Note: Okay, so here we go again! This chapter is a little shorter than the last one, I think, but I promise to make up for it. Promise. I don't blame you if you don't believe me though, I promised to update Follow You like five months ago and it's on hiatus now. Alright, anyway…. Thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter. It's always appreciated.

Warnings: there is some sexual stuff in this chapter, because well, I just couldn't wait. Other than that, there's a little bit of language. Eventually, I will be bringing in some BDSM themes, but in this chapter there's only a little bit of Dom/sub things going on. If this bothers you…simple…leave.

Pairing: I think it's officially been changed to GaaSasu by the end, but enjoy a little NejiGaaSasu for now. .

Izon no Niwa

By: Jaiden Lockheart

Chapter 2: Coercion

…Darkness, Music, Sweat, People. It was exactly what I hadn't wanted to throw myself into that night. But throw myself into it I certainly did. Leather clung to my skin, the heady scent of it filling me, urging me to go on. I was dancing, and everything was good for a little while.

Then I felt it, his hands on me. They were too familiar for me to forget them.

And his words only gave him away further. If he was going for a mysterious greeting, he failed miserably. I knew exactly who he was.

It's been a long time, Little Raven, I'm glad you could make it…

"Gaara." The name slipped through his lips easily, nothing more than a whisper, but he knew the other had heard it. His eyes snapped open, searching for Sakura in the crowd, someone to save him. However, she was no where around him and he cursed under his breath.

"Oh, and here I'd thought you'd forgotten me." Gaara's breath was hot against his neck, his hands burning through Sasuke's skin. They had moved to his arms, hands encircling his elbows and he knew that, even if he wanted to, he wasn't getting away.

Not this time.

Sasuke's words, though endearing any other time, held something else in them. An accusation almost, and maybe a little fear.

"I could never forget you."

The tone had Gaara tightening his hands around Sasuke's arms and pulling the younger boy against him roughly. Wrapping his arms further around Sasuke and breathing in the scent that he'd memorized too long a time ago. He'd been deprived of it for far too long.

"I've missed you, Rave'." He said, his voice so low it was difficult for Sasuke to hear it. "We both have."

It was then that Sasuke got enough courage to turn around, to look into the green eyes that he really had forgotten. But memories came flooding back to him the moment black met green. A battle for dominance that the two of them had danced around before sparking once more, just as a battle in his own mind ensued.

"But neither of you missed me enough to come looking for me."

He swallowed heavily, his saliva turned thick and almost sticky in his throat. He knew he shouldn't have come here, knew it would just end up bad for him. And it had turned out badly. He could feel the tension between his body and Gaara's, and if the nails digging painfully into his arms were any indication, Gaara could feel it as well.

"It was your choice, ultimately, Rave'." Gaara said, his green eyes flashing with something Sasuke couldn't quite read. It scared him, a little. He used to know Gaara inside and out, and now he was left feeling like he'd never known the older man at all.

But those eyes had sparked something other than a battle for dominance, something else and Sasuke felt himself pulling away. He pulled back as far as Gaara's arms would let him. Confusion showing plainly on his face.

"My decision?" He asked, his voice no louder than Gaara's had been. "No, Gaara, nothing has ever been my decision."

"Well, it is now." Gaara said, his hands loosening slightly for emphasis. "So, what's it going to be, Little Raven? You going to give in to the urge to run, or give in to me?"

"I'm not yours anymore." Sasuke's teeth were clenched. "Let go of me."

Gaara did just that, not speaking anymore. But Sasuke could see the smirk gracing his thin lips as he skirted passed the redhead and headed for the foyer.

He needed to get out of here, now. There was no doubt in his mind that something--and it would have only went downhill--would happen if he stayed. His hands were shaking, the only sign that he had been affected by his encounter with Gaara. He shoved them quickly into his pockets. He didn't want to feel the trembling anymore.

He was still working out how he was going to open the front door with his hands stuck in his pants when he was stopped again. This time only by a voice. Nothing else.

"Leaving so soon?"

Again, he didn't turn around initially to see the man he was sure was leaning against the wall behind him. The other was always doing that, leaning, waiting.

His presence was something a little harder to get away from than Gaara's blatant advances, however.

"I'm not staying here." He said with finality. But he couldn't remember exactly who he was trying to convince now. Them or himself.

"Do you always run away from your problems?" Neji asked, his words striking like always.

"You're not a problem of mine, Neji." Sasuke said, his voice shaking now. He just wanted out. "You're nothing to me."

"That remains to be seen."

Neji's voice was a lot closer now, showing clearly that the man had moved. Sasuke stayed where he was though, refusing to turn and look at Neji.

"It's true." Sasuke spoke his conviction again. "I feel nothing for you. Either of you."

"Then why are you shaking?" Neji was just behind him, he knew now, as he could feel the ghosting of hands running down his back.

And the feeling only made him shiver more.

"What do you say we take this some place more… private?" Neji asked, a chuckled added at the end of his words.

The light blush on his cheeks was more of an answer than any words could have ever been.

