Woot! Chapter 2 is up!
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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, but I bet you already knew that.
Warnings: Yaoi, yuri, and het pairings. Language. Happy Itachi and a very horny Gaara. Citrus in this chap!
Senior Days
"I can't do it Sasuke. I just can't do it!" Naruto slammed his phone onto it's receiver for the fifth time that night.
"You've had Gaara's number for what...six days now and you still haven't called him. Just do it already! You've been waiting for an opportunity like this for forever." Sasuke leaned back against the over-sized pillows at the end of the blond's bed.
"I know." Naruto sunk to the floor and rested his back against the side of his bed frame. "I just can't bring myself to do it." Sasuke sighed and picked the phone up from the bedside table and hit redial. When it started to ring, he shoved it in Naruto's ear. "Talk." he commanded.
The phone stopped ringing and an unfamiliar male voice answered with a simple "Hello?" Naruto froze. "Talk!" the older boy ordered yet again.
"Uh...hi. I-is Gaara there?"
"No, he's out, but if you want I can-"
"No, that's fine. Thanks, though. Bye." Naruto hastily hung up the phone and turned to Sasuke. "What the hell did you do that for!"
"You would have never called him if I didn't. Besides, now he won't think that you blew him off." He then added with a sly smirk "At least not yet."
"Pervert!" the blond picked up a bright orange pillow lying next to him and chucked it at his friend.
"You know it's true." He glanced over at the clock. "It's getting late. I'd better go." Sasuke stood up and made for the door.
"Alright, see you tomorrow, Teme."
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Naruto reached school the next day at his normal time, seven o'clock. Not many people were there yet, so he made straight for homeroom without any side stops.
He soon reached room 118. This hallway was not vacant like the rest. A familiar red head was leaning against his locker.
"Gaara? What are you doing here?"
"Kankuro said that you called last night." he said simply and shifted so Naruto could access his locker.
"Oh, yeah." The blond dropped his bag in front of his locker. "I was just wondering if maybe, if you want to, we could go out tonight?" A blush crept onto the tan boy's face.
"Sure. Where to?"
"Well, I was thinking that we could go to this bar...Sasuke's brother Itachi owns it. He always lets us drink there. That is, if that's alright with you." Naruto's eyes averted Gaara's gaze and he shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot.
"Okay. I'll pick you up at eight." With that, he was gone.
Naruto smiled to himself as he started to unpack his bag. 'Gaara. And me. On a date. Tonight. Dear God, this is the greatest day of my life!'
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Gaara arrived at Naruto's house at exactly eight o'clock, as promised. The older boy didn't bother to get out of his car. He beeped his horn and the blond, who was waiting for his arrival was in the car in under a minute.
Gaara drove a sleek black Mustang with leather interior. Not a cheap car. It even had new car smell. Naruto concluded that the other boy's parents must be loaded.
"Hey." the red head acknowledged the blond's existence when he was in the car and ready to go.
"Hi." was all that Naruto could manage to force out. Though he wouldn't admit it, he was nervous as hell.
Gaara pulled out of the driveway and the younger of the two idly wondered how Gaara knew where he lived.
The ten minute ride to the bar was completely silent. Neither said a word, Naruto being in a state of shock of being on a date with Gaara, and Gaara, well, he just wasn't a very talkative person.
The trip felt like forever to the whiskered boy. He starred out the window with his chin rested on his right hand. He could feel the red head's gaze burning into the back of his head every few minutes. This put him even more on edge.
Naruto knew that they had reached their destination when his eyes were met with the bright red neon letters that read 'Sharingan', Itachi's bar.
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The pair made their way into the bar, the few people in there not taking much notice of them. It was a slow night and Itachi was the only one bar tending. Naruto took a seat far from the other customers and Gaara sat next to him.
It was a dark room and fairly large, as half was a dance floor which was currently unoccupied. The club-slash-bar's usual pounding music and flashing lights were absent, leaving the room eerily quiet. Thursday nights were usually not very busy in Sharingan.
When Itachi noticed the new arrivals, he made his way over to their location. "Hey, Naruto. Who's your friend?"
"Hi, Itachi. This is Gaara."
