An Interwoven Web Of Deceit | By : Kalariona Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Hi all.
I have no excuses for this very late update. I bow my head in shame for myself. Gotta turn off the modem sometimes so I can get this done!
Anyway, thank you to all who are reading. I love you all and I appreciate all of your reviews.
This chapter is for all who wanted Gaara in the story. I tried and I hope I did okay with him.
Well, here you are:
AN INTERWOVENWEB OF DECEIT
Tangled Emotions - Part 1
Tsunade stared at the red haired boy, sitting across the desk from her. She had only spoken to him on a couple of occasions but had heard many stories. The main one being the one where ‘Naruto kicked his ass’ so to speak. She felt that it was most definitely embellished.
Gaara was a very quiet person. Admittedly he looked slightly freaky with his black-rimmed green eyes, always staring. Numerous people had backed away from him since he entered the village. It was actually a good thing for the boy that Konoha did not know about his demon. Then again, it was a good thing for the village that they didn’t know. Gaara’s reaction to being mistreated was totally different to Naruto’s. Where Naruto would try to ignore the comment, by acting clownish or like he didn’t care. Gaara would probably attempt a homicide.
Safety first. The village would remain ignorant of Gaara’s demon.
“Thank you for bringing this to my attention Gaara,” Tsunade placed the scroll into the top draw of her desk, “but can I ask you a question before you go back?”
Gaara inclined his head slightly, agreeing silently to the request.
“How much can you tell me about the affects that demons have on their hosts? As you are a host yourself, I need some advice.”
Gaara continued to stare at her, unblinking, which was beginning to spook her slightly.
“Why?” was his one word answer to that one.
“Lets just say, I’m curious.”
“I don’t believe you.”
Tsunade sighed. “Okay. I’ll just say that it concerns someone in our village.”
“Uzumaki!”
“How did you…?” Tsunade blurted out in shock, before catching herself. “I mean, what about him?”
Gaara smirked. “When you said someone, you meant Uzumaki.” This was said as a statement, not a question.
“Don’t be absurd.” Gaara’s smirk widened. Tsunade resisted the urge to hit him. “What makes you think that?”
“I wasn’t sure until you went into shock and confirmed it.”
She gripped the table, the force in her hands making the wood creak slightly. She was getting angry. With herself and with the smug boy sitting in front of her.
“What I would like to know, is why Uzumaki is involved with your question,” Gaara continued. “Maybe he has seen or has had a close encounter with another demon, or maybe he also has one inside of him.”
Tsunade looked away, knowing she had just given the answer away without saying anything, but not being able to help herself. She wished she had never asked the question in the first place.
“I should have known,” she heard Gaara mumble. “I knew there was something about him, since the time we fought, although I wasn’t sure. This answers a few questions.”
“He’s been getting headaches lately,” Tsunade sighed. “Strange and painful headaches with no explanations as to why. I thought that the Kyuubi was doing this to him.”
“So, Uzumaki is the host to the Kyuubi no Kitsune.”
“Yes. The fourth sealed him into Naruto, by sacrificing his own life. The Kyuubi was too strong to defeat.”
The sound of a chair scraping across the floor was heard and Tsunade looked up to see Gaara’s retreating figure, heading to the door.
“Wait,” Tsunade stood up as well, “you haven’t answered my question yet.”
Gaara stopped by the door, a hand on the door handle. “I don’t have an answer Tsunade-Hokage. It depends on how the demon was sealed into the host. You told me how his demon was sealed and it was done differently to mine. Uzumaki is different to me. His problems with his demon are not the same as mine.”
This was the only answer that Tsunade got from Gaara as the red haired boy left her office. It was probably the only answer she was going to get!
xxxx
It was the feeling of being watched, that made Naruto pause in mid step on the way to the Ramen stand and look around warily. The watching felt cold, but determined.
“Who’s there?” he called out, staring around the buildings. The street was very quiet for mid morning. Only a few bustling housewives walked the paths between the shops, talking in low voices. No one answered to Naruto’s tentative call.
