Taiikusai

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All the club activities were suspended for a week. It was standard protocol really. So Sasuke wasn’t all that surprised when Naruto relinquished him of his tutoring duties. Of course, he had no idea that Sakura would be secretly filling in for him. So despite the tensions rising the previous week, Sasuke could do nothing about it. No student council, no tutoring, not even discussing the sign board. He was cut off entirely. It was supposed to help him concentrate on exams. If only he could concentrate…


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Naruto bounced up the stairs to the school roof. Lately he had been the first one up there, so he was surprised when he found Gaara and Neji set up, books spread out and papers everywhere.

“Geez, everyone seems to be studying now. I even saw Shikamaru with a book on his desk. Not that he actually opened it yet.”

“I have a bet to win.” Gaara fixed Naruto with a look so intense he shivered. Things stirred tight and light and his belly.

“Ha! Hahahaha! Of course you do!” Naruto tried to laugh off the discomfort. “Do your best Neji-sempai! Wouldn’t want to make it too easy for him.”

“I have no such intentions.” He didn’t even look up from his book.

“Why aren’t you guys in the library?”

“Too crowded. And you can’t eat in there.” Gaara took another bite of onigiri.

“The student council room?”

“Uchiha decided to study in there. It’s… more peaceful this way. Provided that certain vivacious blondes behave.” Neji grinned. Gaara shot him a glare that went ignored.

Naruto harrumphed and sat down.

“If I knew it was a study date, I would have brought my books.”

“It’s not too late to get them.” Gaara murmured absently.

“Naaaw! I’ll enjoy the view!” He lay flat on his back and looked up at the clouds. “Shikamaru always finds clouds to be interesting. Maybe I will too!”

Scribble scribble. Both boys continued studying.

Naruto tried to focus on a cloud. Oh a butterfly… No, clouds! Hey! It’s an airplane… clouds…

He sat up. “This is boring! I should have brought my books too.”

“Still not too late.”

Naruto pouted. “But I’d rather spend time with yooou.”

He scooted up to Gaara and batted his eyes.

Neji suppressed a giggle. “Well, I seem to have forgotten my notes from last wek. It’s just…”

Gaara snatched Neji’s wrist. “You can borrow mine.”

Neji quirked a brow. “Isn’t that considered fraternizing with the enemy?”

“I said you could borrow them. It doesn’t mean you can read them.”

“It won’t take long to get mine…”

“Let’s switch subjects. I still need to review English.”

Naruto’s eyes sparkled at the mention of English. “I can help you! I’m …”

“No! That’s… okay. I don’t need help. I just need to look over my notes.”

Naruto felt crest fallen. “Okay… if you’re sure.”

Gaara pecked him on the cheek. “But thanks for the offer.”

Neji stood up. “I’m going to get them anyways.” Gaara shot him a look. “You two enjoy yourself.” He looked very amused. “Besides,” he looked at Gaara, “it’s good to take a break once in a while.” Gaara looked at Neji like he wanted his head on a stick. “Well then, see you in a few.” He smiled and waved. Gaara stared daggers at his back until he disappeared behind the door.

Naruto put his arm around Gaara. “Aaaah~ Alone at last.” He nuzzled his cheek against the red head. “So did you miss me?”

Gaara sat rigid, shoulders tense, glasses firmly in place and books still in his lap. “You can say that.”

Naruto noted the stiffness and backed off.

“Ano sa, ano sa… did something happen? I know I’m not the brightest crayon in the box when it comes to noticing stuff around me, but you seem to be avoiding me and… yet, not.” He scratched his head. “I don’t know. Like… you don’t want to be alone with me.”

Gaara visibly flinched. “You can say that too.”

Stab. Naruto turned bright blue eyes on Gaara- wide with surprise and a little hurt as well.

“I see. Well if that’s how you feel…” he started to get angry.

Gaara grabbed his hand. “Wait.” He brought the hand up to his cheek and pressed into the rough palm. “Of course I want to be with you. But I need to concentrate this week and you, Uzumaki, are the worst kind of distraction.”

