A new chappie guys!!!
OMG!! I am sooooo sorry it took so long for the update, I've been sooooo busy!!
wow!!
I didn't even notice it had been so long, the only reason I noticed was because a reviewer was like ..." you need to update because the silence suxxors ass" only she didn't really say that, lol
Warnings: same. new pairing in here, hope you guys like it. not a big fan of it myself, but.. its okay if its done right.. -probably won't do it right cuz she suxxors big ones-
Super angsty this chapter, maybe.. sasuke and gaara will have issues
I've decided that this chapter just might be a middle chapter, where new stuff starts happening
Disclaimer: Kishimoto is my fangirl... er... nevermind that...
It hurts more than you think: Chapter 12: Bittersweet, save my life
"Why'd you dye your hair?" Sasuke asked, the warm body of his lover curled up close against his side.
"Just thought I'de go for a change, or something.."
"That's why you did your lip, too, huh?"
He felt the older teen nod softly against his chest, and he let a soft sigh escape his lips. He was already hating himself for even thinking he should have slept with Naruto. Had he told Gaara where his hands had been? "I touched him this morning.. Did I tell you that? And that I've lost the reason for dumping him, and that sometimes I miss him.. Or that once I wished we were still together?"
"Its okay.. I don't mind." The red head answered, even though he really did care. Every thing Sasuke confessed hurt. Hurt really bad. He hated all this. But he knew it would hurt more if he didn't have Sasuke to be with, so he'd just put up with it until they got it all settled.
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"Dei? I told him.. and.. we can't do this ever again. Okay?" Gaara informed the blonde from across the room, intent on keeping a distance between them. He knew the physical attraction was definatly there, and he was scared an emotional attraction would develop. "Besides, you have a boyfriend, too.." (1)
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Maybe it was just the fact that he was away from all the problem causing atmosphere of school that was making Sasuke feel so.. Good mood-ish. But the reason didn't matter.
And whatever that reason was, it was making him take his clothes off to get in a pool with Gaara. Sure, he knew how to swim. His brother had pushed him out of a boat when he was five, and he'd discovered he had amazing swimming skills. But that didn't mean he liked being in the water. Hated it, actually.. He hated getting his hair wet when he wasn't intending on washing it at the moment.
"Get in, Sasuke. You won't melt; I'm sure of it."
"I hate swimming.." Sasuke muttered, mostly to himself, as he carefully lowered his half naked body into the semi-cool water. His dark eyes stayed focused on his lover as the red-head sauntered over to where he was, his pale arms snaking around a much smaller waist once the other boy reached his destination. "You didn't get me in here just to swim around.. I think you're becoming a bit of a pervert." The younger male whispered in his sultry voice, stopping only to bite softly on Gaara's ear lobe.
"I did only have intentions on swimming, but.. I haven't seen you in more than a month." The red-head replied, letting his fingers run carefully through the dark hair. "But I didn't say 'no'.." The soft chuckle in his ear only told him Sasuke was more than happy to comply, and he wasn't at all surprised when he was turned around and pressed into the wall of the pool, his shoulder's barely peeking out of the surface of the water.
For once, Gaara was glad this house was so secluded, miles away from any other house. And neither sibling was home.. so no one could spy should they feel the urge.
Sasuke's lips attached to a particularly sensitive part of Gaara's pale neck, sucking with intentions on marking the skin as his. Because if anybody like that Deidara bastard ever again tried to claim the small body as their own, Sasuke wouldn't hesitate to make them die infinite mortal deaths.
He pulled back, only long enough to view the forming bruise on Gaara's skin, before he ran his thumb over it as if making sure it wouldn't smudge off. "Mine.." The younger teen purred in his lover's ear, before grinding their hips together forcefully. He knew they'd both have bruises if he did it like this, but that was okay.. Just proof that they were each others.
Gaara winced visibly from the pressure against his hips; it hurt, but he'd agreed to it, so there was no way he was telling Sasuke to stop. Though what he could feel more were the lips of his neck and shoulders and the soft fingers on his scalp. He could even feel the water swishing around between his legs, moving inside his shorts and tickling his skin as the younger teen moved against him.
The feeling of the water intensified when Sasuke backed up a little, carefully sliding down the shorts Gaara was wearing and tossing them on the cement. The dark-haired teen carefully pulled the red-head out of the water, sitting him on the edge of the pool before pushing apart his legs. His cool fingers traced over the older teen's length, carefully wrapping around it and massaging.
