Unrestrained moans echoed through the office of the Kazekage. What had started simply as assigning a mission had escalated as they were saying their goodbyes. Now the young raven haired woman that held his affections was straddling him, rolling her hips against him, and bringing him deeper inside of her. He had a tight grip on her perfectly shaped ass, his head thrown back as raw pleasure shot through his body. Her hands moved from his shoulders to take hold of his face so she could crash her lips into his, her tongue exploring his mouth hungrily. He had no desire to fight for dominance, and allowed her to do as she pleased. After getting her fill, she pulled away to look down at him, a thin strand of saliva running between their tongues as their hooded eyes met. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Kazekage?"a familiar voice questioned. They each watched as the other's eyes widened with panic.

"Shit!" Mayako hissed. She pulled away, eliciting a sharp gasp from him as he fell abruptly out of her.

"One moment," Gaara called, doing his best to keep his voice steady. "Get under the desk," he then ordered quietly.

"What? Why the desk?"

"Shh!" She reluctantly did as she was told while he carefully pulled his underwear and pants back over his still throbbing erection, then re-clasped his open coat. He ran a hand through his damp, messy hair, hoping to have some semblance of normalcy. Garra then interlaced his fingers, resting his nose over the top of them in an attempt to hide his face, which was now glowing and streaked with sweat. "You may enter!" he finally called once he was door opened, and in walked his older siblings, Kankuro and Temari. The blonde woman, the eldest of the sand siblings, glanced around the room, her brow furrowed. Kankuro, on the other hand, wore a smirk on his painted lips. This made Gaara uneasy.

"Was there someone here?" Temari questioned. Gaara shook his head.

"What did you two need?" he asked, trying to hurry things along so they would leave. Temari took one more skeptical look around the office before returning her attention to her younger brother.

"The council wants to hold a meeting with you, they have something to discuss," she explained formally.

"They need to do that now?" Gaara demanded, his tone gruffer than he had intended. He didn't have the patience for this. His pants were uncomfortably tight, and it didn't help that he could feel Mayako's warmth radiating between his legs. "Is it urgent?" he asked, more subdued this time.

"They would like to see you as soon as possible," she replied. She then raised an eyebrow. "Are you alright, Gaara? You're acting strange." Kankuro placed a hand on her shoulder.

"He's probably just tired, Temari. Come on, let's go." She shook her brother off of her.

"No, if he's sick, we need to know!" She came to his desk and leaned forward, reaching for his forehead. Startled, he jumped back from her hand, kicking Mayako, hoping she would move back farther. She had to bite her tongue to keep from letting out a grunt as his foot flew into her stomach. His sister's fingers brushed his bangs, which were sticking to his forehead. "You seem warm, do you have a fever?" He slapped her hand away from him.

"I'm fine," he snapped. "I'll go meet with the council. Is that all you needed?" Temari frowned, but nodded. Kankuro grabbed her once more.

"Leave him alone sis, he's not a little kid anymore, he's a busy man now." With those words, Kankuro shot Gaara a knowing look, and the Kazekage's eyes narrowed. "We've delivered our message, I'm sure he has things to do to get ready." He managed to convince her, and they started towards the door. Temari stopped and turned around once more.

"You'd better be alright, I can't be worrying you while I'm visiting with the Leaf." He gave her a small smile.

"I'm fine," he reassured. "Better than ever." After staring him down for a moment longer, she finally turned and followed Kankuro out of the room, closing the door behind her. Gaara let out a sigh, and looked down at Mayako, who was now crawling out from under the desk. It was an appealing view, but Gaara was now distracted by other thoughts. She got to her feet, rubbing her stomach.

"You could have been a little more gentle," she complained.

"Kankuro knows…" he muttered, folding his arms across his chest. It wasn't truly a problem if his siblings were to learn of their relationship, but the two of them could potentially become overly enthusiastic and expose the couple to the public sooner than they would like. Being the Kazekage, a development such as this in his life would cause quite a stir in the village, and this was something they wanted to avoid for the time being. They simply wanted to enjoy one another's company in peace. She could tell that, thanks to the interruption, the mood was now fizzling, so Mayako got to her feet, pulling her clothing out from under his desk to get dressed.

"He would have said something, I'm sure you're just being paranoid." She leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Besides, they'll find out soon enough anyways. They aren't idiots." He smiled and nodded.

"You're right. There's no need to hide this forever." He stood from his chair, resting his hand on the back of Mayako's neck so he could pull her forward and kiss the top of her head. He then took a file that was sitting on his desk and handed it over to her. "For now, we both have responsibilities to attend to." She looked at the mission folder, the reason Gaara had summoned her in the first place. She nodded, and he walked her to the door.

