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Insomniac's Dream	By : ilikeyoursocks Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1280 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hello,
everyone!! Welcome to another installment of Insomniac�s Dream!

Soooo much love to my
reviewers! So much love! I�m glad so many of you stuck with me, and I�m glad
even more of you are coming along for the ride! Special thanks to
Dawning-insomnia (I feel like I cheated in publishing. I self-published, so
they published my book no matter what�but I didn�t have time to go through
traditional publishing.), I Houseki And I The Shiz, josseline9090, DreamsReality, kai, Sasaime, Kichou Ketatsuki, Rizember (hi :) ), CrazedHumor (I�ll try my best not to take a year between
chapters ever again� x.x), and Lil-lo!!!

Chapter 18: Snake
in the Grass

Gaara stared up at the ceiling in the
darkness of the room. He turned his head slightly and looked at Kimimaro on the
other side of the bed. The white-haired boy was curled up under the blankets,
body rising and falling softly while he slept. Gaara closed his eyes, and the
next thing he knew, the sun was shining in through the window and Kimimaro was
scuttling about the kitchen making breakfast.
Yawning and stretching, Gaara made his
way to the bathroom. As he splashed water on his face, he realized he felt
completely rested. Surprised, he calculated about how many hours he must have
slept.
�I got eight hours of sleep�?�
He sat at the bar separating the small
kitchen and the living room watching Kimimaro scramble eggs. Not having been
invited to too many sleepovers outside of Naruto�s house, it felt weird waking
up in someone else�s bed and watching them cook breakfast for you. But it was
also�nice. A good change of pace.
�How did you sleep?� Kimimaro asked once
he noticed Gaara standing behind him. �Also, I�m making eggs and toast. Is
there anything else you want?�
Gaara shook his head. �No, that sounds
great. Thanks. And I had�a really nice sleep.�
Kimimaro grabbed two plates from the
cupboard and began dividing up the breakfast. �That�s good to hear. When you
said you had insomnia, I wasn�t so sure. I know it always takes me forever to
fall asleep in a new place. Do you want milk or orange juice?�
�Juice, please.�
They ate in silence. Kimimaro wondered
if and when he should confess his feelings for Gaara, and Gaara wondered when
the last time he had fallen asleep for more than a few hours without Naruto by
his side. After the dishes were cleaned, they walked to the bus station for the
commute to work.
After working all morning, Kimimaro had
finally gathered up enough courage. Turning to Gaara, he asked, �Do you have
anyone you like?�
Not sure what to make of this question,
Gaara answered honestly. �Yeah, I do. But he has a boyfriend right now.�
��Sasuke?�
Gaara blanched. Had he been that
obvious? Had he really left any clues?
Had
Naruto noticed?
The bus pulled up to the stop, and Gaara
was spared a moment to think as he slid his quarters into the slot. (A/N: I
couldn�t find the name for that little machine that takes your money on a public
bus. Is there a name for it? If not, there should be.) Should he tell the
truth? It seemed Kimimaro had already figured it out. Why did he want to know,
anyway? Had Naruto set him up? But how could Naruto have done that if they only
talked at work� He felt his head began to spin, and he quickly sat down.
He turned his seafoam
green eyes toward Kimimaro and said simply, �Don�t tell Naruto.�
Kimimaro felt his heart deflate. He had
his answer; he wouldn�t bring up the matter again.
They rode in silence for the ten minutes
it took for the bus to get to downtown Konoha. Both having a key to Konoha
Bookstore, there was a moment of awkwardness as they both tried to unlock the
shop at the same time, but Kimimaro relented and Gaara unlocked the shop.
Turning the lights on, they were greeted by rows upon rows of similar, squat,
brown bookshelves completely stuffed with books. The ancient register loomed
off to the right, Iruka loving the antique aura it gave off yet not being in
the shop often enough to hate it and upgrade it.
�I�ll go make coffee,� Kimimaro mumbled,
slipping behind the door labeled �Employees only. All others,
beware!� He chuckled, remembering the day Naruto had finally gotten sick of
customers sneaking into the backroom in search of a bathroom. Surprisingly, the
�beware� did the trick, and very few customers ventured beyond the door.
Gaara placed himself behind the register
and rested his head on his hands. Generally, they didn�t get any customers
until afternoon. The silence of the shop offered tranquility, and Gaara was
glad there weren�t any customers at the moment.