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…I could feel it, them, all around me, pushing me further and further into the place I'd sworn I'd never revisit. I don't really know what made me nod my head to his words, but I followed both of them to the kitchen.

The door to the basement was something I would never hope to forget.

It had always been an entrance to conflicting emotions, I knew…

"You know the rules, Sasuke." Gaara spoke when the three of them stepped into the basement, Neji closing the door behind them. "Or do I need to repeat them?"

A hand in Sasuke's hair roughly pulled his head back, causing him to look up at the ceiling for a moment before turning his eyes to the man behind him. A delicate red brow rose in question. He was waiting for an answer.

"No, Gaara, I remember." His words were nothing more than a whisper.

When Gaara had joined them on their way to the basement, Sasuke didn't know. But he had never quite been able to tell when the other two were moving. They had a grace about them, one that Sasuke himself had picked up on quickly. But their influence had slowly started to fade over time.

He wasn't the Little Raven they'd molded him into anymore.

But he was quickly returning and a sharp tug at his hair was all that was needed to inform him he'd done something wrong already.

"Gaara-sama." He corrected.

"That's a good boy." Gaara said, leaning forward to brush his lips over Sasuke's exposed neck, smirking when he felt the boy tense under him.

"Sasuke."

The sound of his name pulled Sasuke away from the sensations Gaara was providing to his neck long enough to hold his attention. His eyes focused on Neji, who was still leaning against the stairs, the action almost impossible with how far back his head had been pulled. He stared at white eyes in question.

"Is this really what you want?"

The question came as a surprise, to say the least.

"Giving him a choice now?" Gaara asked and Sasuke shivered as a heated tongue pressed against the juncture between his neck and shoulder.

As cruel as they sounded, Gaara's words made sense to Sasuke. Why would Neji choose now to ask him such a thing? He'd followed them down there, hadn't he? That should have been answer enough. It always had been before.

"He's still a minor, Gaara. We aren't." Neji explained, turning his eyes only a moment to Gaara's before returning to Sasuke's. He waited, but for what, Sasuke wasn't sure.

"Answer him, Rave'." Gaara said, his voice commanding and at that moment Sasuke wouldn't dream of disobeying.

"Yes." He said almost instantly, a blush creeping up his neck and coloring his cheeks again. He was always so embarrassed when he was around them.

Sasuke's jaw clenched, his eyes closing in shame. Because, despite what he'd been telling them upstairs,--telling himself--he did want this. There was no turning back now.

Neji's nod was the only thing needed to tell Gaara to continue and the redhead eagerly went back to his attention on Sasuke's neck. Breathing in his scent, lips brushing over his neck, teasing.

"You're so cute when your red, Sasuke-chan. I wonder, what would you look like with that blush all over your body?" Sasuke involuntarily melted further into Gaara, the words bringing forth more memories of a time when he'd heard these things over and over.

"Have you forgotten already, Gaara?" Neji asked. The brunette pushed himself away from the stairs, wanting to be closer to the two. "Can you really not remember what he looks like writhing under you, panting, begging?"

"I think I may have to be reminded." The redhead replied.

They were talking about him like he wasn't even there, like he couldn't hear them. But he could hear them, and they knew it. The complete disregard they had for him didn't deter him in any way though. In fact, he thrived on it, wondering--almost hopefully--if they had talked about him like this when he had left before.

"What do you think of that, Sasuke-chan?" Neji asked. "Do you have anything you'd like to do for Gaara. To jumpstart his memory of you."

"What--whatever you want, Gaara-sama." Sasuke stuttered. He could feel both of them now, was trapped between them. Neji's chest was flush against his and the Hyuuga leaned forward to lap at the sweat that had gathered along his collar bone. He let out a strangled moan when teeth sank into the flesh there, a shock of pain running through him for a moment before Neji let up again, smirking.

Gaara brought the attention back to him when he tugged on Sasuke's hair once more, pulling the Uchiha's neck even further back and leaning close to his ear. His breath ghosted over the shell as he spoke.

"I want you on your knees, my cock in your mouth."

He felt both of them leave him at once and he whimpered at the loss of contact. His eyes met Neji's, the older man waiting to see what Sasuke would do.

And an approving smile spread across his lips as Sasuke turned around and fell to his knees.

Note: Okay, so really, Sasuke didn't want to do this. I had to make him, but in the end, he warmed up to the idea. And who wouldn't with the promise of sex with Neji and Gaara. I don't normally like to use the word 'cock' when writing, but I think I should warn some of you now, this fic is going to be a little crude. If that bothers you, I'm sorry, but your not in the right place if your looking for cute Neji/Gaara/Sasuke fluffy happiness. It's not here. There's a difference between my Uke!Sasuke and my sub!Sasuke.

Chapter 2 play list:

Taion - the GazettE: I think it goes well with sub!Sasuke

Jarring Fly - Girugamesh: Just because I love this song and was listening to it while writing, it's really a mood setter let me tell you

Well, I guess I'll see you soon guys. Remember to review.

Love you all,

-Jaide