“Oh!” As if the thought had never occurred to him. “But I already told you I could help you study. I don’t mind! Honest!”

Gaara shook his head. “I… don’t trust..”

“I’m trustworthy!”

“Myself.”

Naruto went quiet. He had to mull this one over.

“I haven’t been able to concentrate recently.” He caressed Naruto’s hand, sliding his fingers down the golden hairs on his arm. “Not since that afternoon,” Naruto shivered, “in the rain.” Things started stirring again.

Gaara licked his index finger and placed a wet kiss on the tip. Naruto watched in aroused fascination. Gaara lifted those intense green eyes to meet his.

“I want to… *do* things to you.”

All the blood rushed south.

His hand slid to those red locks and he kissed him hard. His voice came out husky. “Then stop crying about it and do it.”

“Neji can come back any moment,” he purred. “Too risky.” Lick.

“He can’t get up here if I’m pounding you against the door.” Nip.

“I’m supposed to be studying,” Naruto slid off the glasses.

“He also said you needed a break.” He kissed the concealed tattoo. Gaara leaned into the touch. Naruto’s hand slid around Gaara’s waist, reaching for his thigh…

Gaara leaped, upsetting the books and papers in his lap. He quickly rushed to stack them all together and Naruto helped.

“I got it, I got it. No need to be so jumpy.” He stuck out his tongue.

“Sorry. Déjà vu.”

Naruto looked confused. “Guys reach for your crotch often?”

Gaara shook his head. When he lifted his head Naruto’s breath caught in his throat at the look on his face.

“I touch myself...every night, wishing those hands were yours… fantasizing that they are.”


Naruto blushed. A bit sheepish, he leaned in to whisper to Gaara. “The art room. It’s deserted. Kurenai-sensei has no classes today.”

Gaara nodded.


Neji returned with a thin folder under his arm. He half expected the two lovebirds to be squabbling, or possibly cuddling, but instead he found a neat pile of books and Naruto’s forgotten lunch. Neji smirked. Guess they opted for a short honeymoon instead.

Naruto trembled. Last time there had been no time to think. No moments of hesitation and just the quick and dirty reactions to lust. Pressing a kiss against his boyfriend’s lips, his heart raced and his fingers… trembled; like he was 12 and standing up to the big bad bully for the first time.

Gaara caressed his cheek and gave a sharp tug on a lock of his hair.

“Touch me,” he moaned. “Please.”

Naruto’s fingers clumsily rushed to the belt buckle just slightly below his own waist level. He fumbled, but quickly managed to pull it undone. He undid the top button and Gaara exhaled. Gaara nuzzled Naruto’s cheek and shoulder. Naruto pressed kisses into Gaara’s red locks. He slowly slid the zipper down and Gaara clung to his shoulders. Naruto fingered the hem of his boxers and stopped.

Pulling back, he raised Gaara’s face to his own.

“I want to see your face.” He kissed him. Gaara nodded.

His fingers slipped down to the waistband and slid inside. Gaara’s breath hitched-- his lips parted, brows furrowed and eyes slid shut.

Naruto loved that expression. His fingers wrapped around that solid length and slid down to the curls at its base. Gaara’s mouth quirked into a round o. Naruto kissed those pinks lips and slid his hand back up. He could feel Gaara gasp. Getting over his nervousness, he started to quicken his pace, rubbing and squeezing in ways he’d always found pleasure. Gaara’s cheeks were a rosy pink, his breath quickening into short gasps and pants. Naruto rubbed the tip, spreading precum onto his palm. Gaara’s eyes flew open and Naruto could see just how deep into lust he had fallen.

Naruto kissed him hard, tongue plummeting into his mouth and rubbing faster. Gaara clung to him and started to buck into his hand. Mouths locked together, Naruto could feel every gasp and moan. Gaara’s breathing was getting faster, his thrusts more erratic and Naruto could tell he was getting close.

“Na… Naruto,” he managed to whisper. His hands locked onto Naruto’s arm in a bruising grip. Naruto pulled back and watched. Watched the parted mouth open in a quiet groan, the cheeks, flushed with arousal, the way his face scrunched up in pleasure—in need, and the tilt of his head, thrown back in helplessness.

