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The Chidori
was charged, blue shards of energy filled lightening shattering the
air with the sound of a thousand chirping birds. The target was in
sight, trying to hide behind walls of desert dirt but they wouldn't
matter in a minute. Not when this bad-ass move hits. Sasuke could
still see those eyes. That cold gaze somehow born from a desert that
had probably seen enough dead people to put an army sized graveyard
to shame. He charged, soul ablaze and his Sharingan spinning faster
and faster and faster.

That
bastard with the red hair who spoke words of loneliness and death was
encasing himself in tight sphere with only a small gap giving way for
entrance and if Sasuke didn't get to it fast enough, he'd lose it.
There was only one way in. The crowd hushed in unison. The moment
they'd all been waiting for and had booked the day off for. Finally.
There was similar excitement amongst the men and open minded women of
the audience; the kind you find in a quiet room, with the lights off
and tissues nearby.

The barrier
was penetrated. Inside, darkness. In the centre, the prize. Sasuke
could barely hear his own breathing over the sounds coming from
inside. Those the breadths drifted over his arm, hot and raggid. The
sun decided to turn, giving just enough light inside to see inside
the sand sphere but Sasuke already knew what was dripping all over
his hand. He could feel the tension of torn muscles beneath his
finger nails. And the blood. Sasuke could feel some sort of heat
coursing over him and it wasn't from the fluid leaking out of the
other person's body.

Then, the
most stupid and disturbed idea popped into the Uchiha's mind and it
made him exicited when he pictured it.

The opening
had been widened enough for Sasuke to thrust his whole body inside,
trapping himself within the darkness with a bleeding sand demon
inside. The Uchiha could almost feel the confusion swirling around
him, like he was the stone thrown into the calm stillness of a
tranquill pool. The sand couldn't attack the invader without harming
its host, not while Sasuke had his hand buried into Gaara's shoulder.

"Uchiha!"
A voice of a monster called out as the light was cut off and darkness
consumed them both. Now there was nothing but a ball of sand, two
bodies inside and one slowly bleeding onto the other. Even in pitch
black that made up this confined darkness, the pair could still see
each other eyes; blood red against stone jade. Pure fury eminated
from those tiny green points but the rest of the body wasn't going to
put up much more of a fight. Sasuke had Gaara pinned, the red head's
body no longer coated with sand to protect intself in the outside
world. The body had become lighter and weaker. Sasuke stared at wound
hungrily, a new urge taking over and filling his head with a wicked
and wonderful idea.

The Uchiha
brought his tongue between his index and ring finger where a thick
trail had begun to coagulate and swept at it with the tip of his
toungue.

Holy......fuuuuuuuck!
It was bitter and tasteless yet tasted like someone had mixed it with
bits of metal. And god, it was delicious. Like that first lick at the
icing on the cake. It's sweet but the satisfaction lasts just for
that single moment. Even worse, when you go for that second lick that
will inevitably lead to eating the whole cake, someone comes along
and you have to close the fridge.

"Get the fuck off me,
Uchiha!"

"Not
gonna happen" Using his upper body weight, Sasuke pressed
himself in closer to keep Gaara in place but the brat was struggling
with everything he had. However, all it was really doing was causing
the blood to pump faster. Tilting his head just a little in the
right direction, Sasuke brought his lips just above his palm. It was
fucking risky to take his hand away but there was a prize that was
worth it waiting for him.

He gulped
it down. Nearly a mouthful of rich, foul tasting blood washed the
back of his throat. It was more refeshing than cold water on a hot,
sweaty day. Bottled water could never make you feel this good and it
deffinetly didn't make your pants feel this tight.

"Mmmm",
Sasuke groaned, letting his head fall back just for a second as if he
was trying to force any remaining drops of blood down his throat. "I
see why you boast about blood so much now. It's quite addictive"

"Fucking
psycho"

"Takes
one to know one right, bastard" Sasuke licked the red stain
from his lips, savouring the taste just for a moment before smashing
them into Gaara's untouched ones. Sasuke winced when he felt a sharp
pain bite straight through his lips, literally. No more than a second
later the same pain took hold of his neck. Sasuke could feel the
skin being torn apart as he pulled away. That red head bastard nearly
bit right through the jugular vein.
"That's more like it",
said Sasuke.

