Taiikusai

I know it's a long story, but I wanted to add something to wrap up a few things from the end of the story. Hope you enjoy. :)

Taikusai Epilogue


Graduation 2010

Gaara’s hand slipped against the tile. His palm was sweaty despite his breath fogging with each warm puff exhaled into the cold February morning. His thighs clenched with the effort of holding himself up, knees bending just a little more with each swipe of a skillful tongue.

His other hand dug into those blond locks, groaning when his lover licked a particularly sensitive spot just below the swollen tip of his member. For once he cursed that the warm mouth bringing him to the edge had grown so skilled at this. He had hoped it would last longer, but Naruto’s tongue had other ideas. He tried to hush his whimpers as Naruto took nearly all of him into the warm shelter between tongue and teeth, making Gaara double over like a virgin being blown for the first time.

“I’m close,” he whispered harshly, digging his nails into Naruto’s shoulder. Naruto gave a decidedly wicked twirl of his tongue before diving back down to take Gaara deep into his mouth. He picked up the speed with which he made his assault, slowing only when Gaara’s whimpers became more guttural. He paused when Gaara’s body stiffened completely, swallowing the bursts issued from the pulsing erection. Gaara leaned back against the bathroom stall, chuckling in slight amazement.

“My legs are tingling,” he said with surprise, shuddering a little when Naruto pulled off of his softening member.

“Maybe it was extra hot because it’s the last time we’ll get to do this at school?” Naruto grabbed some tissue to wipe his mouth. He stood up and stretched out his legs, groaning when a few muscles protested squatting so long.

“Maybe,” Gaara said. He tucked his shirt back him and zipped up his fly. “I hope my suit isn’t dirty,” he said. Naruto chuckled as he straightened out his own uniform.

“I thought that’s why we left your jacket in the classroom.” Naruto opened up the stall door, poking his head out cautiously before exiting completely. “Coast is clear.” He walked over to the sink to wash his hands and fix his hair. “By the way, I’ll be lucky if my scalp isn’t bleeding,” he teased. “Next time I’m clipping your nails first.”

“Next time we do this in a school bathroom?” Gaara smirked. Naruto shot him a look.

“You know what I mean.” He checked his reflection in the mirror. “I’m all set. Ready to go?” Gaara took his hand and nodded.

Neji ran into them half way down the hall. “There you are! It’s about time,” he said out of breath. “Everyone is lining up!”

Both boys exchanged looks of panic. “I’ll see you inside!” Naruto declared before dashing down the hall. He headed straight for the gymnasium trying not to imagine how murdered he would be if he was late. A wall of students blocked him as he approached the gym entrance, each third year class lined up in pairs. They shivered with cold and excitement, chatting about their party plans or commenting on each other’s clothes. None of them paid attention to the teachers standing guard waiting for the sign to wave them all inside. Naruto was relieved that they hadn’t actually started the ceremony yet, pushing his way through the lines and fighting his way to the front. He sighed in relief when he made it to the actual gym, walking at a brisk pace down the center aisle amidst curious glances from parents in the audience. He waved to the few classmates he recognized, trying to smile as though everything was going according to plan while speed walking to his seat at the front. Sasuke was there waiting.

“You were supposed to be here fifteen minutes ago,” he said with a familiar irate tone. Sasuke shoved a graduation program into his hands, still glaring.

“I got carried away with my good-byes,” Naruto smiled sheepishly. He accepted the program and pulled out another piece of paper from his own pocket. Sasuke glanced over at the entrance where Iruka-sensei was stationed. He signaled with his hands to show all was ready to proceed forward and was given a thumbs up by the smiling disciplinarian. Sasuke shoved Naruto towards the stage mumbling “they’re ready” before Naruto could make any angry retorts. He swallowed his comment, climbed the few steps up to the stage and approached the mic at the stadium.
He flipped the mic on and stared out at the full gym, and gulped. “If I may have your attention,” he said calmly despite how nervous he really was. I’d like to welcome all you parents, teachers and especially students,” he beamed. His voice carried through the gymnasium, grabbing the attention of the shifting audience. Those milling around found a seat and parents began to face forward. Naruto tried not to sweat at the sight of so many pairs of eyes concentrated on him. And though he had a nice welcoming statement completely written out on his index card, he completely froze and only remembered the end.

“I am your school president, Uzumaki Naruto,” he continued, “and it is with great pleasure that I welcome Konoha Gakuin’s graduating class of 2010.” He gestured towards the back of the room where the graduates waited to enter. The brass band struck up their rendition of Pomp and Circumstance while the first class of seniors began the march to their seats.

Naruto exited the stage quietly, confident that the eyes in the auditorium were no longer concentrated on him. Cameras flashed as parents beamed at their smiling children, trying to capture their moment of glory.

“How was that Mr. Vice President?” Naruto whispered.

