*starts to cry a little* This adorable story of mine is coming an end, but don't worry! I am planning a sequel centered on KakaxIru as well as writing a Death Note fic, which should both follow shortly. Also, if you want to read any of my original work, just go to my profile and follow the link to my profile. I only have one work on their but it's a really good one! Anyways, on to the finale and my third chapter to publish today. Oh and there's yaoi in this one.
Epilogue
Neji sighed as he wiped sweat away from his forehead. He looked around the unfamiliar room and smiled, setting his hands on his hips. The former Hyuuga didn't have many personal affects, but the boxes seemed to cover the majority of the floor space. He had carved small pathways between them so he could freely move around the living room, but that hasn't stopped him from tripping every now and then.
"And that's the last one," Gaara grunted as he set another small, but heavy box down by the doorway. "What the hell is even in there?"
"Weapons from Tenten," Neji laughed. "She was adamant about giving me a whole new set of shurikan, kunai, and a bunch of other knives before I left."
"I never knew that they were that heavy," the Kazekage groaned.
"Well that's because you have no use for them. I don't have a gourd of sand to use so I'm forced to sometimes rely on metal weapons," Neji chuckled.
Straightening up, Gaara threw an arm around his lover's waist, pulling him into his side. They both looked around the apartment that they would be sharing that from that day onward. The whitewashed walls seemed bright in contrast to the dark wood of the furniture and the cardboard boxes that contained Neji's things. Beneath their feet, the tile floor was cool and refreshing. A simple woven rug comprised of a variety of reds and grays lay at the center of the room. That was the only way to describe the apartment overall: simple.
"This still seems a little bit unreal," Gaara whispered.
"Well, you'd better get used to it, 'cause I'm not leaving anytime soon," Neji said.
Smiling, Gaara nuzzled against the side of Neji's head, almost purring in happiness. His hand traveled down Neji's side to rest casually on his ass.
Pulling away, Neji smiled at his boyfriend and said, "Come on. I need to get some of this stuff unpacked."
Gaara groaned inwardly, but set to work opening the boxes nearest him. They worked steadily without rest, tearing open the heavy binding tape that keep each cardboard box closed. The majority of what Neji had brought with him were relics that his parents had left behind for him, including a collection of ancient scrolls containing jutsu for Branch members of the Hyuuga clan. However, the thing that Gaara found the most interesting was a small black notebook that he found at the bottom of a very large box. It was plain and decorated by two letters in gold on the front: H.H.
"What is this?" Gaara wondered aloud, flipping the book over to examine the back.
"Oh, that's my father's journal from when he was a teenager," Neji said.
Standing up with five small scrolls in his arms, Neji turned to head towards the small library that was off of the living room.
"Open to the twentieth page," he shouted as he disappeared into the next room.
Flipping to the page Neji had told him to, Gaara found a small picture tucked inside. He took it out, holding it gingerly in his fingers as he set the book aside. It was of a woman standing in front of the Hyuuga compound, her hair wild compared to Neji's father, who stood next to her. Her skin was more tan than the typical pale coloration of the Hyuuga clan and her dark brown eyes glittered happily.
"That's my mom," Neji said, reappearing from the darkness of the library. "I found the notebook when I was going through the stuff Hinata brought me. I'd actually forgotten what she looked like."
Gaara set the picture on top of the notebook and handed them to his lover. Taking the two objects, Neji sighed softly and set them aside on the coffee table. He knelt down in front of Gaara so they were at eye level.
"There's only two boxes left and they're just small, unimportant stuff," Neji said slowly.
The former Hyuuga smiled mischievously as he softly grabbed Gaara's shoulder, pulling them together so their chests were flush against each other's.
"How about we move on to the next part?" he murmured, his arms dangling loosely over his lover's shoulders.
Smirking, Gaara gripped Neji's chin, running his thumb over the soft skin of his face. He pulled Neji's face down to his, kissing his chastely. Pulling back an inch, Gaara licked at the Jounin's bottom lip, silently asking. Neji's grin widened as he opened his mouth, slipping his tongue out. Running the muscle over Gaara's, Neji moaned slightly, gripping the back of the Kazekage's neck tightly. With great force and pleasurable need, the lover slammed their mouths together, groaning into each other's cavern.
