Wild Child | By : Trollmia Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Two hours later Neji
reached for the doorbell on his cousin’s house and waited for someone to open up
for him. Next to him stood Gaara. The younger boy smiled brightly at him and
Neji could feel his heart skip over a beat. ‘I wonder
what Hinata-sama and Naruto-san will think about all of this. Naruto-san is a
little bit on the naïve side from time even if he is the Rokudaime, but Hinata
will surely notice my infatuation for Gaara….’
Naruto opened the door
and let his friend inside. His blue eyes widened when he saw the red haired boy
next to Neji. His eyes darted between Neji and the boy but the resolve face of
Neji told him to just keep his ramen-trap closed for the time being.
“Welcome Neji-san, I’m
glad you could make it,” the Hokage mumbled out and let them both inside. He was
still looking at the boy that came with Neji. It was something about that boy
that made Naruto’s sealed guest squirm and that was not a good sign. But the
genuine smile on the boy’s lips was enough to keep his mouth shut for just a
while longer. ‘But don’t you think I am going to let you in so easily under
my defences,’ thought the blonde man and watched the couple walk into the
dining room. He suppressed a shiver and decided that he definitively was going
to keep his eyes on the boy even though said boy was looking like an angel that
had fallen to the earth. This boy looked just as innocent as an angel.
Hinata saw her cousin
come into the room and her face brightened at the sight. And then she saw a boy
with large green eyes peek out from behind her cousin.
“Gaara-chan, this is my
cousin Hinata and this is her husband Naruto. Hinata-sama, Naruto-sama, meet
Gaara-chan.”
“Gaara-chan, I’m pleased
to meet you. I hope you like home cooked meals,” said Hinata as her hand came
out to greet the boy to her home. The boy smiled brightly again and took the
hand into his and then his eyes darted over to Naruto.
Yes, Gaara could feel
that Naruto had something inside him just like he had. The very thing that had
caused him so much pain in the past. The thing had been resting for quite awhile
now, but it was still there, Gaara could feel him move around every now and
then. But he couldn’t voice it so he just kept on smiling. Hinata was a very
soft spoken and gentle woman and Gaara found himself to like her at once. If she
and her husband ever decided on having children, those children would have a
wonderful mother. ‘Mother… I wonder what my mother was like… was she this
nice too?’ he silently asked himself as he was guided to the table. He sat
down next to Neji and felt a warm hand upon his own. He looked up and saw his
guardian angel’s warm smile and Gaara felt that he could do anything for Neji.
“Hinata-sama, I’m glad
that you invited us in this evening,” said Neji and turned his warm gaze to his
cousin who smiled back at him.
“Want to tell us how you
found this guy?” asked Naruto as the blunt soul he was and Neji smiled a bit.
Naruto had never been the
one to beat around the bushes. Not even after he became the sixth Hokage of
Konoha village. Neji took a sip of the wine in his glass before he cleared his
throat and told them about the story about he met Gaara and took in the young
boy.
“Gaara-chan, I’m glad
that you have found a home. And if Neji-oniisan must go on a mission, you are
always welcome to stay here with us,” said Hinata and nodded to her words, a
quick look on Naruto told them all that there was not going to be any protests
against her words.
“He has lost his parents
and I assume that he has lived most of his life in the wild,” said Neji and
gently squeezed Gaara’s hand. “ And I’m fairly sure that he can understand you,
but he can not use his voice to speak up… yet.”
Gaara nodded happily at
Neji’s words. He did understand what was said to him, but he couldn’t voice his
words. Not yet, just as Neji said.
“Gaara-chan, I’m glad
that you have found Neji-oniisan, no matter how much my cousin denies it, he
really needs someone to take care of him. Please make sure to take care of him,”
said Hinata and smiled at the red haired boy. She could see that the boy would
do just about anything to protect Neji. ‘And Neji-oniisan, you should trust
your Byakugan better. This boy is not so young as you believe him to be…’
“Hinata-sama, what is on
your mind?” asked Neji when he saw the contemplative look on his cousin’s face.
‘I will take care of
him, Hinata-sama, I will protect him with my very life…’
Gaara thought as he saw the warm gaze of the woman on the other side of the
table. ‘Never doubt it. I will give him everything I
have in order to make Neji-san happy.’
“Gaara-chan is need of a
haircut, Hinata-sama will you help me with it?” asked Neji as he watched the
knowing smiles between his cousin and his little kitten.
“Of course I’ll help,”
said Hinata. “I’m glad that you didn’t try to cut his hair. Gods, know how he
would end up looking like after you had a go with a scissor…”
Gaara giggled and saw
Hinata smile warmly at him.
~ * ~ * ~
After dinner Hinata took
care of Gaara’s hair. She managed to get some form of “do” out of the wild locks
that surrounded the boy’s head and face. And since they were alone in the
bathroom, Hinata decided to ask him a few questions.
