To steal a boy's heart

The buildings flashed by beside them as they ran for their lives, panting. Naruto was carrying the loot, a big brown potato-sack filled with money and things of value that rustled with every step he took. Gaara ran next to Naruto, holding his short sword in a tight grip, afraid to drop it as they fled.

“Hey, Gaara! Help me carry…!” Naruto shouted in panic.

Only one yard behind them was the shopkeeper swinging his rusty long-sword high above his head. Naruto looked back in fear of the lightly crazed man closing in, but suddenly he got pulled into an alley by his companion.

The burning sun was blocked by the high walls making the narrow alley, but the shade that was cast hid something of value for the boys: It was a dead-end.

They looked around on the solid rock-walls in desperation as the raging man slowly stepped closer with a killing intent in his eyes.

“I’m terribly sorry, monsieur. We didn’t mean to offend you! Just don’t…” Naruto mumbled before Gaara put his hand on his shoulder to pipe him down. Naruto understood what Gaara was planning.

“Gaara, I don’t think that’s necessary!” Naruto whispered so the shopkeeper couldn’t hear, but Gaara ignored him. As usual, Gaara acted on his won.

The man got closer, still with his threatening grin all over his face. Gaara pushed Naruto behind him and looked straight on the man with absolute concentration.

“Just give me my money back and nobody will get hurt…” the man said as he joined them in the shadow. If he hadn’t been holding his sword in such a way telling them he wanted to chop their heads off, Naruto would have done as he said. Gaara of course understood that it was just a lie, and prepared himself for a fight.

“If you don’t wanna give it to me… I’ll just take it back then!”

The man lunged towards Gaara with his sword ready to slash anything in its way. Gaara stood calmly and focused until the very last second before the sword was upon his head. Naruto averted his gaze when he thought Gaara would be split in two. He didn’t want to look. He didn’t like to kill, and he never had. He had only seen people getting killed, and Gaara was always the killer. The silver plates in the potato-sack rustled in his hands as he shook in fear.

One of the two fighters screamed, and Naruto was showered in a warm, sticky liquid spraying from them. As he carefully opened his eyes he noticed his dirty, grey peasant-shirt had changed colour, and so had Gaara’s. They were both soaked in dripping and smelly blood, and the same substance they were covered in was pouring violently out from the man on the ground.

“Come. Before anyone sees us” Gaara said with his tired, creeping voice. They snuck out from the alley, making sure no one saw them, and then they dashed for the forests outside the village.

“You didn’t have to kill him!” Naruto said between his heavy breaths when they ran across a grass field with the village far behind their backs. He knew that Gaara always had been like that. Naruto had been an orphan since he was just a baby, and on the orphanage he had met Gaara. They had shared the same room, and one summer day when Naruto had returned to his room after pulling some pranks on a nun visiting them, he found that his favourite doll (yes, he had a doll since he was so lonely!) had been severed into pieces. Gaara was sitting curled up into a ball on his bed with a sad look on his face, so it was obvious who to blame.

Naruto had cried, and asked what was wrong with him. Gaara looked at him, not understanding what the ruckus was about; it was just a small, dirty cloth! But in an attempt to make a friend for once, Gaara promised to show him where he could get a new one. They managed to sneak out during the sunset just after dinner, and Gaara led Naruto to a shop. Naruto told Gaara the shop was closed, and he didn’t have the money to buy a new one. But Gaara wasn’t thinking in the same way as Naruto. He then told the blonde what he had planned. Naruto had protested in breaking into the shop, but when he saw all the dolls on the counter deep inside, he picked up a rock on the street.

For Naruto, every doll he had was a new friend. Dolls don’t yell at you, dolls don’t judge you and dolls don’t get upset and leave you as people tend to do, and as they had done to him. They ran together back to the orphanage, with at least ten dolls each in their arms. Ever since, Naruto and Gaara had been stealing and robbing together as a team. Although, Gaara severed most of his dolls under the following week after the heist.

Deep inside the forest there was a small shed. It was originally a tool-shed for miners nearby, but the mine had been depleted many years ago and now it was Gaara’s and Naruto’s hideout. It was a great hideout since it was placed between some big trees that made the shed hard to spot.

The entire construction shook as Gaara violently kicked up the door and threw his sword into a corner. Naruto was much more careful when he entered and walked directly to a small wooden hatch on the dirt-floor. He lifted the latch and opened the hatch, revealing a hidden space in the ground, almost big enough for a person to crawl into. It literally shone of the gold and silver inside the space as Naruto dropped the sack down together with all the other loot from the previous months.

“Hey, Gaara! When are we going to sell all this? I want real food soon!” Naruto called to the other side of the shed as he locked the hatch.

Gaara looked at the blonde as he stripped his bloody shirt off and threw it into a pile on the floor.

“Not yet. People are still looking for all that, and if it suddenly appeared on the market we would probably get caught pretty soon. It would just be stupid to sell it this soon.”

