Kyū to Ichi: Nine and One

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, Sasuke would've been killed by Itachi, Jiraiya would still be alive (long live the perverts!), Sakura would be working in a brothel, and Hinata wouldn't be a freakin' stalker. IT"S CREEPY!!

The moonlight shone down brightly, illuminating the two sweaty bodies basking in the aftermath of their coupling. The full moon gave the pair an ethereal glow, one which did not go unnoticed by the male. He slowly brought the female closer to his chest, kissing her the top of her head as he did so. She mewled in content and tucked her head under his chin. The male closed his eyes, burying his nose in her hair, inhaling her scent. She smelled of wind and lilies.

"By Jūbi I love you, Mi-chan" he said in a light baritone. He clutched his Mi-chan tightly to him. She wiggled in his grasp, pulling away slightly so that her face was next to his. She smiled, showing her sharp canines. She nipped him on the nose, and then flicked it with the tip of her tongue; an instinctual gesture of affection.

"I love you too, Na-kun" she said in a low soprano. Her gold, diamond pupiled eyes gazed lovingly into his cerulean slit ones. A smile graced both their faces; both their canines gleaming in the moonlight. "I still can't believe that you chose me. I still don't think I'm worthy of you." Her Na-kun shook his head, tucking her back under his chin.

"It's me that isn't worthy of you, Anata. You are too kind to me as it is. However, even though we both think we aren't worthy enough for each other, we still have each other, and that will never change." He wrapped his nine gold tails around her, comforting her, while her one sandy tail wrapped around one of his tails. To an outside observer, they became a big lump of fur, lying in the sand as the night wind blew about in the deep desert of Kaze no Kuni. Lying in that ball of fur, their bodies were kept warm in the cold desert wind; not that their own body heat ever fluctuated, nor did the male let the wind touch them. The female sighed in bliss and twitched her two furry, round ears against the male's cheeks. He laughed and his own triangle ears twitched in response. The female giggled, feeling playful. She wiggled out of his tails and jumped a short ways away. She stood around 5'2", and looked very mousy. Her round ears turned back and forth in the night wind, blowing her shoulder length sandy-brown hair. Her breasts were small and perky and the male loved how they looked in the full moon's glow. Her waist is small and her stomach flat. Her hips are narrow, and her rear is shapely. Her sandy tail slowly sways back and forth in a hypnotic motion. The male looks at her long legs and the junction between where they were joined not too long ago, covered by a small patch of brown fuzz.

He stands up, and she inspects him. He stands around 6', towering over her by more than a head. His shoulders are broad, his chest and abs muscled. His close-cropped golden hair blows in the wind; his triangular ears twitching in time with her own. His nine blond, red tipped tails flow behind him, each in a different direction. She looked at his maleness, and licked her lips, remembering what he did to her with that not too long ago.

They smile at each other and start their game of tag. The male was it first, and he chased the female all around, trying to kiss her to pass on the title of 'it'. They played this game until the sun started rising in east, casting a pink glow over everything it touched. The couple lay within an oasis, letting the sun warm the skin. Suddenly, the male stiffened. The wind brought forth the smell of ningen. He looked down to the frowning face of his beloved. "They are coming. Five of them. Do you want to leave?" She was afraid. He could feel her apprehension of being in such close proximity to the pitiful ningen again. The male brought her closer to him, comforting her, whispering soothing words into her ear. He felt her relax against him, sighing in relief. The five chakra sources were drawing ever closer. He decided to continue lying there, but summoned up his yōki to create clothes for them to wear. He did not want any despicable ningen to see his beloved mate in such an intimate fashion. Only he was allowed that privilege. He felt her relax against him even more, now that her nakedness was covered. He also used his yōki to make sure the ningen couldn't see their ears or tails; just two people lying in an oasis, nothing more, nothing less.

The five chakra sources were upon them now, just out of sight from where they lay. He could feel them trying to assess what they were, to see if they were a threat or not. He smirked. Let the ningen try to find if they were a threat, he would bathe in their blood. He shook his head; no, that was the old him talking, the one that wanted to destroy all those who wronged him in the past. Now, now he was a good man, relatively speaking, and he would only attack if they attack first, or tried to attack his mate. Then, he would show them the meaning of pain.

