Disclaimer: Still don't own Naruto.

Pairings: GaaNaru, NaruGaa

Summary: It's time to confess and time to party.

Warnings: Say no to drugs. :D

Author's Notes: This is my favorite chapter so far!

I hope y'all like it.

Chapter Three: Confessions and Headaches

With every stride I took to Konoha, I gained more courage. I was more and more determined to have Naruto all for myself. It was only right. I never really wanted much, unless I wanted someone dead. This time I just wanted. The more I thought about it, the more I remembered things to spur me on. I thought of the two times he'd really spoken to me. Both times he spilled his heart to me. Even if he spoke of sadness, there was always optimism in his eyes. He was so full of love. I can't believe I didn't realize it before. I was drawn to his love.

He was someone I needed.

The morning brightened as I continued traveling. The trees in the vast forest brushed against my legs as I leapt from branch to branch. The birds hovered above in the clear blue sky. There was so much life here. In the desert there's nothing but emptiness. This land suited Naruto. The sun was rising magnificently above the village. It was so brilliant and wonderful. The warm rays tingled my skin and made me feel strong and comforted. The light reminded me so much of Naruto's hair and sunny smile.

I reached the gates to the village quickly. I showed the guards my papers and was let in. I was so full of hope and anticipation. I was anxious. I had to see him now. I wandered through the streets and shops searching for him. Everyone was passing me by thoughtlessly. I half expected to find him strolling down the street as casually as I did last time, but this time he was nowhere in sight. Where was he?

I could swear I checked everywhere. I even checked at the ramen bar he took me to on my last visit. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack if he didn't spring out of one of these alleys soon. Oh, God. What if he left? He could be on a long dangerous mission right now. He could be in trouble. My mental panicking was cut short by a harsh call from behind.

"Oy! Sand guy! What the hell do you think you're doing running around like that?" the stranger barked at me with cruelty laced in his voice. I turned to look at my speaker. I recognized him. He had wild dark hair and was wearing a strange array of fur and fishnet. His face was very exotic with sharp animalistic eyes and red paint on his cheeks. He had a small white dog on his shoulder.

"Kiba?"

"That's my name," he said while grinning and cracking his knuckles, "Now answer my question!"

He looked like he wanted me six feet under. He kept scowling as he walked over to me. I think he had every intention of beating an answer out of me. It made me wonder how much he knew about Naruto and I. I didn't have time to fight with him. I was so worried I would never see my blond kitsune again. I answered his question with another question instead. It was the question that was torturing me.

"Where's Naruto?" I asked desperately. Did I sound as worried to him as I did to myself? I didn't care how I sounded. I had to see him. I pleaded pathetically with my eyes. He studied me for a while and some of his imposing over-protectiveness melted away. He gestured with his hand.

"Uh...he's back that way. I'll show you," he said. He grabbed my arm a little forcefully and lead me in the right direction. I would have protested at his physical contact, but he was taking me to the person I wanted to see so badly. He let go of me after a while and continued briskly down the street. He took me to a cozy-looking tea shop. I squinted to search for him within the shop and I quickly recognized the unmistakable head of blond spikes. I nearly leapt for joy. As I was about to enter, Kiba stopped me.

"If you hurt him, I'll rip you to pieces," he threatened.

"Not before I kill myself," I answered grimly. He seemed satisfied with my answer and backed off. As he left, I went into the store, trying to hold up all the courage I'd accumulated.

Oh, I was in deep.

When I saw that golden haired boy sitting in that booth staring glumly into his cup of tea, I had the urge to completely smother him with hugs and kisses. I walked up to him and could feel myself gasp as he looked up at me. Why did his eyes have to be so beautiful? I saw the transformation in them and I knew I was welcome. They looked deeply emerged in thought, and as they moved up to meet my eyes they practically glowed with joy. His face broke into a sweet little smile and I was left speechless. I went to hug him, but he beat me to it. He practically sprang out of his seat and tackled me, nearly knocking me over.

"Gaaraaaa!" he squealed. He rested his head next to mine with his chin on my shoulder. His lean arms around my slender waist held me incredibly tight. I thought I would collapse from the ecstasy of having him so close and adoring. For a moment I thought I must have walked into someone else's body. This kind of happiness doesn't belong to me.

Oh, but I took advantage of it. I petted his light feathery strands of golden hair. My other hand clutched his jacket. I didn't want him to leave. I wished we could stay like this forever. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath that was marked with his unique scent. He had an overpowering scent of sunshine and warmth, mixed with clean grass, and a less noticeable aroma that reminded me of a canine. Yeah, I knew something about him reminded me of puppies.

