I don't own Naruto…

Author's Note: This is NOT Beta-ed! I don't know what happen, I sent her the chapter back on May 27th and she hasn't E-mailed me. But I would feel bad if I gave you guys nothing. Happy 6.6.06! xD

Pairings: Neji/Gaara, Naruto/Sasuke…

Warnings: Violence, guy and guy loving, self inflicted violence, crazyness, OCCness.

Reviewers: Thanks every one!

A Dangerous Game: What Is That?

By: Dead Walking Raccoon

"You can't sit there." The pink haired girl glared, hands on hips.

"Why not?" The blonde haired boy whined.

"Because you're too tall and you'll block everyone's view of the movie!" Sakura shouted.

"Shut up dope and move back." Sasuke said leaning calmly back in his seat.

Naruto pouted, giving the dark haired boy a glare before jumping over the theater seats. He took his seat regretfully, arms crossed over chest and sending a glare to his side. Gaara and Neji walked in then and Naruto jumped up excitedly. "Over here!" He waved as if they would miss the large group of teen-agers sitting in a clump in the back.

Neji nodded, Gaara gave a small wave and the two took seats near the wall next to Naruto and Sasuke. Sakura turned around in her seat and smiled at the two who had just entered. "I heard this is a great movie."

"What's it about?" Naruto asked eyeing the popcorn in Gaara's hands. When he thought the redhead wasn't looking he grabbed a handful of it and stuffed it in his mouth. Gaara turned, giving him an accusing look before listening to the soft music playing in the back ground.

"If she tells you there'd be no reason in seeing the movie." Sasuke smirked when the blonde became riled up.

"Fine by me! It was your money that paid for it anyway!" Naruto yelled, stopped, and his cheeks grew red.

Gaara also blushed, having a very good idea of why Sasuke would pay for Naruto's ticket. Sakura raised an eyebrow, looking between the two with a questioning look. Beside her, Ino was also listening in after the conversation had turned quiet.

Luckily, the lights dulled and the doors at the back of the room were shut, signaling the movies start. Gaara saw out of the corner of his eyes Naruto turn and complain to Sasuke about something. The dark haired boy seemed to be unfazed by it and only gave a wave of his hand in dismissal.

Gaara focused back on the movie. At least, he half focused on the movie. He was subconsciously always aware of what Neji was doing. Whether it be shifting in his seat, or brushing his hand against Gaara's casually when reaching for some of the pop corn they'd purchased. Half way during the movie a low humming sound came from Neji and Gaara looked next to him at the older boy. Neji pulled out his cell phone, looking at the illumination of the screen before turning to Gaara.

"I'll be right back." Neji whispered into Gaara's ear, causing a small shiver to travel down the redhead's neck.

Nodding, Neji stood and quickly made his way out of the theater to take his call. Gaara wondered briefly who it could be but brushed off his thoughts. If Neji wanted him to know, he'd tell him. Neji had been nice enough to pick him up and drive him to the movie theater, the very least he could do was mind his own business.

He still wasn't sure about the whole dating thing yet. It seemed like everything was the same as it had been before Neji had asked him out. The only difference now was that when others weren't looking Neji would hold his hand, or some other kind of physical touch that wasn't too much.

Gaara also noticed that he had been spending a lot more time away from his house now. Often when he asked his father to be out later, the man would be thankful to get him out of the house. One day he'd stayed after school watching Neji and the others in their practice while doing homework. It was nice being away from home, even if he hadn't seen much of his siblings, but still nice.

Neji returned a while later, a thoughtful look on his features as he sat back down and pocketed his cell phone. Leaning over, Gaara whispered quietly so as to not disturb the other people in the room. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes." Neji whispered back surprising Gaara as he went on. "It was my uncle; he wants me to come home after the movie for a family dinner."

Gaara smiled on the external, though was frowning within. As much as he knew it was selfish of him, he'd wanted to spend some additional time with the Hyuga. He nodded none the less, turning back to the movie.

"Would you like to come over after the movie for dinner?" Neji startled Gaara with the question.

