Yeh, I realize I tend to not update then flood ppl but I can't help it. w00t for creativity and the moments it chooses to strike. Chapter three beat itself into my brain while I was driving home again listening to "Strange Hands" by The Films. It was 20 degrees outside and Snowing too but what this has to do with anything other than I was freezing my ass off(!!!!) I have no clue.
Warning/Disclaimer: I don't own one bite. Not even a nibble. Mmmmm… Anyway! This is a story about boys who like having sex with boys. Well and kissing them as well and other more affectionate things but we tend to focus on teh smexy bits
Chapter Three: Bump and Grind"What!?" Hatori shrieked, dropping a couple plates from the huge stack he was carrying "Clubbing!? You have got to be shitting me!"
"Well no…not really." Naruto's eyes twinkled "He didn't seem to be able to contain the urge to dance at my house anyway." He laughed at the older men's expressions. "Alright he didn't exactly dance, I don't think he even knew he was moving when that song came on the radio. It was like his body couldn't stop itself from bopping a little. Besides" he threw the broken shards away "he could use some pop culture and dancing the night away."
"I agree Naruto but still…how are you gonna' get him to go?" Aniha asked seriously.
"Blindfold! And then we throw him in the car and go down to Lip Disco! I know the bouncer so we won't have to wait in any line." He looked quite proud of himself really.
"I don't even want to know. Just don't get anyone killed kay?"
"Ah he wouldn't kill me."
"I wasn't talking about you…" Aniha exchanged a look with his partner, who nodded and mouthed 'Sasuke-san.'
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"Clubbing!?" Yato gaped "You have got to be-"
"No I am not shitting you! What the fuck does that mean anyway?" Naruto growled.
"It comes from the term Bullshit and how it means a bunch of lies." Hakuto explained "So shitting someone-"
"You're adorable." Yato adjusted her glasses and pecked the other girl on the cheek, which sent Hakuto into a silent blush-fest. Naruto sighed as he watched them giggle and whisper. Yato, of course, heard it. "Don't worry. You'll find your prince charming."
"Thanks…" he sighed again. Then realized exactly what she had said. "Wait what!?"
"Gaydar!" she grinned, throwing a French fry at his mouth.
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"So that's the plan!" Naruto told the one person he was sure wouldn't say the word 'shitting'. Sasuke.
"Are you..." Sasuke pressed his lips together. 'shitting me?' he finished in his mind. Naruto leaned forward eagerly, waiting for someone to approve of him. "I suppose if he likes to dance..."
"Yes! Thank you Sasuke!! At least someone sees my brilliance." he pranced happily up and down the near deserted classroom.
"Naruto, would you stop dancing and take the class journal to the office?" Some classmate, possibly named Hitoshin, held the book out.
"Sure!" Naruto grabbed the journal, still dancing his way out the door. Sasuke shook his head slightly and continued sweeping between the desks. He didn't notice the stares from three separate eyes as he bent down to grab some trash underneath a table. But Gaara, randomly dropping off some paper for their teacher to look at the next day, noticed right away.
'Freaking perverts.' he clucked mentally, knocking the papers loudly on the teacher's desk. The boys and girl jumped a little, confused on whether they'd been caught or not. Judging by the raised eyebrow they had. Sasuke, completely oblivious to the obsession just directed his way, frowned at the redhead.
"Do you have a problem with silence?" he asked.
"Do you have a problem with stalkers?" Gaara smiled a little, catching Sasuke off-guard. He wasn't so bad when he smiled…
"What are you talking about?" he glared before noticing the guilty looks passed between his other peers. "Yes, I have."
"Well then, I suppose you should have a problem with silence too." And he left. Sasuke frowned at the other three, about to reprimand them but who had to walk in. Naruto flashed a big smile. Sasuke did NOT want the blondey to know about his being saved by Gaara. Ever.
"Room looks clean! C'mon, I saw Gaara! Maybe if we catch him now we can hit Hot Shot."
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"Gaaaaraaaaa!" Naruto glomped the boy. Fortunately Gaara kept the blush at bay.
"Hey Naruto. Sasuke."
"Gaara."
"…um." Naruto glanced between his friends, entirely unaware of the…awkwardness he was causing. Enmity flowed strongly, laced with something like attraction. Of course, Naruto couldn't identify these specifically; it was simply a feeling that made him comfortable and baffled him greatly. Grinning fatuously was all he could think to do, grabbing them both and steering them into the café.
"Hakuto, I need to talk to you!" Yato said as soon as the other three walked in, leading her away from the normal table. They sat down, obfuscated.
"Uh…so…Gaara. What are you doing Saturday?" Naruto asked.
"Nothing. Probably eat some cake and sleep. Why?" he lifted an eyebrow.
"Well I wanted to test my baking and I already asked Aniha-sensei and he says it's fine if I make the cake and maybe we could have it at my house…?"
"…" Gaara's eye twitched but he nodded. "Sure, I can do that. I'll have to cancel sleeping. But I'm sure I can squeeze you in."
"Yay! Thank you Gaara! You won't regret it!" Naruto ran to the back.
"You think he realizes today is Friday?"
"Honestly? I don't think he has a clue."
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"So that's the plan! Saturday we-"
"Tomorrow then?" Choji chomped down on the rice cake. Shikamaru lit another cigarette and blew smoke at the blonde.
"Um…what?" Naruto waved away the toxic cloud. "Today's Thursday…isn't it?" they shook their heads in unison. "Shit! I don't know how to make a cake!"
"Choji does! I'm sure he'll help you. Besides, I thought this was all a ruse to bring Spiky to the dance club. Brilliant deduction, by the way. Not many people realize Gaara has party fever. Okay, maybe not party fever but the boy can dance! I saw him bouncing to some heavy beat when we were in eighth grade." He explained. Naruto just nodded. Choji stopped eating and stared at the two of them.
