Chapter 2!


From then on Gaara's behavior was unchanged. He no longer asked unsettling questions nor touched her. Although comfortable, she felt some disappointment with the complete disregard for what had happened. As usual he gazed at her openly with a less than empty expression as she worked and graced her with his occasional smile. She continued to visit his room daily give him regular dosages of human physical contact and communication however the intentions behind each visit slowly started to change. He relished in her company, as did she. She found she was wiping his sweat down with a few bad intentions.

He was a beautiful man indeed. Long red hair, deep mysterious sea green orbs for eyes, a well trained and experienced body toned to perfection. He was successful, powerful, respected, and just down right sexy.

She found herself eyeing the guests he had frequently, as many were women offering the Kazekage gifts, secretaries bringing news and work or ninjas returning from missions to report to him. Who the person Gaara loved was vague. He hardly allowed most visitors to stay more than five to ten minutes with the exception of her solely because she was his care taker.

She decided to ponder it later. She looked over his medical charts and notes. His health was looking great and his mental stability was improving fast. Her heart sank. Soon she would have no purpose here. She jumped when someone entered the room. Kankuro grinned at her.

"Gaara's guest has left. He is calling for you now." He said with a suggestive smile on his face.

She rolled her eyes and got up to follow him next door.

Three knocks graced the wooden door and Gaara's husky voice came from inside. "Enter." They did just that. Sakura hurried to Gaara's side with a smile knowing he would give her full details on who had just visited and why. Kankuro watched in amusement. These two's relationship was nothing unknown to anyone but themselves. But Kankuro knew both would retract if one were to try and point it out. He cleared his throat and the two turned to him.

"Dinner is almost ready, around thirty minutes. Finish up your date." He snickered leaving the room. Sakura blushed and Gaara stared between the blushing girl and where his brother was just standing.

"Haruno-san?" He asked. She jumped and looked at him feebly trying to force down her blush. He looked back at his paperwork and continued his discussion from before.

Sakura thanked him mentally for not asking about her reddened face. She knew he probably didn't understand what had happened but his social skills improved to the point that he knew he shouldn't ask at the moment. They finished their conversation and parted to ready for dinner. The three siblings and Sakura ate dinner silently at the table. Kankuro and Temari occasionally whispered to one another snickering at whatever was said. Gaara and Sakura exchanged comfortable conversation across from them.

Under the table chakra threads stretched silently over to Gaara and Sakura. They attached to their hands and fingers. Gaara looked down as he felt his hand lift and rest upon the woman next to him's leg. Sakura blushed and followed his gaze. She could only gaze at him in confusion as to not alert Temari and Kankuro.

Her brows furrowed at the sight of his also noticeably confused face. He came to a realization and looked at his brother who was still snickering with his sister. His hand began to slide up and down Sakura's leg gently. They both jumped at the movement. Sakura looked down and he could see even her ears turn a bright red.

She knew he couldn't be doing this himself so what was and why wasn't he saying anything? Why wasn't she? His hand slid up further under her beige skirt to touch her inner thighs. Her eyes widened and she clenched her fists in her lap. Gaara twitched and she could hear sand moving quickly. It surrounded the chakra threads and twisted pulling and unsuspecting Kankuro under the table. Gaara stared at the shocked man.

"I am no puppet." He said quietly continuing his meal. Sakura finished quickly and returned to her room alone. Gaara followed suit. He glanced back at his siblings in warning.

They held their hands up in understanding and defense as he walked after her.


He walked quietly into Sakura's temporary quarters and shut her door. She felt his hand touch her shoulder and her heart beat faster.

"Please forgive me, and my brother." she heard him say before he tried to release her. She grabbed his retreating hand and he looked at her. She stood face to face with him. Her eyes looked clouded and her cheeks flushed a light pink. He watched her silently as her lips leaned closer and closer to his own. Their lips touched and his eyes shut. This was not the same as what had happened before. It was different by far.

