After Sasuke's confession, the blonde had left to head to his third hour class, seeing as how he had spent nearly all of his second hour with Orochimaru-sensei and Sasuke. He mentally shuddered as he was forced to recall what had happened less then a measly hour ago. He knew that he'd have to face Orochimaru sooner or later, but he was afraid that something worse would happen to him when he did.
He sighed.
Well at least now he had Sasuke by his side. He was still very surprised at the other boy's actions. Just this morning he had pretended to hate Naruto, and now all of a sudden he likes him enough to kiss and comfort him? He even admitted that he had feelings for the blonde! What was this world coming too? First his sensei is trying to get in his pants, and now his number one rival likes him!? Gosh- what was next?
An hour later the blonde left his geometry class, and moved with his head down in thought towards the bathroom. After finishing his business, he stood at the sink, washing his hands as he starred at his reflection in the circular cracked mirror directly in front of him. He hastily dried his dripping hands and moved back in front of the battered mirror to examine the small bruise that was forming on his right cheek from where Sasuke had accidentally hit him. He wasn't mad at the raven because of it; he knew that he hadn't meant to hurt him, but it still hurt like hell.
After looking at his poor whiskered cheek for long enough, the blonde turned to leave only to become face to face with another boy, whose nose was now only a mere inch away from his own. The blonde squeaked in surprise, jumping back from the boy, his heart still racing from the fright, but sighed in relief when he realized who was standing in front of him.
"Oh Gaara, thank Gods its just you."
The red-head eyed his friend curiously as he stepped in closer.
"Why? Who did you expect to see Naruto?" he questioned.
The blonde laughed nervously as he noticed how close Gaara was getting to him, even while he was backing away from the other boy.
"Ha…ugh…no-nobody" he stuttered, still trying to keep his friend at a distance, "I just didn't know that any-anyone else was in here, so I-I was startled is all."
"I see" the redhead mumbled, "and do I frighten you Naruto?"
The Uzamaki child's eyes widened visibly at his friend's question. Why was he acting so strangely?
"Umm…Gaara? Why are you acting so strange?" he bluntly asked.
"Why would you say that Naruto? This just so happens to be who I am, and by the way- you didn't answer my last question."
Naruto was forced to halt as his back hit the bathroom wall.
Crap not again!
The redhead suddenly leaped forward, grabbing hold of the blonde, and hastily shoving him against the wall. Naruto yelped as his spine yet again made contact with the merciless hunk of plaster that he was so roughly pushed against. He tried to push the sand-obsessed teen away from him, but that only seemed to encourage the other boy more, and he quickly forced his own body against Naruto's.
What is with everyone today and trying to get into my pants!
"Ga-Gaara!? St-stop! What the hell are you doing, get off of me!"
"No Naruto! You just don't get it do you? You have no idea what it does to me to just see you standing close to me- what you do to me! I can't stop this, but that doesn't mean it's my fault! You! You make me feel this way Naruto, and this time I'll show you just how much I feel for you."
"WHAT!? What the heck are you talking about? Get off of me Gaara- I mean it! St-stop it!"
"Nnnn…Naruto…"
"No Ga-Gaara stop! Plea-please just stop!"
The redhead ignored his friend's pleads as he hungrily mashed his lips against Naruto's own silky ones. He moaned into the kiss at having finally been able to have this type of intimate contact with the boy and eagerly deepened the kiss.
The blonde insistently slammed his hands against his supposedly best friend's chest. How could Gaara- him of all people- do this to him? He knew how much Naruto hated to be trapped, and yet he does…this! Why wouldn't he listen when he had begged him to stop this?
Why Gaara?
The redhead eventually pulled away from the squirming boy to get some air, only to be brutally pushed away from the blonde, who- as he had done to Orochimaru- had caught him off guard.
The blonde raced to get out of the bathroom and away from his crazed friend, yet failed at the sad attempt. Gaara hurriedly caught up with him, grabbing his arm and pulling the blonde into a tight embrace.
"Gaara let me go!"
"No."
"Let. Me. Go."
"No."
"Gaara! Quit playing around and let me go! I hate this! You know I don't like being trapped and helpless like that but you did it anyways, and against my own will! You can't Gaara…you can't…"
The redhead widened his pale green eyes. He had completely forgotten about Naruto's odd case of Claustrophobia. The blonde hated to be trapped…helpless…vulnerable…and he- Gaara- had done that to him. He had ignored the blonde when he cried for him to stop, and did what he thought would satisfy his own needs. He pulled the blonde into a tighter embrace, gently rocking him from side to side.
"I'm sorry Naruto" he murmured, "I'm sorry, so- so sorry. That will never happen again Naruto, never. I swear I will never hurt you like that again ok? Please don't hate me Naruto, I truly am sorry. It'll never happen again…never happen again…Naruto I-I'm sorry…sorry…"
"Gaara? I-I don't hate you, but you have no idea how I felt when…"
"I'm sorry. So Sorry Naruto. Sorry…"
"I know."
"It'll never happen again…never…not ever again."
"Never? Promise?"
The redhead smiled sadly as he pulled his friend in closer.
"I promise Naruto, this will- will never happen again."
"Thanks."
"What? Why would you say that Naruto?"
"Because…you're sorry and- well- you stopped."
"Hn. You are the most amazing person I know Naruto- you really are."
"…"
"…"
"You think so?" the blonde whispered, sounding slightly doubtful of his friend's opinion.
"No- I know so."
Gaara smiled softly as he watched the blonde's face light up with a kind of childish happiness, yet weakened by whatever the boy was feeling at that moment. The blonde seemed so fragile when you saw him like this, which was very rare. He was just like a child. The thought of a cute chibi version of Naruto made his smile widen. Of course chibi Naru-chan would be cute he thought to himself. If he was adorable now, he could only be more so when he was younger.
Gaara-without a doubt- loved the blonde, though he couldn't say so after everything he had just done to him. He refused to make Naruto feel guilty for not returning the same feelings as he had pouring from his own heart for the blonde. He loved Naruto the way he was; he wouldn't change one thing about him even if he could. Though, he did wish that there was a return of feelings.
He looked down into the person of his affection's bright blue eyes, wiping away the stray tears that ran down his tan whiskered cheek (though he knew that the markings were scars, he still liked to refer to them as whiskers to add to the image of Naruto being his cute little kitsune.)
"We should head to class Naruto" he whispered, as if his voice could break his beautiful kitsune, who nodded his head in agreement as he turned to lead the way to their fourth hour- which they just so happened to have together.
Naruto knew Gaara; however the episode in the bathroom had left him a little doubtful of how well he truly knew his best friend. He had never expected the redhead to behave that way- heck he didn't even know that he had feelings for Naruto like that. And even though he had apologized for his actions afterwards, Naruto was still wary about how he should exactly deal with this.
He inwardly shrugged, pushing these (as Shikamaru would say) troublesome thoughts to the back of his mind, allowing him to reattach his fake grin that he kept for everyone else. Gaara was no Orochimaru; at least he could be grateful of that. Besides, he had a sexy Uchiha to see after this hour to meet up with for lunch.
Good way to stay positive Uzamaki, think of your soon to be boyfriend.
His fake smile broadened as he stepped into class, closing the simple wooden door behind him and Gaara, and quickened his pace to make his way to a window seat and day dream about…a certain raven…
