A/N: Gah! This is taking forever. I am sorry, but when you're stuck you are stuck. As always, thank you to my oh-so talented BETA Junsui Kegasu. Yay!

Disclaimer: I don't own. I am merely twisting the characters into my own sick plot. MUHAHAHAHA

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Kankurou has informed Neji on Gaara's past, but Neji still doesn't care. He goes to the only place that helps him forget.

Chapter 10: Pointless

Deidara woke up and glanced at the clock. 'Damn. It's two o'clock in the fucking afternoon.' He shook his head to clear the fuzz that usually graced him in the morning. He couldn't for the life of him remember much of last night.

He had his meeting last night, and right after that ended, Neji showed up, drunk beyond belief. 'How in the hell did he manage not to pass out, let alone drive here?' He tried to sit up, but Neji's arms were affixed rather tightly on his waist. Deidara let out a small sigh, and rolled over to face the boy.

"Are you going to let me go?" He mumbled into Neji's ear. This earned something that could vaguely be made out as "no," and a tightened grip. Deidara couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Fine. Then I will just have to pee on you."

Neji rolled over begrudgingly. "You are not R. Kelly, and I do not enjoy that kinky shit." (A/N: Yeah that was wrong, but I couldn't help it.)

He got off the bed and was laughing the entire way to the bathroom. After relieving himself, Deidara turned on the shower. 'I have no idea what happened last night, but hell whatever it was, I want to do that again.' He smiled almost sinisterly, but it quickly fell off his face.

At first Deidara wanted nothing more then attention from the brunette, but in the past week it turned into something. He wouldn't say it was love. Come on, who really falls in love in less then a week? He did want to connect with Neji on some other level besides a physical one. It was a fact; they did not talk about their past, or their lives in general. They had sex; that was all that their relationship was built on.

'Relationship. Ha. That's a good one.'

Deidara only wanted Neji. Neji on the other hand just wanted to forget Gaara. 'I am being used, and the sad thing is that I know it, but I just don't care.' A bitter smile crossed his face before rinsing the conditioner out of his hair and turning off the shower.

'Well, let's think this over. I went to the club last night. During in which I got completely smashed. I was watching Sakura and Gaara dance.' Neji burned a nonexistent hole through Deidara's wall. 'I got pissed, but before I could do anything, Kankurou grabs me and throws me upstairs. He then tells me everything about Gaara' s past, but I don't know why? Yeah. Okay. So I didn't take it like I should have, but I will be damned if he knows that I still have feelings for him.'

He finally got out of the bed, and made his way toward the kitchen. He heard the faint sounds of the shower running, and figured he might as well make breakfast for the both of them. Neji took out some eggs and bread. He never said he could cook well, but he could make a killer set of scrambled eggs.

Deidara stepped out of the shower, a black towel around his waist, and his bright blond hair splayed over his face, from vigorous rubbing in an attempt to dry it. He walked into the kitchen where he found Neji making breakfast. "Well if this ain't the picture of a happy home, I don't know what is." He whispered into Neji's ear.

Neji felt the cold water drip off Deidara's hair, and onto his shoulders. "We aren't family, and you know it."

Deidara loosened his arms. "What's with the cold attitude? Last night, you couldn't get enough of my words and my touches." He slid his fingers down the front of Neji's exposed chest, and earned a small shudder from the boy. "Okay, maybe I was wrong." He dropped his hold on Neji and made his way to the coffee pot. 'Yeah, it's three in the afternoon, but I still need coffee to wake up, and Neji is making breakfast!'

Both boys sat down at the table to eat. Deidara couldn't understand why everyone called it "silence;" right now it was deafening. He always thought that it was the loudest noise, but the definition of silence was without sound. He cut through the deafening noise with an attempt to start a conversation.

"So won't your uncle be mad that you never came home last night?"

Neji stopped eating and put his fork down. "I do not have a "home," I have a house. There is a difference." He made a slight pause. "And to answer your question, I don't care."

"That really didn't answer my question, Neji. I asked if he would be mad, not if you cared about him being mad."

"Fine. Probably, but I don't know. Better?" Neji let the words slip out with a sigh.

Deidara nodded. "Much."

