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Gaara sat on the window sill as he watched the morning sun creep over the Sand Village, it had been three years since they had changed the treaty that they held with the Leave Village and as expected the village had prospered. He was content with the way that it had played out and turned to look upon the form sleeping in his bed.
Harry's appearance had changed little over the years besides getting a little taller. His hair was still a wild mess, his skin had tanned from exposure to the sun, and he still wore tight shirts and the fishnet shirt. His form was lithe and filled with deadly muscle as they had continued his training. In all his beloved had developed into a handsome young man. Gaara smirked as he went over to the bed and crawled in to join him. It was time to wake his love.
Harry moaned as he felt the bed shift and curled up deeper under the pillows, unwilling to wake quite yet. He heard a soft chuckle and winced as the sheets were ripped from his body "Gaara…" he whined turning with a pout to look at his beloved Kazekage "That's so mean…"
Gaara smirked and used his body to cage Harry's beneath him "I'll make it up to you." He said as his smirk deepened and he kissed Harry firmly on the lips making the younger man beneath him moan in pleasure and soon his tan arms were wrapped around Gaara's neck pulling him closer "More…" he panted much to Gaara's amusement.
Temari was walking past the room and paused before knocking to see if now was a good time to inform Gaara of today's events. Her sensitive ears picked up the sounds and she smiled softly as she continued down the hall. There was nothing that was so important it couldn't wait an hour or so.
Harry arched against the bed, his hands fisting the white sheets beneath him as Gaara traced his tongue over the tanned flesh beneath him "Gaara!" He cried as the Kazekage's wicked tongue traveled lower on his naked body "G-Gaara we can't…you have a meeting this morning…" He choked as Gaara's mouth encased his cock causing him to tear the sheets that at were fisted in his hands.
Gaara smirked as Harry was reduced to non verbal whines and moans. He continued to orally torment his love, his tongue stroking on the underside of Harry's member, his lips caressing the tip. He played with Harry's sack, his eyes closing when Harry could resist no more and came into his mouth.
Harry lay limp and panting against the bed and moved to sit smiling sweetly "Your turn Gaara." He said as he crawled toward his love. Gaara's hand captured Harry's hair and pulled so that Harry was looking up at him "No time love, we'll be late for the meeting."
Harry looked up at Gaara confused "But…what about…?" His only reply was Gaara shaking his head with a content smile "Don't worry about it my love." He pulled Harry closer and whispered hotly in his ear "It only makes me burn to claim you more."
Harry blushed and looked away shyly at Gaara's words, at the end of the week they would be bonding, and in five days Harry would become Gaara's consort officially, the meeting today would be covering a lot of details over the ceremony. Harry's blush darkened, every day Gaara pleasured him, and yet he was not allowed to return the favor because Gaara wanted to wait for his own release for when he officially claimed Harry. Harry was not allowed to wander longer in his thoughts as Gaara gave him his clothing.
Itachi smirked as he watched the Sand Village from a hidden location. It had been tricky avoiding all the patrols he had to admit that new Kazekage knew what he was doing. His smirked darkened, the Kazekage may know how to protect his village, but he doubted that he could keep his lover safe from the Akatsuki.
Harry's tastes for long meetings had not changed since he was eleven. He still disliked being trapped in a sweltering room as people argued over pointless details. Though his heart was warmed at the thought of all the details and planning that Gaara was putting into the ceremony, he wished that Gaara would realize that Harry didn't care how the ceremony happened he just wanted to be with Gaara.
Gaara's pale green eyes watched his soon to be consort out of the corner of his eyes and his lips twitched in a smile. His love still had no patience for these things, but it meant a lot to him that Harry was not complaining and keeping to himself "I think that we can handle any other details as they come up." He stood dismissing the meeting as he held out his hand to help Harry up.
Itachi smirked as the meeting let out and he turned to his accomplice "Kisame…keep the Kazekage busy as I gather our prize." His amphibian like friend merely chuckled as he drew his sword and charged into the village, attacking civilians and Nin alike.
The alarm bells rang as an intruder got into the village and began to attack. Gaara turned to Harry and gripped him by his shoulders "Go wait for me in the garden, I'll be there shortly." Harry opened his mouth to argue but saw the look in Gaara's eyes and decided it would be best if he went along. "Be careful…" Harry murmured, his only response was a tender kiss on his lips before Gaara pulled away to organize a counter attack.
Harry sighed as he entered the gardens, he was a highly trained Nin with almost limitless abilities, but every time a mission came up Gaara gave it to someone else despite Harry's pleadings. It was getting to the point where many were questioning Gaara's choice in consort, doubting Harry's skills; and this infuriated the young wizard as much as it embarrassed him. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself, being with Gaara had taught him that he couldn't allow himself to vent his anger outwardly; it only would enrage or hurt Gaara, accomplishing nothing. "Let's focus on gardening…" He murmured to himself.
