A/N: Yay! Look how fast I did this. I was proud of myself for this one. I do realize that I am evil, but ya'll love me anyways. Right?... chirp chirp ... Anyways Thank you as always to my wonderful BETA Junsui Kegasu. Yay for her and her wonderful skills of editing!
Disclaimer: I have checked my bank statment... that should be proof enough that I don't own Naruto... Damn... I just might kidnap Gaara and Kankurou... just for the hell of it...(shiffty eyes)
I am tired of writing warnings... but actually this story needs one. There is some lemony goodness at the end of this chapter, oh yeah it's Yaoi too. If you don't like it don't read it. I have warned you!
Last time:
Sakura went to her mirror and pulled her hair up into two half pony tails and spiked them. It was rather hard to do with her hair considering the lack of hair she had in the middle of her head because of Sasuke's little hair cut. She finished doing her makeup, which consisted of some black eyeliner. It was drawn on thick and smudged.
Sakura looked at her clock again, and decided to lie down until her ride got there. The next thing she knew, there was a hand across her mouth, and an arm around the back of her waist, lifting her off the bed.
She opened her eyes in shock.
Chapter 9: A Brother's Interference
"Where the hell are they?" Naruto fumed while stomping back and forth. "Hey, Hinata, are you sure that bastard is picking her up?" Naruto had grabbed hold of both of her shoulders and was mere inches from her face.
"Yes, N-Naruto. Sakura said t-t-that he was coming to get her."
Gaara looked on with mild amusement until a voice broke him out of his thoughts. "Hey, little one, are you and your friends coming in, or not?"
"For the last time, my name is Gaara. Not 'little one.'" He glared back into the painted face of his older brother.
Kankurou rolled his eyes in response. "Yes, Gaara-sama.
Now... Are you and your friends coming, or not? I do want to take a break sometime tonight, and I can't do that while I am waiting for you all to come in."
"Aniki," Gaara let out a brief sigh. "you have been working a total of twenty minutes. I know you don't need to take a break now."
"You are right, my little one, but my work is oh, so stressful! I think I may need to sit." Kankurou pretended to pass out against the wall.
"Alright, alright, we will just go in now. When Sasuke and Sakura get here, will you let them in?"
"Yes, sir." Kankurou gave Gaara a salute as he and his friends entered the club.
Hinata took one last glance back before entering the club.
'I hope Sakura is all right.'
Sakura's scream was muffled by the hand placed firmly over her mouth.
'No, it can't be! He said he would be gone for at least a month! It hasn't even been a week.' She closed her eyes tightly. 'I don't want to look into those horrible red eyes, and that black hair... I can't stand it... Wait, black hair? Jin doesn't have black hair...'
She cracked her eyes open again to find herself facing the one and only Uchiha Sasuke. Her ragged breathing slowly returned to normal. He cautiously lifted his hand away from her mouth "God fucking dammit! Shit, Sasuke, you almost killed me!"
The ebony haired boy quickly found it to be a mistake and replaced his hand back over her mouth. "Shh. You are going to have the neighbors becoming suspicious." He let the famous smirk cross his face. "Come on, sweetheart. I didn't scare you that bad."
Sakura glared back, and answered with muffled words.
"Alright. I have no clue what you just said. If I take my hand away, will you not yell at me?" Sakura nodded. "Alright." Sasuke let his hand slip from her mouth.
"Why couldn't you just wake me up? Did you really have to do that? Do you have any idea who I thought you were?" Sakura paused to breathe. "And what is with those contacts anyways?" Her anger slowly became curiosity as she stared him down.
"Huh? Oh, just some costume contacts. I thought they would be interesting for tonight." Sasuke gave off a small shrug.
"Oh. Well, now that you have scared me to death and back again, can we go? I am sure Naruto has already caused some form of destruction." Sasuke helped her off the bed, and they made their way to the car. The drive was rather quick, and they reached the club in about ten minutes. Sakura was getting out of the car when Sasuke pulled her back down. "Wait. You can't go in yet."
Sakura sat back down. "And why not?"
"You need these." Sasuke handed over a small package that Sakura began to tear open.
"Glowsticks? What do I need glowsticks for?"
Sasuke didn't answer, and proceeded to get out of the car.
"Sasuke! What do I need glowsticks for?" Sakura got out, and stood in front of him.
Once again, that all knowing smirk came to play on his face. "I just want to see if you can play with the rest of us, my dear Sakura-chan." With that said, he cracked two onto his leg and began walking to the club. "Hey, Kankurou, where is everyone else?"
