Lemon addiction alert, I think we may have a problem.
Chibi-Gaara: Speak for yourself! -pulls his shirt off and tackles Chibi-Sasuke- WOO!
Chibi-Sasuke: OHMIGAWD! -falls down- o.o;
Chibi-Gaara: UNF!
Me: …Oh my! Uh, ah, LOOK AWAY! -shoves the camera away and it falls over- Shit. Oh yeah, since I forgot the disclaimer a few times (WHY DID YOU NOT REMIND ME, CONSTANT READER!), here it is. Don't own, don't sue.
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Gaara sighed, watching the clock intently. Lunchtime(1). Lunchtime. Lunchtime. Come ON! BE LUNCHTIME ALREADY! He glared at the offending timepiece and sighed. I'm hungry…He shook his head and returned to his doodle of their bald, slightly frightening teacher. He had a squid attached to his head, and the words in the speech-bubble read "SWEET ZOMBiE CHRiST iTS EATiN MY BRAiN". The redhead sighed and glared up at the clock again.
A small snort of laughter came from beside him, and he looked over at Naruto. The blonde had a hand over his mouth and was repressing a fit of giggles. Apparently he had looked down at his little doodle. Gaara smiled slightly and turned the paper over. "First, draw an S(2), for snake," he whispered, and Naruto gave another snort of laughter. Gaara did in fact draw an S, knowing that the rest of the instruction was unnecessary.
A few moments later, after adding all the majesty, Gaara's newest little doodle was complete. He sighed and made a little doodle of the silver-haired boy in front of him. He was just adding the glasses as the bell rang. Gaara flipped his binder open, tucked the page inside one of the pockets, stood up and headed for the door, carrying the 3-ring with him. The front was a mess of stickers, doodles, and other random things, the most prominent 'thing' being a large Panic! At The Disco sticker.
"Wait for me," came the low, sultry voice of Sasuke and Gaara turned halfway around, surveying him with cold eyes. He chided himself internally, telling himself not to keep the mask up around his new boyfriend, and made his look soften a bit. He even let the faintest of smiles grace his features. The younger boy picked his own binder up and followed Naruto and Sasuke out the door. The blonde avoided looking at Sasuke, still unable to figure out exactly what he felt for him. Sasuke frowned briefly, then looked over to Gaara. His eyebrows rose slightly and a smile ghosted across his own lips. Gaara took his hand, lacing their fingers again, and lead him towards the lockers.
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"You're a pig, Gaara," Naruto said with a grin as he watched his redheaded friend cram cookies down his gullet. The psycho in question stopped for a moment, looked at Naruto, swallowed his mouthful of cookie and then belched loudly in his face. "Gaara!" Naruto exclaimed, his face contorting into a little moue of disgust. "That's gross!"
"Hmba mmf roo," Gaara said, spraying crumbs all over Naruto, then shoving another cookie into his mouth.
Sasuke watched this with slightly sickened interest. Gaara is completely freaking nuts, he thought and smiled at Gaara's expression of dismay when he discovered he had devoured all of his cookies, which he had swiped from Naruto. He made a low, disappointed 'humm' then brushed all the crumbs off of his face. He looked over at Sasuke and glared slightly.
"…What?" he asked and Sasuke just shook his head, smirking. Gaara 'hmph'ed and crossed his arms across his chest. Sasuke continued to look at him, ignoring his own lunch.
As a rule, Sasuke didn't eat much. He rather liked the feeling of emptiness inside him, thinking it was perfect for someone like him. Someone tainted by darkness. Someone impure. But he didn't think Gaara should replicate his eating habits. "Was that all you're going to eat?" he asked, his smirk widening.
"…Yes, mother," Gaara growled, his head tilted down and away from the darker haired boy.
Sasuke sighed and picked his own lunch up, examining it. It was a green egg and ham sandwich. Itachi makes some interesting food sometimes, he thought, looking over at Gaara. "You really should eat more." He pulled the sandwich in half and held one part out to him. "Here."
Gaara took it and looked at it for a moment. "…These eggs are green," he observed, and Sasuke smiled.
"Yeah. My brother made green eggs and half for dinner last night. He's an… interesting chef," he said, taking a bite of his own half to encourage his boyfriend.
Gaara looked down at it for a moment, then took a tentative bite. His eyes widened a little. OMG I taste ham! He began to rapidly eat, the growling emptiness inside his stomach welcoming the much-needed nourishment. Sasuke chuckled and took another bite, eating a lot slower than Gaara.