His hand felt sticky. Gaara relaxed his grip and his shoulders slumped. For once, he looked completely vulnerable. Naruto put one arm around him and held him close. “There’s another memory to masturbate too.”

Gaara raised his head and grinned. “And what will you do?” Gaara’s hand slid over the very prominent bulge in Naruto’s trousers. Naruto gasped.

“Wait… need.to.clean. Ughn.” Gaara undid the top button of his trousers and slid down his zipper. A cool hand slid around his erection and starting stroking up and down. Naruto’s knees went weak. He braced himself against the wall with one hand.

“Against the wall.” Gaara tugged him forward and Naruto nodded, switching places with the smaller boy.

Gaara pushed him against the wall and kissed his jaw, his ear, his neck. Naruto closed his eyes. He moaned under the smaller boys ministrations both above and below the neck. He hissed when he felt cool air hit the tip of his penis and whimpered when he lost Gaara’s kisses.

But Naruto was quickly jolted out of it at the feel of something hot and wet wrapped around the tip of his penis. He felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. His eyes flashed open and looked down. Gaara’s eyes watched him carefully, his pink mouth wrapped around the tip of his erection. He rubbed the underside and slid his hand up and down while his mouth gave a few shallow bobs over the top. Naruto nearly sank to his knees. It took all his self control not to force himself down Gaara’s throat. Naruto started thrashing his head from side to side and moaning loudly. “Oh Gaara… I… close…Ah, Ah. Auuughn.”

Naruto panted. He opened his eyes and blushed at the sight of Gaara, a bit of white at the corner of his mouth.

“That’s dirty! Spit it out!” Gaara gulped.

“Too late.” Naruto turned a shade redder. “You’re still hard.”

Naruto averted his eyes. “That happens. Sometimes it takes more than once.”

“You always did have good endurance.” Gaara licked his lips.

“Don’t! As much as I liked it…” Naruto slid down to the floor and pulled Gaara against him. “Get onto my lap.”

Gaara complied. Naruto’s hand dove into Gaara’s still unzipped pants and tugged on his semi-erect penis. Gaara moaned and kissed him. Fast hard strokes had him up again in no time. Naruto tugged down the red head’s boxers and freed the straining erection. Gaara pulled himself closer and bucked against him. Naruto shifted and brought their bodies against each other. His fist wrapped around both their erections and his hips bucked upwards. Gaara let out an unearthly moan. Naruto’s thighs spread a little wider, his body sliding more and more towards the floor until before he knew it, Gaara was straddling him; bodies were sliding, and the world had narrowed down to the pleasure emanating from flesh upon flesh, heat against heat, and the knowledge that the other needed it just as badly.

Somewhere in the back of his head, Naruto knew he should have tried to stay quiet, but each thrust forced a moan out of his throat that intensified with the pleasure.

Gaara placed his mouth over his own and engaged him in a deep kiss. He rolled his hips fast and hard, wedging his own hand in between to rub over both of their tips.

Naruto lost it. His loins tightened, his body stiffened and with it came the greatest sort of relief. Gaara was close behind.

Gaara collapsed on top of him. He could feel the smaller boy’s heart pounding against the drum of his own. Their breaths still came in gasps and they lay still until until it evened out.

“That was hot.”

Gaara nodded against his chest.

“I won’t have to look at porn for at least a week!” Gaara lifted his head and gave him a half hearted glare. “We’ll just have to make this a weekly thing.” He winked. Gaara chuckled.

Kin Kon Kan.

“Shit! We have five minutes to clean up and get to class!” Naruto fumbled to sit up. “And my lunch! I didn’t get to eat lunch!” Gaara calmly disentangled himself from the excitable blond and pulled out a handkerchief. “It’s your fault! Now I’m going to be STARVING all afternoon.”

“Then next time I’ll remind you that you prefer food over me.” Naruto stopped. He scratched his chin.

“Maybe if I eat between classes… Yeah!” he smiled. “That won’t be so bad!”

Gaara shook his head in disbelief.

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