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Another Time	By : KiraIsJudgement Category: Naruto Crossovers > General Views: 1552 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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((This is funny for me to read this now. Its been two years since I wrote this, and Im leaving the story pretty much exactly the same except fixing a few typos and such. This was the first Yaoi scene I ever wrote. Id like to think Ive improved quite a bit since then, guess Ill find out soon, there will be more to come. Anyways, REVIEW PLEASE

Chapter 10
Unlikely Partners
　
“Gaara!” Naruto wobbled up the stairs looking for his friend. He had already covered the down stairs with no luck.
The whole house was empty.
Kiba had left a note on the fridge saying that the meeting went well, and that he and Ino went out for Mexican and were not coming back tonight. Where Sasuke went, who knew? That dick didn’t even come home some nights.
“Gaara, come on, talk to me. I didn’t mean it,” Naruto pleaded, making a racket as he yelled and stumbled through the upstairs hall.
“Please Gaara…” He opened the door to his room, the one he hadn’t seen in weeks, expecting to find his friend. “I’m sorry…”
Empty. Naruto slumped to the ground with tears starting to well in his eyes. So dumb. Why did he wait so long to come after Gaara? Where did he go?
“Hey.” A foot nudged into Naruto side. “He’s gone. I heard him leave about five minutes ago.”
Naruto wiped his face and shot the raven the dirtiest look he could muster. “What do you want, Sasuke?”
A pair of dark eyes inspected him carefully before he held his hand out. “Come on, get up.”
Naruto stared at the offer, trying to decide what to do. He didn’t want Sasuke, he wanted Gaara.
Reluctantly he took Sasuke’s hand, and was pulled up to his feet and ushered into the adjacent room, Sasuke’s.
The raven sat him down on the bed and left the room, coming back a few minutes later with some Tylenol and Redbull.
“Here.” He handed the strange duo to the blond who slowly swallowed down the pills, barely drinking the energy drink.
“How messed up are you?” Sasuke took a seat next to Naruto and cracked open his own Redbull, chugging it down.
“Just drunk.” Naruto cupped his face in his hands and mumbled, “Way too goddamn drunk.”
“Fucking idiot. You shouldn’t be drinking…”
Naruto just hung his head. He couldn’t care less what Sasuke had to bitch about now.
“What happened? I can tell something happened. So what was it?”
“Nothing…” Naruto got up and headed towards the door. “Like you said, I’m just a fucking idiot.”
A hand grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracks.
“Hey, sit down.” Sasuke’s firm grip guided him back to the bed and forced him to sit.
“Listen, I don’t have the energy to fight with you right now, and I have to find Gaara. I have to…”
“Gaara isn’t gay,” Sasuke deadpanned. “You can’t make him be. No matter how much you want it, it ain’t gonna happen.”
“Fuck off you prick.” Heat rushed to his face, and Naruto yanked his arm away, giving a sharp shove to the raven, pushing him off the bed. “What the fuck do you know about it? You don’t know shit!”
Sasuke stumbled for a second then moved to block the blond who was trying to fumble off the bed once again.
“Move,” Naruto growled.
“No.”
“Now, you fuck!” Naruto pushed into Sasuke, who pushed back, easily knocking over the drunk.
He smashed against the mattress as Sasuke crawled over him, pinning him down.
“What the hell are you doing?” Naruto yanked trying to wriggle out of the grasp when he felt some hard pressing into his pelvis.
Sasuke said nothing as the blond froze in confusion. Is that his…? He didn’t even know Sasuke was gay. How in the hell did he miss that?
Softer then before, unsure of Sasuke’s intent, he requested, “Sasuke, please get up.”
Sasuke’s eye glazed over and he opened his mouth as if to answer, but only the sound of labored breathing came out. Lust filled eyes stared at Naruto and he held his breath, afraid he might start a domino affect.
“Sasuke…” the name came out as a mere whisper.
Unexpectedly, Sasuke bent down, forcefully pushing his mouth onto Naruto’s, with enough force to bruise his lips. His grip loosened as he ran his hands over the blond’s neck, leaving trails of warmth where ever the fingers past.
