A/N: Hmmmm I wonder if anyone is even going to read this. I do realize that it has been a long long time since I have updated any of my stories, but here it is the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of its characters.

Chapter 4

It was surprisingly cold, something people who lived in the desert rarely experienced. Looking up into the darkened sky Temari instantly knew that there would be a thunder storm. Being the desert it rarely rained, but when it did it was gruesome.

Temari didn't like thunder much at the moment, she wasn't scared of thunder per say, but walking in an abandoned town where the buildings where barely sturdy enough to withstand a strong wind. Looking for him would be out of the question.

Temari scoffed as she thought of him. He was really starting to get to her. She had been looking for him for a while, but every time she thought she was making progress he did a disappearing act. Yet still no matter how much he annoyed her he intrigued her even more.

He was really different to anyone she had ever encountered before. He barely spoke and when he did he barely said much. He saved her life, but was willing to end it a second later. He literally held her life in his hand, but always gave it back. He gave her food and water to keep her here, but never showed himself or approached her for a conversation.

It started. Temari moved everything into the corner of the room that still had a roof. The rain was pouring down heavily, with a loud bang of lightning every now and then. She could hear the sound of stone crashing as the surrounding buildings crumbled under the sheer weight of the water. The same water she was quickly collecting in her water bottles.

A shiver ran through her body. It was cold, too cold. Thanks to Gaara she didn't really have much clothing to cover herself in and the hole in the roof allowed stray droplets to hit her left side. She tried covering herself with what little clothe she had the thin blanket ninja's brought along on missions meant to keep one cool in the warm desert no helping in this torturously cold weather.

As if naturally her mind wondered to Gaara. She had been searching for over a week now. She had searched very inch of this rotting town, which stench had been multiplied by ten from the rain water, but she never found him or anything that resembled his 'home'.

Temari thought about the word home. Home for her meant family, the sand village, her life as a ninja the place she would return if her father let her. But what was it to him, a man that lived alone in the desert, miles away from any civilization. Surely he had family of some sort. He couldn't very well raise himself could he? These types of thoughts plagued her mind day in and day out.

Temari sighed, she craved human companionship. Being the Kazekage's daughter meant that she was always surrounded by guards and as much as she had wanted to be alone those times, she now longed for it. To hear her brother's voice, her fathers scolding even the constant nagging of her maids, who insisted she be more ladylike. Not that being ladylike mattered much to a shinobi.

A sudden loud bang of lighting was heard and Temari caught a glimpse of the bright flash of light as it hit the building right next to hers. She watched almost in slow motion as the walls exploded and then turn into little specs of dust and crumble away.

She was thankful for choosing this small rounded building, being small it was much more sturdy than the others and although she knew this, fear continued to sneak up on her. For the second time in her life she wasn't sure if she would survive the night. If the lighting didn't get her, she would surely die from hyperthermia. Another bolt of lightning hit, but this time mere feet from her, hitting the entrance to her small 'home' blocking off the only exit with a giant pieces of hard stone.

This is when Temari really started to panic. The entrance was sealed shut and the lightning had now hit a few inches away from her, but that wasn't what had caused the most panic.

She was trapped.

The water was running in from the whole in the roof that had been made even bigger, by the lightning strike. And the only exit in the room was now blocked off. Temari cursed having chosen a building with no windows. Grabbing as much stuff as she could carry she jumped of the make-shift bed and headed to the wall. Gathering chakra in her hands and legs she started climbing up the rough wall. It was much harder with the rain water making the surface slippery. But soon she made it. Grabbing onto the ledge with one hand she pulled herself up.

Temari looked over the ledge as another bolt hit the remainder of the roof causing the ledge she hung from to give out under her weight. She fell into the water her back scraping along a jaggered chunk of stone and she couldn't help but yell out in pain. Gathering all the strength she could she picked herself up, the water already as high as her knees. She needed to get out and fast. Using the rock that had just injured her back she slowly and carefully pulled herself over the remains of the wall. Using the remainder of her strength she lunged herself over the wall and fell to the ground making a rather large splash as she landed in the watery mud. She had to get to shelter and out of this rain if she had any hope of surviving this night.

Giving her surroundings a quick scan she found the only safe place available. She inched over to it, the pain in her back forgotten as she fights against the rain hitting her body like sharp needles.

The pain stopped as the rain was pushed aside and two leather covered legs appeared in front of her. And at that moment Temari knew she was safe.

She opened her eyes and grimaced from the pain. It was so bright. Slowly allowing her eyes to adjust to the light she was shocked by what she saw.

A room, but not just any room a beautiful room. It looked like it belonged to royalty. The walls where high and covered in pure white paint with gold curtains hanging over windowless walls. She herself was a top a massive white bed, the clothe soft to the touch something you don't find in this dry desert. There where chairs, tables, lanterns even a fireplace. This room stood on par with that of her fathers.

"Gaara?" Temari asked knowing he was here. It had to be him. He had saved her once again. Something that stood only on par with the amount of times he had tried to kill her.

Temari lifted the heavy covers that lay a top her only to find herself naked underneath it. Her face flushed red as the horror that he had undressed hit her. She covered herself immediately looking around the house for her clothing.

Her eyes found them by the fireplace; she looked around the room he wasn't here. Quickly getting out of bed she rushed over to the fireplace only one thought on her mind. She reached her clothing but soon realized that there was only her shirt. She was confused, but put the shirt on none the less.

'The rest was damaged. I destroyed it." Temari shot around to face him, the shock obviously written on her face. 'Did he just say he destroyed my only pair of clothing?' she thought to herself as she pulled the shirt lower to cover her most private place.