The feeling didn’t fade and Naruto didn’t move from his spot next to the building. He kept staring around himself, still not seeing anyone suspicious.
“Maybe if you remembered that there is an up and down, as well as a left and right, you wouldn’t have been caught off guard.”
The slightly mocking voice came from above and behind him, and he turned around and stared upwards.
Gaara of the Sand was sitting on top of the high wall, one leg crossed across the other with his elbow resting on it and his chin resting on his hand. The way that he was staring at him, made Naruto shudder involuntarily.
“Gaara. What are you doing here?”
“Waiting for you!”
“Why?”
Gaara answered by suddenly jumping down from the wall, grabbing him by the upper arm and pulling him into the alley between the wall and the next building.
“I want a word,” Gaara finally answered, stopping at the end of the narrow alley next to some wooden crates.
“There are better ways of having ‘a word’ than dragging me down an alley,” Naruto grumbled, pulling his arm out of Gaara’s grasp.
“In private.”
“So why didn’t you say that?”
The redhead just stared at him, making no move to answer the last question. Naruto then realised that Gaara wasn’t wearing his normal attire, just like he wasn’t and was now dressed in the uniform of a Chunnin. He still had his gourd strapped across his back.
“Well,” Naruto looked away. “It looks like you got promoted.”
“Yes.”
“Why are you here?”
“Mission.”
“You’re finished?”
“Yes.”
Damn it Gaara,” Naruto turned back to stare at the other boy, “can’t you speak in constructive sentences at all?”
“Yes.”
Naruto sighed and pressed a hand to his slightly throbbing head.
“What was it that you wanted to talk to me about?”
“The Kyuubi!”
Naruto dropped his hand and looked at the boy in front of him in shock. He knew? No, he was jumping to conclusions.
“What about it?”
“About the seal. How it is affecting you and why you never told me that you are also a container for a monster.”
Naruto’s eyes were wide. “Who told you?” he rasped out. Gaara knew? In that case, who else knew?
“Your Hokage can be quite chatty, especially when she doesn’t mean to be. Her spoken mistake grew and grew until she was rambling.”
“Tsunade told you?” Naruto yelled. “Why that no good, lousy old hag!”
After ranting for a few minutes, pacing the alley a little, he noted that Gaara was still silent, but watching him intently. It wasn’t a challenging stare, but more intense, like he was looking straight through him. This disturbed Naruto slightly.
“Well come on then, talk to me,” he finally said, stopping next to the redhead and leant against the wall. “What exactly would you like to know?”
Naruto couldn’t actually believe that he was having what could be only described as a normal conversation with Gaara. . The other boy had never been classed as social. Most people who knew of him, would say that he was a murderous psychopath and would avoid him at all costs. After a few encounters with Gaara, Naruto had deemed him as ‘not so bad!’ In fact, as the only other person that he felt could relate to his situation, they were actually kind of friends.
“The Hokage said that you were suffering with strange headaches,” Gaara kept his eyes on him, “and you can’t seem to get rid of them.”
“Yeah.”
“She asked me if I knew why you would be getting them. I couldn’t help. I get headaches from Shukaku, but he is not sealed away in me, as Kyuubi seems to be sealed in you. As far as I heard, your headaches are not caused by Kyuubi.”
“Well, that’s kind of a relief,” Naruto sighed. “I’ve been worrying about that. I didn’t think he had anything to do with it, but you can never be sure.”
“So you have no idea what is causing them?”
“Not a clue.” Naruto brushed his hair away from his face, and then noticed that Gaara had moved closer to him. “Gaara, what….?”
Before he knew what was happening, he found himself pinned against the wall, Gaara’s lips pressed against his and Gaara’s hands holding his shoulders.
The kiss didn’t last a minute and Naruto didn’t respond to it, too shocked at the fact that it was Gaara doing this. Also, in his mind for some reason, were thoughts of Sasuke. What would his reaction be if he saw this? Ino only flittered through his mind.