The small bell rang as the door opened,
and Gaara groaned, realizing he had spoken too soon. When he looked to see who
had dared to break his moment of silence, his teeth locked together and his
brow furrowed. �What the fuck do you want?� he spat.
Had Gaara been able to see Itachi�s sick
grin hidden behind his trademark coat, he probably wouldn�t have been able to
resist punching him. �Now, now. Is that any way to
treat a customer?�
�You�re not a customer until you buy
something,� Gaara argued.
�Ah. Unfortunately, I�m not here to
purchase anything. I�m here to offer my services.� His red eyes narrowed. �I
hear you do book signings. With the publicity hype of Insomniac�s Dream, my publisher has released a novelization, and he
strongly suggests I do these signings.�
Gritting his teeth against the agony of
Itachi being at his workplace doing a book signing, he pulled up the necessary
files on the computer and printed them off. �You�ll need to sign here and here�
Know that Kyuubi Bookstore cannot be held not responsible for
lost or stolen items. Also, please inform us at least 48 hours in
advance before a booking and/or cancellation. And sign here and here�and here.�
Itachi took his time to peruse the
contract, and Gaara fidgeted anxiously behind the counter. Why was Kimimaro
taking so long with the coffee?
Slowly, Itachi�s eyes moved from the
pages in front of him and upward until they met Gaara�s. �You know� I would
strongly advise against liking my brother. He has a boyfriend, you know.�
Jesus
fucking Christ! First Kimimaro, now Itachi? Gaara was beyond irked. �Who I
like and don�t like has nothing to do with you,� he snarled.
�It does when it involves my little
brother!� he retaliated. Taking a moment to regain his composure, he said more
calmly, �I won�t tell him. I don�t think neither he nor Naruto have noticed.
You hide your feelings well, but you gave yourself away at dinner last night.
Plus, I don�t think either of them have anything to worry about from your end.
You seem like the kind of guy who would suffer in silence while the one he
loves is fucking another man.�
�And you seem like the kind of guy who
would kill whoever�s fucking the guy you wanna fuck.�
Gaara hadn�t realized so much rage had built up within him until he noticed his
fists were shaking. It took several deep breaths before he was back to his
normal, stoic composure.
The bell above the shop door rang, and
Itachi appeared breathless beside the counter. �Uchiha-san, I apologize for
being late. I lost track of time.�
Itachi turned his gaze to the smaller
man with a large gash across his face. �It�s perfectly all right. This nice
gentleman helped me with the paperwork.� He slid the papers toward Iruka, who
checked to make sure they were properly filled out before signing his name at
the bottom.
�Thank you for your business,
Uchiha-san!�
Itachi�s hand was on the door when he
turned around. �I was planning on splitting them up anyway. When it happens,
you should take your chance.�
Gaara stared, stunned, as Itachi�s cloak
whipped around the corner and he was gone.
�What was that all about?� Iruka asked.
Gaara�s eyes hit the floor, a shadow
cast over his face. �I�m sorry, Iruka-san, but I�m taking the day off.� He left
the store without another word.
Kimimaro opened the door to the
staffroom, a cup of coffee in either hand. �Gaara, I�� He looked around the
store, unable to find Gaara but Iruka in his stead. �Where�s Gaara?�
Iruka shrugged. �He just left. Can I
have his coffee?�
.
When Naruto heard that Itachi was coming
to Kyuubi Bookstore for a signing, he next heard that it was part of an
eight-week nationwide signing tour. Thinking for a moment that that meant he and Sasuke could hang out whenever they wanted without
fear of Itachi hovering over them, he was devastated to learn that Sasuke was
going with him, for the signing involved both the writer and the actor.
�I�m really sorry, Naruto,� Sasuke
whispered, placing tender kisses across Naruto�s face. �I wish it weren�t so
long, and I wish I could get out of it.�
Naruto counted the weeks on his calendar
and groaned. �I start school the day after you get back!�
Sasuke chewed on his bottom lip. �I�m
sorry I couldn�t spend more of the summer with you� But I�ll call you every
day, and we can see each other all the time when I get back!�
�But I�ll have school, homework, and
work��
��And there�s still a lot more filming
to do for The Seven Suns.�
Unable to take much more, Naruto
launched himself forward and latched his lips onto Sasuke�s. �I don�t want to
let you go,� he murmured, �but since I have to, I want to make our last days
together memorable.� He kissed across Sasuke�s jaw, and his hands snaked up
Sasuke�s shirt, rubbing the skin they found.
