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Constellation Love

Chapter Three-Perfect Match

"It is not sex that gives the pleasure; it is the lover." -Lady Gaga

Ino spun around and in doing so the face of the individual behind her became obvious, at the sight of him her bruise began to throb again. Before she could completely face him Gaara wrapped his arms around Ino's midriff and ironed his head against her shoulder, his lips copied along the skin directing upwards to her neck and on her jaw bone. Ino couldn't help but to smile by his demonstration of fondness, she shifted slightly in his embrace and slowly draped her arms around his neck, resting them against the soft muscle between the base of his neck and his shoulders, Gaara grinned as he lowered his hands to rest around Ino's waist.

In their first unification since spending their night together Gaara and Ino stood collectively in silence, the lone dissonance being the water pulsating from the shower head, and the same water tapping against the tub floor. Moving her hand wasn't an issue, so Ino began to rub up the back of Gaara's neck and down in between his shoulder blades and with her other hand she ran her fingers through his brick red hair. In response Gaara tightened his grip on her and as their foreheads softly tapped and he closed his eyes contently.

"I love you Gaara." Ino spoke with a kindness that barely broke through the sound of the water in the scene, Gaara opened his eyes ajar.

-F-

"Honey have you seen Ino? I didn't see her come in yesterday and she isn't down for breakfast." Inoichi Yamanaka set down a case file from a subject being interrogated that had been dropped off earlier in the morning he was reading and focused his attention to his wife.

She emitted a placid hum before she turned to the center of the room, proceeding towards a table situated there carrying a pot of tea.

"I haven't seen her either, but yesterday sometime after she returned from class she mentioned she was heading out to Ichiraku's with a friend." She slowly poured the tea into two cups placed on the table, one in front of her husband and one ahead of a seat beside him. "I'm sure she was enjoying herself and got in a little late. There are no classes today, so we can let her rest right?"

Inoichi cleared his throat and nodded in agreement as he picked up his cup and stared down into the tea. "Did she mention who she was meeting?" The response came in the form of a simple shake of the head as his spouse took her seat next to him and mantled her hand around her tea cup. "I hope they're a good person."

-F-

Ino's back crashed up against the wall and a mixed cry of pain and excitement filled the room, sustained across from the sink and mirror she took the chance to take notice of her face. Filled with agony and pleasure, she held onto the neck of her partner as her other hand clawed down a diagonal route on his back. Her nails left red lines behind where they moved, soon they would transform into faint scars as the lines from the night before had done. Her attention shifted from her own structure to Gaara's, enthralled by his beauty, she took strong notice of his muscles in his upper and lower back, and from her training with Lady Tsunade she knew them as his trapezius and latissimus dorsi muscles. Ino had never felt more bonded and innocuous than she did now within his presence, within his powerful embrace she felt loved. The feeling he gave her was indescribable, heat rushed to her head every time their bodies met, causing her to shudder with an uncontrollable desire to become one with him.

"Ah, G-Gaara." Her thoughts became perceptible once one of the hands bearing her legs around his waist disappeared and showed itself again settled on her lower back, slowly inching its way higher. Shots of an all new form of electrifying sensation were sent flying through Ino's body, at this point Gaara had been in control of this situation since it started, what seemed like an eternity ago, and Ino took the opportunity of her body being supported to make a move of her own. She used his hand as a factor of assistance and began to work her hips in a circular pattern, grinding them against his, only to heighten the rapture she was experiencing.

"Ino..." His voice trailed off, buried in her neck as his teeth revealed themselves to brush against her flesh. The feeling only merged into the overall delectation occupying her mind until he proceeded to bite down on her skin, running his tongue along the flesh he had captured. Ino dropped her head to the opposite side, giving him access to whatever it was he wanted, Gaara's eyes filled with excitement that came with the pleasure he received from being in control.

It was all new to him as well, there had been only a small handful of females in Suna who had taken an interest in him, but now to have someone so enamored by him gave him the confidence to perform like this. Like an animal, like the animal within.

Gaara closed his lips around the skin he was working with, applying suction to it before opening his mouth only slightly to take the opportunity to bite down onto a bigger area, crashing his tongue against it in a hyperactive manner. Ino's mouth opened to release a shuddering gasp as her eyelids fluttered and eyes rolled back. Gaara's hand continued its dilatory movement upwards until at her upper back it met her bra strap.

His hand moved in an inexperienced way, fiddling with the strap but Ino paid him no mind. Ino enjoyed her time being bitten, and the odd feeling of her bra being tugged on gently while he messed with the latch, expecting it to last a while longer; however to her surprise the tugging motion was replaced with a gentle pressure as Gaara's hand reached to her shoulder and gripped it tightly.

