Who Am I Really(COMPLETE 5/4/10)

CHapter Warnings: The usual that's been warned in pervious chapters, Yaoi! Lemony goodness in this one. ^^
Author Note: Um... sorry for the extra week wait. I was having trouble with the sex scene which is funny since I posted sex scenes for another story. I wanted this to be love making, which is quite alot harder to write, cuz its has to be tasteful and passionate. Also only two more chapters to go, and like I said you better have tissues when reading. Oh This whole chapter is just flash backs of NaruGaa's life together. THat is all.

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Chapter Eight: Sinking Sand

With that one name uttered Sam was flooded by memories of the two of them from beginning to end. And Sara, Marty sitting beside her, could only watch in awe. A mixture of embarrassment and curiosity as the images flipped through over the screen.

Naruto leapt from the tops of the trees as the redheaded boy did as well, their hands clenched as they went to see who could make the final blow. Naruto's fist connected first, the feel of flesh slamming into his scuffed knuckles rippling up his arm. The two fell to the ground, completely exhausted chakra depleted, several feet apart form one another. Still the blond was determined to make himself clear, to help Gaara understand he didn't need to be alone anymore. That the boy, just like him, could become more than anyone expected of him to be.

"H-how?" The redhead asked his eyes widening as the blond kept getting closer to him.

"I was just like you, I hated everyone and everything. Everybody was afraid of me, blamed me for what had happened to the village. My loneliness made me sick, made me empty. I thought why, why me? But I decided that they weren‘t going to dictate who I was. I will make them see me, and because I have tried so hard so far I have friends." He answered as he inched closer and closer using his chin.

The red head stared at the blond as another boy dropped down from the trees. Hoisting the blond up on his shoulders the raven haired twelve-year-old leapt away. Gaara simply watched them go thinking over what he had been told.

Sarah’s mouth dropped open in surprise of this scene that Sam had never told her of. The man had forgotten all of this? It was so strange, she thought as the screen went blank for a moment before another scene came up. Marty and Sarah stared out into a beautiful field of tall green grass the wind blowing past the characters standing around the body of the redhead.

"Gaara... GAARA!!!" Naruto sobbed not able to believe that his friend was dead.

“This is what happens to those who carry the demon.” An old stubby woman stated breathing heavily.

The blond spun around on her his eyes blazing in anger, tears falling down his face.

"YOU shut up! It's all your fault. He wouldn't be dead if you hadn't sealed the demon inside him. Jinchurikis are people too! You treat us as if we're nothing, well screw you!” He accused pointing at her.

The old woman was taken aback by his words and the emotion the blond truly felt for the other man. Her face creased into a frown and she slowly made her way towards the fallen man. Kneeling down next to him, she placed her hands on the man’s chest.

Naruto sniffed and watched her push chakra into the redhead, watched her falter before kneeling down next to the body as well.

“I have loads of chakra, if you can use any of it…” he offered.

Again the old woman paused in surprise before coughing and nodding. “Place your hands over mine.”

The screen went black again before transferring to another memory. As loath as she was to use such a term, there was no better way to describe what she was witnessing. She quickly jotted down what she saw from the last scene before looking back up to watch over the next that came on.

"Naruto." The redhead greeted as he entered the room.

The blond glanced up to smile at his friend. "Hey what's up?"

"I come to give you a mission. I need you're help." Gaara replied looking as serious as ever.

Naruto stood up all humor gone. "Alright lets go."

Gaara nodded, Naruto trusted his long term friend, and details were not needed until they were well on their way. The two took off out the window and Naruto pressed his fingers into his wrist upon a tattoo. Soon after, several animal masked ninjas appeared around him running in sync.

“You guys are coming with, Gaara will explain on the way.” Naruto informed them.

The group of four nodded and continued on their way following their leader.