The Uchiha
struck hard, grinding his nails into the wound and driving a scream
out of Gaara. Yes, yes that's it. I.... I want you to scream.

"NO!
IT'S MY BLOOOOOOD"

xxxx

Sasuke eyed
up his prey with fresh hunger growling away inside him. All day and
night he'd been chasing the sand trio and the Uchiha's timing
couldn't have been better. The older two had actually left Gaara all
on his own. Had they abandoned their sand weapon now that he no more
than dead weight? Like it matters. He's alone! God, Sasuke had never
felt such a rush before and, somehow, the thought of pouncing and
taking that tasty little sand demon when it was completely unaware
that the Uchiha was watching only heightened the thrill. He just had
to see it again. Sasuke desperately had to see those green, shadowed
eyes leak with fear again. To see that dark delicious crimson juice
drip down that pale skin when it wasn't encased in sand. To have that
creature hiding inside the red head struggle viciously while Sasuke
toyed away at that helpless, untouched body. Just the thought of it
all left the Uchiha feeling so fucking horny. He could feel his
Sharingan surging with chakra, causing his whole body and certain
parts in particular to throb manically. He had to clam down or he'd
do something that would get him caught too early. Quietly, he reached
into the river and cupped a handful of the cool, moonlit liquid and
splashed it across his neck and forehead. That felt better. Can't go
in when you're all flustered. He'll spot you if you rush right in and
that'll ruin the fun. Just one more cool-off first.

That's when
Sasuke felt the inferno of desire extinguish as if hell had finally
frozen over. He looked over his shoulder, frantically searching for
the face of his outlawed, murderer of a Brother he had seen a moment
ago.

'Fool'. The
word played over and over again in his mind like an echoing taunt,
scaring the life out of him as he gazed into the river again and was
certain it was that bastard's face looking back at him. The whole
situation finally caught up and it felt like an iron punch to the
gut. Sasuke had acutally planned to..to...rape Gaara. No, worse than
that; he had tried to rape Gaara and was trying again with a very
good chance of succeding! Sick. He was sick in the head like that
evil bastard. Oh God.

Go!
Go now before you...before you want it again because you know the
second you look at that weak, worn out, helpless body again you won't
be able to stop yourself. Sasuke turned and only got two steps in
the direction away from Gaara when something thick and silent snaked
his waist and held him in place. Sasuke instinctively clawed at the
thing around him but his hands went straight through it like it
wasn't even there but he knew it was! It was weighing him down ,
keeping the Uchiha on the spot and it was moving too. Layer by layer
every inch of Sasuke's body was slowly being covered by something
that felt like ants crawling over his skin.

"You
picked a fine time to grow a fucking concience, Uchiha"

That voice;
Sasuke knew it and didn't at the same time. That dry rasp laced with
deadly malice emerged from the trees that Sasuke had planned to flee
into earlier. The figure was half hidden in shadows but Sasuke could
deffinetly make out the shape of tail. A very large tail, swishing
side to side.

"You
tempt this brat's body back at that fight, distracting him from
letting me loose and you let him get taken away. Now, you acutally
come all the way out here with a head of dirty thoughts just to fuck
off!"

Sasuke's
body was brought to the ground but the chakra charged grain in dirt
surrounding him cushioned the fall somewhat. It fell away from his
body, pooling around him as the weight of another body pinned him
down. From this angle, the light was able to help Sasuke clearly see
who was attacking him but he already had a good guess. That voice,
from the first time he heard it threaten his life, made his cock
twitch and ache. However, the face was very different. Sasuke was
suddenly struck with the image of a villain from a comic Naruto had
convinced him to read; one body with two faces, one dark and one
light. This body had half the face of demonic, dark eyed beast with
fangs as sharp as hawk tallon while the other half displayed a look
of years worth of fear that had been locked away for a long time and
was desperately pleading for someone to save him from this beast
about to eat him.