'Why do I hang out with these people? They all have some kind of quasi death wish.'
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Gaara arrived just before seven when the sun was beginning to hide. Naruto's lights were off: the house looked cold and deserted. Still he walked up the porch, afraid they might have turned the lights off and would yell surprise when he walked in. He knocked and waited. Then Shikumaru was lying on the ground and Gaara was preparing to deliver the ending blow to his jugular. Luckily there was still enough light for him to see the face of his assailant. Which didn't help a bit when Choji clocked him upside the head and tied a scarf over his eyes. Kiba helped Shikamaru lift the prone Uchiha into the back of Yato's car.
"Well that was fun. And Naruto thought it would be an easy snatch. Did he not think Gaara knew self defense?" She snorted, "Thank god he's cute, otherwise he'd be in for a major ass kicking."
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Naruto stood outside Lip Disco talking to the bouncer, who already let Sasuke in to find a table for the cake. He had to admit, it looked good. He stood beside the table and just watched the crowd. It was still a bit early for dancing so they were just milling around, waiting for the DJ to scratch a tune. Not too much later Naruto walked in leading a blind, stumbling redhead towards him. Following them came Yato, Hakuto, Shikamaru, Kiba, Sakura, Choji, Inu, Aniha, Hatori, Neji, Hinata, and Hakuto's uncle Kakashi, who had agreed to supervise the little get together.
"Surprise!!" They all, or most of them, squealed as Naruto removed the blindfold. Gaara gaped openly at the gathering. Then he pivoted slowly and took in the scene.
"A…dance club?" he looked like he wanted to say more but the DJ decided to flip a record on. The music pulsed around them and induced the intense urge to "bust a move". So Naruto pulled Gaara out onto the floor and 'made' him dance. At first the others just watch as Gaara grew more confident in his skills, wowing more than just a couple standers-by, before joining their friends on the floor. Sasuke found himself wedged between Yato and Inu as they sashayed across the floor. He glanced at the two he was most concerned about, growing anxious at the heated looks flowing between them as they continued to grind and rock, hips moving together like a key to a lock. (AN: Holy shit, that rhymes!) Sasuke wanted to cut in but it was Gaara's birthday…and Naruto would be pissed. But…
"Oh fuck it." He left the dyke sandwich and pushed his way through the crowd. Just before he reached them Naruto turned his way and gestured him closer. Well, that's more like it. Which is about the time he found himself pressed between the fox and the badger. 'What the fuck!? Do I have a sign on that says "Filling" or something!?!' But his disappointment didn't stay so. Gaara slowed up a bit, none too happy about the insertion. He got over it quickly when Sasuke started to move. Damn. It was like sex on the dance floor and Sasuke was beginning to like it. Gaara was holding his waist and grind with a knee between his legs while Naruto rode his ass like a roller coaster – really just having their dance floor way with him. But Sasuke knew who should really be the one getting tag teamed and he turned, looped his fingers into the front of Uzumaki's pants, and switched places with him. Now Gaara pressed against the blonde's backside and Sasuke nudged a leg into his front. Naruto might have realized what was happening if he wasn't so intent on keeping up with them. The brutal beat just kept going, not allowing any rest for the teenagers. Sasuke leaned forward to kiss the boy, emboldened by their dirty dancing, but ending up planted a big one right on Gaara's lips, who just smiled and moved to those relentless synthy rises and buildups. Naruto looked at them, confused beyond all measure. Which was when Sasuke decided they needed drinks. There was just too much pelvis thrusting going on to stay sober. So the three of them walked over to the bartender and ordered who knew what. Something made with cranberries and vodka and some other stuff. Who cared? Hakuto was dancing shyly, the warmth of the liquor momentarily shutting off her inhibitions.
"Damn, this is so much fun!" Naruto yelled over the tunes and downed his drink. The two followed his example and ordered a follow-up round. By the time Aniha found them they were doing Midori shots chased by lime juice.
"Alright, I think maybe you guys should dance some of that off." Hatori grinned. Aniha just sighed and ordered them drinks.
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"Hey, you lushes!" Yato grabbed Gaara's arm "It's midnight! I think we should stay out for another hour then blow this Popsicle stand! I'll drive you guys home," she added "and I guess you'll all stay at Uzumaki's cause I'm so not driving to all your houses. And he's closest."
"Hell yes they're stayin' wih me!" Naruto giggled, taking a pull of the coke and rum he found in his hand. "'Cause Aniha al'dy lefso Gaara cant go hooome. And Sasuke wastaying over anyway. Hey," his eyes tried to focus "where'd they go? Oh, there they are!" he sloppily kissed Yato's cheek "Come tell me wenwe leavin kay?"
"Okay. He is so trashed. And so are you." she pulled Hakuto off the barstool "C'mon, you drink this water then we dance!"
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"Heeeeeeey guys!" Naruto weaved over to the table his partners were sitting at. The cake, still untouched, sat stolidly in the middle. The boys were each nursing cups of water and trying to see straight "Yato says we be leavin' sooonso we gotta' dance!" and he heard no objections.
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After dancing, clambering in the car, and stopping at a McDonalds for some fries and water, Yato dropped the three off in front of Naruto's quaint little abode. Things get a little blurry but it ended with the three of them alternating who made out with whom on Naruto's bed. The morning was going to be very interesting indeed.
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Well, I planned on letting them have sex but decided they were just too hammered for it to be really enjoyable-for both them and us. So we're going to wait for a more sober day to let the sex happen. So. Been a while since I posted anything, I'd been having writers block. But I heard this song on the radio, no idea what it's called, and just had to write this! Gods but Kakashi is a bad chaperone.