"N-Naruto," I started shyly. I knew I was blushing and he turned to look at me. He winked. He was just trying to kill me. I sighed as I ran my hand down his back soothingly. When I opened my eyes I noticed that the booth he had recently vacated was occupied by another person. He was staring at us.

"Neji?" I asked, more than a little surprised. He looked at me like I had just said something incredibly scandalous. I was a little embarrassed of being so affectionate in public. Hell, this is more affectionate than I'd ever been in private. Except for that night a about a week ago...

I blushed.

He continued to scowl at me and Naruto turned around to see what was going on. He was still wrapped in my arms as he turned to face Neji.

"See? He came back! I told you he would," Naruto chirped cheerfully. Neji sighed and looked at him sadly. He got up and the glare he sent me just about pissed me off enough to punch it right off his face. What the hell is wrong with all of Naruto's friends? They all give me that same look. It's like they think I'm going to do something horrible to him. I was the one that was nearly molested.

Fucking bastard.

"I guess I should leave you two alone," he said curtly. As he left, I swear I could see the stick up his ass. What was he doing here with my Naruto anyway? Naruto tugged at my sleeve and asked me to sit down with him. I sat across from him in the booth and he gave me a little frown. Everything he does is just so damn cute. Even his frowns are cute. I couldn't quite figure out what he was frowning about, though. After a couple of moments, the waitress came by our table and as I was ordering some tea I could feel a foot rubbing seductively against my leg. It startled me badly and the waitress looked at me curiously when I yelped. As soon as she left, I turned to look at Naruto. He had the most innocent look on his face. So damn cute...

"Gaara...why don't you sit next to me?" he purred sweetly.

No request he made was too small for me. I moved over to his side and he beamed. I wondered timidly about what to tell him. I had a few things running in my head, and very few of them were useful. I evaluated each one carefully, so I wouldn't offend him or make myself self end up looking like an ass. Naruto, I want you. Although, that's very accurate, it's a little too possessive. It needs to be backed up by something else, I wouldn't know what that was. Naruto, I love you. Oh, that one is tough to say. I don't think I could say it without turning a million shades of red and dying first. Naruto, I think you are the most beautiful person in the world, I want you to always be by my side, I want to have your babies and live happily ever after with the sunset as our romantic backdrop. That one is just plain psychotic and doesn't make sense. I need to be drunk or just slightly more sleepdeprived than I am before I could say that. Naruto, I'm sorry for leaving. Good. That one works.

"Naruto..."

"I'm sorry," he finished for me. Oh, okay. He took my best line. Now what was I going to say? I stumbled around for a few words, but nothing coherent came out of my mouth.

"No, don't talk. Let me explain," he continued, "I just couldn't believe it when I saw you after all those years. Gaara, you're really fucking hot. Really! You needed to be jumped." the grin he sent me was way too alluring for it's own good.

"Naruto! Is that why you took me to your apartment?" I asked a little riled up. This was exactly what I worried about.

"No! Never! Well...that was part of it," he answered truthfully. I sighed in relief.

"You see...It all started back when we were kids. At first I was afraid of you," he said. I nodded. That was understandable. You'd have to be a fucking moron not to be afraid of me.

"When I learned about your demon and your loneliness, and how you went trough all that and never found anyone to help you...I couldn't believe it. I thought I could never beat someone like you. You had to be the strongest person in the world to live in that Hell. The only thing that ever kept me going was protecting my friends. But then, when I saw how you reacted whenever you saw Sakura-chan, Sasuke, and I fighting and risking our lives for each other, I knew it hurt you."

It was true.

I was so confused and jealous. What they did went against everything I lived for. I saw that girl fight for Sasuke. I saw Naruto and Sasuke fight for each other and her when I had her tied up. Even though Sasuke was exhausted, he tried to continue. Even though Naruto shouldn't have been able to hold up against me, he continued. That was camaraderie. That was love. I didn't know any of those things. I wanted to, but at the same time I never believed it was possible for me to know them.

"During our fight, everything changed. The pain in your eyes was the same as mine. I didn't want you to keep living only for yourself! I wanted you to know there were other ways to live! I wanted to help you!" he cried passionately. I could see the tears welling in his eyes. It was just the same as it was that day.

"I know, Naruto," I tried to comfort him, "It was too early for me to know that back then, but you made your impact on me...I could never stop thinking about you and what you said."

He looked at me with his sympathetic watery blue eyes and sniffled. That look made me want to do incredible things. It filled me with the desire to climb the highest mountain in the world, or something equal or greater in magnificence. I just wanted to make him happy and let him know he didn't have anything to worry about. He continued to sob silently and I just couldn't take those tears. I wiped them from his face and I held his chin up. I found myself enticed by his soft trembling lips again. This time I was the one to kiss him. I kissed him deeply and put all of my emotions in that kiss. He clenched my shirt tightly and gasped. The sound of his gasp was so irresistible to my ears. It made me want to do more than kiss him. As I moved closer into him, I heard another sound. I didn't hear it quite well enough to identify it. I heard it again. It was a very soft and shy cough. I turned around.