"Help....me....."

"Shut-up,
brat! He wants you so fucking badly and i'm up for some fun too so
just sit back and enjoy it"

"Uchi....ha.....don't
let him hurt....me"

"You
love it and you know it so shut the fuck up already, brat!" The
mouth was moving but two seperate voices came out of it. One of a
monster, the other... it terrified Sasuke even more because it
sounded exatly like his. The voice from his nightmares. the voice he
always had to hide and mask or he would remember how much of a scared
little child he really was. Trails of tears stained one half of the
hybrid on top of Sasuke while saliva dripped and drooled from the
other.

"Shhhhh"
A kiss, almost chaste touched one side of the face and nuzzled
against it with a feather-like touch. "Calm down, Gaara. You're
over excited, now settle down"

"Fucking
pussy! Where the fuck is this coming from? You were all over his pale
ass earlier today and now you've traded your dick and balls in!"

"Piss
off”, Sasuke growled with a genuince glare in his eyes. “I'm
talking to Gaara, you freak. Now fuck off"

"Son
of a bitch, Uchiha!"

This was
getting annoying now and Sasuke was never the type to just take shit
from someone who thinks they can throw it farther than he can. The
Uchiha stared directly into that black ball with the dot of dirty
gold inside it; so much hate just longing to break free and tear
apart flesh from bone. It had to go, now! In one, quick move, Sasuke
jabbed his fingers right in the centre of that hate filled eye. The
monster fled back, wailing loudly and covering his stabbed eye.
Sasuke wasn't sure who was controlling Gaara's limbs; the side with
the monster was using both hands to guard himself but only for a
moment before he launched forward with deadly vigour. Sasuke was
quicker. He was able to grab both of the monster's wrists and kept a
tight grip on them for fear of losing his face and eyes to the
vicious beast.

"Little
BASTARD!" Sand began to whip wildly through the air, quickly
surrounding the scrapping pair in a blizzard of sharp sand. Sasuke
ignored it. It was nothing he hadn't seen before and he wasn't going
to give this thing the satisfaction of scaring him. Using all his
weight, he threw his body forward and pinned the thinner, possesed
body to the ground.

"Tell
Gaara to come out and play or this 'little bastard' will take his
ball and go home", Sasuke taunted.

"I
could fucking kill you and drink every drop of blood from your
fucking body!" Sasuke felt himself smirking and the familiar
feeling of being turned on again. Jesus Christ, there really must be
something wrong with me, he thought to himself but he was having too
much fun to really care. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold on long
though. Inside, Gaara must the only force keeping that sand from
literally tearing his limbs apart.

"All
you know is pain, you sad, pathetic creature. You need Gaara to feel
something other than that don't you? I can make him feel like he'd
die from pleasure over and over again. He'd never be able to get
enough. You have to steal it from him just to get laid. Well guess
what? Go fuck yourself if you even can. I. Want. Gaara" A few
moments seemed to drift by, even the sand slithered by silently.
Then, a loud, feral roar cracked the, short lived, quiet atmosphere.
Sasuke used all his strength to channel his chakra down his arms and
into the ground, turning his body into one, life-size anchor as the
body below thrashed and crashed in retaliation. Sasuke just laughed.
Maybe he was more mad than this psycho was made out to be.

Suddenly, a
errie calm settled itself in the air. The sand froze in mid air just
for a moment and dropped to the ground like someone had let it slip
from their hand. Faint but exasperated breadth were all that could
be heard from both the young teens. Those dark, smudged eyes always
made the sand boy look so tired and desperate for sleep and right
now, he looked truly exhausted and worn out. Sasuke wasn't too far
off it himself but...God this guy looked so fucking pretty when he
looked helpless. However, that beastly, hungry side of the red head
was kinda hot too.

"Gaara",
Sasuke whispered closely. "You in there?" Green eyes
flickered from side to side, as if they couldn't quite see and were
just looking in any direction possible. Sasuke's voice seemed to help
guide them closer to a target.

