Men In Black: Sex, Drugs, and Aliens

by LucklessMallory

Lee Rock is a dedicated agent of the Men In Black! As a rule, agents aren't allowed to have a personal life, but what if your job involves certain blue aliens who get a little too friendly? And what the hell is the H-4u drug? Rated M for a reason!

2. Chapter 2

"Sorry N, haven't seen him pass by here." The researcher shrugged as she hurried off to the labs.

The twitch in Agent N's mouth began again as he rubbed at his temple and headed on towards the lounge area in hopes of finding his partner. He'd already checked the medical bay where they said they'd released L hours ago, and near Chief Zed's office where L had last been seen. After what happened- almost happened in the car, he'd had the files on H-4u brought up once more to see if it could be transferred through saliva. He was sure the Sunan prince had kissed Lee, and that the kiss had sparked whatever bout of libidinal Passion between them.

N's frown deepened as he realized he'd capitalized a word in his thoughts. He was in no position to question fate, but for what purpose was he assigned with someone whose normal vocabulary included 'Youth', 'Passion', and that phrase 'Springtime of our Youth'?

In any case, the files hadn't mentioned anything about how the drug could be passed on since people usually ingested H-4u-laced medicine. Gaara hadn't been examined completely of course. Their alien specialists had wanted him free of the chemical before they took blood samples since the ones they took held an alarming amount of the base chemical in the drug. Those smugglers must have been pumping him with it for days!

N paused at the door to the lounge when all he saw were some worms relaxing with giant mugs of coffee in hand. Where the hell was Agent L?

"Hey N!"

"N, hey!" The worms chorused twice. After three years in the MIB, N had stopped growing queasy at the sight of the worms. He was actually deathly afraid of cockroaches and anything with antennae and spindly limbs had his flesh crawling and his stomach cramping up. The worms thankfully didn't have carapaces.

"Have you seen L?" He questioned them, shaking his head as one offered him a mug of coffee.

"Oh him?" One worm snorted and began to chuckle. "Don't worry, he's in good hands."

"Royal hands." Another piped up.

"Pfft what does needs hands for when he had this?" N's pale eyes dilated in silent horror as all of the worms began to hip thrust. The worms laughed and slapped each other on the back.

N felt his stomach begin to churn. "Where is he now?"

"He's still in there with the prince! Hey, want the dirty details? We heard most of it!"

"No." Turning around, N calmly walked out the lounge ignoring the calls of 'spoilsport' and 'when's the last time you got laid'. He was never going to get the image of those hip thrusts out of his mind. It was like they were burned to memory the moment his eyes saw them.

Once he was out, he hurried to the guest ward in hopes that L hadn't done anything to cause war between Earth and Suna.

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It was dark where he was. But warm and filled with the scent of safety, familiarity, and the one he needed to protect. A pleased vibration rang in the darkness as he took another breath.

Suddenly, ripples of sound began to disrupt the peaceful lull he was in, pushing him up towards the surface of consciousness despite his attempts to fight it, to sink back into that place where he knew was right. Tension began to fill his wakening body, everything coming in a rush as he was soon bombarded in all his senses.

Round black eyes snapped open only to shut tightly again as Agent L was temporarily blinded by the flickering light. The rooms were built to shut all the lights once it registered the occupants were asleep and turned them on again at the first sign of movement. L groaned low as his body began to ache nearly everywhere, even in places he usually didn't ache! When he tried to move his arms, he found that they were heavy as if laden with something; something warm and furred, and smelling so deliciously his-

"L! I know you're in there." The pounding came again, this time his mind registering that it was from a fist rapping on the door.

L just growled and pulled the limp body in his arms closer, burying his face in the red hair and nuzzling the furred ears. Who was this who tried to interrupt his time with his mate?

Gaara hissed as a loud banging jolted him awake. He had the urge to strangle whoever had the gall to disturb the prince while he was resting, but was too tired to move. He felt somewhat mollified at the loud intrusion when Lee pulled him closer however. His ears twitched as Lee nosed them affectionately. It felt so warm curled up to his mate under the blankets; it reminded him of home in this strange, colder world.

Gaara began to sit up, curling his tail around his body, but winced and hissed again as he felt an extremely strong ache deep inside himself. That really hurt! It was like he'd sat on a long, red hot poker before he went to bed. Perhaps he and Lee should have taken it a bit easier for the first time Gaara allowed someone to penetrate him. Even as this thought crossed his mind however, he knew he wouldn't have changed a single thing about their previous night.

Gaara reached his hand up and ran his fingers idly through Lee's mussed, dirty hair. He tried to ignore the banging and yelling outside, but it was getting on his nerves.

"Open this door before I override the security lock."

Leaning into the fingers running through his hair, L sighed and kissed whatever part of his mate he could. The voice calling for him was N's voice, he remembered. His stuck-up partner... No, that wasn't right. N was his friend! A trusted colleague in this continuous mission to keep Earth safe! But why was he so incised? Was there a rogue alien on the loose? Another body-possessing Bug like the one fought by his predecessors?

He began to stir as his work called to him. He hated to leave his mate like this, but the world called to be protected. Mate... his mate... L's brows furrowed as he blinked open his eyes and tried to see through the dancing purple and green spots flickering in his vision. Beside him, his mate's beautiful blue-tinged body was curled up against him, his red locks framing his face. At the same time, satisfaction hummed in L's mind as he saw the cum covering his lover's body while his chest began to constrict in panic.

His mate...no, no, no! This was...he turned up with a blank until he saw the matted ears and tail. Eyes widening, he let out a choked breath as he stared at a cum covered Prince Gaara of Suna. Whom he'd fucked. Thrice.

His face rapidly turned a dark shade of red as he quickly backed away only to flail as his body tumbled off the edge of the bed. He stared up at the ceiling as his body began to protest in pain. He'd violated, taken advantage of, oh no...did he rape the prince? Images of Gaara begging him and keening, writhing under him, shrieking in pleasure, ran through his mind and still L felt like a stone had sunk to the bottom of his stomach. And to top it all off, his suit was ruined and his lower body felt like it had one big bruise.

Gaara jolted as his lover's body jerked away from him, rousing the prince from his peaceful state of half awareness. He jolted again as he heard his mate's body fall to the floor with a loud thump. Gaara lifted his head and frowned unhappily in the general direction L had darted off to, blinking his sleepy eyes slowly.

"...That's it." N said from outside. There was a beeping sound as N began to override the security lock using a portable hacking device.

"N! Please do not come in!" L finally called out, finding his raspy voice amidst all the panic seeping in him. "I...I will just need to find my pants."

There was silence behind the door before N said sharply. "You have a lot of explaining to do."

"Lee?" Gaara tried to say, but was cut off by a hoarse cough. Now that Gaara was waking further, he was noticing other aches and pains besides where L had been inside him. His voice was extremely sore, like he'd been screaming for hours. Which... he actually had. There were bruises all over his body, from L's strong hands and the wires that had bound him through his first release. His whole body felt like one giant, pulsing throb. But, on top of all this was an extreme sense of satisfaction and a heavy relaxation deep in his muscles.

Gaara idly lifted one of his arms and looked over the line of bruises that littered his skin from the wires. Unlike humans who bruise in shades of blue, purple, and red, Jinchuuriki's shade's only extend as far as different versions of blue. Normal, healthy skin was usually light and pale, but bruises were darker, and looked deeply saturated in comparison.

Gaara listened to the exchange between L and N, growing more awake and alert without the snugly warmth of the human's body. It sounded like L was in trouble. What was wrong? Was he late for some human event or job?

"L-Lee?" Gaara tried again, without much more success as his voice came out choked and hoarse. He started to crawl to the edge where L had fallen, but winced at the brutal reminder from his body that he wasn't quite ready to be moving again.

Hearing Gaara calling him by his real name, L placed a hand over his face and wished that this was just a dream or that he could easily disappear in a puff of smoke. What else had he given away? His life before becoming an agent? Being part of the MIB meant your identity had to be kept a secret. It had to be erased completely ideally, but retaining one's memories meant keeping everything under wraps.

He peered through his fingers, letting his hand fall when he saw how Gaara winced. Worry and his innate compassion won over the jumble of confusion he felt. Hyperventilating would have to wait.

"I am sorry, Prince Gaara." He croaked out before clearing his throat and forcing his body to get up. The pain he felt wasn't anything new. He'd had worse injuries before, though none that ever reached his groin. "I should not have hurt you so." Now on his feet, he approached the bed and examined the dark blue spots adorning Gaara's body despite the hot flush rising up his neck at the other's nudity. Those weren't there before! Reaching out, he touched one of the spots as if to try and erase it.

Gaara let L touch his bruise, wincing slightly under the man's light contact. Gaara examined the expression of silent horror that crossed his mate's face. L seemed like a slightly different person when he wasn't wrapped in Gaara's arms, or sheathed in his body. He was less aggressive, more considerate already. Then again, he wasn't high on Gaara's mating chemical anymore, either.

The way Gaara twitched just from a single touch to the blue mark had L deciding that it was probably similar to a bruise. He wasn't sure... but then the alien's anatomy was still mostly foreign to him despite how physically close he'd been to the other. What was more alarming was how his mind seemed undecided on how to address this. Part of him couldn't believe he'd been so rough with someone he barely knew, who was an alien and whose status as royalty probably sealed his death according to Suna's laws. But another part of him considered those bruises as his marks of ownership, a sure sign that Gaara wouldn't be claimed by another as long as they were visible.

Not to mention, he could still smell their mixed scents surprisingly well. And a strange faint stinging scent under all of it that he just knewmeant Gaara was in pain. Satiated but in pain.

"It'ssss alright." Gaara choked out, his rough voice barely more than a whisper. "I hurt you, too."

Gaara reached out to run his fingers over L's ragged sleeve, stained so heavily in blood from where the Jinchuuriki had bitten him. Red seemed like an odd color for blood, Gaara mused. Humans could be strange.

"Do you have to leave?" Gaara rasped, raising his blue eyes to L's blushing red face.

L's brows met when Gaara placed a hand over his arm, only now noticing that the sleeve was torn and there was dried blood on his forearm. So that was why it felt like his arm had been stung by a thousand bees. He looked up when his partner's voice called again from the door. "Found your pants yet?"

A growl had escaped his lips before he knew it, shocking him even as his arms had gone around Gaara again instinctively. 'No one touches my mate. No one can see my mate like this but me.' The thought came quick and faded just as quickly. What was going on? It felt like his body had gained an extra sense that was tied to Gaara and like another personality had invaded his mind. Sure, he'd been rough in the bedroom before but he never growledat anyone!

"I will be out in a few minutes!" He replied, thinking quickly. "Um, I will meet you in the lounge. I need to ah...find new clothes."

