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Finally, here is more of that GaaNaruNejiSasu fic that I posted a bit of before. The beginning is the same, since this is really going to be a long oneshot and not a multipart (and I'm too lazy to link to the original post). Yes, this really will be all four of them together, though whether or not Sasuke actually gets sex depends on how bitchy he is. XD;; Oh, and I feel like saying that the thing with Neji's hand in Naruto's hair? Totally canon. ♥ The Hyuuga indeed loves to shove Naruto's head down. *winkwinknudgenudge*
This is still WIP. Beware smut beneath this cut, of the NaruNeji kind (well, and Sasuke is being a voyeur).Now maybe Neji won't kill me for keeping his dick in Naruto's mouth for so long and not letting him come.
Konoha had the marvelous ability to stay the same, no matter what changes occurred. The wildly painted buildings and towers, the Leaf symbol emblazoned on walls, even down to small shops that lined the main street... through the wars and battles, Konoha endured. The familiar surroundings only served to make Sasuke even more sure of his decision to leave the village of his birth and take his tutelage under Orochimaru. What good would it be for him to stay in a place that was stagnant? That did not challenge his abilities? Konoha had held him back -- the same way it had held Orochimaru back; the same way it had held back Itachi.
Sasuke clenched his fists, jumping lightly from rooftop to rooftop. Yes, they had both left Konoha and grown to be even stronger. And, of course, why shouldn't it be the same for Sasuke? He was a genius, too. Orochimaru saw his worth and potential. And soon enough, Sasuke would be able to defeat his brother and take his revenge. Konoha would never allow him to have his justice, his vengeance. So, he was justified in leaving. Of course he was. He didn't need anything from Konoha. Nothing at all.
And yet, here he was, leaping over the familiar roofs, headed for an apartment that he knew well.
But it didn't mean anything. Orochimaru often sent him on such missions, testing his loyalty to Sound by setting Sasuke against Leaf. Usually it was just information gathering, or missions where he wouldn't seriously go against a higher level Leaf shinobi; it chafed, but Sasuke had accepted Orochimaru's explanations of not wanting to lose Sasuke so soon after his training had begun. It also made Sasuke feel somewhat proud; Orochimaru needed him, wanted to teach him new things. And so Sasuke made sure to execute his missions flawlessly, not hindered by weaklings or... teammates.
Shaking his head, Sasuke leapt lightly onto a roof with a good view of the apartment. No, nothing had changed really, the idiot still hadn't learned to put up curtains, so anyone could look into his apartment if they wanted to. He almost cursed this obsessive behavior. But, Sasuke had to admit that Naruto was strong... their fight at the Valley fo the End had only emphasized it. Sasuke still had nightmares, memories or the Chuunin Exams and seeing the blond idiot outstripping him and somehow becoming more powerful than him, when before, Naruto had been chasing after Sasuke's back. And he needed to know, needed to see for himself that Naruto had not bested him yet again. Sasuke had beat him once... he was stronger than Naruto. He was.
Sasuke crouched down in the shadows, peering into the apartment. There was Naruto, puttering around his apartment, and Sasuke was mildly amused by the evidence that the blond actually DID clean up after himself. He'd obviously not had a mission recently, since Naruto was dressed simply in black sweat pants and a garishly orange shirt -- that hadn't changed either. But then Naruto bent down to pick up something from the floor and... was that a Jounin vest? Why would Naruto have a Jounin vest? The intelligence gathered by Kabuto had said that Naruto hadn't even passed the Chuunin Exams yet. Sound's information couldn't be that far off, and if it was, Sasuke would be glad to inform Orochimaru... and be there to watch the smug medic get punished.
Then the front door swung open, and Naruto whirled around with his arms full of clothing, and Sasuke leaned forward to see who the visitor was. Who would have the key? Perhaps the chuunin teacher, Iruka? Sasuke heard Naruto's joyful whoop, saw the clothes tumble to the floor again, and then was stunned into silence as Naruto rushed forward to throw his arms around the shoulders of Hyuuga Neji.
"Neji!" Sasuke read Naruto's lips. "You're back from your mission early!"
The Hyuuga gave Naruto a small smile, freeing himself from Naruto's grasp only long enough to remove his sandals and long white jacket. And then there was Naruto again, shooting off questions at a mile a minute as he tugged Neji to the couch.
