Author: You know, this started as a sequal, but there's no more plot left to the story, so i'll wrap it up for you in this one chapter. If you need to see more, say what you want in the review and i'll add it. But otherwise, this story is over.

"Gaara," Sasuke pushed the redhead's name through his lips onto Gaara's skin. He had bound Gaara's wrists to the bedposts, and their sweating bodies were engulfed in one another. Gaara lay writhing in pleasure beneath him, back arched so their chests were shoved together. Then suddenly it was over and they were lying motionless in each other's arms. Then Sasuke was standing in the doorway with a bag over his shoulder. He had one hand on Gaara's cheek.

"Sasuke...Please...Don't go..." Gaara whispered. "I don't know how i'll live without you...Without these hands..." He took Sasuke's wrists and kissed each palm. "These eyes, this heart..." Tears slid down his face, and Sasuke pulled him close, letting the other boy's head rest on his chest. "Take me with you!" He cried.

"I can't. It would be too dangerous. I have to finish off Itachi, Gaara. I just have to. I couldn't bear it if something happened to you and I did nothing to stop it."

Gaara shook his head violently. "Just stay! Don't leave me!"

Sasuke pulled away from the redhead, tears glistening in his obsidian eyes. Gaara clung to his arm, but Sasuke gently pried away his fingers. Then he was walking away.

Gaara sat bolt upright in bed, running one hand back through his damp hair. There were tears on his face, and he looked around his room. It had been three years since Sasuke left. Three years, he had been alone. He looked down at the scar on his palm. Sasuke had to come back. He just had to.

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Sitting alone in the park, Gaara pressed his lips to the icy metal of the flute. It's music drifted along the shore and over the river, swallowing him entirely. It was a tragic tune, one that set the tears falling again. He missed Sasuke so deeply, missed the void that Sasuke had filled. He felt empty, meaningless.

Gaara shook his head violently and removed the flute from his mouth. Sasuke had always loved to hear him play. "Dammit, Sasuke." Gaara hissed, throwing the flute down onto the ground. He buried his face in his hands, then felt something light on his head and looked up. It had started to snow. The flakes collected on his eyelashes, and he shook his head, the soft white falling from his hair.

"Don't stop." He heard someone's voice from behind him and stiffened with an intake of breath. "Don't stop playing."

Gaara lifted the flute again with trembling fingers. He knew that voice. He dreamt of that voice every night. The music fell from his very heart, and he played for as long as he could, then he couldn't help it any more. He whirled around.

His heart stopped. Yes, Sasuke stood there. But it was a mortally wounded Sasuke. His jeans hung in torn, bloodstained shreds, and there was a long gash across his chest and shirt, blood still seeping from it. Sasuke offered a half smile.

"I killed Itachi." Was all he said. Then he crumpled to the ground.

Gaara sprang to his feet and scrambled through the snow to Sasuke's side. He tore away Sasuke's shirt, examining his wound. A choked sob burst from his throat. He could never heal something like that. Not in the middle of a park with only snow around him.

How does it feel to know you're everything I need
The butterflies in my stomach

They could bring me to my knees
How does it feel to know you're everything I want
I've got a hard time saying this
So I'll sing it in a song

Wait, snow! Gaara pawed at the gathering flakes around him and packed it into the long gash on Sasuke's skin. But it merely slowed the bleeding. And not enough. The white all around him was begining to stain crimson. "I promised," Sasuke rasped. "I promised I would come back." Gaara looked at Sasuke's face and could feel the tears freezing on his cheeks as he pushed the raven hair from Sasuke's eyes.

"I know, I know." Gaara whispered.

Oh I adore the way you carry yourself
With the grace of a thousand angels overhead
I love the way the galaxy starts to melt
When we become one
When we become one
When we become one
When we become one

"G-Gaara..." Sasuke clenched the redhead's hands to prevent him from trying to nurse him. "You've done all you can. It's up to my body now. It's up to me to heal."

Gaara shook his head. "I can do something. Just hold still."

Sasuke smiled faintly. "No, Gaara."

How does it feel
How does it feel when we get locked into a stare?
Please don't come looking for me
When I get lost in the mess of your hair
How do you feel when everything you've known
Gets thrown aside
Never fear, my dear, 'cause we have nothing left to hide

"Let me save you!" Gaara cried.

"Gaara, you've already saved me." Sasuke murmured, stroking Gaara's cheek gently. A smear of blood on Sasuke's fingers stained Gaara's skin. "Before I met you, I was nothing."

Gaara squeezed his eyes shut. "Stop! Stop talking like this! I won't let you die!" He could feel his throat burning from the strength of his cry, but didn't care.

Sasuke's fingers scrabbled at Gaara's shirt. "Listen to me, Gaara!"

Oh I adore the way you carry yourself
With the grace of a thousand angels overhead
I love the way the galaxy starts to melt

Gaara shook his head, trying to pull away. Sasuke tugged hard on Gaara's shirt. "Listen! If I die,"

Gaara bit his lower lip, choking back a sob.

"If I die," Sasuke repeated calmly. "I want you to go on. You have to go on without me, Gaara."

"I can't. I don't want to. I don't want to live without you."

Hold on to me girl
If you feel your grip getting loose
Just know that I'm right next to you
Hold on to me girl
If you feel your grip getting loose
Just know that I won't let you down

"Gaara,"

"No, Sasuke, you listen to me now!" Gaara pulled a razor from his pocket. He still kept it with him. "If you die, I follow you! I'll follow you!"

Sasuke looked up at the redhead's face and knew it was no bluff. "Gaara..."

"Without you, I had no reason to live. I had no reason to do anything. I was dead when you found me, Sasuke. You found me, when I didn't know where I was. You saved me, Sasuke. You can't go. You left me once, you promised you'd never do it again. Don't you dare die, Sasuke. Don't you dare die."

Gaara lay flat next to him, wrapping himself around the other boy as much as he could. "I love you too, Sasuke."

How ironic was it. They started in the snow, and they would end in the snow. Gaara felt a deep sense of accomplishment. Of love. Had Sasuke's bleeding stopped? He hadn't seen any infection. If Sasuke still had enough blood left, then he would live. But he couldn't even think about it right then.

He would stay with Sasuke until the end. Everything had come down to this. It would all end today. One way or the other. "I'm right here, Sasuke. I'm right next to you." He whispered.

If I had to choose a way to die
It'd be with you
In a goosebump infested embrace
With my overanxious hands cupping your face
In a goosebump infested embrace
With my overanxious hands cupping your cherub face

If Sasuke was to die, then Gaara would follow him. He'd never let Sasuke leave him again. He knew Sasuke knew Gaara would follow, and knew he wasn't afraid. Nor was he. He held Sasuke tighter, the beating of his heart drilling into his brain. And if Sasuke lived, Gaara would live with him the rest of his life.

He would never let Sasuke go.

How does it feel?

Author: This is the end, my darlings. I know it's sort of a cliffhanger, but I couldn't decide which ending I wanted! So i'll let you make it up for yourself. I don't think i'll be writing another Sasuke/Gaara fic, but look forward to other pairings in the future.