Naruto:
My arm got tired so I slowly placed my wrist on my lap, causing me to slightly wince in pain. Gaara took my now free hand in his. I looked at his face. He looked sad and depressed. I don't know if it's because his father was coming or because of something else.
"I'm sorry..."
He whispered but I lightly jumped. "For what? It's not your fault."
"I didn't protect you again." My ears drooped
"Like I said it's not your fault." I whispered.
"Yes it is. And now your stress level probably tripled because for one, you were put in a violent situation, and two, I was being violent myself" Gaara tightened his grip on my hand. Please, just please don't start thinking it's too dangerous for us to be together!
"I-it's not your fault. T-They would of f-found out I was gay sooner or later. I would be in this mess a-anyway." I lowered my head, "It's because of 'me' that your in t-this mess."
"Naru don't think that."
"But it's true."
Gaara began to speak again when he got cut off.
"Gaara I have called your father and he did not sound happy." I heard Gaara slightly swear under his breath. Why did he react such a way from his father?
Gaara:
I didn't even stay at the school. I just tugged Naruto along behind me as I made my way out to my car. Mumbling more swears under my breath, I started the engine and drove out of the school parking lot. at first I didn't know where I was going, but then I saw Naruto wince again when he moves his right hand to scratch his cheek, so I re-routed so that we were heading to the hospital. I was passing by a McDonalds when I realized I was hungry, school lunch was not my thing, so I ate normally after school. I pulled through the drive through.
"Want anything?"
"No, I ate lunch." he said.
"Do you want a soda, or fries or an ice cream?" I asked. He thought for a moment.
"Can I have a strawberry milk shake?"
"Yeah sure." I ordered what I wanted.
I figured it would be mean to stop in the hospital without a call if it wasn't an emergency like last time, but I didn't want to talk on the phone while driving, so I tossed it in Naruto's lap.
"Can you call Tsunade? just tell her you got in a fight in school and I'm worried about your wrist." the number is speed dial #4.
Naruto:
I nodded my head. Gaara seemed to be trying to be sweet and nice like he always is, but at the moment he seemed to have a lot on his mind. It would be silent for awhile then again he would start up the swears and I would just take another sip of the milk shake.
I called Tsunade.
"What do you want Gaara." She said bored.
"U-Um Tsunade?" I stuttered.
"Oh it's you naruto." She said in a little more peppy voice. Gaara must of heard her change of voice because he mumbled 'hating hag' under his breath.
"Y-Yeah." I softly smiled.
"What do you need dear?"
"Well...I sort of got in a fight in school and...Gaara's worried about my wrist so-"
"It's okay come on in." I softly smiled, "thanks Tsunade."
"And if Gaara ever does anything to you to make you cry, you can always come to me."
"You don't have to worry about that. Gaara's the s-sweetest guy in the world." I blushed remembering that Gaara was actually still next to me.
"Okay bye Naruto."
And I closed the phone handing it back to gaara.
"So I'm the most sweetest, kindest, cutest guy in the world huh?" He teased me and I blushed
"I don't think I said anything about kindest and cute." I chuckled, "But you are. The best guy in the world which puts together all those things." I softly kissed his cheek as we pulled up to a parking space at the hospital.
Gaara:
"Thanks, Naruto, you're too sweet. If anything, I don't deserve you." I smiled at him, then walked around the car to open his door. He stepped out and I shut and locked up the car. I would have taken his hand, but one was in the cast and the other was holding the milk shake.
"That taste good?" I asked.
"Yeah." he smiled. Then he held it out to me. "Want to taste?" he asked, and blushed as I drank after him.
"That does taste good, I prefer chocolate myself though." I said with a small smile playing at the corners of my mouth.
"Strawberry is my favorite, I like strawberry ice cream and strawberry milk, and just strawberries in general." Naruto said listing off everything.
"Ever have cherry milk?" I said.
"Cherry milk? What's that?" Naruto asked curious.
"When I was a baby, my mom used to..." I stopped not believing I just said that seeing as it one of the only memories of my mom, but decided to continue. "Used to make me cherry milk to put me to sleep. When you buy the cherries you put on ice cream, you take the flavored juice in the bottom of the jar and pour it in your milk. It's way better than the strawberry stuff." I told him.
