Love in the Sand

Chapter 4

"What's going on Itachi-san?" Gaara whispered into his ear, staring at the two other Akatsuki members. Itachi stared at Gaara with an expression of sympathy. Just the way Gaara asked his question made Itachi think of Gaara as if he were a cute little boy.

"You've fallen into one of Deidara's traps. Your just lucky that it didn't explode." Itachi turned his gaze to Deidara for a second. Itachi took a quick glance at Tobi,
"...Gaara, could you go with Deidara for a minute. I need to have a talk with Tobi. Oh and Deidara…be careful with him. If I find one single scratch on him…"

"Don't worry so much." replied Deidara smirking. Itachi gave him a warning stare as he suddenly disappeared. Tobi gave an elated squeak of joy and disappeared as well.

"Seems like Itachi ditched you." Deidara laughed now standing next to Gaara, annoyed. Gaara didn't reply. He felt too awkward with Deidara. Deidara stared at Gaara steadily becoming more and more annoyed that Itachi had left him alone without even explaining what was happening. He sighed and leaned against a large tree. Gaara looked away from the blond man, trapped in his own confusing thoughts. Is this real? Gaara was lost in thought, he didn't understand. He used to think of Itachi of just another S-class criminal, a cold hearted killer...like he used to be. Gaara ran his long fingers over the bandage Itachi had placed on his neck. He pulled his hand back, the tips of his fingers were lightly covered in blood. He rubbed the blood between his fingers watching it spread all around his pale hand.

"I heard you last night." Deidara was suddenly behind Gaara with cold breath hitting against his neck.

"Wha-what?" Gaara eyes widened slightly.

"I even heard Itachi moan…but you totally overpowered his voice." Deidara whispered, his fingers grazed around Gaara's neck softly to his lips. He stroked them lightly, watching as they parted open.
"I've never heard Itachi moan like that before. The sensual sound of his voice gets me
aroused. Don't you agree...Gaara?" Deidara removed his hand and stepped back slowly and stared at him with a sly smirk.
Gaara wasn't sure what Deidara was trying to get at. What did he mean by before? Was there someone else before him? Who was he? Gaara was starting to get frustrated. He fell directly into Deidara's trap...again. Gaara's body stiffened. His neck and leg started to hurt even more than before. What is going on..?
Gaara coughed into his pale hand. Red hot drops of blood sprinkled his shaking hand. His eyelids felt heavy, his mind felt blank. He turned to Deidara. Deidara was laughing maniacally, as he watched Gaara fall down with a loud 'thump'.
"Gaara!" Itachi ran out of the woods towards Gaara.
"I-Itachi?..." Gaara fainted.
LaterWhere am I? Why is it so...warm? Questions suddenly filled Gaara's mind. Everything was still blank, but his other sense had returned. His body now felt nice and warm. The cuts on his neck and leg didn't hurt anymore. But none of that mattered to Gaara right now. All he wanted to know was were Itachi was. Gaara's eyes flew open,
"Itachi!"
"Well good morning sleepy head." A light voice replied. This voice, was defiantly not Itachi's. Gaara turned his head as saw a blue haired figure. He didn't recognize this girl, but from her coat, he could tell she was part of the Akatsuki.
"Who are you? Where is Itachi?" Gaara questioned. He sat up from the soft bed he now lay in. His neck and arm was covered in bandages, along with his leg. A light colored red blanket laid on top of him, the source of his warmth. Gaara looked around the room, the room was very plan. The walls were white and the floor was made out of an expensive marble. Only one single white dresser laid at the far end of the room.
"Hmpm! Well you must know, I'm Konan." The blue haired girl announced. She walked over to were Gaara lay from the other side of the room. She placed her hand down on Gaara's chest and gently pushed him down.
"You should rest. It seems like Deidara was experimenting with Sasori's poisons again when he launched that trap on you." Gaara recalled the name Sasori. Naruto had spoken of him before, he was the member of the Akatsuki who killed Sakura. ((HAHA I CHANGED IT!))
Konan looked at the door for a moment then shifted her attention back to Gaara.
"Well it was nice meeting you, Gaara-kun. But, I shall be off now. It appears you have a visitor."
Konan disappeared, only a small piece of paper left in her place. Gaara sat upright again, and looked over at the door. The door slowly cracked open,
"...Gaara?" Gaara heard the worried voice of Itachi.
"Itachi...!" Gaara muttered he tried to stand up but he was too weak. Itachi walked over to the bed. He was wearing a black turtle neck sweater, and tight dark blue jeans. Itachi looked at Gaara and closed his eyes, frustrated.
"I...I'm sorry Gaara. I should have known better..." Itachi shook his head ashamed of himself and sat at the edge of the bed. Itachi's trembling hands balled up into fists.
"I promise you...He will suffer...I will-"
"Itachi ...stop." Gaara interjected. Itachi's fists loosened, he looked deeply into Gaara's sea foam green eyes. Gaara began to say something, but Itachi stopped him, pressing his warm smooth lips against his. Gaara's eyes widen, he stared confused. This feeling...What is it? Gaara felt strange. His heart was pounding, his whole body felt weak under this man's gentle touch. Gaara shut his eyes, as a small tear fell from his the dark outline of his eye.
Itachi slowly crawled up the bed until he was over top of Gaara, his warm body hovering above the red haired kaze's small, fragile body. Itachi lightly brushed his right hand against Gaara's neck bandage, slowly moving down feeling the roughness of the white bandages. Itachi felt wholly responsible for the cause of his injuries. All he wanted to do was hold his , long waited for, lover in his arms. Never letting anyone separate them.

