i don't own naruto.

i'm soooo sorry for the wait! and i'm also kind of sorry that this is a flashing chapter, so you'll have to wait even longer to find out what happened after the last chapter. still, i hope you all enjoy it!



Thursday, August 20

11 Months Ago

9:35 PM

- o -

Neji exited the front doors of the Konoha Public library with a happy smile on his face. He had spent the better part of the day working on his summer project, and had successfully completed it five minutes ago. Now, he had the rest of the summer free to do whatever he wanted to do without having to worry about schoolwork.

Glancing at his watch, Neji frowned when he saw what time it was. He hadn't meant to stay at the library for so long. Hopefully, he could still make it home before his father did. Quickening his pace, he bounded down the steps of the library and down to the end of the block, where the bus stop was.

The streets were mostly empty, as this was a part of town where everything, save for the library, closed early. Only a few cars passed by, and there did't seem to be anyone on the sidewalk. Neji wrapped his arms around himself as he walked, wishing that he had elected to bring a jack with him when he first left his house. Konoha became pretty chilly sfter the sun went down, and tonight was no exception.

He reached the bus stop and looked up at the time list. Neji's face fell when he realized that it would be another forty-five minutes until the next bus came.

There is no way I'm waiting that long. He thought, with a frown. Sighing heavily, he decided that he would have to ask his father to drive him home, despite the fact that he would probably get grounded for it.

Leaning against the bus sign, he took out his phone and dialed the number of his father's office.

"Hiashi Hyuuga." His father said impatiently as he picked up the phone.

"Hi, daddy, it's Neji. I need a ride home."

"What are you still doing out? Your curfew was almost an hour ago." Hiashi scolded. The sound of furious typing could be heard through the phone.

He winced at his father's tone. "I had to work on a project at the library."

"I can't pick you up. I have a lot of paperwork I have to complete before tomorrow morning." Hiashi said, sounding angry. "Ask Ko to come get you."

Ko was the Hyuuga family's chauffeur, and Thursdays were his day off. Neji explained this to his father. The elder Hyuuga cursed.

"Then call a cab. I'm very busy, Neji, I don't have time to talk to you now. I will see you at home."

Hiashi hung up before Neji could explain to him that he had no money on him.

Neji frowned at his phone. Now what was he supposed to do? The Hyuuga mansion was an hour long walk away from the library. Normally that would be too bad, but it was dark out and he had to pass through some not-so-desirable blocks to get there.

He wished that he had drove to the library instead of taking the bus. He briefly thought of calling one of his friends, but dismissed the idea quickly. Lee couldn't drive, and Tenten didn't have a car. And that only left...

Neji brightened up immediately.

he could call Gaara!


- o -

"S'Gaara." The redhead mumbled into the phone as he set down a pair of queens.

"Hi Gaara! I was wondering if I could ask you for a favor...?"

Gaara nearly groaned aloud. Fuck. I should've checked who was calling before I picked up. "Yeah?"

"I'm at the library and I need a ride home. Could you come pick me up?"

"Aw, geez, baby, I dunno.." The redhead groaned, shooting a dirty look towards Kotetsu as the other male gathered up all of the chips from the center of the table. "I have to work tomorrow, I gotta get up early.."

"Please? No one else can come get me and I don't have any money on me.. plus it's really dark out and I'm all alone and-"

"Okay, okay. Stop whining." Gaara pressed a hand to his temple. "I'll come get you."

"Oh, thank you-" Gaara snapped his phone closed. Pocketing the object, he looked up to find that everyone at the table was looking at him.


"Was that your boyfriend?" Izumo questioned innocently, setting off a collective burst of laughter from all around the table.

Gaara glared at the other male. "Shut up and deal me back in."

"Wait a minute… don't you have to somewhere to go? I'm sure the Hyuuga kid needs a bedtime story." Genma commented with a smirk, earning another round of laughter.

"Funny." Gaara said sarcastically, picking up his cards.

"Why are you still with him, anyway?" Genma continued, voicing the same question that Shukaku had been asking him for weeks. "I mean, it was a good idea the first night. But now it's kind of creepy."

"Yeah, we didn't know you were gonna fall in love with him." Raidou said.

The redhead snorted. "I'm not in love with him."