"Are you hungry? I came back from a mission this morning and haven't had time to buy anything from the grocery, that Old Hag wants me on guard duty for the rest of the week because of the negotiations, can you believe that? Me? Guard duty?! And it's all just a bunch of blowhards anyway, since everyone knows the treaty won't be broken by --"
Sasuke's eyes shifted from reading Naruto's lips to watching his hands. They cut through the air to emphasize his words, waving here and there, and frequently moving to touch Neji -- his arm, his knee, to tug a long lock of dark hair. The Uchiha wondered why the other boy allowed such liberties, when he saw the Hyuuga raise his own pale hand to lay it over Naruto's mouth. Naruto's blue eyes went wide over the palm that muffled him.
"Naruto."
When had the Hyuuga become close enough to Naruto to use his name like that?
Blue eyes crinkled up into a familiar mischievous expression. A dark brow arched over milky eyes.
"You know that using your tongue like that doesn't do anything. I'm too used to it."
Naruto was saying something from behind the Hyuuga's hand, and it frustrated Sasuke that he didn't know WHAT. But the answer seemed to amuse the older boy, and he removed his hand. "Fine. Then show me what else your tongue can do."
And when Naruto eagerly pounced, pinning the other boy against the couch cushions and slanting his mouth over Neji's, a part of Sasuke wondered if maybe Konoha had changed more than he had thought. That had to be the explanation. After all, the last time Sasuke had seen Naruto, the blond still had his foolish crush on Sakura, but now he was...
... well.
Sasuke tilted his head to the side to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
He certainly wasn't.
Sasuke could feel his face heat up in an embarrassing way, and turned away from the sight. But he still couldn't erase the image of Naruto sprawled over Neji, his fingers fisted in the Hyuuga's dark hair, forcing the older boy's head back so that Naruto could nip his teeth over the pale expanse of throat that was bared to him. The whole thing was shameless and wanton and... and disgusting. Yes, it was disgusting, because that was not how two shinobi should act. They shouldn't be... idling away their time in... frivolous pursuits. They should be training or meditating to make themselves stronger; but this was Konoha, and it never changed and held everyone back and Sasuke was clenching his fists even before he heard the sound of a loud moan drift from the open window of Naruto's apartment.
He turned to look again and almost wished he hadn't. Because now Naruto was shirtless and the Hyuuga's own top was unbuttoned all down the front, his pale chest already littered with red marks from Naruto's busy lips and teeth. And, fuck, Sasuke did NOT just see Neji spread his legs under Naruto and he certainly did NOT see the wicked smirk on the blond's lips as he settled between Neji's legs and rolled his hips and, shit, NO, Neji was not arching up like that and grinding back!
But, Sasuke couldn't manage to pull his eyes away from the scene. He felt like some... lecher. Or a pervert. Maybe like Kakashi-sensei when he read those stupid perverted novels during missions. Naruto was slowly working his way down Neji's body, pushing away clothing as he went. Even without the Sharingan, Sasuke could see Naruto's tanned hands sliding familiarly over Neji's lighter skin. They would slip and pause here and there, obviously touching sensitive places; places that Neji confirmed with low groans that Sasuke could hear even though Neji was biting his bottom lip to try to contain the sound. The attempt at silence only seemed to spur Naruto on, his tongue running wetly over Neji's hip, his hands on Neji's parted thighs to keep the other boy from bucking up.
And then it hit Sasuke like a bolt of lightning. Naruto and the Hyuuga had done this before. More than once. Often enough that Naruto had managed to remember where to kiss and touch on Neji's body when he couldn't even remember all the most lethal points to strike when they were on Team Seven together. It should have been an obvious and logical conclusion; Sasuke had been gone for a long time, things were bound to change. But this was Konoha -- this was Naruto -- and they weren't allowed to change! Not like this! Not this way!
And certainly not with Hyuuga Neji!
Sasuke took a ragged breath, trying to calm himself even though he felt the backs of his eyes burning. His vision was tilting dangerously into red and Sasuke had to close his eyes, will himself to not flare his chakra and call any attention upon himself.
"... oh, fuck! Neji!"
He was shaking.
"You're a tease, Naruto."
He kept his eyes firmly shut.
"What! I am not! And I'll prove it!"
