Cheat

by Interrogated Pyjamas

Yes, I spent a few days on this since I found it really hard to write, sorry if it isn't any good. I don't think writing from Gaara's point of view is my cuppa tea to be honest lolzzz

Warning: Language, Yaoi, Shounen-Ai, Boy/Boy, M/M.

Disclaimers: I own nothing.

Well my relationship fodder don't mean to bother nobody
But Cupid's automatic musta fired multiple shots at her
Because she fall in love too often that's what the matter
At least when i'm talking about it keep a pattern of flattery and
She was starin' through the doorframe,and
Eyeing me down like already a bad boyfriend
Well she can get her toys outta the drawer then
Cause I ain't comin' home I don't need that attention, see

Geek in the Pink by Jason Mraz

Absolutely amazing song to be honest xD

IMPORTANT:
It's not really that important. I just wanted to write important with caps and boldness. Yeahh... This chapter is from Gaara's point of view, since Acherona pointed out I hadn't addressed it yet xD Danke.

I watched as Sasuke ran off, obviously to find Naruto. I still don't know what had possessed me to do it, to thrust myself against him like some sort of whore. He was sexy, hell yeah he was extremely sexy, but he wasn't mine. He never would be, and it wasn't like I loved him or anything, I was just infatuated, hopelessly attracted to him. Seeing Naruto's betrayed face sent shivers down my spine, it'll haunt me forever, the image of my so-called best friend upset, because of me. It was, of course, my fault. I started it, I kept it going, me me me. All my fault. And now Naruto will hate me, now Naruto will hate Sasuke and now Naruto and Sasuke will break up, and it's all my fault. I sighed, running my hand through blood red locks, how on Earth was I meant to fix this thing?

It wasn't as if I could just waltz into Naruto's living room and say 'Hey, I'm sorry, let's be best friends again forever and ever', yeah. Firstly, I would never say that in my entire life and secondly, it sounds retarded and just wouldn't work. As for sasuke, we both knew we were both in the wrong. I couldn't blame him and he couldn't blame me, we were both as guilty as eachother for betraying and breaking the blond's heart. When you put it like that, it seems so much more drastic. I had a major part in destroying, shredding, pulverising, demolishing, smashing, wrecking and slaying the heart of my best friend. Sleeping with the best friend's boyfriend. How stupid. Everyone knew it was the worst possible thing you could ever do in the history of love and lust. It was an unwritten rule, just like the rules of the bible before whoever wrote it decided to sit down and tell the tale. An unwritten rule, amongst others we follow and worship in our day to day lives. Don't date your best friend's brother. Don't date your best friend's ex. Don't have an affair, although short, with your best friend's boyfriend. Or now ex-boyfriend, I was guessing.

I was on the balcony, most of the people had left the party now, after the scene with Naruto, Sasuke and myself, but I'd stayed and managed to get away from people's questioning gazes and up onto this balcony. Looking across the cityscape I sighed again before hearing movement beside me. A boy about the same age as me, possibly a year or two older, was now leaning against the same railings as me, gazing blankly at the cityscape ahead.

"You know," his voice broke the silence, "It's the hard times that make a man stronger." He added as I looked towards him puzzled. He was barely a silhouette in the darkness but I watched as his long hair slowly slinked down past his shoulders to settle on his chest.

"It's in your moments of decision that destiny is shaped," the long-haired male added wisely. He was confusing me now; moments of decision? Shape destiny? Like hell I believe any of that crap. Destiny is for losers who need something to blame for everything they've done, I refused to do that. Anything I did was my fault, not destiny's. Just like this whole scenario, my fault. There was no way I could shift the blame to any other person, bar to some extent Sasuke.

That's what shocked me though. Sasuke loved Naruto, he was completely and utterly besotted, absolutely completely and utterly in love with the blond, and yet he'd … er … cavorted, with me. I know I felt like shit, it was like cheating on your best friend, even though you have no sort of commitment to them. Oh I don't know, just the pure fact I influenced what could be a potential breakup sent a shiver down my spine.