Although he would never admit it to his friends, he actually didn't mind having Neji around. He had never been in a relationship before, and even though he really wouldn't consider himself in one now, it was still the closest he had ever come to dating. Sure, Neji was kind of clingy, and his spoiled rich kid attitude often got on Gaara's nerves, but he was truly the first person to ever want Gaara for more than a quick lay. And, if Gaara was being honest, Neji was also one of the most attractive people he had ever hooked up with. Even if they weren't having sex, Gaara still felt kind of proud to have Neji hanging off of his arm.

Gaara could vaguely remember what it was like to be in Neji's shoes. He had had a crush on someone once, when he was seven. It was a pretty, blonde haired girl named Samui. He had been obsessed with her, even though she was afraid of him. Everyone had been. Gaara could still remember how painful it had been when she had rejected him outright in front of everyone.

…But that was a long time ago. He drew himself from his thoughts, not wanting to go over that memory.

"He must be amazing in bed, then." Genma commented. "Otherwise I have no idea why you're still bothering with him."

There was a short pause.

"…You have fucked him, right?"

Gaara grunted. "Can we just finish the game?"


- o -

Neji crossed his arms and glanced at his watch for the third time in the last fifteen minutes. He had first called Gaara about forty minutes ago, and had been waiting on the steps of the library ever since. He had tried calling the redhead again, but for some reason Gaara wasn't picking up.

Neji huffed, running a hand through his hair and scowling as the 10:30 bus passed him by. He didn't want to be angry at his boyfriend, so he trust rationalizing the reason Gaara was taking so long in his mind. He's probably stuck in traffic, he thought, then shook his head when he realized that theory made no sense at all. Hmmm… he probably had to take a shower first. Or maybe he lost his car keys… or...

"Well, well. Look what we have here."

Neji raised his head. Standing in front of him were a group of about six boys, all around his age. He recognized the boy who was speaking to him as Dosu, a boy who went to Hinata's school and was a grade above her. The rest were unfamiliar to him.

Neji tilted his head to the side. "May I help you with something?"

"Neji Hyuuga, right?"


Dosu smirked. "Heh. Looks like it's your lucky day, Kidomaru."

Neji didn't know who this Kidomaru person was, but he decided right then and there that he did not want to find out. He stood up quickly, intent on starting the long walk back to his house. Hopefully Gaara would find him somewhere along the way.

However, when he moved, the other boys moved too. It suddenly seemed like they were more around Neji than they were in front of him. Neji looked around worriedly as his chances of exiting quickly diminished.

"Leave me alone." He said, backing up slightly as the boys continued to close in.

Dosu took a step forward and grabbed Neji's wrist. "Aw, don't be like that. We only want to talk."

Neji yanked his arm back. "Stop it!"

Neji didn't notice one of the boys moving behind him until it was too late. His arms were grabbed from behind, held tight in a strong grip. He gasped in surprise, attempting to struggle against the hold, but to no avail.

"Calm down. My friend just wants to talk to you, that's all."

Dosu stepped to the side, and another boy came forward. This one was taller than Dosu, and slightly tanner, with dark hair pulled back into a ponytail. Neji's heart sank into the pit of his stomach as he realized that he recognized this boy as well. He had only seen him once before, the one time he had been sent to pick up his younger sister when his father wasn't able to, a couple of weeks ago. This boy- Kidomaru- had been playing basketball with his friends, but had stopped as soon as he had seen Neji. The Hyuuga could recall the way the other boy's eyes had stayed on his figure while he waited in the yard for Hinata to come out.

Kidomaru's stopped directly in front of Neji, too close to him for comfort. His eyes traveled up the length of Neji's body, stopping at his face.

"Hey." He said softly.

Neji flinched backwards as the other boy reached out and took Neji's chin in his hand. The frightened Hyuuga resumed his struggling."Let go-"

"Stop fighting."

Neji tried twisting his head away, but Kidomaru held on, wrenching his head back in place. Tears stung Neji's eyes as he truly started to panic, struggling as hard as he could despite the fact that there was no way he could escape the tight grip one of the boys had on his arms.

"Come on.. I just want to.." Kidomaru cupped Neji's face with his hands, dark eyes focused on the Hyuuga's lips. "...talk to you..." He started leaning in towards the other boy's lips.

Unexpectedly, he was jerked back by a strong hand gripping the collar of his jacket. He stumbled backwards, losing his balance and falling flat onto the ground.

Neji opened his eyes at the other boy's surprised yelp, and nearly cried when he saw Gaara's face, looking none too happy. The other boys were slowly backing away from around Neji.

Kidomaru got up from the ground, an angry glare on his face. "What the fuck!" He shouted, making a move to lunge at the redhead. A hand clamped around his wrist and pulled him back.

