Title: Wrangled
Chapter Two: Bound
Warning: Yaoi (BOY Sex yeah!), blood, jacking-off, horny Naruto and Sasuke later. Oh and some how GaaraxKiba made its way into this story….don't know why, but it did. So congrats they are now a mated pair as well…whoo-hooo.
Oh another warning, CUSSING!
AN: I have a feeling that I am going to regret posting this so early….it's not really done yet but I love it when people review.
NO BETA WAHHHH! O.o
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White eyes fluttered shut and Naruto's body rushed to meet the other as it flounced ungracefully to the floor.
"Shit..." Naruto muttered as he picked up the boney body of Uchiha Sasuke. Looking over the body again Naruto couldn't even believe this was Sasuke. For Kami's sake he didn't even have the trademark Uchiha black eyes.
"What the fuck happened to you Sasuke?" The body twitched and sheen of sweat that wasn't noticeable earlier now started to soak through Sasuke's tattered clothes. He had a fever. Just what Naruto needed another problem
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. What am I going to do?" Naruto thought silently for a moment.
Sasuke was his most precious person. If he told a healer-nin that Sasuke was back then they would tell the council, and Kami knows what could happen from there. For all he knew the 'Sasuke situation' could be blown over and if told the council might then reinstated him as a ninja. However, there was also the option of Sasuke be executed, or tortured for information then killed.
Anger so brilliant and all consuming filled the blonde haired man at that thought. It bubbled and simmered beneath the skin, controlled only by will alone.
A low growl filled the room. Eyes so blue wavered for a minute and flickered to an electric purple.
Sasuke was his and no one was taking his mate away, dead or otherwise.
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Kiba and Gaara wavered at the door as they felt Kyuubi-Naruto combined chakra flood through the air around them. Fear shown plainly on one face, and a bored-arrogant expression on the other.
"So….er Kazekage-sama, were going in there for sure?" Kiba turned and faced Gaara of the Sand.
A smile of joy greeted his eyes, and Kiba felt the metaphorical cloud of utter doom distend over him.
"Of course, don't be foolish." With that said the Kazekage pushed open the door and walked in. Kiba through up his hands as he followed.
"Of course, cause walking in on a pissed off demon container who is also Hokage is such a good idea." He glared at the redhead. "Fucking Kage's and there wanting to face something stronger then them."
Gaara of the sand, Kazekage of a rivaling neighbor ninja county, and all around bad-ass turned and glared.
"Did you say something?"
"…No Sir!" nervous sweat dripped down Kiba's spine. A silence filled the echoing void that came after the reply. A smirk appeared on the Kazekage's face.
"Good, that's what I thought." Closing the space between them, Gaara gave into the temptation and pressed his lips against Kiba's, and slipped his tongue into the pliable mouth that was limp in shock. Heat flared between the two.
Gaara pressed him harder and wound his hands around that sweet body. The tension in it coming to a boiling point and he just knew that soon Kiba was going to snap. Biting down Gaara drew first blood that claimed a mate as his. Smirking, he drew back, and watched the saliva drip between the two.
"Now, let's go see what has Naruto by the balls." His voiced pitched in a happy tone.
Kiba stared in oblivious shock. Hands to his bleeding and swollen lip.
What the fuck had just happened? Wasn't the Kazekage supposed to be a cold blooded tight lipped killer?
Answer: Yes he was.
Well then who the fuck was the man who just pried open his mouth with a tongue?
Just then Naruto's strained voice filled the hallway that was attached to the Hokage's' rooms.
"Gaara get the fuck out of here!" Snarling filled the room through the doorway to the right.
"Oh shit!" Kiba said and ran to help.
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Naruto knew he couldn't control it for long. The anger, plain and jealousy welled up under his skin just bursting to be free. The two rotated and scratched at his insides hoping to cause enough friction to escape, just writhing and itching under his skin. They assaulted the wounds of his self-control again and again until they were raw and on edge.
As soon as he smelt the other demon container, he knew that it would end in blood shed, he just knew. At first he hoped that the desire and blood scent wasn't directed to his own mate, and a part of his logical mind knew that, but he was too far gone to really listen to it. So he stood his ground, gently placing his mate under the desk, curling him so that it wouldn't stretch any muscles that would hurt, Naruto turned and faced the door waiting for the scent of blood and desire to come closer.
A lean body with red hair and frosty green eyes walked into view of the room and sniffed the air, for a curious scent was on the breeze. The reaction was immediate; the pale and red-haired body in front of him knelt to his level and tilted his head to one side exposing the column of his flesh.
"Naruto. Brother, calm down," came the reply. A low resounding growl greeted his words.
Naruto snarled, bearing his elongated teeth.
Confusing emotions whirled around his head. The scent in front of him smelt familiar, of brother, home and family. Of long nights sometimes passed in tears, of pain induced for the purpose to get stronger. The stranger before him smelt of things that were so familiar. So familiar.
Gaara.
It was Gaara in front of him. His enemy fist met at the Chuunin exams, friend later, and brother now.
Brother, family, safe.
Demon, rival, danger.
Titles and words echoed and rebounded painful through Naruto's head. He clashed and fought with his logical side. Attack and defend his mate, or stop and think this through and wait for a calmness to take over.
'Bitch, your mate is injured and you wait here thinking that maybe you should pause and then eliminate the threat? If he were your kits they would be dead by now!'
A mental image formed in his minds eye. Golden fur stained red littered the ground beneath him. High kneeling whines filled the air, four pairs of blues eyes not unlike his own stared up lifelessly at him.
He bared down and flexed his sharpened claws.
"Gaara get the fuck out of here!" He clenched and sprung from his spot to meet the kneeling man in front of the door.
Bodies collided and a shout filled the air.
"Oh Shit!" a voice yelled.
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Short chapter I know but, well homework calls. Damn Professors.
P.S. Gaara is scary when he's happy/horny.
Also I don't know for sure. But I think that I'm spelling Gaara's name wrong…
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