Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams

By: Chu-leh

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"Hnn." Itachi allowed a pale hand to run slowly down Garra's face, until it reached his throat, where it squeezed tight enough to leave marks, but not quite enough to strangle. "I really don't know why my brother lowered himself to have a boyfriend. Love is nothing but a distraction."

Gaara shivered. He could feel the tips of his fingers trembling. Inside the Fourth Dimension created by Itachi's Sharingon, there was no one but them two for the next 72 hours. All Gaara wanted was to be killed before Itachi started with the never ending torture for three days straight. He looked away quietly, trying to hide the sheer terror that chilled his spine when he felt the Fourth Dimension cut off the mental connection between his mind and Shukaku, the demon within him. He was, literally, powerless right now.

Itachi released Gaara's throat in favor of tangling his fingers in the blood red locks. Gripping it tightly in his grasp, he jerked Gaara's head back hard enough that if not for the fact that they were in the dimension the sand ninja's neck surely would have snapped.

"Tell me, what did my foolish little brother tell you about me?" Itachi asked, his other hand returning to trace fingers along Garra's discolored flesh in an almost caring gesture. That was, if not for the fact that each touch sent a shiver of pain through his system

Gaara immediately bit down a whimper of shocking pain that stabbed into the depth of his bones. He had to chew on his lips until they bleed. He refused to reply. He had heard from Sasuke that his brother Itachi was the murderer of the entire Uchiha clan. Being a murderer himself, Gaara didn't really care about the killing, or the amount, but Gaara never tortured the people he killed. He only killed people if he was told to or if he got pissed off at someone. He didn't find pleasure in slowly doing... anything... to the victims except to bath in their blood after they died.

Itachi tsked. It was his world, he knew what was running through his victim’s mind. "So he did tell you what I did, did he? Did he tell you I would take away everything that meant anything to him, so he would grow stronger?" Itachi grasped Gaara's hair a bit harder, his other hand dragged his nails slowly along Gaara's cheek, leaving thin, crimson lines. "Do you know what I'm going to do to you?" Itachi asked with an almost sense of disinterest.

Gaara was a murderer, a monster, and had a personality that matured way too early; but, truthfully speaking, he was still a little boy in many aspects. He had never gone past the kissing stage with Sasuke, just feeling that staying with such a person comforted him. He had never seen what torture could be done to helpless victims. He had never even thought of doing anything but killing. Pain was something he definitely was not familiar with either, his since sand armor and sand defense always shielded him, no matter how many times he tried to stab himself. So, in Itachi's world, Gaara was in shock. Pain. Vulnerable. Naiveity. Helplessness. And his mind was even raped of any last line of defense.

"I suppose rape would be the right word." Itachi mused, turning the boy so he laid on his back, unable to move. "I'm going to take you away from my brother, break you so he can never have you again. He was foolish to believe that I would allow any happyness in his life."

Itachi's hand started to slide slowly down Gaara's suddenly bare chest, sending shivers of unknown feeling through Gaara's body. "Your body is currently 150 percent more sensitive as it usually is. Prepare yourself." with those words, Itachi leaned over and pressed his lips against Gaara's. His actions cold and machanical.

Sasuke had told him once, that while Gaara did things that were ten times worse than many ANBUs, Gaara always had the eyes of a confused little boy. Hate, loneliness, painful, and defensive they may be, but they always held a confused innocence that compelled Sasuke to kiss them.

No, Gaara thought, stop extracting thoughts and memories from my head. They belong to me. He did not have many comforting memories as it was. Stop it. Stop taking his memories of Sasuke out from his head Gaara felt like he wanted to thrash and scream so badly that it was painful. He couldn't, however, and simply watched cold, inhumane actions administered to his body.

“I don't think I will." Itachi said, pulling away, and beging to kiss his way down Gaara's neck. "If you're so found of your memeories of my fooolish little brother, perhaps I should just help you make a few more." As Itachi wrapped his mouth along a pale red nipple, he pulled away and looked up at Gaara, with Sasuke's face.

