to break again

sango: so...another chapter *laughs nervously*



hitsugi: why are you acting so strange sango-san?



sango: have you seen mulle-sans review!? she's scary...



hitsugi: o.O you took down a tyyraneous CHIBI sango and you're afraid of a reviewer?



sango: yes



hitsugi:O.O oh....okay then...



CHIBI Sango: so yea....this chapter is sorta long....and there will be advertisement later-- im warnig you now...



hitsugi: where did you come from?



CHIBI Sango: nowhere.... but yea... mulle chan, dont worry, those explanations will come later and thanks

nikkie san for the non drugged cookies...



sango: *still huddled in a corner*...what she said....





on with the fic









“Sure, but it would have to go on your permanent record.” They all looked at him perplexed.





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11





“This is not funny Kakashi.” Sasuke said as he gripped the metal bars separating Gaara, Neji, Sasuke, and a sleeping Naruto from the rest of the police station as they were taken to a jail cell.



“Now boys, I don’t condone prison sex, but seeing as how you’re not really arrested, you can have some fun…just be sure to use a condom.” Three red faced 26 year olds stared at him, as they sputtered curses and ‘how dare yous’ at the detective, who ignored them and continued on his merry way.



Of course—there were only two cots; they weren’t even deemed of being called beds, that’s the first thing Sasuke noticed. They were being forced to share beds, but they were at a standstill as to who would sleep with Naruto. It seemed that it was a moot point fighting over who slept with Naruto seeing as he had asked for Sasuke and had asked gone to the raven’s arms time and again. The brunette and the redhead knew when they were defeated. Naruto lay curled in a ball in the center of one of the tiny cots—this was jail after all. Sasuke would have smirked at having been able to sleep pressed up against Naruto, as he would be forced to in this situation, but present circumstances made the smirk impossible.



“Damn.” The Hyuuga whispered. Gaara looked over at him with a raised eyebrow, making eye contact.



“I don’t snore.” The Sabaku said dead panned, as though the lack of noise would make the night bearable. The Hyuuga looked at him as though he’d sprouted another eye and started to chuckle. Gaara’s brow rose higher and he decide to ignore the brunette as he said, “I prefer the wall.”



Neji’s eyes narrowed as he gave a sardonic expression.



“I’d better not fall, Sabaku.” Neji said walking towards the small cot, getting there in three steps. Gaara came up behind him, almost flush against him.



“Don’t worry, Neji” he purred the other’s name, “I’ll make sure to hold you tight.” A shiver ran down his spine and his eyes widened then fluttered shut at the animalistic sexual aura that Gaara exuded. But being a Hyuuga, and mostly seme—he’d only bottomed for one of his partners and that had been many years ago—he became indignant at the redhead’s insinuation.



“You wish I’d bottom for you.” He snorted.



“Actually, yes.” The redhead purred, pressing into him, hips rubbing into his backside in a crude display of dominance. He gently pulled Neji’s hair aside and lightly bit his lobe, sending another powerful shiver down the brunette’s spine. This time, though he was embarrassed as soon as the sound escaped his mouth, Neji gasped.



“Would you two get a room already?! It’s bad enough that you’re doing exactly what Kakashi said, but I have to listen to this, too?” The raven said agitated.



“Oh please, Uchiha. If we weren’t here, you’d be in Naruto’s pants.” The redhead said turning and looking him with an almost scornful expression on his usually blank face.



“Who said that I wouldn’t do him with you watching?” The raven taunted knowing that the redhead wanted to be in his place—if it were another situation and maybe even if it weren’t another situation.



Naruto stirred then, the blonde waking and almost subconsciously responding to the tense aura in the little room. The first thing he saw was a taught butt in front of him and immediately recognized Sasuke. He then noticed that the raven was squaring off with Gaara, the redhead staring unblinking as a slightly amused Hyuuga peeked behind the redhead’s shoulder.



“What’s going on?” Naruto asked sleepily, unknowingly breaking the tension in the small cell.



“Nothing’s wrong.” Sasuke deflected as he went to sit next to the blonde and helped him sit up. Naruto looked around him and he went from perplexed to concerned.



“Why are we in a jail cell?”



“This was Kakashi’s brilliant idea.”



“Huh?”



“We’re to stay here until they’re ready to come pick us up.” Neji supplied from his spot behind Gaara. Naruto was tempted to ask ‘why’ but he knew it was a moot point. Kakashi knew what he was doing and he would get these three to back him up, not to mention Iruka. If it weren’t so logical, he would be stubborn in going against their wishes.



