At Last

At Last, Ch. 2



A/N: Sorry for the long wait… My muse has recently returned to me, so I’m writing and updating everything like crazy. Enjoy!



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The gleam in Gaara’s eyes was oddly reminiscent of the beast that had possessed him mere months before. -I guess it was all for the best in the end, but slitting the snake’s throat and blaming the one tail for it would have been the perfect plan.- His fists clenched as he strode purposefully away from the slurping and sucking noises that were laced with patronizing praises and sick grunts of pleasure.



Kabuto watched from a distance as the Kazekage withheld his murderous rage. -I almost wish he’d do it at this point… I know the only reason that Sasuke’s still here is because he has nowhere else to go. And then, of course, his damned Uchiha pride won’t let him concede such defeat without revenge. There’s no doubt he’d be better off in Suna’s dungeons…- “Kazekage-sama!” He jogged a bit to catch up with the redhead, who all but ignored him. “My name is Kabuto; I’m a medic nin here. Could I show you to your room?” The man didn’t spare him a glance, but nodded stiffly.



They walked quickly in the direction of the guest suites, Gaara ignoring Kabuto’s every attempt to start a conversation. -I wonder if spending the night is the best idea… Perhaps I’ll give him a few hours and then demand an answer tonight.- The pair arrived at their destination as the medic nin gestured toward an ornate door, having gotten the hint that speech was unnecessary. -I need to know…- “Where are Uchiha Sasuke’s rooms?”



Gaara’s uttered question was soft; Kabuto almost didn’t catch it. Even so, he blinked in surprise. -So that’s why he’s here… He…cares? Or does he simply want to be aware of his bearings in case of an attempted attack?- “… Sasuke’s original rooms were here, actually; it’s our finest suite.” -I doubt I’m allowed to disclose Orochimaru’s resting whereabouts…-



“And now?” -I think I can guess… If that’s the case, I may have to bring in my guards to sense his chakra, depending, of course, upon when I get my answer.-



Though the redhead showed no apparent interest, his voice betrayed a hint of hatred as he asked. -He must care… To some extent, anyway. Perhaps he’s come to put Sasuke out of his misery, or remove him from the disgrace of the ninja world… If I assume the worst I’ll be pleasantly surprised.- “He resides in Orochimaru-sama’s chambers most, if not all, of the time.”



The Kazekage tried to contain his disappointment, but he was sure it was easily seen as his shoulders sagged and his eyes closed. “Then when and where does he train?” -I don’t care if this underling has any idea of my intentions; he doesn’t matter… Hell, only Sasuke does.-



“His training is rare and varied…” Gaara glared at the implications being made, but stayed silent. –Jealousy? Then I wonder what he wants… His interest isn’t merely carnal.- “But, late tonight, I imagine he may be found in the lower dungeon, the steps of which are down the hall and to your left.” Kabuto gave an internal smirk as the man brightened a bit. “I’ll come fetch you for dinner later this evening.”



-Tonight… Perfect. I need to speak with him and see just how brainwashed he really is; I need to see if I can count on him to help me save his sanity.-



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The redhead spent the afternoon lying on the bed in his room, occasionally getting up to move around and smell things; he was certain that the pillows still bore a hint of their previous occupant’s scent. Eventually, he fell into a kind of trance with his face buried deep in one of said cushions. His daydreams were that of the past. -I miss those years… Even before I knew what I felt, what my feelings meant, I knew that I wanted him. I didn’t know how, why, but I was sure something was there. Bloodlust was my first hint; I’d never wished to face an opponent as much as I wished to face him; to break him, dominate him, prove to him and to everyone that he belonged to me.- He smiled softly and shivered as the pleasant memories washed over him. -You’re still mine, Sasuke.- A sharp knock at the door startled him out of reverie. -Fucking dungeons; how does anyone ever know what time it is?- Gaara opened the door with a glare in place.



“Lord Kazekage...” Sasuke gave a serene smile and bowed elegantly. “When you didn’t answer immediately I feared you had gone exploring and fallen into trouble.” The redhead was still a bit surprised to see the Uchiha, and stood staring with a mildly dumbstruck expression. -Apparently he was expecting someone else… Is it good or bad that he’s looking at me like that?- After a brief, awkward silence, he continued smoothly. “I apologize for the intrusion, but dinner is beginning as we speak…”



-Wow… I… He’s… His politeness is a bit disconcerting; perhaps there is a planned assassination in store after all.- “It’s no intrusion at all, Uchiha Sasuke, I assure you. Perhaps we could speak in private for a while?” Gaara gestured toward the room behind him. -Don’t question it… Just come in and I’ll know where you stand.-



The raven immediately traded his smile for a smirk and dropped the pleasantries. “If you think that’s genuinely private, you have another thing coming.” -Unfortunately nothing really is around here.- “Shall I tell my master you’re not joining us? He’ll be bitterly disappointed…”



“I’m sure he’ll have something of a similar nature to assuage him.” Gaara snapped back, almost before he could stop himself. -Fuck, I just can’t stand it anymore… I need to get him away now.- Sasuke’s snicker was accompanied by a quick scowl before he wiped himself clear of emotion completely.