Naruto’s mouth filled with so much heat, he couldn’t ignore it. Without thinking, he returned the kiss. Fighting with Sasuke’s tongue for control, the two moaned into each other, only stopping because of the need for air.
Sasuke nuzzled into the other’s neckline, whispering in a husky voice, “I love it when you say my name.” The breath sent goose bumps over the back of the blond neck.
“Sasuke.” Naruto said the name more to gather his bearings, then to egg the other on, but that’s how it was taken and he ground his hips down, pressing their hardening bulges into each other.
“You and me, we don’t always have to be alone.” The raven placed small hot kisses up Naruto’s neckline, stopping to nibble on a ear. “Do you want me?” Slowly traced the earlobe with his tongue.
A shiver shot through his body. Do I want Sasuke? He didn’t know. But he did know he didn’t want to be alone anymore. So, if Gaara didn’t want him…
“Yes.”
Sasuke sat up and grinned happily, scooting down, straddling Naruto’s legs. He ran he hands under the wife beater the blond wore, wrestling to pull it up. Naruto leaned up a little and the shirt slipped right off.
Bare chested, he laid back, still stunned and head spinning, from both alcohol and the southwards movement of all available blood. The raven licked over his pecks, carefully avoiding the bandage on his shoulder, and stopped to gently suckle on a nipple.
Naruto grabbed at the dark hair and held the warm mouth tightly to his nipple. The raven took the hint and began harshly sucking the hard bud, carefully taking it between his teeth and chewing on it hungrily. A sharp moan hissed from the blond as the bite intensified, filling him with a warped sense of pleasure. He arched his back and he yanked the raven away when he felt the vacuum like suction, coming from the other’s lips, marking him.
“No hickys,” the blond commanded, trying to sound like he was serious, hoping somewhere in his mind that he could pretend that this is all just a dream in the morning, and knowing that would be hard with love bites on his body.
Naruto let go of the black locks as Sasuke sat back up, biting his lip as his hand dropped to the blond's fly as his partner gripped tightly to his thighs. Managing to get the button open and tugging down the fly, he slipped a hand into the shorts, groping the now hard manhood through a thin layer boxers, and making the other squirm.
Fuck, what was he doing? Naruto tried to pull his senses back. Was he really going lay here and let Sasuke fuck him? No.
Naruto wrapped his arms around the raven’s waist and push him over, quickly rolling on top, taken dominance.
“What are you doing?” Sasuke fidgeted beneath the blond, trying to get comfortable.
“I want you… on bottom.” Naruto tore open Sasuke’s once nice, button down shirt, and nuzzled into the other’s hard chest, taking in the arousing scent of Axe body spray and licked up the tight muscles to Sasuke’s neck.
The raven growled for the loss of his shirt, but was distracted as a hot pair of lips forcefully pushed onto his.
They returned to their battle of tongues, with Naruto occasionally biting at the other’s, nibbling along the edge of the squirming appendage, earning him delightful moans.
The sounds coming from the smaller male beneath made even his boxers seem tight. The cloth was restricting, as well as baking him like a damn oven. He pulled up without completely getting off, began tugging off his shorts and dropping his boxers. Sasuke must have agreed because he followed suite, working underneath the blond and dropping his pants.
Laying back down their naked bodies met, chest to chest, erect penises touching, breathing heavily, and feeling dizzy.
The two stared at each other in a moment of silence, searching for anything that signaled the other wanted to escape, last chance to back out. Seeing nothing but lust burning in the pair of dark eyes, Naruto slid down, knees to the floor, smothering the raven with desire filled kisses as he went.
Sasuke’s breath hitched as Naruto handled his manhood, slowly pumping it, moving precum over the shaft. The Raven lurched, pressing his groin up as the blond gave out a short chuckle.
“What the fuck you laughing at?” Sasuke hissed before letting out a silent scream as the blond took the hard penis into his month.
