Garden of Fate

Three hundred and fifty-eight days. That was how long it had been since that first kiss. Gaara remembered every detail of that night, from the sweet smell of the cactus flowers to the subtle taste of vanilla on Neji’s lips. He would never forget it, even though many such nights had followed since.
Not nearly enough, though. Living in different parts of the world made it quite difficult to see each other on a regular basis. Still, they managed to see each other at least once a month and every reunion was more passionate and loving that the previous.

Gaara was tending his cacti, while lost in the memories of Neji. It was then he realised that, despite their time together, they hadn’t been in the garden since their first kiss. Gaara was saddened by this thought. For him, the garden had an important role in their relationship. It had been the place where they first met, where they became friends, and where they had first kissed. Him and Neji not having been there for so long was almost sacrilegious to him.

Still, this problem would soon be solved. In a few days, there was going to be a very special event in Suna and Neji would be attending it. It wasn’t every day that your lover was going to be inaugurated as Kazekage.

In a few hours, Neji should be arriving at the main gates with his uncle, Hiashi, and his cousin, Hanabi. It was rather ironic that the only branch family member in the delegation would be the only one allowed the rare honour of sleeping in the Kazekage’s private home. Gaara liked this irony.

The time seemed to go a lot faster than Gaara had expected. Before he knew, he was notified by one of his new servants of the arrival of the Hyūga delegation. Gaara quickly got up and hurried to the gate.
They had travelled in style. Three ancient-looking sedan chairs were waiting at the gate. One was quite large and was being carried by four Konoha shinobi. It was beautifully decorated and looked more luxurious than even the Kazekage’s official sedan. The Hyūga crest was featured proudly on the front.
The other two were smaller and were being carried by just two shinobi each. Their decorations were much more simple than those of the larger one, but still quite beautiful. One held the same crest as the larger one, only smaller. The second featured a manji with a peculiar design. A design Gaara knew all too well, as it was the same as the cursed seal on Neji’s forehead.

The Hyūga came out of the sedan and Gaara greeted them with all the expected formalities. After the greetings, Hiashi and Hanabi took their leave, leaving Neji alone with Gaara. They waited until the others had left, before rushing off to get some privacy in the cactus garden.

When they were finally alone together, they sat down and kissed passionately. Their kisses always seemed so much better after not seeing each other for a while.
Neji made himself comfortable as Gaara made tea and they chatted a bit about what had happened since they last saw each other.

Eventually, the subject changed into Gaara’s upcoming inauguration. Neji had to chuckle at Gaara, as he was obviously extremely nervous. Obvious to Neji, that is. No normal human would have been able to see it. In fact, it would have been difficult for even a Hyūga.
Neji knew Gaara well enough to read even the most subtle emotions, though, even those the other boy desperately tried to hide.
“It will be all right, Gaara.”
“How do you know that?”
“I know. You know.”
“Perhaps… I can’t help but worry, though.”
“You’ll be responsible for the well-being of the entire village. You should be worried.”
“That isn’t really helping…”
Neji gave Gaara a small kiss on his forehead and smiled. “Everything will be all right.”
“Still… I never expected to become Kazekage this quickly… Maybe I’m not ready yet…”
“The regency council seems to think you are. As do the Daimyō and his council and the jōnin of the village. They believe in you and so do I.”
“But I’m just fifteen! How can I lead a village? I’m not even a man yet!”
Neji looked at Gaara for a moment, before showing a mischievous grin. “Then why don’t you become one?”

Gaara stared at Neji, blushing slightly. “W-what do you mean?”
“You know very well what I mean, Gaara.”
“I guess we are ready for that…”
“Don’t pretend like you don’t want it. I can see it in your eyes.”
Gaara blushed more and looked away, making Neji laugh. “Come on Gaara, isn’t this the perfect time for it?”
“You’re right Neji. You’re absolutely right.”

They kissed each other lovingly, before starting to undress one another. When they were both naked, Gaara took a step back and released his Sand Armour. The sand crumbled off and revealed Gaara’s true skin.
Neji wasted no time stroking it, wallowing in amazement as he felt how extremely soft and delicate it was. He let his nimble fingers wander across Gaara’s body, eliciting small moans of pleasure from the redhead. He soon replaced his fingers with his tongue, starting with Gaara’s nipples and slowly working his way down.

After a while, Gaara stopped Neji and pushed him down on the soft sand. Now, it was Gaara’s turn to explore Neji’s body. It wasn’t long before Gaara reached Neji’s hard-on, eagerly awaiting some attention. Gaara didn’t waste any time and immediately started licking it. He first tentatively explored Neji’s member, but before long, he was sucking it in earnest.

Soon, Neji ushered Gaara to stop. “Let’s go to the next step, shall we?”
Gaara nodded and hugged Neji. “I love you, you know.”
“I know. I love you too.”
“I know.”
Neji made Gaara get down on his hands and knees wetted his fingers, before slowly entering one into Gaara’s hole. He was gentle and careful, and soon Gaara could take three fingers without ever feeling any pain.

While Neji was still fingering him, Gaara turned and started sucking Neji’s dick again. After a few minutes and many moans of pleasure, they stopped and Gaara lay down on his back with Neji positioning himself between his legs. He lifted Gaara’s hips slightly and kissed him as he slowly pushed inside.

Both gasped as Neji entered Gaara. Neji held still for a moment, allowing them both to get used to the feeling. As soon as he made sure Gaara wasn’t in any pain, Neji started pushing in deeper, before pulling out again and then repeating the process. Soon, he was shagging Gaara with abandon, their combined moans filling the air. They lost themselves in their pleasure, both wondering why they didn’t do this sooner.

Far too soon, Neji felt his climax approaching and started masturbating Gaara. Gaara wasn’t far from an orgasm himself, and the added pleasure of Neji’s hand brought him there even faster. He pulled Neji into a passionate kiss, before climaxing with a loud moan.
Gaara’s orgasm sent Neji over the edge as well, and soon they were embracing each other in orgasmic bliss.

Still breathing heavily from the exertion, they rested in each other’s arms. The warm sun kept them from getting cold, so they didn’t bother dressing and just enjoyed lying there, together.
“That was amazing.”
“Beyond amazing.”
“I never expected it to feel this good.”
“Why didn’t we do this before?”
“I don’t know. Maybe it was our Fate to wait until this moment.”
“It did feel perfect enough to be divine.”
“So do you still feel anxious about leading the village?”
“Yeah, but I’ll pull through. As long as I have you to support me.”

Neji smiled and Gaara answered it with a kiss. They had never felt more connected. Neji stroked Gaara’s hair and smiled again. “We’ll always be together. Our love was meant to be.”