Sasuke
practiced in the gym. Beating on the heavy bag until sweat trickled
from his brow through the crevices of his toned stomach. His shirt
lay on the floor beside him. He heard the gym door creak open. His
dark eyes flicked towards it to see who was entering. He saw a
certain boy from the sand village standing there.
Sasuke
looked at him, "Why are you still in Konaha?" Gaara looked at
him.
"You
intrigue me Uchiha" he took a sip of tea and looked up at Sasuke.
"I don't mean to interrupt your practice but-"
"You
want to spar with an Uchiha?" Sasuke cut him off.
Gaara
shook his head.
"Well,
what is it then?" Sasuke watched Gaara as he began to tremble.
"When
your friends were talking about relationships you had nothing to
say." He approached Sasuke, close to his side. "Do women not
interest you?"
"The
pursuit of strength and power is too important for me to be
distracted by something as useless as women."
Gaara
was standing in front of Sasuke, looking at his sweat-beaded body. He
trailed his index finger down the center of Sasuke's chest. Sasuke
blushed, but didn't step back.
"What
about men?"
Sasuke
stopped for a moment staring into Gaara's blank but yearning eyes.
His inner emotions burst out as he clenched the back of Gaara's
head and brought it to his lips. Gaara grasped Sasuke's back,
clawing into his skin. Their tongues intertwined and danced to a song
only the two could understand. Sasuke stepped back, amazed by his
actions, but he didn't regret any of them.
"I'll
be right back" Sasuke stuttered. Sasuke retreated to the locker
room, leaving Gaara in the open gym. He stood in the shower, "what's
wrong with me? Why do I feel this way for Gaara?" He leaned against
the wall of the shower. The cool water trailed down his bare body and
pooled at his feet. In no time Gaara appeared before him looking up
and down his body, taking in everything. Gaara stepped close to
Sasuke and placed his hands above each of his shoulders. He pressed
his body against Sasuke's. Before Sasuke could protest Gaara had
pressed himself into the shower wall. They're lips met again and
they're hands trailed off, searching each others bodies. Sasuke
couldn't help but be enthralled in this sensation. A sensation he
fully enjoyed.
They leaned into each other, both exposed to the streaming shower water. In the midst of the rising steam, the two made love. Within minutes, Gaara was inside Sasuke. Sasuke just realized that he had been yearning for this all along. Moaning with the pain that comforted him so, he didn't want it to ever stop. Sasuke leaned up, so that he and Gaara's Tongues could meet under the steaming spray of water. The shower had become an erotic sauna, and for the first time in years, Sasuke was not thinking of his pursuit of power at all.