Their tongues sparred as Gaara carefully picked his lover up, carrying him into the bedroom. Neji wrapped his legs around Gaara's waist, rubbing his clothed groin against the youngest Subaku's. Moaning, Gaara collapsed onto the bed with Neji under him. Scooting back onto the red blankets, Neji gasped the collar of Gaara's shirt, pulling the Kazekage along with him. Settling back onto the bed, Neji yanked Gaara's mouth down, letting the Kazekage's tongue slide into his.
Smiling into the kiss, Gaara reached down to pull open Neji's shirt, running his fingers along the pale skin. Neji's happy humming vibrated through Gaara's entire body, centering on his already hardened cock. Quickly pulling the shirt off, the Kazekage licked at one of Neji's nipples, then the other. Groaning, Neji raised his hips to rock against Gaara's.
Running a trail of light kisses down the center of Neji's torso, Gaara licked under the hem of the dark pants. A hot feeling settled in the former Hyuuga's lower abdomen, causing him to curse softly. Gaara grinned widely as he grabbed Neji's hips hard before setting to work on Neji's pants. Kissing the hard bulge, Gaara used his teeth to pull the button loose, opening the small flap. Neji groaned loudly, clenching his teeth as Gaara nuzzled against his crotch, yanking the zipper down.
Unable to take anymore, Neji reached down and pushed his pants off of his hips. He started to pant as Gaara took the black pants from him and threw them in the corner. Growling, Neji tore at his lover's clothing to toss them in a pile with his own clothes. When they were both down to their boxers, Gaara nipped at the hardened cock under the cloth and smiled wickedly. Neji squirmed and moaned as a cool hand slipped under his boxers. Fingertips lightly brushed over him, making Neji buck and grind.
"No," the former Hyuuga moaned as Gaara continued to stroke him.
Gaara's head snapped up, eyes wide with concern. Seeing the look on his lover's face, Neji smiled and sat up a little, his hand slipping under the cloth to cover Gaara's. He took control, pulling Gaara's hand out. The Kazekage started to protest, but Neji covered his mouth with a harsh kiss. Hooking Gaara's fingers in the hem of his boxers, Neji yanked them down, revealing his arousal. With a quick push, Gaara had his lover down on the bed again, looking him over.
"Gorgeous," the redhead murmured.
Blushing heavily, Neji bucked against Gaara's hips, trying to show him what he wanted.
"Alright, alright," Gaara laughed as he pulled his own boxers off.
Tossing the two pairs in the corner, the Kazekage bore down on his boyfriend, sucking on his fingers. Neji squirmed, his fingers winding in the red locks of his lover's hair. A wet finger pressed against his entrance and the former Hyuuga moaned loudly. It trailed around the outside, teasing him.
"Inside, now!" Neji hissed, pulling on Gaara's hair.
Suddenly, the finger slipped inside and Neji gasped, arching his back. He panted hard as Gaara slid it in as far as it could go, wiggling the small appendage.
"More. I need more."
More than happy to please his beloved, Gaara added a second and third finger, sliding them in and out of the pale man's entrance. Beneath him, Neji bucked and grinded as hard as he could, riding the fingers wildly. His hips rolled sharply, giving Gaara a great view of Neji's arousal.
"I can't take it anymore," the Kazekage moaned.
Neji was about to hiss with annoyance at the removal of the fingers, but it was cut off by a sudden, sharp gasp. Gaara had filled him completely with one trust, hitting his most sensitive spot.
"Right there," Neji moaned, gripping the blanket under him.
Slowly, Gaara pulled out almost all the way, leaving only his head inside. Then, he snapped forward, making Neji howl with pleasure. Thrusting toward, the lovers fell into a fierce, fast rhythm that only got faster and harder. Both of them were panting hard, Neji arching his back as much as he could. He gasped as his abused prostate burned with pleasure. The heat in his stomach grew with each thrust until he was almost to the tipping point.
"I-I-" Neji tried to say between pants as he reached his climax.
With a deep, resounding shriek, Neji came, his entire body tensing. Gaara felt the warm walls clenching around him and he groaned his lover's name, filling the hot passage. The lovers were as solid as statues as they rode out their orgasm, panting. As their bones melted, Gaara collapsed on top of Neji, burying his face in the silky brown hair.
"Neji," Gaara whispered as he moved them under the red blanket.
"Yeah?"
"I'm so happy right now."
Neji laughed and snuggled against Gaara's chest.
"So am I."
That's the end for now. Thank you so much to all of the fans of this story and I hope you'll read the sequel that will be coming in the future and some of my other work. Special thanks to nequam-tenshi for the great questions. They helped me find a direction whenever I got stuck.
