Pairings: NaruGaa

Summary: After a trip to the video store Gaara comes across a marvelous revelation. He loves Naruto! Wow! What else could follow, besides flirting and ending up on a couch together?

Warnings: Flirting and cheesy insults.

Author's Notes: Well, like I said before, I spilt this chapter and the last one up so that's why I'm updating so quickly. I actually didn't get to put everything I wanted into this one either. Oh well! Also, am I the only one who thinks my chapter titles are just really bad? I wish I could come up with something witty...

Have fun!

Chapter Six: Pop and Sizzle

I heard his familiar humming as he unlocked the door and stumbled in with a bag of groceries. I helped him with the bag and smiled softly at him.

"Gaara?" he exclaimed. His eyes moved slowly across the room, "H-Hey! You fixed the ceiling!"

I nodded as I set the groceries down.

"Gaara!" he jumped on me, "You are such a handy man! I like that!"

"I-I just wanted to h-help you a little because..." I was talking but it was hard to get my words out when he was kissing my neck and jaw like he was.

"Mmm-hmm," he murmured between kisses. His arms wrapped around my neck and his hand was getting lost in my hair.

"S-so...what did you buy, N-Naru?"

"OH!" he yelled so loud that it sent me jumping back and holding my speedily beating heart. Nobody has to be that loud. He turned to me with a grin plastered on his face, and I could see he was hiding something behind his back.

"What is it?" I asked. He pulled it out into the open slowly.

"Sandwich bread!" he cheered. "I'll make you any kind you want! Ne! Ne, Gaara-sama! What do you want?"

"I'll eat anything you make," I smiled.

Time seemed to just fly by whenever I was with him. He made me lunch and the rest of the day went by peacefully. We were still healing from our fight. I peeled off my bandage carefully. All of my ear was intact, but there was a white scar lingering there. That would probably be gone in a few days. We ended up sprawled out on the couch throwing food at each other.

"Gaara...what do you wanna do now?" Naruto asked lazily.

"I don't know," I replied dodging a crumb of bread.

"Waah! There's nothing to do!" he whined. "Hey! We should take a mission together!"

"Naruto...I'm on my vacation. I don't feel like it."

"But! I'm so bored - ouch!" I hit him in the eye with a piece of bread.

"Isn't there something to do in this town?" I asked, adding hurriedly, "besides getting drunk!"

"Ahhhh..." he collapsed backwards. "Well...we could always get a movie..."

"A movie...?" I never really watched them. I had to be incredibly bored to pop one in and actually sit through the whole thing. I'd never even personally been to the video store. It was always a movie one of my siblings rented and I watched alone. I always thought you should watch movies with other people. Maybe it would be different watching one with Naruto.

"Ok."

The video store was a bright place with way too many neon lights. Naruto ran in excitedly and pulled me with him. There was a pretty big selection. I was completely drawn to the horror movies. I wanted a movie with gore and blood that sent chills up your spine and was sure to keep you up long after you watched it. You'd be surprised with the kind of things ninjas can come up with. They're sick and twisted things. Naruto pouted and said he didn't want to watch a scary movie because it would scare him. Well, that was actually the point. Idiot. Instead he tugged me to another section that had a tacky looking pink and yellow sign. It couldn't possibly be the romance section, could it?

"LOOK!" he pointed and grabbed a movie off the shelf.

"What is it?" I asked, not really caring. It was going to be some boring, completely lame, pansy -

"Icha Icha Paradise...THE MOVIE!" he yelled, getting the attention of the other customers. My eyes widened as he ranted on about how he'd always secretly wanted to see it.

"Isn't t-that a...porn?" I asked in a hushed voice. I guess it wouldn't really help if I was hushed since he'd already yelled the raunchy title out for everyone to hear. I sighed. Naruto was a drunken, gluttonous pervert. I sure know how to pick 'em. My thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice from behind.

"Naruto..."

We both turned slowly to face...

"Neji! Lee!" Naruto beamed.

"Hello, Naruto-kun! Gaara-san!" Lee waved enthusiastically. Neji simply smirked that little haughty smirk of his. I don't think I like him. He stares at Naruto too much. I moved to grab Naruto's arm possessively. Neji followed my movement and glared viciously. Yeah, I don't like this guy at all. I glared my own death glare back at him.

