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Yoru: This one is for Jade Hitachiin.

Kuronue: Interesting pick. Very non-canon.

Yoru: (flexes fingers) Always a joy to write.

Third: Gaara x Sasuke – Soul Mate
Pulse pounding

Heart skipping

Every other beat

You're staring

What are you

Doing, move your feet!

Gaara hated dance clubs with a passion.

He was only here because his idiot brother wanted to go clubbing and Temari wouldn't go with him. So he grabbed Gaara and out they went.

Kankarou was out on the floor somewhere, probably dancing with some cheap whore. Gaara snorted into his drink; what an idiot.

Suddenly, something – or someone – caught his eye.

Nothing's gonna keep you

From getting what you want

Move those hips, those hands, that ass

Or the party never starts

Gaara was oblivious to the music as he watched the dancers, or rather one in particular. A slim, raven-haired beauty with a majestic, almost crimson glare danced alone in the center, the other patrons giving him a wide berth. He spotted Kankarou out of the corner of his eye as his brother fell on the stool beside him.

"Wow, it's something out there."

"Kankarou, who is that?" Gaara pointed to the boy in the middle of the floor. Kankarou squinted, then shook his head.

"That's Uchiha Sasuke. Comes every weekend, never lets anyone dance with him. The rumor is, he's searching for a particular partner. Some say he's looking for his perfect one, others say it's just for his soul mate. Whatever the case, I guess they have to be able to dance."

Gaara was up and moving toward the floor almost before Kankarou was finished talking. His eyes were fixed on Sasuke, who ignored him completely, in fact turning his back. Gaara didn't hesitate; he grabbed the slim hips and began to move with Sasuke, not caring about the gasps and murmurs that arose around them.

He felt Sasuke turn and kept his eyes on his prize's, meeting glare for glare. Sasuke's eyes narrowed, but Gaara only leaned down and captured the rosy lips with his own. Those eyes shot open wide as Gaara used the shock to invade the cinnamon cavern.

Gaara was in ecstasy. He could ask for no more perfect moment than this. Tongue buried in Sasuke's mouth, one hand still gripping the hips, the other buried in soft raven hair. Already the other boy's hands were wrapped around his neck and his tongue was dancing with Gaara's even as their bodies moved as one.

Finally they pulled away from the kiss, both red and panting.

"Who are you?"

"Sabaku no Gaara."

"You clearly know me. How did you know I wouldn't push you away?"

"I just did."

They watched each other for a moment, their bodies no longer moving but still locked together. Gaara could have sworn that Sasuke was perfect in every way.

"Sasuke, what are you looking for?"

"What have you heard?"

"That you were looking for your perfect one, or your soul mate." Gaara leaned down and rested his head in the junction of Sasuke's neck and shoulder, feeling the boy's hand run into his hair gently.

"The truth is much more than that."

"Tell me." Gaara kissed the side of Sasuke's neck, relishing the taste of sugar under salty sweat.

"I was just looking for someone to love."

"May it be me?" Gaara pulled away from Sasuke's neck to rest his forehead against the other boy's.

"Of course."

Love is in the air

Your heart is on the run

Keep the pulsing going strong

Dance like there's no morning sun