“Effective,” Sasuke replied. “Did it take you all night to write that opening?” Sasuke deadpanned.

Naruto chuckled nervously. The laughter died when he spotted Gaara in his stylish black suit. He smiled with pleasure as he soaked up his presence, thinking how fun it would be to take that suit off, no matter how hot he looked in it.

“Please don’t fantasize about others in front of me,” Sasuke interrupted the daydream. “If you start nose bleeding, you’re not touching my handkerchief.” Naruto had the decency to blush.


Naruto finished the closing statements quickly, smiling at the graduates exiting the way they came. Parents and students followed after them, rushing back to the classrooms for pictures and greetings. Naruto chased after them as soon as he could make his escape, ignoring Sasuke’s angry yells and heading straight for the stairs to the second floor. This passage was a little less crowded, the bridge connecting the building leading him straight to the main structure. He crossed over to the south wing where Gaara’s classroom was located, weaving in and out of the crowds still milling in the hallway. He arrived in time to find Gaara posing for photos, three girls clinging to available arm space with their free hands holding up peace signs. Gaara tried to look undisturbed between them.

“Uzumaki-kun!” they all screamed when they saw him. “Come here and take pictures with us!” they chimed in unison. He thought about protesting, not wanting to rob Gaara of all the attention, but skinny arms managed to drag him to Gaara’s side and shove him in the middle. He smiled reluctantly at the flashing camera. “Come on Uzumaki-kun, smile!” the camera woman said. “Aren’t you happy to be with Gaara-kun?” she teased, holding up the camera for one more shot. “Hug him, hold his hand, something!” she directed.

Naruto blushed and looked at Gaara bashfully. P.D.A was still a rare occasion, especially at school.

“Yeah,” another girl chimed in, “show us that rabu rabu!” she held up a new camera, waiting for them to pose. Gaara shrugged his shoulders, not sure what they wanted, but Naruto started to have an idea. Smiling mischievously, he grabbed Gaara by the waist and arched his back, dipping him like a dancer. Startled, Gaara clasped onto Naruto’s shoulders as he tried to balance himself. The girls immediately went wild, snapping pictures with camera phones, disposables and digital cameras as more girls joined in on the fun.

Naruto’s right arm began to ache and he had to pull Gaara back up. He helped him up to his feet, muttering an apology for surprising him like that. Gaara rolled his eyes, but did so smiling.

Requests for more poses were honored with a few more dramatic expressions. Naruto became increasingly creative, much to Gaara’s chagrin and it was only when he struggled to maintain a straight face that he decided they had enough. They rounded things out with a few more traditional group shots instead.

“What will you two do now that Gaara-kun is leaving,” one bold senior asked out of the blue. Naruto thought about not answering, but a ring of expectant faces were suddenly fixated on him. Naruto looked at his boyfriend, considering his answer.

“Well, it’s not like he’s moving to another country,” he said. “Toudai is in Tokyo after all.” Everyone nodded. “We plan to keep on trying,” he smiled. A chorus of “aww”s rose up in unison. “Besides,” Naruto said confidently, “we’ll both be busy studying. And in a year, we’ll both be attending Toudai.”

“That’s so romantic,” one girl said. “Hey, Takumi, why can’t you be more romantic like that,” she yelled across the hall. A tall boy with spiky brown hair turned and rolled his eyes.

“Oi, Sabaku, stop making the rest of us look bad,” he teased.

“Like it’s hard,” Gaara countered. The other boy puffed up in mock anger, but quickly lost to laughter.

“But aren’t you worried that Uchiha-kun will try to steal your boyfriend while you’re gone?” the same girl continued.

“Mari!” her friend sounded scandalized. But Gaara and Naruto only smiled.

“He’ll try,” Gaara agreed, amused by the idea. “But he has a big obstacle in his way,” Gaara glanced at Naruto knowingly. The girls looked to Naruto for the answer.

“My hot, new roommate,” Naruto answered suggestively. Mari begged for more information, but Naruto firmly refused to say anything more on the topic. “Well, I gotta get going,” he said regretfully. “Student council business,” he winked. He gave Gaara a hug, leaning close enough to whisper in his ear. “See you at home?” Gaara nodded into his shoulder. Naruto let go, waving to his other sempai and returning in the direction of the gym. Sasuke-teme would no doubt be livid that Naruto had ditched him instead of cleaning up like he was supposed to. But no matter, he thought, there were more important things to worry about today and Sasuke would just have to get over it.

Naruto whistled cheerfully, thinking about all the stuff he’d have to move out tonight and all the porn he’d have to throw away. It was a good thing that Gaara was a minimalist or they would be fighting over close space in no time. Naruto walked with an extra bounce in his step, mirroring the excitement of seniors and their parents in the halls.

A hot roommate indeed.