That was what Sasuke liked, feeling his lover harden in his hand. Just knowing he was making Gaara this way made him feel so good. "Lay back and close your eyes.." He wasn't good at his.. he knew it. He choked on Naruto.. and he could see Gaara was bigger than that. But he'd get over it, and do this for the older teen.
Gaara wasn't stupid, he knew what Sasuke was going to do. The pale teen leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the others forehead, slowly leaning back once the contact was broken.
-flashback-
He couldn't help but feel just a little guilty kissing Kiba, with calling Gaara the 'f' word and all. (2) Yet despite that fact, he couldn't move away from the only slightly shorter teen.
Could he get in trouble for this? Kiba had only just turned sixteen, and here he was a few weeks away from his twenty-fifth. But again, he couldn't make himself stop.
"This is fucking weird.." Kankuro whispered, his words whisping across the younger's lips. The smaller body pressed back against his, and he faintly heard the reply 'why?' whispered back against his chest.
"I don't think I've ever.. yaknow.. cared about anyone before.. I mean, family and stuff.. but.."
"And.." Kiba started, knowing full well what the older male was talking about. He'd only ever touched Naruto, never loved him. ".. you didn't expect the first person you cared about to be.. a boy. The same as you.. did you?" He leaned back a little, looking into the other's eyes.
"No.. I've never even thought about another guy.. But.. this is okay? Yaknow..?"
-end flashback-
"So?" Sasuke whispered, pressing his face into Gaara's neck, only to cover the hint of blush on his alabaster cheeks. (3) It was a little weird, he could still taste the older teen in his mouth. And he felt oddly.. empty, like someone had taken away the most important thing to him. Like his lungs, or something..
" 'So' what?" Gaara asked, absently pressing his hips into Sasuke's. For some reason, which wasn't to hard to figure out, he was unusually.. for lack of a better word, horny. His arms tighted around his pale younger lover, his fingers gently toying with soft, black hair.
"What do you mean, 'what'? I wanna know how it felt.. You can't just let me do something like that and not tell me how it was.." Sasuke answered, almost sounding offended. Because he almost was, at least Naruto had the sense to tell him it was okay, even though he'd did the worst job in the world and barely had him hard.
"It felt.. weird. Like I was dreaming, or something.. But it was good; I liked it.." The red-head could still feel Sasuke's erection pressing into him, and as uncomfortable as it might have been in that position, Gaara wasn't going to move away. Besides, he hadn't given Sasuke his. "Want me to?" He asked, his hand trailing down through the water to barely brush the skin of his lover's arousal.
"I would ask you to, but someone's watching. They've been watching since a few minutes ago.. when you were still in my mouth."
"Then why didn't you stop?" Gaara asked, blush quickly tainting his face.
"Because.. I didn't want to." Was his short answer, reaching for his shorts on the cement before pulling them on in the water. "Put your shorts on, love. We'll finish in your bed, okay?"
The older teen nodded softly, releasing his hold on Sasuke and doing as he was told. He wondered who could possibly have been watching when nobody was home.. But he quit worrying as they both climbed out of the pool, wrapping towels around themselves as they entered the house.
Instantly, Gaara knew who was watching them. It had to be either Kankuro or that boy with him. The red-head was shivering, his teeth chattering, and was so focused on getting warm that he didn't care who Kankuro was with, or the fact that they had just been kissing before they came in.
But Gaara still didn't care that they were watching, he was just glad that Sasuke was pulling him along to his bed, carefully laying on top of him once they got there.
"You're cold.." Sasuke whispered, a simple statement as he covered their bodies with the big blanket. "And wet.." He continued, rising up on his knees as he carefully tugged down Gaara's shorts. Pulling off wet shorts was a lot harder that pulling off dry shorts, and these shorts were sticking to the pale, skinny, scarred up thighs.
Removing his own shorts was a lot harder, trying to sit back and pull them off his ankles without completly uncovering their bodies. But that wasn't going to happen, and Gaara was blushing when he realized his body was completly exposed for anyone to see if they were to walk in. Good thing the door was locked..
Once they were both complelty naked, Sasuke sat between Gaara's knees, eyes scanning over the other's body. "I like this.."
"I know.." The red-head resisted the urge to cover himself, only for a moment though, before he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Don't cover yourself.." Sasuke whispered, pulling the other's arms away. "Don't hide from me.." He continued, as he layed himself back down on Gaara's body, propping himself up on his elbows, starring into the blue-green eyes.
The intensity of the stare was making Gaara shiver, and he couldn't stop himself from wrapping his arms around Sasuke's shoulders and hiding his face in his neck.
"Why are you hiding?" Sasuke whispered, gently pushing the other back against the pillow. "Do I make you uncomfortable?"
"No.. just.. shy."
