Disclaimer: Nope, don't own. And again, let's not go into the fact that I'll never own Naruto. Ignoring that, though, I'm finally back, and I can finally continue this story! It'll be ending soon, still, unfortunately, and I'm still trying to decide if it's going to be two more chapters or three. But enough of that. For all of those who were waiting for this chapter, here it is! I hope it's worth the wait. Oh, yeah, and I'm skipping the dancing lessons and the like; this chapter is starting a just before the party. Why? Because I don't feel like going into too much detail. Also, more pairings will come out into the light, now that I've thought about doing them. Oh, again: I think this is the chapter with the lemon! Or at least, the start of it. It all depends on how long this chapter plans on being.
Rehabilitation
Chapter 15
Half An Hour Before The Party: (Oh yeah, before I forget: The party is being held in a house that Itachi bought in the neighborhood; it's like huge, so there's a lot of bedrooms, :) and there'll be more room for the party.)
"Okay, so do we have everything we need?" Naruto asked Gaara, fixing the collar of his shirt.
"Why are you asking me? You should ask Itachi, as he and Kakashi are the ones who planned this party.HHHHHHH" Gaara deadpanned, zipping up his pants. He and Naruto were dressing in Naruto's room, while the two adults finished up in the living room and kitchen, making snacks and setting up the CD player.
"Good question, but it was rhetorical anyway. C'mere; your hair is messy. Let me fix it." Naruto didn't even think about what he was doing; he took a comb from his dresser to run through Gaara's blood-red locks.
Gaara felt his chest tighten at being in such close proximity to Naruto, something that seemed to be happening quite a lot recently, ever since that incident when he'd heard Naruto moan in his sleep. He felt like he was waiting for something, from Naruto or himself, only he didn't know what that something was. But, before he could do something, before he could even think of doing something, Naruto moved away.
"I think we're good. You need anything before we go out?" When Gaara shook his head, Naruto smiled. "Great! Now, you remember the dancing lessons, right? You won't need to dance with anyone but me, so you'll be okay if you only follow my lead. I think Sai and Kiba are supposed to be the first ones arriving, so let's go wait for them."
He was right; Kiba arrived with Sai and his sister Hana almost twenty minutes earlier than the party, carrying food and pop. Sai was also carrying an empty, thick bottle; Naruto felt like doing a classical anime fall at seeing that, for he knew exactly what that was being used for. The teen had a blank disc in his hand too, and was smirking at the blond.
"Sai, you are such a freak; I really can't believe you brought that CD. And a bottle?! There's not going to be too many girls at this party!" He groused, but he was grinning anyway as he gave each of them a quick hug in greeting. "Come on in; Kiba, go ahead and place the food anywhere. The pop you can just put on the counter."
"Sweet, man. Akamaru, go find a place to sit, I'll join you in a minute. Oh, hey, is Kyuubi going to stay too?! Let's have him make us some drinks!" Kiba let out a short howl, making Sai wince slightly.
"Yeah, he's staying. Like he'd miss a party in his own place! And Itachi and Kakashi are staying too; you haven't partied until you've done it with an old Yakuza boss and my dad." It was true, too; Itachi had always held the wildest parties in the old days, and Kakashi just had the wild party instinct. Put them together and watch out.
"Heh. Awesome. Shino and Hinata coming too?"
"Yeah, everyone from school. Shikamaru's even coming, but that might just be because Haku and Zabuza are coming, and he doesn't want to be home alone with his mom. So, ah, what songs are on that CD?" Naruto asked nervously, seating himself on the couch to wait for the others to show up. Gaara automatically seated himself beside the blond.
"Really? Zabuza's coming? That guy's freaking crazy!" Kiba cried, his eyes widening.
Kakashi, who had just walked by him, grinned behind his mask. "Oh, he's not all that crazy. At least, not with his boyfriend around, which is why I invited Haku. But he's a great party master, which is why I invited him. You guys could learn a thing or two from him."
Itachi sidled up to Kakashi, getting unnaturally close just to make the other squirm. It seemed to have become a favorite past time of his. "I just realized that we'll have mostly guys at this party, and probably most of them are gay. Hm, wonder what the sleeping arrangements tonight will be?" He sent a glance at Naruto, a gleam in his eyes.
Naruto blushed and looked away. How it was that Itachi knew he didn't want to figure out, or even why Itachi was endorsing it. Then again, he always had wanted Naruto's happiness above all else, like a true older brother....
Gaara looked over at the blushing blond, intrigued. So, Itachi knew something? Perhaps he should speak to the raven-haired man about that elusive teen. He nodded decisively, and stood. It was better to do it now than wait until during the party.
