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Fading Dream	By : Madea Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1339 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of the occurring characters from Naruto. I do not intend on earning money with this fic. Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto

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Hey! Sorry, totally forgot to update yesterday. Anyway, here's chapter 8. It contains my first ever written lemon and ... yeah. *hides in a corner*

Chapter 8: Cunning
There is that stare again. He doesn't know what to do. He's squirming under the intensive stare. Oh, how he would like to see Sakura looking at him like that. The pink-haired girl stands in front of him now. It's still pleasant, but he somehow has the feeling, there's something wrong, it doesn't feel like a dream.
It was somehow strange, but whenever Naruto had a dream, he knew he was dreaming. He felt himself still lying in his bed, felt the cover on his body and his unmovable, aching limbs. Jiraiya once called that a 'lucid dream'. However, he was glad he rarely had nightmares. To know you're dreaming, makes you thinking about your dreams, what results in memorizing them. Unless he wasn't total spent, he would dream every night and remember almost every dream.
Sakura is caressing his cheek. Slowly and warm, soft skin on soft skin. He leans into her touch. Such a wonderful feeling. Like in stop-motion she lowers her head to him.
Lowers? Don't care, Sakura was about to kiss him. Stop to barge in, damn brain! She was standing on a pedestal.
Sakura is standing on a pedestal and lowering her head to Naruto. She smells sweet, like strawberries. The pink haired girl gives him a soft, short kiss on his cheek and draws back in an abrupt motion, licking her lips. "Sakura ..."
"A…ra …" Damn, talking in your sleep is so uncool. He had to get that in grip. But oh god, what a sexy view!
She takes some time before moving again, this time heading for his jaw, right below his ear. She plants another three kisses down on his neck before leaving him again, looking at him with a heartened twinkle in her eyes.
He felt himself shifting his position and cuddled his pillow. Great, out of his dream at the good part. "Sakura … Don't leave me now, please," he murmured to himself and tried to dive back into that awesome dream.
The 'real' feeling is gone now, but Sakura is still there, what's more important. The good part is beginning now.
As much, as I liked those dreams, it's always a mess in the morning. Want to take a cold shower for waking up? Idiot! Damn brat, shut up for one moment, will ya? Back to Sakura …
Sometimes, he hated his personality, especially when he was sleeping. It was almost, as if he had two personalities. And he was ALWAYS fighting with himself, even insulting himself, when it came to such nice dreams. One part of him, what was reasoning and if he would be conscious the one he would choose to follow, tried to end those dreams. The other one, which was apparently 'he', since he always did what that voice demanded, was moody and like a little child, never thinking about what he was doing and the consequences, was sadly the stronger one.
When Yahiko died and he was drunk, Nagato complained, he was totally different and awkward. Clingy cuddling with him and purring like a cat while trying to rip off their both clothes. Nagato told him, he hoped for Naruto, it wasn't just for Jiraiyas presence that nothing further happened. What a BAD, bad, baaaaad memory. Almost assaulting his best friend, who was too weak to fight him off, and on top of that a guy! Naruto covered his face with his hands at that shameful memory. He didn't remember his behavior when he was drunk, but apparently it was the same as when he dreamed.
However, the consequence for last night's dream were sticky boxers and sweatpants, which he used as pajama pants. Naruto let out a loud sigh. He was dumb enough to bring just one pair of pants to sleep in with him and sleeping in jeans was uncomfortable like hell. Looking at the mess he did in his sleep, he decided it was the best to wait until Gaara left for work and take care of the stained skin and clothes, hoping in the heat of summer his pants were dry by night again.
Unfortunately said redhead decided to knock at his door. "Everything okay?" Naruto jumped and nodded. It sounded like Gaara was standing right behind him. "Naruto? I'm coming in."
He wasn't yet? Wait - did he lock the door last night? Naruto jumped up and saw the door open. For him everything happened slower than usual, like in some bad action movie. "No, wait!" he called und jumped against the door with his full body. What don't you do for not being embarrassed in front of the guy you're living with at the moment? Especially when you want to hide that you had a very pleasant dream on his couch?
Just milliseconds after his crash with the door he heard a thud, followed about two seconds later by a pained hiss. "Okay, at least you are not injured," Gaara mumbled on the other side of the door.
God, was he chuckling now? Did he hurt his head? Was Naruto the cause for a permanent change in the personality of the redhead? What if he was deadly injured by Naruto and bleeding now on the other side of the door, hyped up by the loss of blood? What if Temari found out what he did to her brother? She was that time, when Gaara just wanted to be by himself, scary enough.
