If: ... I'm sorry. I had the week from hell and could not update. Never fear though, I'll be updating over the weekend. Getting sucked into other fandoms and school work are hard to get around... damn you "Was it out of Pity?" and "Short Stories with Tragic Endings"...
Um... this totally didn't turn out as planned, but I like how it turned out so... BEWARE!
Warnings: smutty! (and not the good NaruGaa kind), Sasuke! (still an obsessive jerk), advancing plot
Review reply: HanChan - Isn't Sasuke the worst? He just can't keep his hands to himself. And yes, I'm evil with cliffhangers at times...
"You picked a powerful gun," he remarked. Sasuke could only stare at him open mouthed. Gaara sneered. "I can't believe you got yourself caught by this sleaze bag."
Sasuke's arms were instantly around his neck and suddenly his lips were pressed against the black haired boys. Sasuke moaned and pressed his hips up against the Sandman's, causing him to groan in return.
With Sasuke's hands tangling in his hair and Sasuke's legs spread beneath him, the Sandman couldn't seem to focus. A leg was wrapped around his waist, and pulled his hips down to meet the Uchiha's. The Sandman was having a hard time holding himself up, and was having an even harder time trying to remember why he was supposed to be resisting the sex addict beneath him. One of Sasuke's hands left his hair and slid down his chest. Deft fingers unbuttoned the leather pants and slid the zipper down. The second those skilled fingers dipped below his boxers though, the Sandman snapped out of his lust induced stupor. Pulling his face away from Sasuke's, grabbing the wrist of the Uchiha, and pulling the hand out from his drawers, Gaara scowled at Sasuke.
"God damn you Uchiha," Gaara growled. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"
Sasuke pouted and thrust his hips upward, causing Gaara to groan. "I'm trying to get you to fuck me, is what I'm doing."
Gaara's scowl only deepened. "Didn't I tell you to fuck off the last time I saw you?"
"No, though you did threaten me… but you never told me to fuck off or even to leave you alone," Sasuke said, letting his free hand slip under Gaara's shirt. Gaara's eyes narrowed but he couldn't stop Sasuke without losing his balance. "And didn't I tell you that you were mine?"
Gaara sneered at the last Uchiha. "You have no claim over me. I moved on. I have a boyfriend, and he loves me."
Sasuke scoffed at that statement. "Who cares if he loves you? You're mine and we both know it. He can't have you because you've belonged to me since the first time I let you take me."
Gaara ground his teeth together. "You have no claim over me after you ditched me for a lead on your brother. I don't play second fiddle to anyone."
"Well he's dead now, and you're the only thing on my mind," Sasuke said pinching one of Gaara's nipples. Gaara hissed.
"But the only reason you're interested in me now is because you're done with Itachi. I'm still playing back up and I won't have it. I may have had feelings for you a year ago, but I most certainly don't now," Gaara ground out. Sasuke ground his hips against Gaara's.
"That's not the truth and we both know it. This," Sasuke ground his hips against Gaara's again. "is proof enough."
Gaara bit his lip, trying very hard not to succumb to the sensual being seducing him. "I hate you."
"I don't care if you do. I'm an Uchiha, and I get what I want. And I want you," Sasuke said, slipping his free hand down Gaara's stomach and to his crotch, massaging the bulge there. Gaara groaned and his head fell forward, his eyes becoming obscured by his hair. Sasuke smirked and squeezed his hand gently. Gaara moaned but then realized what he was doing. Before Sasuke knew what had happened, Gaara had gotten off of him and was now sitting on the floor.
"Come back to bed Gaara… you know you want to," Sasuke purred, sliding a hand across the bed and onto Gaara's shoulder. Gaara tried to shrug the hand off.
"Fuck off," Gaara said dejectedly, knowing that he had technically cheated on Naruto and was totally mortified by it. The blond was so dear to him, and he didn't want to screw up, especially with Sasuke.