Itachi saw Gaara stand, and motioned him over. "Gaara-kun, come with me for a few minutes. Let me fix your make-up."
The redhead frowned; he didn't wear make-up. But he followed the older one anyway. He just had to make sure he didn't get to close to the touchy-feely guy, and ask his questions. They left the living room and walked down the hall, when Itachi suddenly opened a door and pulled Gaara inside a small bathroom. Gaara cringed, and moved away so that there were the few scant feet between them before looking up at him.
"You had something you wanted to ask me?" Itachi asked, his look dangerous. But, inside, he was grinning. This was going to be fun, he just knew it.
"It's about Naruto." Gaara monotoned.
At once, Itachi lost his inner humor. "What about him? Is he sick? Hurt? I didn't smell old blood on him, but...."
"No, he's not hurt. He just won't tell me why he moaned and called my name in his sleep, and I thought you knew why that was." His look was completely innocent; he really didn't have any idea.
Itachi felt like laughing out loud, but he was an Uchiha, and they didn't have such displays of emotion. At least, not in public. Instead, he let a malicious grin cross his features. "Tell you what; why don't I give you some advice? You liked it, didn't you? You liked hearing those noises from our little blond?"
Gaara paused to think about it, before nodding slowly.
"That's good. Now, let me tell you this. If you want to hear more of those noises, here's what you need to do. But you have to do it when you're dancing together."
Gaara listened without speaking, his teal eyes widening at some places. He couldn't believe that Itachi wanted him to do this stuff, but he supposed it wasn't all that bad. In some places, it even sounded fun, if he excused all the touching he was learning would be involved.
"Now, have you got all that? Do it, and not only will you get more of those noises, but you'll get something that will make you feel better than anything else you've ever felt in your entire life." Itachi smirked down at the wide-eyed boy.
"Really?" Gaara asked, his eyes turning blank as he imagined what could possibly make him feel good. Or at least, better than what he'd been feeling his entire life. The possibilities were endless.
Itachi refrained from laughing until he and Gaara parted ways and he returned to Kakashi, who was apparently mixing some type of green chip dip. When he did laugh, it was only a snicker, but Kakashi turned around, long wooden spoon in one hand.
"What's got you so happy?" The man wondered, not liking the ferocious gleam in those red eyes.
"Oh, nothing really. Just that tonight we'll be getting a really good show."
"What did you do?" Kakashi was growing worried, but only for his own welfare as Itachi stepped close to him, taking the bowl and setting it on the counter.
"I just gave Gaara a few pointers to lead him to the path of pleasure." His voice turned dark when he said it, deep and sensual. Kakashi felt a shiver run down his back hearing that. "And tonight, believe you me, our boys are going to score."
Kakashi tried to resist the dark lure of Itachi, but he just wasn't strong enough. He leaned in at the same time as Itachi, and both allowed their lips to meet in a promise of unimaginable pleasure.
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Naruto knew that Shino would be late, and if Shino would be late then so would Hinata and Neji. Already, most of the others were there, so he figured now would be a good time to start the music. The others were snacking, drinking, or listening to some murder stories from Zabuza and Itachi, therefore it wouldn't be that bad to play some good songs. He just had to make sure that he didn't put in that CD of Sai's.
Genma, an old friend of Kakashi's who came because Iruka came, and Iruka used to be Kakashi's lover, was currently manning the stereo, which was simply playing whichever songs appeared on the radio. The young man, who seemed to be perpetually chewing on a toothpick, glanced up as Naruto approached.
"What? You finally ready to make this party happen?" Genma asked, his longish light hair catching the light.
"Yeah. Let's play some rock, something fast. I've got a lot of extra energy, so let's dance it off."
Genma smirked. "Sure thing. What kind of music do we want? Hip-hop?" Naruto shrugged and Genma popped in a CD. Some fast, hot beat began playing, and Naruto felt his body already begin swaying to the beat.
Kiba, watching him, sidled up and dragged him away from the super-loud stereo, matching his movements almost perfectly, only the inu-lover's were much more sporadic and wild, much like his personality. Naruto's were fluid, lithe, as if he were made of water. Gaara couldn't help but feel his mouth grow dry watching him dance, wishing that it were he rubbing near Naruto, not that stupid make-up wearing guy.
Sai, who was watching Gaara closely for some unknown reason, grinned and stepped close to him. "So, you like watching the little Naru-chan dancing, huh? I don't blame you; I wouldn't mind getting a piece of that ass. In fact, I've been trying to do so for many years now; unfortunately, he blocks me at every turn." He sighed as if the fact was terribly sad.