"I've never tried that before." Naruto admitted. I smiled as I brought naruto right up to Tsunade's office seeing as she knew we were coming. She put naruto in a room and had me wait in the waiting room for him.
Naruto:
Once gaara was out of site Tsunade started to get me to talk some more. As if she was a therapist.
"And so how did you get in this 'fight'" she said fight in a way as if she didn't believe I actually fought back at all. Which was true.
"W-well...they didn't like me because I was gay and then...they were saying mean things about Gaara."
She just nodded as she put me in a vest and put me in a slight skward position to take an x-ray scan of my wrist. When she beeped in and told me it was okay to move again I nodded and she helped me out of the vest and back into the cast.
"Naruto your very sweet to love Gaara like you do. In truth I haven't sceen him so happy in a long time." she checked a few of my vitals like heart beat and breath rate.
I smiled as we began to walk back to where Gaara was awkwardly reading through one of those 2 year old magazines. Probably to pass the time. When we walked in he looked up from it and closed it.
"Is he okay Tsunade?" He asked worriedly.
"Yes he's fine Gaara. You're just over exaggerating. It may have turned a little, causing it to feel a bit sore but he just needed to take another dose of pain pills. His breathing and heart rate is normal so there for his stress level is stable also."
"What about his cheek?" He asked, walking over to me.
"It's not bad. It will heal in a day or so." She sighed, "You're going to be coming in here a lot now aren't you?" It wasn't asked really as a question and Gaara only shrugged.
Gaara:
"Only if I need to. It looked like his wrist was hurting him, I'm not going to chance it being serious." Gaara said.
"Well that's good. At least you're careful. Better safe than sorry right? I mean, with your temper I'm surprised you didn't hurt him yet." Tsunade said.
"Hey you know I've melowed out. I take pills, go to the hot spring a lot, and I'm trying to stay calm." I argued.
"I know Gaara, and unlike your brother, you do try, I'll give you that." Tsunade said, my lazy brother does nothing to help with his problems.
"I've also been better since I left dad I mean... so many of my problems just disappeared..." I stopped talking; Naruto didn't have to know so much about my dad yet.
Tsunade checked us out, giving Naruto the Ok to visit her if he feels he needs to for any reason, even just to talk.
I thought it would be a quiet ride home, but Naruto asked a question the minute I shut my car door.
"G-Gaara? Why do you hate your dad? And what do you mean a lot of your problems went away when you left him?"
I was silent for a moment, thinking on how to answer that. I guess Naruto thought I was mad at him for asking biased on my silence, so he whispered sorry and looked out the window.
"My father and I... used to get into fights... a lot. I was a frequent smoker, going through 6 or 7 packs a week. I got into fights at school, took my anger out and most anybody who looked at me the wrong way. This caused my dad to yell at me, he'd say something about me being a loser, or amounting to nothing, or the reason my mother ran away without looking back, and I would... try to kill him. But he always fought back. I always came out more injured, but demons don't scar the way humans do, the body you see here will always mold back to this form. My injuries led to smoking and stress that I took out on people and the cycle started all over again. Then I... had a..." I looked at naruto to see blue eyes looking at me, taking every word in. oh well, he'll find out sooner or later right? "I found happiness, with Sasuke Uchiha. He was…" I smiled at a memory that reminded me of how pathetic I was "He loved me, he did. He pulled me out of my depression. I was in bliss, but it was lust not love. I was so... eager to have a relief from my father. Of course, my father found out I was Gay, he didn't like it. He tried to kill me this time; I asked Sasuke if I could move in with him, because my dad had kicked me out. I moved in with him, but, my dad… he sent assassins after me. Sasuke talked to him about it, my dad adored him, it made me sick. Sasuke used me from then on for my father's money. I was pretty much his slave. It was, do this and do that. I fell into the same cycle with Sasuke as I did my father. My smoking doubled, and, I got mad one day. There were some... humans... well... I killed one, and after that, when Sasuke found me, I made him try it. My father was enraged at this; we had a pact in my family, my father's rule, that we wouldn't eat humans. He had to split Sasuke and me up. Sasuke hated it, but I knew he had used me, to get with my father, the single most powerful and richest demon on this planet.
We moved here, I had it in my mind to quit smoking, I thought it would be hard. But damn if someone isn't smoking around me, I don't have any urge to pick one of those cancer sticks up. I did around temari's birthday, because dad came to visit."