But it was almost worse, the images that Sasuke's mind spun to accompany the voices and moans he heard. He hated this. He hated this feeling, the weakness. He hated Hyuuga. He hated Naruto. He did. What the fuck were they doing, moaning so loud and carrying on in front of a wide open window? Anyone could see them! Anyone would wonder and look and watch the two of them -- tanned body on top of pale -- all tangled together and touching and...
Snarling under his breath, Sasuke opened his eyes again. And then his jaw dropped in shock. Because, apparently, some time during his training with Jiraiya, Naruto had learned to give head. Sasuke couldn't see much of Naruto, but what he did see was enough to make the heat pool in his own belly, no matter how much he tried to fight it. During all the disgraceful moaning, Naruto and Neji had shifted positions. The Hyuuga was now sitting up, completely shirtless and his pants shoved messily around his ankles. Naruto was kneeling on the floor between Neji's spread knees, his blond head bobbing up and down over the older boy's lap, and Sasuke almost cursed the arm of the couch for getting in the way of his view. One of Neji's hands moved with practiced grace to tangle in Naruto's wild locks. Head tipped against the back of the couch, Neji's hips thrust up and down smoothly, his hand on Naruto's head keeping the other in place.
Sasuke could only watch as Neji fucked Naruto's mouth, his long fingers gripping that blond hair, their moans and heavy breaths mixing together. And Naruto allowed it, allowed the Hyuuga to slide his cock between those bruised lips, to yank on his hair, take his pleasure, and Naruto slid his own hand between Neji's legs to fondle his heavy sac and Neji groaned so loud that Sasuke half-feared a patroling ninja might come by to see if anything was the matter.
Still, his dark eyes watched, his own breaths sounding loud in his chest. Sasuke knew that he was aroused from watching. How could he not be? He wasn't completely cold-blooded. But as he watched, feeling that arousal and disgust and something terrible and unnamed crashing together inside of him. Hyuuga was a fool; yes, that was it. He was foolish for giving in so completely to his passions, for becoming completely unaware of his surroundings or anything that was not Naruto's mouth on his cock. Sasuke was better than that. He knew he was. He'd be able to yank on that idiot's blond hair, shove his cock down Naruto's throat until he choked. But he wouldn't be distracted by that hot, wet mouth. He wouldn't lose all control when he felt those kunai-roughened hands stroking his thighs or massaging his balls. And he certainly wouldn't pitch forward like that, like Hyuuga whose long loose dark hair spilled forward over Naruto's head and shoulders like ink. He definitely wouldn't cry out Naruto's name like that when he came.
"They're beautiful, aren't they?"
Sasuke was jolted out of the scene, eyes ripping away from the image of Neji cradling Naruto's face in his hands. Of Naruto licking his lips and swallowing. A brace of shuriken was flying out of his hands even before Sasuke could fully erase the image of the two sharing a slow, lingering kiss that made Sasuke's gut clench. Sharingan spinning to life, Sasuke heard only a strangely familiar sliphiss and the dull thuds of his shuriken hitting an obstacle and not flesh. Kunai at the ready and one hand ready to form seals, Sasuke faced the intruder.
And nearly swore.
Sabaku no Gaara, the Godaime Kazekage himself, stepped out from behind the wall of sand that had risen to protect him. As the sand crumbled away, Sasuke braced himself to fight if needed. But a fight against Gaara in the middle of Konoha would no doubt bring Leaf shinobi down on him and Sasuke could not afford to get caught. Then just exactly what Gaara had said finally registered in Sasuke's brain. He scowled, resisting the urge to flush in humiliation. How dare the redhead mock him!
"Unlike you, I don't make a habit of leering like a pervert at others," Sasuke sneered. He needed to find a way out, and fast, before the Kazekage raised the alarm... or just tried to subdue Sasuke with his sand. However, Gaara did not take the bait, instead giving Sasuke a hard look that made the Uchiha feel somehow uncomfortable and ashamed.
"You are a fool."
~ TBC ~
Finally, here is more of that GaaNaruNejiSasu fic that I posted a bit of before. The beginning is the same, since this is really going to be a long oneshot and not a multipart (and I'm too lazy to link to the original post). Yes, this really will be all four of them together, though whether or not Sasuke actually gets sex depends on how bitchy he is. XD;; Oh, and I feel like saying that the thing with Neji's hand in Naruto's hair? Totally canon. ♥ The Hyuuga indeed loves to shove Naruto's head down. *winkwinknudgenudge*
This is still WIP. Beware smut beneath this cut, of the NaruNeji kind (well, and Sasuke is being a voyeur).
