A/N: My new fanfic! Hopefully you'll like it! This is the first partial lemon that I've written, so please go easy on me!

Warning: This story contains yaoi. If you don't know what yaoi is or don't like it, don't read, don't flame. This is rated M for a reason people! This will have lemons and swearing and violence!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any other copyrighted material in this fanfic.

Part One: Lust

Gaara meandered down the halls of Konoha High School, gripping his black binder with a white snowflake on the front loosely in his left hand, while resting his right where the strap of his satchel met the fabric of the bag. He noticed that the corridors were unusually empty and pondered that until he remembered. Uchiha Sasuke's team was playing soccer that day. Gaara snorted and quickened his pace until he reached an exit and, from there, made his way down to the willow tree he always spent his lunch-breaks with. He rarely ate more than half of the tuna sandwich his sister always packed him, instead using it to lure the sparrows and robins closer to him.

When Gaara reached his willow tree today though, something was different. A boy with raven hair and extremely pale skin leaned against the trunk of his tree, garbed in a high-collared, black shirt and black shorts. Gaara's heart fluttered at the sight. Uchiha Sasuke. He mentally told it to behave normally and continued down to his tree where he sat down in his usual spot. He didn't look at Sasuke, but could tell that the boy was smirking at him. He was about to ask what was so funny when Sasuke suddenly knelt down in front of him. Gaara looked up and unconsciously leaned further back into the tree.

"You're Sabaku no Gaara?" His voice was smooth and alluring and although he had asked a question, it sounded more like a statement. "My name's Uchiha Sasuke, though I suppose you already knew that," here he smirked at Gaara flirtatiously. Gaara just inclined his head slightly. "Do you have a girlfriend, Gaara?" He asked with mock innocence. Gaara shook his head and looked away from those amused onyx pools, if he wasn't careful, he'd do something stupid. "You don't talk much do you? You shouldn't sit here all alone, something might happen to you. There are some weird people around," Sasuke leaned in closer and turned Gaara's head towards him, forcing his gaze back to those black coals. "You should be careful. If you want, you can always come and sit next to me," Sasuke raised one eyebrow suggestively. "Well, I guess I'll see you around." With that, he got up and sauntered off. Gaara couldn't stop staring at his ass as he walked around the side of the building.

"Shit," Gaara muttered to himself. There was no way that the Uchiha Sasuke had just flirted with him. Gaara must have just misinterpreted what he had been saying. Yeah that was it. Gaara ate his half-a-sandwich before the bell went, then made his way to his English class where he sat at the back, next to the window, knowing that the seat next to him would stay empty. Five minutes into the period, a messenger came around and the teacher beckoned Gaara forward.

"Gaara, follow Deidara here to the Guidance Counsellor's office. The dean has made an appointment for you." Gaara silently followed the blonde boy down several corridors and into a waiting area where he was instructed to knock on a door that had the name Tsunade printed on the glass. Within moments, a woman's voice called out for him to come in. Gaara did as he was bid and entered plain room furnished with a dark blue desk and two black armchairs sitting in front of it, while behind it was a blonde woman with ample bosom seated on a dark green swivel office chair.

"Hello, Gaara. My name's Tsunade and I am the school guidance counsellor. Now do you have any questions before we begin?" Gaara considered asking what size cup she wore but thought better of it, instead settling for shaking his head. "Good. Well, you've been elected by another student to come to this office three times a week to talk for a period. I'm going to ask you questions and I want you to answer as honestly as possible. Okay?" Gaara nodded mutely, wondering who in the world even knew he existed, let alone cared enough about him to worry about his mindset. "Are you a happy person?"

Gaara thought for a moment before replying. "I'm happy sometimes and I'm unhappy sometimes." Tsunade made a humming noise at this and proceeded to the next question.

"Do you like yourself?"

"I don't... not like myself." Gaara's answers seemed to be irritating the blonde woman as she frowned at this and all but glared at him.

"Who is your best friend?" Tsunade's question bit at Gaara and caused his face to darken and him to glare at the woman.

"I do not have any friends," Gaara's words were calm and indifferent but the woman relaxed somewhat, she was finally getting real answers after all. Gaara crossed his arms over his chest and gave her a look that quite plainly said: 'I'm mentally killing you wench.' Tsunade took no notice.

"Have you ever considered killing yourself?" Tsunade's eyes were intent this time, expecting a 'yes'.

"I have never contemplated suicide," Gaara said monotonously. It was perfectly true, of course. Gaara just fantasised about killing annoying people, but at the same time, that was only a façade and he would never willingly hurt anything. Tsunade seemed somewhat annoyed with his answer and her questions moved back to lighter subjects such as schoolwork and his interests. He endured the period then began the long walk home. As usual, he ignored the catcalls and insults thrown at him and instead focused his thoughts on Sasuke. How close he had been. How he had touched Gaara's face. Gaara sighed contentedly. Then it started to rain. Gaara was still twenty minutes brisk walk from home when it started to pour.