"Naruto...could I talk to you...alone?" he asked saying the last part directly at my face. Naruto looked a little nervous. I didn't want him to go. What did he have to say that he couldn't say in front of all of us? I grabbed Naruto more firmly, but he wiggled out of my grasp and said he'd only be gone a moment. I watched their backs until they were both out of sight. I turned. I was left with Lee, and I was holding a porno movie. We both looked at it silently.

I put it back on the shelf.

We wandered to a safe area we could both appreciate. It was the martial arts section. It was by far the largest in the store. Lee was being unnaturally quiet. Did he know what Neji was up to? Damn it! If I had brought my gourd I could have spied on them with my third eye. I can't believe I keep forgetting about that thing. I could always get into trouble no matter how calm the situation! I frowned. Did I get off guard because I thought Naruto would protect me? I shook my head. No, it can't be that. Lee was spaced out and staring at the shelf of movies. I did something very strange. I initiated a conversation.

"So...Lee. What's up?" I said lamely. That seemed to snap him out of whatever daze he was in because he started talking to me rapidly about all sorts of things I could care less about. He was as energetic and talkative as Naruto. Why do I enjoy to torture myself like this? Actually, as I talked to him, I decided he was ok. Maybe it was because he was so obviously straight and I knew he would keep his paws off of Naruto. He kept talking about a Sakura-chan. He was pretty nice and polite. I didn't feel like smashing his face in like I did with a lot of other people. But, man, was he freaky looking. He has those weirdo eyes and huge, just abnormally large eyebrows. It's something you just can't get over until you've seen him a few times, but then again, maybe it just sticks with me because I don't have any eyebrows at all...

When I realized I was thinking about eyebrows I decided I might be getting just a little bored of watching his lips flap.

"Lee, do you know what Neji wanted with Naruto?" I asked directly. He looked at me and slightly bit his lower lip. His brows knitted together in that pensive gesture of his.

"Uh...probably something about a...a mission," he lied and I could tell. He was a bad liar and it only worried me more. Why were they talking for so long? Where were they? Fuck this! I was going to tear my Naruto away from him. I grabbed the first movie I saw and rushed through the store to find Naruto. When I didn't find him right away, I panicked. They didn't leave, did they?

No!

I went to the back of the store, and there they were. Neji was cornering Naruto in the most secluded spot in the store. He was leaned up next to him with one arm on the wall. Naruto was blushing and he looked nervous. What the Hell were they talking about? Neji reached his other hand up to touch Naruto's cheek lightly. I was going to kill him. I swiftly ran up to him and swung a punch at his head, but he caught my fist.

"You're slow," he said, flashing his vein-laced eyes at me, "...and I can sense your vicious chakra from a mile away."

"Get away from him," I gritted through my teeth. He only glared at me and I returned it with twice the hatred. The only thing running through my mind was how he was going to die. Vivid diagrams and torture methods flashed in my head and I smiled cruelly. I tried to ram my fist into that pretty face of his, but his grip on my hand was too strong. Bastard.

"Hey! Hey! Stop it, you guys...put down your fists, please..." Naruto pleaded, placing his hand softly on top of ours. I only pulled back my fist after I grabbed Naruto's arm and pulled him towards me. My eyes never left Neji's. Naruto said his goodbyes and pulled me out of the store quickly. I was still too pissed off to think straight. The look on Neji's face when he was talking to Naruto was burned into my brain. It was that look you give to someone when you want to tie them up to your bed and have your way with them.

"Bastard," I said out loud. Naruto stopped and turned to me. His face was full of guilt. I vaguely wondered why he would feel guilty. Neji was the one being a bastard.

"What did he want?" I asked coldly. I still wanted to know.

"Nothing," he answered. My eyes widened. Naruto wouldn't lie, would he? "He was just being Neji, is all..."

He grabbed my hand and walked with me slowly back to the house. I didn't like the change in his mood. It was like there was a dark cloud hoovering above him the whole time. I stopped walking. He was brought out of his thoughtful daze when my hand tugged on his. He turned to look at me and his eyes were full of emotion. His eyes were still laced with guilt. I didn't want him to feel that way.