"What's wrong Gaara? Are you scared?" 'Sasuke' asked, leaning up and giving Gaara a reasurring kiss, one so familiar to the red head. "Don't be. I'll go slow Gaara."

"S-Sasuke...?" Pain, strange sensations, and coldness attacked his body all at the same time, and Gaara couldn't help but hope that this was one of those things called 'a bad dream.' But it couldn't be. He was not able to sleep, ever.

This was not Sasuke. Not Sasuke. Oh gods please don't let this be Sasuke. Remember what happened before. This was a bad dream. A bad dream.

He felt his lips consumed, and almost as if it was a familiar sensation, he moaned very quietly. Oh gods, someone stop him. Stop. Stop. Stop. STOP

"It's okay Gaara. I know you're not used to this." Sasuke continued, his fingers lacing with Gaara's and he placed another gentle kiss to Gaara's lips. "I'll go slow. Nothing's gonna hurt you Gaara. It's just me and you." Sasuke started to kiss his way down Gaara's body, stopping to rest his lips against the wildly throbbing pulse below the skin of his neck. Gaara was writhing and letting out soft, uncontroled moans at his actions. He nipped and suckled at the area, before biting hard, deep. If not for the fact that this was a dream world, Gaara surely would be on his way of bleeding to death. "I'll be gentle Gaara." Sasuke continued, looked up at his, his lips tinged with the sand ninja's own blood as he lapped at the crimson essence.

Gaara almost screamed. No no no no no

But 'Sasuke' felt so nice and gentle... and oh gods he loved Sasuke holding his hand... AHHHH NO STOP IT --- but it felt so good and Sasuke made his heart skip a beat just by saying his name ---- STOP IT I SAID KILL ME KILL ME --- ...No... Oh gods no, please kill me, please don't leave me alone, please stop it please love me...

And then did he scream, when he felt teeth penetrating his skin deep in, and his Sasuke smile at him with blood dripping down his jaw and neck.

Please stop.

"I know Gaara, I know. But you told me not to stop no matter what. You wanted to do this, remember?" Sasuke asked, pressing his bloody lips to Gaara's. He continued to work his way down Gaara's chest, running his hands soothingly over the trembling skin. He bit gently on hardened nipples, pulling himself up to eye level when Gaara began to trash and whimper.

"It's okay Gaara. It's okay." Sasuke pressed his forehead to Gaara's. "I love you, okay? You know that, right Gaara? I love you, and I'll never hurt you." Sasuke pressed his lips to the corner of Gaara's lips. "I love you, Gaara." a kiss. "I love you." another kiss. "I love you. I love you. I love you."

"I... I... no..." he could only manage, because Gaara didn't really know the difference between a dream world and reality - since he had never dreamed before in his life. But what was happening now wasn't right. Why didn't he remember any of these things happening before? WHY couldn't he remember any warnings in regards to what Sasuke was saying? What was happening? He didn't understand anymore.

But Sasuke said those words.

But he said those words. Wasn't love that thing that saved him in the first place? Didn't Naruto teach him that? Didn't Sasuke hold his hand one day without looking at him straight in the eye, and whispered them the way he did now? So this must be good. This had to be good, because love was the only thing - only thing - in the whole world that stopped him from being the monster he was born and meant to be.

But...

No...

No...

Gaara did something he had never, ever done in his life before.

He squeezed his eyes shut out of fear.

"What's wrong Gaara? Don't you believe me?" Sasuke asked sitting up and pulling Gaara into his arm, hugging him tightly in his arms. "I know you're scared Babe, I know." Sasuke soothed, holding Gaara tightly to him. "But there's no reason to be. I love you Gaara, if you want to stop, we can." Sasuke pressed his lips to Gaara's temple. "We can always try again later Babe."

There was something that he was forgetting. Something important. Something almost, threatening. Yet he couldn't remember what it was. It almost scared him.

