Hey all, this is the sequel to 'Some Kind of Barista.' It was written off of another prompt I saw and couldn't resist.

Prompt : First date ended up just being us taking care of a box of kittens I found on the way to your place.

Naruto was nervous. He had taken off of work at the café early, letting Shikamaru handle everything for the rest of the night. He had gotten a text earlier in the day from an unknown number that happened to be Gaara, which made the blond wonder how the redhead had gotten his phone number in the first place. Not that he was going to complain since he had forgotten to get Gaara's after he had not-fainted yesterday. He was just about ready, in a pair of nice jeans and a button down that he hadn't bothered to button, let alone tuck in, and his messy hair flopping all over the place. He had thought of trying to comb it or slick it back but decided against it in favor of not looking like he was trying too hard. When he was as ready as he was going to ever be he left his apartment and went down to his car, which was a 1966 Mustang GT350 in orange that his grandfather had given him for his birthday. He had worked day and night for two years trying to restore everything to working order. It was pretty, and most importantly it was fast. He had always wanted one and had been ecstatic when his grandfather had unveiled it. His grandfather's only stipulation was that he wasn't allowed to get any speeding tickets, otherwise he would take the car back and Naruto would have to buy his own.

Within a few minutes he was on his way to Gaara's house, the address had been texted to him earlier in the afternoon, and was cruising down the road when his headlights picked up a box sitting in the middle of the road. He was going to go around it, but decided to move it out of the way so that no one would run it over. As he got closer he pulled off to the side of the road and put on his hazards before getting out of the car to move the box.

Once in front of the box he looked at it for a second trying to decide where to put it. He didn't feel right about just leaving trash on the side of the road, but he didn't necessarily want to bring it with him either, especially since he didn't know what was in it. There could be a dead body in there for all he knew and he didn't feel like taking any chances on that. So with that thought in mind he decided to look in the box first and then figure out what to do. He nudged it with his foot, making sure that nothing was going to jump out at him and then reached down to open the top of it.

He peeked inside and instantly knew that the plans he had for the night were going to go up in flames.

Fifteen minutes later Naruto was pulling at up in front of Gaara's house. Well, mansion really. He knew the moment he had turned the last corner and saw the sign telling him the name of the subdivision that Gaara lived in one of the nicest neighborhoods in the city. He wasn't one to be apprehensive about that kind of thing considering who his grandfather was, but one look at the box in the passenger seat made him worry a little. He sat in the car for a minute before turning the car off and grabbing the box. Gaara was either going to be disappointed, or over the moon. He had decided that there was no middle ground for this one. He had hated to upset the redhead, but he couldn't just do nothing.

He walked to the steps of the porch and took his sweet time doing it. He was balancing the box on one hand and was about to knock when the door opened and Gaara stepped out. He gave Naruto a look when he noticed the box.

"I would ask what's in the box, but I have a feeling that I'm going to find out anyway. Come on, everyone is out for the night," Gaara said. He turned and led the way into the house, and stood next to the door to close it while Naruto regained his grip on the box and stepped inside.

"So, I'm going to have to apologize. I really don't think we're going to be able to go out to dinner tonight," Naruto said, with a sigh. He was very obviously upset, but handed Gaara the box. The redhead hefted it up and then almost dropped it when it started to make a noise. He quickly readjusted it and then opened the top of it, looking inside.

"You have got to be kidding me, Naruto. Where the hell did you get a box of kittens from?" Gaara asked. He wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer, but had resigned himself to finding out anyway.

Naruto looked sheepishly around and rubbed the back of his neck, looking anywhere besides at Gaara or the box of kittens the redhead was currently holding.

"Well, you see, the thing is that I was on my way here and there was a box in the road. And I was just going to move it out of the way, I honestly was, but I decided to look inside to see if it was empty, and well. Kittens happened. I couldn't just leave them there and most animal shelters are closed around this time of night so I kind of took them?"

Gaara rolled his eyes, not that Naruto could see that, considering he was still not looking at Gaara or the box he still held. Gaara decided that since Naruto was right, then they would have to take care of them for the evening. He looked into the box and stared at the three tiny kittens that were wobbling around in the box, which had a blanket and an empty bowl that Gaara assumed had held food at one point.

"Come on. We have to get them something to eat and keep them warm at the very least," Gaara said, leading Naruto further back into the house. They went to the kitchen first where Gaara handed Naruto the box before looking in a few of the cupboards.

"Sorry. I was going to take you to this amazing place downtown with the best salsa I've ever had in my life," Naruto said as he watched Gaara shuffle around the kitchen.