"Dude… that's Gaara Sabaku." One of the other boys whispered to him. Kidomaru froze.

Gaara ignored this entire exchange. He turned his glare on the boy who still had Neji's arms secured behind his back. "Let go of him."

The boy holding Neji in place didn't move, though Neji could feel him shaking. Gaara's eyes narrowed and he took a step forward, his hands balled into fists at his side. The boy made a frightened noise and let go of the Hyuuga before running to stand behind his leader.

Gaara turned and stared the group of boys down. They were obviously sizing the redhead up, trying to see if he was worth the effort. Kidomaru, in particular, looked as if he was torn between running away and wanting to tear Gaara apart. The redhead crossed his arms, looking more than ready to fight the boys if they decided to attack.

Then Dosu snorted, turning his back on the older male. "Whatever. C'mon, you guys." He began walking in the opposite direction, and the rest of his gang followed, Kidomaru shooting Gaara a murderous look as he turned.

"Punks." Gaara muttered before turning back to look at Neji, who was rubbing his forearms. "You okay?"

The Hyuuga nodded. "Y-yes.."

"Good." Gaara stuck his hands in his pockets and walked over to his car, parked on the curb. "Come on."


- o -

The car ride to Neji's house was deathly silent. Neji had been staring out of the window for the last ten minutes, apparently deep in thought about something. However, Gaara was having some thoughts of his own.

Who the hell did those kids think they were, touching his boyfr- Neji like that? If Gaara wasn't on parole, he would have beaten every single one of them into a bloody pulp, whether they were participating or not.

How nice of you to protect Neji from those kids. But who's gonna protect him from you? Shukaku cackled loudly in the redhead's mind. Gaara frowned and tuned him out.

"You're pretty quiet." He commented to Neji instead, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

Not receiving a response, he glanced over at the younger male. Neji was still staring out of the window, his hands clenched together in his lap. Gaara reached over and snapped a finger in front of his face. "Neji!"

The brunet blinked, slightly startled. "Yes?"

"Sure you're alright?"

"…I'm sure." The Hyuuga responded distractedly.

"Okay." Gaara shrugged, then slowed the car to a stop. "We're here."

Neji looked up for the first time, catching sight of the familiar dark gates of the Hyuuga estate. "..Oh." He said, an unreadable expression on his face. Gaara watched him evenly, wondering why the kid was just sitting there.

Neji unbuckled his seat belt. However, instead of getting out of the car, he turned to face the older male instead. He rested one hand on Gaara's chest and the other cupped his face as Neji pressed his lips to the redhead's with an unusual amount of force. Gaara, though slightly surprised, responded vigorously to the kiss. He would have thought that the last thing Neji wanted at the moment was physical contact, but apparently he was wrong.

They parted, but only slightly, Neji resting his forehead against the other male's. "Do you.. um.. want to come in?" He panted, face flushed and lips red.

Gaara raised an eyebrow. Was this leading to where he thought it was leading?

"Yeah.. sure."

Neji exhaled shakily, then smiled for the first time that evening. "Okay. Wait here." He said, kissing the redhead quickly before slipping out of the passenger seat.

Don't get too excited. The kid's a tease.

I know that. But why else would he invite me inside?

To show you his action figure collection? You're gonna be terribly disappointed by the end of tonight. This is going to end just as badly as the night at the club.

I didn't realize you could predict the future, Shukaku.

The entity laughed. With you? It's practically common sense.

Neji returned in five short minutes, jolting Gaara from his internal conversation with a soft tap on the window. He look up to see Neji waving at him. Turning off the engine, Gaara exited the car as casually as he could, trying not to look too excited.

Neji leaned up and kissed him softly. "I had to shut off all of the security cameras." He explained.

"Smart boy." Gaara wrapped an arm around his waist as they started walking up the long driveway. "Is your dad home?"

"No. He's working."

They reached the front door in less a minute, and there they paused to kiss enthusiastically against the railing for a few minutes. Gaara's blood boiled when Neji pulled away to murmur coquettishly, "We should go inside."

Gaara agreed wholeheartedly, and within seconds he was standing within the vestibule of the Hyuuga mansion. The first thing he caught sight of was a large, framed portrait high up on the wall of the first landing of a grand staircase. A gentle looking woman who greatly resembled Neji gazed back at him.

"That's my mother." Neji informed him, but Gaara was too distracted by his surroundings to respond. He next took in the large jade statues against the walls, reflected in the gleaming marble floor.

