The Worst Complication

HOLY GOD DAMN! This took me a while… I am sorry that I haven't been updating… at all… I hope you guys weren't holding your breath. --

I haven't been getting the chance to write anything because I am worn out from work, and, of course, school isn't helping. I wish that I could have written this sooner. I write on this thing every chance I get… and then fall asleep at the computer three words in. I have a lot of work to do before we get to the finish, so let's get going! (I SHALL NEVER GIVE UP!)

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Gaara looked into the eyes of his supposed assailant with fearless eyes of sea-foam stone. The air around him was thick with sand. The tension in his chest was relieving as he watched himself lift his attacker from the roof top with a coffin of sand. A crooked grin spread across his face as he closed his hand, which was outstretched toward the masked shinobi.

Something in the assassin's eyes was familiar… fear? Was that what was familiar? No matter. Death is all that awaits this fool…

"Wake up, dammit!"

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"I hate your sand, you know…" black hair, cute face, and black eyes… THE UCHIHA BOY! Was I sleeping!

Gaara shot up into a sitting position and took a deep breath of what tasted like stale air. Humidity had settled during his slumber… a bad dream? Was that a dream, or another repressed memory?

"The more I tried to kick you awake, the more your sand would lash back at me," He was trying to kick me? The older boy looked away from the younger and the red-head's eyes whipped onto the Uchiha with the intent to fantasize,"But apparently your sand can't block sound. At least I know you would be useless if you went against that sound ninja. I wonder where he went before the Chuunin exam."

Though he is being quite the ass, he is still cute… his lips, his hair, his body… his… eyes…

"What the hell are you looking at so intensely?" Once again, the successor of the Uchiha clan was taking his usual tone of apathy, "I suggest you keep your eyes to yourself, because you are starting to freak me out. Besides, the last thing I need is a gay little fan-boy, ha ha."

"Let's get moving… either that or there could be NO Uchiha left, Mr. Endangered-Species." Gaara gave a small, evil chuckle at his own remark.

FOR FUCK'S SAKE! What is wrong with me? I need to complete this mission before I start to return to insanity. I am acting FAR different from normal.

"Whatever…" The raven-haired boy walked out the door of Gaara's quarters. "And take a bath before we leave."

Soft blue eyes looked down from the second floor window of the Uchiha house down upon the Uchiha boy. Gaara shed his gourd and clothes as he walked to the bathroom… something wasn't right.

Gaara walked in to the bathroom and took a few steps in observing the shower-curtain, which was almost completely closed… the bath was already full of water?

Did Sasuke do thi…?

Gaara lost his footing on the soaked floor and tumbled into the bath. Hot, steamy… smooth and soft? Gaara surfaced from the shallow water to be greeted by a naked Sasuke, who's face reflected his own in embarrassment.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE ASLEEP!" The onyx eyed boy looked like he was about to explode.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE OUTSIDE!" He WAS outside… how did he get here?

"Get the hell off of me… what if people were to see us?"

"If this damned bath weren't so slippery, I would not have fell. It's not like I WANTED this to happen!" lie…

Gaara silently played off a smooth walk out of the door and put his clothes back on… struggling to keep a smile off of his face.

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Gaara had not noticed before, but all the roads in Konoha were made of sand… sickening. The weather was much nicer (obvious), but people still treated him the same. As Sasuke and Gaara walked down the street Gaara would laugh uncontrollably at the fan-girls that would rush in to see Sasuke, would run away at the sight of his gourd before they could even get close to either of the two.

"What you said earlier," The older boy seemed concerned, "about me being outside… what in the hell was that about?"

"You don't remember trying to kick me awake, any degrading comments, or me staring at y… forget it." The comment only seemed to make the Uchiha cock his head to the side like a confused dog.

"I won't even bother to ask any further." Sasuke closed his eyes and put his hands in his pockets, picking up a little speed to walk ahead of Gaara.

"Then who was that who was that who woke me up?" Was a genjutsu used?

"It wasn't me, so we should be on guard." Sasuke tensed up immediately after saying this… either because he wanted to show that he was on guard or because they were getting ready to exit the village to patrol.

