Alright! I was sooo happy that I got so many wonderful reviews (and I had typed up more than usual in my immense free time) and I felt bad for updating a few days late that I decided to post this today, but don't get used to it. The amount of free time I had to transfer this from my notebook to the computer was utterly random! So... The results are in, there is officially ONE guy reading this fanfic! Good for you, I Guess us girls are just really into the idea of two guys getting it on? Lol. I will post the answer to my Hits vs. Visitors question at the bottom since it's a little long.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Gaara sat in the surprisingly comfortable booth as the burnet across from him ordered for both of them. The restaurant was surprisingly, to Gaara's liking: dimmed lighting, deep, mahogany booths with real, soft leather seats, and a bar that looked simple and sophisticated, but not entirely stuck up.

Neji spared Gaara a glance while he was ordering, "Um, do you like martinis?"

Gaara responded with a simple nod.

"Ah, yes, that'll be two martinis please," Neji smiled at the waitress as he gave her their order, but Gaara could tell it was false. He had spent his entire life reading people –self-inflicted isolation does that to people- to him, the Hyuuga was like an open book… Naruto on the other hand was like a freaking loud speaker and a stereo combined.

Neji took a moment to sweep a piece of hair behind his ear to give himself a moment. He glanced over at Gaara and, unsurprisingly, the red-head was staring at him.

"So," Neji began, all the while trying to keep his composure.

Gaara narrowed his eyes in what appeared to be a deadly glare, but really, he was just annoyed. He could tell Neji was edging around something, but despite being able to read people, Gaara just couldn't read their minds. Gaara assumed it was about the previous night, the Hyuuga obviously didn't want him to mar his precious, business image.

When Neji hesitated to continue the conversation Gaara decided that; although he didn't talk a lot, that this entire meeting would go faster if he handled it instead of waiting for the Hyuuga.

"Hm," Gaara caught the Hyuuga's attention easily, good, because it hurt his throat if he spoke to loudly, "I'm not sure why you called me out here, but if you have a reason…"

"I do," responded Neji instantly.

"Hn… last night?" Gaara's voice rasped at the suddenly frequent use, but he ignored it, as did Neji.

Neji nodded.

Gaara nodded in what appeared to be understanding, "I thought so,"

"Why did you leave?" demanded Neji, his voice took a slightly hurt tone despite him trying to hide it, "What time did you leave? I wake up at 6:00 am every morning."

Gaara paused, somewhat derailed by the Hyuuga's sudden mood change. It was barely noticeable, but to Gaara it was obvious. "Hn, I'm insomniac, I left as soon as it was over… you were already asleep."

"But… why," Neji frowned at the fact that his emotions were showing, but screw it, he wanted to know!

Gaara raised a non-existent eyebrow in response, "Why do you wish to know?"

"Because I want to know why I woke up to a cold bed, alone, when what I wanted was a warm body snuggled up next to me!" snapped Neji. The Hyuuga didn't even notice when at least five people in the restaurant turned to stare at them.

Gaara's eye twitched at both the attention Neji was attracting, but also in confusion as to the way the Hyuuga was acting.

"Do you usually cuddle with one night stands?" inquired Gaara curiously; maybe he needed to do more research on human behavior…

Neji couldn't help but splutter in shock. It was a good thing the waitress hadn't brought them their martinis yet because his would've been all over the table and Gaara. "What? Why would I-," Neji cut off his shout when he noticed that half the restaurant was now staring at them in favor of lowering his voice to a menacing whisper. "Why would I give my virginity to a one night stand?" hissed the Hyuuga.

At this, even Gaara couldn't keep the obvious shock off his face. "What?"

"I thought, what with all the flirting, and the dancing and the playing with my hair," Neji stopped and growled when he noticed he was ranting, "That you were actually interested in something a little more than sex. After all, you hardly care about sleeping with me for money," scoffed Neji, "You have too much pride… a weird, homicidal pride, but pride none the less."