"Hmm," Gaara sighed, looking thoughtful for a moment. Thirsty now. He looked over at Naruto and smirked, stealing his juice box while he was occupied with his food. The blonde reached down to grab it and then looked down when he didn't feel it. He then looked up at Gaara, who was currently drinking the juice.
"M…My juice!" Naruto squeaked in horror, and Gaara just smirked, the straw making an empty sucking noise. He handed the empty container back to Naruto, and Sasuke thought, That's fast…I wonder if he sucks that good on other things. He smirked and shook his head, taking another bite of his half a sandwich.
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"…What do you want, Kabuto?" Gaara growled at the whitish-silver haired boy standing in front of him. The older boy and his two lackeys, Dosu and Zaku, stood in front of Sasuke and Gaara. Naruto had excused himself and run home by himself, and they were headed for Sasuke's house.
"Are you a fag?" the older boy growled, crossing his arms and glaring at Gaara from behind his glasses. Gaara glared back even more coldly and took a step forward.
"What if I am? What are you going to do about it?" he snarled, his hand slipping inside his pocket and grasping a long, slender, black object.
"First, we're gonna take that little queer beside you to your father and tell him that he's you're boyfriend," Kabuto said, and Zaku and Dosu stepped forward, glaring at Sasuke. The dark haired boy took half a step back. Gaara stretched an arm across his chest, protecting him from the two.
"Just you fucking try to touch him," the redhead snarled, pulling the object out of his pocket. He pressed the small, silver button on it, and a long, silver, sharply pointed blade extended from it. It was a switchblade; a long, deadly switchblade. "I will cut you to motherfucking pieces if you so much as lay a hand on him."
"Woah! Kabuto!" Zaku said, putting his hands up and taking a couple steps back. "Let's get the fuck out of here!" With that, he turned and ran, Dosu following close behind. Kabuto glared at Gaara, then at Sasuke, clearly afraid. He took a step back, muttered something that sounded suspiciously like "fucking fags" and ran.
Gaara sighed and let his arm drop from in front of Sasuke. He thumbed the button on the handle of the blade, and it retracted back into it. He slipped it back into his pocket, then turned and looked up at Sasuke. A peculiar mix of emotions was on the Uchiha's face: surprise, fear, admiration, and relief. "Gaara, I… I thought they were really going to hurt me," he said sheepishly, a faint blush crossing his pale skin. He slipped his arms around Gaara's slim waist and rested his head against the psychopath's shoulder. "Thanks…"
"…You don't have to thank me," he said, turning Sasuke's face so his cold, jade eyes were looking steadily into the deep pools of black that were Sasuke's sweet, large eyes. "I just did what I had to. I'll never let anyone hurt you. I promise…" With that, he gently placed his lips over Sasuke's, and smirked inwardly as his boyfriend seemed to swoon against him.
His lips parted quickly and Sasuke's tongue was suddenly licking Gaara's lips, begging for entry. Gaara's own lips parted, his tongue snaking out to touch and caress the younger boy's. They fought for dominance, and of course the redhead let Sasuke win. He let Sasuke's tongue enter his mouth, then gently sucked it, causing the black haired one to moan softly. That small noise aroused Gaara, and he reluctantly pulled away. "…Let's get to your house before we continue," he whispered into Sasuke's ear. "I promise, it will be worth the wait, unless you want to have sex right here, on the street."
Sasuke voiced a little whimper at the stirring in his pants those words and the feeling of Gaara's warm breath ghosting over his skin caused. He grabbed Gaara's hand and quickly led the boy along the street, almost running. Gaara couldn't help but laugh at Sasuke, and that sound served only to turn the Uchiha in question on more.
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(1) A brief note: Here are the Naruto boys' schedules and their teachers!
Naruto:
1: English - Umino Iruka
2: Spanish – Sarutobi Asuma
3: Science – Hatake Kakashi
4: History/Homeroom – Morino Ibiki
-Lunch-
5: PE – Mitarashi Anko
6: Geography/Natural History – Maito Gai
7: Math – Aburame Shibi
Gaara and Sasuke:
1: English – Umino Iruka
2: Spanish – Sarutobi Asuma
3: Science – Hatake Kakashi
4: History/Homeroom – Morino Ibiki
-Lunch-
5: Gaara: Art – Yuhi Kurenai
Greenhouse (every other day) – Nara Shikaku
Sasuke: Art - Yuhi Kurenai
Computer Science (every other day) - Hatake Kakashi
6: Geography/Natural History – Maito Gai
7: Math – Aburame Shibi
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