Marty blinked as time on the screen moved to quickly to see what was going on well enough. He could however determine they had reached whatever destination they were headed for and had run into trouble. Marty was rather amazed that even when it was sped up the details where all still there, something that he hadn’t seen in other trial runs. The movement on the screen slowed down as Naruto was hit by the enemy.

The blond fell to the ground blood splattering down over his jacket and he rose his hand to staunch the flow. His body convulsing with the pain, he gritted his teeth not really ready to give up just yet. He was a shunobi of the leaf and he had to finish what he started. Looking down he watched as blood started to swell up between his fingers and drop towards the ground.

“Damn it.” He cursed in between a wheeze.

Sarah stared up at the screen a frown on her face, that was highly suspect. To her recollection patients tended not to imagine themselves getting critically hit. The mind could interpret the wound as real and kill the person. What usually happened to patients was for them to wake before the hit connected, or somehow they always managed to evade.

The screen panned out as Naruto looked back when he heard screams. He relaxed minutely as Gaara walked towards him sand whipping up from the ground slicing people as he walked. Naruto jumped as sand quickly slid past him like a snake and wrapped around his opponent. The man gave a strangled sound in his throat as pressure was applied to his body.

“Looks like you pissed off my friend.” Naruto joked as he lifted his blood covered hand to point his thumb over his shoulder at Gaara.

The redhead came to a stop beside his blond friend, arms crossed over his chest his face impassive. Pale green eyes looked down at his friend taking in all the blood.

“How bad?”

“Just a flesh wound.” Naruto replied taking an unsteady breath in.

Gaara’s jaw clenched tight, his eyes flashing venomously at the other man before he was crushed under all the sand.

Marty was taken aback by the sight of the blood that splattered over the scene. He wasn’t a trained professional by any means but he was pretty sure that this sort of thing was unusual. He looked up at the woman standing next to him and took in her tense body language and white knuckled grip on the clip board. The woman was obviously thinking along the same lines as he was; what they were seeing was not something they should be witnessing.

Naruto was pushed up against a wall, not forcefully so but determined, by the red head. A body followed soon after and the blond felt his stomach flip flop at the closeness of Gaara. Before he could ask what was going on, lips met his own and his blue eyes widened. Whoa what?

"Naruto, I am in love with you." Gaara stated calmly, after pulling back from the kiss, putting everything out there ready for rejection.

He what?

Naruto’s face turned from one of surprise to one of superb happiness. His right hand lifting up to Gaara’s face his fingers tangling in the red hair. Slowly he leaned forward.

“Good,” He purred. “I love you too.”

Sarah's mouth fell open. "Im-impossible.... He only ever had lovers...never had he... it can't be true..."

The screen changed becoming darker before opening back up to reveal a room with a large four post bed covered in lush colors of rusted red and sand brown. Hands slid over shoulders, pushing a long coat off strong arms to fall on the ground to be immediately forgotten. Mouths opened and tangled in passion as groans were pulled from the throats of two lovers lost in their lust.

Pants, unfastened, fell deftly to the floor in a quiet swish of fabric and the kiss was broken only for hands and eyes to roam over heated plains of flesh. Long fingers tangled in red to pull back on the head to reveal a pale throat a mouth latching onto it almost immediately.

“Naru,” The man groaned in a whisper.

Carefully they slid onto the bed, only untangling themselves from one another long enough not to fall to the floor before loosing themselves in the touch, taste, and smell of the other. Strong hands slid down the sides of the red head, said man curling into the talented hands letting out a low moan.

It was easy to tell they had done this many times before with how comfortable they were with one another. Sarah stopped writing unable to comprehend what she was witnessing. Everything she had ever known everything she had been taught told her this was all make believe, yet…

A slick finger slid into the man below before a second was pushed in to prepare for the coupling they were sure to have. Two men groaned, both impatient to begin, and the one body arched up as hands slid down a muscular back. Staggered breath puffed out between swollen lips as hearts began to race with anticipation. It never mattered how often they coupled, how familiar it always was, to the both of them it was like the first time every single time.

