Warnings: Yaoi, NC17, some fluffiness, moistness and drama. Also, this was done without a real beta reader so some grammar mistakes may be noticeable and then excuse my bad English for it's not really my first language.
Disclaimer: Neji and Gaara characters belongs to the series Naruto by Masashi Kishimoto but I'm the responsible of ruining their reputation off xD.
DREAM OF THE SAND WRITTEN TALE
Chapter 01 – Rain
The sight followed by the cigarette' ash fall leaves the black haired man as he exits through the glass doors of a crowded cinema. His blackest eyes surveyed the mass. There was boredom and there was exhaustion but he wasn't really dead tired. On top of black tight jeans and visual style, he waited for something more on the starless night but everywhere it was a vision of ordinary things. And so he merely sunk down for another gulp.
"…don't you agree, Neji?" He heard as the fuzzy blonde talked to him from the side.
Neji rolled eyes till he caught Naruto in his view and see he was yet up for nothing.
"Getting a kid for the hero must be fucking retard." Continues the boy ranting with profusion.
The Hyuuga continues his slow breathing watching their little group among the waves of people. They looked adverse, colored from red to pink and yellow, but he and his cousin Hinata had no colors to get in on top of that mess.
The next on his side, Sakura said then in distraction messing with the belt over her coat. "I don't know why you sound so upset. It was your choice, after all."
"A retard choice, by the way." Gaara said even to himself. Shortly, after he secretly watched over Neji.
Neji smirked only by the note for his eyes were adverted to the night with expectation. Only people with offensive coats flowed by, too much absorbed onto themselves to pay attention outside their calculated way. Too much of a distraction.
Soon afterward Naruto started a discussion with Sakura, but he was then interrupted by Hinata whom was awaken by the commotion. She scratched the sleepy eyes away and asked the blonde.
"Naruto-kun, can we go home now?"
It was from that moment on that everyone else took the opportunity to leave, all but they, the red haired and the annoying female. He couldn't put it simple for he didn't understand how did Gaara's plan on having fun tonight would somewhat be similar to it, but Neji remembered yet that they didn't even known each other that well. It could be only his assumptions; he wasn't sure, because whenever he would look out for him, there was that other one. Could she be a girlfriend? Again there was no assurance.
Gaara sometimes would support Neji's business technically and that's how they knew each other but apart from some casual chat they had never gone introspective except for that time where he was asked out. And what could Neji do; he was so fucking bored and Gaara sounded so suggestive by the time he asked him by putting that ticket on his pants pocket after the danger closeness and words of "Do you wanna have fun? Here have fun."
And so that's why he was here after all. Somehow Gaara nurtured him a curiosity he was sure to risk knowing.
The Hyuuga tried out one last time, quietly listening to the couple's conversation before he could assault Gaara and take him away.
"…We should go out and start buying the kid's clothes already." Sakura said casually, arms crossed front Gaara. That startled Neji. Thoughts of pregnancy crossing his mind as fast as breathing.
"Nevermind that, we'll certainly work it out…" It was all Gaara managed to say, eyes trapped to Neji, carelessly. "Anyways, it's getting late now, why don't you go home and rest a bit?" He suggested by giving her an imperceptive smile.
That made Sakura relaxes a bit for she was in deed tired. No woman in her condition should be up and operative all day.
"Yeah, you're right." She said by smiling him back. "My foot are killing me… But aren't you coming?"
"Oh, no. Me and Neji have some business to do yet." Gaara said and smirked to Neji who had unconsciously walked closer to them.
Upon surprise, Neji only looked with dumb eyes and a mouth closed side smile to Sakura who had only then noticed him.
"Ah," She also smiled to him and concluded. "Alright then. Take care." And kissed Gaara's cheek quietly which made the small one frown and dismiss her by murmuring some "Yeah, yeah, yeah…" She turned her goodbye to Neji and waved.
"Ah…" And Neji manage his head with half bored eyes. On his head a weight of ten million fallen angles had settled. How could he have been that trickled and trapped by someone who had a pregnant girlfriend…? All in all that night again was yet another failure.
Disappointed he plainly ignored Gaara turning to leave. "I should be going too."
Gaara was wearing yet that night another offensive coat as he stood with his crossed arms, speechless.
A few steps on his ways and a funny feeling of being haunted got on the back of his neck. This time it wasn't those eyes but he faced Gaara himself.
"What are you doing?" Neji spoke from surprise. "Where are you going?"
"I was thinking we could do something afterward."
Neji took that time in to look carefully through Gaara. It was two times now they came together. Somehow Gaara brought him that sensation of magnetism. He was pulled by him and easily trapped whenever he faced those green ireless eyes.
He considered and then finally said unavoidably stirred for such a person. "Like?"
