Note: Me no own! If I did…well, never mind. You don't want to know. Well, maybe some uber sick-minded people do…But that's beyond the point. Anyyyyyyyway…
So here we go, my first chapter...Yeah, it sucks. I'm really bad at starting stories, but it'll get better as I go along. I know it's short, but once again, I fail at starting stories. I already have the next few chapters planned out, and they are much longer and less fail...AND MORE YAOI!!! So...This is kind of a NaruSasu vs NaruGaa fic...Which will come out on top? I'm not quite sure yet...whatever people prefer, I guess...Oh, and just as a note, I LOVE GaaNaru, but I think NaruGaa fails...But for consistency, Naruto remains seme. I mean, I kinda made a pledge that I would always make Sasuke uke, right? And by the way, it goes from Gaara's POV to Sasuke's, but not all chapters will be this way, kay? Theme song for the chapter: Mr. Brightside by the Killers. (Yeah, that song kinda inspired me)
It was sickening. Really, it was. The way the blond boy twirled his fingers through the other boy's black hair. The way their noses gently rubbed against each other as their tongues met, their mouths both slightly open. The blond's mouth closed on the darker haired boy's tongue, looking as if he was eating his face off. And were they trying to squeeze each others shoulders off? It looked that way, seeing as how tightly they were holding on to each other.
If it were any other couple, Gaara would have thought that they should get out of the public eye and get a room…But then, he didn't like that idea at all. He hated to think of what Naruto would do to Sasuke if they were in a dark bedroom together. Then again, if he were Sasuke, by all means, the whole situation would be perfectly acceptable. It was very easy for Gaara to picture such things happening--and he did very often. He could hear Naruto's voice, telling him that he was the only one he wanted. He could picture their lives together so clearly.
But that was not the case. Naruto picked Sasuke over him. Uchiha Sasuke, the boy almost everyone lusted after. Well, except Gaara, of course. Gaara never really knew Sasuke very well, but he never liked him. And even though he hadn't seen him in over three years, he knew who it was instantly. Just like he instantly knew that the blond was Naruto.
Like that, Gaara was sucked back into his sophomore year as a foreign exchange student at Konoha.
"Good morning class! Starting today, we have a foreign exchange student from Suna. That may be a distant and odd land and all, but I want you all to treat him with kindness and respect," a male teacher with a brown pony tail and a long scar across his nose announced, signaling to Gaara, who stood in the front next to him. The girls in the front all started giggling and whispering to each other, some pointing at his tatoo on his forehead. Gaara really wanted to go home. He knew he was sent away as an exchange student to escape his horrible family life and all of those cruel stares he received back home, but still. He reluctantly took a seat on the back table. There were three people sitting there already, two boys and a girl, leaving one seat open.
When Gaara sat he looked straight at the table below him, not daring to make any eye contact with the other people at the table. He was more than likely blushing, something that he always did, despite his efforts. He really was not in the mood to socialize.
"Yo, Mr. Eyeliner, you're joining the freak table, huh?" the one boy joked. He was blond with three whiskers on each cheek all the while sporting a bright orange jumpsuit. He had a big smile and bright eyes.
"Speak for yourself, Naruto! Sasuke-kun and I aren't freaks! And, well, I can't really speak for the new guy, but you shouldn't say such things!" the pink haired girl scolded, smacking Naruto on the shoulder. She looked fierce, not the type of girl Gaara would ever want anything to do with. Naruto, however, just laughed it off. The black haired boy, Sasuke, just rolled his eyes. Something about his attitude made Gaara instantly dislike him.
It was that moment when Naruto's blue eyes met Gaara's. There was something about his glow and his radiant smile that made his blood tingle. It was like there was an instant connection. At that moment, Naruto was all that mattered. Even though they just met, he felt like they must have known each other for a long time.
"You're eating lunch with us, right?" Naruto asked. His voice was mesmerizing, causing Gaara to suck in his breath. He nodded slowly. At that moment, he knew he was…was…Well, he could never see himself kissing a girl ever again.
Gaara sighed. He only stayed in Konoha for half a semester, but he never forgot Naruto's smile. It had been three years since they were last together. The whole time they had been separated, that guy was the main thought in his mind. They only made-out once, the night before Gaara left, but surely it meant something to Naruto. He purposely enrolled in a collage in Konoha, hoping that he would see Naruto's smile again.
The smile that was currently sucking that bastard Uchiha's neck. A knot tied in his stomach.
He wasn't sure if Naruto even remembered him anymore, let alone cared about him. He wasn't sure how serious Naruto and Sasuke's relationship was. But he did know one thing: He would not lose Naruto again without a fight.
...
Out of the corner of his eye, Uchiha Sasuke noticed a familiar red-head. With that hair and tattoo and eyeliner, who COULD forget him? He was none other than Sabaku no Gaara. The boy who, three years ago, tried to take HIS Naruto away from him. HIS Naruto, that he claimed in preschool. HIS Naruto, who gave him a kiss on the forehead to during their fifth grade graduation. HIS Naruto, who comforted him when his family died in a car wreck in seventh grade, leaving his older brother, Itachi, as his only relative left in the world. HIS Naruto, that was currently giving him a really big hickey.
Sasuke continued to look at that boy through the corner of an eye, paying enough attention to notice the severe devastation on his face, but not enough to distract him from HIS Naruto. He inwardly smirked, pushing himself closer to his lover and putting one hand in his back pocket. Naruto, clueless to the whole thing, pushed Sasuke against a nearby wall. Hell, they were in an area that was relatively untraveled by, they could go as far as they want here. That Gaara person would be the only person watching. However, being pushed to the wall caused Sasuke's line of vision to change, so he could no longer see Gaara's jealous stares. Which took away the fun. So he decided to tattle.
"Hey, dobe," Sasuke whispered into Naruto's right ear in his sexiest voice, "I think we have an admirer." After he did such, he nipped the earlobe.
"Oh really teme?" Naruto whispered back, "We better put on a good show then. By any chance, what does she look like?"
"It's a he...I can't...see him now, but he looked very envious."
"Describe him to me," Naruto replied seductively caressing around Sasuke's thigh, causing him to harden.
"Ugh...Sa-sabaku no Gaara..."
Naruto gasped. At that moment, he let go of Sasuke, his face sobering, instantly. He looked into Sasuke's black eyes for a second, then slowly turned around to look at Gaara's turquoise ones. Sasuke instantly regretted saying anything.
"...Ga-Gaara?" Naruto asked, dazed.
"Hi Naruto. Long time, no see."
Yay! First chapter is finished! WITH A CLIFFHANGER! Rather short, but whatever...You like, you don't like? COMMENT! But please don't flame...that'd make me very sad. There is a big difference between constructive criticism and being a straight-up jerk, ya know...Well anyway, now that it's all set up and started, it'll be written a hell of a lot better. I'll try and post the second chapter ASAP...Hopefully more yaoi will be on the way? Maaaybe a lemon eventually if you guys say so. I'm open to suggestions, and I really may use some if it seems right for the story. *Sigh* Now is your cue to comment!!!
