Naruto One-Shot (Yaoi)

Subaku Bar

By SailorHeiChao

Gaara had seen the same attractive blond come into his bar with the same attractive raven for the past four Saturday's straight.

At first, Gaara hadn't paid much mind to the duo, not even sparing them a glance as he usually did with most of his bar patrons. The redhead didn't really do social interaction very well; he never has. But there was just something about the blond that made him stop and do a double take.

Maybe it was the way the recessed lighting from the bar's overhead reflected in his much-too-blue eyes; the color of sapphires that glittered with the millions of stars in the galaxy or maybe it was how his blond hair reminded Gaara of a field of wheat shining absolute golden in the morning sunrise. Whatever it was, Gaara was quite taken with his bar's newest customer and he'd made sure to keep one eye on him the entire night.

The blond hadn't done anything specifically amazing. He'd taken a seat at the bar along with his attractive (if somewhat broody) friend and flagged down Temari who was the only bartender on duty that night. Then, he'd ordered a beer (unsurprising) and his friend had ordered a Scotch. Gaara was a little disappointed with the blond's predictable order but one couldn't have everything. He was simply content with stealing little glimpses of the blond beauty from afar; It wasn't every night Gaara got to ogle beautiful men while working.

That first encounter ended rather uneventfully, with his blond Adonis drinking four beers before he'd seemed to get into a bit of an argument with his raven-haired friend and then they'd both left the bar looking rather disgruntled. It was then that Gaara had his suspicions.

The fourth encounter went much like the first. With Gaara's eye being caught by a flash of yellow from the corner of his tired eyes and the redhead following after it immediately, hoping that it was his gorgeous flaxen-haired wet-dream strutting into the bar with all the confidence of a male peacock flashing his colorful tail-feathers for all to see. To the redhead's pleasant satisfaction, it was his cocky blond walking in and he was alone this time, unlike the last three times Gaara had seen him walk in.

Sea-foam green eyes followed the line of his blond dream boy's body and lingered on the way the burnt orange button up he was wearing hugged his muscled torso perfectly in all the right places. Gaara continued to trace broad shoulders, a wide back, a well muscled chest and a beautifully shaped ass that was also being hugged by dark washed jeans. When the blond flashed a big white smile at his sister who simply nodded her head back in acknowledgement, Gaara thought that maybe-- just maybe he'd be able to go up and talk to him this time, maybe learn his name and whether or not he swung that way or not. Although, the redhead wasn't all that worried about that. He was almost 99% positive his blond cutie was gay or at least bisexual because why else would he have come to a gay bar in the first place?

Gaara had mentally prepared himself to walk on over to the bar where his blond beauty sat at a corner. Temari was about to take his order and Gaara saw his window of opportunity, but it was soon closed when he saw that same attractive raven from the last time come up from behind his blond and touch him on the back familiarly. The blond had smiled when those blue eyes laid eyes on the other man and Gaara felt his heart sink.

"You're late, bastard." the blond had taunted and Gaara hated how every time hearing that gruff voice made his stomach flip-flop uncomfortably in his stomach.

"Don't start, idiot." the raven had sassed back, rolling his dark eyes and then glaring at the poor unsuspecting patron that was occupying the seat next to the blond's.

The slightly tipsy bar patron noticed the way the raven was practicing glaring holes into the side of his side and Gaara saw the way he swallowed nervously before making some half-assed attempt to skim the bar before he stood up from his seat and left, beer in hand. The raven then casually slipped into the now unoccupied seat and sighed heavily, shoulders sagging. Gaara noticed with no little amount of disinterest that the raven was wearing a simple black button up paired with black slacks.