It was hotter, more passionate, she nibbled at his bottom lip and forced her tongue into his mouth. He jumped slightly and stepped back. She only followed. Soon he stumbled into a seating position on her bed. Her fogged eyes saw nothing but him.

"I'm going to teach you a lot about social interactions today Gaara." She whispered her hand creeping down his well toned chest. She watched him cringe. She felt his body temperature rise. He seemed confused.

Sakura forced her lips on his once more and he opened to her. His breath hitched as she explored his mouth. She could taste the chocolate from their earlier dessert only bringing their body heat higher. She felt his usually loose pants constricting him as he became erect. She released his lips and allowed him to gasp for breath kissing his neck and collar bones eagerly. His breath hitched again, she could tell he didn't know what he was supposed to be doing.

She broke his train of thought when he felt wetness on his groin. He glanced at her to find her lips sucking on the fabric that barely restrained his length. She felt him shudder at the feeling. She slipped her hand under his robe and pulled his pants down to reveal him. She kissed it playfully watching his reactions.

For the most part she had broken his poker face. His eyes were closed tight, cheeks tinted with a light red and his soft skin glistened with sweat. His eyes opened at her pause and she licked him slowly.

"Ha-Haruno-san..." He tried.

"Sakura." she replied her hot breath caressing him. She heard him grunt and felt his gaze as she jammed his whole length in her mouth. She felt his fingers curl in her hair. She had managed to remove all his clothing while she bobbed her head on his most pleasurable spot. Her clothes were discarded long ago.

She crawled on him also lacking clothing and she watched his eyes run down her body. She felt him harden at the sight of her naked body. His breath was gaspy and she leaned down next to his ears. "Say it. Say my name Gaara." She whispered. He gasped again feeling her breasts on his chest trying to form her name on his tongue.

"Sa-Sakura..." He finally said. She raised her head and smiled giving him another peck on his mouth and moving to his chest and nipples. She grabbed his hand and looked at him.

"Put your fingers here." She whispered to him aligning them at her wet entrance. He felt her around his fingers hot and lubricated. He moved his fingers delighted with the reaction Sakura had. She moaned out and he continued to move his fingers inside her and even added another. She seemed to enjoy it when he sped up or slowed down. Finally she grabbed his thrusting hand and pulled it from her with one last moan. Disappointment washed over him but was quickly washed over by electrical pleasure.

She lined her dripping self over him and came down hard. Gaara sunk his nails into her thighs and Sakura clutched at the bed sheets. Once the original feeling was gone, Sakura began to bounce on him. Gaara twitched and writhed. He'd never felt this before. It was unbearable but so good. The pleasure built up inside him he called her name out. She did the same. Everything turned white.

"Sakura... Sakura!... Sakura!... Sakura? Sakura?" Her head snapped over to him.


She blinked a few times looking at Gaara's usual poker face. "Gaara-san" She mumbled her face reddening to a very noticeable point.

"Are you ok Haruno-san" He questioned. She only stared. He furrowed his brows in worry but pushed it no further.

"It is time for my treatments," he paused "Haruno-san." He stepped back and motioned to the door. He walked out leaving her alone.

'Only a dream? No I wasn't sleeping... What was it...' Gaara returned and she snapped her eyes towards him.

"Oh yes, sorry I was looking for my..clipboard." He walked up reaching towards her. She blushed but his hand passed her and picked her clipboard up and handed it to her. She sighed and followed him to his office. She walked into his office and her clipboard hit the ground. Framed by the dim light from his office window Gaara stood removing his robes and under shirt only clad in his pants and ninja sandals. She inhaled sharply to regain her breath and pick her clipboard up just as Gaara turned to her. He sat in his usual position before her.

She sat beside him taking her tools out of a scroll attached to her clipboard. She checked his heart beat, analyzed his internal condition, and his brain's condition. All seemed fine so she continued to the mental examination. She looked at him and he stared back at her as usual eyes beautiful and blank. The same eyes that lusted for her a few moments ago...

