Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the characters.
If your wondering about my fic Wicken . . . Yes for the love of god it is based on the friggin movie Covenent! I announced it in the freakin summary people! Sheesh . . . Doesn't anyone read the bold print anymore? Okay I ranted . . . Enjoy the chapter. This story will also be coming to a conclusion soon too.
Chapter 13
Sasuke sat in tense silence the whole bus ride home. He held it all in when the bus driver asked if he was all right. He walked to his flat and swiftly entered his home. It was quiet, and he remembered that both his parents had gone grocery shopping that afternoon. He walked to his telephone and picked it up. He used the quick dial, and it started to ring on the other end. It was answered in only two rings.
"Hello?" The voice said.
"Gaara," Sasuke said, his voice even.
"Sasuke? Hey, what's up?" The red head asked. "Going to ask me on a date finally?" He joked.
Sasuke remained silent but swallowed some saliva in his throat.
"I-I need your help," the raven's voice shook. Gaara on the other end immediately sat up from laying on his bed.
"What's wrong? Did someone hurt you? Where are you?" His voice came out clipped and stern. Sasuke shook his head but breathed deeply.
"I need a favor, a big one, please. I need you to call your sister and drive out with me to St. Helen's Cemetery," the boy rushed. Gaara grunted in confusion.
"Why?" The red head wondered, already slipping on his shoes.
"Please," the raven said. "I'll explain everything later, I promise," he pleaded. Gaara on the other end was already almost out the door.
"I'll be right there, don't move," the red head instructed. Sasuke hung up the phone and felt his chest burst. He missed the hook as the phone hit the floor with a crash, hanging from the cord. He fell to his knees as his sightless eyes filled with salty tears.
"What's going on . . . Why am I doing this?" He asked no one. He sniffed and cried as he tried to wipe them away. He sobbed into his hand and sank completely into a heap on the floor.
"Why is everyone lying to me?"
Sasuke had enough sense to clean himself up before Gaara and Temari arrived. The red head obviously noticed his tear stains but held in any form of notice; Sasuke was grateful for that. He had Gaara call Sasuke's parents and tell them that they were hitting a double feature movie to be on the safe side of a slightly long trip. Temari didn't appreciate being disturbed on her day off, not one bit. Sasuke promised her compensation though in a pleading voice, and she couldn't help but give in, always having had a soft spot for the blind boy. Gaara could get nothing out of him as they rode in silence, nothing but radio. It took a little longer, and a few wrong turns but Temari finally pulled into the directed cemetery. Sasuke opened his eyes, having been thinking the whole time over.
"Temari, would you mind waiting here for a bit? I promise I won't be long," he said softly. The girl grunted but shut off her engine.
"Take your time I guess, at least I can catch up on some light reading," she mumbled, pulling a book from her glove box. Sasuke reached over and gripped Gaara's hand.
"I need you Gaara, more so now than ever," the raven whispered. He felt Gaara's pulse race under his hand as the red head grasped his fingers and intertwined them with his own.
"I'll always be there for you Sasuke," he promised. Together they exited the car. Sasuke led the way, counting from his memory. He was careful to take measured steps, not to over step anything and have to try again. Gaara's hand was still in his own as they walked side by side.
Fifty-two steps until the middle isle . . .
Sixty-nine steps until I reach the stairs on the right and Forty-three steps up the stairs . . .
Sasuke reached his hand out and came in contact with the familiar statue of Gabrielle. He held his breath and bent down, tracing his fingers over the grave marker. He felt Gaara kneel by his side. The red head was a little more than confused as Sasuke had led him through the large and very old looking cemetery. He tried not to shiver at the tall statues staring down at him with blank eyes. He looked toward Sasuke and how his sightless eyes seemed to be boring into the earth beneath his hand.
"Gaara . . . Whose name is on the stone?" Sasuke asked his friend. Sasuke tried not to shake as Gaara bent down beside him read the name out loud.
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Sasuke stood up so fast he almost fell backwards and bashed his skull off of a nearby head stone. Gaara was quick to catch the boy as they fell down onto their knees on the sidewalk. Sasuke was starting to sob uncontrollably, body physically shaking with every breath. Gaara trembled just as hard as the boy wailed loudly into his shirt, seemingly trying to permanently bury his face there. The red head clenched his teeth to hold in his own rampant emotions as he wrapped his arms around the hysterical teen.
"It says . . . Gertrude Forli Uchiha . . . I don't see Itachi Uchiha anywhere on this family head stone," the red head finished.
"It's not real! It's not true! He must be buried somewhere else!" Sasuke wailed, hitting the cobblestones with his fist. "Itachi has to be here! He died! My parents said he died! Why . . . Why did they lie? . . " His last word ended on a croak. Gaara managed to catch his hand before Sasuke almost broke his wrist from the force of his hits on the hard cobble stone.
Sasuke collapsed completely into Gaara's embrace. The red head buried his fingers into the raven's hair, holding him close and kissing the side of his face, leaving his lips to rest there. Sasuke still cried as Gaara's other hand smoothed up and down his back. They sat there together for a long while on the small walkway, one crying and the other giving as much comfort as could be given.
