Wild Child | By : Trollmia Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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‘It feels so warm and
comfortable. I have never had a nest that was this soft and warm before,’
Gaara thought as the sun’s morning rays teased him to wake up. Then he
remembered, he wasn’t in the forest anymore. He was with Neji, his beautiful
Neji. Neji with the dark, rich voice that made his soul tremble with emotions.
Gaara opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping angel next to him. Yes, Neji
was like an angel with long black hair. Gaara leaned closer and put his nose
against his angel’s neck and breathed in that soothing scent. Yes, he could stay
here forever.
“G’rra?” mumbled Neji in
his sleep and turned over and hooked an arm around Gaara’s slim waist and pulled
him closer.
‘I’m here, Neji. I
will not leave unless you turn bad, but I doubt that will happen. You have had
your share of pain throughout your life. I don’t think that you will harm
another person unless its very, very needed,’
thought the red headed young boy as his hand came up and brushed over the older
boy’s cheek. ‘I think I will like it here very much….’
Neji wasn’t sleeping, he
had awakened half an hour earlier, but as his little stray kitten began to stir,
the Hyuuga-prodigy feigned sleep. He was almost bursting with relief as Gaara
began to touch him lightly. Neji could feel him play with his hair again. It
seemed as if the wild boy had an infatuation for his long, black hair. Not that
Neji minded, he liked it in fact. He pretended to mumble Gaara’s name in his
sleep and turned to embrace the red headed youth.
Again he was relieved
that Gaara didn’t turn away from him. Neji had to admit that he had feelings for
this child that was not of the good natured ones, but he couldn’t help it. He
liked the feeling of having a slim body next to him. A slim body with a flat
chest, narrow hips and ohhh, what was that…. ???
Neji wanted to groan as
he felt the younger boy’s morning woody strain against the boxers that Neji had
loaned him last night. And it shot a hot, liquid feeling straight to his own
groin. No, this was not good, if this continued he would molest the poor boy and
that wouldn’t do at all.
“Gaara…?” He asked and
opened his eyes and drowned in a pair of ocean green ones. He had already lost
the fight, he just knew it. It didn’t matter how much that passed, he would
always and forever be in love with this boy. “Have you slept well?”
Gaara nodded and felt a
sting in his heart as Neji moved away from him and rose from the bed. But he had
slept well, no denying that fact. He saw a small smile on Neji’s lips and it
lifted his spirit a bit and when his dark haired angel silently asked him if he
wanted to join him in the bathroom, Gaara didn’t hesitate. He bolted from the
bed and followed Neji into the bathroom.
Neji filled the bath tub
with water and smiled softly as Gaara lost his clothes in two seconds flat and
practically jumped into the tub. Water splashed up on the walls and on the floor
but Neji didn’t mind. As long as his little kitten was happy, he was happy. He
felt a small hand grab hold of his wrist and soon Neji was found in the tub with
the red haired boy.
“N’ji…?” came Gaara’s
voice and held up the bottle with soap and Neji chuckled and took the bottle
from Gaara and poured some into his hands and began to wash the younger boy’s
body with it.
“You like this, does it
smell good?” asked Neji as he wetted Gaara’s hair and poured some of the soap
into it. A violent nod was his answer and Neji laughed again. Yes, the kitten
loved the smell of apples and cinnamon obviously.
More splashing of water
and a laugh that seemed to echo into the darkest corners of Neji’s soul. Not
ever would he regret taking in Gaara. As they both washed off the soap and dried
the water from their bodies, Neji could hear the door bell ring and he nodded
towards a pile of clean clothes.
“I’ll be right back
Gaara, you can pick something out of that and wear it,” said Neji as he put on
his bathrobe and exited the bathroom.
Gaara nodded and felt
abandoned the moment Neji disappeared. But he found a new pair of boxers and a
shirt that had that special scent that he connected with Neji. He put it on and
moved into the bedroom. He could hear Neji talk to someone and he wanted to know
who it was so he tiptoed over to the hallway and peeked around the corner.
~ * ~ * ~
Naruto had gotten orders from his beloved wife, Hinata, that he should go over
to Neji’s house and ask if her cousin wanted to join them for dinner later that
Sunday evening. He was a bit surprised that Neji actually had opened the door
wearing just his robe, but then again, this was Neji, the dude wasn’t normal. He
preferred silence and solitude above anything else. For crying out loud, they
had to drag him to dinners most of the time.
“Hey, Neji, you’re awake? Good, did I disturb you or anything?” asked Naruto as
he saw the slightly agitated face of his wife’s cousin.