It was our waitress holding my tea.

"AH!" I jumped in my seat when I noticed her. Her face was bright red and she mumbled a few hasty apologies for interrupting us and left quickly. I kept my hands in my lap and stared into my tea all flustered. Naruto laughed and hugged my arm.

I sipped my tea slowly while he talked to me. I loved the sound of his voice. He was so energetic and cheerful. It made me feel at ease. It was nice to have someone talk to you like you were totally normal. He chatted with me like it was the most natural thing in the world. I smiled softly. He was my first friend, and more than that. He ordered some more tea. I could never look at the waitress straight in the face whenever she came back. Naruto wasn't helping either by starting conversations with her. It also didn't help that they mostly talked about me. They cheerfully talked about how "pretty" my hair was. Nothing about me is "pretty". She was overly friendly and the two of them giggled together like a couple of girls. Well...at least one of them was a girl, but Naruto didn't have an excuse.

After a while I was feeling very warm inside. Maybe it was because Naruto never let go of my arm. Once again, we stayed talking so late that most people were leaving already. I studied his sweet foxy face that was always grinning at me. A little bit of tea dripped on the side of my cup and I licked it up with the tip of my tongue. A glimmer of something flashed in his eyes and suddenly he was dangerously close to me.

"I want you so bad...Gaara," he moaned into my ear as he ran his hand forcefully and painfully slow up my inner thigh. His other hand was scratching my back and slipping itself slyly under my shirt. It was so arousing. I was burning up in that little booth with his hands all over me. My cup tumbled out of my hand. He caught it skillfully and the look on his face was absolutely predatory. I could swear my face was on fire by that point.

Oh, only he could do this to me.

"You have no idea how sexy you are," he whispered seductively in between planting soft butterfly kisses along my jaw. I moved a little away from him and nearly fell out of the seat.

"N-Naruto! W-Why don't you show me around your t-town for a while?"

"Hmm..." he squinted at me in his foxy way. "Okay!"

He took my hand and practically bolted out of the shop. He didn't even pay the bill. I had an ominous feeling wasn't going to survive the night with this guy.

"OK! This is the ramen bar, Ichiraku!" he said cheerfully. It was at least the fourth time he'd shown that ramen bar to me. I sighed. I knew where the laundry mat, the convenience store, the Hokage monuments, and the Ninja Academy were. And for the millionth time, that damn ramen bar. He was a horrible host.

"Naruto...don't you know any other places?" I asked. I was getting a little bored, even though some of his descriptions of places were amusing. I could only visit the same ramen bar so many times before I felt like maiming small children.

"Hmm? Ohh..." he looked down. Uh-oh. I hope I didn't say anything wrong. He chuckled and looked at me mischievously.

"Sabaku no Gaara...are you looking for somewhere to have a good time?" he leered at me and winked.

"What?" I asked confusedly. He whispered into my ear.

"No! It's not like that!" I stammered and blushed furiously.

"Oh...damn. I'll take you there some day..." he said wistfully. He continued to think and I could practically see the light bulb ignite over his head.

"I KNOW! COME ON! Let's go!" he yelled loudly. He grabbed my arm and led me away.

"Here it is! The ultimate man's place!" he shouted triumphantly while gesturing widely with his arms. I looked at the rowdy place in front of me. It was a bar complete with karaoke. A sound similar to a thousand dying cats emanated out of the place and men of all ages and sizes staggered around aimlessly. Some were passed out on the floor. Others were singing and dancing and a few looked like they were about to rip each other's heads off.

"I don't drink," I said softly.

"Don't be silly! Alcohol is the solution to all of life's problems!" he beamed ecstatically. I was very worried.

"You don't really think that-" I started but was cut off by his voice.

"I think it's about time that you and I got completely smashed!"

Before I could protest, he dragged me inside. I had to dodge a man stumbling out of the door that almost ran into me. I considered killing him, but then I felt somewhat sorry for him. In a few minutes that could be me. Naruto jumped onto a stool at the bar and patted the one next to him. I sat down carefully. I put my elbows down on the counter, and they got all wet. The whole place was a mess. There were a few broken pieces of glass here and there and I could swear everyone in the place was completely insane. I was lucky. The guy sitting next to me on my left seemed pretty stable, if not incredibly depressing. He was mumbling about women. Naruto nudged me and handed me a drink, but I was still watching the man next to me. Naruto followed my line of sight.