Konoha had the marvelous ability to stay the same, no matter what changes occurred. The wildly painted buildings and towers, the Leaf symbol emblazoned on walls, even down to small shops that lined the main street... through the wars and battles, Konoha endured. The familiar surroundings only served to make Sasuke even more sure of his decision to leave the village of his birth and take his tutelage under Orochimaru. What good would it be for him to stay in a place that was stagnant? That did not challenge his abilities? Konoha had held him back -- the same way it had held Orochimaru back; the same way it had held back Itachi.
Sasuke clenched his fists, jumping lightly from rooftop to rooftop. Yes, they had both left Konoha and grown to be even stronger. And, of course, why shouldn't it be the same for Sasuke? He was a genius, too. Orochimaru saw his worth and potential. And soon enough, Sasuke would be able to defeat his brother and take his revenge. Konoha would never allow him to have his justice, his vengeance. So, he was justified in leaving. Of course he was. He didn't need anything from Konoha. Nothing at all.
And yet, here he was, leaping over the familiar roofs, headed for an apartment that he knew well.
But it didn't mean anything. Orochimaru often sent him on such missions, testing his loyalty to Sound by setting Sasuke against Leaf. Usually it was just information gathering, or missions where he wouldn't seriously go against a higher level Leaf shinobi; it chafed, but Sasuke had accepted Orochimaru's explanations of not wanting to lose Sasuke so soon after his training had begun. It also made Sasuke feel somewhat proud; Orochimaru needed him, wanted to teach him new things. And so Sasuke made sure to execute his missions flawlessly, not hindered by weaklings or... teammates.
Shaking his head, Sasuke leapt lightly onto a roof with a good view of the apartment. No, nothing had changed really, the idiot still hadn't learned to put up curtains, so anyone could look into his apartment if they wanted to. He almost cursed this obsessive behavior. But, Sasuke had to admit that Naruto was strong... their fight at the Valley fo the End had only emphasized it. Sasuke still had nightmares, memories or the Chuunin Exams and seeing the blond idiot outstripping him and somehow becoming more powerful than him, when before, Naruto had been chasing after Sasuke's back. And he needed to know, needed to see for himself that Naruto had not bested him yet again. Sasuke had beat him once... he was stronger than Naruto. He was.
Sasuke crouched down in the shadows, peering into the apartment. There was Naruto, puttering around his apartment, and Sasuke was mildly amused by the evidence that the blond actually DID clean up after himself. He'd obviously not had a mission recently, since Naruto was dressed simply in black sweat pants and a garishly orange shirt -- that hadn't changed either. But then Naruto bent down to pick up something from the floor and... was that a Jounin vest? Why would Naruto have a Jounin vest? The intelligence gathered by Kabuto had said that Naruto hadn't even passed the Chuunin Exams yet. Sound's information couldn't be that far off, and if it was, Sasuke would be glad to inform Orochimaru... and be there to watch the smug medic get punished.
Then the front door swung open, and Naruto whirled around with his arms full of clothing, and Sasuke leaned forward to see who the visitor was. Who would have the key? Perhaps the chuunin teacher, Iruka? Sasuke heard Naruto's joyful whoop, saw the clothes tumble to the floor again, and then was stunned into silence as Naruto rushed forward to throw his arms around the shoulders of Hyuuga Neji.
"Neji!" Sasuke read Naruto's lips. "You're back from your mission early!"
The Hyuuga gave Naruto a small smile, freeing himself from Naruto's grasp only long enough to remove his sandals and long white jacket. And then there was Naruto again, shooting off questions at a mile a minute as he tugged Neji to the couch.
"Are you hungry? I came back from a mission this morning and haven't had time to buy anything from the grocery, that Old Hag wants me on guard duty for the rest of the week because of the negotiations, can you believe that? Me? Guard duty?! And it's all just a bunch of blowhards anyway, since everyone knows the treaty won't be broken by --"
Sasuke's eyes shifted from reading Naruto's lips to watching his hands. They cut through the air to emphasize his words, waving here and there, and frequently moving to touch Neji -- his arm, his knee, to tug a long lock of dark hair. The Uchiha wondered why the other boy allowed such liberties, when he saw the Hyuuga raise his own pale hand to lay it over Naruto's mouth. Naruto's blue eyes went wide over the palm that muffled him.