Blinking at the older boy, Gaara considered his options. His father would most likely be gone for the majority of the night, his homework was completed, and he'd get to spend more time with Neji. With that in mind he nodded once again at the Hyuga. A small upturn of the others lips and snaking on the shared popcorn fallowed through out the movie.

Gaara walked nervously besides Neji. The tall and luxurious house made Gaara feel small and insignificant. The thought of interacting with more Hyuga's was also something to think about. He'd never been over to some ones house for dinner and didn't know how to act. Was a dinner quiet like his house, or loud conversations? He hadn't really thought about it before, but now with it smack in front of him he wasn't so sure of him self.

Neji walked up to the door and lead the two of them into the house. Toeing off his shoes and waiting for Gaara before making his way up a caste of stairs. Gaara saw no one as they walked down a hallway toward the back of the house. All the doors were closed on this floor; he guessed it was because they were all bed rooms.

"Dinner won't be done for about 20 minutes." Neji informed him as he stopped at a door near the end of the hallway. He slid open another door and entered the room.

Gaara proceeded cautiously, looking into the room before entering. The room was a good size bigger then his and Kankuro's room, obviously being Neji's bedroom. There was a bed in the corner, TV, dresser, and door to a closet and perhaps a bathroom.

"Wow…" Gaara mouthed stepping in fully now, closing the door behind him, and turned in a slow circle to look at a few items hanging from the walls. "Your room is really nice."

"Thanks." Neji said out of courtesy and took Gaara's hand in his and raised it up. "You still haven't explained this." He tugged at Gaara sleeve where under it was a large healing bruise.

"I t-told you it was n-nothing…" Gaara looked away from Neji's intense gaze.

Neji's hand touched Gaara's cheek, turning his head to look back at him. His thumb caressed the younger boy's cheek which was becoming the same shade of red as his hair. Gaara watched as he slowly leaned down and kissed his lips softly, putting his arms around his petite waist. Gaara shivered, his heartbeat speeding up.

Pulling away to look into Gaara's eyes, the Hyuga said in a whisper. "What happened?"

Gaara wanted to turn away but wasn't able to because of the arms around his waist. He'd never been so close to some one before, he could feel the white eyed boy's breath against his lips. "M-my dad got mad…" Gaara said softly hoping he wouldn't be heard. "I got him mad and h-he-"

"Neji, dinners ready!" A voice called from outside in the hallway.

Neji sighed, saying they're coming and looking back at Gaara, kissing him softly on the lips again before letting the redhead go. "We'll talk later."

Gaara really hoped for once Neji would forget something.

Gaara expected a silent, uncomfortable, dinner with a large group of people. He had a picture in his mind of the family being dressed in nice clothing, some even in traditional kimonos. They'd all eat their food with perfect precision and never dropping even a gain of rise.

Reality was everything but that.

The Hyuga's were anything but quiet. Gaara had been able to hear their loud chatter down the hall. They were also very kind when he entered the room. A man at the head of the table, which he'd found out was Neji's uncle Hiashi, was very kind. The only people dressed in any kind of fancy clothing were a few elder people whom he guessed were grandparents. He had been right about one thing though. There was a very big group of people at the large table in the dinning room.

The older boy led him to two empty seats were the younger children were sitting. He sat down nervously and looked around the table. Hinata was across from him and a girl with the same white eyes. Her hair was long and dark brown and speaking unendingly to the older girl. All of the Hyuga's had white eyes and either black or brown hair. It didn't seem like there was any one out side of the family at the table.

Suddenly nervous that it had been solitary for a family only party he started fidgeting in his seat. Neji turned, giving him a look that asked if he was alright. Gaara shook his head, about to give an excuse as to not be there when Neji's uncle called for every one to be quiet.

When every one stopped talking the man continued, not giving Gaara a chance to talk to Neji. "Thank you to every one who has been able to make it this evening. As you all know, my eldest daughter Hinata will be taking over the family business as head of the company when I retire." He raised his glass while gazing down the table at his daughter. "To Hinata!"

"To Hinata!" The other Hyuga's cheered, raising their own glasses and drinking them.