"Shikamaru! What are you doing here? Have you no shame?" Naruto yelled. It was incredibly ironic. The bushy-haired ninja turned and stared at him for a while. Finally, comprehension showed on his face.

"Na-Naruto? Whash you doin' here, Naru-chan?" he slurred.

"Didn't you learn anything from your old man?" Naruto yelled slightly insulted.

"Ya know...Life is a big FAT troublesome thing...it's always the blonds..." he rambled on, taking another shot. I looked at Naruto. He shrugged.

"Whenever I see him in here he's always going on about some blond chick," he said. Blonds. I understood completely. I turned to Shikamaru to have a word with a fellow man haunted by a beautiful blond.

"Hey...you gonna be ok?" I nudged him a little. He turned and looked at me. His eyes widened. He stuttered a lot about something and finally I think I heard him say he was fine. He left soon after. I sighed. It feels good to help people. Sometimes. Oh, God, I really am going soft. Stupid blonds.

"HEY!" my blond yelled, shoving the drink at me. I took it and drank. As soon as the acrid taste touched the back of my throat I gagged and spit most of it out.

"It's disgusting," I said between coughs. Naruto was pointing and laughing at me, the sadistic bastard.

"Aww, don't worry, Gaa-chan. It's an acquired taste. After a few more, you won't even notice it!" he smiled.

"My sister calls me 'Gaa-chan'," I said somewhat distressed.

"Really? Temari-chan does? Hmmm...well. I'll have to come up with a new name for you, then. Drink up!" he said, magically producing another drink in his hand.

"Naruto...Do I have to?" I grumbled.

"Only if you love me," he pouted. "I mean I take you back lovingly into my arms and act as a wonderful hostess for you...the least you could do is get wasted with me!" he whined.

Did he just call himself a hostess? I took the drink reluctantly. Oh, the things I do for blonds. I swallowed it as quickly as I could and barely managed to keep myself from spitting it all out again. It was so bitter. It made my eyes water. My Naruto was grinning at me again and he patted me on the back. He downed two shots in the blink of an eye. I felt like crying. I was in love with an alcoholic. Instead, I took another piss-flavored drink from Naruto. Is this "drowning your sorrows"? I looked at my foxy man chatting with the bartender. He turned and gave me a big hug. A small smile sneaked itself on my face. My first drink was with him. I don't think that could possibly be sorrowful.

Twelve drinks later we were on our way to being completely "wasted". It's interesting the things you learn by being possessed by a demon. Apparently our demons have an incredibly high tolerance for alcohol. That was comforting. The brain damage I was going to suffer wasn't going to be as bad as it would for a normal person. Hooray.

Six drinks later we were both singing. Well, I'm sure he was. His voice was screeching unbearably loud through the karaoke speakers. If I could find my hands I would know if I was holding a microphone too. His face was hilarious. There were these funky lines on it. Heeheehee. I think I tackled him because we were both on the ground. I wanted to get to those little marks on his face.

"GAARA! YOU'RE TICKLING ME!" he screamed. Heeheeheeheeeeeee. I am not.

"Da fuck is on yer face...? Eh, Naru? Naruuuuuu?"

"STOP TOUCHING MY WHISKERS! AHH!" he laughed. He squirmed too. He was just like a little kitten.

"Oh...I've got whiskers..." I slurred suggestively.

"DUDE! YOU ARE SO WASTED!"

What-sed? Da fuck? Don't you tell me. Someone hurled us off stage. Something bony landed on top of me. It was Naruto!

"Naruto!" I cried happily. I hugged him. He was so soft and skinny, just like a girl.

"HEY! YOU GUY, YOU! YOU CAN'T JUST TOSS US AROUND LIKE THAT! I MAKE THE RULES HERE!" he yelled angrily, fidgeting in my arms.

"Naruto! I have somethin' to tells yous"

"WHAT?" Oh my God. He was so loud. No. I was going to tell him something else...

"Naruto! You have ta be teh most beautiful person on the planet and the world!"

"YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!" he shouted and hugged me.

"But wait! Naruto! Don't ever leave, 'kay? Never! I'll hunt you down..."

"I'M HUNGRY!" he got up, but I pulled that sucka back down. Oh, no! You're staying with me, Foxy-man!

"Naruto! P-Promise me ta have babiez and s-sunshine..."

"OKAY! ANYTHING FOR YOU, GAARA-SAMA! ...WAIT! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!"

I rolled over. I was in a field of grass with the stars hanging over me. I turned to my side and there was this gorgeous angel lying next to me. I was in Heaven. I stood up shakily on my feet. I wobbled a few steps forward and threw up twice. Urgh. I was not in Heaven.

AND THAT ENDS CHAPTER 3!