12:52 p.m.

Sasuke nudged Naruto's side. "Uh, dobe, I think someone wants your undivided attention."

"What?"

"Look."

Naruto lifted his head and saw the red-head sitting next to him.

"Oh. 'S just Gaara."
"I think he likes you."

"What gave you that idea?"

"He's been watching us."

Naruto turned to meet Gaara's eyes.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"What's up?"

"Nothing. Just watching."

"Why?"

"You're drunk. There's gotta be someone to take you home." Gaara replied simply.

"Oh." They lapsed into silence.

1:00 a.m.

Naruto's eyes roamed over the club. Bright lights streamed all over the dance floor. The loud bass of the music set an upbeat tempo in his heart. He finally settled on the redhead. Gaara's eyes burned into his with interest. "Come on." Naruto said impatiently, grabbed Gaara's wrist, and dragged him to a back room. He pushed him non-too-gently into a chair. Naruto growled playfully, straddling Gaara's hips.

"Naru-?!" His breath hitched in his throat as the blonde ground into him roughly. "Naruto, you're drunk! We shouldn't do this."

"Gaara, shut up." Naruto blew cool breath down his neck. He bit down sharply, causing Gaara to cry out in pain. A tongue ran swiftly over the bite, soothing it.

"Naru-to.." Gaara pleaded. "Stop. You don't want this."

"Who said that?" Naruto nuzzled his collarbone. "Would I be doing this then?"

"You're drunk; your inhibitions are gone."

"That's good to know, otherwise I might have stopped by now, eh?" Naruto unbuttoned the top of Gaara' shirt and licked the skin he found there.

Gaara shuddered and tried to release Naruto's hold on him. "I gotta take you home."

Naruto grinned and let out a small giggle. "And what are we going to do when we get to my house?"

"Put you to bed-" Gaara thought the sentence over and quickly changed his wording. "To sleep."

"Aw, that's no fun! We could have fun.." Naruto pouted and leaned in for the full effect. Gaara wondered if he had perfected this look on Iruka. It was very potent.

"Gaara?"

"I'm taking you home and putting you in bed. I'll go home and check in on you in the morning."

"You can sleep on the couch!" Naruto protested as Gaara led him out of the small room. "Come on! Please?"

He is not saying 'please' for sex.' Gaara thought. He is not.'

Naruto stumbled into the street and set to figuring out where Gaara's car was.

"This way."

"Gaara-kun, do you hate me?" Naruto asked.

Gaara grasped his shoulders roughly and whisked Naruto around to face him. Teal eyes blazed intensely. "Don't you ever think that." He whispered hoarsely.

Naruto looked at him with wide eyes. "I was just joking." He nearly whimpered; Gaara was holding his shoulders tightly. I didn't mean it."
Gaara sighed and tugged Naruto his car and pushed him into the passenger seat. "Just stay there. It'll be a while, we're on the far side of town." Gaara was tired. He wanted to fall asleep and think.