Do Over

Welcome back to another chapter of Do Over, I would like to thank everyone for their patience in waiting for the next chapter do to the length it took longer than usual to edit it, but I hope you like the new chapter as much as I had writing it. Again I would like to thank everyone for all your support and comments. So without further ado here's Chapter 8.


Disclamer: I don't own Naruto that honor is held by Masashi Kishimoto, I'm just a fanfiction writer doing this for fun.


DO Over Chapter 8



Entering the kitchen, Naruto quickly spied Gaara leaning over the open oven to take out the custard he'd been baking for the creme brule dish. A black bandana with skulls on it was tied around his head and to Naruto's amusement his boyfriend still wore that faded green teeshirt with a picture of Oscar the Grouch on it that he had bought Gaara last April Fool’s as a joke; it was his favorite. The look his boyfriend wore was finished off by skin tight, faded, hole-filled blue jeans which he wore over dark green and stained ked's and had a chained wallet attached from his pocket to his studded leather belt. The blonde leered at the inviting image of Gaara bending over giving him a tantalizing view of his extremely cute and pinchable butt that Naruto had the sudden and inexplicable urge to squeeze, which under normal circumstances he would have done if Gaara hadn't been carrying a hot and potential harming item from the oven. So sadly til said item was placed down the groppage would have to wait. Naruto sighed at the injustice of it all as he leaned his body against the counter to wait till Gaara finished.

The redhead finally retrieved the dessert from the oven and turned around to place it on the stainless steel working counter. It was at that point that he noticed Naruto and smiled warmly in the blonde’s direction, causing Naruto's heart to beat a little faster at the warmth of affection in that stare. "Hey..." he whispered.

Naruto wasted no time in launching himself into the taller boy’s arms, wrapping his legs around his boyfriend’s waist and his arms around Gaara's neck, and leaning in close to grin mischievously into amused, emerald-colored eyes, "Hey...yourself, Smexy." Gaara laughed at the comment before kissing Naruto on the tip of the nose. Now free from the earlier threat of being burnt, Naruto finally gave into his temptation and moved both his hands to squeeze that tempting butt, "Damn, I've been wanting to do that all evening..." he grinned, causing the redhead to shake his head in bemusement.

"Hmm.... I guess it’s only fair then," Gaara started, cryptically moving his hands to squeeze his boyfriend's behind right back, causing the other to squeak in surprise. "Gaara....." The redhead laughed in triumph at the happy shock showing in the widened blue eyes.

"What?" he smiled sexy and slow for the other’s benefit, his green eyes sparked with mischievious intent. "All’s fair in love and war, Koi...." Grinning he leaned in to kiss those temptingly plump lips that he'd been craving all evening, letting their lips massage against one another's in delight. Gaara moved first to lick at the seal of the blonde's lips, asking for entrance, then quickly swooped in to claim his prize when the blonde gave his acceptance with the opening of his mouth.

"Mmm..., Gaara," Naruto moaned, moving his hands from the redhead's butt to encircle his neck to pull the other closer. They continued kissing for the next few minutes, allowing their bodies to naturally rub against one another's causing them both to moan and gasp in pleasure only to be interrupted by the none-too-nice coughing next to them. Gaara broke contact first and sighed, leaning his head against Naruto's to gather his composure. Turning his head slightly, he noticed with a grimace the annoyed look of the Sandpiper co-manager and the owner’s, Chiyo's, grandson, Sasori.

"Can't that wait til dinner’s finished?" he asked, having crossed his arms in continued annoyance. Despite his spiking, natural white hair that belayed his 30 odd years, Sasori tended to still look like a teenager with his short height and baby face.

