Love Rebound: Nowhere I'd Rather Be
Naruto nearly jumped out of his skin as Neji grabbed him from behind. The short blonde had been in the kitchen, trying his hand somewhat successfully at making a cake for that day's party. At least he was before Neji had snuck up behind him, like the oh so stealthy ninja he was, and grabbed the blonde around the waist from behind. Naruto inhaled a sharp breath that ended in a tiny squeak of surprise, as the Hyuga spun him around, still safe in his arms.
"Neji!" the blonde struggled in the older man's grip, "I'm trying to make a cake tebayo! You nearly gave me a fricken heart attack!" He glared over his shoulder at the smirking brunette. "You set up the tree, right? And put Minato down for his nap? And went to the liquor store? And got some chips at the supermarket?"
"Done, done, done, and done," Neji stated, leaning down to place a light kiss on the blonde's neck. "Just one more thing left to do."
"And what would that be?" Naruto asked, staring at the wooden spoon in his hand, contemplating hitting Neji with it.
Neji trailed a hand down the blonde's chest down to his waist, pulling the younger boy back against his own body. "To play with Naruto," he smirked.
The blonde's face broke out in a dark shade of red, "not right now! I have to finish this cake and-" he shivered as Neji ran his tongue down the side of his neck, "and people will be here soon."
"Then we'll have to hurry," Neji teased. He intercepted the wooden spoon aimed at his face and threw it to the ground. "I've wanted to do this for awhile now. You just look so cute when you're trying to cook with that apron on." He undid said apron's strings and sent it to give the spoon some company on the floor.
"Seriously Neji . . ." Naruto gasped as the Hyuga backed him against the counter.
Neji ignored him, "I think that Cooking Naruto will be my new favorite, nah?"
Naruto raised an eyebrow at him, "what? What the heck was your old favorite then? I don't get you."
"Hmmm . . . That would have to be . . ." Neji raised pearl white eye to him as he slowly slipped down the blonde's pants, " . . . Naked Naruto."
The Kyuubi bearer narrowed his eyes, "that's stupid, since you have to have both right here."
"I like both," Neji insisted as Naruto wrapped his arms around him just below his own. "Because they're both you."
Naruto blushed, a slight smile on his face, "that sounds even more stupid." He shuddered as Neji ran a hand down his cock, "Waitah . . . Ah! Neji, wait a second, how are we going to do this? I mean-"
Neji smirked and levered Naruto farther up onto the kitchen counter, "Hold onto me," He murmured, kissing his lover at the end of the sentence. "Don't worry, I can hold you up." He placed a hand around the blonde's back, pulling him up farther, letting Naruto twist his legs around the Hyuga's waist.
The blonde reached down with one hand and undid Neji's pants. "Tebayo,
Neji . . . Hurry up, I'm going crazy."
The Hyuga kissed him again, purposely drawing it out, "you say that every time. Why's that?"
Naruto pressed his face against the side of Neji's neck. "Can't help it," he whispered, "you're just . . ." he curled his fingers into the back of the Hyuga's shirt,
" . . . you're so damn hot, you make me insane, Neji. I want you all over me, all the time. And it makes me feel like my insides are on fire." He took Neji's face in his hands, kissing him fiercely. His tongue pushed past the his lovers lips, licking Neji's briefly.
The brunette had been rummaging around in a drawer for anything to use as a lubricant, and was in a state of shock as Naruto kissed him so boldly after saying those things. Actually, he'd gone into shock after hearing those things. And suddenly, Naruto's grip on him had tightened, and Neji gasped into the blonde's mouth as the younger boy pulled himself down on top of him.
Neji's legs nearly gave out beneath him, and he pushed Naruto farther back against the counter. His hands rose to grip the back of the boy's now very rumpled shirt, and the other twining tight fingers into his blonde hair. "That was . . . Really stupid," He gasped out, instinct gripping him as he pulled out and dove inside the blonde again. "I could really hurt you like that."
"It's fine," Naruto breathed against his neck, ending in a sharp intake of air as Neji pounded into him. "I heal really fast, no matter what you do to me." He clutched at the Hyuga's back, his nails nearly raking through the cloth of his shirt as the older man slammed into him again, harder than ever. "I wanted you, all of you. And you were taking too long."
" I know, cause you said you have other," Neji halted his words as he pressed in again, grinding into that spot that made Naruto scream, "Have other things to do."
Naruto's breathing was heavy and short, "but there's . . . Ah! Right there!" he tightened his grip on Neji, his breath coming on short gasps, "there's nowhere I'd rather be right now, Neji! AH!"
The Hyuga's fingers slipped underneath Naruto's shirt, trailing over the tattoo above his heart. He moaned as the blonde's insides squeezed around him, Naruto nearing his climax. "Aishitaru, Naruto. Arigato," He pushed into him again as the younger boy came hard against his lower chest. His grip around him tightened, and he slammed into him once more, releasing himself as well.