"Hn," Gaara had already slipped on his unreadable mask before more emotion was shown. "Why would I want more than sex from you? What can you give me? You've already said I'm not one to do something for money."

Neji stared in shock; did his sexy, little tanuki really feel nothing? Especially after what had happened the previous night? A night filled with so much passion that Neji had actually felt like a little empty space in his heart had been filled? Neji didn't know what to say. What could he give the man in front of him? Obviously, money, but he didn't want a paid-partner, nor did Gaara want money. Sex? But if Gaara didn't see the previous night as anything special, then he could go anywhere for sex.

Gaara; seeing that the Hyuuga was looking utterly defeated, decided to end their little conversation, "I… apologize, if there has been a misunderstanding. However, I see no point in dragging this out-,"

Gaara stopped when he saw the suddenly determined look on the Hyuuga's face.

Neji was not letting it end like this. He had not made a complete embarrassment of himself in public just for Gaara to drop him like a penny in a wishing well. He stared firmly at Gaara until he quit talking all together. When Gaara raised an inquiring non-existent eyebrow he smirked. Standing up smoothly Neji rounded the booth until he could properly slide into the same seat that Gaara was sitting on. Hell, he'd already made his sexuality public, might as well finish the job; he was never one to do things half-assed.

As soon as he realized what the Hyuuga was doing Gaara slid all the way to the other end of the seat, but there was only so much seat before he hit the wall.

Neji smirked, even cornered his little tanuki looked so composed, he'd just have to fix that. He'd let Gaara control everything the previous night, but now it was his turn. He moved closer still until his chest was touching Gaara's shoulder. It was rather simple for him to lean forward and lick the shell of Gaara's ear.

"Now, now," mused Neji, "We can't have you being so irresponsible now can we? You took my virginity, I think it's only fair you take responsibility."

Gaara merely stared, as though he was un-phased, but really his mind was thinking: is this bastard bipolar… uuugh…. What have I gotten myself into?

Gaara smirked when he saw Neji was waiting for a response, well, two could play at this game, "So," he began as he fixed Neji in a devious stare, "Are you saying you're a girl? Because I vaguely remember it being you who essentially took me."

Neji frowned slightly before replying with equal vigor, "Hm, you were definitely the girl," chuckled Neji, "However, you got my hopes up on something more than sex. I'm not Sasuke, I don't fuck anything that moves. Although, I guess I could see how his hanging out with him would affect the impression I give off to people." Neji sighed, but it was obviously exaggerated as he played his little role. Neji allowed himself a little nip at Gaara's ear before continuing to whisper sensually to him, "As for what I can give you… let's think… I can be there when you wake up, or when you sit up all night long. I can hold you close when you're cold… I can kiss you good morning and goodnight…"

Gaara scoffed as Neji continued to get sappier every second. He was somewhat surprised; however, when he felt something move under his shirt… when the hell did he get his hand under there?

Neji smirked when he noticed where Gaara's gaze was. He took the chance to hook his other arm around Gaara's back and pull him almost half way into his lap. "You know," he murmured huskily, "I let you control the tempo last night, I never really got to have my way with you."

Gaara rolled his eyes slightly before glaring at the brunet, "Sorry, but if you're looking for a submissive lover then you've come to the wrong place."

"Not submissive per say…" whispered Neji as he stroked Gaara's stomach softly, "Just one who occasionally relents control." Just as Neji was rubbing a circle around Gaara's belly button the red-head's back arched slightly as his eyes momentarily widened. It lasted no longer than a second before he returned to normal and glared at Neji very threateningly.

Upon further investigation, Neji found that Gaara actually had a belly button ring! Oh… what he could do with that… "Hm, looks like I found a weakness," grinned Neji.

He smirked widely as the red-head seemed to slowly be losing control.

"Mm," Neji noticed that Gaara allowed his eyes to close momentarily while unknowingly, grabbing a handful of Neji's loose hair. "Perhaps we should take our conversation somewhere more private?" inquired Neji. He pressed his tongue flat against Gaara's neck as he licked him from his shoulder to his jaw. Gaara was wearing a loose white t-shirt which hung loosely across his shoulders, not that Neji minded, it was quite convenient.