"Uhm, I'm… not sure." The teenager boy confessed his embarrassment then walking closer by and watching Neji in the eyes of a haunter. But he hadn't thought that far, really.
Neji smirked, tossing his cigarettes to the floor and amusing an instant over Gaara's faded shoes. Had the red haired even considered it all? Neji completed. "This is afterward, you know."
"Yeah…" Half green eyes like the moon went hallow from a sudden sadness stopping front Neji. He grabbed Neji's black shirt by the waist and waited impatiently. For truth, Gaara didn't have much money or a place to go, really, except for waiting to be by his side more he couldn't take Neji back home to his decayed family.
To his deception though, he was the only one to haunt and being haunted. Over those two times he wished to see beyond those smirks and find a landing heart but in the back of his mind Neji offered too many restrictions which made him worry forward the yearning.
They stared. Gaara moved his eyes getting dangerly small by the time Neji's one only startled as he said not convinced. "Well, I'm going home."
Only a moment followed with silence from Gaara was the necessary for Neji to make his decision clear. The small one dug his tongue and hide his hand on his pockets unable to try anything out from pure rejection.
Gone was Neji, tormented by how insensitive looked his shoes and how along with the red haired and green eyes Gaara would now remain as the tormented memory to him – one he wouldn't like to keep.
Trailing away on his thoughts he wasn't sure why he had rejected him, he just didn't like the feeling of uneasiness floating around and immersing him in that kiss like he couldn't escape it. It was dumb he knew, and he even doubted his steps. Those shoes and that combination brought him a curiosity about how the boy would look like behind the offensive coat. Gaara was daring he was sure and bugged him nails the more distant he got from him.
After all, silver and black leather shoes was enough to make him wonder how the night would go with the boy revealing more of that intriguing personality.
Uninvited out from a boredom night script, he decided to follow the cue to something more then, dismissing his own offensive coat and embracing the night.
Burring with his foot the ashes Neji disposed, the red haired could only blink when he heard a distant voice calling for him.
"Hey… uhm, wanna come over?"
Gaara smiled at Neji, understanding growing right there as they walked along a common wish. The night heated, and sparking with something else.
(…)
Gaara was along his teenager years someone worth spending time with. He wasn't much of talking but Neji thought he was revealing much more with some simple phrases. From the corner of his eyes Neji observed him, how he looked thinner and how it would be great to break through that embarrassment. Now one might think he was a bad type, trying to deflower that supposed innocence. Well, it might not be totally wrong but he was sure by the way Gaara knees kept touching his legs on the car and by how anxious he looked that it was matter of time before they got together more intimately.
Soon they got to Neji's hotel room situated at an average hotel in the center of town. "Make yourself at home… There are some beer and cake at the refrigerator in case you feel hungry." Neji, casually, said working his way out from those oppressive clothes.
A tiny hand with painted black digits grabbed his forearm, sliding up before resting near his elbow and pulling their bodies together. Gaara's thin lips hovering the way up through the newly exposed flesh of his neck. "…where are you going?"
The abrupt act and touching made the hair from his sensitive skin to be alert and the blue faded eyes compressed with a smirk as he looked at Gaara from the grabbing hand. "Heh… I'm taking a shower." Neji said putting a hand over Gaara's chest to move him back a little.
They observed, Gaara twitched a breath and Neji noticed his own rubbing hand on the red haired nipple over the tissue. It felt nice and he committed the sin before even knowing it. That got the smaller to pull himself up for a kiss – a depending one that soon would drag Neji in if he was not thinking that he still needed that bath and so he moved away, saying "Eh!" and raising his finger to get Gaara's attention and be focused to his justification "Behave yourself that I'll be back in a instant."
"Uhm." Gaara gave in a sigh – Neji's hand on his chest still pulling him apart.
Upon that, Neji allowed himself to move a bit constrained by his little arousal but as he heard the young man biting his on lips as if resisting to ask something, he smiled. He never actually thought to be most common-sensed to him… He was sure that all that needing on first glance was worth laughing and just preferred not to think too much forward… Just how much could he elude himself over that one night promise?
"Relax, we have the whole night before us…" Neji said leaving his t-shirt and room behind.
Gaara smirked faded as he watched Neji's lean body soften by the loosen hair walking out and agreed quietly like a twelve years old boy resisting over an already settled situation but gladly to be the last one to make an statement on the matter – even if it was really that obvious and dumb. "You just can count on that."
Once Neji was gone, Gaara soon got lost of his coat and wondered around for the said beer. He drank a long sip trying to calm his nerves and went to sit by the bed, exhaling his worried thoughts.