L blinked when he heard N shuffle outside the door. "Not in the lounge. I'll see you in Conference A."

"Yosh! I will be there in five minutes or I will do twenty push-ups-" L glanced at Gaara, faltered and said in a more subdued voice. "Make that ten."

"Ten minutes, not a minute more." N gave in and rapped the door once before his footsteps echoed in the hallway outside.

Now with his partner gone, L let out a sigh and turned his attention back to Gaara. He offered him the best grin he could muster right now with his cheeks still tinged red and his arms already pulling back. "I will find new clothes for you as well." He added, trying not to let thoughts like 'Ten minutes is enough for a quickie.' overcome his duties as an agent.

Take that, Evil Cock-Block. Gaara internally taunted L's partner as the man began to leave. He's mine, not yours. You cut us off the first time, but I got him in the end.

But even as Gaara glanced up at his mate's face, he could recognize a bit of strain in L's grin. Human and Jinchuuriki's bodies were different, but their expressions were extremely similar. Something was bothering L, and Gaara couldn't help but wonder what.

"I'd appreciate ssssometing to wear." Gaara whispered croakily, furrowing his brow at the twinge of pain in his throat. He really shouldn't have shrieked as much as he did last night. Jinchuuriki really weren't meant to use their voice often. "But not like te gown tey gave me before. I did not like it."

That had L's grin relaxing into something more natural. He nodded and moved off the bed in search of his underwear and pants. From what he remembered, they should still be intact. "I will find you something more appropriate to wear." He promised, glancing at Gaara as he picked up his fallen clothes.

His face exploded into bright red again, eyes sliding away. He wasn't shy about sex, except of course when it wasn't between his lover and him. But Gaara just looked so...violated. It both aroused and embarrassed him. He wasn't the type to engage in casual sex after all! And he barely knew the prince. "There is a shower in your bathroom if you have not seen it already." He said, gesturing to the panel that would slide open if Gaara touched it.

He probably should take a shower before meeting N as well. Knowing his partner, N would only reprimand him for being a little late rather than if he'd gone looking as he did. Running a hand through his sweat-matted hair, he began to remove his coat. The vest and undershirt would at least be cleaner to walk around in.

Gaara glanced back at the panel with a small frown on his face. A shower sounded really good right now. On Suna, water was rare enough that most Jinchuuriki found other ways to groom themselves if they could help it. But in this case… Gaara glanced down at himself, noting the layers of cum, sweat, and even a couple drops of blood from L's arm. He didn't know the policy for water on Earth, but he hoped it wasn't as strict as Suna. He was going to need half a river to clean himself after last night. But even as he glanced back at the panel longingly, he realized the problem with his situation.

"I'll have to do tat later." The prince sighed softly. "I don't tink I can walk jusssst yet."

Gaara laid his head back on the pillow, and watched as L slipped into his pants and out of his stained coat. The Jinchuuriki was a little disappointed that L left his undershirt on. He hadn't gotten to see much of the man's upper body, after all. He wondered idly if it would be similar to his, or if humans were very different.

The agent paused with his coat still halfway out of his arm. L could still smell the lingering pain in Gaara's body and didn't doubt that the other couldn't walk yet. Actually, with how much strain he'd forced on the alien earlier, he guessed that the prince wouldn't be going anywhere at all for a few days. A week at most. Brows furrowing, he pulled his arm out of the coat and folded it, noting with a cringe at the amount of cum on it. He'd insist on doing his laundry this time even if the coat wouldn't have that starched look afterwards.

Straightening up, he rested his gaze on Gaara's form on the bed, still so very alluring even after the frenzied lovemaking they'd had. Sex, he corrected himself. Mating, his mind supplied a second later. Sliding a hand against his face, he groaned before heading back over to Gaara's side. That tail, those ears, Gaara's dark-ringed eyes which he now saw had turned blue again. There must still be traces of that drug in his system for him to have done those things to the prince. But he already had a shot from the medical bay, just as Gaara had had his before he was brought to this room. Was there a new strain to that drug they hadn't found yet?

Whatever the case, he couldn't deny that he had been so very attracted to Gaara even before he began to feel sexually aroused. And Gaara didn't look angry with him for what he did either. Maybe there wassomething more to this than the drug's effects. That or he just missed having a relationship given that as an agent, he couldn't form any romantic liasons with people outside the MIB. L's brows arched down as he placed a hand on Gaara's head, his fingers itching to stroke the furred ears. Instinct was prompting him to stay and take care of the alien he'd just spent an undeniably mindblowing time with, but he had his duties.

"Would you be alright by yourself?" He asked, looking down with his eyes widening at the lash marks on the other's chest. He'd had the Jinchuuriki completely at his mercy earlier... he shuddered, hoping his half-aroused state wouldn't be that visible.

The way he was feeling right now, if Gaara asked him to stay and take responsibility for him, he'd do so in a heartbeat. He didn't like the thought of his mate- the prince unable to even bathe or worse, have someone else help him.

"I'm ssssure I'll manage." Gaara replied. "I don't know where elsssse I would want to go or do, anyway. I don't know tissss world. I jusssst spent a mont in captivity, I'm ssssure I can handle being alone for a while longer."

He arched his head to Lee's gentle touch, his ears perking happily. After their actions together the night before, Gaara felt like he was better connected with L. He noticed the faint hint of arousal in the man's scent, his stance, and the way his eyes roved over the Jinchuuriki's body. There was probably still a heavy hint of the mating chemical in the man's system, but Gaara liked the idea that L was attracted to him without it.

Gaara reached up for L's tie, and used it to pull the man down until their faces were close together. He placed a small, platonic kiss on his lover's cheek. He noted with curiosity that there was something rough and stubbly growing on the man's lower face.

L's eyes had widened as Gaara pulled him down, his eyes meeting Gaara's and his tongue flicking out to swipe at his dry lips. But when Gaara simply kissed his cheek, his gaze softened. Giving in to his urge, he petted Gaara's ears in return and tilted his face up to press a quick kiss to the alien's forehead. Yes, there was definitely something here. A possibility if nothing else. L wondered what kind of flowers grew on Suna and which ones Gaara liked.

Gaara smiled softly and leaned into his mate's hands when L fondled his ears. Not many people touched his ears or head, but it was something Gaara had always liked. His sister used to pet and groom his ears for him when he was upset, and his brother even ruffled his hair occasionally.

Pulling away, L grinned brightly at Gaara and flashed him a thumbs up. "Yosh! I promise I will come back as soon as N and I finish our business! And I promise we will not let those who kept you captive go unpunished." Silently, he made a note to add fifty more crunches if he failed to take care of Gaara after everything he'd done to him. He gave the prince one last pet before moving off the bed and slipping on his shoes. He'd kept his socks on the whole time, he realized with a shake of his head.

Waving energetically at the alien on the bed, he opened the door panel and headed off to wash up before his meeting with N.

"I'll be here." Gaara said softly, nodding and waving as Lee left. He was pleased to note that L seemed to be in a better, more relaxed mood than he'd been upon first waking up.

Gaara sprawled out idly reaching to pull the covers further over his body as he settled in for a long nap. There weren't many other options, since he couldn't move without help. Besides that, Suna days and nights were longer than on Earth, and he was still sleepy. He laid his head on the pillow and closed his eyes. After a long and silent pause, Gaara switched his pillow for Lee's. He snuggled the plushy fabric for a moment before relaxing. He breathed deeply, inhaling the intoxicating aroma of his human mate.

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Now as clean as he could be despite his hair simply slicked up with water and his clothes rather rumpled, L headed to conference room A to meet with his partner. He'd passed by the lounge earlier and had wondered why the worms were howling in laughter when they caught sight of him. He'd simply waved back but that only made them double over.

Pushing open the door, L gave his partner his best apologetic grin. "I am sorry N! I will add twenty pushups for being late!"

N glanced up at his partner from one of the chairs around the large conference table. He was frowning in disapproval, and glanced up at the clock.

"It doesn't matter." N replied curtly. "Sit down. We need to talk about what happened yesterday, and last night."

Seeing the look of disapproval on N's face, L schooled his features and nodded. He moved to N's side and sat down. "I will add my part of the report immediately." He said, knowing that N had filled in for him as Chief Zed had mentioned. N wouldn't know what had happened to the smugglers he'd knocked down.

"See that you do." N said simply, nodding. He took a brief look at his partner's appearance, noting that the man had gotten his hands on a new suit and was still wet from his shower.

"Just tell me now; what happened?" N asked, deciding to get right to the point of the matter. This situation was serious, and could end dangerously if the Jinchuuriki decided to retaliate for what L had done to their second prince. This was extremely out of character for his partner. L didn't seem like the kind of person who would have sex with an alien- royaltyat that- and someone who he'd just met. "Tell me what went on after you were discharged from the clinic and spoke to the Chief."

Tugging on his tie to loosen it from his hurried dressing earlier, L inhaled deeply and nodded. He noticed that whatever sense he'd gained earlier didn't work around his partner or anyone else he'd met along the way for that matter. It was only Gaara whom he could smell clearly. "I do not remember everything clearly from the time I was discharged from the clinic. It might have been the effect of the anti-medications. After I spoke to Chief Zed, I remember this need to see if Gaara- Prince Gaara was all right." He frowned, finding no logical reason for it now. "I even asked one of the cleaner worms where his room was.

"When I was at his door, Prince Gaara seemed to be under medication as well. He was not as...energetic as he was earlier." Though he'd gained a flush at recounting this part, he went on. He was a trained professional after all. "I do not know if the anti-drug medication given to us was not enough, or if Prince Gaara was given a larger dose and it somehow was passed on to me through his saliva or when he bit me. But just a few seconds of talking to him, I began to feel the same symptoms described by those who took H-4u. The Prince invited me to come in- he did not seem to mind it when I told him I was not in control of myself."

Neji frowned at L's explanation, feeling confused. All of this seemed to somehow point to the H-4u drug and the Suna prince in some way, but none of it made sense.

"So you began to feel the effects of H-4u by simply talking to Prince Gaara?" Neji asked slowly, trying to make rhyme or reason of this mess. "And then he invited you inside. Do you think he was under the influence of the drug as well? The medical staff at the clinic said that there was an extreme dosage in his system. Do you think he was in his right mind?"

"I know it does not make sense." L said, pushing away a wet strand of hair that had fallen onto his face. His cheeks had turned darker as he recalled how Gaara had begged to be taken. "I am not sure if he was truly under the effects of the H-4u drug or if he simply wanted- I will have to ask him if he felt any different then." He said quickly, not wanting to give away unnecessary details.