Gaara simply nodded.

Before pulling away from the red-head Neji swooped in for what he hoped would be a mind numbing kiss, but before their lips could touch a slight tingling sensation erupted from his right pocket. Sighing, Neji pulled away, without a kiss, to answer his phone. He was happy to hear the red-head growl in frustration, he was totally winning.

Neji glanced at the caller-id and was somewhat surprised to see Sasuke's name appear. He actually considered ignoring him, but then again, he'd probably keep calling until he picked up.

Sliding out of the booth, Neji flipped the phone open roughly, "What?" he demanded, straight and to the point, "I was in the middle of something. "

"Hn… I need your help," came the deep, familiar voice of his best friend.

Neji, surprised at this turn of events decided it would be worthwhile to listen. "What's wrong?"

"My chef is on vacation."

Neji raised an eyebrow, though he knew Sasuke couldn't see it, "And…?"

"I need to make something casual to eat."

Neji smirked, "And you can't cook anything to save your life."

"… I would consider future favors as well as past ones which you have yet to repay before taunting me," growled Sasuke.

Neji glanced briefly at Gaara, "What do you need?"

"Either tell me how to cook something or finish whatever the hell you're doing and come make something for me."

"Well, I assure you, I have absolutely no intention of finishing what I'm doing anytime soon," smirked Neji.

"… I'm going to kill you."

Gaara meanwhile was both watching and listening from a far. He does realize I can hear him right? He even looked curiously at Neji when he spoke with obvious innuendo about what they had been doing. He thinks he's won, but it's only begun. Gaara smirked, this might just be entertaining.

"Can't you just order something?" sighed Neji. He was getting exasperated. He wanted to get back to Gaara.

"I want it to look casual, not pathetic!" snapped Sasuke.

"One sec," Neji turned to look back at Gaara but was surprised by an empty booth. Whirling around he saw a flash of red leaving through the front door and he bolted after it without a second thought. However, when he reached the door the man was nowhere to be found.

"Hyuuga-san?"

Neji turned quickly to the inquiring voice, "Yes?"

It appeared to be the host who had shown them to their seats earlier.

"The man who just left, left a note for you," the old man held out a crumpled piece of paper which Neji quickly took and un-crumpled.

'You'll have to try harder than that'

That was all it said and Neji couldn't help but growl in frustration. It was all Sasuke's fault! If he hadn't called! Neji gripped his phone tightly as he took a deep breath. What could he do? He immediately let the rational side of his mind take control, obviously, things had been going grate until Sasuke called. Then, when he asked for help, Neji had avoided helping at all costs. Obviously, Fate had seen his actions as selfish; especially when his friend had helped him earlier, and Fate took it upon itself to punish him by taking away his beautiful red-head. Well, he'd just have to fix this by pacifying Fate. Then, he would have another chance at Gaara! Yes, this was the most practical approach to his problem. And what better way to pacify Fate than to do what it obviously wanted him to do?

Sighing, he put his phone back to his ear. "I'll be there in five minutes."

Alright, thank-you to those who tried to answer my question; although no one knew for sure. I went to look at my story traffic when I saw a help icon next to the hits and visitors so I clicked on it and what do you know! It explained it all! Here is the official difference to all of you who told me to post it in my authors note!

Hit: the number of times a browser/visitor has accessed a page.
Visitor: the number of unique hits, hits from unique IP addresses (internet users), over a 24 hour period.

For example, a reader named Jane accessing/reading 5 chapters of a story equals to 5 hits and 1 visitor. If Jane refreshes a chapter page 100 times, the system will record 100 hits, but only 1 visitor. If Jane came back the next day, more than 24 hours later, and perform the same task, the system would record 1 additional visitor. In summary, the visitor stat is the most important and accurate measure of reader traffic. Hits can be duplicates from the same reader.

Thanks for reading!

DeviousDevil :)