Marty looked away from the screen suddenly highly uncomfortable with what he was looking at. He himself was gay, and though he never minded the occasional porn video he felt like some sort of intruder. Marty felt like he was dirtying a sacred moment between two people, even though it was supposed to be fake. Some how watching this play out was wrong to him and he focused his eyes hard on the tilted floor at his feet.

The two cried out together as bodies became one and moved together in a dance of lust and love. Lips collided once again as the two clung to one another desperately as if this could be their last time together. Groans and moans of whispered words, pleas, and thanks for what they had could barely be heard over the speakers.

Foreheads were pressed together noses bumping slightly as bodies moved together seamlessly. Arms wrapped around one another, sweat trickling down over hot skin, and chests tight with the feeling they held for one another they made their way closer to climax.

"B-be mine forever?" Naruto spoke roughly so close to reaching his orgasm.

"Always." Came the equally deep reply.

The two managed only one more movement before reaching their orgasms together moaning out each other’s names. Panting and sweaty the two collapsed into the bed staying tangled together. One hand wrapped around another bringing it up to smiling lips to kiss the back.

“Love you…” Naruto whispered keeping the hand against his lips.

The red head smiled softly before placing a kiss to a sweat slick forehead.

“I love you as well.”

"This isn't making any sense to me." Marty said finally looking back up at the screen. "What are we watching right now?"

Sarah was afraid to actually answer that, her training and knowledge contradicting what her gut was telling her this was. Her eyes were wide and her pen and clipboard fell to the ground in a clack of commotion. Slowly Sarah’s body began to shake as she was no longer able to deny what she knew was truth.

"A... man's ...life..." She whispered as she followed her pen and board to the floor.

Naruto looked over at his companion and smiled. It was so good to be alive and know you loved. It felt great to have peace even in a time of tribulation. He wasn’t to much a moron to know to be thankful that he had someone to love. His grin widen and he continued to stare at the redhead until the other looked over.

"What?"

Naruto shook his head. "Nothin' just wanted to say I love ya."

Gaara looked away as if embarrassed before answering, "Love you too Naru."

Naruto watched a faint red spread over the cheeks and his blue eyes began to glitter with amusement. One would never hear him complain about how he wished his life was different. He now had Gaara forever and loved him with every part of his being. Naruto figured one couldn’t become more happy than he was at that very moment. Thank the gods for such a life because without it he’d never been able to meet the other man.

“You can stop staring now.” The redhead whispered feeling flustered.

“Eheh, not ‘til ya kiss me.” He teased pulling the redhead closer.

Lips met shyly, as his lover wasn’t yet used to public displays, and they both smiled into it. Nope, his life was most certainly complete.

Sarah let out a small sob as she pieced everything together and realized that these to lovers where now separated by time, or universes, or whatever they were separated by. She sobbed for all the others that may have been telling the truth all along, and she sobbed for herself as she knew she was going to have to ruin her career to help these people. Sarah wasn’t a selfish woman, but the thought was frightening and she suddenly felt weak in the presence of such strong love.

Beside her Marty felt a twinge of jealousy before he pushed it aside. Slowly the screen went black again to fade back into the scene of the moldy room and rusted bars. This wasn’t going to turn out very well he just knew it. This was totally going to suck he decided, as the picture became clearer.

~TBC~

End Note:

Lady Laran: I'm afraid I can't answer that directly. You're just going to have to read through the entire story to find out. You may want to have a box of tissues though... that's all I'm going to say. Thank you for your wonderful review! Please continue to do so! ^^ *hugs*

Also it was brought to my attention that I could start a forum, and I'd love to do that but unfortuately I'm operating on dial up. THis causes nothing to upload right, and I'm lucky to be able to update. So I want to apologize to those who take care of archiving and all that cuz I know you work hard and me talking to my readers here, makes things more difficult. Kudos to all of you who work so hard to make this possible here! Love you guys.