Worry crossed his face as he considered what N said. "He mentioned that he was snatched from the palace grounds back in Suna and kept in captivity for a month by the smugglers. He does not seem to know who they are though they are Jinchuuriki like him. It does not make sense for them to have kept him and filled him with drugs if they did not mean to use him sexually. He does not bear any marks of being sexually abused." Until now of course, L realized with a start.

"They could have been testing the drug." N said as he mulled over L's words. He didn't understand why the smugglers would go through all the trouble of kidnapping royalty off palace grounds just to use as a test dummy for their drugs. Why not just any Jinchuuriki? "Do you think it's wise for you to go see him again? If only talking to him affected you last night, what's to say it won't happen again?"

L looked down at his hands. N was right, he didn't know if he'd be affected by the drug again after what happened last night. But he made a promise and a real man never broke his promises no matter what! Looking up, he held a fist pumped into the air. "It will not happen again! I am sorry, Neji, I must see him again. I promised him I would take responsibility for what I did and take care of him!" He hadn't even realized he'd used N's name in place of his agent name. "If I must, I will bring a syringe of the medicine. It helped me control myself at least until it wore off at Prince Gaara's quarters."

This time, his eyes curved into crescents as he rubbed at the back of his head. As embarrassing as it was to admit this... "Besides, Prince Gaara cannot walk on his own and I do not think he will be comfortable having someone else support him." Not to mention L wouldn't allow it.

N twitched in irritation when L referred to him as Neji, but let it slide this time. He openly grimaced at L's last comment, wishing he didn't know exactly why the alien prince couldn't walk. He'd be honestly shocked if the Jinchuuriki's didn't retaliate after such a violation, even if L claimed the prince hadn't rejected him.

It was best that N didn't know just how many times L had violated the prince either.

"I see. Be sure to bring the medication with you after all then, if you think it's necessary. I'll trust your judgment." N said, his tone serious. "We still haven't had any new information from the smugglers yet. In light of recent circumstances, I'll let the Chief know that you're in charge of the prince's care. You need to take care of him until Suna can be contacted. Find out what Jinchuuriki need for sustenance, what the prince would be comfortable wearing, and if there are any customs or conditions we should be aware of."

L nodded, pulling out a notepad from his suit jacket. He'd picked it up from his locker on the way, already planning to take down all that he could about Gaara. N just provided him a list he could work with. Shutting the notepad and sliding the pen into its springs, he nodded and gave his partner a thumbs up and a grin. "Yosh! I will take good care of Prince Gaara while he is under my care. The Chief will not regret putting me in charge of an esteemed visitor to Earth such as Prince Gaara. I will not let any harm come to him."

N nodded and stood from his chair, done with his partner for now. He had a few things to do around the base that he didn't need L's help for, so now would be a good time to take care of such things.

"See that he's comfortable. I trust you'll take care of him." N said as he passed L on the way out the door. "And L? Look out for yourself while you're at it. I know you're new here, but you must realize that most aliens have never heard of a 'happy ending', at least not in the same terms we have. MIB is trying to fight fate every day that we encourage so many creatures of so many different worlds to attempt a peaceful living together. Watch out for yourself."

With that, N walked out the door and strode quickly down the hall, distancing himself from the mess at hand.

N's words sank in and had L sobering up from the temporary elation of completing his first mission and being entrusted with another one so soon- a high ranking one at that!

The circumstances surrounding Gaara's stay on Earth would definitely have his people looking for him, if they hadn't started heading for Earth already. His first priority would be to make sure Gaara was safe and ready to be received by his people without leaving too many negative memories of Earth. Angry Jinchuuriki meant their next major mission would be holding off the extermination of mankind by Suna.

There was no room for anything to grow between him and the Prince. Even if there was a way to get past the distance between their two planets, how would an interspecies relationship reflect the MIB? Enemies of Suna would count Earth as their enemy as well.

Shaking those thoughts away, L stood up and fixed the conference room chairs in place before heading out himself. N was right to be cautious, but he knew that hard work and determination could overcome anything! Besides, whatever potential relationship there was in Gaara would have to wait while he did his duty as an agent and as an honorable man.

"Yosh." A smile crossing his face again, he hurried out in search of new clothes for his alien prince.

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Gaara twitched his ear as he heard something in the room. He could faintly feel a weight pressing down the edge of the bed below his feet, as if someone or something were sitting there. Gaara's ear twitched again as he heard voices. His nose wrinkled as he smelled something thick and bitter in the air. Was Lee back? It didn't sound like his mate….

Gaara furrowed his brows and blinked his eyes open slowly, noting that the room was lit again. He lifted his head and looked down at the end of the bed, and his eyes widened at what he saw.

"He's awake!"

"I thought you said his eyes were white? They're blue!"

"Heeeey, sweet thing!"

Three creatures were watching him from the end of the bed. One was sitting on his legs and holding a mug of something hot and dark brown. Another was holding a thick roll of something foul-smelling from which smoke was rising from, rapidly filling the room with the scent.

The creatures had two long antennae hanging over their head, slim arms and legs that looked like they could be easily broken, a smaller set of arms at their waist, and a long curved body. Their skin was a gradient of beige fading to brown. From the way they were seated, they'd barely come up to Gaara's hip.

The one seated on his legs held out the mug. "Cup of Joe?"

"Joe?" Gaara croaked weakly as he began to sit up. He winced and gave up halfway, so that his upper body was barely propped up against the headboard. He wasn't feeling any better than when he'd woken the first time.

He glanced around the small group of creatures in the room with him, trying to identify their race. Gaara had learned about hundreds of different species, but he'd never met anything like these aliens before.

The prince eyed the extended cup with curiosity, but wrinkled his nose at the strange smell. He shook his head mutely.

"Suit yourself. Would do ya a load of good!" The creature shrugged, swinging the mug back and drinking its contents.

One of the others jumped on the bed and joined the first, trying to steal the mug from it. "Hey, that was for him!"

"Be quiet, guys!" The last one exclaimed, holding up its arms. "We came here for a purpose. And that is-"

"How was sex with L?" The first one asked, snickering at its companion since there was nothing left in the mug by the time it grabbed hold of it. "The guy's polite, but I bet he's a beast at night!"

Gaara watched the obnoxious exchange of the cup in silence, still trying to place what the hell the aliens were. They were a rambunctious group, and seemed to have unique dynamics.

"L?" Gaara rasped. He felt the corner of his mouth curl up into a pleased smirk despite the intrusion these creatures posed. He liked that others here knew that his mate had been claimed. "What do you want to know?"

All three creatures let out a "Ooooohhh" before crowding closer to Gaara. "Tell us everything!"

"How big was he?"

"Did he say anything dirty? That'd be hilarious!"

"Jeez, how many times did you do it? It smells in here!"

"Very big, yesss, and three timesss." Gaara answered stoically, blinking at the looks of perverted excitement that the creatures threw his way. At the mention of the smell, he couldn't help glancing around and noting that both the sheets and his skin were still heavily stained. He hadn't exactly been cleaning- or moving- while L was gone.

The creatures erupted into laughter just as the door opened with L cheerfully calling out, "I am back, Prince Gaara!"

The two creatures on Gaara's bed were slapping their little knees and pointing at L "Oh my god, L, who'd have known?"

"Known what?" L asked, surprised at finding the worms in the Prince's room. However the surprise was increasingly being replaced with irritation at finding the three crowded around- his mate-Gaara.

"That you had that much stamina to fight and fuck!"

L stared in shock at the worms before his expression grew calm and he threw Gaara a friendly grin. "Please excuse me, I will be back in a moment." He set down the pile of new clothes he'd brought and a plate of fish he hoped Gaara would be able to eat on the table next to the bed. Then with two sweeps of his hand he took hold of all three worms by their slim bodies and proceeded to throw them out of the room.

"Hey! What's the big idea!"

"We were just having fun!"

The three were silenced when L bared his teeth at them and growled, "Stay away from my Gaara." And shut the door after them.

Gaara blinked as he watched L herd the trouble makers out of the room, and perked his ears at the angry growl. Perhaps someof last night's aggression was true to his personality.

"Hello, Lee." Gaara rasped roughly in greeting. He tried to clear his throat before continuing, but it didn't make any difference. "What did N have to ssssay?"

Satisfied that the three were gone, L headed back to Gaara's side, the aggression receding back into a smile on his face. He didn't seem to realize he'd called Gaara his out loud. L was normally only aggressive when it came to sparring or during training, but the chemical's effects on his mind had in turn increased the male hormones affecting his behavior.

Gaara tried pulling himself up to sit fully, but it was impossible without sharp pains shooting up his lower back. He grimaced and sighed, settling down with little more than his head propped up. He scratched idly behind his ears, noting the gross texture of his matted hair unhappily. Last night had been fantastic, but he wished he could have avoided some of the after effects.

"Do not strain yourself." Lee chided gently, now only gaining a light flush from seeing the evidence of sex. "N just wanted me to recount what happened after I woke up in the medical bay. Do not worry, the chemical should have worn off by now. I will not take advantage of you while you are in this state."

There it was again- the smell of pain coming from Gaara. His brows arched down as he slid an arm behind Gaara's back. "I will carry you to the bathroom now. Please tell me if I am hurting you." He said before lifting the other into his arms as gently as he could.

"Te mating chemical?" Gaara mused aloud, wondering if Lee had known about the chemical all along. Otherwise, how would he have known to mention it? "I know you wouldn't take advantage of me, unlessss I assssked you to."

Gaara wrapped his arms around L's neck as his mate lifted him from the bed. It felt incredibly good to be in close contact with L again, but he was still uncomfortable as some of his bruises were touched. However, it wasn't the same as the sharp pain that trying to move for himself would bring. He could deal with it.

"I'm fine. Let'ssss go, pleasssse." Gaara buried his face in L's chest, inhaling the delicious aroma. His injuries were bothering him too much to allow him to become aroused, but he could still appreciate such an intoxicating scent without an erection. "Tank you, Lee."

"You are welcome." L felt his cheeks grow hot from the still naked Gaara snuggling against him and the suggestion hidden in the prince's words. The fact that the alien was carrying out acts of affection for him without trying to get into his pants relieved some of the doubts he had of having forced himself on Gaara earlier and sent his heartbeat quickening. He headed for the bathroom with Gaara clinging to him, tapping the panel with his foot for the door to slide open and heading inside.

The bathroom was not very spacious since the guest rooms were really built for functionality rather than design. There was only a sink, toilet, and shower combination. It was already state of the art technology with the sink and shower capable of releasing whatever cleaning compound their alien guests were used to.

"And yes, the mating chemical as you might call it, must have been affecting me if not both of us even if I had been given medicine to counter its effects." L said as he frowned at the shower. Gaara wouldn't be comfortable standing up the whole time and the space wouldn't let him support the alien that well. "GR-5 shower unit activate. Authorization requested for L, code seven, three, three, Y, O, S, H."

