Debauchery

Chapter Two

-Two is Better Than One-

Sakura opened her eyes and squinted at the light that was coming into her room. Surprisingly, her head wasn't hurting too badly from the amount of alcohol she had consumed the night before at Naruto's party. Actually, she didn't remember much of the party, only Gaara and Sasuke.

Her brow furrowed at the somewhat hazy memory, and it was only then that she became aware of the warm body pressed against her and the arm draped casually over her waist. Her eyes widened and she gasped, sitting up and looking down at the person next to her. A sigh of relief left her lips when she saw that it was Gaara. This wasn't too bad, it only meant that her plan had worked out.

Something shifted beneath the sheets behind the redhead, and Sakura looked over at it in curiosity. Spotting a head of unmistakable ebony hair, her eyes widened once more as memories of the night came back to her full force. How could she have been so bold as to sleep with them both at the same time? And to have done some of the other things…it just didn't make any sense. Before she knew it, a startled scream had escaped her mouth, waking up the two men and causing them to sit up hastily.

"What's going on?" Sasuke asked in alarm, looking at Sakura. His gaze lowered to her exposed chest then, and she hastily grabbed the covers and held them up to shield her body from the two males.

Gaara rubbed his head, groaning at the combination of light and noise. "Keep it down will you, it's too early for yelling."

"But we…you…" Sakura stuttered, pointing at the two of them, her cheeks red in embarrassment. She couldn't help but take in both men's bare chests, the sight alone being enough to stir something within her, though she ignored it.

Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, trying to get rid of the small headache he had. "Seems you're not much of a dirty freak when you're sober Sakura." He commented, only making her discomfiture rise.

The redhead nodded, falling backwards once more and closing his eyes. "If you're going to be all…not naughty freak anymore, go make us some breakfast, we're spent."

"Right." she nodded, slowly taking in his words. "Breakfast…okay." She slipped from the bed and grabbed her robe, putting it on and tying it before leaving the room. This was good, because she could be alone, sort things out, and busy herself all at the same time. And she was pretty hungry.

Sasuke fell backwards as well, lying next to his friend. "So…I say once we leave her apartment we never bring up what happened last night ever again." He said, glancing at the other man.

"Yup." Gaara nodded, looking over at him as well, a sly smirk appearing on his face. "You totally love me, queer."

"Shut up." He punched him in the arm, a smirk on his own face. "Prick."

"Homo."

"Psycho."

Gaara scoffed. "You should consider yourself lucky you have such an amazing friend who'd have sex with you and still think you're an icy douche."

"Yeah." Sasuke sobered then and looked back up at the ceiling. "You didn't have too, you know. It's not like I was expecting you to do that. So…thanks."

"Whatever, it's all tested water now." He snickered, unable to wipe the smirk from his face. "Besides, I understand more than anyone what it feels like to be denied what you want. And it's not like it didn't feel good for me."

"Well you were right about one thing." The Uchiha smirked, looking back at him. "You and I are a lot better friends than me and Naruto will probably ever be."

"No shit." The Kazekage laughed, but then his expression changed. "I think I might like Sakura."

Sasuke snorted. "I know you like Sakura." He said. "Trust me, us gays are really in-tune with that kind of crap." He joked, before giving him a serious look. "But honestly, if you pursue something with her, just be careful. She likes you a lot, and has for some time now. And I don't want to see either of you get hurt."

Gaara gave him a harsh glare. "And you couldn't have let me in on this insight earlier? What the hell? I'm not judging, and I could have used your gay intuition a while ago. And obviously she likes me, I mean she practically molested me in a public place."

He just rolled his eyes. "Dude, it's not like she knew that I knew. Besides, I didn't want to say anything if you didn't return the sentiment somewhat, otherwise your relationship would have become strained or awkward. You don't deal with feelings very well, so I thought I was making things easier for you." He shrugged.

The redhead remained silent, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting slightly, since he never truly pouted. "Shut up." He huffed, knowing the Uchiha was right.

Sasuke laughed, finally sitting up from his position in the bed and stretching his arms over his head, causing his spine to pop. "Come on, I bet Sakura's almost done, and it's not good to just leave her alone to think about things for too long." He sighed. "Otherwise she jumps to the wrong conclusions and assumes stuff."

"Stuff like what?" Gaara asked curiously, sitting up as well.

