Chapter One: Hate me softly

Warning: yaoi (and lots of it) This is some very mature stuff folks. O

Legalities: I don't own Naruto. I don't own anything pertaining to the characters except the bizzare scenario they've been put in, and the dialouge I've stuck them with.

Gaara, Naruto, and Sasuke: We're not complaining. purr

Oh.. I guess I sorta.. well.. can I ownmy story/

Omniscient voice: Suuuuuuure, but not Naruto's actual story. That belongs toNaruto'screators. Like you know enough about it to own it. Ahahahaha..

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Therewas a jarring slam against the door. "Naruto, get inside," came a muffled voice. "Shouldn't we knock first," teased a softer voice. "Dobe, just get inside." The door burst open. Naruto and Sasuke's lover's haze receded as they were confronted by an icy, green stare. Naruto, bundled up in Sasuke's arms, froze. Sasuke's tender grip on Naruto shuddered, tightening.

An interrupted Gaara staired noiselessly back at them. Tangled wires weaved up from the stereo system and into his ears.The music had drowned out the voices and intrusion, but the sight was something to behold. Secrets danced perilously in Gaara's enchanting stare. Awkward memories flickered behind his icy expression. Sasuke's sobbing voice choked out in his mind. He should have known Sasuke would break down and confess to Naruto. His stinging tears alarmed Gaara. Sasuke was not one to burst into tears. He had tortured himself with thoughts of Naruto for years, building up in his mind. Gaara supressed an evil smile, but why? He had no quarrel with torturing the boy. Still, in his deviant mind, there was something horribly wrong with Sasuke crying, or maybe that Sasuke's hands grasped him in lacking comfort, soaking him up as a consolation prize. Still, his reason for that night was no better. The violent shaking and serene hours that followed dissipated, and Gaara could recall the present. He could crush Sasuke's ecstasy in a second. He could smile, but he wouldn't. He was at a sort of peace with himself. Sasuke could have his evening, but why were they in the room he shared with Sasuke. Couldn't they find somewhere else more appropriate? Gaara had a stupid thought at that point. He could also recall an interesting evening with Naruto. Naruto had been on the receiving end of some heavy temptations. Gaara enjoyed playing with Naruto most. Naruto had a raw stupidity that made his inner struggle obvious. Was their encounter with him intentional. Did they intend to include him. He moved his stiffening jaw. He couldn't be getting excited. He was getting excited. His hands dangled sloth-like at the corners of the bed, on his knees. The music did not pause for his own thoughts. The entire complexity of Gaara's mind was summed up in a brief repreive of silence.

Was this a lonely fantasy? No, Gaara was rarely lonely. His peircing gaze softened. The two beautifull creatures before him were real as ever. "Gaara..um..g-gee," stuttered Sasuke appologetically, and completely out of character, scratching the back of the head and nearly dropping Naruto.

"Nani," Gaara replied as though he had seen nothing.

Sasuke gave a thankfull nod, also unlike him. Naruto remained unusually quiet. Did Gaara actually hear Sasuke, or was he being typically omniscient?

Gaara closed his eyes, falling gently into a trance. The trip-hop beats distorted time and space, much like the sleep he was not privileged enough to have. He wasn't surprised to feel the bed shiver behind him.

Sasuke took charge as usual. He had waited years for this, which was a sufficient amount of time to plan one evening. Still, he couldn't help but feel that he wasn't imaginative enough. The right words never quite came. Maybe if he was crude it would pierce Naruto's lack of understanding. "Alright," he braced himself. "Naruto, get butt-naked.. now," he commanded cooly. 'Now' was an afterthought, but he didn't want to risk being vague. He didn't want to encourage Naruto to delay. The added 'now' was sharp and demanding, as well as anxious.

Naruto was close to arguing, but the fire in Sasuke's dark eyes amused him. "Yessir," he shouted. This was still too strange. He had always admired Sasuke in training, but who knew Sasuke would approach him like this. Who knew he would end up, feeling almost sedated, in Sasuke's bed. Naruto's toned arms feverishly tore off his shirt.

Though he was aroused and anticipating the end, he still had a plan he wanted to stick to. Sasuke battled his hormone crazy self, and caught one of Naruto's pulsing bicep. "Slow it down," he urged softly, in a low voice. He couldn't help but notice the stark contrast in their skin tones, his pale hand gripping Naruto's tanned arm. He had to convince his body that it would all pay off.

Naruto opened his mouth discreetly, to catch the sweat pooling at the corners of his mouth.

Sasuke's lower region caught fire. He chewed violently at his bottom lip. Golden, fanned out, spikes of hair distracted him just enough. "Cool down Sasuke," he lectured himself.

"Hmm," Naruto asked as he slowly shrugged away the puffy, orange, pants of his jumpsuit.

His orange boxer-briefs were an immediate attention grabber. The long, twitching, lump was reflected in Sasuke's ecstatic gawk. He gulped down his feral need to finish everything in a roaring sixty seconds.

Naruto, as languid as he could manage, slowly removed the boxer briefs, the thumping erection mounting the elasic waist of his underwear.

Drool outlined the soft curves of Sasuke's neck, and the blush he had worn for hours deepend considerably. Naruto's tanned, toned body sat wholly naked in front of him. His hearing was blocked out by the purring of blood that coarsed through his veins. Dumb-stricken at his own request, he froze. He broke the uncomfortable silence by stretching himself out along the bed, legs propped up just slightly to bring emphasis to them. "Naruto.. I-I w-want you to," he choked out, voice cracking.

"Yeah," Naruto's girly voice bubbled eagerly.

"U-unzip my pants... w-with your teeth," he choked hoarsely.

Naruto gave a vacant, blue, stare untill the ingrigue of his suggestion registered in his mind, which took far too long. Sasuke became impatient, waiting for a response. "Oh god," he thought. "I've ruined it.. I've killed the only chance I ever had with Naruto." The silence was shattered by Naruto's tease.

"Just like Kakashi," he said smiling. Naruto licked his lips, bending down to grip the zipper in his teeth. It was not easy. "Sh-shut up dobe," his voice cracked as Naruto's chin pressed down on the crotch of his pants. The zipper caught twice, but Naruto finally managed to unzip it. He also undid the button, without being asked to, which was a nice bonus for Sasuke as he felt the acute pressure of Naruto's neck against his 'little head'. There was a tiny pause in Sasuke's raging ecstacy.

"Naruto," he spoke with familiar iciness. "Yeah," came Naruto's distracted reply. There was a resonance in their heartbeats. "If you ever resent me after this," he stopped. Naruto felt like nuzzling Sasuke's neck, and shutting him up. "Yes," he responded, short of breath.

Sasuke pulled the blonde's ear up to his mouth. "Hate me softly," he whispered hungrily.

Author's Notes: If I've inescapably messed up the characters.. I appologize profusely.Don't throw rocks at me.

Naruto: No, throw Ramen!