They kept the transformations and converter system under lock to keep their alien guests from hurting themselves in case they end up authorizing acid showers or the pleasant but hallucinatory fumes other alien races enjoyed as baths.

"Transform one." The shower unit emitted a whirring noise before it began to slide forward. It was actually the floor moving with the toilet pushed closer to the wall as if the whole thing was a conveyor belt. With the shower room now horizontal on the floor, the glass folded into itself until it formed thick rounded sides and a circular floor while the unit began to fill with warm water.

"I brought the same medication with me in case the drug resurfaces again." He added, bringing Gaara over to the edge of the tub. "Oh and the medical bay will have to examine you later, Prince Gaara. They discovered a high level of H-4u in your system."

"You don't like being affected by my mating chemical?" Gaara rasped, his face twisting in confusion. Lee had seemed to reallyenjoy it last night, but he didn't seem to want either of them to be under it's influence again. Was he just looking out for Gaara, since he was already so sore? They could do more without penetration... "What'ssss H-4u?"

Gaara glanced around when the washroom began to change, holding Lee a fraction tighter in disorientation. He perked his ears as the sound of running liquid filled the small room, and turned his gaze to marvel at the sheer amount of water that was filling the tub. That was enough to sustain the prince for a month at least! Unlike humans, Jinchuuriki needed very little water or liquids to stay hydrated. Despite the fact that the prince hadn't had anything to drink since he'd escaped his captors, he was only just now beginning to feel thirsty. Gaara had never had a real bath before, but he knew that exposure to too much water for a long time would do more harm than good, most likely giving him a bad rash. He'd just have to wash quickly and dry himself thoroughly.

"I can't sssstay in te tub for too long." Gaara informed L, so that the man would know not to leave him in the tub by himself. "I cannot have too much water."

Slowly lowering Gaara down on the tub, L let the alien sink into the warm water as he took of his suit and rolled up the sleeves of his undershirt. MIB suits really weren't practical for carrying out everyday chores with the suit's penchant for being too thick and stiff in certain places.

Gaara inhaled quickly as his body was slowly immersed in the water, and then let out a long and contented sigh as the warmth began to soak in. The feeling of being so submerged in the bath was new and honestly a bit uncomfortable at first, but he could tell that it was already helping to loosed the filth from his body. The heat was helping to ease his sore skin and muscles.

"Your mating chemical?" He asked, confusion wrinkling his brow as he dipped his hand in the water. It wasn't the first time he'd had to bathe anyone. A smile crossed his face as he remembered wide round eyes staring up at him and his little brother splashing him with water until they were both drenched. His brother wasn't little anymore though, and L shook the thoughts away. "Did the smugglers not mention anything about a drug that increases libido? It is the reason we went after them and followed them to their ship. They have been releasing it into Earth's pharmacies. We nicknamed the drug H-4u for the compound we isolated in it."

While he was speaking, L began to work on getting Gaara clean from the head down. He rubbed at Gaara's ears, red tinging his cheeks as he felt the slimy texture of cum on them. The Jinchuuriki probably got their mixed fluids all over himself when he was sleeping.

Gaara rattled his throat in appreciation. L's fingers were gentle, but full of purpose as he wiped and scrubbed. Gaara flicked his ears in slight discomfort when he felt the water in the soft fur, but he acknowledged that they needed to get wet to get clean. Even if so much water did feel unnatural...

"Tat issss what tey wanted me for?" Gaara said out loud as Lee's words registered with his mind. His voice was mixed with shock and indignation as the rattling in his throat came to a dead halt. He'd been too preoccupied with seducing L since he'd arrived to be concerned with his captors, but now that he knew why they'd wanted him he couldn't help but feel outraged. "Tey have been taking my hair and blood for a montjusssst to make a ssssexual performance drug? And to sell it here, on tis little backwater planet? That'ssss- I- how could-"

Gaara's croaky voice had been growing steadily louder as he spoke, but he was quickly cut off by a heavy cough that rocked his whole body violently and splashed the water. His throat was still too sore to speak in more than a whisper.

"I don't know how it worksss for humansss, but royal Jinchuuriki have an exclusssive sssexual gene." Gaara hissed harshly, his tone still angry. "We produccce a mating chemical tat no one else doesss. When we are faced with our sssexual matchesss, the chemical floodsss our sssystem and makesss usss overwhelmed with te need to mate. Te Jinchuuriki who took me mussst have been usssing piecesss of my body to recreate te drug."

L's hands stilled in Gaara's hair, the man inhaling sharply as Gaara spoke. So the drugs were coming from him? L remembered vaguely Gaara saying something about the smugglers taking things from him, but he hadn't imagined it was because the H-4u drug was synthesized from an alien's body!

He caught the Jinchuuriki when he coughed, keeping him from hitting the sides of the tub. But it was just on reflex. His mind was reeling with the information they had on the drug and what Gaara revealed. It made sense now- the smugglers seemed to have an unending supply of the drug, which couldn't be traced to any compound on Earth or in known worlds. There were no labs at the warehouse, nor a storage for any alien substances they might have brought with them.

The possibility should have come to him when he found Gaara locked up. But how was he to know that the H-4u strand came from royal sex hormones?

His fingers were already rubbing down Gaara's neck and shoulders before he realized it, his body seeming to react according to how he could smell Gaara was feeling. Was that why he'd been so frenzied over the alien earlier? Why he was still feeling so attracted to him even when he knew nothing good would come of this? Gaara's saliva, his teeth at his neck-

Brows meeting, L looked back up at Gaara and sat back on his haunches. "I am sorry for what was done to you." He said, a frown was tugging on his lips and the guarded expression of an agent on his face. "But I cannot accept that you have been passing on that chemical to me knowing that it would manipulate me. And do not insult my homeworld! Just because we are not as advanced as other races does not mean we do not deserve respect!"

Gaara frowned and looked at Lee pensively. The prince had been studying different races and various forms of diplomacy for years; he should have known better than to insult another person's home planet andadmit to drugging that person all in the same sentence. Gaara sighed heavily and gripped the fur behind his ears as he tried to explain himself.

"I am sssorry for insssulting Earth. I ssshouldn't have sssaid tat." Gaara started, tackling the easier of his slips. "And… I apologize for not explaining about te chemical before. I should have done ssso before dosssing you. But I need you to underssstand tat it affectsss me jussst as much as you, more even. While I may only give you a dossse or two, my entire body is being floodedwith the mating chemical. It is not exactly… easssy for me to control myself. Or tink clearly. One of te lassst tingsss I expected when I was captured isss to be hauled acrossss te galaxy and essscape on a foreign planet, only to find tat te firssst person I meet sssetsss off my royal gene."

Gaara pulled his legs into his chest and sunk further into the water, flattening his ears unhappily. He could feel L's indignation and anger down to his bones through their new connection, and he didn't like it. He preferred when his mate was happy, flustered, and kind, like he usually seemed.

The way Gaara looked right now did more than his words could to ease some of the anger in L's eyes. He sighed heavily and leaned forward again, arms resting on the edge of the tub. He'd apologized. And L wasn't the type to hold grudges anyway.

He wasn't going to deny that he'd already been attracted to the Jinchuuriki before anything had happened between them. The mating chemical or whatever it was that Gaara had given him only increased the sexual aspect of that attraction. And if what the alien said was true about his own body being affected by the drug, he could understand what that was like. He'd been a teenager once.

"You did not seem to have control of yourself whenever I had you against me." He conceded with a flush, placing a hand on top of Gaara's hair and rubbing the furred ears there. Gaara just looked too much like a scolded pet for him to stay annoyed with him. The frown eased up as L began to continue washing the Jinchuuriki. He'd promised he'd take care of Gaara and any ill feelings could be resolved once the alien was on his feet again so to speak.

"How long does the chemical affect another's body? Does it have any side-effects?" He asked.

"I don't know all te technicalitiesss of it." Gaara said, raising his ears again and leaning into L's hand in relief. "But if you had sssimply avoided me after tat firssst dossse before we were knocked out, it would have faded away within a few daysss. You would have jussst been hornier tan usssual. Sssince I dosssed you a few more timesss after tat…"

Gaara paused in thought and began to help clean himself, rubbing down his arms and legs. He'd actually lost count of the number of times he'd passed the chemical onto Lee. He'd bitten him again, which injected it right into his human bloodstream. The chemical in his saliva had probably soaked into Lee's dick when Gaara had gone down on him, and that would probably count as a large dose. Gaara hadn't spent enough time studying biology; he didn't actually know very much about this aspect of his body.

"I can only guessss. But after the night we ssspent togeter… you'd be jussst about rid of it in two weeksss, if you avoided me completely. Maybe three. And as for ssside-effectsss…" Gaara looked up into L's face in thought. The man still looked a bit irked, but any outrage was gone. He hoped it would stay that way. "I don't know exactly how it would affect a human. If you're sssimilar enough to Jinchuuriki, I'd jussst have to sssay an increassse in whatever sssexual hormonesss are in your body."

That made sense. Although L's brows had furrowed again at hearing he'd been dosed a lot of times (he couldn't even count the number of times they'd kissed already since Gaara's rescue), L took a few breaths to calm down himself. He didn't feel like he'd taken advantage of Gaara anymore after that explanation. Though he still thought he'd been too forceful and demanding last night. The Jinchuuriki didn't even look bothered that he'd been fucked by someone from a different species.

L worked on getting Gaara's back clean with the other rubbing his arms and legs already. Stroking the soft skin of his mate- no, Gaara's back, he had to wonder if the chemical could really affect even the physiology of a human. "I have been able to smell you since last night." He said. "Not just how you smelllike-" Which was still mixed with the scent of their cum, he realized with a flush. "But even how you feel. It is strange but I can smell things like pain and pleasure. Humans should not be able to physically sense things in others like that."

As for the thought of avoiding Gaara for such a long time just to get rid of the effects of the chemical, L knew he could do just that. But a strong part of him shot down the idea even before he could fully consider it. It could be the mating chemical affecting him, but he didn't like the thought of leaving Gaara by himself or have another be in charge of him.

A disturbing thought crossed his mind just then. "Does your body react to many people? A selected few? Or just to one person?" He automatically hoped for the latter, given his principles. But in their situation, the second would be better overall. They'd have so much trouble on their hands if Gaara ended up attracted to more people around the base. Not to mention L still felt very possessive of the alien.

