This was meant to be a oneshot but ideas kept coming to me and now I've decided to make it a long story. But, please. Have patience, for this will take time. This is the first long story I've published and I have never completed a longer one. But! I intend to complete this one, some day.
For this I've made the prolouge a bit longer. Much pleasure I would like to be able to say, as one of my friends often says.
Warning: Yaoi, AU, probably a bit OOC.
Disclaimer: I wish Masashi-sama could give me Gaara...
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He stared down the huge cliff, choosing between life and death. One step and it would all be over. No more sorrow, no more lies, no more pain. He couldn't handle it anymore. It had become to much to handle by himself.
The wind swept his hair in front of his eyes making him temporarily blind. Wobbling between ground and nothing he heard a familiar voice calling out to him.
"Neji, don't do it", the voice said.
Neji knew who it was, could already see the beautiful face in front of him even though he had yet to turn around and away from the cliff. In his mind the redness of the others hair and the piercing aqua-eyes flashed.
'Go away', he thought. But the other would never leave as long as Neji was still on the edge of jumping. Slowly he turned around to meet the others gaze.
"I'm sorry Gaara, but I can't continue living in this hell," he said to the redhaired boy.
Gaara stared at him and didn't move at all. Only his hair moved with the wind. A nearby stream murmured through the woods, a bird flying off to another tree and the slow breathing of the two boys was all that could be heard.
After what seemed to be an eternity, Gaara took some steps forward and stopped only a few decimeters from Neji. He reached out a hand, hoping the other boy would accept it. But Neji just looked at it not moving a muscle. How did it turn out this way?
Turning his head up he looked into Gaaras' eyes one last time. He shook his head and took a small step backwards, half his body already over the edge.
"I am sorry," Neji said before he let himself fall over the cliff towards the dark.
"Neji!" Gaara screamed desperately and fell to his knees. Tears began streaming down his face and the wind carried Nejis' last words to Gaaras' ears. "I love you"
"Cut! Wonderful, it's perfect!" The director said while clapping his hands along with the rest of the crew.
Gaara slowly rose from his place on the ground. Looking down he saw a smiling Neji waving to him from where he was in a safetynet. He waved back and then turned around to talk to the director.
"Nice job, Gaara" the director Jiraiya said. "With this the movie is pretty much done. All that is left is to edit the film".
Jiraiya gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder and an address for the celebration later that night. "Be sure to tell Neji". And with that he left to talk with someone else.
Gaara looked at the small piece of paper in his hand. A celebration? He would much rather sit home alone and watch TV. But he knew Neji would never allow it. He would drug him and put him in chains to get Gaara to come. Guess he didn't have much choice but to celebrate with everyone else. That is if he wanted to avoid something far more dreadful than your worst hangover ever. Yes, that drug is powerful and Gaara knew it. He certainly did. Too many times had he refused to celebrate. And each time... Neji drugged him. 'No, there will be no more of that evil drug' he thought.
Neji had finally managed to get up from the net and joined Gaara where he stood in front of their car. The redhead held up the note for the other man and looked at him with fearsome eyes.
"You will not drug me" he said with danger in his voice.
"As long as you say you will come I won't do it" he said unaffected by the stare from the shorter boy.
Leaning forward he pressed a kiss to Gaaras' forehead who sneaked his hands around the taller boys' torso. Neji sniffed his hair and filled his nose with strawberries from the shampoo the redhead always used. The smell was intoxicating and if hadn't been for the crew he would have ravished the petite boy right there, right then. Letting go of each other they climbed into the car. Neji placed himself behind the wheel and Gaara stole the passengers seat.
"Music" Gaara said before Neji even had the chance to start the car.
"Patience, my dear" he said and turned the key.
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Yes, first one done. So, sounds good? If you find any misspellings or grammatical errors I would be very happy to hear it =)
Ya ne.