The rest of breakfast was spent in horrible silence. After they were done eating, Neji went to go take a shower and left Deidara alone with his thoughts. 'I can't take this anymore. I need something more then silence.' He clicked on the radio beside is bed, and began flipping through random stations. 'Why is there nothing on when I need it?' He sighed, turning down the radio to a faint whisper, and grabbed one of the millions of sketchpads that lay on the floor.

Sakura slowly began to open her eyes. 'What time is it?' She glanced over at her clock. 'Damn. Two thirty already?' She propped herself up on her shoulder. Suddenly the room started to spin. "Oh, bad idea." She groaned while falling backwards onto her pillow, and pulling her covers over her head. "I feel like shit."

"I'm not surprised. With the amount of alcohol you ingested last night, it was a wonder you didn't pass out on the dance floor."

"Shhh. Sasuke you're too loud." She paused for a moment. "Huh? Sasuke what are you doing here?" Sakura didn't even have to take the covers off her head to know that he had that damn smirk plastered on his face. She felt movement by her head as the covers slowly came down, revealing Sasuke's face a few inches away.

"You don't remember?" Sakura shook her head slightly, trying not to increase the already impending headache. "You wouldn't let me leave last night, and begged me to stay with you."

A look of horror crossed her face. "I am so sorry if I came on to you or anything like that. Please, just forgive me. Whatever happened, just tell me that we didn't sleep together."

The smirk slowly fell of his face. 'Why in the world would she think that? I mean she was a little overly friendly last night, but does she really think I would do something like that?'

"Sakura. Look at me." She wouldn't respond, and instead settled for hiding her head in her arms. He sighed before grabbing both sides of her face and turning it upwards to face him. "You should know that I wouldn't do that."

A look of utmost sincerity was held in his eyes. Sakura almost felt bad for jumping to that conclusion. "It's not that I don't trust you. It's that I don't trust myself." Sasuke tilted his head in incomprehension. "Look. I said I want to be friend, but I want you. Like I really do want you, but I can't handle that. Well, and you know what they say. The truth comes out when you are drunk. Tell me what happened last night."

Sasuke felt bad for lying to her. "Nothing. I just didn't want to leave you alone considering how drunk you were, that's all. I slept on the floor."

"You sure?"

Sasuke only nodded in return.

Sakura was satisfied with his answer, and decided to go take a shower to wash away the stench of alcohol.

Sasuke watched her walk away. 'Well it's not a total lie.' He thought slowly as last night replayed in his mind.

Sasuke pulled up in front of Sakura's house. "Alright Sakura. We're here."

She pulled herself up to look out the window. "Awww, but Sasuke-kun. My house is sooooooo far away. I don't want to walk that far." She put on the saddest face she could muster.

"You are a lazy ass, you know that." He rolled his eyes while getting out of the car.

Sakura shook her head. "Nuh-uh. I am a drunk ass." She barely got the last part out before busting into a fit of giggles.

"Fine. Come here." He opened up the car door and motioned for her to get up. Sakura got out of the car, and immediately used Sasuke as a leaning post. "Shit. Can you even stand up straight?" He said stumbling backwards from the extra weight.

"Mmhmm, I just don't want to." She snuggled into his chest. "Mmm, warm."

'This is why I don't like drunk people.' He looked down at the pink haired girl. A content smile played across her lips. 'Well, at least she's happy for the time being.' He shrugged before picking her up and carrying her inside.

"Alright drunk-ass, give me your keys so we can get in."

Sakura slowly fiddled in her pocket before retrieving said keys. "And what do I get for giving them to you?"

Sasuke almost dropped her. 'Is she flirting with me?' He quickly regained his composure.

"You get to go inside and take your drunk ass to bed. That is what you get."

She huffed and handed him her keys. "That's not what I meant. What do I get from you?"

Sasuke tried to ignore her, but he soon found something warm making it's way up and down his neck. His resolve slowly began to fade. The only thing he could think of was getting her out of his arms as soon as possible. He got to her room a few seconds later, and attempted to drop her on the bed, but there was one problem.

"Sakura. You have to let me go. I need to go home." He had trouble keeping his voice steady, as her teeth grazed his neck.

"No you don't. You can just stay here. " She spoke in-between bites, and licks.

Sasuke pulled back. It was that look. The same one he saw the first time. It was so pleading, and empty at the same time. She just wanted to feel, but Sasuke knew that she would regret it in the morning. "Sakura. You don't want this. You might now, but tomorrow you will regret it."