I called his name as I pulled him close to my body and kissed him passionately. He gasped and grabbed my shirt tightly like holding onto me was the only thing keeping him on his feet. I loved that possessiveness. I opened my eyes half way and met with his watery sapphire eyes. They were gentle and hungry. He pleaded softly with them and I gave into them, kissing him hard. I licked his lips and he parted them slowly to tempt me. I eagerly slid my tongue in his mouth and he fought back with his. Soon I had him pressed up against a brick wall of one of the buildings on the street. I didn't care if everyone in the whole village saw us, and I wished a certain white-eyed bastard would see us. I pressed up hard into him and nipped gently at his neck. He gasped again. His gasps were so delicious. I wanted more. I slid my leg up between his and rubbed against the hardness in his pants.

Gasp.

"G-Gaara! S-Someone will see us!" he whispered as I kissed his neck and held him tighter. I wasn't going to let him go. He pushed me slowly and I kissed him as much as I could before I was out of reach. I was gazing at his heavily flushed face. He was panting and so was I. I grabbed his chin and leaned into him, but I didn't kiss him. I pressed my forehead to his with my nose lightly touching his.

"Naruto. You're mine," I stated flatly. He nodded.

The sun was setting as we walked the rest of the way home in silence. He had his arm around my shoulders and I had my arm wrapped tightly around his waist. Some of the villagers sent us curious glances, but I didn't care. I was happy. I was in love.

I was sure of that now.

We reached the apartment and he shut the door behind him lightly. I was absorbed in my thoughts. I loved him, I really did. Repeating that fact in my mind only made it more final. It was so obvious. I turned to look at him. I wanted him to know. As soon as I caught the foxy look on his face, I couldn't speak. He was so adorable! It looked like he was studying me. He broke into a smile and walked over to me to hug me. My heart swelled, but it seemed like it only served to block the passage in my throat. I tried to speak, but I just couldn't get past that lump. I loved him and I couldn't tell him! Why?

I was afraid.

He let go of me reluctantly. He always liked warmth and we were warm together. He looked at me with an expression of curiosity drawn on his lovely face. Can he see my fear? Can he read my mind and know what's in my heart?

"Gaara! Did you get a movie?" he asked, tilting his head to the side and squinting his eyes. I was glad he was so thick-headed. At this rate he might never know how I felt. I had completely forgotten about the movie. It was in my hand the whole time. I nodded and presented the tape to him. He grabbed it and bounced into the living room to set it on. I followed him silently and sat next to him on the couch.

"Oh no!" he gasped.

"W-What is it Naruto?" I asked. He had a thoughtful frown on his face.

"How could I forget?" he said softly. Forget what? What was he talking about?

"You can't have a movie without popcorn!" he beamed. His face changed to one of determination like popcorn was going to change the world. He dashed into the kitchen, flinging drawers and cabinets open and I followed him.

"Popcorn...? Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever had popcorn before," I said thoughtfully.

"WHAT?" he stared with his eyes nearly popping out of his head, "That's so wrong! Gaa-chan, why didn't you ever tell me? That's horrible! You were such a deprived child!"

Well, yeah. I was horribly deprived, but I think that's more because I was a kid with a psychotic demon inside of me that wanted to take over my body every time I slept and because I had a sick and twisted father who ordered people to kill me almost everyday - not because of the lack of popcorn in my life. No amount of popcorn could have fixed my problems...unless...unless I was sharing it with Naruto. I smiled wistfully at the blonde that was pushing buttons on the microwave. Oh, please, Naruto, make me your popcorn and share it with me.

I'll eat your popcorn all night long.

He stared at the microwave with an aloof expression on his face. As soon as it started to pop he moved to sit on the counter and began to swing his legs like a child. Suddenly, he turned to me with a lusty expression gracing his face and he narrowed his fox-like eyes. How could he do that? How could he change from an innocent child to a foxy temptress in the blink of an eye? He raised a hand and beckoned me with the bending of a finger. I went to him like a trained dog.

He opened his legs and I settled myself in between them as he sat on the counter. His eyes were glazed with amusement as he played with my red hair. He twirled my locks between his tan fingers and laughed softly.

"Gaa-chan...I love your hair," he giggled with glee while he nuzzled my head with his cheek and brought me into a tight hug.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

My heart was beating hard in my chest. Why? Why? He didn't do anything, and yet this little show of affection was sending my heart racing. How did he know what got to me? Well, actually, everything he did got to me. I was so close to him that I could feel his soft heart beat under my wild one. I was covered in his scent. His warmth was overflowing. I struggled for words because I thought that somehow speaking might slow my heart down.