Naruto stole a glance on him from the side as he spoke, and noticed he really enjoyed looking at Gaara’s firm abs. He had felt on them, and they were rock hard. Only one thing on Gaara’s body was harder then his abs and Naruto knew since he had touched it too.

That’s what made them different from other thieves; they were also lovers. They were both hated by the society and were both hungering for love since none of them ever had parents or siblings, so they resorted on each other in both matters of love and business. But they weren’t in love, not at all. They only had sex with each other to relieve the tensions and stress they got and experienced because of their occupation.

“Naruto” Gaara called. He threw his head at the pile of clothes by the wall, meaning he should change into something clean so they could do the laundry. Naruto struggled out from the shirt, sticking to him like an octopus because of the blood. He then felt Gaara’s hand on his shoulder again.

“You are bleeding…” he said and looked at a small cut on Naruto’s left arm.

“Yeah, it must’ve been one of the plate’s faults when…”

Before Naruto could finish his sentence Gaara had grabbed his arm from behind and began to lick the cut. Not only licking, also kissing it furiously, drinking the small amount of blood dripping out.

Naruto’s heart jumped. Gaara had seemed so tired just a moment ago, but now he had suddenly turned for the better! He showed such energy and will now that Naruto could tell that they would be busy a long time this evening, and that he would wake up exhausted in the morning.

Gaara pulled Naruto’s hand over his shoulder so he could stand with his chest against Naruto’s back and play with his hand. Naruto closed his eyes to feel and enjoy what Gaara gave him better. Gaara put one of Naruto’s fingers in his mouth after another, licking and sucking every inch of them passionately. Naruto tried to suffocate a giggle; it tickled!

He licked and sucked on Naruto’s index finger, bending it in his mouth with his tongue. When he spat it out it was shining of saliva. Naruto just smiled as he put it in his own mouth to tease Gaara.

Now when Naruto’s hand was busy in other places, Gaara began licking Naruto’s cheek instead. It tickled even more when he did, so Naruto turned his head to kiss the redhead, though they were both running out of breath as they did.

Their lips clashed together and Gaara reached his tongue out to ask for entry to Naruto’s mouth, and was granted. As their red, dripping wet tongues wrestled Gaara began to rub Naruto’s belly from behind. His hands separated when he got to the belly-button; one going up, one going down.

As his left hand struggled with the knot in Naruto’s pants his right hand stroked Naruto’s hardening nipples. He could feel Naruto’s heart beat hard and fast against his hand. But what Gaara still hadn’t learnt after their long relationship was the fact that Naruto was very ticklish. As his fingers played with Naruto’s nipples Naruto began laughing and fell down on the dirty ground. The shining beams from the settling sun outside shone through the paper-thin walls and got caught in the dust-cloud from Naruto’s body.

Naruto rolled around laughing for a while as Gaara watched the dust rise into the air. Once Naruto’s laughter began to calm down Gaara got above Naruto, with Naruto’s hips between his feet, looking down on the smiling face of the blonde.

“We can’t go on for too long, Gaara. I don’t wanna be sleepy when we get to that rich guy tomorrow!”

Gaara fell down on his knees, straddling Naruto with a rare, faint smile on his lips.

“Don’t worry. I’ll do most of the work here” the redhead said and bent down to tenderly kiss Naruto on the mouth again. Naruto stroked his hands over Gaara’s back, down to his cotton-pants. They were no trouble to pull down, and once Gaara was butt-naked he pulled Gaara’s body down to his so that they could lie chest to chest and feel each others throbbing hearts beat.

They rolled around so Naruto got on top, and Gaara could pull Naruto’s blood-stained pants off too.

Gaara got his arms around Naruto’s neck in a firm grip, and continued kissing him with his entire mouth and tongue. His fingers searched Naruto’s back for something to grab a hold to, just to make him stay where he was. Gaara grasped his skin, felt his tender muscles underneath and slid in the boy’s warm sweat. They kept kissing furiously as Gaara clutched and ripped with his fingers all over the blonde’s body, making his way down. He finely found something to grab, and noticed it was already hard and solid. Naruto’s kissing slowed down for a brief moment as Gaara began moving the hard object making Naruto’s mind fuzzy.

Gaara moved his hand up and down with long, slow strokes, making the blushing boy lose his breath every time he pulled with his hand. After enjoying the act for a few minutes Naruto reached his hand down and mimicked Gaara’s hand-moves. It was a bit tangling with their arms, but after a short while they even moved in a rhythm, like church-bells.

Gaara began to feel that he had enough of this act; he was getting ready to change position.

His excitement grew and he tried to warm Naruto up with a few fingers, but just that proved hard. It was just too tight! He got his hand back to where it had been a moment before and got a small amount of sticky liquid on his fingers, then he tried again. Naruto growled faintly as Gaara forced his index-finger into him.