Naruto:
I looked at Gaara's face change expressions as he talked. It was sad, mad, happy then loving then mad again. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous that Gaara loved someone before me. I just hoped he couldn't sense my feelings. And then...he said he killed a human. Most demons killed. And either it was anthro's or humans because their own kind is too hard. But...I knew that Gaara said he had once killed a human before but I didn't really take it in till now.
Gaara looked slightly depressed when he finished his story and I didn't know exactly what to say.
"And now that bastards coming back..." By that I bet he meant his father.
"S-sorry Gaara...if it wasn't because of me...he wouldn't b-be coming back" I looked down at my hands.
"It's not your fault Naru." he said softly as he pulled up to the house. Quickly getting out of his side of the car and opening my door.
"Yeah it is..." I responded when my door opened but I didn't get out.
"It's not either of our faults. It's those idiots at school. Now come here." He softly smiled as he unhooked my belt and gently pulled me out of the car into a hug. "I love you Naru."
"I...love you Gaara."
After a few seconds we walked inside.
Gaara:
"Go upstairs. No one is home yet, Kankuro is out partying and Temari is at school." I told him.
"Ok." he responded.
While he was upstairs, I pulled out the book I bought. It was quite small and it fit in my coat pocket. I read a bit from the page, it said the next step other than the 20 questions which was a quick look at your partner, was to ask sincere questions. Once you get your boyfriend talking about comfortable subjects, learn more by asking him questions that logically follow from his answers. For example, if you've asked him what his favorite baseball team is and he answers "The Yankees," ask him who his favorite player is, if he's ever been to a professional baseball game, or if he's ever been to New York. If, however, you immediately switch to asking him about his math class, he'll not only be a little confused by the sudden change, he also might think you don't really care about his answers.
After I read this, I made some cherry milk with the juice from a near empty jar of cherries. I carried both cups upstairs to find Naruto laying on my bed and staring out my big window.
"Knock knock." I said seeing as I didn't have a hand to do so and because the door was half open.
"You don't have to knock, it's your room."
"It's your room now too." I held out the milk to him. He sniffed it, then his red ears perked up in curiosity as he took a small sip.
"Wow! This is really good."
"You like it?" I took a sip from mine. "So, Naruto. I told you a bit about my past..." I started, but I saw his ears droop in sadness at this. "And I'm not expecting you to tell me much more about yours until your ready, but I would like to get to know you better. The real you. So what do you do for fun? Like a hobby?" I asked.
"Well... sometimes I write. And I'm really good at making those friendship bracelets. Oh and I love to paint, but I suck at it. In truth, I just like the way the colors look." Naruto had a small blush on his cheeks that was followed by a big smile. I sat next to him with a loose arm over his shoulder. I could feel him relax into my side at this, easier, topic.
"Oh really? What do you write? Poetry? Stories? Did you know that I draw?" I said to set him off.
Naruto:
"Yeah I write." I lightly blushed, "But it's not really poetry. It can get confusing. I...sometimes write a-about something that has to do with my past. T-that I can make in a story or use the concept. Then i also somtimes write other things like..." I blushed and stopped short
"Like what?" He said in a teasing tone. And lightly poked my side
"like um..." I blushed more my ears twitching in embarrisment.
"Naru." he smirked.
"I-I somtimes write...boy boy type things..." I blushed brighter and tried to hide my face.
"You write yaoi?"
"Yaoi? Thats what you call it?"
Gaara chuckeled, "Uh huh. I would love to read some somtime." He smiled.
"Well maybe...y-you said you draw?"
"Yeah. I like drawing. Ive kept multiple sketchbooks."
"Can I see one?" I asked he just nodded and reached into his backpack, taking out a black sketchbook. He handed it to me andd i flipped it open. He was amazing! The presisssion was perfect. He even colored some of his pictures. He drew things from flowers to scenery to cartoons to people.
I flipped another page, noticing Gaara watching me with a calm expression.
When I turned another I slightly froze. It was me. I blushed and gaara tooK the sketchbook. His cheeks a slight pink
Gaara:
"I forgot i had that in there." I said taking the book back.
"Wait no! I like it, it's... really good." Naruto went to turn the page, with all the little pictures of him tied up and half naked in different positions. His face froze. He looked at me, with worried eyes, but more confused.