Naruto's arms went slack against Neji's back as the Hyuga slid down to the floor to his knees. "You really wear me out, tebayo," he complained quietly. He waited as Neji pulled out and began helping him up onto his unsteady legs. "Go change," he said, "or everyone's gonna notice."
The brunette narrowed concerned eyes at him, "nah, Naruto, will you be alright?"
Naruto grinned, "yeah, just hurry up and change clothes, I need to get out of mine too. I just gotta finish frosting this cake." He reached up and pulled the Hyuga down for a reassuring kiss.
As Neji left the room, the blonde returned to decorating his white and red cake, his mind elsewhere. "There's nowhere I'd rather be right now". "I said that . . . Didn't
I . . ." He leaned his head into his hand, wiping away the seat that had accumulated there a few minutes ago. "I'm . . . falling for him, aren't I . . ."
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Gaara leaned against the wall of Naruto's apartment. At this moment in time, he was really regretting that he'd agreed to come to the blonde's party at all. There were too many people here for his liking. The entire rooky nine, plus former team Gai, minus Lee. As well as a few others, like Konohamaru's squad and various teachers from the academy. Even Ibiki, from whom even Gaara of the Sand kept his distance.
And Naruto had given him all these stupid rules too. He'd made the redhead arrive early just for explanation of said rules. When Gaara had arrived, he'd found the blonde in the middle of changing into some fresh clothes, very red in the face when the Kazekage had asked why.
One such said rule, was that he was not allowed to have the gourd. The item was locked in Naruto's bedroom at the moment. The second rule was that Gaara had to dress nicely. Thankfully, Naruto and the Kazekage were the same size, so Naruto had dressed him in some casual pants and a loose fitting shirt. Gaara resented this, tight clothes were easier to move in should there be trouble. But Naruto had insisted that, "uke's wear baggy clothes. It's soooo moe!" Whatever the hell that had meant.
The Kazekage jumped as a hand slapped his shoulder, "yo little bro! I can't believe you're at a party!"
Gaara glared up into the purple painted face of his older brother, thinking, neither can I. "Are you drunk?" He asked, recognizing that glazed, red faced look his brother wore.
"So drunk!" Another voice piped up. Kiba Inuzuka wrapped his arms around the Suna Jonin's chest from behind with a broad grin. "And we didn't even have to slip him anything! Isn't that great!" He wiggled his eyebrows at Gaara, "now we just have to get him a liiiiittle bit more booz and see if he starts stripping or something!"
Gaara rolled his eyes, "great. What do you mean, 'slip him anything'?"
Kiba giggled pointing across the room, "lookie over there. Naruto's been spiking Neji's drink since the party started!"
Gaara looked, his eyes widening upon catching sight of the tall brunette waltzing around the opposite side of the room with Naruto. The blonde laughing hysterically.
The Kazekage smirked slightly. Naruto hadn't been lying when he said he and Lee liked to spike Neji's eggnog, though Gaara had his doubts the stuff was completely free of alcohol in the first place. The redhead's tiny smile fell. Lee . . .
The Jonin still wasn't back yet, and it was already a little after eleven. It didn't look like he'd be coming at all. "If it snows on the night of Christmas Eve, that your wish will come true in time for Christmas day . . ."
Gaara fingered the small, heart shaped pendant in his hand as he made his way towards Naruto's big glass back door leading out to the fourth story porch. He slid the door open, stepping out into the frigid night air and closing it behind him. His eyes rose up to the sky, drinking in the flickering light of the north star peaking out between the clouds. If it snows . . .
The Kazekage blinked as something cold and wet landed on his nose. He drew his eyes upwards again. It couldn't be . . . But as he stared long and hard up at the sky, he noticed the soft, white, glittering, crystallized drops drifting slowly down from the heavens. Gaara stood rooted to the spot as the flakes began sticking to the railing his hand was on, and falling down even farther to the streets below. Looking up into the light flurry, it was as though the sky was dropping its countless stars.
The glass door behind him flew open, "it's really snowing!" Naruto gasped, rushing out to catch the railing and lean back to look up into the falling snowflakes. "Amazing! Gaara, you made it snow! It hasn't snowed on Christmas since I was little!"
He turned a broad grin to his friend, "what did you wish for?"
Gaara shook his head slowly, "it's not . . . Going to come true. You said in time for Christmas day, right? It's eleven-fifty . . ."
Naruto's blue eyes wavered with sympathy, "He's coming back, Gaara. I know he is . . ."