"Hn. You and your date are late, Uchiha. My little brother and the rest of his friends are already inside." Kankurou waved both of them in. "Oh, yeah. Just in case you want to drink." He took out two blue wrist bands and hooked them around their arms. "There. Now you can go in."
Neji took his bike out to get some fresh air. Deidara and him couldn't have plans until later on that evening. It seemed that he was having some old company over, and Neji was not welcomed to this meeting. Not that Neji cared all that much. Regardless of what the blond boy thought, they were just fucking. Neji was just using him to get what he needed and wanted, which was to forget about Gaara.
At a red light, the loud noise of techno could be heard booming out of the club. 'Well, I don't have anything better to do. I might as well go in and drink a little bit; maybe I'll dance too.'
Neji parked his bike and made his way to the club's front door. He froze for a moment, staring at the bouncer. 'There is no way he is going to let me in. Not after what I pulled with Gaara. Maybe he doesn't know.' Neji scratched that thought rather quickly. The scowl on Kankurou's face, even with all the kabuki face paint, was very easy to read.
"What do you want, kid?" Kankurou tried to hide the anger in his voice.
"I just wanted to get in. Is that a crime? You know I'm eighteen, so I don't really see a problem."
Kankurou just stared him down for a minute. He had always liked Neji for his straightforward attitude. To say the least, Neji had treated Gaara very well when they were together. Now it was different. Now, because of him, Gaara was suffering. He got an idea to form in his twisted head. "Yeah. Sure, you can go in. Did you want to drink?" Kankurou held out the blue wrist bands in front of him.
"Um, yeah, actually, I do." Neji was kind of taken aback as to his ex's older brother's treatment.
Kankurou wordlessly snapped the bracelet on and opened the door to the club. 'That is just was that boy needs. A good drink, and maybe he will realize what he is missing. If not that, maybe he will at least talk to Gaara, and get things started on the right track.'
Neji made his way in and took a seat beside the bar. He told the bartender to bring him two shots. 'I don't really feel like dancing, so I will just drink until I pass out. I won't--' Before his thought process was complete, he spotted the redhead across the room.
"Gaara." It came out as a small whisper. Neji looked up to find both shots siting in front of him, and downed them both very quickly. He shook his head to clear his mind, but his eyes just came back to focusing on the same person.
"Did you want anything else, or will that be it for tonight?" The bartender looked at him curiously.
"Oh. Um... Give me a Long Island." Neji waved him off and continued staring down Gaara. Once his drink made it to his hand, he walked over to a dark corner, and took a seat in one of the booths.
The techno beat throbbed through the speakers. Sakura had proved to Sasuke that she could indeed "play with the rest of them." One song would end, and another began. Sakura didn't seem to miss a beat in between each songs.
Sasuke stood back and watched her hips sway to the music as the neon sticks created colored circles around her body. He almost lost himself in her rapid movements before Naruto tapped him on the back.
"You might wanna stop staring so hard. Those glow sticks will be the death of you." Naruto gave a smile and turned around to dance with Hinata.
Sasuke was embarrassed that he had been caught in such a dumbfounded state, especially by Naruto. Now fully pissed that he was caught, he made his way to his booth to finish his drink.
The next song finally ended and Sakura made her way over to Sasuke. "Hey, Sasuke, why are you sitting here all by yourself? I thought you were "the best." Aren't you supposed to show me up?" she giggled while taking her seat.
"Hn." He took another sip of his drink, and ushered over the waitress for another one.
"Oh, god, are we going to be on the 'hn' thing all night? Come on, dance with me!" Sakura put on her best pout.
"No, not right now, Sakura. I need to relax for a little bit. I promise I will dance with you later."
Sakura shrugged and walked off. Unfortunately, Gaara got in her path. She grabbed him by the wrist and turned him around. "You are going to dance with me."
Gaara couldn't do anything and was brought back to the dance floor. Both danced among friends and talked for a little bit in between the breaks of the songs. One person, however, thought that their closeness was sickening.
Neji sat in the booth fuming. How could Gaara be doing that, with a girl, nonetheless? Neji had half a mind to rip that pink bitch off of him. How dare she put her hands on him like that? He watched on, seething, barely controlling his emotions right now. 'One false move from her, and I--'
He stared at them hard. 'Did she just do that?'
Both Gaara and Sakura had gotten way too deep into the music. During one of the breaks, Sakura had noticed Neji, and asked Gaara if she could have a little fun. Gaara just shrugged if off as a "whatever." At first, she had just been playing around, touching his waist and pulling him closer to her. The music began to take control. Both of them knew they were just friends, and that's all they would ever be. With the mix of alcohol and the throbbing beat of the music, she couldn't resist herself. She leaned down, and gently brushed her lips across his cheek.