"Gaara? The Gaara?" Itachi gave the boy a look of disbelief.
Naruto leaned in closer toward his best friend's brother and whispered to him, "Yes, the Gaara. But please, don't make this a big thing. Don't tell him what I've told you about him. Please." he pleaded.
"Alright, alright. What will you two have?"
"I'll have a Whiskey Sour and he'll have --" Naruto began.
"A Kamikaze." Gaara finished. Itachi nodded and left to fetch their order.
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An hour and quite a few drinks later, Naruto was plastered. Gaara, on the other hand, held his liquor well. The blond was rambling on about random people from their school, but it all fell on deaf ears. Naruto was a happy drunk, telling Gaara everything about himself, even his most intimate secrets. This part, the red head listened to intently.
"And then, there was this one time, I think it...it was the firstest time Sasuke brought me here. He, like tried to...make out with me. But that was b-before he started banging that dude." he pointed towards Itachi who was at the other end of the bar. "And I kinda liked it. So that's how I figured out I was gay!"
The smaller boy spun around a few times on his barstool, clearly dizzy when he stopped. "I-I think I'm gunna hurl." he instantly got up and ran into the bathroom. Gaara followed seconds later.
The sound of vomiting echoed through the mens room when the older boy entered. Turning into the first stall, he found the blond slumped over the toilet. "Meh hod urts." (my head hurts) he mumbled.
"That's what you get for drinking so much." the red head entered the stall and crouched next his companion. Naruto lifted his head and looked at Gaara. "You drank as much as me. Why didn't you get sick?"
"Dunno. Just didn't. You done?" the whiskered boy nodded and the other flushed the toilet and handed the younger one a piece of toilet paper. Naruto thankfully took it and wiped away the remnants.
A moment later, Gaara's mouth was on Naruto's, pulling him into a hungry kiss. It took a moment for the blond to respond, but he eventually opened his mouth to let the other enter. Gaara's tongue ran first over the other's teeth, tasting a rather strong tinge of vomit remaining in his mouth. He then moved to intertwine his tongue with Naruto's.
The smaller boy leaned into the kiss and began to rub his growing arousal against Gaara's thigh. The red head broke the kiss and, taking Naruto's movements as an invitation, left a trail of kisses down his neck, slowly making his way lower. The blond leaned back against the wall of the stall and moaned as Gaara's hands wandered up his shirt. He allowed the black and orange cloth to be lifted over his head and again kissed the other boy deeply.
Gaara dropped to his knees and gripped Naruto's zipper with his teeth. He started to pull on it, but paused when the younger one broke from his passion induced trance and spoke.
"No. I-I can't. I'm not ready."
Gaara rose and captured the whiskered boy's lips once again in a soft chaste kiss. When they parted, he whispered "You sure?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry." Naruto bent down to retrieve his discarded shirt.
"It's alright. Don't worry about it." The tattooed boy turned to unlock the stall door and led the other back into the bar.
When the pair got back to their seats, Gaara didn't sit down. "You want to leave? I mean, you might want to go home to take care of some things..." he motioned toward the still prominent bulge in the younger boy's pants. Naruto blushed slightly and nodded.
"Yeah. I guess so."
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Despite the circumstances, the ride home was not as awkward as the ride to the bar. Neither was as tense, due to the alcohol. Naruto, though, was silently screaming at himself.
'What the hell did I do that for! I'm such an idiot.' He stole a quick glance at his companion, then turned back to staring out the window. 'He probably hates me now, blowing him off like that. Damnit!'
The car soon came to a stop in front of the blond's house. Naruto broke his train of thought and opened the door. Before he exited, he turned to Gaara.
"Thanks. I had fun tonight."
"Yeah. Me too. You want to go again sometime?" Green eyes locked with blue.
"I'd love to. I guess I'll see you in school tomorrow?"
"Sure."
"Well, I'll see you then." Naruto exited the car and flashed Gaara a quick smile. He closed the door and watched the boy drive away.
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(A/N) And that was chapter 2! I hope you liked it. (Though the OOC-ness is killing me and I personally think it moves kind of fast...) If everything goes as planned, there will be only one more chapter. Reviews make me very, very happy!