Gaara smiled indulgently in the manager's direction, "Sure... Right, Genius?" Said genius looked up at the question directed to him from his preparation of one of that night's main courses, which in this case was some tuna fillets, to glare at the Sandpiper's head chef, Gaara, as if to say, 'Well, it’s your fault if I messed up.’ The redhead's sue chef, Shikamaru, tended to take his job very seriously, so it was a little surprising for Gaara to see the fillets cut in such an odd, yet very wrong way. Raising a hairless brow in surprise, he looked up questioningly at his sue chef, only to notice the other's eyes narrow in challenge just waiting for the other to say something to him. Shikamaru was pissed after all that he'd had to be in the same room as the two lovers and had tried to ignore the pair's attentions towards one another with no success, which caused him to not only mess up the cutting of the fish but also caused the genius's member to harden painfully wanting the attention he couldn't bring to it due to the job he had been asked to do. "I see... Well, it looks like dinner's over for this evening, Sasori."

"What?!" the manager shouted in surprise, "but we have a line, Gaara." Gaara was fully aware of the line the Sandpiper had constantly waiting in the wings every night wanting and waiting for an available table so that they can try the fare that one food magazine had said "was a delight for the 5 senses." It still surprised him that life had ended up this way, where he was the celebrated head chef of an exclusive and popular restaurant and not on the road leading to his eventual death due to his previous gang related activities. The whole change in lifestyle all happened the day he met one unforgettable blonde. He turned to gaze at said blonde out of the corner of his eye, eyeing the argument in amusement. 'It’s about time that I give him his present,' Gaara thought, and with this decision set in mind he turned back to the still flustered manager.

"Look, Sasori... I'll make it up to you, but for now I have plans...as I'm sure Shikamaru does... So let's call it a night, huh?" He grinned upon hearing the genius’s snort of annoyance in the background at the remark, "Just give the others our condolences. After all, despite the lack of raspberries we still managed to come out way ahead, right?"

Sasori grumbled, placing his hands on his hips in disgust, but he grudgingly accepted the redhead’s terms, "Fine..., but don't make it a habit, Gaara." He pointed at the chef to emphasize his words.

"Of course not... Come on, Naruto." Gaara smirked in triumph as he grabbed the blonde's hand, squeezing it lightly in reassurance before dragging him in the direction of the pantry, "I have something waiting for you."

Naruto smiled, liking the sound of getting something out of visiting their second favorite make out place, the pantry. He turned to the other two in the kitchen briefly to do what Gaara never did and waved goodbye, "Night, Shika! Night, Sassy-kun!"

"Stop calling me that, you idiot, " the manager groused, raising a fist in the blonde's direction. The genius for his part just waved back offhandedly, having become too used to Naruto's attitude to complain and proceeded to take off his apron. Shikamaru came to the decision that he needed a break after all and walked off in the direction of the restaurant's nearby office to give Chouji a call. Maybe his boyfriend could help him with the still evident problem in his pants.
Having lost both his chef and sue chef to their own devices, Sasori huffed in anger while looking around the kitchen at all of the food still laying out to be prepared, 'Just look at the mess they left me,' he thought, 'Better get some of the bus-people to clean it up and start kissing the waiting patrons’ asses again...' Armed with this annoying prospect in mind, he set off in the direction of the Sandpiper's entrance to do just that.

Pulling his boyfriend into the darkened pantry, Gaara smiled in nervous excitement; it was finally time to ask his important question to Naruto. Neither noticed the shadowed figure of Sasuke, who had managed to get past Temari and enter the kitchen and had followed the two as they walked off towards the back area where the pantry was located. The pantry was overly-large and filled from the floor to the ceiling with all the necessary supplies in place that helped to maintain the kitchen and the wonderful creations that came out of it. Sasuke had been surprised upon entering the kitchen to learn that the genius chef was none other than his rival, Gaara. It began to make sense, to the Uchiha, why the management and owner had taken measures to hide the redhead's identity, since it was against the rules of Konoha Highschool for minors to work while still attending school without the expressed consent of the school and the student’s parents. He watched as Gaara turned on the lights in the pantry exposing to all present the white cloth-laden table to better view. On top of the table lay a simple blue-green vase filled with the same large, orange poppies that had graced their dinner table earlier that evening. 'It must be Naruto's favorite flower,' Sasuke thought briefly in disgust also noting that laying beside it was a small box and next to that lay one of the two remaining raspberries tarts that Gaara had saved in reserve for the blonde for this evening specifically, despite the annoyance of Sasori who had needed them for the clientele.