Gaara held Sasuke in his embrace the whole ride home. Temari dropped them off at Gaara's home and returned to her apartment. Gaara's parents were divorced, and his mother worked weekends at a tutoring center. His father lived with his brother Kankuro in northern California. Gaara helped Sasuke up to his stairs and to his bedroom. He gently set Sasuke down on his bed and smoothed Sasuke's bangs away from his face. Sasuke's parents weren't expecting him home for another hour, so they had some time. Sasuke looked tired and wrung out, grey eyes red and swollen; he was sweating too. Gaara carefully used his shirt sleeve and wiped away the remaining sweat. He seriously debated whether to take the boy to the hospital. It almost looked like Sasuke had a serious mental breakdown, or even a major panic attack. Gaara was no doctor, but he knew Sasuke must have been dehydrated and completely drained of both emotion and energy.
"Do you want anything?" Gaara asked him, sitting on the bed. Sasuke closed his eyes and buried his face into the red head's pillow.
"Just some sleep," Sasuke whispered. Gaara nodded and carefully climbed in beside him. He wrapped his arms around the raven and stroked his hair.
"Take a nap, I'll wake you up when it's time," he said. Sasuke nodded and buried his face into Gaara's chest. The red head watched his breathing finally even out and grow soft. His green eyes took in the sleeping boy. Sasuke looked tired and burden ridden. He closed his own eyes for only a moment. He opened them again, a look of determination in them. He pulled the boy closer and let his lips linger on Sasuke's soft pale cheek.
"I don't know what's going on, but I want to be by your side to face it together," he whispered.
Sasuke woke up on his own fifteen minutes before he needed to be home. All he could hear in his dreams were voices and angry images, but unable to make them out. Gaara was wrapped around him, keeping him warm. Taking the time, he started to think about his situation.
If my brother isn't dead, then why would my parents lie to me? Is he in jail or something? Why . . . Why?
Sasuke took some deep breaths. He felt Gaara stir beside him and sit up a bit.
"Feeling better?" the boy asked. Sasuke looked away.
"Sort of . . . But I need to figure some things out," he whispered. Gaara nodded and leaned his head down. Sasuke gave a slight gasp as the cherry head kissed the side of his neck. The hand on his hip went to his lower back and pressed him closer to the scarlet head.
"Gaara . . . Now?" Sasuke whined. The other boy chuckled and kissed the side of his face.
"Sorry, can't help myself. Who knows the next time will be when I'll get you into my bed like this," he said between kisses. Sasuke blushed, and it showed pink against his cheeks.
"Gaara!" he scolded.
Sasuke's words caught in his throat as Gaara flipped them. The red head was on top of him, pressing him slightly into his comforter. All at once, Sasuke's senses went wild. His grey eyes searched his darkness as Gaara pushed on his hips a little harder. The red head carefully watched the emotions crossing Sasuke's face. He leaned down and caught the sides of the raven's face, making him look directly at him.
"Sasuke, look at me," he whispered. He knew the sentence was senseless, but he wanted Sasuke to understand the double meaning. Sasuke's eyes stilled, and he blinked. He looked through his black world and looked in the direction of Gaara's voice. Green sea foam eyes looked into his own whether aware or not. Slowly, Gaara leaned down and brushed his lips with his. Sasuke felt his pulse spike; the touch of lips caused something in him to light up. He crinkled his brow and closed his eyes. It was white this time, faintly, but it was there. It was like the time he was camping and sitting on the swing. This time though it lingered and glowed softly.
Gaara leaned down again and kissed him fully. Sasuke unconsciously arched to the touch and saw his little white cloud get bigger. The hands on his head massaged his scalp; finger nails digging in soothingly and scratching, causing tingles to go down Sasuke's neck. The raven whimpered as Gaara's hips pressed against on his own and rotated. Sasuke's eyes flew open at the touch and he moaned.
As his eyes flew open, something happened. That same sharp white line crossed his vision. Gaara didn't seem to notice his expression; he was too busy sucking on the side of Sasuke's neck. His hands released his head to move down and grasp his hips. While Gaara ground against him, using his hands, he pulled the raven closer. Sasuke not used to feeling arousal started to pant. He had always been used to touch, it being necessary considering his disability but this was different. This was sensual touch, a way no one had ever handled him before.
The line across his vision began to grow, and he concentrated on it. His body started to churn, head spinning like mixing a drink. He tilted his head back and clenched his teeth when the feelings became too much. His stomach grew heavy but at the same time weightless. Gaara moved to his collarbone, a hand going up and under the blind boy's shirt. He twitched when Gaara boldly raised up his entire shirt, lips latching around a pale nipple.
"Gaara! Gaara . . . N-no!" he gasped, trying to push the red head away. The white line grew bigger with every suck on his chest. The red head's other hand crawled up his wrist from where it had been laying. Their fingers intertwined, and it caused the feeling in Sasuke's stomach to grow.
"Sasuke . . . If it gets uncomfortable, I'll stop," Gaara whispered. Sasuke wondered what he meant until he felt it. Gaara undid the button on his pants and reached it. Sasuke gave a small yelp as he was grasped firmly in Gaara's grip.