Gaara gave her a questioning glance. She brought her face to his ear. "Neji has been watching you and me the entire time. I just wanted to test him." She glanced up and saw the dark haired boy stand up and make his way toward them. Neji didn't get more then two steps before a gloved hand came down on his shoulder, throwing him back.
"No. You will leave him alone. He is having fun. I will not let your ass ruin it," Kankurou's voiced yelled over the music.
Neji glared back at the older boy infront of him. "Yeah. Looks like he is about to procreate on the dance floor."
"That's it! You are coming with me." Kankurou yanked him back and pulled him up the stairs and into an office.
"No!" Neji tried to fight his way out of Kankurou's monstrous hands, but in the end gave up. The abundance of alcohol and lack of energy was enough to force him to give up. He settled for glaring up at his painted face, and huffed.
The rest of the group just stood there silent, watching the Hyuuga get dragged up the stairs by Gaara's older brother. Once the door slammed, everyone went back to their previous movements and activities. Gaara was an exception; he had become unnerved, and walked off the dance floor to sit down.
'What the hell is he going to say to him?'
"What do you want?" Neji sneered into the painted face of the man in front of him.
"I could ask the same thing. Look, I know Gaara doesn't want me to say anything, but I know for a fact that, especialy with how you have been looking at him the whole night, you still care about him. Now sit down and shut the fuck up!" Kankurou pushed him back onto the chair.
"What is there to tell? Me and him aren't together, and he never seemed to want to share his past when we were together, why tell me now?" Neji had calmed down a little bit, almost taking on a sullen tone.
"He still don't want you to know. He is scared. Look, I know what has been going on recently. Truthfully, I am sick of watching him hurt. Think about it. Think about all the recent conversations you had with him."
Neji sat there for a minute as the week's past events came flooding back to him"Neji. I'm sorry
"What the hell do you think you are doing? You think after the shit you pulled it is going to be that easy? I don't know what even possessed you to do that. You haven't spoken to me in four months! That is not how it is going to work Gaara. You can't fix what you did to me with an "I'm sorry" and a kiss. It really just doesn't work that way."
"Yeah, but you liked it though. So I know you still care for me. I know I still have a chance."
"Gaara!" Neji had lost it. He wanted answers, and he wasn't getting them. "What the hell? Why won't you answer me?" Finally, he looked back to the brunette.
"Why? Why'd... y-y-you... t-t-that?" Gaara could barley form the words together, let alone make a full sentence.
"Why the hell do you care? You broke up with me, remember? And whom I kiss isn't any of your business. We are not together! We aren't even friends! So don't concern yourself with my relationships."
"You don't even fucking know! You think you are so smart. Well, you know what? You know nothing!" He rose to his feet, and was just inches from the boy's face. With tears in his eyes, Gaara continued to scream at him. "My life... You know shit about my life!"
"What the hell? Thatrquote s because you never let me!"
"I don't care! They were right! You were going to hurt me! You are hurting me!"
"What the fuck are you talking about? You broke up with ME! You hurt ME! So why the hell are you so fucking upset? I swear, I don't get you at all!"
Finally, Gaara had calmed down. "You're right. You don't get me. You know what? And you're right, I did break up with you, and do you know why?
"Why?" Neji snorted
"Because; because you were going to hurt me. And it looks like I was right."
"You know, I really thought I was beginning to love you."
For who?"
"Huh?" Gaara was still in a daze.
"You said 'for him.' Who's him?" Neji stared down at the small boy. He never realized it, but Gaara looked so small huddled up in the corner.
Gaara got up and splashed some water on his cheeks, careful not to upset the eyeliner surrounding his eyes. As he was walking out he turned to face his ex, "You," and with that he walked out.
"Gaara is a walking contradiction for a reason. His past, and childhood, were awful. Neither me or Temari could help. We wern't allowed to." Kankurou hung his head.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I know Gaara has never spoken about our father. No one in our house does. We want to keep Gaara has happy as possible, and speaking about him won't help."
"You act like he beat you to death or something." Neji scoffed.
Kankurou couldn't help but glare back at the younger boy. He couldn't stop it. His fist flew out, catching Neji's jawline. "I already told you to shut the fuck up, and listen. I don't want to hear any more out of you."
Neji looked back up, rubbing his jaw. Kankurou took the silence as his answer to continue.
"No you are right, he never hit any of us, but that didn't matter. Our father was evil, and power obsessed. He had everyone in Suna under his thumb. He was the head of the police department, so no one dared to oppose him." Kankurou's hands tightened by his sides.