The redhead's right hand trailed across the small, thread woven red ring on his left little finger. "I'm not so sure anymore," he whispered. As his hand touched the string, he jolted, feeling a sudden light flare of chakra. His eyes widened as he turned to look down the street, towards the direction of Konhagankure's main gate. The chakra flared again, and Gaara answered it with a burst of his own.
Naruto leaned over the railing, following the redhead's eyes. "What are you doing? Flaring your chakra like that, I didn't sense anything . . ."
Gaara ignored him, bending over the railing and peering down into the darkness at the far end of the street. His heart stopped as he caught sight of a figure walking across the snow-covered ground, the bright green of his clothes unmistakable.
The Kazekage ignored Naruto's startled gasp as he vaulted over the edge of the railing and down onto the white powdered street. His feet hit the ground running. Something inside him was controlling his body, Gaara of the Sand didn't act this way. But realizing that, he still ran. His mind was screaming that that figure ahead could be anyone, even a disguised assassin, but he didn't care.
Lee heard the rapid footsteps from where he was trying to shake some snow out of his dark black hair a block or so from Naruto's apartment. The storm had kept with him the entire way home, and even though he loved snow on Christmas, he was rather getting tired of it. His head jerked up as he heard the sound of someone approaching him, his hand reaching back to his weapons holder, instincts of the mission still with him. But his eyes widened farther than usual as he caught sight of the Kazekage of the Sand running towards him.
"Gaara?" Lee felt his footsteps quicken upon seeing the redhead. Even though he'd felt the younger shinobi's chakra earlier, he hadn't expected to find his friend running towards him. "Gaara?" Lee repeated, racing towards the Kazekage.
Gaara gasped as Lee's arms wrapped around him in mid step, the older ninja hoisting him up into the air, twirling around with a huge grin on his face.
"Hahahaha! Merry Christmas Gaara!" Lee's arms tightened around the Kazekage as Gaara leaned against him, his feet not even touching the ground.
"Merry Christmas, Lee . . ." Gaara whispered. He reached up, looping the jade hued metal chain around the older ninja's neck, letting his fingers trail down to the heart pendant at it's center.
"This is for . . . Me?" Lee breathed, watching as Gaara turned it to reveal the Leaf and name. He shivered as Gaara leaned his head dwon to rest on his shoulder, still tucked securely in Lee's arms. The Leaf Jonin turned and pressed his face into the Kazekage's red mop of hair, "it reminds me of you."
Gaara glanced at him and raised his head again so that he could look straight into Lee's eyes. "What?"
"It's a little red heart," Lee said, loosening an arm from around the younger shinobi, still holding Gaara off the ground. He trailed bandaged fingers across the red "ai" mark on the boy's forehead. "Like this."
The redhead stared at Lee, his breath halted. Since he'd placed it there, that tattoo had only ever symbolized his own self love, like the meaning of his name. But Lee had just . . . He'd somehow, suddenly, changed it into something different. Something less painful.
His hands unconsciously trailed up from where they'd been on Lee's shoulders up to the side of the Blue Beast's face. He let them stay there, watching the surprised, and yet strangely unafraid expression Lee made. Lee had never once been afraid of him. Not even back when they'd fought in the Chunin exams. Not once. Lee was the only one, even Naruto had been frozen with fear when they'd first talked. But not Lee . . . Never Lee . . .
Some sort of unknown instinct took hold of Gaara at that moment, one he didn't even known he had. For someone like him, a former monster, it didn't seem possible that he would have it. Gaara tilted his head, his hands tracing the lines of Lee's face as he leaned down. His lips met Lee's, cold from the snow falling around them.
Lee's eyes widened so far he thought he might have sprained a nerve in them. His grip on the redhead slowly tightened even more in his state of semi-shock. He watched as Gaara pulled away a moment later, a confused look on the Kazekage's face.
"What . . ." Gaara couldn't find any words, his fingers caressed the side of Lee's face, "I don't . . ."
"It's okay," Lee whispered, "I don't really get it either . . ." He smiled reassuringly, "but I liked it." He lowered the Kazekage until his feet touched the ground.
Gaara looked up into Lee's eyes, "so it's okay?"
"Yes," Lee breathed, leaning down to take Gaara's mouth against his own.
RANDOM AUTHOR RAMBLE
Yaaaaayyyy! Finally some good actual fluff for the slow paced Gaara and Lee. They're so slow at their relationship because Gaara doesn't really understand love, or know all the stuff that Naruto knows. And I started the chapter out with smut . . . T3T
I think it'll still be Christmas next chapter too. Hehehehehehe . . . Why do I think of snow in the summer? *sigh* so weird. Also, try looking straight up into a dark night sky next time it snows, straight up. You'll understand what Gaara was seeing.
Chapter Theme Song: Gotta Be somebody - Nickelback
"So I'll be holding my breath, right up till the end. Until that moment when, I find the one that I spend forever with . . ."