"Uchiha......you......"

"He's
gone" Gaara closed his eyes and took a deep bredth. For a
moment, Sasuke thought this weird, red head was sleeping until he
open them again. The white of the orbs almost glowed in the middle of
the dark, the tiny beads of jade barely noticeable in the night
light. They looked, almost regretful.

"He's
not gone." Gaara croacked. "He'll always be here. He's
just back in the cage now"

"Fair
enough. Just tell me one thing then, where are we?"

"Where....are....
we?" Gaara said each word slowly like it was a new taste to the
tongue. The red head looked drowsy and half dazed like he'd taken a
real nasty hit to the head and, in a way, he had. Gaara looked
almost innocent from this angle; round face that still had a touch of
baby fat to it, not a scratch on his skin and his kanji tattoo stood
out like red wine against white table cloth. There was more
underneath though, Sasuke could feel it. Back when Gaara had followed
the Uchiha and Kakashi to the remote training grounds, he had talked
of loneliness in the way Sasuke had always known it. It had hit home
pretty hard and it pissed Sasuke off to know that someone could read
him like that.

"I
don't know what I am to you, Gaara. I know i don't like you though.
You're a pain in the ass" There was slight curl in Gaara's lips,
like he was trying to smirk but just didn't have the energy.

"You
piss me off too, Uchiha. Now get off me", Gaara said in a
monotonous tone. He looked like he could drop off at any moment.
Sasuke's fun was just about over. Great, just when it was getting
frisky. Short of tearing off Gaara's clothes and just having his way
with the red head, there wasn't much Sasuke could do about it. There
was no fun in banging something that didn't give some momentum to the
moment. Still, one little kiss wouldn't hurt would it?

However,
when it comes to Uchiha's, nothing is done on a small scale. Gaara's
mouth was already hanging open slighty and became weak under the
merciless pressure of Sasuke's lips against his. The red head just
didn't have the strength to push that bastard off anymore but his
throat was able to conjure up a small groan that surprised both
himself and Sasuke. Oh God, that was almost cute. The Uchiha made it
a little deeper, letting his fingers run through course strands of
red hair and using them to lever Gaara's head into his even more.

Fuck! It
wasn't supposed to be this romantic, Sasuke's internal sadist moaned.
But, he'd settle for it. There was a light smack sound when the
Uchiha lifted himself away from those sand scented lips. Gaara's
eyes had become the shape of thin diamonds but were focusing as much
as they possibly could on two orbs of glowing red. Those blood
coloured eyes were taking in every detail, recording it all to memory
and spinning with an almost hypnotic effect .

"I
have to go, Sasuke", Gaara said in tired whisper. "My
siblings will be back soon. They only left to get some water"
Then, almost like that sand bastard had summoned them, Sasuke could
hear a twig snap. Fifty feet away. If he left now he had a good
twenty second head start. Jumping to his feet in one, quick move,
Sasuke waisted no time in making his escape. He wasn't as worn out as
those other two Gaara was with but he'd have a tough time defending
himself against that fan and the neck breaking puppet on their own
and he wasn't about to risk a two on one ordeal this far away from
the village.

It wasn't
until he had a near five hundred yards that Sasuke realised he never
said goodbye. Well, at least not verbally. Oh, like it fucking
matters anyway. If you keep thinking stuff like that you'll become as
airheaded as Sakura after she's read one of Kakashi Sensei's books.

Sasuke
stopped abrubtly when his senses didn't pick up any signs of chakra
following him for nearly four minutes. The temptation to run back was
making a very strong argument in the horny Uchiha's mind but the risk
was just too great right now. Others from the village would be in
pursuit soon and would most likely find the sand trio by day break.
Still, if Sasuke was lucky enough, Gaara's siblings might be smart
enough to hide their demon Brother in an attempt to lure the enemy
away; leaving Sasuke to start pursuing his hunt all over again. Only
this time, the prey will surely have a bigger bite.
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