"How do I make you shy?" He asked, the older teen had always been comfortable naked with him.. Did Naruto make a difference in this? Or that Deidara guy?
"I don't think its you.. Deidara looked at me that night.. like this.. "
Sasuke rolled his eyes, sighing and climbing from the bed. "Whatever.." He mumbled, reaching for his shorts on the floor. As he was slipping them back on, he heard Gaara sitting up in the bed.
"You.. You cheated, too.. So, why am I getting the cold shoulder?" The red-head asked, pulling his own shorts back on.
"You did more than me.. You slept with him." Sasuke spat, his words intent on hurting.
"I was drunk, you did all your's intentionally."
"You were drunk with Naruto, too.. Maybe you just said you were raped.." Sasuke realized what he'd just said, and turned around, his heart clenching at the visible pain he'd just caused. "I.. I didn't mean that.."
"Yeah. You did, you meant it.. But I didn't just say he did it.."
"No.. I didn't mean it, and you didn't just say it.." The pale teen stated on his knees as he wrapped his arms around Gaara's waist. "I know he hurt you.."
"He did, Sasuke.. I'm not a whore, I swear.."
For both of them, the mood was slightly dampened. Sasuke no longer had his raging hormones, not being able to wait till he got the sex, but was now kind of.. solemn. And tired feeling. He hurt Gaara, and that hurt himself. He had a small idea that the red-head might try and hurt himself, too, because of what he'd said. And since he really did care about Gaara, he had to make sure the older male wasn't in pain. Even though he'd probably just hurt him more than anyone in his whole life.
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Itachi listened boredly as Deidara chatted away next to him, his lack of care for the situation obvious to anyone except the blonde.
"... was talking about how he got into a fight with someone, yaknow. And I told him maybe he should just not worry about it.. But he was like.."
"I don't care, Dei.." Itachi interrupted, absently taking a sip of the lukewarm coffee in front of him. "I don't care.."
"Itachi-kun? Are you in a bad mood? You normally listen to me, yeah?"
"Shut.. up..."
Deidara visibly shrunk back into the sofa, furrowing his brows into a glare at the television, even though his anger was directed towards Itachi. "Your such an asshole, sometimes, yeah.."
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Both males just sat there on the bed, staring off into opposite corners, every now and then chancing a glance at the other teen. The silence was secretly getting to both of them, but neither said a word about it, for fear of actually starting what they came here to do.
Shikamaru lazily scratched at the back of his head, clearing his throat to express his uncomfortableness. His hand dropped back into his lap in its previous position, absently letting his body lay back on the bed. Only he forgot he was sitting on the edge and ending up toppling off the mattress and landing on his and Neji's shoes.
"Ow.." He grumbled, his lack of pride forcing him to keep laying the way he was, with his neck bent at an almost painful angle, and feet still up on the Hyuuga's bed.
Neji peeked over the end of his bed, and had he been the type of person to laugh at one's misfortunes, he would have laughed like that kind of person, but he wasn't so he just offered his hand to the brunette on the floor. "Um... You alright?" He asked, as the younger teen pulled himself up with the help of the pale hand.
"That didn't feel good.." Shikamaru answered, making sure to sit further up on the mattress. However, that forced him to sit closer to Neji, and this date was already awkward enough.
"Probably not.." Neji replied, resisting the urge to scoot back a little when the other's knees touched his own. It was kind of weird, contact with the other. Especially unusual, because he'd had no contact with other people since what Naruto had done. He relaxed a little, and the soft contact caused comfort for him. "Do you wanna go eat? Or go to the mall, or something? Instead of just sitting here?"
Shikamaru shrugged impassivly, he was kind of hungry, and he did need to get some new pants. At least he didn't have to worry about getting home at a certain time to get up for school the next morning.
"Yeah.. Let's go.." Shika stated, making sure he didn't fall off the bed as he climbed from it.
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Sai: hey..
kitsune: something wrong?
Sai: kinda
kitsune: wanna talk about it?
Sai: If you'll come over
kitsune: My cars outa gas, I don't even have enough to make it to the nearest gas station
Sai: Fine, I'll go over there, then
kitsune: Sure.. are you gonna leave now?
Sai: I guess..
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Sai didn't even knock on Naruto's apartment door, just walked right in, as if it was socially acceptable to randomly barge into friends apartments. Even if it wasn't really your friend, and that you should be living with that person anyway..
Even though the blonde was on the couch watching television, Sai just crawled into his bed, tucking himself under the covers after kicking off his shoes. "Come lay down with me." He called, his voice muffled from blankets and pillows. He heard the t.v turn off, and a few seconds later, he felt Naruto crawl in next to him, draping an arm over his back.