Moving slowly at first, Naruto skillfully took in all of Sasuke, filling his mouth and part of his throat as the younger man squirmed, tugging harshly at blond locks.
Faster and faster, Naruto slid the cock in and out of his wet mouth, cupping his tongue over the shaft, then encircling it over the head, causing the other to pant out little undistinguishable words.
A sharp, pleasurable pain shot through the blond as a set of nails dug into his shoulder. The raven screamed his name, bucked his hips up and emptied his hot seed into the back of the other’s throat. Quickly, Naruto swallowed before slowing his pace, keeping his mouth on the dying erection, making the raven twitch at the prolong intensity.
“Fuck…” Sasuke took a deep breath, before finally removing his nails, not even realizing he’d dug into the area still dark blue, inches from where the bullet struck.
Replacing his mouth with his hand, Naruto took in the sight of the normally prudish young man, now in a complete disarray and face dripping in ecstasy.
“You act like we’re done.” Naruto smiled menacingly, then dipped his finger into his mouth, moving it between the raven’s legs.
He encircled the slick digit over Sasuke’s puckered hole, earning him a exhausted grunt as he pushed in. Slowly he twirled inside, filling around for the group of nerves that would reawaken his partner. Clearly finding it when the raven jerked about and gasped in pleasure. He massaged the spot a few more times before pulling out, causing a sigh of loss from the other.
“You stopped…” Sasuke whimpered.
Well thank you, Mr. Obvious. Naruto released the re-awakening penis, and looked around.
“Spit ain’t gonna cut it. You got any lube?”
Sasuke look confused for a second, then gave a ‘duh’ expression. He sat up and pulled open the side table, grabbing the small bottle and passed it to Naruto.
He quickly took the vile of clear liquid and liberally applied some to his fingers and threw the bottle on the bed. He then pressed in for a kiss as he pushed the raven back down into a laying position, spreading his legs apart. Naruto smiled, taken back by how cooperative Sasuke was being.
The younger man took in a deep breath and held it as Naruto reentered his tight hole, this time with two fingers. Hitting the prostate while he scissored, preparing the raven for the rock hard member crying out for attention.
Cries of pleasure escaped Sasuke as he rocked into Naruto’s fingers. Losing all decency, the raven began rubbing over his chest and pinching his own nipples with one hand and grabbing at his junk with the other, pumping his own length. The sight was making to blond go crazy. He couldn’t take anymore.
He pulled his fingers out and stood between the other’s knees. Before the raven could protest to the emptiness, Naruto positioned his cock, and forcefully, but slowly, pushed into the tight entrance, holding on to the other’s shoulders for support.
Curse words were harshly breathed out by both men at the feeling.
Naruto’s head spun. Oh my God, he is sooooo tight. All he wanted to do was pound the fuck out of this glory hole. It was taking every ounce of control not to just tear him up.
Finally filling him, the blond eagerly waited for the signal that the other was ready and adjusted to his length. Sensing the tension lift a bit, he began to buck slowly. Coming out till only the head of his penis was left in then carefully sliding it back until the raven gasped. Over and over he went, quickly gaining speed with every thrust, making sure to rub to G spot.
Sasuke continued to masturbate with one hand and pulled at Naruto’s hip with the other, urging him to dive deeper. He pressed his hips against the blond’s cock and squeezed tightly, making the other tremble at the constriction.
Naruto fought off the pressure building within and took matters into his own hands. He was going to last if Sasuke keep doing shit like and he wanted to watch the boy cum. Grabbing his partner’s penis, he began pumping it with the same violent rhythm he was abusing the other’s prostate. Sasuke wailed and squirted his load over his own chest, and ran fingers through the milky mess, with an almost confused expression.
The site of the raven covered in cum was to muchand he spasmed, burying himself to the hilt, spilling his own seed deep within the raven. Curling his toes and tightly grabbing Sasuke’s forearm, probably bruising it, he jerkily rode out the waves of his own orgasm.
When the stars finally started to clear he slumped down, applying dead weight on top on the spent man under him.
“Ugh, my arm?”
