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38. Remembrance
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I hope to finish this sequel before new years eve, but first we're heading on a much needed weekend trip to a spa hotel in South Tyrol :)
Enjoy the next chapter, see you next week.
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SquaMata
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Then the pinkette clad in a red towel dashed out of the room, clanking chains with every step.
The two young men were left alone in the playroom, the black-haired man mustered the immobilized redhead for a while. It was obvious he was fighting against the illusion, the genjutsu was not that strong, it would not take long for him to rescind it.
Completely black orbs reopened with a loud snarl of the demon and met the figure leaning on the opposite side in between the two closed exit doors.
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"What did you do?!", he spat at the still smirking Uchiha.
Sasuke's smirk grew even wider as he answered in a serene tone that mirrored his appearance, "What was best for you."
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"You don't even know me!" Shukaku hissed in aggravation.
The heir of the sharingan bloodline grunted in amusement.
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"Get out!" A growl underlined his increasing menacing demeanor.
The black-haired hunk still seemed unimpressed, as he did not move a single centimeter, "I won't go anywhere."
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"Then this shall be your death, Uchiha!" The possessed young man broke into maniacal laughter. "I've always wanted to rip your guts out since the chuunin exams!"
"Sure, do what you must." Although Sasuke had learned from the best when it comes to the I-don't-give-a-fuck-battle-face, he could not hide his growing amusement. "If it helps you to remember, Gaara!"
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"You have no right to call me by my first name, Uchiha!" The demon let Gaara fall into a fight stance.
"Oh, I have every right to do so." The mischievous smirk turned into a mightily amused chuckle and he mirrored his opponent's pose.
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All of a sudden, a black leather sofa flew across the room and landed right in front of the widely smirking Uchiha, who did not take a step aside. He cocked his head to the side and chuckled again. With a loud devilish snarl the possessed kazekage stormed forward to come at the black-haired man. The redhead threw a quick series of punches and kicks at Sasuke, which he countered in the same crazy intensity. Red and black filled up the room as quickly as lightning.
The fight heated up even more, items from the wall and play furniture flew around, while fists and feet hit taut muscles, followed by annoyed growls.
Strangely there were no weapons and no other jutsus involved, there was not even the sand carapace the kazekage was infamous for. Sasuke was sure, this was Gaara holding down the demon from inside. This was not the first time they had this situation. He would not complain, if he was honest he was proud and he also held back all too willingly.
Simultaneously they began dodging his opponent by blocking his mobility with his full body, it caused intense body contact like they had always ended up in and the familiar scent of the other waved through the spinning air in a rush.
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Sasuke caught him close for a moment, "I know you like that!"
"You know nothing! You're going to die!" Growling he pushed the strong sharingan heir away from him, but the attentive Uchiha noticed the increasing intervals of changing in between Shukaku and Gaara as black turned turquoise and back.
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Still smirking he kicked the kazekage hard into the stomach, "I promise I'll make you remember."
Coughing, he took a step back, before he shouted, "Ready to bleed, Uchiha?" Shukaku laughed insanely as he punched Sasuke hard in the face and he spat blood.
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Grinning, Sasuke dodged another round of relentless hits, "Do you remember the scar on your left upper arm?"
As an imminent peril the demon bared his teeth, "Fuck you!"
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"Exactly!" The smug grin on the former rogue's face was back in place, even if it was a little bloody. Sasuke hit him deliberately on the left upper arm, where he knew the mentioned scar was situated.
The redhead seemed startled for one moment and obviously tried to decipher a deeper meaning of the last spoken words combined with the realization that there was indeed an old injury on his left upper arm. His eyes change from black to turquoise and back, while the Uchiha took the chance of the moment and finally pinned him down with his bodyweight. The redhead was face down on the floor with his arms and legs in an immobilizing grip.
"I'm tired of this shit." Sasuke placed his left leg right in front of Gaara's eyes without changing the tense pressure on said body. Next he pulled up the hem of his jounin pants to expose a similar scar there. The redhead took a sharp breath and the strong Konoha-nin prepared for the worst, but the violence never came. Instead all the blackness vanished from the kazekage's eyes and the tension of the body slackened.
This was the sign he had been waiting for, immediately Sasuke let him go.
Gaara slid away and put some much needed distance in between them to ease his breathing and to recollect his thoughts. Then he sat up and looked at Sasuke, who was standing a few meters next to him. Their eyes met, there was almost a huge question mark plastered on Gaara's face.
This was the moment Sasuke had been waiting for.
Without any hesitation the sharingan heir leaned forward to capture the redhead's startled lips with his.
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Wide opened eyes desperately searched for answers, but the Uchiha's were unmistakingly closed in confidence and composure as his calloused hand took hold of his brawny neck.
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Rough, forceful, leading, conversant, yet somehow acquainted and comforting…
Too comforting.
Too close.
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All too naturally the redhead pushed him away and dashed up to gather more distance in between them, but as he walked back in slow steps his memories flashback eventually.
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Defeated, he sank to the floor. The young man's body was shaking when appalled eyes finally met the adamant look of the lone Uchiha. As Gaara noticed the droplets of blood, he stopped breathing.
Sasuke curiously followed his progress of realisation and acceptance, he granted him his time and distance, but despite the past, he would not go anywhere. The look on the kazekage's face turned from shock to disbelief and eventually guilt.
The skilled Konoha-nin seemed pleased with the result in front of his very eyes, as he felt turquoise eyes following the trail of blood on his handsome face, he wiped his lip nonchalantly.
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"I told you, I'll make you remember."
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Trigger warning:
The next chapter will contain the story of Gaara and Sasuke. It's not mandatory for the story, you can skip it if you want to. Chapter 40 will continue with Code 4.
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