Why was his heart so pounded up with hesitation on this expected night? It was nothing new he had a crush on Neji up from the day they met months ago. Surprisingly, it turned out he that all the spacious finally allowed he in. More than himself Neji was yet more desperate and it was strange however wanting to comfort a complete stranger, but he wasn't one to mind his lunacy, really. He liked how the taller one managed to look out for excuses when he felt trapped and he enjoyed the blurry eyes looking way sensitive and frail – it made him want him even more.
Neji came out from the bath room, wearing a black waistcoat style loosen t-shirt with a wide square collar and some white satin short above his knees. He was getting the drips of his kinda wet hair with a towel when he found Gaara's eyes upon him ever so seriously.
"Something's wrong?" He asked, somewhat founding it amusing that Gaara's grump behavior reminded him of a child.
"I just got impatient…" Gaara didn't bother really, for he was already enough bored for the fifteen minutes Neji took on his shower, and waited for Neji till he was done with the towel, drinking another sip.
Neji observed that intriguing person he knew not much about. "How old you said you were again?"
"19."
"Right…" The Hyuuga said not really believing the dull eyes. He looked much younger with the small stature, he thought as he took a chair and put it in front of Gaara, sitting with both legs in each side of the back rest. "Uhm, sure your parents won't get worried if you're late…"
Gaara licked his lips to how Neji's short had got up and exposed much of his tights. It made him want to touch it but all the casual chat Neji had put up was blocking him off. "They won't care at all."
"Weird. It doesn't sound like something a parent would do…" Neji continued as if clueless.
"Maybe it's because they are not just parent…" Gaara completed trying to finish that irritating subject and putting the beer aside. "Hey, come here…" And he pulled Neji's chair a bit but closer enough so he could spread his finger up on each tight "Don't you think you had me waiting enough…?"
The long haired one gulped taken by the surprise the cold of his loosen beer grip. "Yeah…" he said a bit husky, Gaara's finger getting audacious beneath his short and closer to his dick. He was not wearing any underwear "And what about Sakura…?"
The sudden change in topics made Gaara froze, taking back one of his hands for another drink - somewhat irritated. "What about her?" His other hand still caressing Neji's tight and going inner.
"Isn't she your girlfriend?" Neji tried his seriousness, staring at Gaara's eyes, not even 20 cm away.
"No away… She's just a friend." The tip of his fingers slightly touching Neji's balls, making him skip a breath. All the teasing was already enough and he was already hard. The girlfriend subject finally falling out the scene. Gaara smirked but took his time for another sip.
"Ahr…" Neji suppressed his moan on his throat and took away the object of his frustration from Gaara's hand drinking away all the beer. "I think that's enough for you…"
"What…?" Gaara showed a bit of indignity. He could handle a beer and sex well if asked. And if they come together then better… However, Neji kept dodging the real matter. "That's all bullshit…" And Gaara smirked understanding Neji's situation very well. It was a shame the fucking teaser didn't get along a tease, uh? But he wasn't one to complain really so… "Ok, just a final sip then…"
Just when Neji was about to give Gaara that "Don't be a kiddo…" warn he was pulled down for a kiss. A deepening kiss, that kind you just go along sucking and kissing for it's so absorbing before your eyes are actually closed. Gaara's hand which had finally connected with his dick only aggravated the kiss and his panting. And so they had to part. Lust visible on their eyes.
Neji dropped his chair away and walked to the bed. He took away his own t-shirt and short and stopped in front of Gaara, caressing his cheek and hair. Gaara smirked getting his directions and intentions.
"Bastard…" Gaara said looking him in the eyes and licking his groin up. Then he closed his eyes and allowed Neji's hand to guide his kisses till his cock. Neji moaned and closed his eyes throwing his head back and hips front as Gaara sucked and slipped his tongue on him. Smart hands were pressing his butt and massaging his balls, but that didn't seem enough. Gaara wanted Neji to cry for him in pleasure. So he lifted one of his legs by putting Neji's foot on the bed then licked the inner tight and bitted as his middle finger extension teased by passing over his anus and pressing.
He moved away a little and Neji took the opportunity to take away his t-shirt exposing his reddish detailed black and grey dragon irezumi tattoo over the chest, shoulder and arm. Neji bitted his lips moaning and pressing his finger and nails running over the area. Gaara enjoyed the slight pain and started to masturbate his dick a little while stained the head, getting saliva and precum on his finger so he could start to pressure in his anus.
He sucked his dick and entered him at the same time blowing Neji's mind with pleasure. Soon Neji's body began to tremble, no matter how much he pushed Gaara's hair for reassurance, his legs were just that weak.
"Ah, ah… Stop it, Gaara…" The red haired heard the request but only stopped by the time Neji pulled him off by the hair.
Neji looked dizzy but determinate, he hadn't cum yet but he was so damn hard and dripping.