Shit. “Sorry,” was all he said. He forced his fingers to loosen their grip and rolled off.
“Yeah, no problem.” Sasuke sat up, rub his forearm and grabbed his ruined shirt. He used it to wipe the sticky mess off his chest and crotch, balled it up and passed it to Naruto.
The blonde used the clean side to tidy up himself, then chucked the shirt to the corner of the room. He pulled on his boxers while the raven wrapped himself in his sheets like a toga.
“I’m gonna go. I gotta pee. Sorry.” Naruto smiled sheepishly and ruffled through his hair. “This… was good.”
“Yeah.” Sasuke looked like he already regained his composure, turning back into the ice princess that everyone so loved.
“Okay, well then, thanks?” He gathered up the rest of his clothes and placed an awkward chaste kiss on Sasuke’s tight lips. “See you in the morning?”
“Yeah.” Sasuke got up and opened the door for Naruto. “Good night.”
“Yeah. Good night.” The door closed quietly behind him. Turning to the stairs, Naruto froze.
Standing on the top step, leaning against the wall, staring at him with a look of complete indifference, was Gaara.

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“Gaara...” Naruto tripped over his own feet, dropping his clothes. He picked them back up and held the tightly to his chest, covering the hicky by his nipple.
Gaara clenched his teeth, and took a deep breath, doing his best to keep all emotion out of his expression.
“I see you have no more difficulties making it up stairs.” The red head passed the blond and turned into his room. Naruto followed, standing in the doorway.
Gaara shoved his few belongings into the duffel bag he’d brought up the first night. Glancing around one last time before turning the to speechless man watching him.
“I will bring your stuff up later.” He tried to exit, but the blond continued didn’t budge. “Excuse me?
“Gaara…” Naruto reached out to his friend, but Gaara stepped back.
The pain filling the blue eyes pulled at Gaara’s heart, and tied his stomach in knots. He felt like he was going to be sick. Why was Naruto still trying to make this so complicated?
“Gaara please… I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry…” The blue eyes sparkled under the water filling in them.
“You have nothing to apologize for.” He didn’t right? It’s wasn’t any of Gaara business who Naruto slept with. Gaara was just still a bit drunk, that’s why he was feeling so jumbled about this. That and the surprise of who Naruto decided to fuck. Really didn’t see that one coming.
“Please move,” the red head kept he tone as even as possible.
Naruto turned to the side and let his friend squeeze by, lightly brushing his fingers against Gaara’s arm as he pasted. A shiver ran up from that spot and Gaara did his best to not react.
He quickly made his way down stairs and to his own room, refusing to look back.
He locked the door, unpack his things, and packed up Naruto’s. He would return the stuff in the morning. Right now he had to sleep. He wasn’t even going to worry about the disarrayed state of his room. Naruto really was a pig.
He flicked the light off and stepped over a pile of dirty clothes, hopped into bed, burying his face into his pillow. The scent of Naruto’s body washed filled him with every breath, clouding his mind.
Stupid pillow. He chucked it across the room, laying flat on the bed, but that didn’t solve the problem. His whole room smelt like the blond, making Gaara’s stomach twist in knots. This was going to be a long night.

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The reddish colors of the sun peaked over the treetops and spread across the morning sky as Hinata watched alone from the back patio.
Light had already left for work, and she took a few of her precious free minutes to enjoy a cup of coffee and watch the sunrise. It was a shame he couldn’t be here.
Light was a genius. He’d flown through school and got an early jump on his career, taking after his forefathers and went into law enforcement, joining the FBI. He was already working for the special unit used to investigate crimes within city and state police departments, when she met him.
It had been a chance encounter. She was sixteen, hand cuffed to the bench of the local station. She was being held for questioning in a gang shooting, when he came up and spoke with her. After a day of questions and threats towards her family, she really wasn’t in any mood to deal with anymore cops. But something about him was different. He removed the cuffs, got her some food, and never once asked her anything about the Bakutos, just talked about nothing in particular, making her feel easy.
