Cheat

by Interrogated Pyjamas


Warning: Language, Yaoi, Shounen-Ai, Boy/Boy, M/M.

Disclaimers: I don't own anything mentioned in this fic xD

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Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Fix You by Coldplay


I followed the flesh on Gaara's arm up to the top of his finger, which was carelessly flung in the direction of the door. Grasping what he was attempting to say in a roundabout was, I looked towards the door. Aw fuck, we'd been caught, not good. There wasn't any light coming from the hallway, so all I could see was a dark shadow of a person, I just hoped it was no one that knew me.

After a few seconds of both parties staring at each other awkwardly, my eyes finally adjusted to the light, and I could take in the appearance of the figure before me. He was short, wearing dark blue Levi skinny jeans and one of those green checked cowboy type shirts with a gray cardigan done up over it. His feet were clad in converses, nice one's too, bright lime green with a skater type of pattern across them. Whoever he was, he was looking at us with pure fear, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes. He slumped slightly, almost as if he was sighing at the sight before him.

I trailed my gaze up from his feet towards his face. Tanned mocha skin, vibrant blond hair, endless blue eyes. He was hot, he looked familiar though. He ran. Why was he crying? Why did he run away? I got up from my place on top of Gaara and watched the now open door as it swung slightly. Why did he look so familiar?

I sobered suddenly. Naruto. Oh shit. No, no way, the person that walked in on us was the last person on Earth I would ever want to know if I even thought about something like this. I'd lose him if I was thinking about other people, but now, now I'd actually done it. I'd cheated on the love of my life.

I threw my trousers on, not bothering about my shirt, as I ran after him screaming his name. It seemed Gaara was aswell. Gaara. I didn't know what to think about him at the moment, sure it was all my fault, I started it, but he kept it going. None of us stopped to think of the damage we could cause.

I was running down the stairs now, people partying were staring at me and Gaara, then back towards the door in confusion. I screamed the blond's name, I was breaking down. What would he do? He wouldn't hurt himself, would he? I burst through the door, following him yet not really knowing where he was going. My bare feet pounded against the tarmac of the pavement and the night's wind lashed at my bare chest. He was gone, slipped from my eyesight, I didn't know where he'd gone. I fell to my knees, sobbing, I wailed his name. What was I meant to do now?

I walked back. I felt numb, I'd crushed the heart of the only person I'd ever truly loved. Not only that but I'd crushed his friendship with his best friend, and I'd done it just because I couldn't control my hormones. I wasn't worthy of Naruto, he was so pure, so innocent. Flashes of images floated into my mind; Naruto smiling, Naruto laughing, giggling,wriggling, running, spinning... Naruto, Naruto, Naruto. He wasn't mine anymore, was he? I'd destroyed anything I could ever had had with him, in the space of about fifteen minutes. Fifteen hormone crazed minutes destroyed my life.

Okay, so maybe they didn't 'destroy my life', but they sure as hell made it crap. By the time I got to the party, everyone was crowded round Gaara, some angry, others forgiving. I opened to door, faced with pitiful gazes from almost every single party-goer. I felt awful, where was he now? What if he was lost, I wasn't there to guide him?

I missed him already, I collapsed to the ground and leaned against the now closed door, my body wracked with sobs. I'd never be able to hug his slim frame again. I'd never be able to kiss those full pink lips ever again. I'd never be able to see that enchanting smile thrown in my face again. He wasn't mine, he was up for grabs, for all I knew he could have bumped into someone else while he was running and instantly fell in love. That's how paranoid I was.

Gaara came and sat beside me, he looked really guilty, like he thought it was all his fault or something. I just smiled to reassure him it wasn't. It was mine. I started it, I cheated on my boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend now. I suppose I'm single now. I hate it. All I want is to be wrapped in his sweet arms, to be able to lay with him, to be able to kiss him and talk to him and whisper sweet nothings into his ear. Why did I ever try to pressurize him into doing anything? Why did I just take what I had for granted? I suppose it's true; you never no what you've got until you've lost it. People were talking around me as I emerged from my seemingly depressive thoughts.

"Where could he have gone?" a voice sounded in question, "all of his friends are here, aren't they?"

"No," another replied, "Kiba and his girlfriend, Hinata I think her name is, they're having a night in. and that Neji guy, he never comes to these sorts of things, I'm sure he'd be at home too."

"Right," the voice from before replied, "I'll find this Kiba person in the phonebook, what's his surname?"

"Inuzuba," the other replied, "but there's no need, I have it in my mobile. Good job I did track when I had the chance, eh?" After a while of fumbling, the phone was passed to me, as the two in question shepherded me into a separate room from the rest of the party. At least they respected a man's privacy. I fidgeted in anticipation as the dial tone rang, half expecting it to turn to answering machine any minute. After a while, it was answered.

'Hello, Inuzuba household, this is Hinata speaking?'

"Hinata..." I replied, she seemed to recognize my voice at once as she questioned me.

'Sasuke, what did you do to him?' That was what I loved about Hinata, she could stay calm in almost any situation, I don't think I've ever seen her remotely angry. But still, it was hard to say what I'd done without breaking down myself.

"Well...," I started, "I, well I, I'm sorry." It was hopeless, I couldn't say it, as much as I wanted to, the thought of saying it made my eyes tear up and my heart start jumping. It was stupid, I did it, but I couldn't even face it.

'What did you do?' Hinata replied, she seemed a little edgy and impatient. I told her, I told her everything; from the tension to the willingness Gaara held, to the fact I now felt shit. With the slightest bit of luck, she might have told him I missed him, I needed him, I couldn't live without him. Obviously Lady Luck wasn't on my side.

"YOU DID WHAT?!" she screamed down the phone, it was the only ever time I'd heard her even slightly raise her voice. Okay, so so far I've upset both Gaara and Hinata, ruined the party of the year, gotten myself drunk, cheated on my boyfriend, and lost the only thing I've ever truly loved. Damn.

She was screaming, shouting, hurling abuse, none of it made any difference. All it boiled down to was the fact I'd cheated on my only love. He probably hated me now.

I was trying to get a word in edgeways, but the things she was saying just left me stunned. He's not even talking you prick … You're so lucky he isn't suicidal now ... How could you? He loves you, you know he does! … If you do love him, you've just lost him to the urge to pound yourself into some innocent guy's ass. That wasn't the worst, the worst of them all slashed through me like a shard of hot ice, stopping my heart and making my eyes rim with tears. You ought to feel proud about yourself, she had whispered after she calmed down, because he's lost the will to live. Lost the will to live? Not only have I upset countless people, ruined countless people's nights, and cheated on my boyfriend. I've made him lose the will to live.

I heard movement in the background as someone else took control of the phone. Listening in I heard their conversation.

"Hinata," the voice on the other end on the phone whispered soothingly, "could you get Naru some coffee, he needs it." Naruto was there, he was right there in the very same room as whoever was on the phone. Maybe if I shouted he'd hear me. I screamed his name down the phone, but the only reply I got was a faint broken sob. He was crying. He was crying because of me. He was crying because of me and there was nothing I could so about it.

I never expected so many people to like this fic.
Scary...
Mehhhh

I dunno about this chapter, I don't like it very much.
Ah well, what's done is done.

More chapters to come in the near future.
Merry Christmas peoples xD

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