"Good luck with the council," she said looking up at him.

"Good luck with your mission," he replied. They just looked at each other for a moment, neither of them were quite ready to say goodbye. It was the first extended mission that had been assigned to her since they had begun seeing one another a few months earlier, and they were both anxious to be separated. Mayako sighed.

"I guess I should get going." She turned to open the door, but she was stopped by Gaara's hand on her wrist. He pulled her to him in a warm embrace. She was quick to return his hug.

"Please return to me safely," he requested softly. She smiled and pulled away to look at him.

"I'll be fine. It's just a few days, right?" He nodded, and she reached up, pulling his face towards hers so that their lips could meet.

"I love you, Mayako," he said, when they parted, his tone sweet.

Hearing those words still caused butterflies to flutter in her stomach. He had said them for the first time just two days prior. They had decided to admire the star spattered sky from the roof of the Kazekage manor, and a blanket of comfortable silence had rested over them for what seemed like ages. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the words just fell from his mouth. He had been as surprised as she had by his confession, and the thought still brought warmth to her cheeks.

"I love you, Gaara," she replied genuinely. She slowly moved away from him, their fingers being the last thing to part, and once they had she opened the door and started on her way. She only made it a little ways down the hallway before she was suddenly flanked by the two eldest sand siblings. They hooked their arms with hers and began to drag her back towards Gaara's office. "Hey, what the hell guys?" she demanded, playing dumb and trying to wriggle free from them. Kankuro chuckled.

"It's funny, Mayako. You just came from the Kazekage's office, yet we never saw you enter," he started.

"I knew he was acting funny, would that be your doing?" Temari questioned.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about!" Upon reaching Gaara's office, Kankuro threw the door open. He had just finished donning his official robes, and was about to put on his Kage hat. He turned at the sound of his door opening, his eyes betraying his shock as they moved from Mayako to his siblings then back to Mayako. She gave a sheepish grin.

"Hi there, Lord Kazekage…" Temari and Kankuro released her, pushing her into Gaara, who instinctively caught her. His stomach did flips as he felt her warm breath on his still sensitive skin. His siblings both folded their arms across their chest, blocking the doorway.

"Out with it," Temari demanded. "What's going on with you two?" They looked at one another and Gaara stepped away as he realized he was still holding her. They began rambling over each other under the scrutinizing stare of their two allies.

"What do you mean?"

"No, us? What?"

"Nothing is going on!"

"Are you crazy?" Noticing just how ridiculous they sounded, they both went silent.

"And the truth?" the puppet master pushed. Mayako cast a glance at the man beside her. She was surprised to see the confidence in the gaze he had fixed on his siblings.

"Just don't spread the news too much," he finally requested. Temari and Kankuro shared a victorious look, excited expressions appearing on their faces. Temari gave a giddy laugh, taking a few steps over to them and bringing them both into a hug.

"I'm so glad! I was worried you would always be too oblivious to figure it out, Gaara!" He frowned at his sister, but didn't defend himself. Kankuro approached them as well, patting his little brother on the back.

"You did good bro," he congratulated. "Even if she is a lightweight," he added, taunting Mayako with their perpetual drinking contest.

"Oh, shut it Kankuro. You know I would have won last time if…" Mayako trailed off, remembering that the last time they had held their competition. It had been the night of the festival several months prior. Kankuro noticed her falter and was able to piece two and two together.

"If you hadn't disappeared with my brother to f-"

"That's enough," Gaara interrupted. "Have you forgotten that meeting that the two of you insisted on informing me of?" Temari chuckled.

"Of course not," she replied apologetically. "Come on Kankuro, we can get them to tell us more later." He gave a disappointed huff, but complied.

"Fine, fine. We'll talk later." Gaara showed them out, then, with an exasperated sigh, looked at Mayako.

"I told you he knew." A smile slowly crept to his lips despite his weary words. "But he's right…" His hand slid down from the door knob to the lock below it, clicking it. Mayako looked at him, intrigued. "I did good." She laughed as he copied Kankuro's words, as they were rather unlike him. He reached and grabbed her arm, pulling her up against him. "They brought you back here. I think that might be a sign that we should finish what we started before you leave." She snaked her arms around his neck, her lips curling with a smirk.

"Are you shirking your responsibilities, Kazekage?" she teased.

"The council can wait, as can...your mission…" He trailed off as he began kissing her jawline.

"We might be interrupted again," she warned, her words breathy.

"We won't be," he assured, nipping at the tender spot on her neck. "I won't let that happen."