At first she thought he was playing the ‘good cop‘, but after he forced one of the city cops to let her go, she knew she had found her hero. The one cop she knew she could trust and that wouldn’t use his power to manipulate people. She became infatuated the moment he said, “You’re free, go home.”
She almost didn’t want to leave, afraid she would never see him again. He must have sensed this, because after a few minutes of her staring at him from the top step of the precinct, he gave her his card. “Call me if you need anything.” He shot her a smile that could melt butter. “Really, anything.” She smiled and hugged him, before running down the stairs and jumping into her brother’s Buick waiting for her.
She kept the good cop secret from her brother at first, figuring he wouldn’t understand, and hid his card. But no matter what she did, she just couldn’t get him out of her mind. He was the first man to treat her, not like a little sister or a piece of gang trash, but as a woman. She spent weeks trying to think of a reason to call him, but came up with nothing.
It came as a great surprise, a month later, when Light called her out of the blue and asked her out, and of course she said yes.
She put on the cocktail dress he couriered over and they went out to fancy restaurant, and then to a play. She sat quietly, and did her did best to fit in, well at least not stand out, despite being extremely out of place. After the night was over, he walked her home, arm wrapped over her shoulders. When they got to the front door he was the perfect gentleman, kissing her gingerly on her cheek, and wishing her a goodnight. It was magical, but sad.
After that date she really realized how different they were. She was from the ghetto, and he was just so… upper class. She spent that night with her stomach all a flutter, and crying, figuring she would never hear from him again. If it was that obvious to her, he had to have seen it too.
But he did call again, and again. Taking her places and doing things she had only dream. And with every date she fell a little bit more in love with him, until one day it stung to her core to be apart.
It wasn’t until after two months after they started dating, that she finally got the courage to tell her family about Light. Gaara was furious, threatening to kill the bastard, but Neji was quiet.
“Do you love him?” was all he asked.
“Yes.” She cowered as her answer sent Gaara into a fit, knocking the TV off it’s stand as he stormed out of the room.
“I already knew about him, for months now.” Neji stared deeply at her, making her shake in her boots. “I despise cops, but it seem my beloved sister loves one. What do you think I should do?”
“I d-don’t know.” She shuddered, stumbling over her words.
“I wish to speak to him. Call him.”
Hinata panicked, not sure what she should do when Neji handed her the phone, and a business card. The same card she got the fist time she met Light. Not that she needed to look up his number anymore, of course she had it memorized, it was more of a warning that Neji already knew Light’s number, and if she didn’t call Light, he would.
She took the phone, called Light and explained the situation. To her surprise, Light agreed to meet with Neji.
Hinata sat at home, squirming nervously in her seat while a pissed off red head watched over her. Her entire life rode on the dinner her brother and boyfriend were having. Hours passed before Neji came home.
“You may continue to see him if you wish,” was all he said before heading upstairs, quickly followed by a raging Gaara.
Relief flooded over her and she could barely contain her glee. He approved. Neji approved. She could take her relationship with Light any way they wanted.
She ran to the stairs after them, wanting to thank her brother, when she heard the fight start up. Gaara wasn’t taken this well.
She made out the sounds of a door slamming, a dresser being knocked over, and of course, fists meeting fresh. Grunts and hisses came from them as they fought, knocking each other into walls.
Hinata couldn’t help but feel guilty, having been the reason for the brawl, but she knew this was how her brothers handled things. It really didn’t even matter who actually won the fist fight, it was more or less the way the boys expressed their feelings and got things off their chest, Neji’s word would still prevail. Gaara wasn’t going to be able to keep Hinata and Light apart.
Something made a loud crack and a thump before the house went quiet. Hinata gulped, then froze, listening.
“Gaara,” Neji’s words were muffled through the door, “he can give her something we can’t.” The room went silent.
She knew what Neji was talking about. A normal life. The one thing she wanted more for herself then anything else. She never told her brother of her wishes to one day leave the inner city and have the ‘little white picket fence’ life, but he somehow knew. Neji had to really love her if he was willing to let her be with a cop if it meant her happiness. She smiled feeling a warmth feel her.