“I
was in the shower,” explained Neji and tried to look indifferently, but knowing
that he had to leave a dripping wet and very naked little kitten in his bathroom
did not sit well with the Master of not showing anything.
“I’m
sorry, but you know…. Hinata…. She wants you to come to dinner tonight. And she
made me promise that I wouldn’t leave your house until you had promised that you
would come.”
And
when Naruto promised something, he would go to any lengths to keep his promises.
Neji sighed in defeat. This meant that he had to either leave Gaara behind,
which was not an option…. Or he could take his little stray kitten with him and
introduce him to Neji’s family.
“What time?” asked Neji as he heard a small yelp behind him. Gaara was
listening.
“Ehh?”
“When do you want us to come?” asked Neji and saw Naruto’s eyes widened even
more. Sometimes it felt really good to shock the world of people.
“Us??? Neji, you and who else will come?” asked Naruto the moment he got his
chin back from the ground.
“You’ll know tonight. Tell my dear cousin that my friend and I will attend to
your dinner but I still have to know the time,” said Neji feeling very full of
himself.
“7
pm, if that’s alright with you… what friend???”
“7
pm, I’ll meet you at the mansion around 7 pm and I’m still not telling you
anything. Now go and tell Hinata-sama that I will come to you and eat dinner
with you.”
Neji
gently pushed Naruto out of the door way and closed the door behind him. That
boy, his leader and a beloved family member was so dense from time to time. And
not to mention stubborn. Neji smiled and moved away from the door and looked at
the corner of his hall way and saw a read head peek out.
“You
can come out now Gaara-chan, he’s gone.”
Gaara came out of hiding and glomped his angel. He hugged him as tight as he
dared and his eyes darted up to look into that beautiful face.
“Tonight you’ll get to meet my cousin and her husband. They are good people,
actually, they are the kindest people I know. Hinata will love you and I think
Naruto would think of you as a play mate. And if you are afraid, I will always
be here for you,” said Neji as he stroked the damp, blood red tresses of hair.
“But first, we must cut you hair a bit.”
Gaara nodded. He did understand what Neji had said to him, but he still felt
weary about meeting other humans. But again, the young man in the door way had
seemed nice. A bit pushy but kind. And if Neji’s cousin was just as kind as
Neji, what could possible threaten Gaara? Nothing. And Neji had promised he
would be there for him so Gaara accepted the fact that he was going to meet more
humans again.
‘And you look absolutely ravish-friendly in my shirt…’
thought Neji as his white eyes wandered over the lithe, little body of the red
head in front of him. ‘Dear Gods, how will I ever be
able to keep my hands to my self when you look so cute…?’
‘Neji, I like you…. but why don’t you return my feelings????’
Gaara silently asked as he buried his face into Neji’s chest. The slight V-line
of Neji’s robe made it possible for Gaara to reach that wonderful smelling skin,
the warmth that he loved about the dark haired boy.
“Gaara-chan, come… let’s make breakfast and then we’ll talk about tonight,
alright?” said Neji as he gently pried the youth from his form and cupped his
cheek. ‘I’m in love already….. a child… a child… I love a child.’ The
thought was disturbing but it was the truth. Two days and the Hyuuga genius had
fallen like a rock through the water surface.
Gaara knew that there was something that bothered his beloved angel, but said
angel refused to say anything. He could feel the emotions in Neji, but Neji
didn’t do or say anything and that made Gaara confused. Neji walked into the
kitchen, leaving Gaara in the hall way. ‘Why is he hiding his feelings?’
But as Gaara turned around he looked right into a mirror and suddenly it all
became clear to him.
~ * ~ * ~
The day went on rather
uneventful. Neji kept Gaara happy with food and apples and with just being
there. Neji was sure that Gaara tried to tell him something but he couldn’t
understand what the wild boy wanted to say. Instead he was faced with hugs,
glomps and light touches that were beginning to get to the Hyuuga’s head.
“Gaara-chan, what are you
doing??” asked Neji as he came through the door to the bedroom and saw his
kitten lie on the bed with his nose buried in Neji’s pillow.
But the only answer he
got was a goofy smile and the boy put his nose into Neji’s pillow again. Neji
could hear the sniffs the boy took from his pillow and it made him frown a bit.
‘So he likes the smell perhaps???’ the young man thought as he took a few
steps closer to the bed.
