Miserable

Neji looked around the room. He could tell it was the basement of Gaara’s home, the floor was cement and walls were cinder block. Where he sat was on a bed that had white cotton sheets, a comfy, fluffy pillow and a single blanket. The bed itself had its left side pushed against the wall, it had a nice mattress which was very comfortable, the frame was an oak wood and he guessed possibly hand made. There was carpet in a circle around the bed and a night stand next to the headboard, it was a nice little set up, especially the bathroom the was at the foot of the bed.

What pissed him off was the chain.

Gaara had put a shackle on his left ankle, it was not painfully tight, but it would serve to hold him. The chain was long enough that he could use the bathroom, but not even long enough to reach half way across the room, where the stairs to the upper level of the house was.

He had taken his blindfold off after Gaara had come in to inform him that he was going to work.

((Flashback))

“Good morning”

Neji scowled under the blindfold, he was taking this psycho down. He had been tired and scared last night, now he had gotten his head together.

He heard Gaara set a tray down on the night stand and felt a weight on the bed next to him. He had already discovered that he was chained to the wall, but if he knew his crazy people, Gaara would probably keep the key on him as a sign of power.

“How did you sleep?”

Neji didn’t answer, but sat straight up and threw a punch in the direction of the voice. His fist hit the boy’s chest and he twisted around and was up on his haunches, his hands went immediately for the blindfold and he froze.

There was something pushing against his forehead, something cold, something metal, something that in his years of training had come to recognize immediately.

“Do you feel this?” Came Gaara’s voice, he sounded angry again, “This is a 9mm Beretta. Keep the blindfold on Neji; please don’t make me kill you”

The Hyuuga was breathing slowly, and he moved slowly to sit back down in a non-threatening position. Gaara seemed satisfied and the gun was moved away from his forehead.

“I’m no fool Neji, I know you, I know you can fight”

Neji scowled and was struck hard in the stomach with the gun. He wheezed and doubled over, clutching his
gut, “What the fuck!”

Gaara grabbed his hair and jerked his head up, “I love you so much Neji,” his voice sounded far more sorrowful than angry now, “I love you...”

Neji felt soft kisses on his bare shoulder and a hand caressing his stomach, “Here, I brought you breakfast”

He felt steam near his face and inhaled. It was oatmeal, topped with cinnamon and strawberries. The dish was moved away, and another was brought up under his nose, Neji sniffed this too and almost gasped, Gevalia Kafe Espresso Roast, “My favorite”

He heard a small chuckle, “I know”

He heard the clink of a spoon against glass, “Open your mouth”

Neji complied and tasted some of the most delicious cooking ever to enter his mouth. He swallowed and opened his mouth again for another bite. It went like that until the entire meal was gone, then Gaara helped Neji drink the coffee.

The Hyuuga sighed contentedly, he was still going to come up with a way to escape, but at least until he did he could look forward to damn good food.

“I have to go to work,” murmured Gaara leaning closer, “So I’ll be back around four”

He kissed Neji softly, but when he failed to get a response, his temper rose once again.

Neji gasped when he felt his hair being pulled once again, only this time it was the hair on the back of his head. He felt Gaara’s tongue entering his mouth and resisted the urge to bite the boy, not wanting to get his head blown off. “Kiss me” Gaara breathed into his mouth.

Neji frowned, but did so, not wanting to get hit again. He felt Gaara’s hand on the back of his neck, pulling him slightly forward and keeping them together. Neji hesitated, then slid his hands up his chest, feeling the material of a shirt, and with his right hand, a name tag.

Gaara groaned into the kiss and eased the Hyuuga, who was wearing only dark blue pajama pants, so that he was laying on the bed with Gaara over him. “Bye, I love you” He murmured standing up and leaving.

((End Flashback))

Neji rubbed his eyes; he was really annoyed that he couldn’t even see the face of his captor. But that also served to give him more hope that Gaara meant to keep him alive. After all, why go through all the trouble of keeping him blind and then killing him to get away?

He tugged idly at the chain, already knowing it was stuck firmly to the wall. He was really bored; it had to have been four hours that he had been gone already!

As if on cue, his stomach growled. Neji scowled; oh Gaara was getting an earful for this when he got home! If he claimed to love him so much than he could at least have to foresight and decency to leave him a power bar or something!

~*~*~*~*~

Gaara glared at the blond in front of him, he had gone to lunch thinking that maybe Naruto had finally given up, and in his relief, hadn’t noticed said person sneaking up behind him. This time he was trying to get him to go see a movie, he almost laughed, Neji’s brand new movie.

Opening day was next week and he had already bought a ticket, though he wasn’t sure if he was still going to see it. After all, he had his very own private Hyuuga Neji at home. He sighed softly at the memory.

“Is that a happy face I see?” asked Naruto snapping him out of his thoughts, “IS THAT A YES?”

The redhead’s eyes twitched, “Uzumaki...” He growled, “If I go, this once. Will you promise to Leave. Me. Alone?”