She would slice him into little neat packages of meat and make sure, no one would know where he is or what happened to him. And Shikamaru - he was in love with her. Naruto wasn't really sure, but he had the feeling there was something going on between them. Even if there wasn't something, if she didn't like him, he liked her, and Temari was a woman who wouldn't flinch away from using minions. Wait - was he thinking about Shikamaru as a minion?
Whatever, with Shikamaru on her side, she would also get Choujis help and Kiba would also take part in their complot and with Kiba there would be Shino and Hinata and with that much people even Ino would want to lynch him and at the end Sakura would kill him.
A low rustle remembered Naruto of the deadly injured Gaara on the other side of the door. OH GOD, HE HAD TO CALL AN AMBULANCE! He flung the door open and -
nearly ran into Gaara. The taller man looked down at the smaller one, his face ripped off all emotions expect for one not really visible in an asking manner raised eyebrow. The smaller man, namely Naruto, turned red like a lobster. The other brow came visiting his brother.
What was it even with Gaaras brows? He stared at his friends face. Well, there was no hair. But skin and muscles moved like they did, when any other person puckered his brows. It was harder to read because there was no big line in his face moving, screaming 'Here I am! HEEEREEEE!' but still readable.
Gaara lowered his head, just like Sakura did in his dream last night, pulling Naruto out of his musings, but still the memories of his dream came back. He jumped alarmed back, earning a glare from Gaara. Why the hell had he to think about his dream right NOW? Suddenly he remembered the circumstances his clothes were in right now. Dear kami - please don't let him notice anything!
"So you didn't listen. Just want to check if you got a fever." With that he bumped their foreheads together. "Don't seem so, but," Gaara looked down at the teenager in front of him, "nevertheless, you should maybe take a cold shower." The redhead turned on his heels and left the apartment.
So he did notice both embarrassing circumstances that made his life hard for now - one literally, forced up on him by the memories of his last night's dream. What was up with him and his thoughts today? He sighed and walked towards the bathroom. Not having a girlfriend was really hard. But he would manage the day. It wasn't neither the first time he had to manage an awkward situation, nor the first time working as a waiter.
From that day ongoing he had every night such a real feeling dream. Sometimes dream-Sakura was more bold, sometimes she was reserved, and though his body didn't react anymore that strong to his dreams, there was no night he didn't dream about her. Strangely, whenever she kissed his lips, it didn't feel real.
About a week without any other noteworthy incidents passed by, though the audience of the café seemed to grow, before he saw someone he actually knew sitting in one of the comfy plush-chairs. Ino smiled gleeful at him, beside her sat Hinata staring at the carpet.
The blonde woman waved him to her table. "Hey little Mr. Water!"
Hi Naruto-kun," Hinata added shyly. The black-haired girl has always been shy, but seemingly it increased over years. When he saw her the last time, she didn't speak a single word to him and blushed every time he looked in her direction.
Both of them made their order. "But actually we're here 'cause Kiba is a lazy bastard and made Hinata to do his work," Ino sighed and looked at the shy girl beside her, which startled and blushed even more.
"Uhm … yeah. Y-you know, n-next week i-is his birthday … and I wanted to ask yo-you, if y-you want to ce-celebrate with us." She still stared at the carpet.
It made Naruto nervous that she didn't look at him while speaking with him, but being invited to a birthday-party was still nice. "Yeah, why not? But I will be late, have to work until 9. The 7th was it, right?"
Hinata nodded.

Gaara didn't like this night. His fox wasn't beside him and he didn't know what Naruto was like, when he was drunk. Not that he expected his fox to get drunk on first chance, but he was at a party, where people usually drink. Even when most people there weren't 21 yet, there was always someone who managed to provide alcohol. It made his mind go wild. Yes, Naruto asked him, if he want to accompany him, but Gaara knew, no one would like to have him there, so he simply said 'no'. As result he lay on the fluffy carpet in the dark living room and stared at the ceiling, trying to ignore his demons.
It had to be about half past three in the morning when someone knocked gentle at the door. Gaara knew because the birds started to tweet. Unwillingly he rose up. Who was it? Naruto had a spare key. As it knocked again, he opened the door and saw Sakura and Naruto leaning against her. Because of the darkness it took her one moment to recognize the person in front of her, but then she gave him one of the finest scowls he had ever seen. Just Temari and Kankuro were able to beat her. The scowl disappeared fast and was replaced by a nervous smile. She shoved the teenager from her shoulder into Gaaras direction.
"Guess, he drunk a bit too much. I hope he don't has a blackout … There will be some trouble the next days," she sighed.