"Tere isss no definate rule. My broter felt it for dozensss of different women, all in sssmall dossess. My ssisster felt it twiccce. Onccce was intenssse for her, te oter ssshe barely noticcced." Gaara turned to look L fully in the face as he admitted to the next part. "You are the only person I have ever felt tisss for. And I have neverheard of sssomeone being affected by te gene tis ssstrongly, or by sssomeone who is not a Jinchuuriki. You are very odd, Lee, if you don't mind me sssaying ssso. I'm ssstill being effected, even now, but my body is too sssore to become arousssed."

Gaara raised his hand to clutch L's where it was still in his hair, and pulled it down for to place a small kiss on the human's palm.

"You are alssso te only perssson I have ever let inssside me."

L's eyes were wide and his face had lost whatever tension it had on it when Gaara's eyes met his. He shivered when Gaara placed such a small kiss on his palm. Usually, he was the one to perform small sweet gestures towards his lovers and even those weren't always welcomed. Any irritation he felt was pushed away for now. "What do you mean?" He asked, his voice sounding too loud in his ears. "I am the only one you have felt sexually attracted to?"

Gaara was beautiful and L was rapidly realizing how cute he could be when he wasn't trying to get into his pants. Surely there were Jinchuuriki who had been with the alien! This was bad. He was probably going to be tortured before he'd be killed by the Jinchuuriki for taking their second prince's virginity. Even with that thought in mind, L's lips had broken into a wide grin.

He shouldn't be feeling glad about this but it couldn't be helped. The side of him that wanted Gaara for itself was pleased at hearing this. He was Gaara's first! Now there was substance to claiming that Gaara was his mate. Not that he was going to say that out loud, but still.

A flush had crept back up his neck and face as he looked away then back at Gaara, catching his hands. "I am sorry for being rough during your first time. If I had known, I would have not pushed you that far." He said earnestly.

"I didasssk for it." Gaara pointed out, feeling thoroughly pleased as L's face broke out into a grin. L's face had also turned that familiar red color again, highlighting his cheekbones brightly. The man's whole demeanor seemed to have shifted to something far more thrilled, even if he did look a bit sheepish. "You gave me what I wanted. Tough you should know tat I have had sssex before, I jussst never let anyone elssse inssside me. Honessstly, it hurtsss more now than it did lassst night."

Gaara squeezed L's hands once in his own before letting go and running his fingers through the fur on his head, feeling for anymore filth that might have been missed before checking the rest of his body. He really wanted to keep talking to L, but he was sure it wouldn't be a good idea to stay in the water any longer. His skin was already starting to itch.

"I'll probably need help wassshing my tail." Gaara said, starting to lean forward so that he could shift to his knees.

"I will see if the medical bay can give you something to help ease the pain." L said, a little disappointed that Gaara had had previous partners before, but it didn't dampen the high from knowing he'd been Gaara's first. "Yosh! I will be careful not to squeeze your tail too much."

Helping Gaara get onto his knees, L was momentarily struck by a rush of desire from the position. It gave him a clear view of the man's bottom and the puckered entrance he knew would be sore for a few days. A single hushed growl escaped his lips but he didn't do anything but take hold of the alien's tail and gently stroke out the muck from the fur. "Are Jinchuuriki tails really that sensitive?" He asked, working from the base to the tip. The tail was the most exotic thing about Gaara aside from his tongue.

L hoped he wouldn't start developing a fetish for tails.

Gaara glanced behind him at the small growl, but couldn't say anything before he gasped and jolted. His tail had been feeling to heavy, sluggish, and awkward in the water, but as soon as L touched it he forgot all that and lifted it higher on instinct. Ooooh, that felt really good. Luckily, his tail was one of the few places that wasn't hurting.

"N-not for everyone." Gaara forced out, gripping the sides of the tub as L continued to stroke and pet his wet fur. "But for m-mossst. Te nervesss in my tail are connected to te ressst of my b-body. Touching my tail te right way isss like giving me a full body massssage, or-"

Gaara cut himself off with a sudden, powerful rattle emerged from deep in his throat. Lee had just stroked the underside close to the base, easily the most sensitive spot on the whole length of his tail. The nerves up his spine and across his skin tingled heavily in response. That felt really, really good. Though he was surprised with the intensity of his reaction, he was sure that was just because it was Lwho was touching him there.

L was in the middle of dipping Gaara's tail back into the water to rinse it when the Jinchuuriki suddenly let out one of those loud rattles again. He was struck once more by how weird it sounded, and how eroticnow that he knew what it truly meant. It somehow suited the alien more than moans and groans would.

L's hand froze where it was wrapped around Gaara's tail, his eyes lidding slightly as he glanced at the appendage. "Or...?" He asked without really listening now as he pondered which part of it got Gaara to react like that. While the chemical wasn't affecting him as strongly now, it still coursed in his blood. There were still pangs of indignation knowing that he was being affected by a drug, but the way Gaara looked on his knees and fully trusting L not to harm him in such a vulnerable position eased those feelings away for now.

His thumb brushed over the top of the base while resting his other hand on Gaara's thigh, ready to catch the Jinchuuriki if his sore body would react as strongly as it had last night. The 'pleasure spot' on Gaara's tail didn't seem to be on top or on the sides... He wasn't looking for it, no, he was just...exploring.

Humming quietly, he rubbed the curved underside of it, almost touching the puckered skin near the alien's entrance. "Your fur is very soft," he said. "I have never touched anything as soft before."

Gaara jerked and his jaw dropped as L found the spot again, rubbing and stroking deliberately. It sent waves of tingling electricity over his nerves in response. Even though his body was sore and aching, L's scent and touch were driving him crazy. Even after all they'd done together last night, it was like the Jinchuuriki's thirst for his mate would never go away.

Gaara clicked and hissed a breathless response in his own language, furrowing his brow and failing to maintain his coherency.

"R-right tere-" He managed to choke out in English. Gaara began to pant as he spread his legs wider under the water. He gasped and hissed as his groin dipped in and out of the liquid, sparking the oddest sensations. It was still so weird to be submerged in this much water, let alone having it splash against some of the most sensitive parts of his body. "Lee- t-tat feels r-really, really good-"

L wet his lips with a swipe of his tongue. Gaara looked so good and he could smell a deep aromatic scent wafting from his body that had him breathing deeply again and again. He shut his eyes and shook his head quickly, trying to snap himself out of the haze starting to settle around his senses. He'd promised he wouldn't take advantage of Gaara!

But damn if the Jinchuuriki wasn't asking for it.

With his tail raised high like that it was easy for L to rub it while his eyes took in the alien's body, made even more visible when Gaara spread his legs so wantonly and said those kind of things. Like this, he could clearly see the abuse he'd inflicted on Gaara's body last night- all the bruises shaped like fingers around his hips, the bite marks on his shoulders, and the lovebites dotting from his neck to his back. The welts from the cords had begun to lighten already but they were still very visible. Despite all the marks on the alien's body, it still seemed like Gaara wanted a repeat performance of last night with that huge length of his already starting to twitch. Strangely enough, the alien's cock looked much bigger than it did a moment ago.

The tub was designed to keep the waters a certain temperature depending on presets. At the moment, L wished the waters were cool to disrupt the heightened air of arousal between them. "Gaara." He said with a breath. "You look- I do not want..."

L's brows knotted in frustration. He couldn't even be sure of what he really wanted knowing he was under Gaara's chemical! He knelt up and brushed back Gaara's wet hair from his face, his own expression growing both troubled and aroused. This wasn't him! He didn't just have sex with someone he'd met for a day! But his body wanted the Jinchuuriki so bad...

"Prince Gaara..." Brows furrowed and determination flaring in his eyes, he pulled his hand up into a fist and asked with all emotion, "Please go out with me!"

Forget N's warning. The beautiful Springtime of Love was the solution to all of this! He'd win Gaara's heart and their Youthful Passion would finally have a place in all this. (And familiar ground for L to stand on amidst everything else.)

"Go out... wit you?" Gaara murmured, blinking at the sudden loss of his lover's hands on him. The hormones were still active in his body, making it hard to think straight. L's smell, his touch, his voice- Gaara shook his head and tried to concentrate on what his mate was saying.

"Yesss, I'll go out wit you." Gaara agreed, sitting up and reaching for L's body. He hadn't heard the earth term 'going out' before, but he could assume from their current mood and situation that it was something sexual. Gaara could sense the arousal in his lover's body, and he could feel the desire in the agent's stroking fingers before he'd let go. He gripped the hem of L's pants and began to undo the buckle, swishing his tail behind him in the water. He couldn't do much in his condition, but he could certainly help L 'go out'.

Oblivious of Gaara's misunderstanding, L exhaled in relief. He knew where to go from here on. Besides, there was still that possibility between them and he wasn't one to turn it down despite N's warnings. Hard work would overcome the fate N was so set on blaming for circumstance. The sigh was cut when Gaara's hands found his pants and began to undo his buckle.

L's eyes widened as he caught at the alien's hands, face gaining a dark hue. "Please do not. You are still hurting, Prince Gaara." He said. Even with his protest, he could feel the desire that had surged through him last night begin to stir again.

Gaara blinked rapidly with his hands gripped in L's, and it took him a few seconds to process the fact that he'd been stopped. If there was one thing about the mating chemical that he wished he could do without, it was the total lack of any focus or coherent thought. He just couldn't think straight when L was affecting him!

Gaara slowly took a deep breath, frowning in thought as he tried to rein himself in. L was right; he wasn't in any sort of condition to be having sex again, even if they did avoid penetration. But if it weren't for the ache in his body to remind him as he moved, he wouldn't have been able to hold himself back. He could feelL's arousal down to his bones, and it was very difficult to ignore. But the agent had been very clear so far today that he didn't want a repeat of last night, at least not yet.

"What did you mean by 'going out'?" Gaara asked, shaking his head as he tried to distract himself. If it had been a sexual term, L wouldn't have stopped him. Gaara gripped L's hands more tightly as he tried to pull himself out of the tub, ready to be done with his bath.

L held on to Gaara's hands while the other got ahold of himself. The effort the Jinchuuriki was making brought a weight on L's chest. No matter how bad the chemical was running through his body, he could see now how Gaara had to struggle with it just to retain his senses. And the worse thing was he wouldn't have helped matters by rubbing his tail.

He stood up as soon as he saw Gaara trying to get out of the tub, reaching for one of the towels kept in stock in the bathroom shelves. Wrapping the soft cloth around Gaara's shoulders, he bent to carry the Jinchuuriki. "Going out is another term for building a relationship," he explained while silently berating himself. Of course Gaara wouldn't understand Earth slang. "It means I want to court you properly to see if anything...more...can come from this even if we are not from the same species or culture."

A warm flush had crept up his neck and ears as he brought Gaara back to the bedroom where he could see the soiled sheets still adorning the bed. The combined sight of the bed and what he was trying to explain had him stumbling over what he'd been saying. "That is, only if you are still willing! I will understand if you do not want it- You are a Prince among your people and I do not even know how your people would accept such a union. I just...I cannot leave things be when I have been physically intimate with you already."