"Oh you know, that last night didn't really mean anything, that we think less of her. You know, female stuff." The Uchiha explained.

"No I don't know. Hence why I asked." Gaara growled out, crossing his arms over his chest.

He rolled his eyes. "You really need to lighten up. Being cranky is only going to make Sakura more apprehensive when we go out there for breakfast." He said, standing from his spot in the bed and walking off of it so that he could cover himself.

The redhead did the same, throwing the covers back and getting up. He walked over to his black pants and pulled them on, the hem hanging low on his hips and revealing the incline of his pelvis. He ran a hand through his hair as he headed for the door. "Fucking so much makes you so hungry." He said, mostly to himself.

"Tell me about it." Sasuke muttered, following him out of the bedroom, also only wearing his pants. They entered the living room then and went over to the bar, sitting down and watching Sakura as she finished cooking. She didn't turn around to acknowledge them, though she knew they were there. She was just too embarrassed.

She set a pancake down on a plate stacked with them, before turning off the stove. Then she turned and placed it on the bar in front of Gaara and Sasuke. She moved and grabbed a plate filled with bacon and sausage, her other hand picking up a bowl full of scrambled eggs. "I hope this is enough." She said softly, setting them down and getting the two men each a plate. "What do you want to drink?"

"Water." Sasuke said.

"Chocolate milk." Gaara nodded, already piling the bacon onto his plate. He looked back up, going for the sausage when he noticed the looks the two Konoha shinobi were giving him.

The ebony haired man tried not to laugh. "Really?"

"What?" Gaara asked, looking from Sasuke to Sakura. "What?" he said once more. "It's breakfast." He defended.

Sakura held up her hands in a placating manner. "I didn't say anything." She said, turning and getting their drinks for them. Once that was done she grabbed herself a plate and began to get fill it with food. She took out a bottle of syrup and poured some on, before passing it around.

The Uchiha put as much syrup on his pancakes as he wanted and then set it aside, beginning to cut them up. He glanced at his pink haired friend before moving his gaze to the redhead. The almost tense silence was killing him, which was odd, because normally he liked silence. But the fact that the two weren't really talking, or even looking at each other was getting on his nerves. "So…that was some night, huh?" he asked. At the looks he received his eyes widened. "I meant the party." He told them.

"Yeah…sure." Sakura said, looking back down to her breakfast and shoving a bite of pancakes into her mouth.

"I liked it when Sakura came onto me at the bar. Devious little Strawberry." The Kazekage smirked, picking up a piece of bacon and chewing on it as his jade gaze shifted to the pink haired woman. Her face turned red, and she choked on her food a bit, beginning to cough from the food hitting the back of her throat. She reached out and grabbed her glass of orange juice, drinking its contents to soothe her esophagus.

Sasuke smirked at his friend's embarrassment. "She is pretty forward when she's had a few drinks."

"I'd like it if she were more forward while sober though." He told the Uchiha before leaning forward and resting his elbows on the bar, meeting Sakura's eyes. He smirked, gesturing with his finger for her to come closer. Unable to form any words, Sakura did as she was silently commanded, and walked around the counter to the side the two males were on. Once she was within reach of the redhead, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his lap, their faces only centimeters away. "And there's that adorable blush I would have liked to see last night while we were having so much fun."

"Eh…" she said, her face darkening from their proximity, as well as the fact that she was naked beneath her robe, and he wasn't wearing a shirt. "It's just a blush, nothing big."

The Uchiha smirked, but didn't say anything, instead choosing to continue eating his breakfast.

"A blush is one of the most attractive things." Gaara pointed out. "Even Sasuke looked kind of cute when he had that cherry red blush on his cheeks while he was being fucked."

This garnered the ebony haired man's attention, and he glared at the redhead. "Well you're never going to see that again, just so you know."

Sakura glanced between the two. "Um, my food is getting cold…" she said, trying to slip from Gaara's lap so that she could put the bar between them once more. Gaara kept her in place and reached over, grabbing her plate from the lower level and placing it in front of her.

"There." He said into her ear, grabbing another piece of bacon and eating it.

The blush remained on her face as she picked up her fork and resumed eating quietly. They all continued to eat until their plates were empty. Only then did Gaara allow the pink haired woman to get down from his lap, so that she could wash the dishes. As she did that, the two males went back into her bedroom to finish dressing.

