I don't kwn any of the characters... But I do own... An... Elephant. Yes. An elephant.
The next weeks went by faster than ever. True, Sasuke and Gaara didn't share anymore kisses, but they were always together. Wherever Sasuke was, Gaara was. Wherever Gaara was, Sasuke was. Except for at his house.
Now, he didn't feel the need to actually SEE Sasuke's house. Something like that shouldn't matter, right? But he was just... curious. Since Sasuke lived alone, he was curious about his living environment. But he didn't dare ask to be invited over, considering the fact that he had never had Sasuke over at HIS house, either. But Gaara wanted that to change.
They had gone to the small café at lunch, just as always. But today, Gaara had a question. As he sipped his soda, he stared out the window at the different shoes walking by. Something he hadn't done in quite a while.
Sasuke gave him a quizzical look. He leaned back in the booth and yawned, casually popping a question. "So what's on your mind?"
Gaara looked up from his soda, an expression of confusion swallowing his face. "What do you mean?"
Sasuke shrugged. "You're... quiet today. You're always quiet, but today you aren't even looking at me."
Gaara smiled a little, then raised his shoulder and let them fall. "I guess..."
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "You guess what?"
"I guess I just have a question is all."
Sasuke laughed a little. "So ask me. I'll answer; don't I always?"
Gaara bit his lip, then looked up. "Will you come over to my house?" He blurted out. Why was that such a big thing? It wasn't. It was going over to someone's house. But he thought maybe Sasuke would get the wrong impression.
Sasuke hesitated, wondering why this was such a big deal for Gaara. "Sure, why not? How about after work?"
Gaara nodded, though, still embarrassed, he returned to staring down at his light-colored soda.
Sasuke seemed to understand it all, and let it pass. They left the café and returned to work shortly after.
Gaara was getting nervous. His house wasn't exactly CLEAN... But since he had been thinking about asking Sasuke over, he had cleaned his room. It was a good start. But right when you walked in the door, it looked like there was a hobo laying on their couch. He couldn't exactly tell Kankuro to move- The guy was to lazy to get up.
Gaara met up with Sasuke after work, just as they always did. But instead of Sasuke turning to go to his own house, he followed Gaara. Gaara hadn't expected to start stuttering out of nervous-ness like he used to, but apparently, God hated him.
"S-so, uh, sorry if it's a little unclean..."
Sasuke let out a laugh. "Stop stuttering. I don't care if it's unclean, you should know that."
Gaara, a little reassured, led Sasuke into the shabby apartment building, then up the cement stairs; The elevator wasn't working. Sasuke said nothing as they entered a long hall, which Gaara walked down, perturbed. He knocked on the door of the apartment after finding it locked. He heard a click, and then opened the door.
Kankuro was returning to the couch, but he looked up when they came in. Sasuke raised an eyebrow, and Kankuro stared, then laughed. "Heeey, Uchiha. What are you doing with my little brother?"
Sasuke stared a good long while, then shrugged. "Who knows?"
Gaara was downright confused, and let the emotion come into words. "Umm... Kankuro, how do you know-"
Kankuro replied before Gaara could finish the sentence. "Well, he's one of my best customers, always coming to–"
This time, Kankuro was interrupted. "We're friends. That's all." He gave a sharp look over at Gaara's brother.
Gaara stared at both of them, still addled. First of all, what was Kankuro talking about... Best customer? And he wasn't an expert or anything, but apparently, that girl Sakura had been cheating on both of these guys. So shouldn't they hate each other or something?
Kankuro seemed to sense the tension in the room. "...Yeah. Just friends. Gaara, go show Sasuke your room or something..."
Gaara, perplexed, obliged. He led Sasuke down the hall, now slightly suspicious about everything. They walked past Temari's room ( Thank god she wasn't home. ) and into the kitchen, walking through it and entering his own room. He showed Sasuke inside.
All of the clothes had since been removed from the floor and the bed was made. Shrimp was sleeping, curled up in a ball, on his pillow. His room actually looked... Normal. For once. The cracked frame containing his family's picture was sitting on his wooden dresser. Sasuke glanced at it, but Gaara said nothing. Instead, he walked over to the bed, then started petting Shrimp on the head, not looking at Sasuke.
"So yeah... This is my room." He said, scratching behind the kitten's ears. "This is Shrimp. My sister Temari brought him home one day and now he doesn't come out of my room." He was rambling now, not sure of what to say or do.
Sasuke was just staring around at his room. Gaara was finding it hard to name the expression on the Uchiha's face. Was there something WRONG with his room? He sure as hell hoped not.
"So... Uh... Like I said, sorry about it being so messy and stuff, We don't have much time for cleaning."
"No, it's fine. I like it. It's comfortable." Sasuke said . Gaara was surprised when the older boy came over to his bed, sitting down next to him. "Yeah. Comfortable."
Gaara laughed, just a little, not really sure of what to say. He felt Sasuke's arm touch his, and an uncontrollable shiver was sent down his spine. He blushed.
At the site of Gaara blushing, Sasuke couldn't help himself. Why did the red-head have to be so damn cute? "Gaara..."
Gaara looked over, making eye contact. His heart raced.
"Can I kiss you?"
And with that, Gaara nodded, quite sincerely. And Sasuke leaned in, pushing his lips against the younger teen's. Within seconds, he was on top of Gaara, and their kisses became rougher. Gaara let his mouth open, and their tongues collided.
None of them heard the footsteps coming towards the room. And when the door behind them opened, they both jerked backwards, staring at each other in either fright from being caught or surprise at what they just did.
There was a howl of laughter from the door, and Sasuke turned, Gaara sat up. Kankuro stood there, laughing. "What the HELL, get OUT Kankuro!" Gaara shouted. Kankuro only continues to laugh, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. Soon enough, Temari, who had apparantly come home, crept out of her room.
"What's going on..." She mumbled. It seemed as though she had just woken up. She peered over Kankuro's shoulder, and quickly blushed and turned away. "OH. Kankuro, give them some PRIVACY, honestly!"
"Yeah, yeah..." Kankuro said between laughs. As he was closing the door, he let out a call. "Have FUN, you guys. Not to rough on my little brother, huh Sasuke? He IS still a virgin."
With that, Gaara picked up a pillow, throwing it at the door just as Kankuro shut it. They heard more howls of laughter as Gaara's older brother mad his way back to the couch.
Both Gaara and Sasuke were blushing furiously now. Needless to say, they would go elsewear to do such things in the future...
Thank you for reading, once again. Next chapter will probably be the last. 3