"You tink I wouldn't want you?" Gaara asked, appalled. He clung tighter to L's shoulders at the thought. "I'll comply to your cussstomss. And my ssstatuss assss royalty shoudln't matter; we're free to do what we want for the mossst part. My broter and sssisster might not like it right away, but tat doesn't matter."

Gaara shifted in L's arms, reaching up to run his wet fingers through the agent's hair as he thought. He hadn't really considered most of the implications of having a human mate yet, but he wasn't concerned. He'd always made his own decisions, regardless of what the council thought was 'proper', or what Temari deemed

safe. Ironically enough, the only time he'd been kidnapped was off the 'safe' palace grounds.

A delicious tingle ran through L's scalp from Gaara's fingers. He leaned into the touch with a bright smile coming to his lips, reassured by the Jinchuuriki's words. "Then I will do my best to learn about your own customs and people. And about you."

Moving to the bed, he slipped one foot out of his shoes and nudged aside the soiled sheets. The edge of it wasn't as dirty as the rest at least. He gently set Gaara onto it, wrapping the towel closer against the other's body. L was used to touching and being touched, and he loved how Gaara didn't seem to be averse to physical contact even if they'd only known each other since yesterday. He brushed his fingers across the Jinchuuriki's soft cheek before reaching for the clothes he'd brought for Gaara. "These should be warmer than the medical gown given to you before." He said, presenting the long-sleeved black turtleneck and loose pants from their undercover department.

"I hope they fit. I could not find anything with a hole for your tail though." He said apologetically. "I can cut out one for you if you wish."

Gaara began scrubbing his head with the towel as he was set down, not wanting his ears to be wet any longer. He was glad he was clean, but he decidedly did not like baths.

He took the sweater when L handed it to him, and held it up to examine. It looked warm, which he was grateful for. Suna was much hotter than Earth, and he was worried he'd get sick if he didn't find a way to keep warm soon. He stared at the pants for a while before shaking his head.

"No, I will jussst hide my tail. I would not want to ruin the pantsss." Gaara decided, taking the clothing from L and setting it on the bed beside him. He pulled the sweater over his head, wincing and hissing as he stretched the bruised muscles in his ribs. "You will have to help me ssstand to do thisss."

Helping Gaara tug the sweater over his head, L winced in sympathy at the pain he could smell emanating from Gaara. "All right." He stood up and knelt one leg on the bed before sliding an arm along the curve of the alien's back to pull him up. The sweater provided some protection from anything pressing against the bruises on Gaara's body at least. Setting his hands on Gaara's hips, he supported him as he helped him stand.

"How can your race hide parts of your body?" He asked curiously. He hadn't witnessed the whole transformation of the smugglers earlier after all.

"It wasss sssometing we developed for battle." Gaara explained, placing a hand on L's shoulder as he stood carefully. "Different racesss of Jinchuuriki have a different number of tailsss. We hide them so tat we cannot be sssingled out."

Gaara closed his eyes and focused briefly on his tail, convincing the appendage to pull back into his body. His fur flattened and his body stiffened briefly in discomfort.

"I can hide my earsss, too, but I won't if I don't have to." Gaara said, sitting back down and reaching for the pants.

L watched as the tail he'd come to secretly adore slid into Gaara's body until there was no trace of it left. Jinchuuriki had really strange anatomy, he thought. There wasn't any trace of the appendage even if Gaara's body looked like it couldn't hide anything. "I cannot imagine how more tails can be hidden inside one's body." He said. While a little disturbed by the spectacle, he'd seen far worse transformations- and much, much messier ones.

He ran his fingers over the ears on top of the alien's head. "Chief Zed- the one in charge of the MIB headquarters where you are at -has assigned you as my current mission. I doubt I will be sent out on the field any time soon because of that." He suddenly perked up, blinking at Gaara. "I almost forgot!"

Moving to the side table, he pulled it towards the edge of the bed in front of Gaara and took off the heating lid from the plate. "I hope you can eat this. You must be hungry after everything that went on yesterday." He said. After consulting with the medical bay, salt water fish was the closest Earth food the Jinchuuriki could consume. "I will also need to take down what your species usually eats and if you have any other necessities."

Gaara sniffed in interest as he examined the strange food in front of him. It looked unusual, but it smelled good. So good in fact, that just the smell of it was making his stomach clench in anticipation. Gaara reached forward and ripped off a small strip and popped it into his mouth, chewing eagerly. The taste was good, but the texture was a little too soft. Jinchuuriki have sharp teeth because most of the food on Suna was so tough.

"Tank you, Lee." Gaara said appreciatively, smiling up at his mate. "Tis will do."

With Gaara smiling at him like that, L's face gained a deeper blush as he rubbed at the back of his head with a grin. "You are welcome!" It relieved him to know that there weresome things Gaara could eat here.

Pulling out the pad and pen he'd brought with him, he uncapped the pen with his mouth as he crossed one leg over the other. "What kind of place is Suna? Can you please describe the climate, general geology and visible organisms on the planet?" With Gaara dressed and eating now, it was time to take this 'mission' seriously.

Gaara continued to eat, but spoke between bites. He explained that Suna was a very dry, hot place. Common sand storms destroyed all but the most resilient of plants. Most of their food came from the strong bugs and animal like creatures that tunnel underground. Water was scarce, but essential. The land was full of dips and tall hills, mostly cliffs and long stretches of sand. There were other versions of Suna's geography of course, but most Bijuus- Gaara's particular race of Jinchuuriki- came from the desert portion.

Gaara finished his meal quickly, and cleared his throat with a grimace. His voice was still sore, and every word he spoke was becoming softer and softer. It was getting to the point where he couldn't even hear himself.

Listening and taking down notes for his report later, L found himself growing more and more interested in this place Gaara hailed from, and the Jinchuuriki himself. Most alien races had vastly different worlds, though the few who could survive on Earth had homeworlds with mostly similar atmospheric conditions. "Earth has similar features to your planet." he said once Gaara had finished.

His brows had furrowed in concern at the increasing softness of the alien's voice. Slipping the pad and pen into his pants pocket, he took the empty plate with him and squeezed Gaara's arm gently. "That is enough for today." He said with a smile. "Rest for now. We can continue this when you have recovered."

Bringing Gaara's hand up to his mouth, he planted a single chaste kiss on the back of the Jincuuriki's hand- a taste of what L meant by courting him. "I will be back to replace the sheets on your bed." He definitely wouldn't want anyone seeing the mess they made or disturbing his mate- Prince Gaara.

"I've been resssting enough." Gaara protested. "All day. Can we go sssomewere?"

Now that he'd had something to eat, a bath, and something to change into, Gaara was feeling restless. He'd been trapped in a small room for the past month, and now that he'd escaped he wanted to get out and do something. Now that he'd bonded with his mate, and even had a conversation with him that didn't involve sex, he wanted to see more of this strange planet. He'd only ever left Suna once before, and it was as a small child.

L cocked his head slightly to the side. "Well, I can tour you around the MIB base. And we have observation decks along the bridge and tunnel systems. But we will need clearance from the Chief if I am to take you out to the city." Not to mention Gaara first had to be given the all-clear since he was a royal prince who'd just been kidnapped and was the source of the H-4u drug..

"Are you certain you are up for walking around now?" He asked.

"I will need sssome help, but I can go out. I don't want to ssstay in one placcce for any longer." Gaara said. He pushed the table aside and put a hand on the mattress as he lowered his feet to the floor and tried putting some weight onto his legs. He winced and quickly leaned back into the mattress again. "Maybe a lot of help. Te water helped, but it will take sssome time."

Gaara's insistence to go out had L sighing. How could he refuse him when he knew Gaara had been kept in that glass room for a month? This wasn't really allowed but... "All right. How about if I take you to one of the immersion rooms at the base while I clean your bed and file a quick report?" He suggested."There should be a viewing deck overlooking New York City from there- the place where you are staying now. And some books and data banks on different Earth cultures. When I am done, I can join you and take you around the base."

"Alright." Gaara agreed after a pause, nodding slowly. He'd much rather be spending all his time with L, but he understood that he wouldn't be able to hang around if he couldn't even walk for himself, and L needed to clean up the room after the mess they'd made last night. "I ssshould learn more about tis world anyway, if I'm going to be ssstaying here. What isss your cccity like?"

Gaara leaned over until his arms were wrapped around L's neck, pulling himself closer until he was almost on the man's lap. He'd assumed that L would be carrying him again.

Wrapping his own arms around Gaara was starting to feel instinctive with the number of time he'd done it in just two days, and the way he could still sense what Gaara was feeling. L set the plate he was still holding on the bed and hefted the alien into his arms. He rather liked how the Jinchuuriki didn't hesitate to show he needed him.

He began to explain as he headed out of the guest room and made his way to the lifts. "New York is a very large city with many districts and different kinds of people living here. Here on Earth, we also have different races with different features but we do not live exclusively in one place like your kind does. Migrating to another race's land is normal for us, as is interracial relationships," he explained.

Along the way, a few of the worms passed by them calling out hoots and jabs at the two. There weren't a lot of humans on this floor since it was the temporary residence for the variety of aliens visiting here. The few aliens who were heading to their rooms or going out, peered curiously at the Jinchuuriki being carried in a human's arms.

Gaara listened to L and glanced around as he was carried down a hallway. He nodded briefly at the worms in greeting, not even trying to understand what their hooting was all about. It sounded like Earth had much more diversity than Suna. It was difficult for the Jinchuuriki to imagine having a number of different races all living peacefully together, or visiting another race's land and not having to be on guard. While there weren't currently any open wars between the nine races, there was plenty of tension.

"If interracial relationssshipsss are normal, ten it won't be an problem tat you're wit me?" L had seemed concerned about what Gaara's people would think, but Gaara hadn't wondered until now if it would be an issue for L.

"That is harder to say for sure." L said as he entered one of the lifts and told the worm manning the elevator to take them to the next floor down. Leaning against the elevator wall to give room to one of the bigger species of alien residing there (this one was as big as three people combined), he pulled Gaara to himself and spoke in a quieter voice. "Technically, no one on Earth is aware that there is alien life. Our agency, the MIB, keeps them oblivious to this. We don't answer to any government because of this." He frowned slightly, nose wrinkling. "You will see why when you read some of our history. Mankind is not prepared to handle the rest of the galaxy.

"Because of my position, I am not really allowed to form any relations. But I am sure that rule was made to keep agents from telling non-MIB citizens about the truth." The lift reached the next floor quickly enough and L had to pause as he exited the lift and into the busier social rooms for both aliens and humans alike. "Let us continue this in the immersion room." He murmured to Gaara as he nodded at his fellow agents.