Gaara looked across the table at the said girl. The sky girl smiled, almost sadly, and her eyes flickered across the table to the seat next to him. He wondered why she wasn't happy about the news. He knew from being to their house and seeing the cars these people drove that the job she would hold would bring a lot of money. And why had the girl looked at Neji for?

They were questions he'd have to ask Neji when they were alone once again. Right now, a very delicious looking plate of food was put in front of him.

"Who's he?" Gaara heard a new voice from across the table and looked up from just popping some food into his mouth. The younger girl next to Hinata was looking at him like she was examining him.

"T-this is Sabaku Gaara from our s-school, Hanabi." Hinata said quietly, though both males across from them could hear clearly.

"He's got red hair…" The girl looked at him oddly. "Did you dye your hair? My aunt dyes her hair, but brown. She says it covers the grays she has. Do you have grays? Is that why you dye your hair? I don't want to get grays. What other colors are there…"

Gaara looked next to him at Neji wondering if he was supposed to be following what the younger girl was saying. Neji shrugged, ignoring the girl and going back to eating. Following his lead, Gaara started eating once again while giving an occasional nod or shake of his head.

While eating Gaara wondered where Neji's parents were. None of the other Hyuga's seemed to be acting as if Neji was their child. His uncle was the only one who could be old enough but Gaara knew he couldn't be Neji's dad. And what about his mom?

Scooping up some more rise, something brushed against his foot in the middle of his thinking. It poked him again, then rubbed against his more forcefully. Startled he gave a side ways glance at Neji and under him to see both feet planted on the ground. He couldn't look under the table with out seeming obvious, but he didn't want to 'drop' his chopsticks and look like a fool. He looked at Hinata, but knew the young girl would never do something like that. Looking next to her, he found the person who was still trying to play footsie with him though he'd pulled back minutes ago.

Hanabi was poking at her food, looking up with a light blush on her face. Gaara jumped causing Neji to look over at him though he was too surprised to notice. The girl couldn't be more then ten years old and she was…she was…doing that!

"Gaara, are you alright? Your face is red." Neji observed.

"F-fine!" Gaara cursed himself for answering so fast.

Neji's eyebrow raised. He smiled sheepishly and pulled is foot away from the young girl's once again. What the hell was wrong with that girl!

The older boy's eyes narrowed, looked at the person beside Gaara, Hinata, and finally Hanabi. Once his eyes settled on hers his eyes turned into slits. Gaara gulped.

"Hanabi." Hinata said turning away from the person on the other side of her. "F-father wants to speak to us." The girl pouted, looking at Gaara one last time and completely unaware of the death glares she was receiving from her cousin.

Gaara blushed. Neji was glaring at the back of the young girl's head as she walked away. Deciding to try and lift Neji's upcoming bad attitude, he asked a question to try and distract him. "Is that your sister?"

"No." Neji said quickly with a hint of dread. He looked at the younger boy next to him. "She's my cousin and Hinata's sister."

Nodding, Gaara made a silent note to stay away from the young girl when Neji wasn't around. He didn't need some little girl trying to flirt with him. All ready he could tell Neji had suspicions.

"I'll be right back." Neji said. His eyes were still pinned on Hanabi as he moved to get up. Gaara didn't want him to go, maybe make a seen when talking to the girl. He also didn't want to be left alone with such a large group of people he didn't know.

"Wait!" Gaara said hastily as the older boy turned to leave him. Neji turned, just as a maid was bringing some food on a tray to one of the other family members, and the two collided.

"Oh my- my greatest apologies sir!" The maid's eyes were wide and she scrambled to get a napkin to clean his now soiled shirt.

Momentarily forgetting why he'd gotten up, Neji pushed the maid's hand away when she tried to clean the stain on his chest. Gaara shrank back as he looked at the once white shirt. When Neji looked over at Gaara looked away, terrified beyond reason that Neji was going to change his mind about going out with him.

"Neji, it's about the end of dinner." Hiashi said from the table. Gaara noticed the man's eyes seemed to frown even though he kept a poker face. "If your friend's done you two are dismissed."

Neji nodded, bowed politely, and waited for Gaara to get up before leaving the room. Gaara stalked behind him, head down and fighting back tears.