Ino held onto Gaara's arm using to pull her upright and leaned back against the wall, Gaara's lips never leaving her, dropping her arms slowly and allowed the feeling of relief from Gaara's touch to cover her. Gaara removed his hand from Ino's back and forced her against the wall completely, earning a rough exhale of air from his partner before he placed both hands against her bottom. Ino took the hint and happily wrapped her legs around his waist and returned her arms latching around his neck. With one step backwards, Ino was removed from the wall and was being held up by Gaara, his lips no longer caressing her neck, but her lips now. He held her close and took several small steps before exiting the bathroom, and made a quick turn to the left entering his temporary bedroom in Konoha.

Ino's hands wandered through Gaara's hair affectionately while their lips moved in sync with one another. Occasionally they took turns being dominant, Ino taking his lips into her own or Gaara doing the same to have his way with hers. Their passion heated up the bathroom and continued to elevate once they moved to his bedroom. Gaara made his way through his room slowly, stepping through piles of their discarded clothes from the previous night, Ino only became more amorous as they proceeded.

Gaara gingerly placed Ino down on top of his bed and mounted over top her, teasing her with a few sultry kisses along her collar bone, much to Ino's excitement. Gaara elevated himself up to sit back on his legs as he straddled Ino, she quickly responded by sitting up, her lips dying for another meeting with his. Gaara latched his fingers onto her bra straps tearing them away from her shoulders, Ino shrugged her shoulders and let the straps fall down slightly, the upper half of her breasts revealed. She placed her hands along his waistline, sliding them up under his form fitting black shirt and began to run her hands upwards, taking his shirt with them exposing his abdomen.

"Come here."

There it was, the voice that from day one captivated her, the very one that she longed to be commanded by. Ino wasted no time in following with his demand. She angled her body closer to his and titled her head upwards elegantly.

Gaara smiled down at her and placed his hands on the sides of her face, angling her head upwards more as his lips hovered just out of range of where he was allowing her to reach. Her fingers trailed down his lightly sculpted stomach to the elastic of his underwear, slipping them under the lining she pulled them down as she closed her eyes, awaiting another kiss from her lover. His eyes darted side to side taking in every inch of her features he could.

"You're beautiful Ino." He spoke with an almost sadness that caused Ino's eyes to open wide at the arbitrary statement.

Her eyes filled with the beginnings of tears summoned by joy. "Now that you are my lover I have become more beautiful..."

Gaara flashed Ino the most blissful smile she'd seen in a long time before he lowered his head to place his lips to hers, they remained in this position for a while until the sound a door slamming shut was heard from downstairs. Gaara's eyes shot open with a sense of urgency, Ino had ignored the sound from below and was only focused on Gaara as her hands continued to wander underneath his underwear, her fingers running around his hips and upper thighs. Gaara released Ino's head and pressed his hands against her shoulders, applying his force behind them he slammed her down onto the bed. Her response was an unwanted cry of pain due from her arm, but she soon moved past it to smile seductively up to him, enjoying the roughness he was displaying.

Gaara turned his head in each direction, ignoring Ino's will to continue, as he spoke.

"Shit, you're not supposed to be here." He dropped his hands to the mattress and pushed off, sitting back on his legs for a moment before edging off the bed as he began to pace pondering his options.

"Is it the same reason you had me sleep in Temari's room last night? You don't want them to know about us?" The sadness had shifted to Ino's voice now; she slowly lifted herself up and readjusted her bra straps feeling slightly unwanted.

Gaara ran his hands through his hair and began to grind his teeth, his temper rising as his time ran out. "Will you just shut the fuck up and let me think?" He turned to face the bed and held a commanding hand out at her.

Ino ran her tongue over her teeth and gripped part of the blanket under her using it cover most of her body while she waited, slightly irritated by his sudden change of attitude. Gaara caught a glimpse of her motion and reached across the bed, digging his hand into the cover.

"Don't-get-comfortable!" Gaara explained to her calmly before he wrapped his hand into the blanket a bit and yanked on it with his last word, causing it shift out from her Ino but not before dragging her along with it. Turning to the side from the sudden movement she slipped off the bed and onto the floor hard, she cried out as her bruise brushed against the bed and her hip slammed onto the floor with enough force to result in a hard thud.

The noise was minimal, but Gaara panicked regardless. "The hell is your problem?" Gaara spat down at her, the blanket flying from his hand with the following aggressive motion of his limbs. Ino's focus turned from her injury to his face, her own filled with a mazed terror. "You don't belong here and yet you continue to fucking make noise like you own this house!"