"So, what are you going to do?" Sasuke asked as he put his shirt on. "About Sakura, I mean."

Gaara just shrugged, buckling his vest back into place. "I don't know. She seems so awkward around me now. Nothing like the confident woman that approached me last night." He let out a sigh. "I don't ever think I've been handled like that before. She was so strong and commanding. It turned me on like no other."

"She gets like that when she's angry too." The Uchiha said as he sat down to slip on his shoes. "You should probably talk to her. The longer she's left to stew on things…the more difficult it will be. Trust me, I left her alone for almost five years." He smirked. "And man can she be stubborn." He shook his head and stood. "Anyways, I'm going to go and find Naruto. He's a lot more fun to spar when he's hung-over."

The redhead lifted one of his shoulders. "I'll probably just head out too…I forgot to take care of a few political things." They both walked out then, heading down the steps and meeting Sakura in the kitchen once more. "Well we're going to head out."

"Okay." She said, glancing up at them. "Um…have a good day." She said a bit unsurely.

"Thanks for breakfast Sakura." Sasuke said with a wave as he walked to the door. He stopped and held it open, waiting for Gaara to follow.

He nodded to the Uchiha and then looked back to Sakura, gesturing a small wave as he walked off to join the other man. They both left then and closed the door behind them, leaving the kunoichi to herself.

Sakura let out a sigh and hung her head. That was incredibly awkward for her. She knew Sasuke wouldn't act any differently around her, because not only was he gay, he just didn't let those things affect him. But as for Gaara? She had no clue. Sure, he had teased her about it over breakfast, but that didn't mean anything, only that he had enjoyed their night together.

She finished the dishes, loading them into the dishwasher and starting it before drying off her hands. She still couldn't believe she'd slept with them both at the same time. Never in her life would she have ever dreamt she'd enjoy that. But she had, and it had been incredible. Especially when Gaara had come inside of her twice. Being filled like that, by Gaara of all people, felt right. Heck, she still felt the remnants of his ecstasy, even now.

God she was so embarrassed. What did he think of her now that they had done that? It wouldn't be so bad if it had just been the two of them, but with Sasuke there as well…well, it had made the situation even worse. She shook her head and she walked up the stairs to her room, intent on taking a shower. She had really enjoyed watching the two of them have sex. It had actually been one of her secret fantasies for some time now. Just the mere memory of it was causing her to feel aroused.

She placed her hand over her lower abdomen, rubbing it as she practically felt Gaara's seed filling her after she had climaxed with the aid of her fingers. She doubted she would ever get to experience that again, which only made her sadder. "I want him so badly." she whined as she opened the door and walked into her bedroom, her hand still over her lower stomach. Then she froze at the sight that greeted her.

Gaara sat on the open windowsill, staring out at the view Sakura had from her bedroom. He glanced over at her once he felt her presence and smirked. "So I've got a question." He paused, the door slamming behind her due to his sand. "What on earth fueled your assault on me last night?"

Sakura blinked, still trying to make sense of what was going on. Meaning she was getting mad because she was confused, and still embarrassed from her thoughts. "How did you get in here?" she demanded, stomping up to him.

A look of perplexity crossed his façade and he pointed back at the window. "You didn't lock it."

"That doesn't mean you can just come into my room and wait for me like some kind of stalker." She said, crossing her arms and sticking out a hip.

"Well it's not like I haven't stalked you before. I don't see what the big deal is." He pointed out, a smirk adorning his features before falling off instantly, his eyes widening slightly.

Her gaze narrowed at him. "You've stalked me before?" she asked, not sounding pleased. "Why?"

"What?" he laughed a bit awkwardly. "No. I didn't, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Uh huh, sure." She said, clearly not convinced. "I'm going to go take a shower. Feel free to let yourself out. Again." She said, turning and making her way towards her bathroom.

His eyes widened slightly. "Sakura, wait!" he called, following after her. "You didn't answer my question."

"Well you didn't answer my question, so we're even." She said, walking into her bathroom and closing the door in Gaara's face.

Gaara frowned and stopped in front of the door, pressing his palm against it. "The Chuunin Exams, Naruto's eighteenth, nineteenth, and twenty-second birthdays. The first was to kill you. The second was because you looked so pretty and I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't find the right words. The third was because I never got to thank you for my birthday present when I turned eighteen and you came to Suna. I really like pandas…" he sighed. "And the fourth…was because I wanted to ask you to dinner, but then you ran into Sasuke and I lost my nerve." He admitted with a hesitant breath. Never before had he revealed something so intimate to anyone.