He knew the Hyuga was going to hit him. If he hadn't called out to the boy then Neji wouldn't turned and the two wouldn't have collided. He just knew Neji was going to be pissed at him.

When they were both in the older boy's room Gaara all but choked out an apology. "I'm s-sorry!" Tears were fighting to rush forth as he saw Neji stop in the middle of the room and turn to look at him.

"Come here." Neji commanded in a voice Gaara couldn't read. He shook as he walked toward the older boy with his head down so he only saw Neji's socked feet. He saw out of the corned Neji's hand move up and closed his eyes tightly before the slap he knew would come. He was surprised though to feel Neji's thumb pushed his cheek where a tear had rolled down. "There's nothing to be sorry about."

"I made the maid and you run into each other, I ruined your shirt!"

"I ran into the maid on my own accord. You had nothing to do with it." He said before turning around and walking over to the dresser and going threw its containments. He pulled out a new shirt and pulled off his old one, now facing Gaara. "It couldn't be helped. Things happen sometimes that you can't control."

Some time around when Neji pulled off his shirt Gaara had stopped listening. He gazed at Neji's toned chest that was so different from him own. The Hyuga's upper body was lean but toned, showing that he was indeed in a physical sport. His abdomen was flat and he doubted there was any fat on Neji's body.

He watched as the body he'd been studying came closer and closer. He glanced up to the other as a hand slipped behind his head and pulled him closer until lips pressed against his. Neji's lips were soft and warm, unlike the cool fingers tangling in his hair and the other pulling him closer. He timidly pressed back against Neji's and rested his hands on the other's chest. Just like Neji's lips, his body was warm.

A shiver went down his spine when he felt Neji's tongue brushed his lips then teeth pull on his bottom lip. Taking the hint, Gaara opened his mouth nervously. Neji's tongue was soon exploring the cavern of his mouth, brushing his teeth and coaxing his tongue to come out form the back of his mouth.

It was slow and sloppy, at least from Gaara's point of view. He'd never in his whole life done anything like this. His heart was beating in his head and his stomach in a tight ball. Neji was doing everything slow though, giving him time to get used to it before doing anything else.

When they were both fully out of breath, Neji pulled away and looked at the heavily panting Gaara. His cheeks were flush and mouth slightly open. Smirking, Neji kissed the side of Gaara's mouth, traveling up the slope of his jaw. He nudged the younger boy's chine to turn, exposing more of his pale neck. The redhead gasped as he felt Neji begin to suck. Something Gaara couldn't place was happening in his lower half, something curling in his stomach before settling lower.

A sharp bite and suck caused Gaara and scrap his nail against Neji's chest. Neji lapped the soon to be bruised area, kissing up his neck and underside of his throat before coming back to Gaara's lips. Again he brushed his tongue against Gaara's lips before being aloud entrance.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Fuck…" Neji cursed as his cell phone began to ring, seeming louder then it was because of the silence that there had been.

Gaara's breathing was still labored and heart racing. He liked the kiss they'd just had compared to the other's they had. He also liked how even though it had ended Neji's free hand was still tangled in his short hair keeping them very close.

"What?" Neji barked. Gaara was happy the Hyuga was just as peeved as he that they'd been interrupted.

Shouting was heard from the person on the phone. A few choice curses yelled louder then the others. Sighing, Neji handed Gaara the small phone. Taking it, he held it to his ear. "Hello?"

"Where the hell are you?" Kankuro snarled threw the phone.

"I'm at Neji's house-"

"Why aren't you back yet? Do you know how late it is? The Hyuga better get you home soon or I swear…"

Gaara pouted for a split second as Neji pulled away to go back to the dresser. He picked up the discarded shirt and pulled it over his head. "I'll be home soon." Gaara said in the middle of something Kankuro had been yelling about.

"You better be." Kankuro said, forcefully clamping the phone down on the receiver.

"Your brother's mad." It was more of a statement then a question.

"Yes." Gaara handed him back his phone. "He just wants me to be safe."

Neji nodded, wanting to say something but thinking against it and settling for smirking at the younger man and brushed his lips over Gaara's. "You liked it, didn't you?"

