Bex:: Well ma first fic =D I do have another part to this story planned and I'll write it up if ppl review X3
AnTi~BeX:: um bex dis IS ur first fic so ppl ain't gona review...much...or at all
Bex:: u lie anti me cus this fic is gona be awesum *punches air*
AnTi~BeX:: *sigh* Sasori start da damn fic already
Sasori:: kay! Bex-chan doesn't own naruto, me or gaara-kun but I think something terrible would happen if she did...
Bex:: *evil cackle*
AnTi~BeX:: shh ur scaring Sasori-kun
Bex:: ENJOY DA FIC 8D
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Sasori was in many ways quite an interesting person. He sat quietly in class, not actually looking but staring. At lunch he sat on his own, quietly eating but always staring. Sasori stared a lot but it was always aimed at someone in particular. That someone was Gaara. Even now he sat at the back of his Math class, staring at his crimson haired god. Oh how he wished to get close to him, to touch him, to kiss him but Sasori decided a long time ago that it was always easier to stare.
Lunch came and Sasori sat at his usual place, a carefully picked spot under a sakura tree where he could watch his god through the falling pink blossoms. Gaara was always surrounded by people whereas Sasori was left and forgotten like an old doll. Through the blossoms Sasori noticed Gaara was now staring back at him, sending tingles up his arms. Sasori immediately blushed a soft pink and averted his eyes. Gaara grunted and looked back to the crowd of people surrounding him. Sasori smiled to himself and decided to seek another look at him before disappearing back into the school.
Last lesson of the day was Art. His teacher was demanding and seemed only interested in Deidara's work. Sasori yet again used the lesson to watch fiery haired love mould the clay, shaping it until it looked like a sand timer. He rolled the clay in his hands, gently patting it down. Gaara stopped and looked towards Sasori as if he knew someone was watching. Sasori quickly looked at his own ball of clay, rolling it quickly on his table. Gaara seemed satisfied and turned again. Sasori rested his face in his hands, rubbing his temple. Deidara discreetly passed a crumpled piece of paper to him and Sasori looked around the class, wondering who sent it. He unfolded it and read it in his head:
Baka Sasori
Meet me afterschool by the lockers
And also… stop watching me.
Sasori smiled, putting the note into his pocket and continued to play with the clay before him. His god had answered him and now maybe he would be allowed to even to be in his presence but just to have his attention would mean everything to Sasori.
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But sure enough the lesson ended and Sasori made his way to his locker. The corridors emptied quickly leaving Sasori alone to wonder up and down aimlessly. He walked back to his locker after thirty minutes of sighed
"I guess I shouldn't think so deeply anymo-"
he was cut off by a hand on his chest forcefully pushing him back onto his locker. Sasori's eyes widened in shock as he attempted to recognise his attacker,
"G-Gaara?"
"Why hello Sasori" Gaara leaned forward until his face was inches from Sasori's
"I...um w-what are you doing Gaara-san?"
"Shh your voice annoys me baka…"
He slid his hand up Sasori's thigh and placed his legs in-between the other's legs. Sasori blushed and looked to the ground as Gaara nibbled at his neck. A soft moan emitted from his mouth as Gaara continued to slide his hand up Sasori's shirt, feeling the warm skin he found there. Gaara softly kissed him. For that moment as Gaara pressed his lips against his Sasori felt a sudden happiness as though his life had meaning and melting into the kiss he wrapped his arms around Gaara's waist. Without warning Gaara slid his tongue into Sasori's mouth, caressing the other crimson haired boy's tongue with his own. Another moan came from Sasori and Gaara deepened the kiss, exploring Sasori's mouth with his tongue. After what seemed like an eternity the two boys broke from the kiss for air.
"Well that was fun baka Sasori-san"
Then Gaara left and walked down the silent corridor, leaving a slightly flustered Sasori behind once again watch him from afar. His crimson haired god still seemed untouchable.
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Bex:: Bwaha iccle bita yaoi 4 ya
AnTi~BeX:: I swear ur sucha perv...
Bex:: Where's Sasori??
AnTi~BeX:: who? o rite...he's scarred for life
Sasori:: *sits in corner n cries*
Gaara:: Well I thought it was smexii I like how Sasori thinks I'm a god...everyone should think that...
AnTi~BeX:: *sigh* Kay well if you like how Sasori-kun is scarred for life then review or fav or w/e and Bex'll write a lemon...yea
Bex:: eeek! but also tell me how I can make it better cus I'm new to dis 8D
AnTi~BeX:: and u suck...
Bex:: WHA DID U SAY!!?!
Gaara:: um kay...cat fight? cya round guys review n stuffz 4 I R GAWRD!