Three of the ningen jumped into sight. The leader, a blond woman with a giant fan strapped to her back stepped forward. The pair stood up, with the female standing protected behind the male. The blond woman looked up at the man, and then looked at his whisker-marked cheeks. Her eyes widen slightly. She shook her head slightly and cleared her throat. "Good morning to you both. I am afraid that, while you don't look like the sort to cause trouble, I need to see some identification. You are too close to Sunagakure no Sato to be allowed to just pass by. I hope you understand." The male stepped foreword, and the two ninja behind the leader tensed.

"While I understand your reasoning, I'm afraid that we don't have any identification. We come from many miles to the south. We wish to speak with Kazekage-sama. We need to speak with him directly." The blond woman frowned and looked them over again.

"Are you ninja?" The male shook his head negative. "We will have to escort you there. I cannot allow you to go anywhere near Sunagakure without any supervision." The male smiled and said a quite that's fine. The pair walked foreword, and the blond signal the two other ninja to come out. "Before we go," she looked them over again, "are you both familiar with the Shunshin?" The male nodded, and she asked them to grab hold of her. A brief sensation of dizziness for the pair, and they found themselves in front a large stone outcrop with a narrow chasm leading into Sunagakure no Sato. The squad of ninja walked over to a man that popped out of a small crevice. He heard them start to speak, but tuned it out. He turned to the small female beside him and took her hand gently. She looked up, and he saw the slight look of fear in her eyes. He smiled reassuringly at her, and she shyly smiled back.

"It will be fine. I just wish to see my brother one more time. Then, then we will travel, and I will show you everything that's changed since you were last free. Ok, Mi-chan?" She sighed and leaned against him, with her arms around his waist.

"As long as you are with me, I will go anywhere, Na-kun." He kissed the top of her head as the blond woman walked back towards them.

"Come, I will lead you to Kazekage-sama." They started to walk down the long stretch of darkness leading into Suna. As the entered the village proper, they saw the many civilians going about their daily lives. The male kept the female close to him, and the blond woman took notice. "I've been rude," she said suddenly. "My name is Sabaku no Temari, Jōnin of Suna, and elder sister of Godaime Kazekage-sama. May I ask you you're names?"

"If you can wait until we meet Kazekage-sama, then I will tell you our names, as what I wish to speak of involves you as well." Temari hid her surprise well and just nodded. They finally came upon a large round building in the middle of the impressive village. They entered and felt the cool air against their illusion-covered skin. Temari led them to a receptionist next to a large set of wooden doors. She used an intercom and allowed them entry. The Godaime Kazekage looked up from his stack of papers on his desk. He looked over the pair, and bade them closer. Temari stepped up and bowed to her brother.

"Kazekage-sama, I found these to at Hotaru Yokuchi. They wish to speak with you." The waved the pair foreword and he stood up and spoke in a gravely voice.

"Hello, and welcome to Sunagakure. I am the Godaime Kazekage, Sabaku no Gaara. May I enquire what it is you wish to talk about?" The male took a half-step foreword and Gaara's eyes flew open. His sand sprang to life behind him. "Stop right there akuma. Give me one good reason not to crush you this instant." Temari's eyes were wide, and her battle fan out. The male only smiled a foxy smile that Gaara recognized instantly. 'Impossible! It's been 15 years since anyone has heard from him. How is he alive?'

"Come now, is that anyway to treat an old friend?"

"Na-na-naruto!? Is that you?" The male only smiled wider.

"Hello brother."

Author's Note

First Story!
I've had this thought floating about in my head for a while now, and now I've started to make it a reality.

If people like this story (HINT: READ AND REVIEW!!) then I will continue it. However, if all I get is flames, hehe, well then, let me introduce you to Mr. Fluffy, a 300' tall hamster that is rabid and has a sweet tooth for human flesh.