"Naruto."
When had the Hyuuga become close enough to Naruto to use his name like that?
Blue eyes crinkled up into a familiar mischievous expression. A dark brow arched over milky eyes.
"You know that using your tongue like that doesn't do anything. I'm too used to it."
Naruto was saying something from behind the Hyuuga's hand, and it frustrated Sasuke that he didn't know WHAT. But the answer seemed to amuse the older boy, and he removed his hand. "Fine. Then show me what else your tongue can do."
And when Naruto eagerly pounced, pinning the other boy against the couch cushions and slanting his mouth over Neji's, a part of Sasuke wondered if maybe Konoha had changed more than he had thought. That had to be the explanation. After all, the last time Sasuke had seen Naruto, the blond still had his foolish crush on Sakura, but now he was...
... well.
Sasuke tilted his head to the side to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
He certainly wasn't.
Sasuke could feel his face heat up in an embarrassing way, and turned away from the sight. But he still couldn't erase the image of Naruto sprawled over Neji, his fingers fisted in the Hyuuga's dark hair, forcing the older boy's head back so that Naruto could nip his teeth over the pale expanse of throat that was bared to him. The whole thing was shameless and wanton and... and disgusting. Yes, it was disgusting, because that was not how two shinobi should act. They shouldn't be... idling away their time in... frivolous pursuits. They should be training or meditating to make themselves stronger; but this was Konoha, and it never changed and held everyone back and Sasuke was clenching his fists even before he heard the sound of a loud moan drift from the open window of Naruto's apartment.
He turned to look again and almost wished he hadn't. Because now Naruto was shirtless and the Hyuuga's own top was unbuttoned all down the front, his pale chest already littered with red marks from Naruto's busy lips and teeth. And, fuck, Sasuke did NOT just see Neji spread his legs under Naruto and he certainly did NOT see the wicked smirk on the blond's lips as he settled between Neji's legs and rolled his hips and, shit, NO, Neji was not arching up like that and grinding back!
But, Sasuke couldn't manage to pull his eyes away from the scene. He felt like some... lecher. Or a pervert. Maybe like Kakashi-sensei when he read those stupid perverted novels during missions. Naruto was slowly working his way down Neji's body, pushing away clothing as he went. Even without the Sharingan, Sasuke could see Naruto's tanned hands sliding familiarly over Neji's lighter skin. They would slip and pause here and there, obviously touching sensitive places; places that Neji confirmed with low groans that Sasuke could hear even though Neji was biting his bottom lip to try to contain the sound. The attempt at silence only seemed to spur Naruto on, his tongue running wetly over Neji's hip, his hands on Neji's parted thighs to keep the other boy from bucking up.
And then it hit Sasuke like a bolt of lightning. Naruto and the Hyuuga had done this before. More than once. Often enough that Naruto had managed to remember where to kiss and touch on Neji's body when he couldn't even remember all the most lethal points to strike when they were on Team Seven together. It should have been an obvious and logical conclusion; Sasuke had been gone for a long time, things were bound to change. But this was Konoha -- this was Naruto -- and they weren't allowed to change! Not like this! Not this way!
And certainly not with Hyuuga Neji!
Sasuke took a ragged breath, trying to calm himself even though he felt the backs of his eyes burning. His vision was tilting dangerously into red and Sasuke had to close his eyes, will himself to not flare his chakra and call any attention upon himself.
"... oh, fuck! Neji!"
He was shaking.
"You're a tease, Naruto."
He kept his eyes firmly shut.
"What! I am not! And I'll prove it!"
But it was almost worse, the images that Sasuke's mind spun to accompany the voices and moans he heard. He hated this. He hated this feeling, the weakness. He hated Hyuuga. He hated Naruto. He did. What the fuck were they doing, moaning so loud and carrying on in front of a wide open window? Anyone could see them! Anyone would wonder and look and watch the two of them -- tanned body on top of pale -- all tangled together and touching and...