Itachi pulled away from the kiss, he looked at Gaara with a passionate look. Itachi tenderly moved his over grown red bangs away from his pale face so he could see Gaara better. Itachi lightly pecked Gaara on his the side of his forehead where the 'love' symbol graced.
Gaara, was enjoying this feeling of...love. He adored it, all he wanted to be with Itachi forever. But why? At one point Itachi practically killed him, and didn't even try to save him. How did Itachi fall in love with him? Gaara really didn't know why, but at the moment, he doesn't care. Maybe it was just fate that brought Itachi to Gaara that night.
Itachi had now rid of his clothing, and was gently hanging over Gaara's abdomen, licking around his navel. Gaara vigorously blushing, moaned lightly at the erotic feel of Itachi against his tender flesh. He had dug his fingers into the soft surface of the bed, trying his hardest to hold back his moans, knowing others must around since Konan was just here. Itachi rubbed the edges of the boxers Gaara was wearing, Konan had probably supplied them to him. He slowly pulled them off. Gaara flinched at the sudden feeling of cold air against his, rather sensitive area.
Itachi grabbed the hardening organ and sensually began rubbing it. Gaara stiffened and accidentally let out a moan. Itachi started to roughen his touch against the long, hard cock. I few drops of pre-cum leaked out of the top of the head, Itachi arched his back down so his upper body became closer to Gaara's lower. He licked the cum off of his lover's member lustfully. Gaara bit down on his lip, trying so hard not to moan. His breathing was becoming heavier with the amazing feeling overcoming him. Itachi slowly wrapped his mouth around just the head of his cock. He closed his eyes and swirled his tongue around it, feeling it tense up. Itachi, wanting to hear his lover moan, lightly bit down on the head. Gaara immediately let out a moan at the exotic feeling of pain. He balled his hands into fists as pure, blissful pleasure shot down the entire length of his body. Itachi enclosed Gaara's entire cock inside his mouth. He swirled his tongue around it, he let out a small hum of pleasure. Itachi doesn't moan very often, so when Gaara heard Itachi moan it sent an erotic shiver throughout his body.
He let out a lustful moan arching his back down, the sensational feeling tingling through all his body. Itachi sucked down on his cock harder sucking in a thrusting rhythm, twirling his tongue around the head. Gaara's moans became louder and louder, Itachi no longer caring who heard them. Itachi could feel his cock also hardening, he grabbed his own and started rubbing his own thick shaft with his left hand. Itachi bit down again, harder than before.
"I-Itachi!" Gaara gasped, his panting breath giving an exotic sound to his voice.
Warm creamy fluid rushed into Itachi mouth. Itachi softly moaned again and licked up all the cum from around Gaara's cock.

A faint knocking sound came from the door.