Turning away with scarlet cheeks, Gaara walked toward the door. "I don't know what you're talking about."

He was reluctant to leave the Hyuga and enter his house, especially when Neji started to kiss him again. It wasn't anything like before, it was slower and mainly Neji teasing the younger boy. It had actually been Neji who had told the redhead he'd better go in before they were caught.

Gaara entered the quiet house, closing the door behind him and leaning against it heavily. He couldn't help the smile that played across his lips.

Neji was different.

Neji hadn't gotten mad, hadn't yelled or shouted or even really seem to care about the shirt. If it had been any one else he would have at least been given a dirty look or worse.

Carefully putting his shoes in their place, he walked up the stairs. Kankuro must have heard the stairs creek because his door opened and he looked at him angrily. "You're late." He stated.

"Sorry." Gaara said though he really didn't mean it. He was about anything but sorry at the moment.

Kankuro seemed to notice this too and crossed his arms over his chest. "Did you have anything for din-" he stopped, staring at Gaara in shock. "What is that?" He fallowed by pointing at Gaara's neck.

Touching his neck his eyes widened. He'd saw in the side mirror of the car the mark Neji had left on his neck. The Hyuga had almost seemed proud of it.

"N-nothing!" Gaara yelped when Kankuro pulled his hand away and looked at it more closely.

"Nothing!" Kankuro repeated. He let go grumbling loudly as he walked back to his room. "I'll kill him…where's a bat when you need one…maybe the school will have one… hm, which class to do it in…"

Gaara fallowed his brother into the room. Hopefully he could talk his brother into not killing the one person he was beginning to trust in a long time.

Yawning, Gaara walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. His sister and brother were hard at work making breakfast.

"You're doing it wrong! You flipped them too early!"

"Then why don't you fucking do it!"

"Because someone is always making fun of my cooking and says it tastes like shit!"

Silence, then Kankuro handed a triumphant looking Temari the cooking instrument. "I'll get the plates out…"

Finally noticing her youngest brother, Temari smiled. "Good morning Gaara."

"Morning..." Gaara mumbled back, not fully awake.

"So did you have fun at Neji's?" Temari asked wiggling her eyebrows.

Blushing Gaara looking at Kankuro with a frown. So much for privacy. "Yeah, I had dinner with his family." He paused. "I think his cousin likes me…"

"Awww." Temari laughed. She looked away from her work to pore herself a glass of milk and looked at Gaara. "Wow, Neji sure did mark you up good!"

"Temari!" Gaara squeaked. Self-consciously he covered where he could feel the mark. "Is it really noticeable?"

"Hell yeah!" Kankuro yelled. He was still pissed about it, obviously.

Giggling, their sister walked up to Gaara glancing at it before grabbing her purse and pulling out a container. "This should cover it up, so dad won't see." She said the last part softer. She squeezed the tube and covered the mark with the shin colored cream.

When the girl was finished, Gaara helped his brother set the dishes on the counter while Temari went back to breakfast. The stairs creaked, and the last of the family members entered the room. Only then noticing his father was in the room Gaara tried to get out of the way but was to late. "Get out of my fuckin' way!" he grabbed the back of Gaara's neck tightly and threw him aside.

"S-sorry!" Gaara mumbled picking himself up and carefully going to the other side of the room.

Their father sat in his chair, watching hi children with narrowed eyes work on making breakfast. The cheerful conversation was completely forgotten.

When the food was done each sat in their chair and Temari put large helpings of food on the plates. When she reached to put some on Gaara's, her father took the plate of food. "He doesn't deserve that much." And with that didn't even give half of what their father and Kankuro and Temari had.

"Dad that's not-" Kankuro started.

"That's all he's fuckin' getting! Now sit down and eat your own damn food or get out of my fuckin' face."

Kankuro glared at their father, Temari pushed most of her food around and frowning, and Gaara eat every little bit of food that was on his plate. He wanted Monday to come as fast as it could so he could see Neji again.

Sorry Gaara… I dislike his dad with a passion. At least in this story.

As soon as I fine out what's up with my Beta I'll re-post this. Oh and I have Driver's ED Over the summer starting the 12th so I'm still not free. (Nooo!)