"You can't escape from me this time. You know they'll come in here eventually and since this place is so well guarded, so well guarded that even I can't escape, you'll have to stay here. You'd better start coming up with a plan on how to get us out of this mess," Sasuke said casually. Gaara scowled darkly.
"Why don't you come up with something for once, I'm tired of covering for you," Gaara said. "It doesn't matter if they find me; I have the skills to get out of here unscathed. You on the other hand, always depend on luck or someone else to get you out of a jam."
Sasuke scowled at the ceiling. "Screw you."
"Hah. If I remember correctly, it was I who screwedyou because you loved the feel of my cock rammed up your ass," Gaara sneered. Sasuke's scowl got deeper.
"You're a dominating man, you wanted to fuck me," Sasuke said. Gaara scoffed.
"Yeah… but if you had wanted it I would have let you fuck me," Gaara said. "But not any more. The only guy who's going to fuck me is my man."
Sasuke looked over at Gaara. "I'd be your man if you'd let me."
Gaara looked down, face near his chest. "You had your chance Sasuke, and you blew it."
Sasuke reached over and ran a hand through Gaara's hair, effectively breaking the moment. Startled out of his reverie, Gaara scooted out of the way of the hand. Sasuke sighed. Gaara twitched and wondered how he got into these situations. Both boys froze as they heard voices in the hallway. Gaara dashed over to the locked door and put his ear against it.
"Do you think the boss' having fun with those two boys? I mean, that first one is rather stubborn. I wonder if that new one was even able to touch him," someone said. Gaara frowned.
"If he did I'd be amazed. That little Uchiha fucker bit me when I tried to touch him," the other voice said. The first voice chuckled.
"Hey… Gaara… what're they saying?" Sasuke asked. Gaara glared at him and made a shushing motion. Sasuke rolled his eyes and went back to looking at the ceiling.
"We should listen in and see if the Uchiha's struggling or enjoying himself," the second man said. Gaara swore quietly.
"We totally should. But no looking in, you know how the boss is," the first man said. Gaara rushed over to the bed.
"You better be able to sound like a porn star without much prompting," Gaara said. Sasuke frowned at him.
"What?" he said eloquently. Gaara sneered at him and straddled the Uchiha's hips.
"They're going to be listening," Gaara explained. He grabbed Sasuke's crotch, causing the Uchiha to throw his head back and moan. "This better be the performance of your life."
Sasuke could only groan. Gaara's hand didn't move from its spot but Sasuke didn't need the Sandman to move his hand. Moving his hips to a rhythm only he knew, Sasuke rubbed and grinded and thrust against the hand on his crotch. Gaara bit his lip. Just watching Sasuke was turning him on, and he didn't want to like it. Sasuke was becoming louder, and when Gaara was sure the men outside were listening he started to grunt. Sasuke's eyes flew open as he looked at Gaara. Reaching up a hand, Sasuke fondled Gaara through his pants. Gaara groaned at the feeling. He hadn't gotten laid in so long…
Seeing as he was entirely distracted by Sasuke, Gaara almost didn't hear the two walk away. But the moment he knew they were gone he jumped off of Sasuke, earning him the most piteous mewl he had ever heard. He looked at the Uchiha and instantly regretted it. Sasuke had shoved his own hand down his pants, determined to get off. Apparently the Uchiha was too far gone to just ignore his erection. Gaara could only stand and watch as Sasuke's mouth hung open, his legs spread and his back arched. As the Uchiha orgasmed Gaara's named slipped through his lips and Gaara felt his knees buckle at the sight. Crashing down to the ground, Gaara just watched as Sasuke's breathing started to slow as he came down from his high.
Gaara was trembling. He knew that Sasuke was walking sex, but still… seeing and knowing were two entirely different things. Sasuke turned sultry eyes towards him and Gaara couldn't help but stand and move back to the bed, lying beside the last Uchiha. Gaara turned to Sasuke, about to say something, but Sasuke cut him off with a kiss. Gaara backed away and gave the Uchiha a stern look.
"You have a hit taken out on your head," Gaara said unceremoniously. Sasuke scowled.
