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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
907
Reviews:
7
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0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
To Care for you
AN/: I am in love with this story. This story I have found is the easiest to type out of the hundreds I have attempted to write. So you can expect sooner updates. I can expect that this story will be the best I have written.
Common Denominator
Chapter 3:
To Care for You
“Dance, Dance! We’re fallin’ apart to- “ The techno remix of the song “Dance, Dance” (1) by Fall Out Boy was cut short as Gaara crushed the alarm clock, the third one he had crushed in this passed week Gaara looked at the boy laying next to him. Somehow during their short nap the blond boy had somehow managed to wrap his arms around the older boy. Gaara blushed, intrigued by the way the blood immediately rushed to a more southern region as well. (AN/: Ooooh La la!). Gaara quickly sat up and stood along the side of the bed his face, brighter then a burning building. The blond angel whined at the loss of warmth.
=-_^=
Naruto opened his eyes slowly, wondering where the sudden chill had come from. And also where his pillow had gone. He had been blissfully asleep, and as he woke up he felt weaker and weaker. Naruto coughed harshly. Naruto felt a warm, smooth hand gently pushing him back towards the maroon and black bed covers. The blond looked up through sleep-hazy eyes, to see a shock of red hair and pale almost white as snow skin. Naruto smiled slightly before he let the gentle arms of sleep hold him. All he could think as he fell asleep was that a red-haired, emerald-eyed angel, no god was watching over him.
o_o*
Gaara stiffened as the boy started to wake. He was startled when the boy coughed harshly. Gaara’s only thought was to make sure the boy slept and got better as he slept. Gaara gently pushed the boy down. He blushed as he felt the firm chest, symbolizing, the boy was either an athlete or he just worked out a lot. As he saw the boy fall back into a peaceful sleep Gaara caught the small smile, and he felt his heart spasm. He quickly left the room in search of his sandy blond haired sister, Temari.
“Temari?” Gaara said in a normal tone, his raspy voice a product of vocal under usage. His sister was in front of him in seconds.
“Y-y-yes G-gaara?” Temari took in her brother’s slightly confused look. Gaara was not one to show emotions, and those he did were not usually pleasant or normal, but this one was rater normal and not very unpleasant.
“I need… help, with someone…” Gaara looked up at his sister, struggling to find the right words to describe the situation.
“Someone?” Gaara nodded wondering why he must repeat himself if she heard him.
“Yes…” Gaara hesitated, “A… Friend…” The word tasted funny on his lips, a slightly bittersweet taste. Temari squealed with joy. Her brother finally had a friend! Temari kept most of her joy inside and it was almost squelched when she thought of who might be her brother’s friend. Multiple piercings, extensive tattoo’s, and other unmentionables.
“All right,” Temari said uneasily, “Who’s this “Friend”?”
“I don’t know his name. He fainted at the bus stop, I think he might be ill, he keeps coughing and shivering.” Temari gave her slightly ill-minded brother a shocked look.
“Well, where is he now?” Temari pictured Gaara dumping the poor boy in some abandoned ally.
“Asleep in my bed.” Wow, even Gaara wasn’t that cold hearted. He actually brought the boy here.
As Gaara led Temari to his room, she realized she had never been in her younger brother’s room. The blond was afraid of what she might find. Temari held he breath as she walked into the room. And let it out in an astonished gasp. It was… Tasteful! It had a gothic look to it, that expected of her brother, red maroon pillowcases, comforter, and black sheets etc. the carpet was a gray same as the rest of the apartment, one wall was black and the others red maroon. He had a black lamp with a red shade sitting on a black nightstand. In one corner a painted glossy black desk sporting a few papers and another lamp. The item in the room that shocked Temari the most (Other then the fact the room was clean.) was the cute little feminine blond boy asleep in her homicidal brothers bed.
He looked out of place and at home all at the same time, it was slightly disturbing. Disturbing that this, this blond angel was her brother’s friend. Who knows maybe the boy has a mental illness Temari is not yet aware of. (AN/: Oooh! Creepy, it’s like she already knows him! LOL!)
“Hmmmm…” Temari looked at the boy, his face was flushed and he was sweating. “He seems to have a fever, Gaara will you get me my herb box from the kitchen and a washcloth and some cool water please?” Gaara seemed to reluctantly fade from the room. He came back in moments however with the needed items to see Temari having difficulty holding the boy up, with all the dead weight.
“I’ll hold him.” Temari looked up and smiled at the skeptical looking boy. She gave up her place to a stoic homicidal gothic boy. He held the blond with such care afraid that his body was fragile and would break if he were too rough. Gaara realized it was his job to care for the blond boy. ‘It’s my job to care for you.’
=-_^=
Naruto looked up awakening at a familiar voice. “Who are you?” He asked.
TBC
(1): The remix for Dance, Dance Rawxz!
Me: Yay cliffhangers!
Readers and reviewers: You suck Catsura, we will now-
Random angry fan: Stab you with 50 iron sporks and eat you with left over lemon sauce!
RR: We will? *Ignores my begging and pleading*
RAF: Yes, yes WE WILL!
Gai: Oh, the YOUTHFULNESS!
Lee: Oh, Gai-sensei!
Gai: Oh, Lee! COME LET US RUN INTO THE CONVENIENTLY PLACED SUNSET AND OCEAN!
RAF: Right after we snipe them.
Random Dumbass Fan: COME SPARKLES, WE SHALL DESTROY CANADA!
RR: And that guy.
RAF: We really got our fucking work cut out for us don’t we?
Me: *sneaks away wearing a R&R sign* Please don’t kill me! By the time you read this I could be half way done with chappie 4!