Itachi took a moment before looking over their prize; he could see why the Kazekage had chosen this young man. He was beautiful, calm, and obviously powerful if one knew what to look for. "Sorry Kazekage…but I'll be stealing this treasure from you."
Harry luckily heard the sound of the senbon before they impacted him; deftly he caught one between his fingers letting the other's fly past him harmlessly. Discreetly he smelt the needle and his eyes widened when he realized that it was not poisoned but filled with sedatives instead. He narrowed his eyes as he threw it to the floor, drawing his kunai and getting into a defensive stance.
Itachi was impressed with the consort's speed and grace; he appeared on the other side of the green house and smirked "Very impressive…I see the Kazekage was not lax with his chosen's training." He looked over the young man and saw that Gaara was obviously behind the sensual clothing that left more uncovered than covered on his consort's body, another good choice in Itachi's opinion.
Harry's face was calm but inwardly he was wondering what this nin wanted with him, after all, he did not yet hold an official post in the Sand Village, and it was unlikely that an outsider nin would know the depth of which Gaara cared for him. Harry kept calm, feeling the kanji for love invisible on his forehead, even if Gaara wasn't with him he was never alone, though he used the sand as only a last defense, preferring to use his own 'methods'.
Gaara watched as his Nin dealt with the intruder, he narrowed his eyes, watching the strange man's movements carefully he noticed something off…the man seemed to be holding back, but if he was attacking the Sand Village than why would he do that? The answer came quickly to Gaara, because the man was only a distraction. Gaara cursed himself as he turned and ran to the gardens, fearing that he would not get there in time.
Harry was focused on the man before him, his shields were activated and his chakra was flowing, ready to be used. He decided to use the plants of the green house, as with Sasuke he was not eager to reveal all of his tricks and settled on using only plant manipulation. If things go out of hand he would expand, but he wanted to test the waters first.
Itachi too was prepared, his posture was one that was offensive, he noted the consort's stance and waited, some people would crack and attack first if time went on long enough, as expected the consort wasn't one of these. Those who attacked when prepared to defend were usually sloppy with their attacks. He had known that the consort would be better than this. His eyes widened a bit when he sensed chakra use, but was confused when he sensed only Harry in the room with him and the boy's hands weren't moving. As the vine wrapped up his leg he quickly cut it off, and was soon attacked by all forms of foliage, causing Harry to disappear from sight.
Harry put his energy into the plants, controlling not only their movements but their size and strength as well. He smirked as he made a maze of the garden, blocking himself from sight he closed his eyes, using the plants to detect his enemy gave a chosen vine the strength of steel and wrapped it around Itachi's arm, wanting to crush it, unfortunately the man pulled his arm from the plant in time, but Harry knew that he had caused some muscle damage and was content with that.
"Not lax at all…" Itachi murmured to himself his blood red eyes looked over the garden for chakra, but Harry was using his own chakra to hide him from sight. Itachi growled, it looked like he would have to pick up the pace. He pulled out a few senbon and threw them up into the air, thinking that Harry would not expect an aerial attack.
Harry's sharp ears caught the sound but he looked around confused as to where it was coming from, he realized that it was coming from above and covered himself with a giant leaf, one of the needles came through and managed to cut into his arm, not injecting him with the full dose, but a part of it. Harry winced as his arm slowly went numb and focused on ending the fight quickly.
Kisame had quickly been overrun by the sand Nin, he had done some damage, but he came to the point where he had given Itachi all the time he could. He pulled a smoke bomb and used it to get away, going to meet Itachi in the garden's as planned.
What he saw answered his question on if Itachi had gotten the consort or not. Itachi was fighting off plants that were monstrous, but the consort was nowhere in sight. He pulled his sword to help Itachi cut through the problem when he felt the sand beneath him moving and coming to life "Itachi! Times up! We're no longer alone!"
Itachi snarled as he gave another plant a cut, this one was so strong that his kunai broke in half, he would have to rethink his manner of attack when it came to the consort, he looked to Kisame and saw the sand moving as well. "Some other time." He murmured to the consort as he and Kisame disappeared.
Harry smirked as he sensed them leaving, he kept his defenses up for a while in case it was a trick, but when he sensed Gaara's chakra he returned the plants to normal and soon was gazing into the furious green eyes of his beloved.
Gaara had been relieved when he saw the garden alive with Harry's power, but became worried when the defenses were lowered he hurried in to see if Harry was injured. His eyes met the warm emeralds of Harry and he found himself enraged that Harry had taken on the intruder by himself.