She shook the thought from her head. She sat and smiled wearily at Gaara. He only blinked and continued observing her.

"Ok Gaara. Everything checks out so now a few questions like we usually do. Don't leave out any details or troubled please." She said. He nodded once.

"Any more dreams since then?" She asked glancing up at him. He thought momentarily and shook his head. She wrote something.

"Any headaches or pains?" She asked. He shook his head again and she wrote again.

"How have your social interactions been with your people and family?" She asked looking up at him.

"They have been responding appropriately as of late. There are no longer trust issues, I sense no fear in those I approach, I greet and am greeted normally." He stated. She scribbled down and stopped suddenly. Her face lit up again. His head tilted slightly curious to what was happening.

"How are your relationships with women?" She asked hiding her face with her clipboard. He raised an 'eyebrow'.

"Relationships?" He asked. She nodded blushing deeper.

"Y-Yes. Communication with the opposite sex, and ph-physical relationships with women." She asked trying hard not to stutter. His eyes narrowed. She was acting strangely. Her legs rubbed against each other in a fidgeting motion.

"I have none. I speak only to my secretaries, konoichi of the village, my sister and you." He said pausing for the last part. He noticed her blush only got deeper.

"Haruno-san." He hesitated. "Do you feel ill? Do you wish to continue later?" He asked reaching out to her. She pushed his hand away gently with her clipboard smiling at him.

"N-No no. I'm fine." She said writing his response down. "Ar-Are you se-sexually active now Kazekage-sama?" She asked. Garra frowned.

"No." He said noticing her frequent awkward movements. "Is communicating about sexual intercourse shameful?" He asked her.

She only blushed deeper. "N-No! No of course not. Or well i-its up to you whether or not you find it awkward." She said fidgeting more.

"Are you uncomfortable?" He asked. She giggled at his concern.

"No, I am fine. Now...uhmm...wh-what do you know about se-sexual intercourse?" She asked after clearing her throat. She couldn't believe the questions she needed to ask him for his behavioral reconstruction counseling. She saw him look away in thought.

"Its purpose is reproduction." He replied. She gaped at him. She supposed there was no way anyone showed him any of this when he was such a mislead youth or now that he was always so busy.

"And nothing about how the process is conducted?" She asked? He shook his head. "Have you ever experienced sexual arousal?" She asked seriously. The images from a few moments ago flashed into her head. She blushed again hoping he wouldn't comment on it again.

He thought about it and shook his head again. She nodded somewhat relieved. He opened his mouth slowly. "Perhaps once." He said emotionless. She only looked at him.

"Wh-When was this?" She said pretending to write what he said down. "A while back." Was all he offered. She nodded a heavy feeling weighing her down.

"What did you feel?" She said dejected. She watched him think again.

"The desire to touch. Touch her skin, her face, her body. To be close." He said calmly. She blushed at his words.

"O-Ok then everything seems to be working properly then. There doesn't seem to be any need for a ph-physical examination of your g-g-genital area correct?" she asked turned from him so he couldn't see her red face.

"Ok." He responded. He was suddenly right behind her and she felt his hand brush her bare arm softly. "Ahhnn..!" She let out slapping her hand to her mouth. She looked at Gaara who has a noticeably surprised look in his eyes.

"You had loose hair on your arm." He offered as she nodded red in the face again.

"Thank you f-for your cooperation Kazekage-sama. Please be ready for another check tomorrow." She sputtered out leaving the room quickly. She locked her self in her bed room again.

Gaara looked down at himself. "Perhaps twice now?" he muttered to himself. He sat at his desk silently turning his chair to stare out to his village.


A/N: Now i know it might seem wierd that Gaara knows nothing about sex but come on his papa is dead and who was gonna sit his scary (but sexy) ass down to talk about birds and bees? haha Hope you enjoyed.