Chapter 4:
Realization
(No thought to this particular title.)
Common Denominator
Chapter 3:
To Care for You
“Dance, Dance! We’re fallin’ apart to- “ The techno remix of the song “Dance, Dance” (1) by Fall Out Boy was cut short as Gaara crushed the alarm clock, the third one he had crushed in this passed week Gaara looked at the boy laying next to him. Somehow during their short nap the blond boy had somehow managed to wrap his arms around the older boy. Gaara blushed, intrigued by the way the blood immediately rushed to a more southern region as well. (AN/: Ooooh La la!). Gaara quickly sat up and stood along the side of the bed his face, brighter then a burning building. The blond angel whined at the loss of warmth.
=-_^=
Naruto opened his eyes slowly, wondering where the sudden chill had come from. And also where his pillow had gone. He had been blissfully asleep, and as he woke up he felt weaker and weaker. Naruto coughed harshly. Naruto felt a warm, smooth hand gently pushing him back towards the maroon and black bed covers. The blond looked up through sleep-hazy eyes, to see a shock of red hair and pale almost white as snow skin. Naruto smiled slightly before he let the gentle arms of sleep hold him. All he could think as he fell asleep was that a red-haired, emerald-eyed angel, no god was watching over him.
o_o*
Gaara stiffened as the boy started to wake. He was startled when the boy coughed harshly. Gaara’s only thought was to make sure the boy slept and got better as he slept. Gaara gently pushed the boy down. He blushed as he felt the firm chest, symbolizing, the boy was either an athlete or he just worked out a lot. As he saw the boy fall back into a peaceful sleep Gaara caught the small smile, and he felt his heart spasm. He quickly left the room in search of his sandy blond haired sister, Temari.
“Temari?” Gaara said in a normal tone, his raspy voice a product of vocal under usage. His sister was in front of him in seconds.
“Y-y-yes G-gaara?” Temari took in her brother’s slightly confused look. Gaara was not one to show emotions, and those he did were not usually pleasant or normal, but this one was rater normal and not very unpleasant.
“I need… help, with someone…” Gaara looked up at his sister, struggling to find the right words to describe the situation.
“Someone?” Gaara nodded wondering why he must repeat himself if she heard him.
“Yes…” Gaara hesitated, “A… Friend…” The word tasted funny on his lips, a slightly bittersweet taste. Temari squealed with joy. Her brother finally had a friend! Temari kept most of her joy inside and it was almost squelched when she thought of who might be her brother’s friend. Multiple piercings, extensive tattoo’s, and other unmentionables.
“All right,” Temari said uneasily, “Who’s this “Friend”?”
“I don’t know his name. He fainted at the bus stop, I think he might be ill, he keeps coughing and shivering.” Temari gave her slightly ill-minded brother a shocked look.
“Well, where is he now?” Temari pictured Gaara dumping the poor boy in some abandoned ally.
“Asleep in my bed.” Wow, even Gaara wasn’t that cold hearted. He actually brought the boy here.
As Gaara led Temari to his room, she realized she had never been in her younger brother’s room. The blond was afraid of what she might find. Temari held he breath as she walked into the room. And let it out in an astonished gasp. It was… Tasteful! It had a gothic look to it, that expected of her brother, red maroon pillowcases, comforter, and black sheets etc. the carpet was a gray same as the rest of the apartment, one wall was black and the others red maroon. He had a black lamp with a red shade sitting on a black nightstand. In one corner a painted glossy black desk sporting a few papers and another lamp. The item in the room that shocked Temari the most (Other then the fact the room was clean.) was the cute little feminine blond boy asleep in her homicidal brothers bed.
He looked out of place and at home all at the same time, it was slightly disturbing. Disturbing that this, this blond angel was her brother’s friend. Who knows maybe the boy has a mental illness Temari is not yet aware of. (AN/: Oooh! Creepy, it’s like she already knows him! LOL!)
“Hmmmm…” Temari looked at the boy, his face was flushed and he was sweating. “He seems to have a fever, Gaara will you get me my herb box from the kitchen and a washcloth and some cool water please?” Gaara seemed to reluctantly fade from the room. He came back in moments however with the needed items to see Temari having difficulty holding the boy up, with all the dead weight.
“I’ll hold him.” Temari looked up and smiled at the skeptical looking boy. She gave up her place to a stoic homicidal gothic boy. He held the blond with such care afraid that his body was fragile and would break if he were too rough. Gaara realized it was his job to care for the blond boy. ‘It’s my job to care for you.’
=-_^=
Naruto looked up awakening at a familiar voice. “Who are you?” He asked.
TBC
(1): The remix for Dance, Dance Rawxz!
Me: Yay cliffhangers!
Readers and reviewers: You suck Catsura, we will now-
Random angry fan: Stab you with 50 iron sporks and eat you with left over lemon sauce!
RR: We will? *Ignores my begging and pleading*
RAF: Yes, yes WE WILL!
Gai: Oh, the YOUTHFULNESS!
Lee: Oh, Gai-sensei!
Gai: Oh, Lee! COME LET US RUN INTO THE CONVENIENTLY PLACED SUNSET AND OCEAN!
RAF: Right after we snipe them.
Random Dumbass Fan: COME SPARKLES, WE SHALL DESTROY CANADA!
RR: And that guy.
RAF: We really got our fucking work cut out for us don’t we?
Me: *sneaks away wearing a R&R sign* Please don’t kill me! By the time you read this I could be half way done with chappie 4!
Chapter 4:
Realization
(No thought to this particular title.)