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.