If Neji didn't know any better he swore the gloves were going to burst at the seams from being stretched so far.
"Gaara took the brunt of abuse. That man wouldn't say a word to Temari, and all I ever got was a quick "shut the fuck up. This is none of your concern." Then he would go back to Gaara."
"You just said that he never hit any of you. So how was Gaara abused?"
"He didn't hit us, because he was smarter then that. Physical abuse will leave scars and marks on the skin. Abuse of the heart is untraceable. That's what he would always tell us. He killed Gaara's heart and his soul a long time before we moved here." Kankurou's voice went from angry to hurt in a matter of seconds.
Neji took this all into consideration before speaking. "So is that why he seems so bipolar all the time, and won't ever say anything about his life before he came here?"
"That is part of it, but not all. Apparently, the villagers took their anger out on Gaara as well, but eventually he found one friend, Oashisu. This girl meant everything to Gaara, and I mean everything. We were just happy that someone could get into his head. He wouldn't let us come near him most of the time." Kankurou took in a deep sigh. "I think that he blames us for him being emotionally stunted. In the end, this girl became just like everyone else in his life. She killed everything in him. He was a complete, incoherent wreak. We even had to lock him away for a while. He was just too far gone for anyone to help."
"What? So you are telling me that Gaara is crazy?" Neji's eyes widened in shock.
A low growl came out of Kankurou's throat. "My brother was not crazy. He had problems, bad ones, but he is not and was not crazy."
"Well that's what it sounds like to me. You said he "lost it". What does that mean then if he wasn't crazy?" Neji was becoming quite bold when adressing the older man.
"Gaara has depression, that's it, and he became severely depressed. After our father died; that bastard got shot in the line of duty. After all that he did, he was still branded a hero. Me and Temari couldn't take it, so we left, and came here. When Gaara got out, he came to stay with us as well. Things were bad for a long time. He would still barely speak, and every now and then me and Temari would find out that he had been cutting himself again."
Neji was not surprised to find that bit of news out. He knew that Gaara had suffered, and he had seen the scars that littered his arm. Anytime he would try to inquire about them, Gaara just brushed it off, saying "it's in the past".
"All that changed when he met you. We didn't find sheets stained in blood anymore. We stopped finding random razor blades and knifes in places that they shouldn't be. It was all because of you. You helped him so much. Even if he didn't show it, and even if he still acted like a cold hearted bastard toward you, he cared. The only reason he broke up with you was because of his past."
"That doesn't make any since. His past is just that, in the past. What he said hurt. I hated him for a long time." Neji finally began to break down.
"Our father's voice still plagues him at night. I can hear him talking to himself. I try to pretend that he doesn't hear it anymore, and try to keep it from Temari. I don't want him to go away again. I figured that if I gave you some alcohol you might get the courage to at least talk to him."
"You really want me to talk to him? I just watched him practically fuck Sakura on the dance floor. What exactly did you want me to say? In my eyes he looked plenty happy without me in his life."
Kankurou's head snapped up. After what he had just told Neji, this is how he was acting. Heat rushed to his face as anger quickly set in. "You fucking bastard. What the fuck possessed you-" Kankurou never did finished his sentence, instead he settled for the sickening crack that resounded when his fist came crashing into Neji's eye.
Neji, who had stood up in the process of Kankurou's statement, stumbled back onto the chair. "What the hell was that for?"
"You don't deserve Gaara, and you never will! You can never understand him. Get the fuck out of here! I never want to see you near him again! You have hurt him for the last time! I can't believe he actually loves you."
Neji stopped in his tracks. "What did you say?" He never did turn around to face him.
"You heard me. Gaara loves you. He always has. He told me that he would want you happy above anything else that happened in his life. You don't deserve happiness, or love, especially coming from him."
Neji swung the door open and stomped down the stairs and out of the club, never once noticing the redheaded boy behind the door.
Kankurou felt his chest become lighter, and sunk down into the chair. He heard footsteps enter the room. "Go away! I'm on break."
"Kankurou."
He looked up toward the voice; all he could do was stare at the saddened expression on his brother's face. "I'm sorry, little one. I tried."
"Kankurou, thanks." Gaara sat down and rested his head on his brother's arm.
Both sat in the silence of the room, the soft beat of techno buzzing in the background.
"I just got to know one thing: what the hell were you and Sakura doing on the dance floor?"