Naruto gasped in surprise at the spread that lay before him; he had expected them to start making out by now, not the presents left to him on the table. "Gaara..." he whispered in stunned surprise. The blonde was touched by all the small details his boyfriend always seemed to remember to show him.
As if reading his mind, the redhead moved to encircle the smaller boy within his warm arms, wrapping them securely around Naruto from behind to hug the blonde close. "I take it you like your surprise?" Gaara whispered huskily, leaning down to speak into his boyfriend’s ear and causing Naruto to shiver in delight at the timber. "Well, it’s not over. Open the box..." The redhead nudged his chin in the direction of the box when Naruto turned to look at him over his shoulder as if the blonde could garner a clue just by looking at Gaara.

"Ok.." Naruto sighed already missing Gaara's warm arms around him as the redhead moved to allow him to reach down and open the box.

Opening the simple white box tied with an orange bow, Naruto noticed that inside lay a black velvet jewelry box . Naruto turned to look at Gaara again briefly in surprise not believing what his boyfriend was bestowing on him. Gaara remained stoic though, refusing to give the other a clue as to what he was thinking. Naruto turned to look back at the black box and lifted it slowly out of the larger white box that contained it and opened it. Nestled inside was a single burnished gold band with a fox and tanuki etched into it in white gold. Inside the band inscribed in kanji were the words “My Heart Mirrors Yours, May They Forever Bind Us.” He turned again in surprise to look at the warm and love filled smile of the redhead in awe. For all the imaginary faults everyone had seemed to see in Gaara, to Naruto he was perfect; the ring symbolized that as well as what the redhead felt for him. The ring was a promise from Gaara to Naruto that he would love him forever, and without hesitation Naruto slipped on the beautiful ring before moving swiftly back into his boyfriend's arms and embracing the taller boy.

Gaara laughed lightly in relief at Naruto's acceptance of the ring, since he had briefly harbored the fear that the blonde would decline the ring and reject him. It was a silly thought and one that Naruto would no doubt kick his ass over if he had heard it, but it was something that Gaara had worried about since the sudden reappearance of Naruto's ex into their lives. Gaara leaned over to lift the blonde swiftly into his arms to kiss him deeply yet meaningfully. The kiss held every promise and desire he held for the other.

Naruto sighed pulling away from the intense kiss briefly to catch his breath, "God, I love you, my Smexy Goth-man..." He smiled while leaning close again to trail soft kisses along the redhead’s jaw-line.

Gaara sighed in pleasure as Naruto continued the trail of kisses down the length of his neck til he reached the junction between where neck met shoulder and proceeded to nibble and lick at the proffered area causing the other to moan in delight. "Kami... I love you too, Koi..." the redhead groaned, laying his head against soft blonde spikes, "I'll never break my promise."

"I know..." the blonde grinned, having paused in his attentions to lean up and nip playfully at his boyfriend's bottom lip, "I accept your promise and give you mine as well." He laughed after hearing an uncharacteristic whoop come out of his normally quiet boyfriend. They began to kiss in earnest again still not noticing the Uchiha's presence hidden in the shadows of the doorway, watching them the entire time and shaking in anger with clenched fists at the words exchanged between the two.

The words brought with it the memories of a Christmas morning 3 years ago where a similar exchange happened between him and Naruto, causing his heart to break further at the news. The raven-haired boy looked down at the simple silver band that Naruto had given him on that day, remembering that he had swore to the blonde too that he would never take off the ring as long as he loved Naruto. Sasuke grabbed the ring in disgust and proceeded to remove it from his finger thinking that it seemed worthless and cheap now that Naruto no longer loved him, but he stopped in realization that, as he began to remove its warmth from around its position on his finger, while Naruto may no longer love him, he hadn't given up his promise to never stop loving the blonde back. He sighed in defeat, replacing the ring to its original position before grabbing one of the nearest liquor bottles stored in the back, not really caring what he grabbed. It wasn't like Sasuke to drink often, but the thought of the temporary numbness that came from an alcohol induced buzz would help the Uchiha to reclaim control over his emotions if only for the night. With this thought in mind, Sasuke left the two lovers behind, who were still embracing in the pantry, and went home.