Things went pretty much back to normal for a while. She didn’t have to hide her relationship anymore, and Neji actually acted happy for her. Even Gaara came to grudgingly accept her relationship, as long as Light waited outside so he didn’t see the cop. It was great for awhile, that is, until Neji died.
It was right after his birthday when he was taken from her. The loss was so great, she spent her days buried under her blankets, crying until she hadn’t nothing left, and pleaded to the gods for her own death.
Gaara stayed strong for her. Coming in throughout the day, between taking care of the arrangements, to try and coax her to eat and drink, but she refused. When it came to the day of the funeral, she wrapped the blanket around her so tightly, it blocked out the rest of the world, and refused to go.
It wasn’t until she heard the familiar voice of her boyfriend in her room, that she finally peeked out. Light sat on the edge or her bed, a worried smile on his lips, offering her a glass water. She took it and slowly quench her dry lips.
“What are you doing here?” She really couldn’t figure out how he made it past Gaara to get inside the house.
“He called me.” He pointed behind him to the red head in the doorway. “Come on, get dressed. You’re going to come stay with me for awhile.”
She look pasted her boyfriend at her last remaining family member. Gaara shook his head ‘yes’ then left the room.
She packed up her few belongings and left that night, moving into Light’s apartment downtown.
He was so caring and gentle with her as she grieved. After a while, with his help, she felt better. She was almost feeling ready to start living again, when Light’s father died of a heart attack.
After how well he had taken care of him, the least she could do was return the favor. She pushed down her own grief and concentrated on his, doing whatever she could to help heal him.
It was a month after his father death when Light announce that he was leaving the FBI and joining the LAPD to take over his father position and take up his cause to put the mafia behind bars.
At first Hinata was scared to death that Light was changing his focus from taking down bad cops to organized crime, hitting a little to close to home. Of course Light knew about her family, but he always looked the other way for her sake. But what if he would have to investigate the Bakutos? Thankfully, Light promised her that as soon as he finished his father’s plight, and took down the Yakuza, he would return to the FBI.
After she knew Gaara was safe, she was pretty excited about Light’s decision. She didn’t know much about the structure of the mafia, only that the Bakutos had to pay taxes to the syndicate for the right to work in the city, and of course a member of the Yakuza, named Inuyasha, was the one that had taken away her brother, over a girl.
So they moved into Light’s grandfather’s old home in The Canyon, left to him, along with a nice trust, by his father, and Light started at the LAPD.
The home was beautiful and Hinata did her best to bring it up to standards, being empty for twenty years had taken it’s toll. Light’s father had arrange for a yearly cleaning and maintenance, but other then that, never stepped into the placed. It was dusty and drab, but with a good cleaning and some open windows, the elegantly decorated mansion came back to life. Hinata always wondered why Light’s father never lived in such a wonderful home, but decided not to ask. She could sense there was still some sore spots in the family history better left undisturbed.
That was two years ago, and at first life was wonderful. But now, things were different. Light wasn’t making any progress in fulfilling his father’s last wish, and the stress was getting to him.
He had always insisted on a having separate bedrooms, and never letting things go too far between them. Even though they had been together for three years, they had never had sex. Once, she told him she was ready, but he responded that he didn’t want to go that far. Not until he could put both of their pain to an end by bringing down the Yakuza. It really was sweet, and she would wait for him.
But now even the small amount of physical attention she did receive had stopped. Light had became standoffish and easily upset. Hinata did her best to stay out of his way and not cause him any trouble. She did her chores, followed the rules that kept her safe, and never talked back. She just prayed for the day the Yakuza would be brought down so everything could go back to normally. Until then she would have to do her best to be a good girl, but Gaara was making it hard, making her promise to stay in contact. Light really didn’t want her staying involved with criminals, with her best interests in mind.
She waited for the sun to completely reach the top of the evergreens lining the back property line before she went inside to get ready.
She had lunch with Gaara today, and she didn’t want to make him wait.
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