He sighed as though under a great burden.



“Whatever.” He mumbled and turned away from them, closing in on himself in a tight ball as close to the wall as he could. He just wanted to shut the world off for a few more hours before he had to go on the run from his psychotic brother.



Sasuke stared dejectedly at the blonde knowing he couldn’t do anything to ward off his worries. Instead he went to lie down next to Naruto, pulling the blonde from his ball shape and easing him to lie against him. Naruto sighed and snuggled deeper into Sasuke’s warmth, the raven’s mere presence able to block out the demon that was Kyuubi.



“You think he’s looking for me right now?” Naruto said, unable to stop the question from popping out of his mouth. He felt Sasuke stiffen against him but knew that the raven wouldn’t lie to him. Of course, he’d been wrong before.



“No. Don’t think about that and go to sleep. You’re tired.” Sasuke tried to shield Naruto from his past; no one could say that Sasuke didn’t protect the blonde. However lying to him wasn’t helping him.



“Sasuke-teme, you’re a bad liar.” The blonde said jokingly—another defense mechanism of his—wanting to forget he'd ever said anything.



“Dobe.” Sasuke said lightly. The insults were more like endearments to them, making the other know they were cared for, in their own twisted way.



Neji stared at Sasuke and Naruto and couldn’t help the pang of sadness that spread through him. He knew the blonde wasn’t for him, yet he couldn’t help the attraction he had for Naruto. But he stared at the back of Gaara’s head and contemplated what the redhead said earlier. He sighed before turning around and sitting on the cot, waiting for Gaara to take his place, unless he wanted the other the straddle him to get to the wall.



Gaara turned to Neji and lifted a brow, his thoughts along the same lines as the brunette’s by the sound of that sigh, only slightly more pessimistic—he wanted to be the one who shared friendly banter with the blonde as a form of comfort. But alas, he wasn’t who the blonde wanted. And he could live with that so long as Sasuke took good care of his sunshine. He took his place by the wall and turned his back to the pale eyed brunette, no longer in the mood to make lewd comments. Neji lay beside him and almost fell off the cot.



“Dammit” He swore. This was not going to work. He turned to Gaara who was facing the wall making himself as small as possible.



“Gaara.” He said, waiting until the other acknowledged him. Gaara grunted, not feeling like doing much more than that.



“I’m falling off the bed. You need to turn around.” Gaara sighed but did as he was told only to be surprised when the Hyuuga burrowed against him, winding an arm around his back, pressed so close that their breaths mingled.



Gaara had the strangest urge to kiss the Hyuuga. Everything he had said before had been in jest. But now he was wondering if there was some truth of wanting the brunette pinned beneath him while he pounded into him. He felt his cock stirring at the alluring images his imagination was throwing at him, but took a deep breath trying to calm down.



That had been a mistake. The intake of breath had caused him to push against Neji, sending the other on a one way trip to meet the floor. Gaara grabbed the tipping brunette around the waist, pinning his arm down, clutching him to him in a powerful grip, causing Neji to grip him in return with the only extremity that wasn’t bound—his leg. They ended in a very compromising situation, what with Gaara grabbing Neji around the waist while the brunette had his leg curled around the redhead’s thigh and butt in a tight embrace, his face buried in the redhead’s neck. He had barely stopped himself from emitting that girly squeal he knew would have slipped out if he didn’t bite his lip.



It was then that Neji noticed the increasingly hardening bulge poking against his now open legs. He blushed, glad that –for the moment- his face was hidden in Gaara’s neck. He coughed, timidly pulling away, half afraid he was going to fall again, and began letting his leg fall from Gaara’s. The redhead had yet to give him use of his arms again.



“Um, Gaara? You can let go now.” Trying to disengage from the redhead’s hold.



“You’ll fall.” Gaara said pragmatically, only giving him use of his arms while maintaining the possessive arm around his waist. Thinking better, Gaara let go of Neji’s waist, grabbing the leg that had fallen from his thigh and setting it on his hip before returning his arm to the brunette’s midsection. Once again, they were flushed against each other, only this time it was on purpose. The Hyuuga started protesting— Gaara thought it was squawking, but he wouldn’t say it to the prissy Hyuuga’s face, knowing there would be a lot of ruffled feathers—but Gaara cut him off.



“It will be better this way.” He said shortly, finalizing the conversation. Within minutes he had begun to doze.