The blond nodded vigorously, “I promise! I swear! If you don’t have great time, I’ll leave you alone!”

Gaara sighed, “Fine. I’ll go, but I already have a ticket for the 6:15pm showing. I’ll be there half an hour early. Happy?”

Naruto grinned, “Yes! And I’ll buy the snacks! Anything you want! Well, actually Sasuke will buy the snacks, SO
DOUBLE ANYTHING YOU WANT!” He was bouncing up and down in excitement, and then he stopped, “Hey Gaara...”

“What?”

“How come you never eat at lunch?”

The redhead rolled his eyes in annoyance and stood up walking back to the store. Naruto was left sitting in the gazebo that was in the park across the street, where Gaara had been when he found him.

((Time Skip 3 hours))

He was on his way home, work was over and he was stuck going to the movies next Thursday with two idiots that he worked with, from what he could understand Sasuke was coming too. At least he knew he had someone waiting for him to come home. He subconsciously pressed down more on the gas pedal, now in even more of a hurry to get home.

He saw his house and eased off the gas pedal, pulling to a stop in his gravel driveway.

He opened the door and was greeted with silence. Not at all disturbed, he headed for the kitchen, where he pulled some ingredients out of the fridge.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Neji looked up at the ceiling, there were footsteps. He frowned, it was about damn time! He was hungry! Seven hours, SEVEN HOURS! HE HAD BEEN LIVING OFF TAP WATER FROM THE SINK IN THE BATHROOM! That was not right, not for someone as pampered as himself.

After about forty five minutes, he heard the door knob at the top of the stairs being jiggled; he quickly put the blindfold back on and crawled under the blanket. He had taken a shower to pass the time earlier, but had been disgusted at the thought of putting on dirty clothes afterwards. He would have to remember to mention that later, providing Gaara didn’t go psycho on him.

“How are you Neji?”

He resisted the urge to snort, ‘I’m being held hostage at gun point by some crazy guy who claims to love, how the FUCK do you think I am!’, “I’m fine”

“You sound angry,” He felt a weight next to him again and smelled a delicious aroma, “I’m sorry I forgot to leave you something to eat. My morning had been so hectic,” His voice sounded remorseful at least, “I promise it won’t happen again” He tugged on the blanket the Neji had pulled over his head, but the Hyuuga held it in place
steadfastly.

“I made some beef stew”

“...” Slowly, Neji stuck his head out from under the blanket and would have eyed the dish hungrily had he not been wearing that stupid thing over his eyes. He sat up and leaned against the headboard, making sure that the blanket still covered his lower half. He reached out but he heard Gaara chuckle.

“Open your mouth”

His lips twisted as his face turned sour, “Are you going to be spoon feeding me the whole time?”

“I can’t think of any other way for you to eat when you can’t see” The voice almost held some humor, informing Neji that he wasn’t angry at the moment. Wanting to keep this so that he might start asking for more clothes as well, he opened his mouth for the food.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Gaara smiled, his angel was practically inhaling the food. He was glad that Neji liked it, he had cooked a lot when he was younger, and when he ate now he cooked it as well.

When the food was gone he placed the bowl on the floor near the bed and sighed, just content to look at the older man. His hair looked a little less kept, and he could see that the brunette was naked under the blanket.

He licked his lips at the thought, his very own Hyuuga Neji was right there, naked, on a bed.

“Hey,” said Neji seemingly trying to choose his words carefully, “I’m assuming that you work pretty often,
right?”

Gaara tilted his head to the side with slight confusion, “That is correct”

“Right, so I was wondering, since you won’t always be around, if you wouldn’t mind leaving more clothes for me to change into. You know, if I shower or something”

The redhead frowned, “I don’t know if I will do that. You might hang yourself like the others”

He saw Neji stiffen, “You’ve done this before?”

Gaara gawked at him for a moment and then began to laugh heartily, “No, no I haven’t! But I’ve seen movies”
Neji licked his lips and Gaara couldn’t tell whether he seemed relieved or not.

The Hyuuga lay back down on the bed and stretched, not noticing how the blanket slid further down his stomach. “Well I won’t,” he said, “I have too much to live for. I wouldn’t just throw my life away” He snorted and bent his legs, causing the blanket to move more.

Gaara sighed, “You’re so beautiful...” He murmured running his fingers over the delicate skin of Neji’s chest, “But of course you know that”

He could see that the other was trying to hold still and felt hurt stab in his chest, “Neji?”

“Gaara... When are you going to let me go?”

The stab turned into burning that was clouding his mind, “What are you talking about?” He growled, “Why do you have to leave? YOU’RE MINE AREN’T YOU?!”

The clouding of his head was so painful and he couldn’t help himself, he hit Neji hard in his face, and then in his stomach which the older had been trying to hide earlier.

Neji curled into a ball and tried to pull the blanket back over himself. Gaara’s eyes narrowed as he yanked the blanket off and threw it on the ground. The brunette seemed to get angry and Gaara jumped back off the bed just in time to dodge a kick from the brunette’s right leg.