�Na�Naruto!� Sasuke gasped,
taken aback by the blond�s sudden ferocity. He snaked
his own hands below Naruto�s shirt before pulling it above his head. He leaned
forward and placed open mouthed kisses across any part of the torso he could
find.
Naruto moaned and thrust his hips into
Sasuke�s. �I could barely take it when we were separated for two weeks. I don�t
know if I�m going to make it this time�� Their lips locked together, and two
sets of clumsy hands grappled at the fabric still separating their naked
bodies.
When their clothes were shed, Naruto
pulled Sasuke onto his bed. �I�I can�t� I�m so close already.� His breath was
heavy, his cheeks red, his brain having a hard time
putting words together. �I don�t think I�d be able to last through foreplay��
Sasuke smirked and bucked his hips
upward. �I don�t mind. Just get inside me.�
With a feral growl, Naruto shoved his
tongue into Sasuke�s mouth before thrusting inside the brunette. Sasuke�s eyes widened, always thinking of Naruto as a gentle lover
and completely taken aback by this new fierceness. The blond seemed to
have an aura around him, and if Sasuke had to put a shape and color to it, it
would be an orange fox. He relaxed, choosing to enjoy the wild Naruto, who was
thrusting in and out at a maddening pace.
Before Sasuke knew it, he was already on
the edge. He hardly noticed the moans tearing out of his throat as he clawed at
Naruto, trying to press their bodies closer together and trying his best to
match Naruto�s fast paced thrusts. His seed squirt between them; Naruto thrust
several more times before reaching his own completion, collapsing on top of his
lover. They lay together wrapped so tightly in the other�s arms that it seemed
nothing could separate them.
.
When Sasuke left, Naruto had an ominous
feeling in the pit of his stomach. If he could have foreseen the events to
come, Naruto may have even opted to go with them even if it meant he wouldn�t
make his rent payments on time. Hinata, Kiba, Shino, and Shikamaru went with
Naruto to the airport to send off Sasuke. Afterwards, the four literally had to
drag Naruto away from the windows.
Sasuke waved from the airplane. Itachi
watched him from where he sat, his face
expressionless. When they were up in the air, Itachi spoke.
�We�ll be meeting an old friend when we
get to Sunagakure.�
Sasuke knew he wouldn�t get anymore out
of Itachi, so he simply set his headphones back over his ears and tried to fall
asleep.
Tears streaming down his face, Hinata
held Naruto in her arms until they reached his apartment. The four helped him
into the elevator and into his apartment. When Naruto spied Sasuke�s apartment
door, he went completely numb, and the four spread him out on the couch Sora
glanced curiously at the small group before curling up in a patch of sunlight
and falling asleep.
�What should we do?� Kiba asked
worriedly. �We can�t just leave him here. I don�t think he�ll eat��
�We�ll take shifts,� Hinata suggested.
�Two of us at a time will watch him for several hours a day, all day, every
day.�
�Tch, how
troublesome,� Shikamaru murmured, but he, too, was looking worriedly at his
motionless friend. �I�ll take the first shift. I can stay until ten, but then I�ll need to go home.�
�It must be really hard on him,� Shino
mentioned. �First to lose Haku and Zabuza, and now Sasuke�s traveling the
world.�
�Thank God for technology,� said Kiba.
�I think he�d be even worse than this if he couldn�t at least call Sasuke.� He
took a deep breath. �I�ll stay here with Shikamaru. Shino, Hinata, you two go
home for now and create some sort of signup sheet.�
Tears pricked Hinata�s lavender eyes.
�It�s going to be a long eight weeks, but I can�t even imagine how long they�ll
feel for Naruto��
.
When the plane landed in Sunagakure,
Sasuke immediately knew something was wrong. Itachi had his coat unzipped, and
he was smiling. Not an evil grin, not a sick sneer, but an actual smile. He was extremely satisfied about something�
When Sasuke saw him�that silver hair,
those stupid glasses, and that fake smile�he was torn between running away,
yelling, and punching Itachi. �Why is he
here?� he snarled.