“Gaara… Don’t be so violent! Take it easy.”

He tried to do as he was told, and carefully dug his way in with his finger. After a lot of hustle and painful protests Gaara finely got it in. He played a little with his achievement by pulling his finger back and forth into the boy for a while. When he thought the time was right he inserted a second finger, and it proved to be a lot easier this time once the warm-up had begun.

“G-Gaara!” Naruto moaned before he got silenced by Gaara’s reddening lips. “I think you can begin now…” he said as he tore his lips apart from the boy under him.

Naruto rolled over and laid with legs spread on the ground. The redhead quickly moved to Naruto’s feet, looking at the small hole and the pulsating pole above it. He could see from his position that the blonde’s face was all red and looking back at him with great anticipation.

Gaara leaned forward and licked the top of Naruto’s manhood just with the tip of his tongue, and watched the reaction. The blonde moaned high and his entire body stiffened as he tried to stop himself from finishing already. After their many years together Gaara knew what it took to make Naruto feel pleasure, and how to make him come real quickly. He could even press Naruto’s G-spot from the outside of his body if he wanted. But he only did so when Naruto felt like sex and he didn’t; A quick way of solving the problem.

“Com on Gaara! Stick it in there already!” Naruto cried over his own body.

Gaara bent over Naruto’s belly and carefully moved forward with his groin just below Naruto’s. Naruto was still tense and not easy to enter. Gaara had to struggle to just get it in an inch, but it was well worth it. When Gaara had gotten only half inside they were so stuck to each other that Gaara couldn’t move without Naruto moving with him.

Naruto growled and moaned at the same time as Gaara pressed himself deeper inside of him. At long last, he was in, and they could finely continue kissing. Their tongues began wrestling again as Gaara made small, short and slow movements in and out of Naruto.

Naruto felt how Gaara was pounding on a spot inside of him. He was growing closer to an orgasm quickly. After only a few short minutes he couldn’t stand it no more, and needed it to go faster. He pushed Gaara’s body up and grabbed him by the hips, taking control over Gaara’s movements. Gaara could also feel it; he was closing in too, and began making longer and harder strokes into the boy.

Naruto bounced back and forth on the dirt floor as Gaara thrust more violently. They both panted as if they had been running a marathon with concrete-shoes and sweated as if they had too. Beads flowed all over their bodies and the dust-clouds in the shed grew larger as they closed into climax. Naruto felt how he was close to explode, something inside of him wanted to get out badly! He couldn’t stand it any more; it was almost painful not to come, so Naruto grabbed himself and sped things up.

Suddenly, Gaara moved out and put his pride and joy right next to Naruto’s. The blonde understood what he meant: He wanted them to come together. Naruto used both his hands to grab the two throbbing poles and began working on them both at the same time. Naruto felt it clearer then ever now: He was coming, and as he felt the powerful stream flowing through him on its way out, he felt that Gaara was on his way too. Together they formed a volcano, erupting over both of the boys’ legs and bellies.

They remained on the ground for a long while, catching their breaths and kissing some more before they got up and headed down to the river to wash the blood out of their clothes. The water was cold, but against their warm, sweating and naked bodies it just felt good and soothing.

Gaara watched the scenery of the sun almost disappearing in the horizon with a glimpse of happiness in his eyes. Naruto glanced at him, and misunderstood the glimpse for loneliness. He hurried to Gaara and threw his arms around his neck to embrace him.

“Whatch’ya thinking about?” he asked cheerfully with his head on Gaara’s shoulder.

“Nothing in particular” he answered tiredly, and got a tender kiss from Naruto.

They both followed the river with their eyes, and saw the silhouette of a castle against the pink and orange pastel sky far off in the distance.

“Is that the place we are going to tomorrow night?” Naruto asked. Gaara nodded and said:

“The Uchiha mansion… I heard the duke is away this weekend, so it will be perfect for us”

Naruto looked at the cold and cruel building with calm eyes.

“Promise not to kill anyone this time, okay?” Naruto said teasingly.

“I’ll try” Gaara replied, and got a soft bite in his ear by Naruto. “And did you hear they executed some boys in Paris? They thought it was us. The sheriff must be crazy mixing some pity thieves up with us, Le Petite Amies!”


A/N: THIS STORY WILL NOT BE UPDATED. At least not in a long time I think. This is because I am not a good writer, and have decided to stop. Maybe if I get better at writing in the future I'll continue to write, but I doubt it. Or if anything else comes up that makes me change my mind...

Extra edit: To be honest I like the plot I have made up, and I have some surprises in store for the future of this story. Although I don't feel I am so good in writing. If I return (oh God I'm talking about myself like I'm special...)I will re-write these chapters I already have written and then continue the story! Just you wait until I have learnt to express stuff better and I have better confidence in my work. Because I am aware of my lack of writing-skills.