The fox blinked at him, blushed and smiled dreamy before wobbling towards him and dropping against his chest. Gaara tried to catch him, but he lost his balance and was pushed to the ground by the weight of his fox.
"Well, I let you alone for now," Sakura said smiling embarrassed and closed the door. Gaara heard her walking down the steps.
Gaara sat up and looked down at the teenager that was curled up like a baby fox between his legs. He looked wide awake with deep blue eyes back, all drowsiness gone.
"Finally alone," the blond yawned. He stretched his back and lay sprawled out on his back over Gaaras thighs. Just what was up with his fox? He was a touchy person, but there was certainly something wrong. Naruto stared at him intensely.
Without any premonition the teenager rushed up, throw his arms around Gaaras neck and stopped just a hairsbreadth away from his lips. Gaara felt his breath on his lips.
"I know what you want," his fox said husky. When he spoke, his lips grazed softly over Gaaras. He felt the blood rushing to a lower part of his body. Half-lidded, darkened blue eyes met greens for a moment before looking down on his lips again, sending a shiver down his spine. Gaara didn't dare to move. Though this was better than all the nights before, there was still the chance, his cunning fox just wanted to tease him. He was drunk after all.
Narutos lips pressed soft against his. Even if Naruto wanted to tease him, Gaara didn't care anymore now. He run his fingers through blond hair, grasped his neck and pulled him closer. When Naruto started to move his lips, Gaara knew, his fox wasn't teasing him. A bold tongue demanded for entrance to his mouth, but he flinched, causing his fox to whimper. Without a word he jumped up, gripped the blond by his wrist and dragged him towards his bedroom and pushed him on his bed.
His lips were immediately back on Narutos. This time Naruto didn't need to ask Gaara to part his lips. Their tongues flicked against each other. The blond under him let a low moan escape his lips and Gaara wanted to hear more of those fascinating sounds, though they were not the sounds, he usually wanted to hear. The blonds expression also wasn't fearful, and still it set him on fire.
He left the fox' lips, causing him to whimper again, but the whimper was soon replaced by a gasp, followed by another moan, when Gaara found the sensitive spot on his neck and let his tongue run over it before softly biting and sucking on it. His hand was already under Narutos shirt and pinched his nipple. The blond groaned, this time louder. Gaara backed off a bit to tug Narutos shirt over his head. His little fox tried to sit up, but he was pushed back against the mattress in an instant. The fox pouted, causing Gaara to chuckle. He pinned Narutos hands down and sat on his lap to make him unable to move. He sank his teeth again in the blonds neck, this time strong enough to draw blood. The smell and taste of the red liquid send a tingle down to his groin.
To his surprise the blond didn't fight him off. He tensed, when Gaaras teeth grazed over his skin, but relaxed as soon as his skin was damaged. He even arched his body against Gaaras, when the pressure increased, and slowly rolled his hips, when he licked the dripping red liquid from his neck. The panting, the moans, the blood and the smell and movements of the man under him, all was intoxicating Gaara to the point he didn't care anymore about anything expect for the desire he had right now. Still, he wanted to take this slow and taste every little second of it. He grinded his hips against his fox's, causing a groan escaping his own lips and an even louder one from Narutos. He let go off his wrists and yanked off his own shirt. Savoring their hips entrancing dance, he let his mouth wander off to one of Narutos nipples. He took it in his mouth and nibbled at it while pinching and twisting the other one.
It didn't take long until he felt Naruto tugging at the waistband of his pants, signalizing he wanted less clothes and more skin. Gaara backed off a bit and before he was able to strip himself, Naruto had his hands on him again and unbuttoned his jeans. There was a mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes. The fox pulled at his jeans and boxer, but didn't come far because of the still sitting position of Gaara. He receded completely from Naruto then to get rid of his last clothes.
The blond waited patiently for him, now kneeling on the bed. Gaara unbuttoned Narutos jeans fast, but didn't yank it down like the man in front of him tried just moments before. His fingers draw a trail down from Narutos tattooed abdomen to the waistband of his boxer and beneath the cloth. His fox startled at the hard grasp of his cold hand against the heated erection. With his other hand he gripped him in his neck and slammed their lips against each other.
Teasingly he pumped Naruto once and earned a muffled moan. He would bring the blond to beg for more. With a slow pace he continued his movements, drawing one fascinating sound after the other from his fox's lips, who moved his hips in accord. Soon the man in his arms shivered from arousal and his legs gave in. He wanted to fall back on the bed, but Gaara hold him in position with his free arm and gave him a teasing smirk. Lustful blue eyes stared at him.