Kabuto waved. �It�s great to see you
again, Sasuke! It�s been such a long time! Why, it seems only yesterday we were
dating��
�It�s been eight months since I broke it
off with you.� Sasuke�s eyes were narrowed, and they began to take on his
brother�s characteristic red hue. �What the fuck
are you doing here?�
Kabuto laughed. �Itachi,
you old dog! I can�t believe you didn�t tell him! Sasuke, I�ll be
Itachi�s personal assistant for this trip! I�ll be following you two
everywhere, booking your hotels, setting up your book signings� Yup, you�ll be
seeing a lot of me over the next eight weeks.�
Furious, Sasuke whipped around, fist
aimed for Itachi�s face. The elder Uchiha stopped the full speed swing with his
hand, eyes narrowing for a moment. �Careful, little brother.
Remember who you�re dealing with.�
When Sasuke spit onto Itachi�s face, a
blanket of silence fell over the entire airport. Itachi�s eyes narrowed, and
was it Sasuke�s imagination, or did a black pinwheel shape appear against
Itachi�s blood red eyes? Fear stricken, Sasuke tried to take a step backward,
but even if Itachi hadn�t grabbed onto him, he would have been immobilized.
Itachi leaned down until his lips were
touching Sasuke�s ears. He whispered, �Little brother� I warned you. You were
never so rebellious until you met that Uzumaki brat. Now I will finish the job and erase him. You sealed your own fate.�
Sasuke�s eyes opened, not remembering
having closed them, and he found himself in a hotel room. Had he blacked out?
Where were Itachi and Kabuto?
Sasuke cringed at the memory of that
bespectacled man with gray hair. He had broken up with Kabuto right before they
had moved to Konoha. No� They had moved to Konoha because he had broken up with Kabuto�
Though Itachi time and again carelessly
made decisions for Sasuke without listening to what the younger brother wanted,
when it came to matters of Orochimaru, Itachi picked up his role of older
brother without hesitation and did everything he could to protect his little
brother. Ever since Sasuke had lost his virginity to Orochimaru, Itachi
wouldn�t even speak the snake�s name, and Sasuke suspected that there was a
restraining order in place.
When Sasuke first met Kabuto, he had
never expected a relationship out of the deal. They met at a promotional deal
during the filming of Insomniac�s Dream,
and at first, Sasuke hadn�t even noticed him. Kabuto approached him, stated why
he was there, and the two snuck back to Sasuke�s hotel room to grant Kabuto�s
wish. They dated for nearly six months before Itachi received the frantic call
from Kisame.
�Itachi!�
Kisame huffed into the phone. �Kabuto�Kabuto is working directly for
Orochimaru! Not for Akatsuki, but as a personal assistant of sorts. Itachi,
you�ve got to get Sasuke away from him! Tonight�Tonight,
he�s supposed to bring Sasuke back to Orochimaru��
That night, Itachi ordered Sasuke to
break it off with Kabuto and to pack everything up. They were moving. Sasuke
broke up with Kabuto, who seemed to take it pretty well, and thought that he
would never see him again.
Itachi was in his own hotel room also
thinking of that night not too long ago when they moved from Otogakure to Konohagakure and to the small town of Konoha. Needing a
place as quickly as possible, Itachi was mortified to learn that the only
available two-bed-two-bath apartment in the entire town was only as large as
his closet back in Otogakure.
�I�ve lived in places larger than this
entire complex,� he griped.
But Tsunade was not a landlady to be
taken lightly. She slammed her fist down on the desk. �If my residence doesn�t
suit your taste,� she roared, fire blazing in her brown eyes, �look somewhere
else!�
Not used to landlords turning out
potential buyers, he was amazed to notice his hand scrawling out his signature
on the lease. He would need to be careful of this Tsunade� He chuckled darkly
as he thought about what she would do to residents with late rent. Then,
remembering that he might be one of those residents eventually, his laugh
stopped cold.
The important thing was that he got his
little brother away from Orochimaru. With the Kabuto incident, he felt like he
had failed his little brother. He had let his guard down, and that snake had
almost swallowed the last Uchiha known to him.
Too soon, too soon, that blond fox had
slipped under his radar and taken Sasuke away from him again. Blondie didn�t
look like he could win a fight against a twelve-year-old girl. How did he
expect to protect Sasuke? This�Uzumaki needed
to vanish.
The article in Hiroto�s Progress�the magazine Sasuke had posed for�didn�t seem to work.
Itachi had taken great care writing that article. He made sure to convey every
bit of hatred he felt for the blond into that article. He wouldn�t be able to
protect Sasuke, and Orochimaru would swallow him up. Then that wretched Hyuuga set up that interview on Chakra Television�s news
program. Everyone was trying to set little Sasuke against him, but he only
wanted to protect him!