Gaara wanted to tell Neji
how he felt, but he couldn’t, his tongue and mouth just refused to obey him as
he tried to talk. He saw Neji come closer and he scooted over a bit to give the
older boy some room in the bed, silently telling Neji that he wanted him to join
him on the bed.
Happy to see that Neji
understood the silent invitation, Gaara latched onto the black haired boy and
moved to lie almost on top of him. He smiled happily before burying his face
into Neji’s neck.
“G-Gaara-chan, w-what are
you doing?” asked Neji when he felt Gaara crawl on top of him.
“Like you….” came the
answer. An answer that sounded more like an animal’s growl then a human voice.
Green eyes pierced Neji’s soul and he melted.
“What?”
Another growl as an
answer. Neji could see that his orphan kitten was agitated. The boy wanted to
tell Neji something but was unable to form the words. But Gaara’s body language
spoke volumes and Neji blushed darkly and tried to will the urges of flipping
them around and place Gaara underneath him. The smile in the red haired boy’s
eyes, the way Gaara rubbed against his body – for crying out loud – Neji wasn’t
a saint!!
Arms came around Gaara’s
waist and the wild boy could hear a muffled cry from his dark haired angel. It
felt good to be on top of Neji and Gaara liked the way his body was molded
against Neji’s, it was almost as if the gods had the plan all figured out.
“Gaara-chan, you must
stop this at once…,” mumbled Neji as he hugged the smaller body against his
frame. Sweet heavens, the boy felt so good.
‘But I don’t want too…
I like you Neji, can’t you see?’
Gaara thought as he looked down into the face that he had come to love. Yes,
love, it had to be love. This was the thing he had heard so much about but never
experienced. This was the thing that made humans go on and on and on.
Suddenly Gaara felt
something covering his mouth and was a bit surprised as Neji’s hands came up and
cupped his cheeks. His eyes looked down and saw Neji’s face. Neji had closed his
eyes and his lips covered Gaara’s. The softness of the lips made Gaara tremble
and he knew that he had been right.
Neji let out a soft sigh
the moment the younger boy parted his lips and let him inside. The taste of the
wild child was purely addictive and Neji was soon lost. Pleasure blended with
disgust as he flipped them around so he could be on top of the boy with the
green eyes.
“Gaara, we better stop….”
growled Neji and grabbed hold of the small hands that was about to work their
way under his shirt. “Stop it….”
But Gaara didn’t stop, he
wanted to show Neji how much he wanted this, how much he liked Neji. He raised
his body a bit and his lips found those silky, soft ones again and he tried to
tell the dark haired boy that he wanted him, that he loved him. ‘Aishteru
Neji-san… Aishteru…’ his mind shouted but he couldn’t form the words.
Neji couldn’t fight the
sensations that his young ward caused. The soft touches, his lips, everything
was making Neji loose his ever so famous coolness and his restraints slipped for
every caress Gaara gave him. His hips pushed forward, letting the younger boy
know that he really liked the way he was touched at the moment. The gentle purr
the red head made was an indication that Gaara liked the way he could affect
Neji as well.
“This is wrong
Gaara-chan, you are but a child… this is wrong..” groaned Neji as slender
fingers swept over his chest.
‘No… no…I am not a
child and this it can’t be wrong… I love you Neji!!!!’
Gaara cried silently.
‘Sweet Gods of
heaven,’ Neji shouted
mentally when Gaara’s fingers grazed over his stiff nipples.
But no matter how much
the little red headed boy wanted to stay here and tease Neji into a state where
the older boy couldn’t refuse him, his angel had made a promise and that was to
meet up with his cousin and her husband.
“D’nr….” growled Gaara
and removed his hands from underneath Neji’s shirt.
“Ehh?!”
Gaara smacked his lips
and patted his stomach and repeated the sound, making it sound more like a word
this time. “Dnnr…”
“Right, dinner…” mumbled
Neji and moved away from Gaara, blushing over the fact that he almost had lost
it right there in bed. This little beautiful boy was hazardous and downright
dangerous. If this continued it would surely make Neji loose his otherwise so
calmly posture, oh the horror….
And if they were going to
dinner his little inmate was going to have a new set of clothes. How much he
liked to see Gaara running around in just Neji’s boxers and t-shirt, it wouldn’t
do on one of his cousin’s dinners. He got up from the bed and let out a pained
sound when he saw his little kitten lay there, just waiting for Neji to molest
him. ‘I’m turning into a pervert…’
T B C
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So how was it...?
And for you who are wondering - no, Gaara is not a little boy, he's just small
and scrawny and look like he's 12 but in fact he's around 17 years old.
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