Half a bottle of the aged Southern Comfort later, Sasuke collapsed in a drunken stupor onto the couch in his home, barely registering when the doorbell rang. He was too busy nursing his eighth glass that evening while laying on his back on the overstuffed, dark blue couch he'd just bought that week to notice when he was no longer alone; he was now surrounded by his BlackCurse band-mates: Kiba the guitarist, Neji the bassist, and Lee the drummer.

Kiba grabbed the drink from Sasuke’s hand and downed it in one shot, "Damn!" he shouted while pounding his chest with the palm of his hand, "That stuff's strong." He grinned upon noticing the bottle on top of the square, dark wood coffee table next to the couch. "Hmm..., don't mind if I do!" He grabbed the bottle and proceeded to chug the remaining lot while Neji just eyed him in disgust.

"Hey, Ifa... I wus difkin tha..." Sasuke mumbled dizzily as he tried to grab the glass that suddenly seemed like it multiplied into two, "Alish... Gimme on, dammit!" He grabbed again at the glass missing it completely and laid back down on the couch in a huff, "Astard..."

Dismissing Kiba's presence at the moment, Neji leaned down into a crouch next to Sasuke moving his hands through the long dark strands in thought, "So I guess it didn't go so well did it, Killer?" At Sasuke’s drunken snort he sighed, shaking his head in annoyance at trying to get some sense out of the sauced out of his mind singer.

"Eh, Sasuke-kun, you don't look so well," noted an overly perky Lee as he leaned over the back of the couch to stare at Sasuke in curiosity.

"I think that's obvious, Lee..." At his boyfriend's blush of embarrassment, Neji sighed, "Look... He's taking the wrong way out of dealing with his problems right now, so why don't you make us some coffee..."

"You got it!" Lee grinned, running off to find the kitchen to make some.

Kiba interrupted, "Problems...? What problems? Sasuke's too much of a bastard to let problems get to him."

"YOSH!! Found it!" Lee yelled his triumph in the distance having found the kitchen easily.

Neji sighed and rubbed his head tiredly, "Look, Kiba, I know your not that stupid..." He ignored the other’s glare at the comment, "Does this look normal to you...?" he pointed at the drunk and partially passed out Sasuke, "Because it’s not..."

Kiba snorted at the comment while rolling his eyes in disbelief at how the Hyuuga was viewing the situation. "Whatever...." and he left to find more booze in the kitchen where Lee was currently attempting to find a coffeepot.

"Just wait til it happens to you, then you'll understand..." Neji stated, shaking his head in astonishment at Kiba's attitude as he turned worried eyes in the direction of the sleeping Uchiha. "Don't worry, Sasuke... We'll make everything better. I promise..."

Sasuke awoke to the feeling of someone's fingers running absentmindedly through his hair. He batted at the hand thinking it was Neji again, "Stop it, Hyuuga... I'm not in the mood..." he grumbled, burying his face deeper into the couch cushion in order to avoid the Hyuuga's touch, only to hear a familiar and husky chuckle close to his ear. "Should I be jealous, Teme...?" Sasuke shot up in surprise from his position on the couch at the sound of Naruto's amused voice.

"Naruto..." he muttered, trying to push back his hair out of his face to get a better look at the blonde who was currently wearing a loose, black tanktop that had dipped down on one side exposing a smooth an tan shoulder and black silk bikini shorts covered in a raspberry pattern that lay low on the blonde's hip exposing a fair amount of his tan flesh below the belly button to the Uchiha's eye, which made him lick his suddenly dry lips in desire.

The blonde seemed to enjoy the perusal and arose from his position on the floor to straddle his legs on either side of Sasuke’s, "Aren't you happy to see me Teme?" he purred before leaning over to lick a line up Sasuke's cheek. Naruto laughed sensually seeing the confused look in those dark eyes, "Come now... I promise not to bite," he paused a moment to leer in Sasuke’s direction, "Hard..."