Ino's eyes filled with tears as she swallowed hard readying her reply. "But you yanked the cover I was sitting on and-" She turned back to point to the bed feeling lost and the need to defend herself. When she turned back to face him she was met with a rapid slap across the face, her left cheek stinging with a pain never experienced before in her life. Her eyes stared blankly at a spot on the floor after being forced to the right from the contact; the tears no longer were being contained, but merely pouring from her eyes.

She sat there in terrified silence before she was gripped roughly by him, his fingers pressing down into her flesh with more than enough force to get her to obey. His thumb digging into the center of her bruise caused her entire arm to go numb and earned another cry of pain her. He spun her around and clasped a hand over her mouth, backing her up until her head collided with the wall.

"Stop making so much fucking noise!"

"Gaara?" Temari's voice echoed from somewhere near and Gaara's head darted towards the direction of his door.

He pressed his hand over Ino's mouth with more force as he answered his sister. "Yeah?" Ino didn't know what to think, in just a few minutes his voice had changed from one that she adored, to a harsh one that she feared with her life and now it was as calm as it was when they met at Ichirakus.

"Is someone up there?" He could hear footsteps now, two pairs; Temari and Kankuro were home from the mission assignment they were given sent here from Suna by messenger hawk.

"No, I'm just getting ready." Gaara tugged on Ino's arm and pulled her off the wall and guided her with him as he backed up across his room heading to the opposite side. He released her arm and grabbed onto a doorknob which he pulled on that revealed a small closet filled with bags and books. "Get in there and don't say a word, or else." Gaara dug his thumb into Ino's bruise with more force at the end of his sentence; her tears streaming from her eyes ran down his hand now. The footsteps were just down the hall now and Ino mumbled something from behind her human muffler. Gaara smirked for a moment and removed both of his hands from Ino before slamming them into her shoulder, the unexpected force sent Ino flying onto the closet floor within an instant. Gaara slapped his hand against the door as it shut promptly; flipping over the small lock on the knob he hurried over to the doorway that his sister soon approached.

Gaara stepped out into the hallway almost bumping into his sister who was looking down at the carpet while she walked, upon noticing Gaara her head snapped up with a surprised look.

"We just wanted to see what was going on, it sounded like you were up here talkin' to yourself." Gaara's last sibling, Kankuro spoke up from tailing behind Temari.

"No, I said I was just getting ready."

Temari glanced off to the left and frowned. "Why are the bathroom light and the shower on and no one is in there?"

"I told you I was getting ready." Gaara's anger from only a minute ago hadn't died down; only rested lightly underneath the surface, ready to show itself at any moment.

Kankuro turned around tapped his hand against a doorknob of a room across from Gaara's, the door swinging open leisurely as he strolled in. "Whatever man, just don't waste water."

"Kankuro's right," Temari turned to watch her brother leave, "Konoha was nice enough to let us live here we shouldn't abuse it." Temari crossed her arms and gazed up and down the walls before turning slowly to the end of the hall where her room was.

Gaara gave her a nod and waited until she disappeared into her room before backing up into his own, shutting the door slowly after him. He quickly locked the door, securing himself within, his eyes focused on his hand and the knob for a moment before he turned his head to the closet door.

He strolled towards the door and flipped the lock to the side slowly and hesitated before taking the knob in his hand. Within the small space Ino sat up straight and wiped her eyes in anticipation of being released.

Gaara gently laid his palm against the doorknob, curling his fingers around it as he slowly pulled it open, revealing Ino within, and looking down at her silently.

Ino stared back in absolute silence, Gaara's eyes seemed filled with rage and she couldn't understand why.

What did I do wrong? Why can't I meet his siblings?

Gaara pulled the door back fully and released the knob continuing to watch her with no breaks.

"G-Gaara?" She decided to finally speak up, wondering if it was the right choice at all considering she has grab marks on her arm to prove it was a horrible choice only five minutes ago. "Please, say something.." She dropped her head in defeat and released a silent sigh as she dug her fingers into the carpet under her.

Gaara dropped to his knees, embracing Ino as he reached her level and tugged her close to his body.

"I'm so sorry I had to do that, it will not happen again, please forgive me."

Ino's eyes opened wide filling with tears again, this time she couldn't distinguish what kind they were, confusion filled and clouded her mind as she let her body relax in this familiar embrace she desired and longed for.

"I love you Gaara."

His lips pressed against each other and spread into a wide grin as he closed his eyes slowly.

"I know you do."

I know you do.

-F