Gaara shrugged. "It's alright. I'm much more interested in your room, though."

A slow smile spread across Neji's face. "Well, let's go, then."

"N-N-Neji?" A soft, frightened voice came from the left.

Neji whirled around, alarmed. He sighed in relief when he saw that it was just his sister. "Oh. You scared me, Hinata."

Gaara examined the tiny, trembling girl peeking out from one of the doorways to the left with disinterest. She had darker hair than Neji, as well as rounder, more feminine features. Her pale eyes were wide with fear as she looked from Gaara to Neji, and back again.

The younger male made hurried introductions. "This is my sister, Hinata. Hinata, this is Gaara and we're gonna be upstairs for a while. Don't tell daddy, okay?"

Hinata turned bright red, her ivory eyes widening. "B-but-"

"What?" Neji asked impatiently, crossing his arms as he looked down at the girl.

"...Ha-Hanabi is s-sleeping. In h-her room." Hinata squeaked, hiding behind her hands.

"Oh. " Neji frowned, tapping a finger to his chin. His face then lit up as a thought occurred to him.

"Would you like to see the pool?"


- o -

Gaara had no time at all to explore the rest of the Hyuuga mansion, but he was definitely okay with that. Maybe it had something to do with the way Neji was looking at him, glancing being his should every couple of minutes with half lidded eyes and a teasing smile. The redhead barely had enough presence of mind to grab a bottle of lotion from the storage room (which was the most luxurious storage room he had ever seen) while Neji went and got towels for them.

The grounds behind the Hyuuga mansion were as vast and as well-kept as Gaara expected it them to be. A large garden in the shape of a half-circle, created a sort of barrier around the back of the house. A large swimming pool, at least 15 meters across, was enclosed in the barrier, as well as a victorian gazebo bisecting the land.

Gaara walked the length of the pool, down to the more shallow end. He had never learned how to swim, so he didn't want to risk drowning, and especially not tonight. Not bother to wait for Neji, he stripped off all of his clothes and lowered himself into the cool water at the four foot mark.

Neji set the towels down on a patio table before kicking off his shoes and padding barefoot over to the deep end of the pool. "Is it cold?" He asked, I've never gone swimming at night before."

It was a little chilly, but not unbearably so. "I'll keep you warm." Gaara told the other male with a smirk, walking forward until the water was just above waist high.

Neji blushed lightly. "Turn around."

"Come on, Neji, really?" Gaara said with a roll of his eyes.

"Turn around!"

Gaara sighed and turned his back on the younger male. He heard the rustling noises of clothing being taken off, before the sound of Neji exhaling, and then, finally, a splash. Gaara turned to face Neji as he swam over to the redhead and resurfaced, shivering lightly as he wrapped his arms across his chest.

"Freezing." He said softly, looking up at the redhead.

"You'll get used to it." Gaara told him. Not seeing a point in wasting anymore time, he reached out for the younger male and cupped his face in his hands, trapping dark, wet strands of hair beneath his palms. He leaned in and kissed the boy slowly. Neji wound his arms around the taller male's shoulders, parting his lips and granting Gaara's tongue access to his mouth.

Gaara slid his palms from Neji's face to his chest, pausing to briefly tweak an already stiff nipple before continuing their journey downward and settling onto his hips. He broke the kiss, then licked his down way down the Hyuuga's throat.

"I want to thank you." Neji said softly, tilting his head up and allowing Gaara more access. A dark smirk speed across the older male's lips.

"Yeah?" Gaara asked, sucking a dark bruise into the boy's neck. "How?"

"Anyway you want." Neji said softly.

Gaara's blood practically ignited. He had been waiting for so long to hear those words. Continuing to busy himself with the younger male's neck, his hand breached the unspoken barrier and wrapped around the boy's rapidly forming erection. Neji bit his lip and tilted his head back, his fingers tightening their grip on the ledge of the pool. "Hnng..."

The redhead pressed closer, enjoying the wet slide of Neji's warm chest against his own. He grasped one of the boy's ass cheeks underwater, loving the way Neji moaned and arched up against him. Two fingers curled around and pressed against Neji's opening, making the boy gasp. Gaara stifled the noise by kissing him soundly.

"Th-this is what you want?" Neji breathed into the cool night air when the redhead pulled away. Gaara nodded, smoothing Neji's hair away from his face. Neji looked at him for a long time, his hesitancy shining through his eyes. It seemed as if the confidence the boy had before had faded, leaving Gaara more aware of the fact the Neji was still just a child now than ever before.