Wasn't that what I'd always wanted though? For Sasuke to go? Hadn't I always said he was no good for Naruto, that he'd end up hurting him? And now, now he had. And it my my fault. I sighed, running my hand through my hair again. The man next to me looked over, before performing what I could only just see was a smirk.

"You know," he commented, "If you keep doing that you'll end up without any hair, and we wouldn't want that, would we?" I smiled back a little, he was cool, he was taking my mind off of things for a while.

"What's your name?" I asked, starting up a conversation.

"What? You've forgotten who I am already Panda?" he chuckled, I suddenly realized who it was, there was only one person that called me Panda and actually got away with it.

"Aww N-Neji, man I didn't ... I didn't recognize you!" I replied stuttering. It was so unlike me to stutter,, seriously, I sounded like Hinata, it must be something to do with Neji. I gathered my confidence up, talking to Neji always made me nervous and on edge. In a nice kind of way though, if it's possible.

"I," I started coughing nervously before continuing, "I, er … didn't think you came to these things." How stupid, could I have seriously said anything more embarrassing? He probably thinks I'm the most boring person alive now.

"How wise of you," he drawled in monotone before chuckling, "I had an urge to come, I had a feeling something interesting was going to happen, seems I was right, huh?" I suddenly felt myself wanting to apologize to him, what for I don't know. For messing up their relationship? For hurting Naruto? Naruto was the kind of boy no one ever wanted to be hurt, he was too innocent, too naïve. We all saw him as our adorable little brother, he was so caring and considerate, putting his best into absolutely everything he ever did. He was everything everyone wanted loved in a sibling. Plus the fact he wouldn't rat you out to your parents was a bonus. He was so trusting, and trustworthy. He trusted anyone as soon as he met them, whether that's a good thing or a bad thing is debatable, but he was so open, everyone knew relatively everything about him; his hopes, his dreams, aspirations, interests, hobbies, just not family. Whenever anyone mentioned the topic of Naruto and his family or past, he'd clam up, refusing to speak until the subject was completely changed and the awkwardness banished.

We'd given up on asking by now. The past is the past, we have to look into the future. Man, I'm sounding like Hyuuga with all of his destiny crap now. Speaking of Neji, I felt eyes on me as I was brought out of my reminiscing. He was close, not too close but bordering on the uncomfortable side.

"Gaara," he said not moving back, "I have something I need to tell you, or more like I want to tell you." He was nervous, a comical sight when it was Neji, as he shifted his weight anxiously from one foot to another. He gulped before looking me dead in the eye. I'd never noticed before how beautiful his eyes were, they were a milky gray, light and endless, and they seemed to be able to draw you in like moths to a lamp. He shifted forward, I glanced toward him curiously as he didn't stop, continuing until or lips joined as one.

I felt myself subconsciously lean in, forgetting everything and everyone around me, forgetting everything and just allowing myself to be drawn into the warmth of the embrace. His arms encircled my waist as my hands found their way into his dark tresses of hair, stroking it, winding it around my fingers, grasping it.

I could almost see the fireworks exploding above my head, as overused as that phrase is. I'd had a crush on Neji for a while, and well, when a chance like this comes about, you don't reject it. We both craved air but kept a connection for as long as humanly possible before pulling apart, panting, our foreheads leant against each other. I gazed into his eyes, it wasn't just lust, it wasn't just an infatuation like I had with Sasuke, this was real, this was true. And as clichéd as the phrase was; I was falling for him.

"I really like you," Neji said nervously, snapping me out of my pondering. I could feel the butterflies in my stomach fluttering about like bees locked in a cage, desperately wanting to get out but no chance of escape. I don't think he was expecting me to answer as he turned dejectedly. I grasped him hand, running my thumb over soft cream skin, it was beautiful, just like him.

"I," I started anxiously, "I really like you too."

Nom nom nom.
Well that sucked pretty bad.

We had to put condoms on plastics dildos today in sex ed., it was hilarious.

You guys rock my socks off xD

Shitty chapter ftw xD

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