"Human aren't ready for te ressst of te galexy?" Gaara murmured out loud. Yes, that made sense. While he wouldn't say so again in front of L, humans were known for being panicky and and primitive. But how an organization could hide so many visiting aliens from the rest of the world... it seemed like a very trying task.

"How long will you take to clean up te room?"

Heading for the immersion rooms, L kept Gaara close to him as they passed by the mixed species mess hall and recreation chambers. The MIB may be running on their own funds, but with the technology they'd confiscated over the years, they'd managed to keep a pretty sweet setup.

"Only a few minutes. But the report may take longer. I will be back in half an hour." He promised as he entered one out of four immersion rooms, choosing one that would face the Statue of Liberty for Gaara's benefit. There were two other aliens inside. With the room setup on the top of the bridge towers, it was designed with a circular deck with leather seats for viewers to rest on. The middle section was divided into a library and holographic pads accessing the slightly limited online database on Earth that aliens were allowed to know. It didn't include some of the more obscene things humans did out of protection and to keep the peace in the base. All this he explained to Gaara as he set him down on his feet near one of the seats.

"I promise I will be quick. If I do not come back in half an hour, I will do twenty laps around the base to make up for it!" He said, giving Gaara a thumbs up and a grin.

"Alright. I will be here." Gaara said, grabbing the back of a chair and lowering himself carefully into the seat. He looked at the screen of the computer, trying to decide what he wanted to know most about earth. He wanted to know more about MIB, but that seemed like something that would be restricted. He reached up and took hold of L's tie and pulled him down until they were on the same level. He gave his mate a brief kiss on the lips before turning to the computer screen.

Despite the briefness of the kiss, a warmth had spread over L's face at the kiss. With the two aliens in the room with them, he settled for stroking Gaara's ears and kissing the side of his head. He was grinning widely by the time he waved at the Jinchuuriki and headed off to file his report and do some quick housekeeping.

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Gaara smirked and began clicking sporadically, the Jinchuuriki method of laughing. The worm he was currently talking to was detailing some of the 'adventures' that many of the agents with MIB had gone through saving Earth over and over again. It seemed that the entire planet was in danger nearly once or twice a month. It obviously made things very eventful around here. Agent N had seemed very stuck up and stiff whenever Gaara had seemed him, but the worms claimed that the man had had his fair share of dirty work, too.

Nearly a week had passed since the Suna Prince had escaped on Earth, and he was finally starting to find his way around the MIB base. He spent most of his time with L, touring the base or looking over the New York skyline, but he'd also spent some time with the other aliens. Most were quite happy on this small, quaint planet. But while the agents had most things taken care of, there was an obvious lack of hands around the base, and the human's knowledge of the galaxy paled in comparison to what Gaara had studied as a small kit. He'd even stepped in and translated for a visiting alien of a new species once. He normally wouldn't have bothered, but he'd wanted to show off for his mate.

Gaara set down his water glass and gave the worm a quick farewell before going off in search of said mate. The worms had tried convincing him to drink coffee a couple more times since their first offer, but he'd stayed away from the bitter smelling drink. He left the break room and started walking down a small hallway. L was somewhere nearby.

These days, it wasn't as strange for the two to be seen together anymore.

L had only been assigned three minor missions since he'd found Gaara; on the days when the agency was overworked and spread thin trying to clean up one mess after another. Together with N, they'd been able to contain most of the laced drugs spread by the smugglers but there were still shipments they hadn't tracked down. His first priority was still ensuring that Gaara remained safe for when the Jinchuuriki came. Whenever that was. They still hadn't heard anything from Suna despite having sent out messages of Gaara waiting for his people to their outposts in the nearby star systems.

On the other hand, L tried not to think too much of the day when Gaara's people came. Would it mean the Jinchuuriki would be taken home? Or can Gaara stay as he'd said he could? Whatever the case, the two had slowly started to get to know one another during the times when Gaara's mating chemical wasn't acting up.

The agent in question was actually only a few turns away from where Gaara was.

L was in a lively conversation with another agent, his sunglasses sliding down the edge of his nose as he gestured. "Reiley is developing a new weapon contained in a watch." He said excitedly. "He has promised to have a prototype brought to the training grounds tomorrow!"

"What kind of weapon?" The other agent asked.

"One that shoots spikes! It is a good alternative to just throwing things at people." L said, before he caught a whiff of his mate. He'd given up trying to correct the way his thoughts referred to Gaara. The chemical was still in his blood and it decreed that the Jinchuuriki was [i]his mate.[/i]

Gaara turned around the corner and began to rattle in his throat as he spotted L talking to another agent. He walked up and wrapped his arms around one of L's, leaning into his mate's side and looking up with his ears perked happily.

"Hello." Gaara said to the other agent briefly, before pulling L down for a kiss on the cheek. He hissed low into his mate's ear, inhaling the man's intoxicating aroma giddily. "I missssed you."

The other agent coughed in his hand and raised his brows above his shades. "I'll leave you two alone." He said awkwardly.

L's face had turned a nice shade of red as he wrapped an arm around Gaara's waist. A shiver went up his spine at the hiss, his own heightened sense of smell taking in his mate's scent. "I am sorry O, maybe you can join me at the training grounds tomorrow." He said quickly before looking down at Gaara.

"I missed you too, Prince Gaara." He chuckled, rubbing the furred ears in return. "Though it has only been a few minutes since we were together."

"O-kay, I'm going L." Hastily making his retreat, the other agent made his way down the hall. No one could forget the time L was caught trying to avoid a horny Gaara. As long as L kept a syringe of anti-medication with him, Chief Zed allowed their relations to continue (though he'd given them a talk on the possible consequences of having an interspecies relationship, including the not so subtle reminder that agents didn't have romantic liaisons for a reason).

Left alone with his mate, L ducked down and gave Gaara a firmer kiss.

Gaara rattled deeper and wrapped his arms around the agent's shoulders, pulling himself up so that he was practically hanging off the man. He was trying sohard not to use his tongue, because L wasn't supposed to be horny on the job, but it wasn't easy. The chemical pooled in his mouth every time he so much as smelled his lover, and instinct always told him to inject the object of his arousal.

Every day since their first meeting, Gaara had been unbearably aroused by his mate's presence. He found that the more time he spent with L, the more of a tolerance he could build for his urges. But if they spent so much as a few hours apart, Gaara would grow just as desperate and needy with lust as he'd been their first night together when they'd meet again. There wasn't a single day yet that he hadn't tried getting into his lover's pants at least once or twice an hour, but L was surprisingly resilient. He seemed determined to complete the Earth rituals of 'dating', and apparently that meant not having sex on an hourly basis. But the Jinchuuriki kept trying, and even managed to get his lover to cave on two occasions. The first he'd still been too sore for penetration, but the second he'd been fucked out of his mind.

"What elssse do you need to do today?" Gaara asked when he'd allowed L to emerge for air.

L pushed up his shades to keep them from sliding down and smiled at Gaara. "I do not have anything pressing to do for the day." He replied, stroking his hand up and down Gaara's back fondly. "But I do have good news! You have been cleared for visiting the city. Though you must be accompanied by me and N at all times."

He'd have wanted it to be only the two of them as a date, but it was for Gaara's protection. Besides, N held the keys to the car. "If you want, we can go as soon as N finishes with his work."

"I can go ssssee New York?" Gaara asked, his eyes gleaming as he processed that. He'd been looking at the city skyline for long enough; he wanted to see the place where his mate lived! "Can we ssssee te taxi driversss everyone talksss about?"

Gaara was also curious about what other humans were like. Before he'd gotten to know L a bit better, he'd assumed that all humans were unintelligent, archaic creatures. But L and all the other agents at MIB had proved to be quite smart, and very capable. Some were more eccentric than others, but it was hard not to be in a place where aliens of all different species gathered. But he knew now that the agents were unique and hand picked among many hundreds. What could it be like in a real human society?

Grinning at the gleam in Gaara's eyes, L nodded happily. He knew it was a good move to plead for Gaara's clearance even if it meant joining the cleanup committee for a few missions. "Yes, but it would be better to avoid any trouble on your first visit."

L took hold of Gaara's hand and squeezed it. "I will take you to see a few districts near the base. There is one part of downtown New York where most of the residents are actually aliens. We cannot let anyone know that you are a prince of course, but I want to show you that Earth is more than what most make of it." He began to lead them towards N's office where he knew his partner would be filing today's report.

Gaara squeezed L's hand in return as he was led to N's office. He nodded in greeting to the agents and aliens they passed in the hall, walking closer to his mate as he did. He looped his arm fully with L's as they passed a small group, smiling and hissing in greeting as they went by. He didn't know what Earth customs dictated, but he liked to send a clear message that L was taken. He'd made a point of clinging or showing affection for the human while others were around.

"Will I have to wear a disssguise if I hide my tail and earsss?" Gaara asked, thinking about what he knew regarding human anatomy. Unlike Jinchuuriki, human races were almost completely the same aside from skin color and small things like facial features, at least from what Gaara could tell. None of them had tails, claws, gills, or any extra eyes.

"Hmm, I expect we would need to find something to go over your head so your face would not be that visible. But that is about it." L said.

While Gaara tended to hiss to show that L was his, the man simply offered apologetic smiles towards the other agents. He'd had to remind Gaara not to do it when his superiors were around, especially not when the one being hissed at was Chief Zed or one of the veteran agents. N's office was actually just a cubicle among many where agents could do their reports and immediately have it filed into their system.

"N!" He called cheerfully once they were near. "How are your reports coming along?"

Looking up from his work, Agent N's already frowning face gained a few stress lines. "Slow." He said in a clipped voice. Ever since L told him he planned on courting Gaara, he'd had to listen to him talk about the alien on and on and on. But he couldn't fault L for a lack of work. The man kept up his share of the job even when he was preoccupied with the prince.

"N." Gaara greeted with a nod. He resisted the urge to hiss at the man, since the agent never gave any sign that he'd heard the noise when Gaara tried it before. "Did you hear I've been cleared to leave te bassse?"

Gaara glanced around the small cubical, noting the desk covered in papers and the lack of decorations, aside from a picture in the far corner of a bird perched on top of an open cage. N's suit was barely wrinkled, though his expression was tired.

"I heard." N said, pushing away from his work and brushing away the few strands of hair that had escaped from his single low pony tail. His pale eyes shifted from L to Gaara and back at his partner. "I expect you want me to drive you around now." He said dryly.

"Only when you are finished with your work." L said, taking in the papers on N's desk. He vowed to get N something nice when he could. No wonder his poor partner was always annoyed! He didn't have anything to take his mind off of his work from time to time besides his pet bird, Unmei. "If there is anything I can do to help, just say the word."