"I-It's red," I said. I blushed at how stupid my own words sounded, but my speaking had successfully moved some of my concentration away from his loving presence. It didn't help for long. He moaned provocatively into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Oh...I looove redheads," he whispered in a breathy, unbelievably sultry voice. He moaned again and called my name. He wrapped his legs around my body and licked my neck. He teased by scraping his long canines on my tender flesh and slipped a hand under my shirt to squeeze and tease a nipple.

Oh, God.

My knees weakened. He can be so sexy it hurts. He continued to lick and kiss and grope. He changed from being rough to being gentle. It was confusing and so stimulating. I didn't know if he would bite or tease or scratch or just kiss me softly. I was spinning down a lusty path and I was afraid of were it would take me. I clutched the back of his shirt as he caressed and teased. I was getting hot. It was so hot in this kitchen. If he didn't stop, I was going to be begging for him to do more in no time. He had his tongue down my throat and I was moaning without holding back. And my pants...my pants were feeling so tight -

Ding!

"It's ready!" he gasped with his face deeply reddened. He slid down my body slowly and before I knew it he was...gone?

Where'd he go?

"Ahh! Gaara-sama! It's nice and hot!" I turned quickly and saw him holding a steaming bag of popcorn. Oh. The popcorn. That's right. I knew that.

I crossed my arms and tried to recover some of my composure. He poured the contents of the bag into a big blue bowl and I could see the steam rising.

"Try some! Tell me if you like it!" he smiled and shoved the bowl towards my face. I obediently took a piece and tossed it into my mouth. Hmm. It was crunchy and buttery and salty. I always thought it would be sweet. I hate sweets. I was pleasantly surprised.

"Well? Well?" he asked with an expectant look on his face. He's so adorably cute.

"It's good," I said as I grabbed the bowl and left for the couch popping the yellow puffs into my mouth all the while. Actually, it's really good. Good and addictive.

"YAY!"

He jumped over the couch and landed with a huge plop. I offered some of the popcorn to him and he looked so happy I couldn't keep from smiling. Sharing it with him was so nice. As the movie started, I heard a plip-plop outside. I turned to the window. It was dark out, heavy with even darker looming clouds. It was starting to rain. Somehow the dark weather and soothing droplets landing on the window and rooftop seemed perfect for watching movies.

Speaking of the movie, it was a foreign film from the Water Country. Anything from the Water Country, besides fish, is bound to be worthless. And the movie was old. The film was poor quality and gritty. I could swear they hired a drugged up bum to be the camera man and his dog to write the script. We both really tried to pay attention, but a few minutes into it and we were both laughing and making fun of it.

"This movie sucks. Way to go Naruto."

"Whaaaat? You picked it, Gaara!" he said, pointing an accusing finger at me.

"You let me pick it and it was your idea to get a movie in the first place," I laughed because someone just got a kunai in the throat and a geyser of terribly fake looking blood was spewing dramatically out of his neck. It looked just like red paint.

"Wah! You are so mean, Gaara!"

"At least I'm not stupid," I chucked a piece of popcorn at him and he pouted furiously.

"Shut up, ugly!"

"Idiot!"

"Jerk!"

"Fatty!"

"Hey...I'm not fat," he said looking down self-consciously and frowning. I threw another piece of popcorn at him. "HEY! GIMME THAT!" he yelled reaching for the bowl. I pushed him with my arm to keep him at bay while I held the bowl far out of his reach.

"Make me."

"Oh, I'll make you!"

"Come on, sissy."

"I'm not a sissy!"

"You act just like a girl," I smirked at him. He really did. I remembered that time in the tea shop when he had a 'girl talk' with the waitress.

"How dare you say such a thing! You...you demon!"

Pause.

If anyone else had called me a demon, it would have hurt and they would most likely be dead. However, with Naruto we were on the same level. I didn't feel bad at all. I bonked him on the head.

"You're a demon, too, dummy! Just shut up and give up already!"

"Never! Y-You Zombie!" Zombie? That's a new one.

"Dog-face!"

"Panda eyes!"