"Asshole… do as I say next time." Neji said taking Gaara's shoes and pants away. Gaara could only thought it was fun how Neji kept lecturing him on a mother way like. Neji dismissed the tender eyes over him and played his teeth, kissing on the black boxes clothe over Gaara's erection easily before taking it off. He sucked slowly but it all at once and Gaara had the urge to move his hair away and watch him mouth opened and moaning. He was already a mess too. Neji's thick soft and hot lips were loving him with so much gentleness he felt like melting.
Neji jerked the precum off and spread it over his belly and well done abdomen with his palm. Tracing his hands moves with his mouth, he kissed and licked - biting over the waist bone and then going up to sucking the nipple – still masturbating him with his other hand.
When he was done sucking, his body was half laid upon Gaara's one and his hardness was pressed against Gaara's butt. He was moaning again. He turned to Gaara, his own lips redden and wet by saliva "It feels good doesn't it…?" It was mainly rhetoric but it was yet a question to see how far he could go on it.
"What's the fun of cuming if it's not inside you." He added.
At the time, Gaara didn't care for matters of top or bottom. All he could think really was how sexy Neji moved and how his lips seemed tainted and stunning. He grabbed him by the neck and kissed him ever so harshly – their body entangling even more.
When the kiss was broken, he moved away and up a little on the bed. Half lifted by the elbows, he finger traced the ways of his own cum on his body with his leg spread. "Come already."
On that, Neji surely didn't think twice. Grabbing a condom on the night table by the bed he put it on himself. "Ok… turn."
Gaara lifted an unnoticed eyebrow but did as was told, burying his head on the white pillow patiently. Neji's next move was to lick on his anus dripping saliva and burying it in with one finger, then two. Upon surprise, Gaara straightened a little but rested soon enough with the continuing trusts of Neji's fingers – his other hand messing with his butt, grabbing and pushing.
A few seconds passed, Neji stopped laying over Gaara's back, grabbing him by the shoulders and without warning Neji forced his way inside.
"Uhrm…" Both moaned in synchrony; but Gaara's moan was more aggravated. Neji started to move, resting his head on Gaara's shoulder; grabbing his nape's hair and pulling it away so he could repeatedly lick and give little bites on it. They found a rhythm and soon exasperation grew. For more support, Neji stayed on his knees and raised Gaara's hips, grabbing on his shoulder. He moved freely then and so on faster.
He heard Gaara was moaning against the pillow in "Uhm, uhm, uhm…" sounds, which only extended as Neji brought his hand to masturbate him at the same rhythm.
Neji observed and his pleasure increased by the sight of Gaara's ass, shaking with every trust. Gaara had a nice smooth quite big ass and Neji loved it. He squeezed it and grabbed Gaara's shoulder from behind pushing and making his back shoulder bone appear so he'd then crawls his teeth over it and bite the shoulder. He couldn't resist tormenting his body all the way till they both would cum.
Neji first, shaking his hips in circle until he was sure no more cum would come off and continuing his shaking in circles easily on the slide way without trusting as he finished masturbating Gaara's off.
Once the mess was done, they fell exhausted each on one different side of the bed.
"Fucking amazing…" Gaara breathed out, looking at Neji with dazed eyes which were soon to become a warm look – he wished to say something more but supported by the alcohol he was really that sleepy and shortly after his lids were closing; that small smile yet forgotten on his lips, his legs spread open to the bed, wet and naked.
Neji said nothing, only observed the most captivating creature on his side, the contrast of colors and white sheets made him thought of the scene as something he would like to keep. He smiled and petted the mush hair also caressing his lips. Neji was tired but not asleep so he looked for a cigarette observing the small but so ever pretty body. He licked his lips, not helping his desire and caressed himself a little on a massage; breathing out slightly. He stayed up until his cigarette was done, getting up and tossing the used condom to the a proper trash can and moved for a cold shower. He still had the strength to even move some mess outta the way. For some reason stay just observing Gaara peacefully slept figure made him very restless. Somewhat that one night confirmation only made him very anxious like he couldn't help his fear for that unknown tomorrow.
End of chapter 1
Author's note:
This fanfiction was born from the attempt on writing a complete Neji x Gaara fic because I got like one hundred stories incomplete in my mind. It happens because I'm too obsessed with pointing out the right details and even on this one it turns out to be it became longer than the actual plan and so I decided to make it a two chapter story.
Till here you got Neji and Gaara's drama, or more like Neji's drama only. The fact he worried over getting involved with Gaara when he was going be a father revealed how he wanted Gaara to himself only. I don't know but I always end up making them pretty infatuated with each other. In my sick point of view, this is good xD. However, I didn't intend on making it as dramatic so everything will come to an end (or a begging) on Chapter 2.
See ya! And I hope you're enjoying it.