A Question of Love

Omatase shimashita! Sorry for the wait. Here is the last chapter. Hope you enjoy it ^^
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Masashi Kishimoto. I neither own rights to nor profit through screwing with these characters.

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Naruto wheeled away, pedaling backwards in horror. *THIS* wasn’t supposed to happen!!

“Oh, you are too.”

Naruto’s eyes dropped to his own crotch where a visible bulge had started.

“Gyaah!! I AM a super pervert!!”

“Does this make us both gay? It’s not perverted if we’re both gay.” Gaara fixed him with that lustful gaze. “Now get back here.”

Naruto shook his head adamantly.

Something close to anger flashed in his eyes. But before Gaara could pursue that dark road, he stopped himself and all the anger faded to sadness.

“I’m not desirable?”

Naruto stopped sputtering and all the fight melted out of him.

“No! That’s not..”

“If I were… a girl… would you have wanted me?”

Gaara was still too weak to use much of his chakra, but he sent a few wisps of sand to caress Naruto’s cheek.

“Kiss me.” Less demand. More pleading.

Naruto didn’t move. Dumbfounded, but still aroused…

Gaara threw down the cotton sheets and swung trembling legs over the side of the bed. His head spun from the exertion and he had to hold his head a little before steadying himself.

Naruto didn’t move, but instead took in the kazekage’s attire. A lose black shirt nearly slipped off one shoulder and his shirt gaped open as he hunched over. He blushed when his gaze caught a dusky nipple amidst an expanse of pale flesh. He nearly groaned at the thought of touching it.

::Whoa whoa whoa, wait! When did I start thinking stuff like that?! Dammit, I can’t think straight when I’m horny!::

The kage pushed up from the bed and stumbled over to Naruto. His legs gave out halfway and he nearly crumpled to the floor before Naruto caught him.

Gaara panted a little in his arms. His cheeks were flushed from the exertion and his arousal. Before Naruto could get a word in, the kage had his arms around Naruto’s neck. He rubbed his cheek against Naruto’s whiskers, like a cat marking his owner with his scent. If Naruto could have purred, he would have.

“Are you going to leave me too?”

Naruto’s heart clenched and one hand went up to the kage’s hair to stroke his neck.

“Never! You’re one of my precious people!”

“But it’s not love. Right?”

A jab of pain.

“Let me try,” a tongue flicked out and just barely nicked the edge of his jaw, “to make you love me.”

A flutter ran through Naruto’s stomach. He kept stroking the kage’s neck warring between arousal and his conscience. ::But I’m not … Mmmm.::

Gaara’s tongue and mouth had latched onto Naruto’s neck, alternating between nips, licks and small suckling motions. Naruto’s lust fogged brain refused to protest as he felt himself hardening again.

One hand let go of Naruto’s shoulder and began unzipping his jacket. He heard the zipper slide down and felt the air on his skin when the material was pushed open. His breath hitched when Gaara’s mouth moved down to his collarbone, licking the small hollow. Without thinking, Naruto moved his head up to encourage his actions. His hand clenched a little at the base of the kage’s neck.

Gaara’s hand roamed over the mesh shirt, over the sun toned chest, down his side, before creeping up his back. His hand wedged between the jacket and a mesh shirt, he latched onto a shoulder blade and pulled himself forward. His mouth reached to place a small kiss on Uzumaki’s chin. His cheek pressed against his whiskers again before lips ghosted over his cheek and licked the top of Naruto’s parted lips.

Naruto felt like his whole body was tingling. There was no mistaking the hardness between his legs and he was starting to get impatient about doing something to relieve it. The way Gaara was licking his ear wasn’t helping either.

Naruto hissed when Gaara took his earlobe into his mouth and sucked. His arm grabbed the kage around the waist and yanked him forward. The unexpected motion sent Gaara tumbling towards him, knocking both of them onto the floor.

Naruto’s head hit the floor with a resounded “thunk” and he grimaced at the pain. His hand let go of Gaara to rub the back of his head. Gaara smirked and crawled over him. .

“If you wanted me on top so badly, you could have asked.”

“What!? What do you MEAN on …mmm.” Naruto shut up as Gaara’s hand slid over a nipple. ::When did that get so sensitive?:: And then he remembered the sight of Gaara’s dusky little nub. Trying hard to concentrate under Gaara’s ministrations, his hand slid up and rubbed over the small nub. Gaara’s mouth parted in a groan and his body fell against Naruto’s. Naruto continued to rub in small circles while Gaara moaned into his shoulder. He felt Gaara’s hips buck against his, hard flesh pressed against his waist and used one hand to shift him over. Grabbing one side of his ass, he yanked the smaller boy against him and both let out unearthly moans.