“Gaara-chan, you are
older than you appear to be, am I right?” she asked as she gently brushed his
hair, it was quite unruly but she had good practice and it didn’t hurt a bit.
Gaara nodded and turned
his head to look at the warm woman.
“Fifteen years perhaps?
Or could you be older even?”
Gaara nodded again and
held up two fingers. He had learned to keep track of the summers since he was a
young boy.
“Seventeen… and my guess
is that my cousin thinks you are much younger than that…?”
A growling sound came, a
sound that only could be interpreted as a yes. Hinata smiled and continued to
brush his hair. “I saw how he looked at you, Gaara-chan. I think he likes you
very much. When everyone else in the village found their special someone,
Neji-oniisan was left out. Please take care of him.”
Gaara smiled warmly and
took her hand and silently gave her a promise he would look after Neji just as
Neji looked after him.
“And I was serious, if
Neji ever needs to go on a mission; you are always welcome to stay here with us…
that is… if you feel comfortable enough around us of course. I can almost feel
the fear and hatred you bear against us. You must have been so hurt in your
childhood…”
Her voice reached into
his soul and Gaara could feel tears well up in his eyes. He pulled the woman
closer and buried his face in her stomach, hugging her tightly. If he ever had
known her mother, he would’ve wanted her to be like Hinata-san.
Hinata gently caressed
the red head as she whispered comforting words. But just like her husband, she
could feel that there was more to Gaara than just an abandoned child. He had
something inside him, something very powerful and dangerous. ‘I wonder if
Neji-oniisan has sensed is as well, or has he been blinded by the love and
devotion he has for this young boy?’ Hinata wasn’t sure, but as long as
nothing happened, she wouldn’t say anything about it. She had accepted the fact
that her husband was the carrier of the nine tailed fox demon, the Kyuubi.
Naruto had even asked his
wife to kill him if the seal on his stomach broke. And she would do it in order
to protect her village and all her loved ones.
Gaara could feel the
sorrow flow from the woman he was hugging and he looked up and saw the dark
sadness in her pearly eyes. What was she thinking about to make her look so sad?
She noticed him look at her and the sadness disappeared in a flash.
“Feeling better now?” she
whispered.
“Ahh,” he answered and
wiped the last tears from his eyes.
“Good, now, do you want
to look in the mirror and see the new you?”
~ * ~ * ~
Neji and Naruto sat in
the living room drinking tea. Naruto could see the glances Neji gave the
hallway. The poor Hyuuga had it bad for the red headed boy.
“Hey, Neji… you know that
your little orphan is not just like any other kid out there,” began Naruto and
saw Neji stiffen a bit and looked at the blonde Hokage.
“What do you mean
Naruto-san?” asked Neji feeling slight worried. Naruto may be naïve from time to
time, but you didn’t get the Title Hokage for no reason.
“That boy, he carries
something inside him… something that makes my parasite growl. And that does not
happen very often. I can feel that Gaara have something similar to the Kyuubi,
only it’s not a fox… it’s something else.”
Neji’s white eyes widened
a bit. Was Naruto joking with him? No, the Hokage was serious. But why had he
not noticed it? Why had he not felt it?
“You like him don’t ya?”
asked Naruto and a small smile grazed his features. “He seems to be a good boy,
but I will not rest until I’m sure that the thing inside him is harmless to the
village. If he becomes a threat….” Naruto let the words die out.
Neji nodded. It was the
Hokage’s duty to make sure that his village was safe from danger. He quietly
made a promise to himself and try to ask Gaara about the thing inside the boy.
He got up the second he heard Hinata and Gaara come back.
A warm feel shot through
the tall and proud Neji as he saw the light blush on Gaara’s face. His long red
hair had been cut and was now framing his young and beautiful face. Green eyes
that glittered with emotions and then… Neji oofed as the wild boy hugged him
tightly.
“N’ji...,” mumbled Gaara
into Neji’s chest. He was afraid that Neji wouldn’t like him as much now when he
had short hair. He didn’t want to see the rejection in those white depths he had
come to love so dearly over such a short period of time.
Naruto and Hinata nodded
towards each other and left the room and Neji was grateful for that. He was not
used to show emotions, especially not around others. But with Gaara it was
different. The wild child made him do things; he made Neji think things he never
thought he would do. He put a finger under Gaara’s chin and gently forced the
boy to look at him.
“Gaara-chan, you look
absolutely adorable,” mumbled Neji and lowered his head and pressed his lips
against the boy’s trembling petals. And as Gaara held him tighter, Neji could
feel the familiar warmth pool inside his lower stomach. He pulled away and
brushed his thumbs over Gaara’s flushed cheeks.