See, Gaara could be a mean son of a gun when he wanted to be, in that strong and silent type way (though he didn’t look strong, he packed quite a punch), and he was always brooding—in that goth type way of his—but one thing that you never counted on was what Gaara looked like when he slept. And Gaara slept like the dead. He had been an insomniac for years (mostly related to Naruto, but he slept few hours naturally) but now was learning proper sleep, and when he slept, nothing short of an earthquake woke him.



But the man looked beautiful when he slept. Neji had always known the redhead was hot—you’d have to be blind not to see. But he had never seen Gaara sleep before, and while it worried him a little that he fell asleep so quickly and wouldn’t stir—looked more like he was in a coma than asleep—his face resembled that of a sleeping child. Most people couldn’t associate Gaara with adorable, but the proof was staring Neji in the face—quite literally too. His alabaster skin was flawless, and so smooth, like a baby’s backside. (Though, why that ridiculous analogy was created--comparing someone's face with a child's butt-- was beyond him, and yet it was smooth.) Gaara's green eyes were hidden behind the excessive amount of makeup he continued to wear although he claimed he wasn’t a goth anymore. His red hair lay in a silky mop atop his head, a few tendrils falling to his forehead and Neji’s hand itched to brush it away. His nose was straight and slightly rounded at the tip, and his lips were beckoning Neji to kiss them. While the upper lip was a little thin, the redhead’s full bottom lip gave him the appearance as though he were pouting, which only gave the redhead a that much hotter, kissable mouth. But Neji refrained, using willpower he didn’t know he had.



The redhead may exude sex, but he would have to be one hell of a seme to get Neji to bottom for him.



With that final thought, Neji drifted off to sleep as well, knowing that their ride would arrive soon and their lives will once again be changed forever. He cursed himself for thinking such inappropriate things and forgetting all about Naruto. He sighed again as sleep gradually claimed him, thoughts of tomorrow and what they were going to do, where they were going and how they were going to get rid of Kyuubi circling around his head, making him almost dizzy. But he left the worrying—for now—to Iruka. Naruto’s chichiu would know what to do. Had already done everything possible at the moment. All they had to do was wait. In the meantime, they were going to sleep.



Kyuubi couldn’t get to them in a jail cell.



With that last comforting thought, Neji breathed deep as darkness consumed him, falling into a dreamless sleep.







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Sango: cant stop oggling hitsugi-sama. (in case you're wondering, yes, hitsugi is a real person...so effin sexy...he belongs to a japanese visual kei band called naitomea(nightmare)for those of you who havent heard of it...they do the opening and ending song for Death Note-which i also dont own)



hitsugi:*becomes nervous* uh...yes...but that is for another time, sango-san. and i doubt people would want to know that.



sango: nonsense hitsugi sama. everyone sould know about you and the rest of naitomea. actually, when i think about it, i can relate you each to a naruto character



hitsugi:o.O naruto?



sango: yes. strangely enough, there are alot of similarities between the guys of naitomea and the naruto characters.



hitsugi: such as?



sango: well... Yomi would be naruto



hitsugi: i can actually see that.



sango: obviously. ruka would be shikamaru. ni~ya would be sasuke...you know, the bad boy... *drools*



hitsugi:o.O *wait, doesnt she obsess over me?*



sango: yes...anywhoo... sakito would be neji. he's so pretty and....yea...hes neji.



hitsugi: so then who would i be



sango: i had a hard time deciding that. it was between shino and gaara.



hitsugi: *appalled* what!?



sango: well....you're so silent and stuff.... and you would be a cute chibi gaara... and the make up and

stuff...so yea...i finally decided that if you could be a naruto character you would be gaara.



[by the way...the naitomea guys own themselves and i hold no association to them other than my own hallucinations (and slavery is illegal)



i love their music and theyre all so gorgeous and there is so much yaoi potential for them.... *drools* you should see the way these guys act around each other ...lol...

if you wanna see naitomea here they are:http://media.photobucket.com/image/naitomea/tsu-heart_of_hizumi/Naitomea/01naito.jpg?o=248 and here is hitsugi san..i had a hard time picking the perfect one...but this is as close to it as i got..hes crazy, beautiful and just plain weird at times:http://media.photobucket.com/image/hitsugi/rinne_08/j-rock%20-%20Nightmare/Revelation%20Photobook/-Hitsugi-/revelation_hitsugi_0.jpg?o=14



NAITOMEA LOVE FOREVER!!!!

.....

wait...CAN i do this here??



oh well