"Way to kill the mood," the Uchiha mumbled. Gaara rolled his eyes.
"I'm not kidding Sasuke, you're living on borrowed time," Gaara said. Sasuke's scowl deepened.
"Who the hell would take out a hit on me?" the Uchiha asked tersely.
"Your brother," Gaara explained. Sasuke could only gape. "Apparently, in the event of his death, someone is supposed to take you out. And since you killed him…"
"Someone will be coming after me…" Sasuke finished. Gaara nodded.
"I'd stop leaving such an obvious trail," Gaara suggested. Sasuke frowned at him.
"How did you know my trail was obvious?" Sasuke asked. Gaara looked up at the ceiling.
"My boyfriend's tracking you down," Gaara said simply. Sasuke's brown furrowed.
"Your boyfriend is the man who's supposed to take me out?" Sasuke asked, rather confused. Gaara laughed.
"Hell no," Gaara said, still smiling at the stupidity of Sasuke's statement. "My boyfriend is a man of the law: FBI."
"… Seriously?" Sasuke asked incredulously. Gaara nodded.
"He's been tracking you down for years. And, ironically, he's on my case as well. Its how we met actually… he and his little police squad broke into my apartment and I haven't been able to get rid of him since," Gaara said, smiling slightly. Sasuke thought about this for a while.
"What's your boyfriend's name?" Sasuke asked cautiously. Gaara looked at the Uchiha, both their faces were blank.
"Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto," Gaara told the Uchiha. Sasuke scowled.
"You've got to be kidding me. You're choosing that dobe over me?!" the Uchiha asked incredulously. Gaara twitched.
"Don't call him a dobe. He's smarter than you give him credit. And yes, I am choosing him over you, because unlike you, he actually cares about me and my feelings. He's precious to me," Gaara said, slightly put out. Sasuke sneered at him.
"He's dead last. I'm surprised he even got in the FBI," Sasuke spat. Gaara grabbed him around the throat, cutting off the Uchiha's air supply.
"Fuck you Sasuke. You don't know a damn thing about him; if you had you wouldn't have left all those years ago. If you had known me you wouldn't have left me. You don't know shit Sasuke," Gaara grit out through clenched teeth. The Uchiha was scratching at his hand, clawing at his arm to get him to let go. With a final harsh squeeze to the Uchiha's throat the Sandman let go.
"That reminds me of what I was going to tell you," Gaara said impassively. Sasuke was coughing and having a hard time breathing. "If you fuck with me again, or if I ever see you after this little incident, I'm telling Naruto. And trust you me, I will help him find you since I know you won't leave me alone anymore."
Sasuke's eyes went wide at the threat. Gaara couldn't have said that. But his panic was cut short as the sound of footsteps approached the door. Both were frozen in their spots on the bed, but the people just passed by.
"Shit… we need a plan," Sasuke said, looking over at the Sandman. Green eyes were firmly focused on the ceiling and his eyebrow-less forehead was scrunched in thought.
"Strip," Gaara commanded. Sasuke's eyes went wide.
"What?" he said intelligently. The Sandman glared at him.
"I said, strip!" the Sandman hissed. Sasuke instantly was doing what he was told. As soon as he was nude, the Sandman took his clothes and threw them haphazardly around. His shirt landed in the pool of blood below the gun dealer. Sasuke was about to protest when the Sandman started to take off his own clothes. Sasuke watched as pale skin was revealed down to the boxers. The clothes were once again tossed haphazardly. The Sandman stood, grabbed the gun, and walked over to the other side of the room. Opening a window and looking around he wiped the gun clean of prints and dropped it into the bushes below.
"Remind me to pick that up later," the Sandman said coolly. Sasuke only nodded. Walking back to the bed, the Sandman picked the gun dealer's pockets and pulled out a tube of lube. He tossed it to Sasuke, who barely caught it.
"Prepare yourself," he commanded. Sasuke only blinked.
"What?" he asked once again. Green eyes narrowed at him. Sasuke hurriedly took the cap off the tube and poured some lube on his hand, grumbling about how cold the lube was and about vague bastards.