Almost as if in trance, Gaara timidly opened his eyes, and whispered, "Really...?"

Sasuke smiled down at him. "Of course Gaara. Do you want to stop Babe?" He kissed Gaara's lips, smiling when the slightly smaller boy kissed back, wrapping arms around him. "We can stick to kissing for as long as you need to."

Gaara almost crumbled under the gentleness. He just wanted; he just wanted... "I..."

He stared at Sasuke's blood stained lips and wondered if there was something important about how abnormally red those lips were. He wanted to kiss Sasuke, and feel comforted, but something tugged at the back of his mind saying no, he didn't want to kiss Sasuke. But why would he not want to? Sasuke had already kissed him several times before. Nothing bad every happened. "...kiss me?" Gaara whispered, tentatively.

“Of course." Sasuke leaned down, pressing Gaara to the soft bed that hadn't been there a few minutes before and pressed gentle caresses of lips against Gaara's. Running his tongue along Gaara's bottom lip, nipping at it gently, and snaking his tongue into Gaara's mouth when lips parted. Gaara melted into the kiss, as Sasuke's hands ran down his arm, over his shoulder, no where too intimate or new. Pulling away, Sasuke kissed Gaara's forehead. "Feel better now? Do you want to keep going, or do you want to stop?"

Maybe it really was all just a bad hallucination. Nothing could've happened. He was pretty sure he was on his way to meeting Sasuke in the afternoon today. So he probably just wasn't paying attention before that.

Gaara nodded as he looked up at Sasuke's eyes and smiled timidly, "If... if you don't want to stop... don't stop..."

“All right. Tell me if you want to stop, all right Gaara?" Sasuke asked, kissing his way down his chest again. Gaara moaned at the sensation of Sasuke sucking his nipple, his hand touching and exploring slowly, gently. Just as Gaara was starting to really enjoy Sasuke's gentle ministrations, Sasuke sunk his teeth deeply into Gaara's over sensitive nipple, electing a scream from the boy.

No no no no no He was supposed to have gone out of whatever form of nightmare this was before NO Why was there pain again? Why was Sasuke hurting him? Didn't... didn't he promise? Didn't he say that he loved him?

Breathing shakily, Gaara looked up at Sasuke, "You... you..."

Please let this be a nightmare only. Please let this be a dream. That did not happen, did it?

"What's wrong babe?" Sasuke asked, as though nothing was amiss. "Am I going too fast again? Do you want to stop Gaara? I'll go slower if that makes it better." Sasuke pressed more kisses to Gaara's face, and the pain nearly vanished. The wound wasn't there anymore. "Do you want to stop Babe?"

He had to be losing his mind. What was it with these flashbacks? What was happening?

"I... Sa-Sasuke?" Gaara looked down and it was almost as if it was his imagination that there was a wound bleeding there just a few seconds ago. What... what are you doing to me? Gaara looked up at Sasuke, this time, out of fear. He was trembling.

"I'm making love to you Gaara." Sasuke said softly. "You wanted me to, remember? What's wrong Gaara? You don't look too good babe. Do you want to stop?" Sasuke pressed more kisses to Gaara. "I love you Gaara. You know that. Everything's okay. Now, tell me what's wrong. You're not acting like yourself."

Sasuke looked down concerned with his love. "You can tell me anything."

No no no In a small voice something in back of his mind said NO but he loved Sasuke's kisses and he loved just hearing Sasuke say his name and oh gods was is this feeling of utter terror at the back of his head that's stopping him from doing what he wants-

"I... n-nothing." Gaara could only fear making a wrong response.

"You can't lie to me Gaara." Sasuke said, turning Gaara's face so they looked each other in the eyes. "Tell me Babe. I love you, and I'll do anything I can to help you."