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By now Gaara was feeling rather wretched and was soaked to the skin. A black car pulled up next to him on the sidewalk. The driver's door opened and Sasuke poked his head out. "Need a ride?" He smirked as Gaara nodded and climbed in next to him. Sasuke pulled away from the curb after receiving instructions from Gaara on how to get to his house. "You're completely soaked," Sasuke observed as Gaara shivered next to him. "My house is closer, you could borrow some clothes if you want." Gaara stared suspiciously at Sasuke. Sure he wanted to get warm faster, but he wasn't sure if he could trust Sasuke. But Sasuke did give him a ride, and Gaara was probably just being stupid, why would Sasuke want to do anything to him?

"Okay," Gaara replied and Sasuke smiled sexily at him before turning down a side road and pulling up in front of a giant mansion. "You live here?" Gaara couldn't hide the amazement in his voice. Sasuke just smirked again and led Gaara to the front door and unlocked it before leading Gaara up to his bedroom so he could get changed. After Gaara had chosen his clothes out he turned around and nearly screamed. In front of him was a naked Sasuke holding a towel, apparently about to go have a shower. "Oh! Sorry Sasuke!" Gaara quickly whipped around and heard Sasuke chuckle.

"Come on, Gaara. You need to have a shower or you'll get a cold. The only shower we can use right now is the one down the hall. It has two shower-heads so we can shower at the same time. There's no need to be embarrassed," Sasuke said all of this as he was pulling Gaara down to the bathroom by the hand and Gaara was too busy staring at Sasuke's beautiful body and then blushing for looking to really care. Gaara then found himself undressing and walking over to a shower and turning it on. He was trying to not get a full erection and failing miserably when Sasuke came up behind him and reached past him to get the shampoo. Gaara now had a terribly obvious hard-on and because Sasuke had eyes and was a pervert, he only smirked when he noticed.

"Sorry," Gaara muttered when he saw Sasuke had noticed. Sasuke's smile just widened and he moved so Gaara could see his own very hard cock. Gaara gasped slightly as Sasuke leaned in and kissed him passionately, rubbing their erections together in the process. Sasuke's hands trailed down Gaara's chest to his cock and began to stroke him.

"Don't be," he whispered seductively, sucking Gaara's neck before moving down to do the same to his left nipple, loving the moans escaping the redhead. His mouth then travelled down to Gaara's cock which he kissed before taking the head into his mouth and sucking softly at first, but then with more vigour as Gaara groaned and fisted Sasuke's ebony locks. Sasuke hummed around the throbbing organ, causing Gaara to moan and thrust into his mouth.

"Aaah! Sasu-Sasuke! I'm gonna cuuuum!" Gaara yelled out as he spilled his seeds into Sasuke's mouth, which swallowed them hungrily. Gaara collapsed to the ground in front of Sasuke and began to suck on his cock. Sasuke moaned loudly and thrust into Gaara's hungry mouth, setting a rhythm which Gaara matched by bobbing his head up and down. Sasuke suddenly tensed and pulled out of Gaara's mouth slightly, only to thrust in again the whole way.

"Fuuuuuuuck! Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaara!" He screamed and came into the back of Gaara's throat. Gaara swallowed all he was offered and smiled up at Sasuke who pulled him up into a gentle kiss...

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"Gaara! You're soaked!" Temari yelled, snapping him of his lustful daydream. Gaara sighed and trudged up to his room and got changed. It had been so vivid. Gaara could've sworn that he had actually been to Sasuke's and they had really done all those wonderful things to each other. But it had only been a dream. He would never get to taste that beautiful skin or be touched like that by Sasuke. He sighed again and walked downstairs to help Temari with dinner.

After dinner, Gaara helped clean the dishes before going up to his room to draw. He allowed his mind to wander and of course it returned to the dream and Sasuke. He wondered if Sasuke had really been flirting with him today or if it had just been some joke or dare. Gaara's pencil moved across the paper, making a soft rustling sound. Gaara thought back to when they had all been children, no older than five or six and Gaara had first met Sasuke. That was before the children started judging him and calling him a freak. He missed those times. Gaara stared down at his now completed drawing of Sasuke naked, going down on Gaara while masturbating. Gaara was so aroused by this picture that he walked over to his door and locked it before returning to lie on his bed.

Gaara pulled off his shirt and unbuckled his pants, slipping a hand inside to rub his cock. Images from his dream came to his mind and he pulled his jeans down slightly to give him more leverage and pulled his throbbing member out through the fly of his black satin boxers. He began to stroke up and down its length with his right hand and with his left, began to pinch and play with his left nipple. His breath became laboured and he began to softly moan out Sasuke's name. In his head he was replaying his imagination's interpretation of Sasuke's naked and hard form. His body tensed and he arched his back as he shot his load all over his stomach and hand.

After cleaning himself up with a tissue, Gaara got changed into his light pyjamas and bid goodnight to his siblings before climbing into his bed and reflecting on the past day. It certainly had been strange. First, Sasuke had talked to him, then someone had told the dean that he needed counselling then he had had perverted thoughts about Sasuke for hours. Was this usual for a teenage boy? To be so lustful all the time? It was silly. Gaara sighed, turned off his light and rolled onto his stomach. He seemed to only have one thing on his mind of late, it was irritating. He hadn't been this horny...well ever as far as he knew. He rolled his eyes skyward at his own stupidity before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.

A/N: So what did you think? I quite like it. Please Read and Review!