"We need an excuse for not noticing his murder," the Sandman explained. Sasuke still didn't get the connection between that and what he was doing. "We will say that we had passed out from the amazing sex."
Sasuke only blinked at the Sandman. "How's that going to work?"
Green eyes once again flickered over to the Uchiha and narrowed. Sasuke flinched a little under the scrutiny.
"I know what I'm doing," was all the Sandman said. He discarded his boxers and crawled onto the bed and between Sasuke's spread legs. Sasuke bit his lip at the sight of his former lover. The Sandman was most certainly everything he used to be, and more. But then again, he could be just the same and Sasuke wouldn't notice since it had been so long. The Sandman grabbed the lube and coated himself. Sasuke couldn't keep his eyes off the other boy. Pulling Sasuke's hand out, the Sandman positioned himself. Sasuke trembled in anticipation. With one swift thrust, the other boy was fully sheathed. Sasuke screamed. It hurt, and yet it felt sooo good. The Sandman didn't bother giving him any time to adjust before he started to harshly pound into the Uchiha's willing body. It was over as soon as it had begun, and as Sasuke felt his world fade away into post-orgasmic bliss, he heard Gaara whisper Naruto's name.
The pair was rudely woken early in the morning by people screaming and yelling. Gaara felt someone smack his back and shake him violently, pulling him out of his slumber. Turning bleary eyes to whoever had woken him, Gaara saw an extremely flustered and angry man glaring down at him. Frowning and pulling the body next to him closer, Gaara just confusedly blinked at the man hovering above him.
"Did you do this?" the man screamed, pulling at Gaara's hair and making him face the body of the gun dealer. Gaara made a show of gasping, covering his mouth in horror and looking sick. He broke free from the man's hold and scampered across the bed to huddle at the other end and rock back and forth. Sasuke, who was awoken because of all the commotion, just looked around himself for a moment before looking at the body (which had been rotated slightly by Gaara at some point in the night). As Gaara had done, he scampered across the bed and hid head against the other boy's chest, crying and holding on for dear life. Every once in a while the two would let out a pair of pathetic whimpers and Sasuke went for a sudden cry of fear, burying himself closer to Gaara.
"Tsch, do you really think those two could have done anything? Look at them, their pathetic," one of the men said. The man who had woken the pair only narrowed his eyes in suspicion.
"But why didn't they hear anything?" he asked. The other men looked at each other.
"Must've used a silencer," one said.
"But you would still hear that," the man persisted. One of the men went over to the pair and pulled Sasuke away from Gaara, both instantly protested. The man roughly shoved Sasuke's legs apart and stuck a finger in his ass. Sasuke cried out in a mixture of indignation, and shock.
"I'd say they were passed out from some rough, passionate sex," he said, letting go of Sasuke, who instantly attached himself to Gaara and shuddered. Gaara glared at them all.
"Out cold, eh?" the man said. He snorted. "I guess that would explain it. Pay them to keep them quiet, dress them and get them out of here."
Twenty minutes later the two were out on the street. Gaara had discretely picked up the gun as they left and had shoved it down Sasuke's pants. The Uchiha had glared, but didn't protest as the two were shoved into a cab and dropped off in the middle of the city. Looking at each other, Gaara was the first to move. Turning on his heel, he made to leave, but Sasuke grabbed his arm.
"Gaara…" he started. Gaara silenced him with one look.
"This never happened. And if I ever see you again I will tell Naruto. I'd disappear if I were you Sasuke; you've got an FBI agent on your tail and a hit man. If you don't try anything ever again I can guarantee your survival, but if you ever come near me, or try to get me away from Naruto, I will make sure you die," Gaara said before slipping out of Sasuke's grasp and walking away. Sasuke felt his eyes get moist but just hardened himself. He would get Gaara back, no matter the cost.
Gaara meanwhile, had gotten to his hotel room and had collapsed on the bed, crying himself to sleep, wracked with guilt.