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He looks at me, expecting me to say something. I didn't ask a question though, when I called out his name, I just said it. It wasn't like I was about to start up a conversation with him just because I said his name. Though I do wonder why he's so sad…

I might as well ask; he's not psychic. I cock my head at him and bring my hands up to his chest, running my fingers along the curves of his chest. I hadn't really paid attention to how well his body was formed. He must work out a lot. I don't, I'm just skinny. From lack of sleep and not eating too much.

"Why do you look sad?" I ask Sasuke. He gives me a look, like he didn't even notice that he looked like that to begin with.

"When? When did I look sad?" I glare at him. I hate to talk, and he's not going to get it out of me anytime soon. I continue to run my hands over his form.

"When you opened my pants."

"That wasn't a sad look… It was… A contemplative look." He tries to smile it off and fails miserably. He's worse then Naruto at that.

"Then continue." I say, dropping my hands to the bed to rest on the sheets. I lay motionless, still watching the boy above me closely.

Sasuke stares at me for a moment. His eyes calculating and I again try to figure out what he's thinking again. He then goes back to what he was doing before hand, reaching for my dick.

My eyes widen and my body tingles as he brushes against it lightly with his palm, his hands under my boxers and pulling them off. Why is a lying to me? Why can't he just tell me why he was sad? I know sadness; he can't try to hide that from me when he looks so beautiful with that look across his face.

… BEAUTIFUL?!

Excuse me while I have a mental breakdown.

I'm taken away from my thoughts when wetness surrounds me. I gasp, not being able to stop my voice as I grab his hair, arching. That must have looked weird, I mused. He must think I'm a virgin now. Which I am, don't get me wrong.

I lock eyes with Sasuke and we stare at each other for a while, his mouth still working around my flesh.

A sinking feeling enters my stomach.

Is this right? Why is he doing this? Is he a slut? Why with me? Why am I questioning this?!

His mouth continues to work on me and I tug on his hair in pleasure, needing to hold onto something. His pace quickens as my hold tightens. His left hand grabs my sack as his right goes to the base of my cock to hold it while he licks the side. I can't remove my eyes from the scene. It's so erotic and makes my stomach twists into knots.

Sasuke sits up a little and smirks at me. I watch him slightly confused.

What is he doing?

"Wan to go all the way?" He asks me.

Wasn't expecting that.

Aren't you supposed to have at least two dates first?

"No." His smirk drops and he gives me a small glare.

"Why not?"

Shit… Why not?

Because I don't know you. This is the first time I've ever even seen you. Because I don't want to loose my virginity to a stranger!

I refuse to answer and stare into those onyx eyes. Is he thinking that there is something to gain from this?

"Gaara… Why did you agree to come to my house?" He asks. I have no idea! That's what I wanted to scream but never would. Why did I agree to come to his house? I have no idea. Well, there was that fact that I was blocked… And his constant talking.

In short, I was curious.

"Curious." There's another one-word answer. All he needs to cock his head at me in confusion. He shrugs before letting his breath ghost upon my shaft as I tingle in anticipation.

His mouth once again covers me in the warmth that I can't get enough of. I had just shot him down about having sex with him and he still wants to get me off? I hope he knows I might not return the favor.

His head begins to pick up to its original pace as I moan out lightly on the bed. My hips lift up to meet with his mouth and my hands move back to his hair, fisting it once more. These sensations are amazing… Never has my hand been this good.

I can feel my peak nearing and I wonder if I should warn Sasuke so he doesn't choke and die. Something tells me he's done this before and could take it though. I've been panting, my body's heat rising. His hands are on my thighs, trying to keep me from chocking him. I let a smirk grace my lips. He's basically letting himself be used by me.

I let my thoughts go as I explode into Sasuke's open mouth, moaning out his name lightly. He muffles a sound as he swallows. I'm still looking down at him, staring at his face. His eyes are closed right now in concentration I guess, lapping up my essence.

Damn… That was good.

I let myself fall back onto the bed, my hands leaving Sasuke's raven locks.

"Did you like?" He moves upwards, looming over me. I had let my eyes drift shut as I tried to regulate my breathing. I feel the weight on the bed shift as he moved his face towards mine and gives me a peck on the lips. I don't respond.

I hear a sad sigh. Why's he sad now? He picked me up off the street. Does he expect an 'I love you' from me?

"Yes," I whisper out, a few minutes later. "What time is it?" I'm already not home, I need to be home for dinner or I will get in big trouble. Sasuke shifts in bed, pulling his cell out of his pocket.

"It's almost 4… Do you want my brother to take you home right now?" He asks, his gaze not meeting mine. I don't say anything, waiting for him to look at me. I'm still sprawled out on the bed, relaxing now.