When Gaara did pull away from him, licking his lips, all he could do was stare.
“Why… Why did you do that?” he finally burst out, covering his mouth with his hand. Gaara smiled at him. It looked strange on his face.
“Reflex action. I couldn’t help it.”
“Reflex action? REFLEX ACTION?” Naruto’s yell echoed in the alley. “HOW DARE YOU?”
“Easily.”
“Gaara,” Naruto growled, grabbing his collar and dragging him close again.
“Naruto, calm down and let me go or I will do it again,” Gaara moved even closer. Naruto let him go again after pushing him back, away from him.
“Don’t you even consider it.” Naruto continued to glare but inside, his stomach was churning. Gaara had not given him a proper answer for any of his questions yet. The whole conversation had been full of cryptic answers from the red haired boy and that unexpected kiss had been the last straw. “I’m leaving.”
He moved past Gaara and began walking back up the alley.
“Wait,” Gaara grabbed onto his upper arm and he flinched slightly.
“What is it?” Naruto growled.
“Look,” Gaara tightened his grip, “I won’t say that I’m sorry for doing that. I’m not. I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now, but I didn’t mean to offend you.”
“You didn’t offend me, it’s just…” Naruto felt his anger slowly fade. “You surprised me. I didn’t expect that.”
“Was it unwelcome?”
“Unwelcome?” Naruto echoed. “Well, I’m dating Ino at the moment and I never thought about things like this, especially with another guy.” ‘Except Sasuke,’ his mind supplied evilly. ‘Especially that evening after you told him about Kyuubi!’
“So it was unwelcome.”
“Yes, no, I don’t know.” Gaara let go of his arm and Naruto slumped against the wall. “I don’t know what I’m feeling at the moment. I’m just confused.” He heard Gaara shuffling his feet and then saw his hand approach him and settle on his face, gently.
“I’ll leave you to your confusion then, before I confuse you further. I’ll take my leave.”
He removed his hand and then walked up the alley. He turned the corner when reaching the street and then disappeared. Naruto stared after him for a few moments, then shook himself and begun to cuss…
xxxx
“So, since when have you two started hanging out together?”
Sakura looked over at the pliant Shikamaru, snoozing next to them, under the tree they had decided to have a break by. He seemed contented to her and not once had he complained about being bored or finding something too bothersome. It had been a pleasant shopping trip, stocking upon a few necessities and a few indulgences. In fact, she was munching away on a small chocolate ice cream and Ino actually had a large mint flavoured cone and had bought a pack of chocolate covered toffee balls.
“Since you and Naruto began going out,” she answered, taking another lick of her ice cream. “He’s a very interesting person to talk to.”
“Shikamaru?” Ino looked at her strangely. “You sure?”
“Yes, she’s sure,” Shikamaru muttered from behind her. Ino let out a chuckle.
“Yeah, yeah. You’ve changed Sakura, did you know that? What happened to you?”
“How do you mean?” Sakura bit into her cone. I’m the same old me.”
“Same old you,” Ino repeated, scoffing. “Yeah right. What happened to your Sasuke obsession?”
“My Sasuke obsession.” Sakura stared at her oldest friend, pondering the question. What actually did make her change her mind about the dark haired heartthrob? There were a few things that had helped. Sasuke’s dismissing attitude at his home. Ino’s talk with her to ’grow up.’ It was a numerous amount of things. “I guess you could say that I got over him. I realised that I was wasting my life chasing him and that I didn’t like him in the way I thought I did. You were right about that.” She saw, then ignored Ino’s smug look.
“Well, that’s good.” Ino opened her pack of chocolate balls, offering one to her before eating one herself.
“What happened to your constant diet?” Sakura couldn’t help but ask. “Aren’t you afraid that you’ll put on weight?”
“I don’t need to diet,” was the other girls reply, “I’m quite happy as I am.”
“Really?” Sakura asked sceptically.
“Really.”
