Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, you'd know.

Today was another gloomy day, a chilly breeze clinging to the street lamps that were lit on the dark evening. McDonalds was buzzing, dinner on Saturdays always the busiest time. "I'd like a turnover."

Sasuke looked at his next customer, recognizing him from somewhere, although unable to place his face. "What flavor?" He asked, still staring.

"Cherry turnover." The strangers face was blank as he returned Sasuke's stare, his voice blunt and brisk. He held a notebook in his arms that had post-its sticking from the majority of its pages.

Sasuke smiled, plugging in his order. "Is that all?" There was a short nod and a grunt of approval. "That'll be $1.07."

The man paid, took his warm turnover with a softly uttered thanks, and took the farthest seat from the workers as possible, opening his notebook.

He then took the turnover from its package and placed it in his mouth, biting off a small chunk and pulling a pencil from the spiral of the notebook. He had opened to a blank page that had a simple heading in the margin: "Poem #134".
He began to write, his pencil flowing over the paper in delicate scrawls. After a few lines, he set his pencil down and took another thoughtful bite of his turnover. A gentle vibration in his pocket called his attention, and he pulled out his phone, a small kitsune charm hanging from it. "Hello?"

"Gaara!" His best friend Lees voice boomed, and he held the phone away from his ear.

"What did I tell you about being so loud?" He growled darkly.

"Eheheh, sorry Gaara. But you will never believe it! I am hosting a party and you are going to come. Before you protest, I want you to go straight to my house after this. If you do not, there shall be consequences. Got it?"

Gaara looked a little upset and he sighed. "Fine." And he hung up without another word. Returning to his poem and turnover, he let his thoughts roam. God, was Lee annoying…

He finished his turnover in record time and packed up. If Lee was going to force him into attending a party that he himself was hosting, he wasn't going un-prepared. That would be the stupidest thing he'd done in ages, especially knowing Lee like he did.

So he was simple and drove home, silently entering his house and taking a nap. He needed rest if he was going to have to deal with Lee and his friends all in one concentrated spot.

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"Gaara!" Lee came running at said redhead and Gaara stopped in his forward movement, not ten feet from Lee's front door.

"Jump on me and I'll kill you." He hissed.

"Worth the risk!" Lee shouted, tackling his friend to the ground.

There was laughter from Naruto and a limping Kiba as they came up the sidewalk. "Don't attack innocent people Lee, that'll just add to the neighbors claim that you're rabid." Naruto spoke as he rather rudely pushed Kiba in the door. "He's your problem now Ino!" He shouted inside before going over to Lee and the silent Gaara.

"You are mean!" Lee whined as Naruto pulled him off of Gaara.

Gaara ignored the hand that Naruto then offered him, standing up of his own accord and walking away.

Naruto shrugged and followed both Lee and Gaara into the red-painted house Lee fondly called his home, past the giant pine trees and up the concrete steps. The inside was colored to match the outside, green walls and red furnishings. Naruto claimed a seat next to the immobile Kiba on the loveseat and stole a sip of his friends calpis(1). The Inuzuka boy grumbled but ignored him, continuing his talk with Shino.

In the kitchen, Lee was driving Gaara insane with his constant bantering about one thing or another. First it started with this pink-haired chick that sounded really annoying to Gaara, and it eventually escalated to the fact that Gaara should get himself a woman. As soon as those words left Lees mouth, he knew that this would be a long and bothersome party.

"Gaara! You are not listening. I am trying to give you some wonderful advice!" Lee called to Gaara, who was seated at the four chair table and tightly clenching his cup of water. "What I think you need is someone to go out with! Someone to share your youthful stories with!"

Gaara's grip on his water slipped and he nearly spilled the clear liquid on his lap. "Lee! You don't understand! I don't want a woman to go out with!" His voice rose with each word until he was shouting at Lee. "I like men!"

Lee was quiet for a moment before nodding. "Then why did you not say so?" Gaara led his head fall to the table with a loud thump as Lee continued. "What we now must do is find you a man to go out with and share the stories of your-"

"The stories of my youth. I've got it Lee. Can you please just drop it?" His voice was amazingly gentle as he tilted his head back and let the remnants of his water slide down his throat.

"But Gaara…"

"Drop it Lee, don't you dare make me say it again. I'm going into the living room. If you say one more thing about it all night, I will not hesitate to kick you."

The young man with the bowl-cut black hair let a breathy sigh escape his lips, nodding shortly. "Fine. I will do as you ask on one condition."

"What?" Gaara snarled, stopping halfway out the door.

"Tomorrow you must let me try to set you up with someone."

Gaara felt his eyes widen. He ignored Lee, giving him only a grunt in reply. This was not his idea of a good party. A blind date and a close encounter with his subject of observation… His bed and a cup of vodka were sounding really good to him right now.

"My dear rose. You are all of me in this world. In now, the past and the future, I sing for you."(2) Naruto sang along with the music that now reverberated through the plaster walls of the house. (Though it was only moments ago that it was a soft background sound.)

"Oh, I love this song!" Someone, presumably Sasuke(4), shouted just as Gaara re-entered the living room.

"Then come sing and dance with me!" Naruto called playfully, teasingly beckoning Sasuke to him with a finger.

"This is a party…" Ino stated while rolling her eyes, tiredly watching Sasuke and Naruto attempted to waltz through Asagi's(3) screaming.

Another silent spectator was Gaara, who was watching the blond sway his hips and pretend to feel Kiba up. He watched as Sasuke returned the play, rubbing himself against Naruto in a playful manner. Ino gave a snort of disgust, leaving the scene and passing the slightly gaping red head on her way out.

He watched as Naruto let his mouth open slightly in feigned pleasure as Sasuke dipped, moving the two across the carpet and simultaneously rubbing his groin against the jean clad leg of his good friend. He continued to watch as Naruto's head was thrown back and Sasuke's lips latched onto the blondes neck, the two no longer pretending.

He was unable to look away like most of the other people were when Naruto panted and pulled Sasuke up to kiss him. The two, locked in each others arms, parted from the kiss with a thin trail of saliva linking them together.

Soon, Naruto was panting softly and staring at the light on the ceiling while Sasuke's lips ravaged the skin of his neck and shoulders, moving fabric to reveal more tanned skin. Gaara couldn't look away, and the more he watched the tighter he could feel his pants get.

Naruto moaned when Sasuke's knee parted his legs and rubbed the bulge located between his legs, his breath coming in short gasps. Gaara walked past them hurriedly, stiffening when he heard Naruto let out another series of breathy moans. Shit…

Owari
Review, my loves. Seriously.

(1) Calpis is a Japanese milk-based soft drink.
(2) The song is Yami yori kurai doukoku no A CAPPELLA to bara yori akai jounetsu no ARIAby D.
(3) Asagi is the vocalist of D. Simple as that.
(4) I'm sure that if you read the old version of this you know that Sasuke really likes Naruto. If you don't, now you do, and that scene should make sense.