“Yeah, I guess he will.” The raven turned to walk away but felt a firm hand grasp his shoulder. -I can’t let him see how much that hurt…- “Let go.” When the other didn’t move, he activated Chidori and took comfort in the feeling of it flowing around him. -This will make him let go.- Nothing happened. -The electric shock should send him flying, so why does he seem unaffected?- He felt a thin stream of sand wind around his neck, making him shudder. -Oh, of course; nothing can actually hurt him… Curses have got to be the cheapest defense ever. It’s interesting to know that he still has so much control over the sand, though; he recovered well from the Akatsuki attack.-



-That was close… He actually could have killed me if I hadn’t been cautious…- “Are you going to talk to me, or not?” The boy gave a low hiss and gave a single, terse nod. -Has it really come to this? I have to threaten his life just to get him to hear what I have to say?- “Good.” The redhead used the coil of sand as a leash and led Sasuke into the room.



Gaara was standing across from him, staring into his eyes. -Fuck this is awkward…- “What did you want to talk about?” The Uchiha’s gaze had dropped to the floor, but rose near simultaneously as he spoke again, this time with a sultry smile. -I’ll beat him at his own game.- “If there’s anything you’d like me to do to you, Lord Kazekage, all you have to do is say the word…” His persona changed instantly and he took a step toward the other male. “Suck, fuck, bend, kneel… Tell me what you desire.” He smirked knowingly and nearly bridged the gap between them. -I guess this is what makes me a whore…-



-His soul isn’t in it. As much as I’d like to fulfill my fantasies and say the magic word of ‘fuck’, I know it would mean nothing; I know it would hurt us both far more than it could help.- “How about ‘speak’? Your eyes are the same, Sasuke. I can still see the loneliness that hides behind them, the loneliness that only I can understand, the loneliness that makes me crave protecting you.” The other merely blinked at him, clearly not expecting such an answer. -I’ll never treat you the way he does.- “I want you to tell me what you’re still doing here, what your plans are, what your direction is…” -Why you don’t run away with me.-



The raven attempted to take a step back, only to find himself secured to the floor with another few coils of that damned sand. -It really does get everywhere.- “I’m afraid I haven’t been taught that command yet… Would you care to try another?”



“Don’t be a smartass. I want to help you…” He brought a hand up to graze the Uchiha’s cheek, brushing his shoulder in the process.



“Tch… Don’t touch me.” -I’d almost forgotten that I practically don’t have a collarbone any more… I never went to see Kabuto after the meeting.- Again he tried to step away, but the sand only gripped him tighter while warm fingers brushed against the fabric of his kimono to uncover the injured area.



The Kazekage blinked in surprise as he beheld the swollen area laced with bruises and broken fragments of bone that lingered beneath the skin at odd angles. -I didn’t think the snake had actually broken anything… And wasn’t that a few hours ago? Their medic seems to be quite the slacker.- “Why hasn’t this been healed yet?” He grazed the injury to receive a hiss of pain.



“Excuse me… I only just woke up from being fucked senseless.” -What is he doing? Is that… Is he concerned? That look on his face…- Sasuke grit his teeth as the older boy felt the area and tried to discern the depth of the damage. “About done, doctor? What the hell is this about, anyway?”



“I cannot bear to see him abuse you this way; I’m taking you with me when I leave.” The pale beauty began protestation, but was silenced as the redhead slid an arm around his waist and pulled him into a hug. -I won’t let you refuse.- He then leaned a bit closer to whisper in Sasuke’s ear. “If you truly are as submissive as you pretend to be, this shouldn’t matter to you. I command you to ‘come’.”



-… Does he realize what he just implied? Let alone everything else… Why would he want me to go with him?- “Oh… I know that one really well.” The Uchiha grinned and rested his head on the Kazekage’s shoulder after whispering his response. “So, you are working with Konoha, then? I wondered when they’d realize that they could never reclaim me alone. And they were getting so -desperate-.” -That must be it; he’s so anxious because it’s a mission and his newfound sense of loyalty is being played upon.-



“I don’t care that they want you too. I don’t blame them for it in the least, but you won’t be returning there for a very long time.” Sasuke immediately ceased his charade and became impassive again as Gaara continued. “I’ll make it clear once and for all: I want you. Not the village, not Konoha, not the dungeons, not the black ops… I’m setting you free for my sake, as well as your own.” -I hope that someday you can trust me and be happy in my arms.- “Now then… We’re beyond later for dinner, I imagine.”



-What the fuck?! He… He can’t mean that he… No. He’s after something… I have to find out what.- “That’s all you wanted to talk about? The threat of asphyxiation got me all excited…”



Gaara was breathing a bit more heavily as he withdrew the sand from the raven’s body. -I want to make this go further… If only we had more time, maybe I could make use of the lavish furniture in here.- He smiled a bit to himself at the thought. -Doubtless everything would smell wonderfully of him then…- “Ah, so that’s another of your many fetishes? What’s on the list so far? Pain, snakes, sand, silk… Anything I missed?”



“Yeah, actually there is.” -So he wants to play? Fine; I can play.- The Uchiha turned to head for the door and swept his hand briskly against the other’s cheek. “I’m a –sucker- for redheads.”



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