"G-Gaara, don't! T-That's!" Sasuke had no clue what to say. He wasn't for it, but he wasn't against it. The thought of his best friend Gaara doing this made him blush harder and feel almost strangely guilty. He didn't want to give Gaara false hope of the future, but at the same time he didn't want the red head to leave him.
While Sasuke had been panting and thinking, Gaara moved. Sasuke's pants were pulled down his hips and hot breath encased his obvious erection. Gaara's breath hitched as he took in Sasuke's lower body. They had gone swimming as children, and he always had his fill of Sasuke's pale flesh but never anything below the waist.
The skin was pale to an almost ghostly degree. Sasuke was small for his age, which made Gaara the perfect height to hold him snug in his arms. Skinny legs unconsciously bent at the knees, making his lower half sit up slightly off the bed. The red head couldn't help but lean down and kiss Sasuke's inner thigh.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered against the skin. Sasuke's eyes glazed as he shut them, red coating his cheeks. He tried to close his legs out of embarrassment but Gaara was having none of that. If anything the red head opened them wider, going across Sasuke's thigh and to his lower abdomen and planting a soft kiss around the belly button. He licked down the crease of his hip to breathe hot air against the younger boy's sex. Sasuke gave a choked whimper and lifted his hand to find Gaara's red hair.
"Gaara . . . " he panted, trying to sit up.
"W-we should stop I-" he babbled, still lost in his haze of pleasure.
"You're not getting away that easily," Gaara almost growled against his erection. "Not when I have you like this," he continued softly.
Sasuke swallowed the saliva in his mouth as Gaara's hands grabbed his knees. The red head moved forward and all at once, took the raven into his mouth. Sasuke bit his lip in surprise, his vision wavering between dark and light. He closed his eyes tight when hotness started moving up and down his shaft. Sasuke whimpered out loud when Gaara chuckled, mouth full. The red head's hands wrapped around his lower thighs to his ass and pushed him open more but at the same time holding him down. Sea green eyes never left Sasuke's sightless and aroused ones. He hummed in his throat, and Sasuke's hands clenched in his red hair.
"Ah! Stop doing that! It'll make me-" Sasuke whined, trying to move his hips. The sensation was incredible, the sharpest thing he had ever experienced. His skin felt hypersensitive and responsive to the areas Gaara touched. He turned his head to the side and just felt, hot wetness and suction devouring him whole. Having never felt this much arousal, he felt his stomach tighten somewhere deep, shooting down to his groin. It was like a extensive itch that only Gaara seemed to know how to scratch. Sasuke wanted to close his legs to the sensation, to curl up into a ball. His erection swelled, and Gaara didn't help stop it at all.
"No . . . I'm going to . . . I'm going to . . . " the raven babbled. Gaara took a gaping breath through his nose and brought it into his chest. Sasuke screamed a moment later when Gaara sucked him hard and let out an extensive and rough sounding moan, close to a growl, the vibration being amazing.
The raven's eyes went wide, his blackness swirling with the white. For a concise moment, he felt weightless, free from thought. Through his orgasm, there was a terse moment of color, exploding in all directions of his vision. He quickly looked down and panted harshly through his chest. He saw something, but he wasn't sure if it was his imagination or not. It was a bright color, deep but strangely familiar. When his breathing gave out, his eyes blinked and watered, then as quickly as it happened his vision returned to the black void he lived in.
Sasuke tried to buck, but Gaara held him down. When Sasuke was spent, seed shed into his best friends waiting mouth he collapsed fully onto his back, sweating. Gaara licked his lips and gently rubbed the top of Sasuke's knee caps down to the top of his thighs. He moved forward and reached up to kiss Sasuke's neck, cheek then forehead. He laid fully on top of the blind boy and hugged him.
"Feel okay?" He asked in the quiet. Sasuke gave a small laugh and let his breath puff out his nose.
"I don't know. I've never felt quite like this before," he replied lightly. Gaara nuzzled into his neck and closed his eyes, nuzzling him close.
"I'll take that as a yes," the red head whispered. There were a few more moments of silence.
"Gaara?" Sasuke said softly underneath him.
"Hmm?" The other hummed. Sasuke smiled.
"I saw stars," he whispered.
Gaara wasn't ready to let go of Sasuke quite yet and honestly; Sasuke wanted to stay in his friend's presence a little longer. Sasuke called his parents to ask if he could spend the night at the red head's house. Gaara's mother returned but went straight to bed, having been up since early morning. She kissed them both on the forehead and retreated to her room. Gaara and Sasuke chose to spend the remaining time just hanging out, mostly Gaara holding Sasuke in his lap as they listened to the television. When night came, Sasuke was tired because of the events of the day. He snuggled into Gaara's neck and closed his eyes. They migrated to the red head's room and got under the covers of the bed. Gaara couldn't resist wrapping his arms tightly around the raven and kissing the side of the blind boy's neck. Sasuke fell asleep that night, much easier and his heart for once, not full of worry.
TBC