Gaara began wondering where Kankurou and Temari were and what they were assigned to do. No matter, he had a job to do and he would stick to it… and his partner.

As soon as they stepped outside of the gates, a strange feeling crept over the shoulders of the confused sand shinobi, as if he was being watched.

"Gaara?" Naruto…

"Naru… what are you doing here?" Gaara was not sure whether he was happy to see the uncoordinated blonde or not.

"Well, I thought that maybe I could find Sasuke here. I wasn't told about this mission by Kakashi, and I wanted to get here and do an even better job than him, but I decided to eat first so I looked for my…" He wasn't sure why, but Gaara didn't feel like Naruto was telling the truth. There always was a weird thing between him and Sasuke. He had to keep Sasuke to himself, "…and then my ramen spilt, so I came here to find Sasuke."

"Well, no one asked you to join this mission," I don't want him near Sasuke, "leave, or you won't live long enough to become Hokage."

"It isn't like I can't beat you…" He's right.

"We don't need you for this mission, and if you tag along, you are only going to get scolded by last-of-my-kind boy over here and that pink haired girl that you seem so fond of. Not only that, but you weren't able to eat your ramen, so you should go eat."

"I don't think I have ever heard you talk this much, but I won't back off. I will eat, and then come back." Naruto cracked a small smile at this and walked away.

A long boring day of patrolling passed with no problems except the occasional Konohamaru break-out. Naruto wouldn't shut up about his new technique… something about rotation and chakra? Oh well…

Night fell over Konoha with speed and stealth, and before he knew it, Naruto was following the Sasuke home like a stray dog and Gaara kept within smelling range of the Uchiha.

"Naruto, I think you should go home now," Gaara was now glaring at the fox-boy.

"Don't worry about me, as a matter of fact, I was ordered to take you in tonight," . . .

"Take him." Sasuke kept his tone of indifference as a smile spread across his face.

"WHEN IN THE HELL WERE YOU GUYS GOING TO TELL ME THIS!" Gaara wasn't sure if he was angrier at the fact that he wasn't going to be able to see Sasuke as much anymore, or angrier ad the fact that Sasuke just tossed him aside.

"I wasn't told…" Sasuke was cut off by the annoying blonde.

"But I was, and this is what is supposed to happen according to the 5th Hokage," A humongous sharp-toothed grimace spread on the fox-boy's face and seemed to consume the entirety of his lower-face, "we should be going home, right, Gaara?"

Sasuke slid the door shut behind him and Naruto gestured to Gaara to come with him. The red-head reluctantly followed him home.

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The pale, sea-foam eyed boy lied in the dark staring at the ceiling, feeling almost heartbroken, but he would live, wouldn't he?

Naruto lied next to him sleeping. I think I liked having my own room better.

"Y'know, you and I are a lot alike," A voice came from next to the red-head.

"I thought you were sleeping."

"You thought wrong."

"I don't know what you are up to, but you better not get in-between Sasuke and me! I will kill you…"

"I have no interest in Sasuke, and I am not that 'fond' of Sakura either."

The spiky-haired blonde rolled over on top of Gaara pinning him to the bed.

"What are you doing?" Gaara looked up with what almost looked like fear at the older boy.

"I lied about that order that the 5th gave me, and about me going to see Sasuke," What is he up to? "I wanted to see… YOU!"

Naruto looked into seductively into the younger boy's eyes and lowered his face closer to the vulnerable face of Gaara.

"Let's enjoy this," Naruto whispered as he pushed his lips into Gaara's. He was pushed so fast and hard that Gaara could feel the impact of their teeth colliding.

As much as Gaara wanted to stop, he couldn't help but push back and try to struggle to take over. Naruto was the stronger and kept him pinned. Soon, Naruto's pajama shirt was gone and so was Gaara's. Clothes were being shed fast and Gaara's body wanted more and more to be one with Naruto's body. Sweating, rolling, licking, nibbling, biting, and systematically changing positions, they began their exploration of each other's bodies… little by little.

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Yes, I know this is supposed to be a GaaraXSasuke fiction, but this happens for a purpose, which will be revealed in due time.

This story has officially lost its innocence. Hooray! There is much more to come and I already have a few more chapters lined up (but not completely written).