‘Aishteru Neji-san…
Aishteru,’ Gaara wanted to
shout to the world, but all that came over his lips was a weak whimper. He
buried his face in Neji’s chest again, breathing in that wonderful scent of the
older boy, the scent that calmed his soul.
“Do you want to go home,
Gaara-chan?” asked Neji and stroked the newly cut hair on Gaara’s head.
Gaara nodded without
moving his face from Neji’s chest. He could hear Neji chuckle a bit and press
his lips down on top of his head.
“Then we will go home.
Come, let us thank Hinata-sama and Naruto-sama for the dinner and then we’ll
head home.”
A few minutes later
Hinata and Naruto were watching as Neji and his charge was walking away from
their house. They could see the happiness radiate from both of the boys. Hinata
was glad, she had been so worried about Neji not finding one, but seeing Neji
with Gaara… yes, she was sure that the wild boy was the one for her cousin.
~ * ~ * ~
Neji stopped on the porch
to his house and invited Gaara to sit down with him on the bench placed there.
And in the glow of the small lights that surrounded the porch, Gaara looked as
if he had stepped right out of a fairy tale. ‘So beautiful… like an angel…’
Neji thought and cupped the boy’s cheeks and kissed those lips he had come to
need as much as he needed to breathe.
Gaara closed his eyes and
let Neji guide him into the kiss. The kiss was soft and yet he could feel the
raw passion that hid just beneath the surface. Neji didn’t stop this time as the
kiss grew more and more needy. But just as Gaara thought that Neji would stop
just like he had during their earlier kisses he was pulled into Neji’s lap
rather roughly.
Neji let all the barriers
go. He grabbed Gaara’s firm back side and pushed him closer. Neji could feel a
flash of flame go through his veins as their crotches suddenly rubbed against
each other. ‘Oh, God…. Gaara-chan…’ Neji put a hand behind Gaara’s neck
and tilted his head a bit to deepen their kiss.
‘Neji-san, don’t stop…
ahhh…’ Gaara let out a raspy
sound and rubbed against the taller boy, the friction was sending electrified
shocks up his spine. This was beyond anything he had felt before in his life.
His tongue battled with Neji’s soft one. He could feel his thing harden and
become more sensitive and he could feel a similar bulge inside Neji’s pants.
‘Feels sooo good, Neji-san…’
“Gaara-chan… I love you,”
whispered Neji into Gaara’s mouth. He pulled back a bit and looked at the
flushed face in front of him. “I love you… I don’t know if it’s possible to love
someone after such short period of time, but by all gods in heaven… I do love
you.”
“N’ji… N’ji… ‘shteru…”
Gaara cried and flung his arms around Neji’s neck and buried his face in the
taller boy’s warm neck. “’shteru…”
It might not have been
the whole word, but Neji understood just perfectly. Gaara loved him too. His
heart was racing inside his chest and it felt as if he had trouble breathing
just knowing this. ‘My beautiful Gaara…’
Neji took a better hold
on Gaara and rose to his feet. He managed to unlock his front door and entered
the house with Gaara in his arms. His body became hard as steel when he felt
Gaara’s wet tongue lap at his neck. The wild boy was trying to create friction
again and that made Neji pick up his pace towards his bedroom.
Neji placed Gaara on the
edge of his bed and kneeled between the boy’s spread legs. His hands were upon
Gaara’s hips and he looked up into those sea green eyes that could swallow you
whole if you didn’t watch out.
“Gaara-chan, you are so
beautiful, like an angel…,” whispered Neji passionately as his hands traveled
upwards over Gaara’s rib cage, taking the shirt with him.
Gaara raised his arms and
let Neji remove the shirt from him, leaving him bare for Neji to look at. He
wanted to tell Neji that it was Neji who was the angel, not him. Gaara had
always been the monster, the devil. Everyone had said he was a devil in a human
disguise. Gaara could feel tears in his eyes as Neji looked at him with
devotion. ‘I am not worthy of you Neji-san…’ And yet, Gaara couldn’t
resist this black haired young man. He loved him.
“So beautiful,” Neji
repeated and leaned closer to kiss Gaara again. His fingertips brushed down on
Gaara’s arms, leaving goose bumps behind in their trails. “I want you so much,
but I can’t… not yet… but let me give you this…”
Gaara had no idea what
Neji was talking about but feeling those large hands caress his skin was enough
to make him go wild again. The heat inside his stomach began to build up again
and he arched his body into Neji’s touch. Neji’s lips left the wild boy’s mouth
and traveled down his neck. Licks, kisses, nips and nicks, Gaara could feel his
heart race faster and faster for each and every one of those things Neji did to
him.
The white eyed young man
could feel the tension that was building up underneath his touch. And the
knowledge that it was him that had caused this trembling of the wild child’s
body was enough to set fire to his nerve endings. He quickly looked up and saw
the object of his passion bit his lower lip. Tantalizing and the boy was all he
wanted, all Neji needed at the moment. He shifted a bit to release the pressure
against his hardening organ and pushed Gaara back a bit and spread those milky
white and muscular thighs apart. The years in the wild had provided his young
charge with an excellent physique.
