Title: No Strings Attached
Summary: The streets of Peckham are littered with crime and poverty while the borough of Mayfair lives in style. What happens when those from different sides meet by chance? SasoriItachi, GaaraSasuke
Disclaimer: I am as poor as Sasuke and Itachi, I own nothing. Not a bean
Chapter 2 - Gaara
The red head thanked the taxi driver as he paid the money.
"Keep the change" he smiled pleasantly picking up his suitcase and backpack and walking to the front door of his Mayfair home. The door opened quickly, there was his mother standing in the door way
"Gaara! I saw you from the sitting room window!" she smiled putting the door on the latch and running over to hug him. "How was the journey?"
"Not too bad thank you, a bit crowded at Euston but that's all"
"Would you like a cup of tea?"
"Dying for one" he grinned walking with her to the door
"What is all this silly stuff around your eyes? I don't understand you kids these days" she laughed closing the door behind them. "Oh Sasori is staying for a little while too"
"Oh excellent" Gaara nodded, happy at the prospect of seeing his favourite cousin very shortly "Is he home?"
"Yes but he's on a phone call to his parents…they're in Thailand at the moment"
"Oh ok" Gaara nodded "How are wedding plans for Temari?"
"Very good indeed" his mother smiled putting on the kettle "Although Temari is being very trying and Shikamaru's family aren't putting much input apart from who must be invited. So it is a little difficult"
"And how's Kankuro?"
"Oh Kankuro's Kankuro" she laughed getting out the tea bags.
"And Dad?"
"In perfect health, he's in France at the moment but he should be back before Christmas"
Gaara smiled. He had missed his family. As much as he was enjoying his first year at Oxford University and the independence it brought with it, it was very new to him and it was nice to know his family were still there, continuing with their same old routines. If something is changing, then it is best if something else stayed the same.
"Any papers need to be written over the holiday?" His mother asked stirring the tea, (milk, no sugar).
"I have to conduct a survey and study of the homeless in London" Gaara said taking the cup "Thank you"
"Oh…can you manage that?"
"Yes…not sure really where to start with it all, its just a little research but I want to make a good impression"
"You'll do fine darling, now why don't you go upstairs and unpack…Sasori might be off the phone now?"
"Very well, see you later"
"First year is a doss" Sasori laughed "Seriously, anyone will tell you that. You go to a few lectures and write a few papers and you get through fine, the rest of it you damn well go and enjoy yourself"
"You've told me this before Sasori" Gaara rolled his eyes "So far, there's more to it than that."
"Oh, that's only because you're in bloody panic mode, after Christmas you'll be desperate to relax and that's what you're damn well going to do…I managed on that"
"Yes Sasori but not everyone is a genius like you" Gaara said getting slightly annoyed
"I'm not a genius; I'm simply putting things in perspective. Years two and three will be the hardest years of your life so enjoy year one while you can"
"Yes Yes I know" Gaara smiled at his cousin "So how come you're staying here?"
"There some renovations being done on my flat, Aunt Karura said I'm more than welcome to stay, so here I am"
"Good, I don't think I could take the holiday with just my parents and my siblings to speak to" Gaara laughed "By the way, I have to do a bit of research on homeless, I'm not sure what to do"
"Oh Gaara, are you telling me this is not a doss?"
"Well I know how to do the secondary research but not the primary research"
"I don't know, go hang out in Deptford or somewhere, count a few heads and find an average" he laughed "You'll figure it out, you've got two weeks, don't think about assignments on your first day of freedom. Let's talk about something interesting. Meet anyone special at Oxford?"
"In a friendship way, but otherwise no…did you meet anyone?"
"Not a soul. Everyone bores me now"
"Oh thanks"
"You know what I mean!" Sasori rolled his eyes and leaned back on his bed "I want someone interesting."
It had been two years now since Sasori had admitted to Gaara about being bisexual. To which Gaara had been more comfortable in admitting to being gay.
It was a secret they shared, and that somehow Temari and Kankuro had found about too. Would either of them tell each of their parents? Well…for now, they had decided to keep it from them indefinitely.