Gaara felt like rolling his eyes as he listened to the pervert drone on and on. Really, it wasn't like he was paying attention; all of his attention was centered on that blond moving so sensually to the music. He could feel something that felt suspiciously like a tug to join him, to rub his body against what he figured had to be warm skin. Maybe just one dance wouldn't hurt....
Naruto's eyes widened as Kiba was suddenly pushed away from him, falling back on the floor as a certain redhead took his place. "G-Gaara? You're going to dance with me?" He asked, a little stupefied.
"...You looked like you were having fun, and I couldn't resist. Keep dancing." Gaara commanded; he couldn't feel the beat, he realized, unless Naruto was moving.
With a shrug, Naruto allowed his body to catch the rhythm once more, swaying around the floor like he was born for it. After a few moments hesitation, Gaara sidled close, his hips brushing Naruto's with every movement they made. Naruto closed his eyes in reaction, and Gaara remembered the "advice" he'd received from Itachi earlier. Without thinking, he moved to stand at Naruto's back, grasping elusive hips to pull them close and grind himself against the other teen.
A stab of pleasure shot through his body at the contact and he froze, letting out a gasp. Naruto turned his head to look at him, frowning, but there was a strange glow to his face. "What is it, Gaara? You don't want to dance like this?" He breathed, hoping that Gaara wouldn't walk away. He was this close to Gaara; he couldn't back out now!
Instead of answering, Gaara undulated once more, shivering as the pleasure went through his body again. Whatever it was about grinding against Naruto's ass he liked it, and couldn't stop himself from moving. But it didn't seem like Naruto minded, if his gasps and the way he moved were any indication. His arms wrapped around the redhead's neck and he bowed his head, his cheeks flushing from the phantom pleasure he felt as Gaara's hardness began rubbing against him. It was so reminiscent of his dream!
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"Aw, look at our little boy, Kashi! Growing up and falling in love. Reminds you of the good ol' days, eh, Haku?" Zabuza laughed loudly, his arm wrapped around the effeminate man.
Kakashi grimaced. "For the last time, Zabuza, Naruto is not "our" child; he's mine. And don't go getting any crazy ideas, okay? Let them work it out themselves. I don't want you butting in and ruining it for them."
As he was speaking, Sai stole over to Genma and handed him the blank CD. With a shrug, Genma played it, and "Dirt" by Depeche Mode began blasting through the house. Sai giggled to himself. No matter what the occasion, for some reason this song always helped Naruto "get up." It was sure to help he and Gaara further their relationship!
xx
Naruto froze as those words drifted into his brain.
Ooh, I've been dirt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been dirt
And I don't care
His whole body went hot and he pushed back hard into Gaara, making what sounded suspiciously like a whimper that was drowned out by the music. Gaara grunted at the sudden pressure and weight but adapted almost instantly, feeling his hips wriggle in another grind against Naruto as he tried to take a step closer.
Someone bumped into Gaara from behind and he froze, turning his head to stare coldly at the man clad in an over-sized jacket and wearing concealing shades. His face was emotionless as he practically fucked Kiba from behind.
'Cause I'm burning inside
'Cause I'm burning inside
I'm the fire of life
Yeah alright
Naruto felt Gaara pause and begin to back away. The thought of being left feeling like this made him practically see red. He whirled around and gripped Gaara's arm hard, leading him away from the confused Shino and oblivious Kiba and pushing him against the nearest wall that wasn't close to any other people. This song had the right idea; he was burning inside to get closer to Gaara. Maybe it was just the effect of the song making him feel this way but at the moment he didn't really care.
Gaara flinched when he felt Naruto's lips come crashing against his own. He didn't know what he'd been expecting when Naruto had suddenly grabbed him and pulled him away, but this certainly wasn't it. What did Naruto mean by doing this? Did Gaara even want this?
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Ooh, I've been hurt
And I don't care
Feeling teeth nibble gently on his lower lip and a tongue stretch out to taste his chapped upper lip Gaara decided that it was time to stop thinking and just feel. Hesitantly his arms came around to clasp Naruto's back, pulling him closer as his head tilted to the left. There it was again. That amazing feeling that came whenever his body rubbed up against the blonde's. This time he felt something hard rub against his pelvic area and wondered briefly what it was but Naruto's keening whines quickly turned his mind from that thought.
'Cause I'm burning inside
'Cause I'm burning inside
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Kakashi watched with a happy, secretive little smile as Naruto and Gaara practically made love leaning up on the wall. His boy was finally growing up.
"And do you feel it? Said do you feel it when you touch me. I said do you feel it when you touch me?"
The throaty voice sang right in his ear and Kakashi jumped, feeling strong arms come around his stomach to steady and trap him. Of course it was Itachi. Itachi always came at the most impromptu moments, shaking up his world and making him not think right.