‘And those little
dusky pink nipples are mine to toy with…’
thought Neji as his eyes fastened at the hard pearls on Gaara’s chest and let
action follow his thoughts. He closed his eyes and caught a hard nipple with his
lips and sucked on the small pebble, causing Gaara to cry out in pure pleasure.
A sound that went straight down Neji’s pants and if Neji could grow devil horns
he would have done it by now. He growled in the back of his throat as he bit
down a bit, making Gaara to moan.
“N~eeeeejjjji….” The
sound of Gaara’s animalistic voice was enough to send Neji over the edge and the
tall, proud and stoic Hyuuga did something he never thought he would experience.
He soiled his pants with his seed. But that didn’t stop him from wanting to give
Gaara the same pleasure; instead he undid the red haired boy’s trousers and
pulled them down along with Gaara’s boxers.
The sight of Gaara’s
erection twitching made Neji’s mouth water and he descended down to make Gaara
feel good as well and at the same time he freed his softening member from the
confinements of his pants. The musky scent of Gaara’s arousal caused Neji’s body
to go for another round and it didn’t take long for his cock to go from soft to
rock hard once again.
Gaara couldn’t hold back
his body’s movements as Neji swallowed his length. He bucked upwards with his
hips, making his black haired angel take most of Gaara’s member into his warm
mouth. His hands gripped the sheets of Neji’s bed and he cried out as Neji’s
mouth found a particular sensitive spot just underneath the head of his cock.
The heat inside his stomach began to bubble and turned to boil with something he
never had experienced before in his life. This was nothing the wild child had
experienced before. He began to pant and cry out Neji’s name over and over.
“Don’t hold back,”
whispered Neji when he sensed the resistance in Gaara’s body. The boy didn’t
want to come and Neji wouldn’t have it. He wanted to taste his young lover and
he moved one hand underneath the soft sac to massage Gaara’s prostate from the
outside.
“Let me taste your milk,
Gaara-chan,” growled Neji as his eyes looked up and caught the frantic look in
his young charge’s eyes. “Don’t be afraid, Gaara-chan.”
Reduced to a mass of
gasping and panting, Gaara did just the thing his black haired, guardian angel
asked him of. He came. The chills went up and down his spine, causing his limbs
to stiffen, his toes curled inwardly and his back arched up. Shocks of pleasure
wrecked his entire body and he could hear the sounds of someone swallowing
something.
Neji smiled in secret
victory as Gaara came into his awaiting mouth. And just as everything else about
the red haired angel, his cum was just as addictive. Neji swallowed the spurts
of seed that landed in his mouth, on his lips and held onto Gaara as the boy
trembled with the aftermath of his orgasm.
Neji wiped his mouth
before rising up above Gaara. The poor boy was out of it and Neji felt bad. He
had molested a young boy, or so he thought anyway, but then his charge opened
his eyes and he could see the love and devotion Gaara held for him.
“N’ji..” mumbled Gaara
and let his weak arms go around the taller boy’s neck and pull him down for a
kiss. Gaara could feel his ultra sensitive thingy touch Neji’s and that made
Gaara confused. His thingy was soft now, but Neji was hard, just like Gaara had
been…
“It will go away,
Gaara-chan…. You have given me such pleasure this evening with just being here
with me…” said Neji and kicked away his soiled pants and boxers and climbed up
on the bed and moved them both to lie down and then pulled the cover over them.
But Gaara was not
satisfied with that, but he couldn’t do anything because Neji had caught his
wrists and spooned Gaara’s back against his chest. Gaara blushed as he felt that
hard rod against his backside. He wanted to help his beloved Neji and Neji
wouldn’t let him. Gaara pouted.
Neji purred in pure
victory or something like that as he hugged the younger boy closer to him. He
licked a spot on Gaara’s shoulder that seemed to be sensitive before he
whispered something into the red haired boy’s ear. “You tasted just like
ambrosia… You tasted just as heavenly as the gods’ food.”
Gaara was not sure what
that meant, but the sound of it made him blush and he buried his face into the
arm that his head was resting upon.
“Go to sleep,
Gaara-chan…. and tomorrow will be a new day for the both of us.”
And with that sentence
Neji closed his eyes and let the land of dreams take over his world.
~ * ~ * ~
"And see... on the Christmas morning she was able to write
lemon... ehh... lime... (have yet to keep those two differences apart.)
I hope you all enjoyed it and are able to live and tell about it... No acute
nosebleeds or anything???
*stands ready with tissues and towels...*
Hrm... anyways... May Santa give you many good presents this
year...
Love from a little Troll in lil' ol' Sweden...
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