"I promise that will never happen... I mean... unless you want... no what am I saying!" I exhaled feeling the familiar rush that turns from frustration to anger. I hopped out of bed and headed toward the bathroom to cool down, but a small hand grabbed my wrist.
"N-no... it's ok. The drawings are really good. You got every little detail."
Naruto traced his fingers over the page gently.
"No, not every detail. if you notice, I avoided drawing detail to your stomach because i couldn't remember every little scar." i mutered, blushing like mad.
"That's ok, I like myself without the scars anyway." Naruto had a sad note to his voice.
"I like you just the way you are. those scars just mean that you are tougher than whatever tried to hurt you." I kissed him lightly, then i placed my hand on his cheek and gently whiped away the rest of the cover up so i could see his face.
"Thanks Gaara." Naruto leaned into my touch.
"Can I draw you? I mean, you're just so cute right now. We can still talk." I said.
"O-ok." he stuttered. I pulled out a pencil from my bag.
"So, you said you were good at making those bracelets?" I inquired.
"Oh yeah, I used to have one of every color. All different shades of the same color, to match every outfit I could possibly wear. But uncle Jariya said it was girlish. He got... embarrased to be around his gay nephew and well, he sent me here." Naruto shrugged.
"No one understands us gays like we do. They just don't understand." I said reassuringly.
Naruto nodded. "So I took up painting, but I got all over myself more than the surface I was supposed to be painting on. Uncle Jarayia didn't like trying to clean up my mess. To this day we still have a huge bright green spot on the floor, I dropped the paint, and uncle Jarayia made it worse when he tried to clean it up, but eneded up just spreading it out, so that stopped all painting."
"Well what did you do for fun after that? If he made you quit all your hobbies." I said, adding more detail to every little peice of fur on each ear.
"Well, that's when i started writing. He had bought me a laptop, but I saved all my stories on a flash drive because he would check it for viruses every night. But he found one of my stories one day; i had saved it to the computer because I left my flash drive at school. He then sent me here to live. He'd had it with me at that point. Nothing i did was ever good enough."
"I'm sorry Naru. I thought this was a harmless topic, I guess I was wrong." I said feeling really bad our conversation led to this.
"No it's ok, it's good to have someone to talk to actually. Alot of this has just been bottled up inside me for awhile. I learned to do that after I came home one day and was trying to talk to Jarayia about it, he told me I was acting like a girl to suck it up and take it like a man. From that day on he never aknowlegded when i came home all cut up and bruised. He cared about me at least, I could see that, but he isn't the kind to show it." Naruto addmitted to me.
Naruto:
It got silent and Gaara's face showed in between sad, mad and concentration.
"Its okay Gaara...I'm okay."
"I know your okay 'now' but it makes me upset on the way you were treated." He contined to draw and I lightly blushed.
"B-but Gaara...I feel the same way about you somtimes." I whispered. It was true. Hearing about gaaras past sometimes made me mad and depressed.
"Don't nNaru. You're way more important than me."
"don't say that Gaara!" I shouted out then blushed, "You deserve the best...you're always kind to me."
"Your sweet Naru. And isnt that about the 3rd time you called me kind today?" He soflty smiled.
"Y-Yeah maybe...but its true."
It then again got silent. Gaara concentraited hard on his drawing and everytime he would look up at me to compare me to his drawing I would lightly blush.
Gaara:
I never thought of myself as kind. I was deep in thought as I finished the deatails of Naruto's face. I got the blush on his cheeks exactly right, I never did need a still model. I prefered them to act natural and I would pick up what I need. It made the drawings more real that way, and not like posing for a picture. Then, I started on something else, just under Naruto's chin, sometimes my fingers make the peice, like I'm not even thinking about it, like my hands have a mind of their own. Sure enough, I ut myself in thr picture, gently kissing on Naruto's neck, I drew his hands around my neck, and my hands around his torso. I faded it out, so the whole sheet of paper was zoomed in on our heads. I smiled at the finished work, and Naruto, seeing my expression, leaned over it so he could see even though it was upside down.
"That's amazing." Naruto whispered.
"You can have it." I sighned my name on the bottom and tore it out. "Its yours." normally it set off my OCD to rip out a paper in my sketchbook, but my heart was acting, not my brain.