The door remained closed for a few seconds, and at first Gaara thought that she was ignoring him, until it opened suddenly. Sakura was standing there, a towel covering her body instead of her robe. "I think you're a wonderful person." She said. "You're a great leader, and I like how you know what needs to be said to people in the most serious of situations. You're one of the best Kage's that any nation could ask for. I also think it's the most adorable thing in the whole world when you're uncomfortable, because you get this look on your face that reminds me of a child." By now her cheeks were red. "I also think you're extremely attractive, and have had quite a few fantasies with you in them. That's why I assaulted you last night at the bar. I wanted to see if maybe…you liked me too." She said softly, biting her lower lip in her nervousness.

"Trust me." He smirked once more, touching his fingers beneath her chin and tilting her head up so he could kiss her. When they parted, his expression shifted into a smile. "If I didn't like you, I would have never touched you in public the way I had. I find your boldness absolutely intoxicating. You are one of the few people who has actually gone out of their way to get me to talk with them, in a real conversation."

She returned his smile, the act lighting up her face and making her seem all the more beautiful. "I like talking with you. Your blunt opinions of things are refreshing, and interesting to hear. I also like the way you take charge during sex." Her smile changed to a smirk then, and before he knew it, her towel had fallen to the floor. "Oops." She said, not even covering herself up as she raised her right arm and leaned against the doorframe, placing her other hand on her hip. "Will you get that for me? I accidentally dropped it." she glanced down at her towel before meeting Gaara's jade depths.

His gaze lowered to her chest then, seeing her for the first time, naked, in the daylight. Her skin looked even more flawless than it had last night, aside from the love marks that he had left. "Of course," he finally lowered to the floor, grabbing her towel in one hand as his other rested on her hip. Now face to face with her sex for the first time, he leaned forward and kissed her smooth pelvis.

"Gaara." She breathed out, brushing some of his bangs to the side before threading her fingers through his hair. "I want you." She stated, looking down at him.

"I know…" he said, nibbling on her flesh. "I don't care if Sasuke is gay…I never want you to have sex with him again." The redhead warned, throwing her towel aside and beginning to rub her clit with his now free fingers.

She let out a whimper and gripped the frame for support. "I won't. I promise." She said, lifting her leg and resting her foot against the other side of the doorway to give him better access to her.

He stood quickly, shoving her back into the bathroom. Once the door was shut, Gaara began to pull off his clothing and in no time he was naked before her once more. "Get in the shower." He ordered, pressing against her, crashing his mouth onto hers as they began their first private make-out session.

She wrapped an arm around his neck, pressing against him as they backed into the shower. With her free hand she reached out and turned on the water, the cold liquid hitting them first before slowly warming up. Gaara groaned out, "Oh God." He muttered into her mouth, feeling her hardened nipples against his chest. He switched his attention to her neck, leaving a trail of saliva as he moved down. "How about, after I fuck you this time…you let me take you out on a date?" he smirked, biting down on the swell of her breast.

"How about, we spend all day fucking, and then you can take me out to dinner?" she smirked, lifting a leg and wrapping it around his waist, rubbing against him. "I'll even put on a dress and everything."

Gaara smiled down at her. "I would be honored to be able to take you to dinner." He returned his lips to hers and finally felt the hot water begin to rain over their bodies. He smoothed his hands down her sides and then beneath her knees, one already in place, and picked her up, using the wall to help support her.

She wrapped her other leg around his waist with his assistance, keeping her arms around his neck. She leaned in and kissed him deeply, tangling her tongue with his. "I don't think I want a lot of foreplay this time." She murmured against his lips, rubbing against his arousal with her own.

"I wasn't going too." He told her, breaking their kiss and pressing his forehead against hers. He gripped her thighs more tightly and moved her lower half a bit, before using his angle on her to slide her already moist center onto him.

"You fill me so wonderfully." She smiled, beginning to move against him.

The redhead let out a groan, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he moved up into her the best he could, using his hold on her to his advantage as he moved her up and down on his shaft. And as they made love with one another in the shower, both knew that after this day, their relationship would forever be something more. Because once you've discovered how truly devious a person is, there's just no going back from it.