"Moron! I'm never giving you this popcorn. I like it too much," I said. To prove my point I stuck a piece tauntingly in my mouth, just daring him to grab it. I rolled it on my tongue a few times and his eyes watched intently. He reached for it and right as he almost had it, I chomped down and his hand bumped into my lips. I chuckled inwardly and he looked angry. I was very amused. Then he turned away with a pout on his face. What's this? Did the Uzumaki Naruto finally give up at something or was he cooking a plan up in his mind? He grinned. Just what I expected.

"Oh...you'll give me everything I want...Uke," he teased. He prodded me with a finger and looked at me with lusty eyes.

What?

"U-Uke? What's an 'Uke'? N-Naruto?"

"Ahh...? You really don't know?" he leaned in close. I shook my head.

"That's the guy on the bottom..." he whispered. Bottom? The hand I was using to hold him back slackened and he used the opportunity sit on my lap. He licked my ear and whispered a few other things that made me blush and stutter a little. The bowl dropped. My eyes widened and I blushed deeper.

I'm an 'uke'?

He was already sitting watching the horrible movie when I got out of my daze. It's not true is it? He does always seem to have more control over me than I have on him. I gasped and was suddenly upset. I didn't want to be under him! That pervert! He thinks he can get away with anything just because he's beautiful and charming...and sexy. Damn it!

"Uke, huh?" I asked as I attacked him, sending popcorn flying everywhere. I can dominate him. I grabbed the both of his wrists and kissed him roughly on the mouth. He squirmed in my grip and when I broke our lip-lock he gasped.

"Oh, Gaara-sama! I am at your mercy! Please! Be gentle!" he moaned loudly. He tossed and gasped sensually when I kissed him again and it made me blush like crazy and got shy from just the sight. He was under me. He was willing. But he was also playing along. How can he do this to me? I wouldn't know what to do next...I loosened my hold. He cracked an eye open and his gaze turned predatory.

Before I knew what hit me, he flipped me over and was on top of me, nibbling and licking my neck. He took a long lazy lap at my face with his hungry tongue and I shivered. He was the only person who could completely own me like this. He kissed me and explored my mouth with his greedy tongue. I was suppressing my needy wanton moans and trying not to respond. He broke the kiss quickly and looked at me with concern.

I was so weak.

"What's wrong, Gaa-chan?" he asked in a sweet voice. I didn't answer him and just stared at the tv with a frown on my face. The glow of the set was bright, but I wasn't watching the actors at all. I could hear the sharp intake of his breath.

"Aww...are you mad because I called you an uke? Don't be, Gaara-sama! That's nothing to be ashamed of! I've been uke before!"

Hold the phone.

"B-Before?" I turned to face him and he nodded. I was a little confused. Before? Before would mean there was someone else. My heart sank. Someone else was with Naruto like that? The thought made me feel very depressed. That couldn't be right, could it?

"Yeah, it's not bad at all!" he grinned, "You get used to it and then it feels really good."

"W-Who? Who was...on t-top?" I asked timidly. I was hurt. He looked at me closely. Did he see the pain?

"Oh...that doesn't really matter now, Gaara-sama," he relaxed on top of me and opted to stretch across me like a giant cat. He plucked a piece of popcorn out of my hair and ate it. He can't just leaving me hanging like that! I have to know now! Who made him feel "really good"? This was driving me insane! I tried to think of someone who could possibly dominate him. He would have to be wild and rugged. I took a guess.

"K-Kiba...?" I asked. He faced me and pondered what I was talking about. He finally remembered my question and then broke into laughter. It's not funny...

"Kiba! No way! I was seme to Kiba!" he blurted out. Seme? Was that the guy on top? Wait a second! He had sex with Kiba?

"W-What? N-Naruto! Who was the other guy, then?" I demanded, getting a little angry. There was a pain growing in my chest. That explains Kiba's overprotectiveness. But I still had to know who Naruto's 'seme' was.

"Gaara! Calm down. It really doesn't matter," he said petting my hair lightly. How could he say that? I want to know who it was so I can rip his heart out and make sure he never makes anyone feel "really good" again.

"Please...t-tell me...I think it's important," I begged. I was probably digging a hole for myself that would lead to rage and misery, but I had to know.

"Really? Well...I guess it's not nice to keep secrets...But! I will only tell you if you promise not to get mad and go out and hurt him! Ok, Gaara?" I thought about his proposal. I nodded. It was a promise I probably wouldn't be able to keep unless the reason it "didn't matter" was because the guy was already dead. He sighed and revealed the answer to my burning question.

"Neji."