"What's wrong?"
"Remember that picture I was painting? The one with all the ribbons tied around that guy.. Well, apparently the air was too humid, and the paint didn't stick to the canvas.. The colors all ran together and really look bad now.." Sai got depressed when things he worked that hard on messed up, and couldn't be fixed.
"I'm sorry.." Naruto whispered, pulling the other's body closer to him. "You wanna stay here for a few days?" He asked, his eyes falling shut from the warmth of the bed and the body pressed against him.
"Yeah, I think so.." He answered, scooting down in the bed so he could press his face into Naruto's chest.
-(4)
Deidara picked furiously at the black polish on his nails, still visibly upset that Itachi was such an asshole to him.
"Come on, Deidara.." The raven-haired male commanded, standing from the couch and heading towards the bedroom.
"Why should I?" The blonde questioned, sending a quirked and irritated brow in Itachi's direction.
"Because if you don't, you'll miss out on what you know I can do."
And Deidara knew pretty well exactly what it was Itachi could do, which was something he enjoyed very much. The blonde climbed over the back of the couch, following his dark haired lover to their bedroom. "And we'll do it, yeah?"
He assumed that was a yes, since Itachi was pulling off the blank tank he'd been wearing, his pale abs nearly glistening in the moonlight shining through the window. Deidara couldn't help himself, he climbed on top of the mattress, his hands moving to take off his own shirt.
"Let me, Dei-kun.." Itachi commanded in a voice so seductive, the blonde male shivered, and willingly lay himself back against the bed.
The mattress next to his legs dipped softly as Itachi crawled forward, stopping once his shoulders were even with the blonde's hips. His pale hands pushed the edge of Deidara's shirt upwards, up to his chest, as he pressed his lips to the soft skin. He let his tounge dip into the blonde's navel, his fingers slipping into the waist band of the other's pants.
He continued his crawl to the top of the bed, waisting no time in pressing his lips against the blonde's. Itachi's hand moved from Deidara's pants, pushing his shirt past his shoulders. He broke the kiss only long enough to pull the cloth over the blonde's head.
Deidara could feel himself hardening just from the feel of Itachi's hands on him, his lips on his, and his dark eyes staring into his own light ones. The blonde, feeling slightly bold, pulled Itachi's hips against his, grinding his own upwards in a desperate movement to earn himself a bit of warm friction.
The raven haired man let a smirk play across his lips, his mouth moving to Deidara's neck to suck hungrily on the smooth skin. He bit down roughly into the junction between the blonde's neck and shoulders, propping himself up on his knees. The pale man ran his tounge over the small wounds on the other's neck. He moved his hands down to unbutton Deidara's black pants, breaking contact to sit up and look down at the blonde's body.
"Take them off, Deidara." He commanded, the words simple yet impossibly hard for Deidara to follow.
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"Why are you so nervous about visiting your brother?" Gaara asked quietly, laying over in the car to rest his head on Sasuke's lap.
"Because.. I haven't seen him since I was eight when he moved away with my dad.." The pale teen answered, one hand on the red-head's shoulder.
"Why did he move?"
The Uchiha sighed loudly, he hated talking about this kind of thing. It always made him depressed. "My parents split because of him.. My dad wanted him to go to some private academy for high school, but Mom wanted to keep him there to watch over me when they were at work.. Me and Itachi started fighting, and he beat the shit out of me when I seven.. One day I got up, and they were both leaving.."
"I'm sorry.." Gaara whispered, kissing his lover's thighs through his jeans.
"I'm not.. I got tired of listening to my parents scream at each other, and I got tired of Itachi always ignoring me to hang out with his friends.." Sasuke paused as they made a turn. "He kept coming home on drugs and stuff, it was obvious.. I could tell, and I was just six or seven. They never noticed.. Quit noticing me after a while, and then Mom sent me to a private school so she wouldn't have to raise me.."
"Are you worried you and Itachi will get into a fight again?"
Sasuke shook his head. "Not really.. I'm over all that shit, and if he's not, then I'm leaving.."
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HOLY SNAPS!!! I can't believe I finally finished it!!
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Love you guys!!
(1) this be a BIG time skip.. sorry sorry.. -gives you a summary of what happened in the time skip part..- gaara drops out and waits for a while to go where ever Sasuke goes cuz he keeps wanting to touch dei-kun. nothing really important, lol
(2) The 'f' word is fag
(3) I skipped teh blowjob scene because I suck at those... no pun intended.. lol
(4) I think its time for some citrus-y smut, ne?