Gaara let out a small, choked laugh. "I was just dancing with her at first, but apparently Neji was burning holes into us, as she so eloquently put it. She asked if she could test him. I just nodded. She said not to worry and she didn't mean anything by it." Kankurou sat up, and gave his brother a questioning look. "She just kissed me on the cheek, that was it."
"Well, at least you had fun. I don't think you should drink and dance with her though. She might try to rape you."
Gaara choked on his own air, and glared at his older brother. "Aniki, I don't like girls, and she knows this. Besides, look."
Sure enough Sasuke and Sakura were on the dance floor, battling for domainance. "I think the Uchiha might be beat." Kankuro let out a small laugh. "Go have fun alright?"
"I'm not to much in the mood for fun. I think I just want to go home. Can I take the car?"
"No, you have been drinking. So just sleep up here until I get off."
Gaara just glared down his brother. "I haven't drank that much. I had two, and that was an hour before you dragged Neji up here. Do you realize you have been up here for about an hour and a half? I am not drunk anymore."
He really didn't want to argue. "Well, can you remember to pick me up when I get off? Be back here in two hours."
Gaara left without saying goodbye, slamming the door behind him.
The whole conversation with Kankurou replayed in his mind as Neji raced down the streets to a familiar place. He was sure that his face was now swollen, if not bruised. He soon reached his destination. 'It's about twelve-thirty now, so his company should be gone.'
Neji walked up the steps, and knocked on the door. Neji didn't even give him time to answer as he pushed himself into the blond.
Their lips smashed together forcefully, and Neji soon began to push Deidara back into the living room, slamming the door shut with his foot. His hands slipped behind the blonde's back, closing the space between them. A muffled moan was all Deidara did to answer.
He soon regained his thoughts after the initial surprise of being ravaged by the Hyuuga, and pulled them apart. "Are you drunk?"
Neji answered by pushing him onto the couch and straddling his waist. Leaning down to his neck, he slowly licked his way up to his ear. "Yes." It came out as a whisper against his skin.
Deidara was about to say something, but the hands tracing small circles at his waist left no time for that. It wasn't often a hot guy comes into your house and began doing what he was doing. Deidara was blond, not stupid. 'Like hell I'm going to stop him.'
It went like that for a while. Neji had managed to get both of them topless, and was now sitting on his knees to undo Deidara's pants.
He looked down at him, smiling. This had felt so good to him. After Neji succeeded in taking off their clothes, he brought himself back to straddling the boy's waist, and slowly rocking his hips into him.
"Help me forget," he moaned against the other boy before bringing their lips together for a kiss.
A/N: Wow... It's another one. I must realy like writing these. They keep popping up. Ack! I don't know if I like it all that much, but it goes with the whole Neji using sex to forget, so I guess it will just stay. I love smut... not plotless smut... that is just no fun. I am still worried about how it sounds though. well... Read and Review! If I forgot any reviewers I am sorry it is late and I am tired, forgive me.
Crazyabutsasuke: Don't metion it. I love my reviews. I really love the one's that are more then 1 sentence long. They are the best! I'm sorry there isn't to much sasusaku moments in this chapter. I have been neglecting the other half of the plot line...i.e Nejigaa. Thank-you!par b sasukefurever:b0 Yep. We have finaly gotten to see a little bit more of Itachi. Don't worry he will play a major role coming up soon. I don't have him in there just for the hell of it. hehehe. Yes he is sorta like Jin's right hand man.
Tank: MUHAHAHA. Yes I am a meanie. Sorry you were wrong, but both Jin and Itachi are still in tokyo... they shall return later. Yeah it is sad, but Sakura is made in the likeness of me... yeah I know I am a morbid one. XD
MC: Yes it is their god. Hehehe. I never do fail to smile when i read you reviews. I am sorry about the cliff hanger. I swear it isn't my fault... Ok it is my fault for the cliff hanger in this, but I mean the show isn't! Go to Japan and blame Kishimoto Masashi for takeing so long to get them bishies out on dvd... or you could have just downloaded them coughcough
Sakura-Girl 2005: I am sorry. I know Sakura is going through hell. Plase take the anger out on Jin not me. ducks flying shoe I would responed more, but that will give aways spoilers, and we can't have that now can we?
ms-thang: Yep Naruto is a dense one. I just love making him that way.
And a million thank-you's to the following: Shinobi Darkbeak, Fiona Mckinnon, Malitia, neu chi no nai u
Junsui Kegasu's BETA Notes: GO KANKY, KICK HIS ASS! GO, GO, GO, GO, GO - -...ahem. Lovely lemon, it is, although, I advise you to put a warning in the summary AND at the top of this chapter for it - some people won't be pleased.