Snarling under his breath, Sasuke opened his eyes again. And then his jaw dropped in shock. Because, apparently, some time during his training with Jiraiya, Naruto had learned to give head. Sasuke couldn't see much of Naruto, but what he did see was enough to make the heat pool in his own belly, no matter how much he tried to fight it. During all the disgraceful moaning, Naruto and Neji had shifted positions. The Hyuuga was now sitting up, completely shirtless and his pants shoved messily around his ankles. Naruto was kneeling on the floor between Neji's spread knees, his blond head bobbing up and down over the older boy's lap, and Sasuke almost cursed the arm of the couch for getting in the way of his view. One of Neji's hands moved with practiced grace to tangle in Naruto's wild locks. Head tipped against the back of the couch, Neji's hips thrust up and down smoothly, his hand on Naruto's head keeping the other in place.
Sasuke could only watch as Neji fucked Naruto's mouth, his long fingers gripping that blond hair, their moans and heavy breaths mixing together. And Naruto allowed it, allowed the Hyuuga to slide his cock between those bruised lips, to yank on his hair, take his pleasure, and Naruto slid his own hand between Neji's legs to fondle his heavy sac and Neji groaned so loud that Sasuke half-feared a patroling ninja might come by to see if anything was the matter.
Still, his dark eyes watched, his own breaths sounding loud in his chest. Sasuke knew that he was aroused from watching. How could he not be? He wasn't completely cold-blooded. But as he watched, feeling that arousal and disgust and something terrible and unnamed crashing together inside of him. Hyuuga was a fool; yes, that was it. He was foolish for giving in so completely to his passions, for becoming completely unaware of his surroundings or anything that was not Naruto's mouth on his cock. Sasuke was better than that. He knew he was. He'd be able to yank on that idiot's blond hair, shove his cock down Naruto's throat until he choked. But he wouldn't be distracted by that hot, wet mouth. He wouldn't lose all control when he felt those kunai-roughened hands stroking his thighs or massaging his balls. And he certainly wouldn't pitch forward like that, like Hyuuga whose long loose dark hair spilled forward over Naruto's head and shoulders like ink. He definitely wouldn't cry out Naruto's name like that when he came.
"They're beautiful, aren't they?"
Sasuke was jolted out of the scene, eyes ripping away from the image of Neji cradling Naruto's face in his hands. Of Naruto licking his lips and swallowing. A brace of shuriken was flying out of his hands even before Sasuke could fully erase the image of the two sharing a slow, lingering kiss that made Sasuke's gut clench. Sharingan spinning to life, Sasuke heard only a strangely familiar sliphiss and the dull thuds of his shuriken hitting an obstacle and not flesh. Kunai at the ready and one hand ready to form seals, Sasuke faced the intruder.
And nearly swore.
Sabaku no Gaara, the Godaime Kazekage himself, stepped out from behind the wall of sand that had risen to protect him. As the sand crumbled away, Sasuke braced himself to fight if needed. But a fight against Gaara in the middle of Konoha would no doubt bring Leaf shinobi down on him and Sasuke could not afford to get caught. Then just exactly what Gaara had said finally registered in Sasuke's brain. He scowled, resisting the urge to flush in humiliation. How dare the redhead mock him!
"Unlike you, I don't make a habit of leering like a pervert at others," Sasuke sneered. He needed to find a way out, and fast, before the Kazekage raised the alarm... or just tried to subdue Sasuke with his sand. However, Gaara did not take the bait, instead giving Sasuke a hard look that made the Uchiha feel somehow uncomfortable and ashamed.
"You are a fool."
~ TBC ~
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Date: 2006-01-22 06:18 pm (UTC)In any case!! I do love your characterization of Sasuke. I want to strangle him for his thoughts, which is the same reaction canon!Sasuke got out of me, so well done! haha. I was wondering how you were going to get Gaara in there and now I think I see how this is going to play out.
YAY!! Now write that foursome! XD
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Date: 2006-01-22 10:32 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked my Sasuke. I was a bit worried about keeping him in-character. He IS peeping after all, though I guess a couple years in Sound would be enough to strike down ANYBODY'S morals. :P
And Gaara... has a pretty big part. It's going to be hard to write the next bit, since it goes back and forth between Gaara giving Sasuke a pretty serious reaming (not in the good way), and Naruto fucking Neji really hard. ♥ And more voyeurism, of course.
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Date: 2006-01-23 04:29 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-24 08:29 am (UTC)And how Neji and Naruto got together...? Heh, I never planned on writing a "backstory" for this, but the idea is intriguing.
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Date: 2006-01-23 11:34 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-24 08:31 am (UTC)