Her hold loosened on his neck, and she sat up straighter. "No, I won't. This is what I want. Please." Her eyes never lost that look of emptiness.

"I will stay with you, but I am not having sex with you, or fooling around tonight. If you still feel that way in the morning, then we will go from there."

She looked a little bit upset, but her drunken mind eventually reasoned that a shot again tomorrow wasn't a complete loss. She pulled the raven-haired boy into her bed. "Tomorrow, your mine." She whispered in his ear, licking the outer shell.

Sasuke couldn't help but shudder before wrapping his arms around her small frame, and pulling her close. 'Too bad she won't remember a thing' He thought before sleep overtook him.

He had woken up later that night, and made a bed on the floor. Part of him wanted her to remember last night, but the other half knew better. 'Damn hormones.'

She came back in a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around her body. Sasuke sat there for a moment, staring. He soon gained his composure and turned away. "You ain't right, you know that?"

"Oh. I am sorry. I totally forgot that you were here Sasuke. Honestly." She glanced over at him. "Well, stay like that and I will be dressed in a few minutes.

Sasuke soon got very bored with staring down at the floor, and lay down on her bed facing the wall. "Are you done yet? I swear you have got to be the slowest person I know when it comes to getting dressed."

"Almost. It hasn't even been two minutes yet. I think you are just getting flustered because I am standing here naked, and you can't see. "

That was it. "Hn. Don't hold your breath. Uchiha's do not get flustered. Especially not by the likes of you."

The weight shifted on the bed and Sasuke soon found himself under the intense gaze of a fully dressed Sakura. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?" The look in her eyes was that of anger.

"You think you can get me all hot and bothered by walking around naked, Sakura-chan? It takes a little more then that to get me, and you know it."

She still held that angry look on her face. Small drops of water fell from her hair and in to Sasuke's face.

Gaara sat in his room. 'I guess that was it then. It's really over.' He let out a long sigh as he shifted under his blankets, and buried himself in the darkness.

'I just don't get it. He didn't even seem like he cared.' Gaara flipped off the blankets and stared back at the ceiling, getting lost in completely random thoughts. Just then, a knock sounded at his door.

"What?"

"Hey Gaara. I just wanted to see if you wanted anything to eat?"

"No thanks, Kankurou. I'm not really hungry."

Kankurou nodded and began to walk out of the room. "Hey." The red head called him back in. Not once taking his eyes off the ceiling. He shifted on his bedspread. "Come here." Kankurou walked over and lied down next to his younger brother.

"What is it Gaara?" He would steal glances at his brother every few seconds, trying to read his face. Nothing ever changed on his face. His personality just wouldn't allow it. It was just a blank face with traces of pain, hurt, and anger.

"Something has been bothering me." Gaara face scrunched in confusion.

"And what is that?" Kankurou turned to look at him; concern was evident on his face.

"The ceiling."

"The ceiling? What the hell?"

"Yeah. Is it the same color as the walls?" His words came out like an innocent child.

Kankurou stared at his younger brother. Confusion was now planted firmly on both their faces. Gaara's head was tilted to the side as he studied the differences between the two. "Okay, little one. I think you have officially lost it. Kankurou let out a long sigh before getting up, leaving his brother to contemplate the difference in color alone.

'Darkness. Once again I am left alone in the dark.'

It calls to me.

As I sit alone in the darkness.

Demons eat away at the nothingness that is my soul.

Why did the light desert me?

Maybe one day I'll have the light again.

Maybe...

A/N: Well yeah this was REALLY short for me. With work and whatnot, I haven't been able to get this out like I wanted to. I only got about two more chapters left in this story, and I might possibly do a sequel. Well yeah... I am going to do a sequel. Don't know when that will be. Oh yeah and why hasn't anyone reviewed my ObitoxRin fic. I have done with Hanyo-girl. The story is in her profile. And if you want some morbid ness you can go check out the one-shot I just did.

Junsui Kegasu's BETA Notes: Yo, people. I have an excuse for anything I missed today: IT'S FIVE-TWENTY-FOUR-IN-THE-FUCKING-MORNING! I don't even know why I wake up like this… XDD You used the ceiling thing! And mine still confuses me…even though 'The Art Major' explained it…loved the italicized passage, by the way.