Temari wasn't exactly sure what to say. She was livid at what he had done, but thankful to him for saving her again even though she wouldn't admit that she needed saving.

"Where are we?" Temari asked deciding to rather find out more about this bizarre location.

"Home." One word. Temari looked around. She had being wondering about where he would live. He had to be a prince of some sort by what she could see.

"Uh why…" she didn't even have time to finish her sentence before he turned around and started to leave.

"Don't go!" Temari shouted, but he kept walking. Without a thought she ran after him and wrapped her hands around him, stopping him in his tracks.

He turned to look at her she had made it to him. She had wrapped her arms around him. She braced herself for the pain that would follow the sand that would rip her away from him. Nothing. She tightened her arms around him, the leather from his clothes rubbing against her skin.

Her whole body shook when his hand rubbed along her arm. Moving from her wrist to her shoulder. Each inch sending shivers through her body. She could feel her body reacting. She knew it was inappropriate, but this was the most human interaction she had gotten in almost two weeks. His hand reached her neck and ran along it rubbing his hand gently over her jugular. She moaned into his chest the sensations more stimulating than any sexual activity she had ever experienced.

She felt her nipples harden, that all too familiar heat between her legs driving her crazy.

"Soft." He murmured into her hair, taking a strong whiff of her scent. "Sweet"

Temari was too intoxicated with his hands. One softly tilting her head while the other snaked its way up her thigh. She felt his warm tongue reach out and lick along her neck. The sensation pushed her too far and her grip on him tightened as she moaned relentlessly into his chest. Out the corner of her eye Temari noticed they where close to the bed and pushed Gaara backwards. She landed directly on top of him.

'What am I doing? I barely know the guy. Why do I feel like this from the smallest little thing.'

She looked up at his face, emotionless. Even now in this moment he revealed nothing, but she could feel his body tense. She felt like she was seeing his human side for the first time.

Sitting up she straddled his lap, her body tingling in excitement and nervousness. She didn't know how to handle him, he was strong, dangerous, but most of all it intrigued her. She wanted him more than she had ever wanted anyone.

Mustering as much courage as she could she bent down and kissed him. His lips where hard, 'probably from all the years in this desert' she thought to herself. He didn't reply to the kiss. Rather he just laid there not moving at all. She wondered if this was the first time he had ever kissed a woman before. Feeling more confident she parted her lips and licked the edges of his mouth and soon forced her tongue in. Her tongue met his and still nothing, he didn't kiss her back. She sat up again and slowly moved her hand to his face. Making sure not to frighten him she slowly ran her fingers along his jaw bone up and down.

Temari watched his eyes close as she caressed his cheek, her own holding back tears. 'I'm giving myself to him and he doesn't even say anything or even do anything' Temari's mind was racing in thought and confusion. She was about to ask him. Did he even want her, was this just a game to him, but her eyes caught it.

Love

The Kanji on his forehead. Why was the word written on his head? Did he even understand what it meant? All these questions worried her. She moved her hand closer to his forehead running her fingers gently over the Kanji. In less than a heart beat she was pushed across the room and into the solid wall. Her already injured back protested to the sudden contact.

She fell to the ground and looked up at him. He looked hysterical. His eyes where blood shot, his mouth had returned to that evil smirk she had witnessed before. She knew this reaction by now he wasn't himself anymore. This was his other side. The one that had almost killed her twice before.

Before she could even complete her thought he was on her pulling her into the air and throwing her onto the bed. Her whole body ached, but before she even had time to adjust to it he was on top her, ripping her shirt to shreds before roughly groping at her chest.

She didn't fight him, she wouldn't. Somewhere deep in her mind she wanted him she wanted this. Even if it wasn't gentle, romantic or loving for that matter. She wanted to connect with him.

He roughly spread her legs, she was completely bare her shredded clothes not covering anything. Temari could feel his erection now free from its prison pushing up into her. She moaned loudly the mixture of pain and pleasure more stimulating than she could have imagined. He thrusted violently into her with so much force that every thrust led her closer and closer to orgasm. It was like nothing she had ever experienced. Her only other encounters being much gentler, where she was usually the aggressor.

Temari yelped as he bit down hard on her erect nipple the sudden heat from his mouth and slow grinding of his teeth a welcome change. His hand trapped her own above her head his body pressed flush against hers. She could feel the leather of his jacket pressing against her breasts, his free hand gripping her thigh holding her in place as he continued to thrust into her. She moved her hips to meet his thrust taking him all the way into her; it only took a few more thrusts until Temari felt her orgasm wash over her the sensations making her moan even louder than before. She involuntary wrapped her legs around him, holding him in place as he came inside her. She could hear him grunting and moaning and felt somewhat proud that she had brought him such relief.

Temari's legs fell limp around him. She watched him pull out of her his hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat. His face still seemed emotionless, but Temari was sure his eyes where much calmer than before.

He got up and walked to the fireplace removing his jacket, and revealing his muscular white back. His skin so white and soaked with sweat looked so beautiful against the orange light from the fireplace. Temari was sure she had never seen a sight so beautiful in her life.

She sat up wanting to say something, anything, but nothing came to mind. What did she say to him after something like this had just happened. She had made love to a man she barely knew someone who had spoken twenty words at the most to her. Someone she was sure she was falling in love with.

"You will stay here. Or I will kill you." He said those words before sitting down in front of the bright fire.

Temari was about to get up, but changed her mind. Instead she lay down and watched his arm reached and pull something from a small cabinet next to his chair.

She watched him from the bed her eyes fighting a loosing battle to stay open, she wanted to watch him even if only for a second longer.

A/N: Okay so it finally happened. Hope that came out okay got to get into the writing thing again.

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