I don't really want to leave until he's told me what he wants from sucking me off. It's not like I'm throwing myself at him with need or anything. He's such a confusing person to deal with. I really need to know now, why he wanted me over and why he said I was beautiful. He could be a stalker or he could be just an impulsive person instead. Either one is an answer I'm looking for. Well, there is still the possibility that he's messing with me. Like this is some sort of sick dare that he decided would be nice to tag along in. Still, that doesn't seem likely because he sucked me off, not vise versa.

Again: Lost in my thoughts.

Leave a message.

But, he's looking at me now.

He gives me a blank look, almost like he wants me to say something. Oh yeah, he did ask a question, right? Just before I went off on an inner tangent of calculating thoughts. Okay… On with my life.

"No. Talk." There, answered his question and probably confused the hell out of him at the same time.

"What do you want me to talk about?"

"Why."

No question, just a statement.

"Why I called you beautiful?"

Close enough, so I give him a nod.

"Because you are…" He smirks at me, getting closer again. I know he's going to kiss me, so I lean in as well. The pressure on my lips is nice and a repeat of the sensation would be pleasant.

We mold our lips together for a few seconds, long enough for him to get what he wants. He pulls away but stays close, a pleased smile on his lips.

"I've wanted to approach you since you beat Lee in the karate tournament. I never had the courage though." I muse over this. That was only a month ago and I'm not sure why he'd want to suck me off after such a bloody match. Lee and I had a bloody battle that got us both in detention even though the school was the one that decided to put us together. It didn't turn out well.

Lee made me mad within a few seconds of the round. His laughter and joyfulness about the 'Spring Time of Youth' sent me in to a rage that I couldn't come out of until he was under me and bleeding from various wounds with two broken bones; an arm and a leg.

That fight would be one of the many reasons why I don't have many friends. I knew Sasuke was in the karate tournament too, but I didn't get to fight him because I was kicked out after the fight with Lee; for good.

Sucks… I know.

I can't get away with beating the shit out of people anymore.

Back to Sasuke wanting to get in my pants after I almost kill a kid.

"Why?" I wonder if he knows what I'm asking.

"Because… Seeing you will blood all over your hands and that crazed look on your face made me… hot…" His breath is on my ear. It sending shivers down my spine and turning me on again. Wow… Does this make me a sucker? Falling so quickly just because he thinks it's hot that I'm covered in blood?

He begins to work on me again, his hands mapping out my body and sending such pleasant waves throughout me.

I don't know why I hurt Lee the way I did. Something came over me and I need to see him bleed. It must be a fetish of mine because I loved it. I loved the feeling of his blood on my skin. The way his eyes looked at me when I smiled and continued to make him bleed.

If I could have… I might have killed him there and then. It would have been easy. He wasn't that strong, just fast. But my defenses are amazing, as our instructor said before. Mind you, I didn't leave without a scratch. Lee did get me good, just not in the way that I tore him apart. Thinking about this makes he run my hands down Sasuke's back.

I wished I would see him bleed. I wish I could see that pained expression on his face as he looks up at me. Slight confusion and slight fear with a tad bit of wonder mixed in. My fantasy is warped though. I can see that expression of confusion and fear change into one of lust and need.

I hear him gasp and I look down, pulled from my thoughts.

He's looking up at me with that face I was just imagining; the one with confusion and fear. I jump a little, wondering what's wrong.

"Why did you make me bleed?" he asks as I feel something wet on my hands. I pull them up; looking at my fingernails and the blood liquid that stains them. Fear grips my heart.

I push at Sasuke's chest, moving from under him and pulling my pants up. I grab my bag and my shirt, not bothering to look at Sasuke as I make my way from his room and shut the door behind me.

How could I have done that?! I hurt him without even realizing it!

I'm not even sure why I'm so upset about it. I wanted him to bleed! What makes me so scared of it after the fact? Because! I'm sick for wanting to see blood on his skin! For wanting to feel in on my own! Even mingling with my own!

I can feel my hands shaking as I try to make my way through his house. I stop for a second to pull on my shirt, hearing footsteps near me. I look up to see a man dressed in a silk bathrobe walking up to me.

This must be Sasuke's brother. They look so much alike. I'll need a ride home so I bow my head at him, trying to show my respect. I don't know the guy and I don't want my dad to be too mad at me for being late if I walk.

"Hello…" Uchiha-bro says to me as I lift my head to regard him.

"Hello." I say back before I'm thrown against the wall by a very strong hand. I clench my eyes shut in pain. Uchiha-bro was much stronger then I thought was possible on this man!

Umm… Why is he getting close to my face?!

My eyes snap open as his breath ghosts upon my lips.

WHAT?!

Commence mental breakdown!! 3… 2…He's