“What the fuck is your problem!”

Gaara didn’t answer, but pulled his gun out of the back of his belt. He pointed it and pulled the trigger.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Neji jumped and then cowered into the pillow. Gaara had just shot the wall and some dust and small pieces of brick hit his back and the bed behind him. He was trembling back, he never knew he could be so scared, but something was screaming in his head that the danger Gaara was emanating was far worse than anything he had ever encountered.

“I’m sorry” He whispered

He felt Gaara’s hand on his back, rubbing it in a soothing gesture. He slightly uncurled from his acquired fetal position, allowing the hand to touch his face. He was still shaking, but he leaned into it.
Gaara kissed him softly, moving to lie on top of him. He sat up slightly and pulled his shirt and then laid back down on the Hyuuga, wrapping his arms around the other’s waist and pulling him close.

Neji whimpered at the feel of skin against skin. He heard a soft thud on the carpet and it dimly registered in his mind that Gaara dropped the gun. The thud was followed by the sound of Gaara removing his belt and pants.
He took Neji’s hands put them on his chest, licking the Hyuuga’s lips before forcing his tongue into the other’s mouth.

Neji gulped as his captor explored his mouth and ran his hands along his sides.

Gaara grabbed Neji’s thighs and opened his legs so that he could rest comfortably between them. He moved away from the Hyuuga’s mouth and began to kiss down his neck. The brunette turned his to stare at the wall, unknowingly encouraging Gaara.

Neji arched his back when Gaara’s mouth covered him, he let out a breathy moan and resisted the urge to push up his blindfold and look down at the other.

Gaara began to suck, bobbing his head up and down, in a slow motion that made Neji’s head spin. The Hyuuga reached down and grabbed the other’s hair, pulling him closer. He could feel Gaara smile and then he felt one hand his thigh and the other begin to massage his balls.

He was writhing by the time his captor pulled away.

“Gaara?”

He heard a chuckle and felt Gaara lean over the side of the bed. After a moment he leaned back up. There was a pause and then he could feel the other shifting and stiffened.

“What are you doing?” He hissed

Gaara didn’t answer, but inserted another finger, stretching the Hyuuga more. Neji tried to move away but was still pinned to the bed, “What are you doing!”

Gaara leaned closer and the brunette felt the boy’s hot breath on his ear, “Just relax,” he whispered, adding another finger, “This will feel good for both of us”

Neji arched his back up as a sharp pain coursed through his body, a fire that felt as if it were tearing him in half. He tried to move away, only to have the pain increase.

Gaara was completely sheathed in him, holding completely still, except for some small trembling. Neji held his breath, “It hurts...” He said, his tone practically pleading the other to pull back out. “Gaara!”

He felt the body over his twitch, “Shhh,” said the heavy voice next to his ear, “I said relax”

Neji gasped as Gaara pulled half way out and then pushed back in. He whimpered, but he was getting used to it.
A hand made itself known on his erection, stroking him roughly. His breath began to come out in pants, “Gaara...”
Gaara only growled in response. Neji lifted his hips, finally used to the feeling of Gaara inside of him. The response was the other boy’s control snapping. The next thing Neji knew, Gaara was pounding in and out of him. He pushed up against the other body, throwing his head back and moaning loudly. His arms found their way around Gaara’s neck, as he clutched to him desperately.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Gaara groaned in his angel’s ear, it was so hot and tight inside of him, he couldn’t help the noises coming out of his mouth. He thrust back in, grunting as Neji dug his nails into his back.

He didn’t mind that though, all that mattered was that Neji was there. He was fisting Neji roughly, causing the brunette to writhe and moan underneath him.

Suddenly he felt the boy underneath him stiffen, and he felt the Hyuuga’s seed spatter on their stomachs. He choked on his breath when the velvet walls clamped hard around him, almost painfully so, and he reached his peak as well.

Gaara pulled out and they lay there panting for a few minutes.

The redhead lay to the side of Neji and traced his lips, watching his face with an admiring gaze. Neji whimpered and puckered his lips slightly and Gaara felt his heart clench. He quickly drew his hand away, causing another desperate sound to emit from the Hyuuga’s throat.

“Kiss me?” Came the soft voice, and he complied. He leaned over and kissed his beautiful angel softly on the lips.

He felt his stomach do summer-salts when Neji sighed contentedly and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Neji opened his mouth to Gaara and licked his lips, “Kiss me!” This time it wasn’t a request. Gaara opened his mouth and their tongues tangled together.

The Sabaku grabbed fistfuls of the long, dark hair and pulled him closer. When the kiss finally ended, both were breathless once more.

Gaara was lying with his head in the crook of Neji’s neck. He wrapped his arms around the brunette’s waist and smiled, “I love you Neji”

Neji only shifted in response, pulling Gaara closer in his sleep. The redhead blushed and snuggled back up to the Hyuuga.