"I-I-I'm not lying." Gaara whispered, scared and a little defensive. "I... I'm sorry, it's... it's probably just Shukaku playing tricks on me... I..." There was something about Sasuke's eyes that Gaara couldn't quite place. It was different. He thought it was probably because Shukaku scared him just now. It was all ok. He was sure of it... "I... I want you..." Gaara whispered this time, looking down at the bed beneath him, his hand timidly found Sasuke's and laced their fingers together; his favorite thing to do even before they even kissed.

Sasuke's features relaxed. "All right. Still, tell me if you get scared or Shukaku starts playing tricks on you again, all right Babe?" Seeing Gaara nod, Sasuke kept their fingers intertwined as he kissed his way down Gaara's chest, to his stomach, where he let his tongue twirl along his navel. Dipping his tongue inside, enjoying the squirming and soft whimpering he got in return. Smiling to himself, Sasuke continued to kiss down, until he reached the hem of Gaara's pants. "Is this alright Gaara?"

"S-Sasuke..." Gaara moaned as quietly as he could, being to timid to make any noise at all. Tentatively he placed a hand on Sasuke's shoulder, while looking at anywhere but Sasuke's eyes. "I... un..." he shivered, not really knowing what that particular feeling meant, he nodded shakily.

"Okay." Sasuke slide the pants off of Gaara, his lips kissing and nipping at the untouched flesh of Gaara's inner thighes. His hand reach and slowly began to pump Gaara's quickly hardening member with his hand as Sasuke continued to kiss the area around Gaara's arousal.

Gaara gasped, and his pale skin was by now rather flushed and moist from a thin sheen of sweat from trying to keep all the sound from coming out between his lips. When Sasuke's hand touched him he felt it was the most intimate thing he'd ever felt before, yet at the same time, it was something foreign and frightening. He shivered, and then, couldn't help himself but moan loudly finally, when Sasuke's kiss pressed between his legs.

"See, it feels good, doesn't it?" Sasuke said, slowly working Gaara's arousal into his mouth. He heard Gaara let out a chocked cry as he started to suckle on tip, felt him try to desperately buck his hips further into Sasuke's mouth. Sasuke chuckled, the vibrations running up and down the length of Gaara's arousal. Because of the boy's inexperience, he was quick to release into Sasuke's mouth. Sasuke swallowed it, and pulled away. "How was that?"

Gaara trembled, flushed and unsettled, as he nodded mutely. It was the first time he had ever felt anything like that. Kinda like the moment when his sand coffins squeezed the essence of human life out of its shell, but kind of different. It left his heart beating fast, and he felt spent. Thinking this was the end of this 'making-love', Gaara involuntarily closed his legs and looked at the ground some more. Blush rose to his cheeks, and his eyes were soft and unguarded.

"I love you." Sasuke pressed a kiss to Gaara's lips. "Ready for the next part?" Sasuke asked, smoothing sweaty bangs from Gaara's soft eyes.

Gaara was genuently surprised this time, "T-there's more?”

“Mm-hmm." Sasuke kissed Gaara's forehead. "This part will hurt at first, but then it'll feel good. Do you want to do this Gaara? Do you trust me?"

There really was no turning back. Gaara was not really afraid of the pain, but it was more like he had never known it existed until the very first time he had battled Sasuke in the Chuunin exam. And the times after that were few enough to be counted with just the fingers on one of his hands.

But trusting someone...

There was a hesitant pause, and slowly, and very subtly, Gaara nodded wordlessly.

"All right. Just relax okay Babe? Deep breathes." Sasuke spread Gaara's legs and kissed his lips. "Just relax Gaara." And with that, Sasuke forced himself inside to the hilt in one quick, painful, muscle ripping movement.

He didn't think he could make a sound that screamed something so utterly helpless and incredibly weak. He hadn't even dreamt that he could have the expression of terror on his face from mere pain. And Gaara had never, ever, understood why exactly trust was such a horrifying thing until this moment.

After the scream there was a very numbing, slow motioned silence.

All he could hear himself say, rather calmly, in shock. "You said... it wouldn't hurt..." and he blacked out. Before this, Gaara hadn't known the meaning of that word.

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