"Put your arms around my neck", Gaara said with a husky voice and stopped his movements. The fox, still limb in his arm, hesitated. "Otherwise I won't continue with that." He gave him another teasingly slow pump.
Naruto wrapped his arms around Gaaras neck and pushed him down a bit to rest his head on his shoulder. As promised Gaara continued the movement of his hand. The pants and moans of Naruto were even more thrilling now, directly beside his ear, and send one wave of pleasure after the other down to his groin. Gaara found the small track of blood again that he drew from the blond earlier, though the bleeding stopped. He wasn't able to reach the old bite marks to reopen them, so he just sank his teeth in Narutos shoulder. The blond let another rather loud groan escape his throat.
"More …" Naruto groaned when Gaara sucked at the wound. Reluctantly he let go off of the red liquid.
"What did you say?", Gaara asked him teasingly. There was no way he didn't hear him, but he wouldn't give in that easy.
"More … I want … more …"
Gaara chuckled again low and stopped his motions. "Sorry, I didn't hear you again."
"Gaara, please … I want more," he panted into his ear.
"More of that?" Another slow pump.
"Ah!" Naruto shook his head. "Please, Gaara, I beg you … Don't tease me too much." His voice was husky. The fox would have his will, he would give him 'more'. Gaara let him lay down and removed his hand from his twitching member.
But he wouldn't stop to tease him. He set a slow trail of kisses down to Narutos abdomen. There and then he gave him a small bite, what was always followed by a small whimper or moan. For Naruto this might feel like an eternity, but for him it was the right pace. When he was in the right place, he tugged the blonds jeans and boxer down, but just enough to free the heated organ he had in his hands moments ago. He glanced up to see Narutos eyes closed and his face relaxed and gave him a soft kiss. He closed his lips around the head and wanted to give his fox even higher waves of pleasure, when he felt fingers clutching his hair, making him unable to move, and pulling him up.
"You don't get it, huh?" his fox mumbled more to himself, but still loud enough to be heard.
Suddenly Gaara found himself on his back, pressed against the sheets. That was not really, how he wanted it to go. He struggled and tries to change their positions again, but he wasn't able to push his fox off.
The blond chuckled. "No need to fear anything, my love. I just want to fasten things a bit up. Everything will still go to your wishes."
Fasten things up? Okay, he will wish to never have said that. Gaara tried one time more to switch their positions and was successful this time. He wetted two fingers and started to prepare the cunning fox, which is again panting under his touches, but took a painful expression at the intrusion. Though he wanted him to feel pain, it wasn't as if he wanted him to have severe injuries … Their first time and Naruto was already able to twist him around his little finger. He didn't take much time to prepare the blond and positioned himself to enter him. One last glace, a menacing smirk on his face, to the fox's face. His eyes were closed and his mouth open, gasping for air. Soon he will have even less air.
Abruptly he pushed completely into the blond and earned a painful cry. Well, he wanted to fasten things up. Gaara waited for a minute, but not long enough for the blond to adjust himself, before pulling out again and pounding back in. He caught his fox by surprise, as he snapped his eyes open und looked at him with an unreadable expression. Somehow it seemed to please him after all. Though a few tears piled up in his eyes, his cries with every movement of Gaara became soon more lust filled. No, stop that!
At one point Gaara hit a spot, that made his fox groan as loud as never before. Since the fox wouldn't go back to crying - even clawing his whole body, drawing blood at some spots, made him just moan more - this was the closest alternative to what he wanted to hear, and so he aimed for this spot again.
Soon Naruto arched up, his body tensed and he reached for Gaara to tug him down to his lips and kiss him. The muffled moan, when he hit the spot again, the look on Narutos face and the tight clenching around his member, made him also come.
Both men tried to catch their breath and Gaara pulled out. He lay down beside his sweet fox and dragged him in a hug. Yes, a hug. Something was certain wrong with him, but that something told him to hug his fox, to feel his body warmth. They lay there until both their breathing patterns were back to normal.
His fox freed himself from Gaaras embrace and earned a glare, but didn't care. He reached for his clothes on the floor.
Maybe he just wanted to take a shower. Naruto wiggled to the door and glanced back at Gaara. He surely will come back in a few minutes and let himself be cuddled again. Oh god, what was he thinking?
"Maybe next time I well let Naruto have the fun. You know, he may be sleeping every night, but I'm always awake." There was a short red flicker in Narutos eyes.
The sun threw her first rays into his room.
Gaara had abused his only friends body, while he was controlled by his demon.
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