"It's ok. You're just lucky that my mom is a vet. Sometimes she fosters animals that need constant attention so we should have some kitten formula around here somewhere," Gaara said. He smiled while he went through his cupboards. He was definitely glad for those little cups. He was happy to know that Naruto was a good person and kind enough to stop and try to help some defenseless kittens.

"Salsa sounds fun, but kittens are ok too," Gaara said as he pulled a box of formula out from one of the cupboards near the door that let to where ever it led to. Naruto was still very much unsure about how big the house obviously was and what kind of rooms it had in it.

"It's this mango salsa I had there once. I usually go there just for the salsa, but the dancing is good too. So how do we take care of these things? Because I've never had a kitten before and I don't know shit about them."

Gaara laughed and started looking for a kitten bottle where he knew there were some. "My mom has a room just for cats and kittens when she fosters them from her work. You would not believe how many people will jus drop off animals at the vet's office where she works and expects people to take them in," He said. "Grab the box and follow me. I don't know how old they are, but I'm gonna try bottle feeding them and if that doesn't work we'll get them some of the soft food that's already in the room."

"Sir, yes, sir," Naruto said, mock saluting Gaara. He grabbed the box and almost melted at the tiny mewing coming from it. He followed Gaara through a dining room and down a long hallway until they reached a door that he thought led downstairs. He was right. It looked like Gaara was leading him to a basement, or what he originally thought was a completely furnished house underneath their original one.

"So your mom's a vet I take it," He said, trying to start some conversation.

"Yeah, she works at the clinic near your coffee shop actually. Speaking of, how old are you exactly? You seem really young to own your own shop. And own that car. Honestly."

"I'm only tenty-four. And I'm part owner. My grandfather owns it really. I might as well with how I'm the one running it and opening it every day. The Mustang was a gift from my grandfather. He found it and got it for me as a gift. I fixed it up myself. Was really janky when I got it," Naruto answered while they were going own the stairs.

"What about you? I know your parents have money. Your house is huge," The blond retorted.

"My parents are loaded. I'm twenty-one. What does your grandfather do, anyway? He's got to have a lot of money to give you that kind of car."

"He's a writer," Naruto answered uncomfortably.

"Have I heard of him? You don't seem to happy that he's a writer as a way of living," Gaara asked.

They were at the bottom of the stairs now, and he flipped a switch that allowed Naurto to see the rest of the basement much better. Just like he assumed it was a completely furnished room. But for cats. There was tons of shit everywhere. Boxes and toys and huts and shit Naruto didn't even have a name for. Plus there were litter boxes and pads and even a cabinet which Naruto assumed had cleaning supplies and some wet food for the kittens.

"He writes… Icha-Icha Paradise," Naruto answered. He flinched waiting for the usual reaction he got from people.

"Cool. My older brother loves that series. You can take the kittens out and place them on the floor. See what they do," Gaara answered casually. "And don't flinch like that. It's just smut, not the end of the world. Although, I guess it could be seen as embarrassing if that's what my dad did. But he's just they Mayor."

"Wait, your dad is the Mayor? Holy shit I've met him like twice. Neither was under good circumstances, but still. Seems like a jerk. No offense," Naruto replied, while taking out the kittens. They stayed together at first, and then seemed to see all the fun stuff around them and went nuts.

"He's… stern," Gaara said. He didn't particularly like talking about his father, since the man was rarely ever home. When he was in the same house Gaara stayed as far away from him as possible, honestly.

Gaara and Naruto talked much more after that. They talked about friends and family and everything else going on in their lives, like work and school, but they mostly sat watching the kittens play until they tired themselves out and started wobbling closer to the two adults so they could nap warmly.

Gaara sighed as a kitten climbed into his lap and looked over at Naruto who had a kitten trying to climb his shoulder.

"You know," The red head offered, "This was actually fun. I was nervous about going on a date with you since I hardly knew you, but I really enjoyed tonight."

"I really did too. It didn't turn out like I expected, but then again nothing ever does," Naruto replied. He was getting the kitten up to his shoulder when he felt a hand on his. He turned to face Gaara, who had moved a bit closer to him, and saw the redhead was looking at him like he was contemplating something hard to understand.

"Hey, Naruto?" Gaara asked.

"Yeah?"

Gaara didn't say anything and just leaned over and gave Naruto a sweet kiss on the lips. Naruto sighed into the kiss and adjusted his head so the kiss was deeper and began to kiss back.

Suddenly Gaara pulled away with a contented sigh and said, "Thanks for the wonderful date."

END