One brow raising, N crossed his arms. "What exactly are you planning?"

L smiled at N. "I just wish to give Gaara the standard tour we give visiting dignitaries. And check up on our contacts downtown while we are at it." He was still an agent and his work went hand in hand with everything he did.

"We're ready whenever you are." Gaara said, glancing again at the paperwork warily. It looked like this could take a while. He reminded himself to be respectful to his mate's partner, despite his restlessness to go out with L and see the city. "Tank you for your help, N."

"Hn." N nodded, moving back to his desk. Actually, Gaara had helped them far more than he knew. With the question of where the drugs were coming from, their investigation had grown considerably more manageable. All they needed now was to locate the shipments and weed out the contacts those Jinchuuriki smugglers had among the resident aliens and humans in the trade. "Give me twenty minutes."

Beaming at his partner, L clasped N's shoulder in thanks. "That is the spirit N! Hard work must always be balanced with time to rest to invigorate yourself for new challenges!"

Letting out a long breath through his nose once L's hand left his shoulder, N held up a hand and twitched it in a 'shoo' motion twice. "Yes. Fine. Let me work already L."

"You know what twenty minutesss isss long enough for?" Gaara hissed, standing on his toes so that he could whisper into his lover's ear as they turned to walk outside the cubical. He wrapped his arm around L's waist and slipped his hand into the man's back pocket, gently squeezing his ass as they walked.

Looking up to snipe at the pair, N regretted it when he saw Gaara's little trick. He forced his eyes back on the page in front of him and tried to erase the sight (and the memory of his partner and Gaara in the car) from his mind.

L's face had exploded into a dark flush again as he and Gaara left the offices. "Gaara." He protested in a hushed voice despite the arousal hitting him together with Gaara's scent. "Again?"

"We haven't done anyting yet today." Gaara reminded him, a hint of frustration leaking into his expression as he thought about L's resistance so far. He really didn't see what was so bad about having sex with his mate everyday- or several times a day, but L seemed determined to hold out. This was one Earth custom he would have preferred to do without.

Once they were in the halls, L rubbed at Gaara's side with his thumb. "I know how the chemical affects you." He said, hearing and smelling the frustration in his mate. "But I would also want to spend time with you outside of the bedroom, so to speak. I do not want our relationship to just be a sexual one." L was still a man, and sex appealed to him very much. He just wished he and Gaara had more freedom to do more romantic things together on the base. It was just how he was.

"It'sss not jussst te chemical, you know. You're very ssssexy, I don't need to be drugged to know tat." Gaara said, giving L's ass one more squeeze before pulling his hand out of the agent's back pocket with a sigh. As much as he wanted to drag L back to his nest and ride him for the next hour or so, he could see his mate's point. Strong relationships between mates was rare in Suna, but he understood what it was that L was aiming for, and he could admit that it was something they both wanted.

"What kind of work do you need to do while we're in te cccity?" Gaara asked. "Anyting dangerousss?"

Glancing behind them and in front, there was no one passing through the hall at the moment.

L's eyes lidded before he pulled Gaara against him and tilted his chin up. "You are very sexy too, my Gaara. And I do want you. So much." He said softly, "I promise I will make it up to you when we return from the city." And by now, he hoped Gaara would recognize he was a man who kept his promises to the letter.

He scratched behind Gaara's ears and kissed him on the nose before relaxing his hold on him. "And the work I need to do is just basic checks with our contacts. N and I need to make sure nothing bad is happening in the downtown communities."

Gaara purred heavily as he was kissed, rattling his throat as his eyes narrowed in pleasure. Just one little kiss seemed to make him melt both inside and out as his body relaxed against his mate's. He couldn't help leaning his head into L's hand as the man massaged his ears just the right way. L's touch always seemed to make his whole body feel like pudding.

"Alright, I can wait." Gaara agreed, though he didn't back away. He wrapped his arms around L's neck and pulled him down for another kiss, breathing the man's delicious scent as if it were a lifeline. He'd barely touched their lips together before he heard a loud hooting and whistling noise at the end of the hall. Gaara glanced over and saw several worms gathered together, making lewd signs and cackling like madmen. Gaara hissed at them, wrinkling his nose unhappily at the interruption.

If Gaara hissed at the worms, L growled at them and tugged off his shades. He'd been having an intimate moment with his mate! "Do you not have anything better to do?" He snorted. That only brought more snickers from the worms. L had never been angry at anyone at the base before and this was amusing them greatly.

Frowning at the creatures, L said, "I am sure Chief Zed would be happy to allocate the budget for coffee on more projects for you worms to work on."

"Oooh, L's got bark andbite, now! Your new plaything's doing you some good after all!" one of the worms hollered gleefully. Another worm smacked the first on the head, it's eyes wide with horror at the thought of losing their coffee budget. Those that were still laughing were quickly hauled off by those that took the threat seriously, until they were around another corner and far down the hallways.

"What do tey mean by 'playting'?" Gaara asked, raising a bald brow. "Do tey mean me?"

Gaara leaned away from L, thinking about the day ahead. It was about four o'clock and he was starting to get hungry. So far, there were just a few things that Gaara could eat. Fish was the best by far, but he could have most meats. Some veggies were okay, but he didn't like them. He still didn't know much about Earth seasonings, either, but he found that everything tasted better when it was loaded with salt. He could have fruit, too, but he could only handle the fructose in small amounts.

"Can I eat in te cccity, or ssshould I eat here, firssst?" The Jinchuuriki asked.

Those worms...L shook his head at they headed off, petting down Gaara's hair. "Yes. But do not mind them. You are not my plaything or any object to be possessed." He faced the Jinchuuriki and smiled. "It might be safer for you to eat here for now. But later on, I will take you to eat at places where I know the cooks and can vouch for the safety of their dishes."

He blinked and snapped, seeming to remember something as his eyes widened and he gestured towards the lift. "Let us get you a new outfit in the meantime." Maybe the undercover department could provide Gaara with some standard clothing to wear around the base as well. The alien had only been given two clothes to wear so far. The first was the shirt and pants that L brought him, and the second was some light robes fashioned after the type of clothing Gaara had told L from Suna's culture. Those were for when Gaara would go home with the Jinchuuriki, as a sign that Earth wasn't as primitive as most believed it to be.

"Alright." Gaara agreed, following his mate down the hall. "We'll eat here, and find sssometing to wear. Tat'll take up time until N isss ready for usss. Will I need to find sssometing to hide my ssskin color?"

Gaara wasn't sure if there was any race of human's with blue skin, but he hadn't seen any yet. He slipped his hand into L's as they walked, thinking about the day ahead. He was sure that N would be a bit of a buzz-kill, but he was determined not to complain... much.

L threaded their fingers together as they headed for the undercover department. "Can you hide your skin color the way you can hide your ears and tail? If not, we do have some illusion bands at hand." Over the last few days, he'd recorded what Gaara had told him about his species both for the MIB's database and his own budding curiosity in Sunan culture. For a prince of his kind, Gaara was very different from the usual alien royalty they encountered.

The undercover department was on the upper levels, closer to the surface because of its purpose. Not all aliens could borrow or have disguises made for them, but those given clearance were allowed to commission new outfits. The department was especially useful for those who wanted to gain residency on Earth and needed help blending in. Those fashion-challenged individuals on the street? Most likely they were those who didn't go through the seminars by the department.

"No, I can't hide my ssskin color." Gaara said, shaking his head. "Tere are a few different colorsss of Jinchuuriki, in all te racccesss, ssso ssskin color wasssn't someting we needed to hide in battle."

The two rounded a corner and came up to an elevator. Gaara pressed the up button, and leaned into L's side while he waited for the lift to arrive.

While waiting, L rubbed the inside of Gaara's ears and scratched at the furred shell behind it. He'd grown extremely fond of the Jinchuuriki's unique features, especially his ears and tail. The alien's tongue was another matter. That one had L hot and bothered knowing what it could do after the first time Gaara got him to cave in and have sex again.

The lift came shortly. It was a short walk to the undercover department where aliens and humans were bustling with activity to find sizes and the specific clothes needed.

"Agent L. Have you been assigned your first undercover mission already?" An agent approached the two as they entered the department, the woman's sleek figure and height about similar to Gaara's. "And you have a guest with you. This must be Prince Gaara."

"Hello G! I am just going to tour Gaara around the city. He is the one who needs the disguise." L grinned at her. "Do you have anything his size on hand?"

Lips quirking up, the agent nodded. "You do know who you're asking that, don't you darling?" She held up a data pad and began pressing on the screen with one hand.

Gaara listened to the exchange between the two agents, examining the slender woman before him. She looked like a busybody as she tapped away at the handheld screen.

"I can wear normal clothesss." Gaara told her, flicking an ear idly. "My tail is visssible in tis outfit, but I can hide it. The earsss, too, ssso I mossstly need sssometing to hide my ssskin." Gaara touched his face and looked up at L thoughtfully. "Ssshould I put fur above my eyesss asss well?"

L leaned over and murmured in Gaara's ear. "Do not worry. She is one of our best undercover agents. She rarely goes out on the field now since she is retiring, so she was put in charge of this department in the meantime." Whenever Gaara met an agent or base personnel for the first time, L would always try to give him a brief background to familiarize Gaara with them. He only gave declassified information of course. But it helped to explain the different kinds of work agents could do, as well as who Gaara could turn to when he needed anything.

"And no, you do not need to put on eyebrows." He said with a soft chuckle. "There are humans born with little to no eyebrows or shave it themselves."

"We have this one in your size." Agent O showed the pad to Gaara. Taking in Gaara's appearance and the best way to explain his red hair and unique eye features, he'd be dressed like a typical college student with a hoodie and jeans.

L's cheeks gained a tinge of pink. He could already picture Gaara wearing that. He'd be so damn cute. "Are you fine with that Gaara?"

"Yesss. Tat isss fine." Gaara agreed after briefly examining the image. He hadn't seen anyone around the base wearing that, but he could assume that was just because they all wore their uniform suits. "Tank you for your help."

Gaara glanced around the department, watching as the many different aliens were outfitted with human styled clothing, as well as several complicated gadgets to help disguise some of the more uniquelybuilt creatures. Gaara was grateful that his outfit at least seemed simpler than the norm.

"Please follow me, Prince Gaara." The woman tucked the data pad under her arm and headed for the fitting rooms.

"I will get you an illusion band while you are changing." L said, clasping Gaara's shoulders reassuringly. "And find you something to wear over your head just in case."

"Alright. I'll be wit you in a moment." Gaara agreed, squeezing L's hand once before turning to follow Agent G.