"Do you, Kashi? Do you feel it?" Itachi asked, accenting his question with a flex of his hips to Kakashi's backside.
Kakashi moaned, pushing back with a desperate plea for more. It was too hard to fight the attraction anymore; he knew he had to give in. He saw Itachi smirk down at him before closing his one eye, meeting surprisingly passionate lips as someone whistled rather loudly from somewhere behind him. Damn Zabuza. But then he wasn't thinking anymore as the song swept him up in the same passion dance that seemed to have taken hold of Naruto.
xx
I'm a fire
Well there's a fire
Yeah, alright
It's just a burning inside
It's just a burning inside
Said do you feel it
Said do you feel it when you cut me
Said do you feel it when you cut me
Naruto had to pull away from the kiss or risk passing out from oxygen-deprivation, his hands clenching and unclenching on the wall with every delicious move his partner made on him. He was shivering, barely repressing his urge to climax, but he didn't want to embarrass himself. Or Gaara. Not out here; not where everybody could see.
"G-Gaara..." He whimpered, feeling those chapped lips caress his cheek in a semblance of affection. The boy was learning. "Gaara, wanna *pant* take this to my room? *gasp* I don't like all these people ah! being able to see you." He couldn't stop moving; it had to be Gaara. He was in too deep.
Gaara pulled back, confused, before he saw how flushed and sweaty Naruto's face had gotten. His shivering had gotten worse and his moist mouth parted to emit the sweetest of sounds. He had honestly forgotten they were in this party room. Now, glancing around and seeing almost half of the occupants watching Naruto he growled, feeling possessiveness stab through his body. Only he could see Naruto like this. Nodding he took the blonde's hand, pushing him away so he could lead the two to the room.
Naruto almost couldn't walk; the act of stopping had brought him actual physical pain. He wanted to stop and relieve himself but he refused to do that; he was going to leave that job to Gaara. And only when they were both naked...sweaty...on a bed...thrusting frantically.....He pulled harder on Gaara's hand, even more anxious to get to the room to continue where they left off. Both were now oblivious to all the people that watched them.
There's a fire
There's a fire
A fire
Inside
It was just a dreaming
xx
"Go, Naruto! Yosh! Consummate your power of youth like the youthful person you are!" Rock Lee shouted with exuberance, not even flinching when an ashtray thronged against his head.
"Shut up, Lee! God!" Ino shouted back, relaxing on a couch. She was ignoring the fact that the father of the house, Kakashi, was currently spread out just feet from her, eyes closed and hissing through his teeth as a black-haired man fondled him beneath his pants. Even Shikamaru had found someone to spend the night talking with; or at least hopefully just talking with. He was sitting with the Hyuuga Neji, apparently in rapt conversation by the unusual animation on his face. Ino sighed with envy.
"What's wrong, Ino? Not having fun?" Kiba asked, looking very unusually relaxed and sedated after just returning from the dance floor. Of course the smug-looking Shino might have something to do with that....
"No, it's not that. I just think it's totally adorable, seeing all these gay couples!" Yes, Ino was an open yaoi lover. Now anyway.
"Yeah, whatever. Ooh, I love this song! Shika! You and that guy come dance with Shino and me!" Kiba bounced up, his energy back as a new song nearly broke the speakers.
You let me violate you
You let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you
You let me complicate you
Help me; I broke apart my insides
Help me; I've got no soul to sell
Help me; the only thing that works for me
Help me get away from myself
I wanna fuck you like an animal
I wanna feel you from the inside
I wanna fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to God
Ino groaned; that Sai really was a freak, wasn't he?! Oh well; maybe Naruto was having fun with his new boyfriend in the bedroom. She hoped he heard this song. Hm, maybe she could get some pictures...? Well, maybe not. Naruto could get a little scary sometimes.
The party continued on into the night, the sounds of pleasure from the house keeping the neighbors awake until late in the morning. For the occupants, it was a happy time, a joyous moment, and one they hoped could last. However, happiness is meant to be broken, and no one noticed the stranger watching with binoculars in the window with a strange glint in his eyes.
Oh, I lied. No lemon. In fact, rarely any limes. Man, I'm so not up to it. But don't worry; this isn't the end. The next chapter I'm putting the lemon, and the...um...oh, after-ness of it all. Heh. And oh, what's this? Possibly a new anarchist? I mean antagonist? Is it possible this story doesn't want to die just yet? Eh, we'll find out. By the way, until just at the song part this chapter has been written since September. I just haven't gone back to writing it. Sorry about that. But please review! What do you think of this chapter? Oh, and I'm thanking Tori-sama and Lechy-sama for the song suggestions; they did help. REVIEWS PEOPLE!!! I promise I'll try to update sooner!
~Ayame~