Naruto needed to vanish, and his plan
was already set into motion. The fact that the little red-haired kid�Gaara�had
a crush on Sasuke was an added bonus. Itachi cackled, remembering when he first
noticed the glances Gaara was giving Sasuke. Oh, if
only Naruto weren�t so fucking stupid, he would notice! But Kabuto was
essential in the plan. Itachi had made a mistake once. Now he would set the
whole thing up again and wouldn�t make a mistake this time.
Not this time.
He passed the large mirror above the
dresser and paused. His face was blank to a passerby, but Itachi could see his
turmoil in his eyes. Raising his fist up, he smashed the mirror into a thousand
pieces before helping himself to an already half-empty bottle of scotch on his
dresser.
.
Naruto had spent the entire afternoon
halfheartedly trying to convince Shikamaru and Kiba that he didn�t need a
babysitter. He refused to move from where he lay on the couch and very
reluctantly ate a few saltines. When his phone rang, he leapt to his feet,
brimming with energy. �Sasuke?� he roared excitedly.
Sasuke held the phone away from his ear
as Naruto shouted his name several more times, but he was unable to wipe the
smile from his face. �Hey, Naruto. My plane landed�a
few hours ago, I think. I don�t know. I had a fight with Itachi, and I blacked
out. I�m sorry if I made you worry��
�I�m glad you�re safe.�
There was a pause, and Sasuke wondered
how much he should tell Naruto about Kabuto. �Ah, Naruto� There is something I
need to talk to you about. When my plane landed, it turns out�it turns out my
ex-boyfriend is Itachi�s personal assistant and will be traveling with us for
the next eight weeks.�
Naruto�s heart sunk. If he had felt any
jealousy about the multiple one-night stands he learned about less than a week
ago�about men Sasuke would probably never meet again�it had nothing on the
waves and waves of poisonous jealousy suddenly coursing through his veins.
�O�Oh?� He pretended his voice wasn�t shaking. �I see� H�How long were you two�together?�
�Six months�before Itachi made me break
it off with him.� Sasuke blinked. Why did he phrase it like that? After
learning that Kabuto was willing to sell Sasuke back to Orochimaru, he was all
too eager to dump Kabuto and race away to Konoha. Why was he phrasing it like
he was forced�? �Ah, I mean, I wanted to break up with him.�
Well, fuck, that just made it sound
worse. Great going, Sasuke.
The door to Sasuke�s hotel room open, and his eyes snapped to the gray-haired figure waltzing
into the room. He covered his cell phone speaker and yelled, �Kabuto! What are
you doing here? Get out! This is my room!�
Kabuto smirked and pushed his glasses
further up onto his nose. The light reflected off his glasses, and for a
moment, Sasuke couldn�t see Kabuto�s cold, black eyes. �But Sasuke-kun, didn�t
you hear? We�re rooming together! You didn�t think you needed two queen-sized beds all to yourself,
did you?�
�We are not rooming together,� he hissed. He uncovered the speaker and
said, �Naruto, I need to call you back.� Eager to rid his room of anything
Kabuto, Sasuke hung up the phone without even waiting for Naruto to say good
bye.
Naruto stared at his cell phone, unable
to believe what had just happened. His blue eyes moved from Shikamaru to Kiba.
He heard a small mew at his feet, and
he picked up Sora, burying his nose in the kitten�s gray fur. �What do I do,
Sora? What do I do�?�
.
.
.
One
of my favorite video games is Okami.
(I really like the PS2 version a lot better than the Wii version, but that�s because my arm shakes too much on
account of having very girly upper body strength.) For those of you who don�t
know, the bad guy in the story is this large monster with eight snake heads
named Orochi. I�m forever mixing up Orochi and Orochimaru. (I still haven�t
beaten the game, though. In video games, I�m continuously thwarted by the mini-games.
In Okami, there are several
mini-games involving digging to the bottom of a�cave�thing�and there are many
puzzles along the way, which are all easy cakes. The troubling part is this
slow ass chick is following you around, and whenever there are spikes, she runs
into them. Ughhhh�)

On
a whim, I Google�d �Insomniac�s Dream,� just to see
what would happen. Apparently it�s an EP released by Adema
in 2002. So I guess I should say now that my story is in no related to Adema and that the matching titles are purely coincidental.

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