Naruto’s mind faded into a deep fog of lust. Gay or straight, he no longer thought about it-- just the delicious friction of cloth and two aroused bodies sliding against each other. His scent, his moans, the feel of his weight pressing down-- he knew he was too aroused to keep this up for long. Gaara must have felt the same because now both their thrusts were getting erratic, faster, wilder, and the sounds Gaara was making reminded him of the time he fought Shukaku.


Gaara tried to muffle his cries into Naruto’s shoulder. His body was on fire. All that seemed to exist was the feeling of their two arousals sliding against each other and Uzumaki’s hand, clinging to his ass. His grip grew progressively harder and the grinding followed suit. He had almost forgotten about his kisses when Naruto’s head turned to nuzzle his. He raised his head a little, but before he could tease, Naruto’s lips latched onto his own roughly. He was pushed back with the force of it.

Gaara reached out with his tongue. He gently caressed the tip of Naruto’s but was quickly overpowered. Naruto’s tongue chased his into his mouth, plunging in forcefully and exploring his mouth like new territory. Gaara licked the underside of his tongue, calling for his attention, and Naruto complied by lacing his tongue with his.

Naruto moaned into his mouth and he could feel the vibration of it.

The tightening between his legs quickened.

Naruto pulled his mouth away urgently.

“Gaara! I’m gonna… Aaaaungh!”

Gaara could feel Uzumaki’s body stiffening beneath him, making his own body buck wildly against his in a heightened sense of arousal. His mind blanked as he felt his loins tightening, a sense of climax just over the horizon, and then he was sailing.

No screaming. Just a well drawn out sigh.

He put his head down on Uzumaki’s shoulder. He felt relaxed, content, and never so fully … satisfied. Not even killing had made him feel so alive.


Once the fog of lust was cleared, Naruto began to realize what he had done. Part of him freaked out that he had just totally made out with a boy. Not just any boy, but one who could so kick his ass afterwards. Another part of him wanted to grin mischievously at how utterly hot that was. ::But I’m not gay…::

Naruto thought about the boy in his arms. He thought about the pain of almost losing him, at the way his heart leapt when he opened his eyes and the way his insides squirmed at the look of lust he had induced in him. ::We’re just good friends… right?:: Naruto frowned. ::But if Gaara loves me… how can I possibly turn that away?::

Gaara’s words came back to him. He understood loneliness just as deeply as the former Shukaku container. He had been the one to tell him that it didn’t have to destroy his life. And then he had been shocked when he found out how thoroughly Gaara had turned his life around. ::Was this all because of me?::

“Ano sa, ano sa.”

Gaara sleepily picked his head up to gaze at Naruto. “Hrm?”

“If I decide to be gay, does that mean I have to stop liking Sakura?”

Gaara failed to keep the amusement out of his eyes and shook his head. “There are people that like both.”

Naruto mused over this and nodded. “Yosha. I’ll be one of those.”

Gaara smiled. “Does this mean I succeeded?”

Naruto pursed his lips and scratched his whiskers.

“Not willing to admit defeat?”

Naruto scowled and turned his head the other way. He muttered something under his breath but Gaara missed it.

“What was that?”

Naruto mumbled again and Gaara poked him.

“I said *I* get to be on top next time! Okay!”

Gaara smiled and murmured sleepily into his neck. “You’ll have to beat me first.”

Naruto’s pride puffed up and he was about to argue, but he felt the breath at his neck evening out and all his fight deflated. Instead, one hand drifted to the kage’s hair and stroked his red locks. In time…

Sakura made her way to the kage’s room to see how Naruto’s nursing skills were faring. She peeked into the doorway to find two boys…sleeping, on the floor. Her first assumption was fighting and that Naruto couldn’t resist goading Gaara into a squabble despite his recent ordeal. But then she noticed the way Gaara’s shirt bunched up to reveal his pale torso, the unzipped black jacket and the way Naruto held the kazekage to his body.

As much as she believed herself enamored of the young Uchiha, a small nosebleed was welling before she could control herself.

“Hot DAMN!” Inner Sakura cheered.

It was a good thing she had refused to let anyone else in.

Sakura closed the door before her imagination tried to play out what she thought happened. She kicked something on her way out and looked down to find the fragments of a bowl and the kazekage’s soup.

::NaRUUUTOOOOO!::

He’d pay for this one…. But later.


~~~ The End ~~~


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