I wandered around Suna, trying to clear my mind. All I can think about was what me and Sasuke…

"Fuck!" Just the thought's enough to make my lungs burn and my heart heave. It's still too much- too much to process. He has me by the balls now, otherwise Gaara will-

Gaara. Oh, God. How can I face him after what happened? After what I did to him? I cheated on Gaara, whether I knew it or not and of course it had to be with Sasuke, one of the few people Gaara genuinely hated from the depths of his soul.

Great! Now I'm crying in public. I sit down on the curb with my head in hands and let the tears go. "Idiot…I'm such an idiot."

"Yes, you are. But don't get so bent out of shape over it."

I look up and see Sakura standing above me, smiling. Her smile fell when she saw my face. "What's wrong, Naruto?" Tears burned in my eyes; my bottom lip quivered.

"Sakura…I really messed things up this time."

She sits next to me and holds me. I cry on her shoulder. "Don't cry, Naruto. Don't cry," her hand pats my wild hair down. "Now, tell me what happened."

"You have to tell him at some point, Naruto. And the sooner the better because if Gaara finds out about this on his own, it'll be worse for your relationship," Sakura had told me.

I know what she said was right, but still…how do I tell a guy like Gaara- a guy that already doesn't trust 96% of the world- that I "accidentally" slept with a guy like Sasuke (it's even harder to tell because it isn't just a guy like Sasuke, it is Sasuke) after he left?

I sigh loudly. I'm in front of our home. It's now or never; however I say it, I'll say it now. The truth.

When I open the door, there is no sign of life. It's like no one's been inside to disturb the furniture.

Instead of calling for Gaara, I sneak around the house, peeking through doors and around corners.

Eventually, I found my red head lying in bed under the black sheets. His eyes are closed.

I walk over to him, crawl to his side. "Gaara?"

At first he doesn't move, then slowly his eyes open.

"You didn't answer my calls," he says softly.

I curl into him. "My phone died last night." It's true and to make up for the guilt I feel, I pull out the phone. Its screen is black and doesn't respond to my fingers. "See?"

But he doesn't say anything back. He doesn't even look at me.

"Why didn't you come home last night, Naruto?"

"I- I was really messed up. Think it was something I ate."

Now his eyes roll to mine. "And?"

Here it is! The perfect opening. I just have to say "and I think there was some kind of drug in the food and Sasuke took me upstairs and had his way with me!"

I lick my lips as he keeps staring at me. "The-the food…I think, uh…there was, um-"

A heavy knock interrupted my stammering.

We don't move for a minute, only stare into each other's eyes before I before I decide to answer he door. "I-I'll be right back."

Gaara doesn't respond- honestly it looks like he isn't even breathing.

My chest is tight; hiding the truth hurts, but probably not as much as telling it.

The person at the door knocks one more time before I get there.

"Can I help you?" I ask automatically.

"Well, I hope so, you little brat. After all I do for you-"

My eyes pop open. I know that voice! "Jiraya?!"

He laughs. "Who else? C'mere, runt!"

"Gramps, you're back!" And I run into his arms. He's been gone for almost a year- I mean, sure he wrote letters and sent money, but it's not the same as seeing him.

Jiraya holds me for a while then lets go to walk around the house. "Wow. It looks like you actually cleaned the place."

I laugh. I was going to say "that's because Gaara wouldn't stay in the place if he couldn't see the floor" but then I realized that Jiraya doesn't even know Gaara.

"Uh, um, Gramps, I gotta' - I gotta' tell you something-"

The old man completely blows me off. "Naruto, you have groceries in the fridge? I'm really impressed!" Smirking, he looks at me. "Are you trying to butter me up, Kid?"

"No, wait-listen to me, old man!" I screamed, getting annoyed. He just looks at me quietly. "Okay, this might take a minute. Bear with me.

"You know that support group that you put me in?" He nods. "Well, on of our projects was to get to know another kid in the group. My partner was this guy named Gaara- we didn't know each other and he was really quiet and I thought he was weird because he looked scary all the time but- no, never mind. Not important.

"Anyway, me and Gaara, we had ,more in common that we thought. After a while, I told him about some personal stuff and we hung out a lot.

"Turns out, Gaara has problems with his dad. Like kick-you-out-of-the-house problems. And, well…he was kicked out of the house. He didn't have anywhere else to go, Grampa, so I told him that he could stay here!"

Jiraya's been nodding at everything I said, to show that he followed what I was saying. Now he's standing with his chin in his hands. "That's very admirable of you, Naruto. I don't know why-"

"BythewayIhinkI'mgayandmeandGaaraaredating."

His eyebrow twitched. "What was that?"

I put on a nervous smile. "Hm? What was what?" Shit! Why did I say that?!

"What did you say?"

I can't act like I never said it now. Damn." I said that me and Gaara are dating."

Jiraya sways, putting a hand on his head. He let out a weird sound before sitting down on a stool. He breathes heavy.

"You okay, Grampa?" My hand's on his shoulder. It's rare to see him like this. "Here- I'll get you some water."

He takes the cup but doesn't drink it. "Where's this 'Gaara' now?"

Before I could speak, there's a creak in the floor. We both turn at the sound.

"Hello, sir. I'm Gaara."


Boy has it been a while. The sad thing is, I had it all done for weeks, I just never typed it up. I've been busy doing stuff...

Anyway, in celebrating of me STILL not having my license, here is a chapter! Also, I didn't spell check it, so if there's a really bad typo, please tell me!