Scarletraven007: It was absolutly amazing! I would never be able to do anything like that! And it looked so...real. Gaara ripped it out and gave it to me making my heart skip a beat. Other than clothes and such this was the first thing Gaaras given me that wasnt bought with money. I need to make somthing for him...and maybe I should make him a bracelet. I also kind of have an urge to write. I wonder if I can find stuff around somewhere.
I looked down at the picture and smiled. Where was I going to put it? No way in hell was i going to fold it up, and threaten it with a crease.
"Um...Gaara do you have a frame?" I looked at him
"Yeah just wait right here alright?" He smiled and I nodded my head. He kissed me lightly on the lips and left the room.
I sighed as I lay my head down on the pillows and held up the picture. It was beautiful and no one could deny that. Actully this picture really makes me want to write.
"You really like it that much?" Gaara said as he leaned over me causing me to jump. I didnt even notice him come back into the room.
"Y-Yeah. I love it. It's perfect. Plus it makes me inspired." I softly smiled at him.
Gaara:
"Inspiered to do what?" I teased, but at the same time I was curious to know, because that could mean many things.
"Write a story." he lightly blushed, but I just got off the bed and pulled open my laptop from inside my bag. My background symbol was the 'love' kanji, i always loved the way that symbol looked.
Naruto got up and pulled out a flashdrive from his back pack, and plugged it into my computer after i set it on his lap.
Naruto:
I plugged my orange flash drive into gaaras computer. Yes somtimes people tell me that im to obsessed with orange but in truth I dont care. I noticed Gaara slightly hovering over my shoulder, but I was also slightly in my own world. I opened up my file which had alot of oneshots and chaptered stories that I always kept to myself.
"Have you ever put your stories online for others to see?" Gaara asked quietly. I shook my head.
"For one its becuase there was a small chance that if i even changed my name my uncle could find them. And two...they're not that good."
"I wouldnt be able to beleive that. Your smart Naru, and you love writing so you shouldnt be able to call your writing not good"
"T-Thanks gaara." I stuttered and opened up a file.
My fingers automatically danced over the keybored as if I was a new person. I blocked out everything but what was on the screen. I took a glance a tthe picture every once in awhile, I would smile thn go back to typing.
Currently it was a yaoi, as Gaara called it, mostly with ideas from our relationship. The sweet things hes said. The kind things he's done. I worked alot on that character trying to make it just right.
I would somtimes see Gaara reading over my shoulder and I would blush getting embarrised. Ofcourse I didnt use his name but I did use his red hair and green eyes so I think he understood that I was using him as most of my inspiration.
Gaara:
The story was good, I see he spent most of the tme framing the seme
character. I noticed he started alot of the sentences with that character's name, he needed to juice it up a bit. Maybe say 'the redhead' or 'seme' or 'green eyes' to mix it up. I told him this, and he asked me what a seme was.
"It's... the one on top." I told him. It took him a second to undersad my meaning. "But they are not having sex. Right now." Naruto said.
"It just means the guy in the relationship. The one in charge. The girl, or the one on the bottom, is the uke." i explained.
"So... I'm the uke?" Naru asked. It was sooo adorable how he asked that, competely clueless, and cute with innocence.
"Only the cutest uke ever!" I started to tickle him, I don't knw why, but it felt right, peaceful. and damn did he look sexy gasping for air...
Naruto:
I was blushing deep red, some from embarrisment but also from laughing too hard. I was gasping for air wiggling under Gaara trying to get loose.
"G-Gaara! St-stop." I laughed uncontrollably. My shirt riled up as he kept tickling me, poking my side. He smiled down on me as he straddled my lap, traping my legs as I breathed for air.
"G-Gaara!" I laughed, running out of air. But before I could say anything else he trapped my lips with his. Causing me to have to breathe through my nose.
His tickling began to be light rubbing on my sides and poked. Casuing me to jump every so often and giggle in his mouth.
When Gaara left he lightly panted.
"I should tickle you more often." He smirked at me and i blushed.
I panted still, trying to get more air. My chest rising up and down.
"A-am I realy the cute...uke?" I asked with big innocent eyes.
"Yes naruto. You're the most adorable being on the planet!" Gaara smiled.
So does that meen I'm the girl? Really the girl in the relationship...somehow I really dont care. I smiled up at Gaara
AN- This chapter had some moments in "The life of a teenage Demon" lol
anyway please enjoy and reveiw. Gaaras a pervert, but you gotta deal with it!