"…I'm scared." He finally admitted.

"Don't be." Gaara embraced him, wrapping his arms around Neji shoulders and pulling him closer. "I won't hurt you."

"Are you sure?"

"I promise." The older male grinned, white teeth glinting in the dark.

Neji met the other male's gaze, then turned around slowly so he was facing the other direction. Gaara's mouth went dry at the sight of the younger male's pale backside. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening. He felt almost giddy and he wasn't sure why; he had never felt that way about anyone before.

"I'm gonna prepare you first, alright?" He murmured huskily into Neji's ear, pressing his lips against the wet hair at the side of the boy's face.


"Lean forward." Gaara instructed, sliding both hands down the boy's sides. Neji did as he was told. Gaara followed the line of his spine with soft kisses, stopping when he reached Neji's tailbone. At the same time, he slid one of his fingers up the younger male's crack, stopping to press lightly at the boy's entrance. Neji shivered, moving his elbows closer together on the tiles.

Gaara pulled back, then grabbed the lotion that he had previously set down at the edge of the pool and dispensed an even amount into his hand, then liberally coated one finger with it. Using an amount of care that he had never used on anyone before, Gaara slowly inserted a finger into the boy's opening. Neji tensed up, making a soft sort of choking noise. Gaara wrapped the other hand around the boy's cock once more, hoping to distract him from the pain.

"Shhh.. you're doing good, Neji." Gaara said, wishing that he could skip all of this comforting nonsense and go straight to the main event. He steadily glided his finger in and out of his opening, watching Neji's body gradually relaxing in a slow unwind.

"I'm gonna put another one in, okay?"

"O-okay." Neji's voice was faint.

Gaara did as he said he would, sliding another digit in alongside the first one. He scissored the two of them, wincing slightly when Neji made a groan of discomfort. Don't hurt him. You're going to scare him away.

Gaara leaned down and kissed the boy between his shoulder blades, easing up on the movements of his fingers. He changed the angle, then sank his fingers in deeper. A grin spread across his face as he finally brushed against that small, hidden gland, causing Neji to arch and make a loud, surprised gasping noise. "G-Gaara..?"

The older male rubbed at the spot again, causing the same reaction. Neji shuddered, turning to look at the older male with wide eyes. "Wh-what…?"

Gaara stretched his body over Neji's back, leaning forward so that he could meet the boy's lips with his own. They kissed twice before Gaara whispered, "Turn back around." Looking slightly dazed, Neji obeyed as Gaara pulled back.

"One more." The redhead murmured, inserting his ring finger along with the rest. This time, Neji made no noise of unease; in fact, he seemed to welcome the intrusion. Gaara watched, transfixed, as Neji pushed his hips back against his hand.

He was enchanted by everything about the boy; the noises he was making, the rolling of his hips, the way his dark, glossy hair looked like plastered against his back and shimmering in the moonlight. He shook his head, realizing that he had been fingering the boy for far too long. It was time to get to the main event.

Gaara extracted his fingers from the trembling younger male. He quickly slicked his cock up with the lotion that remained on his hand. "You ready?" He asked, gripping both of Neji's hips. Leaning forward, he rubbed his erection against the other male's hole.


Fuck. That was the last word Gaara wanted to hear right now.

Biting back a growl, the older male pulled back, expecting the worse. If Neji made him stop now, he didn't know what he would do.

Neji turned himself around once more, meeting Gaara's aqua eyes with his own ivory ones. "I want- I want to see you." He said shakily, placing both of his hands on Gaara's chest.

Gaara paused at the unusual (for him, anyway) request.


Smiling softly, Neji drew him down for a sweet kiss. Gaara, although getting to be quite impatient, kissed back, just glad that the boy wasn't backing out.

For a quick, fleeting second, Gaara felt something akin to regret. This was Neji's fist time- he shouldn't be outside. He should be on a bed, with soft pillows and someone who actually loved him-

From deep within Gaara's subconscious, Shukaku let out a menacing growl.

Right. Gaara didn't waste any more time worrying about it. He gathered the smaller male up in his arms, and Neji instinctively wound his arms around Gaara's neck. His hands curved around Neji's hips, hooking the boy's legs in the crux of his elbows. He grasped his cock with one hand, then slowly guided the other male onto it.

