first chapter dedicated to moonshine86

He couldn't remember the last time he had sex. Maybe last year? He was pretty sure that was around the time they conceived the twins. What a blissful night that was. It was around the time of the harvest moon festival. Sakura was wearing a very pretty white dress and he was dressed in his formal attire. With music and dance playing in the back, she and several other women were busying picking the fresh fruit that grew in the wild fields of Suna.

Not surprisingly, that was the time it usually got extremely humid and warm. So picking the fruit before they turned into wrinkly bags of juice became a priority. They only came about once a year and cost a pretty penny if sold to the right vendor. Gaara, already used to the heat, turned to leave the women to their own biding, but not before he caught sight of his wife stripping down to her underwear.

Yes, she most definitely just lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside. If angels were sculptors, he was sure Sakura was one of their master pieces. And she was all his, lucky him. None of the women seemed to care, in fact, some of them thought that was such a good idea they in turn decided to strip down as well. He quickly averted his eyes, but not before stealing one last look at his wife's luscious body.

That night, he took her hard. Not because she was practically naked in front of the world, but because he appreciated her and her heavenly assets. Okay, so maybe it did have to do with the fact that by the time she got home she was still naked. She was his wife, and as her husband he would always made sure to remind her how much he loves her. And her butt. Her nice, juicy butt.

He really wanted some sex.

One month after that, they became parents. And nine months later, they welcomed a son and a daughter into the world.

The entire village was overjoyed. Everyday, someone just had to give them something. Whether it be a new set of diapers or even a chew toy, presents came to the mass. Sakura, being the kind and gentle person that she was, accepted everything with open arms and a brilliant smile. Gaara, on the other hand, was pretty to start a bonfire with half the things they got.

"Look, Naruto sent us ramen flavored pacifiers. A pink one for Yoona and a blue one for Eunhyuk!"

"Absolutely not."

Sakura gave him a deadpanned look, "Well I think that's sweet of him."

A soft gurgling noise came from one of the cribs and she was immediately at it's side. She lifted the little bundle wrapped in white and cradled it to her bosom. Nearly a year later and Gaara still couldn't tell his children apart. It wasn't because he didn't care, heavens so. They just looked the same. Same mass of auburn hair, eyes always closed, and wails loud enough to scare away any criminal. But he loved his children so much, he picked up little quirks to help him distinguish the two.

Yoona cried the most and loves attention. Her hair is a light auburn, but Sakura says it'll turn darker as she gets older. There is also a heart shaped birthmark on her right butt cheek, just like her mom. But she doesn't look like her, oh no. She looks like his mother. Same thing sharp nose, same thin face, and same enchanting smile. She liked his touch the best and went to sleep quicker whenever he carried her, something he rubs in Sakura's face every time.

Eunhyuk was the quite one. He slept the longest and was impossible to feed. His mouth was almost always shut and hardly ever reacted to the things around him. Sakura was worried something was wrong with her child, but when he reached for her and turned his face to her breast, she knew everything would be okay. His hair, like his sisters, was a auburn color. Though, every now and then they'd find a strand of red hair. And unlike his sister, he looked just like his father. The crazy old women who happened to be the village's own shaman, foresaw a boy more powerful than the kazekage and yet as gentle as the first touch of snow.

Sakura kissed the baby in her arm and set it down, "Yoona's getting bigger everyday, I can't wait until she starts walking. I'm going to dress her up and make her the prettiest girl in this entire village."

Great, and then boys will want to ask her out and take his precious baby away from him. HA. Like that'll ever happen. He wasn't the kazekage for nothing. Any male who dares approach his daughter will be eating sand for the rest of his natural born life.

"Gaara, stop sulking."

He looked up and found her standing by his side at the bed with a coy smile on her face. She brushed aside a few locks of hair from his eyes and climbed in with him. He moved aside the blankets, thinking she was tired and needed some well deserved rest, because hey, she's been up all night calming the babies now. Instead, she gets on top of him and accidentally pushes her chest into his face.

Oh yeah, it's sexy time.

"I've been neglecting you haven't I?" She pouts cutely and it takes everything in him to not push her back and have his way with her, but they've hardly been intimate since the birth and he doesn't want to rush things now.

He leans against the headboard and folds his arms behind his head, "With a plausible reason."

"I know, but we've barely touched each other since last december . . ." She kissed his neck, "And you know how cold it is in the winter." Her warm breath sends a very pleasant shiver down his spine.

His hands move on their own as the grip her hips and glide effortlessly across her exposed stomach. She giggles like a school girl and continues with her ministrations, kissing and nipping skin here and there. Her fingers trace indistinguishable patterns under his shirt, and when her hand glides across his nipple his control snaps. He devours her hungrily with a burning passion that can't be sated.

She's forced onto the mattress and the blankets are pushed aside. But she meets him with equal fervor and wraps her toned legs around his waist, bringing their heated bodies impossibly closer. She feels him pressed against her, hard and incredibly hot. There is a desperate need to have him inside her, to feel their union once more.

He sheds their clothing in less than a second and attacks every inch of her exposed skin, tasting her unique scent of mangoes and cream.

Finally, after a whole year of absolutely no action, they were going to do it. He could see it now, their coupling will be sleek and fierce, not to mention incredibly enjoyable. Judging by the noises coming from her, she could tell she was more than ready -

His actions were interrupted as hysterical wailing came from the rip closest to the window. Sakura sprang up so fast, he nearly got whip lash. She pushed him aside without a second thought and pranced across the room in nothing much frilly panties and reached into the crib.

"Oh Eun-eun, my little prince, what's wrong?"

The baby cried even louder and thrashed his little arms around.

"What is it?" Gaara was at her side, worry etched all over his face.

She smiled, "He's just hungry, it'll only take a minute."

A groan quietly escaped his lips and flopped back down onto the bed. So close, they were so close. At this rate he was going to die of blue balls before getting to see his children walk. He watched as his wife breast fed their little boy and gave a small smile. Perhaps another time.

"Aw, you just want some attention don't you?"

I know how you feel son, I know how you feel.

This is only gonna be 5 chapters long. Most of you guys guessed correctly! Each chapter will be dedicated to the each person who guessed right.