“What brought this on?
“Naruto told me that guys didn’t go for girls who were built like sticks, in so many words. He told me that dieting was a pointless exercise. Anyway, I seem to burn it off when I train with him.”
“Is he training you for the Chunnins?”
“Yeah. He said he would teach me a technique, but we are still in the early stages at the moment. It’s really difficult.”
Sakura stared at her friend, watching as she munched on her sweets. Her best friend had changed a lot. Then again, Naruto’s influence seemed to have that affect on people. Ino was more open, more friendly and most definitely less self obsessed. She was happy and Sakura admitted that she was also happy for her. She now just wished the same for herself.
“Well,” Ino stood up and brushed down her skirt. “I’ve got to go and meet up with Naruto now.” She folded closed the paper bag which held the remainder of her toffee balls and placed it into her pocket. “I’d better save a few of these for him, since he’ll moan if I don’t.”
“How will he know that you’ve even had them?” Sakura stood up as well, and then prodded the half-asleep boy next to her with her foot. Said boy muttered and turned on his side, facing away from them.
“Trust me, he’ll know.”
Sakura blushed, immediately understanding her meaning.
“Hey Ino,” she whispered. “What’s it like?”
“What is what like?”
“You know,” Sakura stared down at the unmoving Shikamaru and deemed him to be still asleep, “kissing!”
“In what way do you mean?”
“I mean feelings. How do you feel when Naruto kisses you?”
“How do I feel?” Ino stared at her, them smiled. “It’s a wonderful feeling. I feel so safe and warm while in his arms and I don’t want to leave and when we kiss, I just don’t want to stop. It feels so right, you know.”
Sakura nodded, even though she didn’t know at all. As long as Ino was happy, that was the important thing, right? She didn’t need to understand the fundamentals did she?
“Okay. I’ll come with you to meet Naruto,” Sakura pushed Shikamaru’s back hard with her foot. “So will this lump.”
Shikamaru muttered to that and sluggishly stood up. “I suppose I’d better.”
Ino nodded and smiled, then led the way through the woody area’s that led to the training field. Sakura mused to herself while Ino chatted away to Shikamaru even through the boy was hardly listening. “During training with Naruto and Sasuke, she had noticed that the blonde haired boy was so much more subdued lately, as if something was constantly on his mind. She just hoped that there wasn’t something wrong. Sasuke also was acting even more closed off than usual.
“I hope he’s there already,” she heard Ino mutter, “I hate waiting around for him while he decides he’s going for a Ramen break.”
“He’ll probably be asleep,” Sakura smirked and then raised her voice, “HEY NARUTO. ARE YOU HERE?”
Ino smiled at her and then shook her head. “If he was, he’s probably awake by now. You and your big mouth.”
“Hey!”
“Naruto?” Ino called, quieter that Sakura had. They turned a corner, around a large bush and immediately saw Naruto, lying on his back under the trees. He was propped upon his elbows, a flustered look on his face. Sakura thought he looked guilty about something but couldn’t figure out what it was.
“I… Ino,” Naruto stuttered out, his eyes fluttering upwards to the canopy above them, then back to his girlfriend.
“Are you alright?” Ino sounded concerned, kneeling down next to Naruto. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
Naruto didn’t answer that question. Instead, in front of both Sakura and Shikamaru, Naruto dragged Ino onto his lap and began to kiss her in a way that wasn’t really suitable for a public viewing.
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Sorry about this below, but when I thought up Naruto’s conversation with Gaara, this immediately came to mind. A small conversation in Loaded Weapon. (Love that movie for its absurdity.)
What are you doing here?
Waiting for you!
But what brought you here?
A taxi
Yeah, but why?
My cars in the shop!
No, I mean why the hell did you come here?
Anyway, I hope I can get part two up soon, so you can all know what has Naruto so flustered, and no, it wasn’t Gaara.
Anyway, please read and review. Tell me what you think, and again, I’m so sorry for such a late update.
Rie
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