Neji choked on a breath as he was finally penetrated. He clenched on to the redhead's neck, burying his face in his shoulder and chanting the older male's name over and over as the redhead entered him. "..Gaara, Gaara, Gaara.." He moaned, squeezing his eyes shut so tightly that tears formed at the corners. Inch by inch, Neji's body sank onto his erection, until he finally reached the base. Gaara released a long breath he didn't know he was holding.

"You okay?" He breathed, actually finding it difficult to reign himself in. He could hardly believe that after seven long weeks he was finally, finally inside Neji. The younger boy was gloriously tight, inner walls clamped snugly around Gaara's cock. The redhead had to take a few deep, ragged breaths to stop himself from coming right away.

"Nnn..." Neji responded, voice thick with emotion as he threaded his hand up through the short red hair from the base of Gaara's skull. "I.. it's..."

As much as he wanted to start screwing the boy right then and there, they were in a difficult position to work with and Gaara knew that they would both enjoy it more if they were more comfortable. "I need you to let go, and hold yourself up on the pool." He murmured in Neji's ear, following the command with a short nip to the boy's earlobe. Neji reluctantly let go of his hold around the redhead's neck, and allowed him to guide his upper body to the edge of the pool, propping himself up with his elbows.

He was slightly unhappy about not being able to touch Gaara, but forgot all about it when Gaara slowly withdrew from his body, then thrust inside him. Neji's eyeslids fluttered as Gaara's cock pressed firmly against his prostate before retreating. "Aaahh..." He had never felt anything like this before. The feeling of someone actually being inside him was so unfamiliar that he could scarcely believe it was happening.

Gaara's hips started up a slow, achingly delicious rhythm. The water lapped onto Neji's torso with every instroke, making the his skin glisten in the moonlight. Gaara appreciated the juxtaposition of the boy's pale, spread thighs molded around his own, tanner hips. He panted as he continued driving into the soft, wet body below him.

Neji's voice was low and gasping, his slim body undulating with ever thrust. The sight had Gaara gritting his teeth, fighting the urge to just slam into the boy. He felt as if he was doing something very, very wrong so he didn't understand why it felt so right.

This was illegal. He could go back to jail for this. For Neji. Nobody was worth that.

But Gaara couldn't make himself stop.

As a matter of fact, his pace quickened, fighting against the weight of the water to deliver hard strokes to Neji's prostate. The boy's moaning grew louder. It became increasingly more difficult for Neji to support himself on the edge of the pool as he rapidly approached his climax.

Feeling particularly generous, Gaara wrapped his hand around Neji's cock once more, stroking in time to his own thrusts. Neji's eyes rolled up and his lips parted in a silent scream at the overload of sensation.

"Gaara… I'm-" Neji found himself unable to complete the sentence, as the pleasure become too much for him to bear. Water sloshed all around their two bodies, but neither male paid it any mind. The younger male's legs tightened around Gaara's waist, and he let out a long, drawn out wail as he climaxed, eyes shut tight as he arched back.

Gaara found himself transfixed by the boy's orgasm. He snapped out of it when Neji's arms started to slip from the edge of the pool. Quickly, but gently, Gaara pulled the boy up from the water and over to a slightly more shallow part of the pool, one large hand supporting his back as he laid the other boy onto the tiles. Neji panted as he allowed the redhead to maneuver him around.

He returned both hands to Neji's hips and slid back inside the boy, bowing his body over Neji's and spreading kisses down his chest. This new position made it far easier for him to thrust into the younger male's body, and he took advantage of it, slamming into the younger male with as much strength as he dared to use. Neji moaned weakly, arms above his head as he watched Gaara through half-lidded eyes.

Gaara wanted to force himself to last longer, to be able to enjoy this experience for as long as he could, but it was just too much. Neji's tightness, his willingness, the fact that he had just made his worst enemy's son come all over himself in his own backyard... it was everything that Gaara wanted. Everything that he deserved. And it was all culminating into one tall peak of pleasure.

"Uuhn..." The redhead groaned, clenching his fist on the tiles as his orgasm hit. "..Shit. I fucking love you, Neji."

He was too caught up in his climax to hear the boy's breath catch. The redhead's hips jerked unevenly as he spilled inside of the boy, emitting a low moan. Neji watched him reverently, his eyes glassy with unshed tears of joy.

Finally, Gaara slumped over onto Neji's body, exhausted. Neji lowered an arm so he could comb his fingers through the older male's hair.

"Oh, Gaara." He said happily. "I love you too."

"Hn." The redhead responded, completely ignoring the boy.

He was too busy imagining the look on his friends' faces when he told them the news tomorrow.