The art of sand

A/N: So here is the attempt at GaaraxSai. It is rather hard to create a steady flow and decide on a final story line, so that paired with crazy hours at work I will update slower than usual during the weekdays. Feed back is much appreciated on this one, seeing as I'm not 100% confident on dealing with this pairing.

Chapter2

Sai breathed heavily. Thoughts of the red-haired man moaning beneath him pushed him on. His hand pumped his cock harder as his fantasy played out. Gaara’s eyes half-closed in passion, Sai’s name lingering lustfully on his lips. Sai wondered desperately what the man tasted like. Sai stroked himself faster as he thought of ramming himself into Gaara. He muffled his cries with his free hand, and bit down into the soft flesh between his thumb and forefinger. His fantasy of Gaara soon pushed him to orgasm. He bit hard as a scream ripped away from his throat. He leaned against the side of the bathtub to collect himself. He released the softened member from his hand. He separated his hand from his teeth; his canines had slightly punctured the skin. His vision was slightly blurred from the force of the orgasm. He stared at the forming blood for several long moments before truly comprehending what it was. He looked at the white mess on his hands and jeans.

‘I should get clean,’ he thought.

Sai was pushing off of the bathtub with his back when a knock on the door stopped him dead in his path. He felt the color drain from his face and his previously hot skin cooled rapidly. Another knock.

"Y-yes?" Sai choked out.

"Hurry up, Sai. We have guests."

Sai chewed on the inside of his mouth. He waited for his father’s footsteps to fade away before pulling himself to his feet quickly. He stripped out of his clothes, and turned the hot water on in the shower. He showered quickly, not wishing to press his luck any further. He was found in his room minutes later, towel around his waist, and dirty clothes in his arms. He pushed the soiled jeans into the bottom of his hamper. He found slacks and a white button-up shirt and combed his hair. He was downstairs and presentable before his father’s guests arrived. Sai’s father owned a large advertising company, and the Uchihas were his only true competition. Sai’s father often had the Uchiha family for dinner; Sai had only recently been included. He was lounging in his father’s study when a ring of the doorbell announced the guests’ arrival. Sai straightened himself, and went to stand by his father. The Uchiha family entered and was shown into the small manor. Sasuke was shooting glares at his big brother. Sai smiled at the two. He knew his job was to tend to the brothers while his father talked business. Sai cursed his lack of social skills for the umpteenth time in his life.

"Play nice," Sai teased once the parents were gone.

Sasuke had been aiming a swing at Itachi. Caught off guard by the voice, Sasuke took his eyes off Itachi and paid dearly. Itachi caught Sasuke’s wrist and spun him around to pin the captured hand against his little brother’s back. Sasuke hissed.

"Now, now, Otouto. Let’s not be rude."

Sasuke hissed again as he was pushed forward and released. Sai chuckled and led the way out back. He signaled for food to be brought to the trio outside. Sai could see past the scuffles between brothers. He wondered longingly what that would be like.

"So, the old man finally adopted you for real?" Itachi pried.

"Yes. He needed an heir but refuses to remarry. Can’t say I blame him. Most of those women are quite beautiful, but cruel."

Sasuke snorted into his drink. He cleared his throat and wiped his mouth, attempting to regain a sense of sophistication. Itachi shot him a glare before turning his full attention to Sai.

"Does he have you taking the proper courses to manage a business?"

"Among others."

Itachi nodded approvingly. They talked business, ignoring Sasuke as they ate. When Sai excused himself to freshen up, Sasuke slipped from his seat and followed him. He caught up to Sai and pinned him in a corner.

"Listen, you’re friends with Uzumaki, right?" Sasuke growled.

"Maybe," Sai raised an eyebrow, curious.

"Don’t fuck with me! That damn dobe is the only one who doesn’t see how I feel," Sasuke managed through gritted teeth. "I need your help."

"Naru-chan is with someone," Sai waved, as if to dismiss the younger Uchiha.

"Wh-what?"

Sasuke stepped back. Sai took his chance to walk away and retreat to the restroom. He groaned and leaned over the sink. Gaara had plagued his thoughts every second since he had met the man. Sai shifted his legs to hide the growing erection beneath the stiff black material. He ran the cold water and splashed his face. He frowned at his reflection.

"Since when have emotions decided to grace my life again?" He snarled low.

He left the restroom after drying his face. Sasuke was leaning against the wall, waiting. Sai flashed him a disarming smile.

"I’m not going to break Naru-chan and Hyuuga-san up."

"That’s all I needed. Just a name," Sasuke replied.


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Sai slid into a booth. He watched Gaara smile to the couple at the back table. Sai stared openly as the man bent over to reach for an empty cup. His book sat next to his arm, unopened. He figured people went to cafes to read all the time. It was the perfect cover. Gaara approached him with an amused smile.

"Back so soon?"

"Can’t get enough of those mochas," Sai smiled.

Gaara nodded and went to fetch the drink. Sai clenched his fist when he saw a man with black hair and bushy eyebrows touch Gaara’s shoulder, and laugh as he spoke. Who the fuck was this kid to touch his Gaara? Wait, his? Sai shook his head. The man had not spoken to him more than necessary. Assuming anything just yet would be a sure way to get hurt. Gaara walked out of site behind the counter. The other man came out with the mocha.

"Where’s Gaara?" Sai could not keep the venom from his voice.

He surprised even himself with the tone. The man looked around carefully before sliding into the seat across from Sai.

"You interested?"

Sai blushed, and looked away.

"The name’s Rock Lee! I’m sort of a friend of Gaara’s. Trust me, there isn't anything there. Keep coming to see him. The only other person who does is Naruto."

Lee quickly stood. He gave Sai a wink, thumbs up, and a dazzling white smile before jogging off to the kitchen.