'This has to be a dream...' Sasuke thought trying to ignore his body's response to the other's attentions, "Look, Naruto..." he was stopped by a finger placed gently on his lips.

"You think too much..." Naruto stated simply before replacing his finger on Sasuke's mouth with his lips, gently coaxing the other to play.

Sasuke could feel his defenses crumbling against the other’s attentions. “Fuck... I give up!” he exclaimed quickly, tilting his head and moving his arms to grab Naruto close and began to kiss him desperately back as if the blonde was going to disappear or leave any moment, "Dammit, Dobe... I missed this so much..." he gasped between intense strings of kisses between him and Naruto. "But...what about Gaara?" he asked, worry clouding his judgement.

Naruto paused in his kissing to stare at Sasuke oddly, "Who's Gaara?"

Sasuke smirked, "Nobody... Come here..." Naruto smiled seductively as he was pulled to lay on top of Sasuke, straddling his hips. All of a sudden a noise, like the tinkling of bells, came from the direction of the fireplace. The Uchiha's eyes widened in disbelief as a red figure descended down the chimney in a cloud of smoke. Sasuke coughed to clear the oppressive smoke from his lungs as he starred in shocked disbelief at the figure that stepped out from the chimney. It was Gaara.

Gaara was dressed all in red: from knee-high, belted leather boots; to tight leather pants that hung low on his waist with crisscrossing, studded, and chained leather belts; to a netted, long-sleeved, see-through net shirt covered by a simple red leather tanktop. This was topped off by a red Santa hat tipped jauntily over one kohl rimmed, turquoise eye that seemed to twinkle with malicious merriment.

"Yay!!! Santa!!!" Naruto yelled in excitement jumping off from his position straddling Sasuke's hips. He ran over to Santa's side and started dancing from one foot to the other in anticipation. "Oh, Santa. Have I been a good boy? Have I? Have I?"

Gaara-Santa smirked and pulled the blonde close to whisper huskily into the shorter boy's ear, "You tell me, Naru-chan... Have you been a good boy? ...Or a bad boy?"

The blonde began to blush a bright red at the proximity of Santa's body to his and began to stutter in a different type of excitement, "U-Uh..."

Santa-Gaara continued to smirk as he eyed the blonde from his little toe to the tips of his blonde hair, "Let’s see..." He tapped his chin thoughtfully as though just deciding on something, "There IS one way to tell..."

"Huh?" Naruto looked at Santa in surprise, "I'll do it! Please, show me, Santa!"

Santa smiled wickedly at the prospect of showing Naruto before grabbing the blonde's ass with both hands and bringing Naruto's body flush against his own so that he could lean down to devour the other's mouth skillfully in a devastating french kiss that caused Naruto to moan loudly in pleasure, "Ooooh... Santaaaa..."

To say that Sasuke was pissed was an understatement. He ran at the two of them and grabbed onto one of the blonde's arms to pull them apart so that he could punch Santa-Gaara, "Naruto's mine, you bastard! Get away from him!"

Santa-Gaara grabbed Naruto's other arm so that he could pull him back, "This nicely wrapped package is all mine..." he smirked.

"Like hell he is!" Sasuke pulled at Naruto to bring him close, "He's MY package."

"No, he's mine..." the redhead smiled evilly at the Uchiha while pulling again at Naruto.

"Dammit, let GO!" Sasuke yelled.



"Let go... Let go..." Sasuke awoke in surprise to see his hands clasped around Lee's neck and Neji busy trying to pull his boyfriend away as he was starting to turn blue in the face. "Shit!" the raven-haired boy cried out in surprise, dropping his hands from Lee who began to gasp and choke before starting to breathe again.

"That's it, Sasuke..." Neji glared in disapproving anger, "No more alcohol for you. Besides... " he grinned, "It's about time we start Phase One of the 'Let's Get Your Dobe Back' plan."


Well, thats the end of Chapter 8. I am not sure when the next chapter will be coming due to the holidays, but I will update the story as soon as I can. As always I hope you continue to review since I look forward to seeing your comments and opinions on my story.
Also Many Thanks again to LadyChimera for her Beta help, its very much appreciated. JaNe for now