"What do you think you were doing?" Gaara asked slowly, Harry winced at his tone of voice, knowing that Gaara was far from pleased "I was defending myself…as any able body Nin should be able to. Though you don't seem to think that I can manage anything on my own." Harry was tired from using his chakra and the stress of the attack and so was unable to calm himself down when he remembered his anger at Gaara earlier, making his response come out more pointed than he intended. He looked back in Gaara's eyes, his statement was true whether Gaara wanted to hear it or not and there was no backing out now.
Gaara's eyes narrowed and he reached forward grasping Harry firmly by the wrist, though he had learned his lesson years ago and did not allow his anger to cloud his judgment. His grip was firm but not punishing as he demanded "Explain…" If Harry was upset with him it was likely for a good reason, and Gaara respected his soon to be consort enough to hear it.
Harry's anger softened when he watched as Gaara restrained himself and asked Harry to explain. He gave a small smile, showing Gaara he was proud of the effort "Gaara…" He said softly, wondering how he could say everything that had been bothering him for so long.
Gaara's eyes were watching closely, realizing it must be serious if Harry was thinking over what he wanted to say. He urged Harry into their rooms, thinking it might before the best if this conversation was kept away from listening ears.
As the door to their room closed Harry had figured out what he wanted to say "Gaara…I don't know what's changed between us, when I was younger, like when dealing with Sasuke, you let me fight my own battles, you took pride in showing off my abilities…" Harry looked out the window taking a breath before turning back to Gaara "But now when I wander down the hall, I hear whispers, doubts, people wonder if I am strong enough to stand beside the Kazekage, over the years you stopped letting me fight my battles, taking care of them yourself or ordering an apology from the offender…as if you think I am helpless.
Gaara came over to sit next to his love, thinking carefully over Harry's words he realized that Harry was right. As Gaara became stronger in his role of Kazekage he began to see Harry and the Village as one, both were to be protected and as the Kazekage that was his duty and his honor; but Harry wasn't a village full of untrained people he was a powerful nin that would be a worthy opponent to any out there. He closed his eyes, he wanted to protect Harry from everything, but if he ever wanted the Sand people and Nin to see Harry as an equal to the Kazekage he would have to allow Harry the freedom to deal with issues as he pleased. He opened his eyes and looked into Harry's "I…understand."
Harry grinned brightly and embraced Gaara, resting his head on Gaara's shoulder he whispered in Gaara's ear "When I was younger I wished to be protected from everything...now all I wish it to be strong enough to protect you." He kissed Gaara's ear softly and smiled as they rolled and soon felt Gaara's comforting weight above him.
Gaara had a feeling that this was leading to something, and he knew that he wasn't going to like it. He kissed Harry and tasted his little one, realizing due to their conversation what Harry wanted. Harry wanted what any Nin attacked in their own home and village would want revenge. He sighed and closed his eyes as he rested his forehead against Harry's "You want to go after them…"
Harry's eyes snapped open knowing that Gaara's words were true. He smiled and stroked his fingers against Gaara's cheek "Yes…I do."
Gaara had braced himself against Harry's words, knowing what his little one would say. He was conflicted for a moment, wanting to go back to the way it was before, ordering Harry to stay safe near him while dealing with the Nin himself or sending another to do it. He wanted to be Harry's sand, covering him and protecting him; but Harry wasn't like him, the sand covering him wouldn't be comforting, it would be suffocating. He bit his lip, almost drawing blood if not for the sand, knowing that in order to prove to Harry that he trusted him he would have to let Harry go…
Harry smiled and lean close to Gaara and licked at the lip that was being abused "I'll be fine Gaara…you've trained me well." He smirked meaning the short statement as an innuendo to lighten the mood, knowing that this would be hard for Gaara.
Gaara looked at Harry blankly, unamused in the comparison; he sighed and leaned in gazing deeply into Harry's yes "You have five days, if you are not back in time for the bonding ceremony I will come find you myself…" It was a threat and a promise, if Harry couldn't deal with the problem in five days, or if he was injured and unable to, Gaara would take it as proof that he was right in keeping Harry protected; but if Harry did succeed then Harry would be the one proven correct and easing Gaara's doubts.
Harry smiled and leaned in to kiss Gaara "Deal" he whispered, ignoring his numb arm as he soothed Gaara's silent worries and fears with his lips and tongue on Gaara's own. He could take care of himself later; right now he had to attend to his duty as Future Consort, and share the Kazekage's burden.
That night as Harry slept beneath the light of the moon Gaara watched him more intently than usual; stroking his fingers against Harry's cheek he whispered "Come back to me." Tomorrow his little love would leave, and the question if he was strong enough to be the Kazekage's Consort would be answered once and for all.
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