Be my Teddy Bear
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Chapter Seven.
GAARA'S BEDROOM…
Gaara led Hinata quickly but quietly into the bedroom, not once letting go of her hand. Letting the door close by itself, they walked into the centre of the bedroom and it was only that he gently let go of her hand. It had started to rain and with the patio doors still open wide the room was slightly chilly and cold.
Gaara look distressed; he began to pace around on the soft carpeted floor and rummaging his hands through his short, shaggy and soft red hair, tugging on tufts of it from time to time. 'Why?' He kept asking myself.
Hinata didn't know what to say or do, so thought it best to keep perfectly still and quiet. She stayed glued to the spot where he had let go of her hand. Although he had firmly held her hand, it didn't hurt and she had to admit to herself she missed the touch of his palm in hers.
After an unknown period of time, he stopped dead in his tracks. The midnight blue-haired girl in the white dress sensed the feeling that an interrogation was about to began. She felt for a moment she was back home, in front of her father and having to explain herself to him.
Gaara turned around and looked in such agony Hinata was desperate to comfort him … if only she could ascertain what was wrong, she would do all she could to put it right and end his pain right there and then.
"Who did it?" He semi-asked, semi-pined.
She did not understand exactly what it was he wanted to know but knew if she simply replied 'Pardon?', 'Sorry?' or something like that, he would feel worse or get angrier. She needed however to answer him quickly…
"I will tell you what you want to know, but I am not sure what was done… can you tell me so I can answer you better?"
The girl's diplomacy had saved her from a barrage of heated, unnecessary words from the Kazekage. He admired tact and control a lot and hers managed to try and get him to think a bit rather than react. 'Thank Kami my gourd is in the living room,' he reminded himself. 'Otherwise I do not know if I could control my anger well enough yet.'
"Who upset you? Just now, you sounded upset?"
"Did I?" She said, slightly upset she had worried him so much by letting her mask slip and him seeing her disappointment.
"Yes." He stated bluntly. "And I know you were upset. Those idiots may not have realised but I could detect it in your voice."
He started to pace again and Hinata knew he needed to speak his mind or he'd work himself up into a frenzy… she needed to act with caution. He looked at the now heavy rain as it landed hard onto the patio area of crazy paving outside his room. The cold and warm fronts of air current were now mingling against each other in the sky and he felt the tension grow as he knew lightning would soon come. Turning to the girl again, he spoke to her again but calmer.
"I had to hide so many emotions from those around me… usually when I was possessed by the one-tailed demon with blood lust for anyone I was near. Yet somehow, you can sense my emotions and certainly, as expert as you are in hiding your true feelings, I feel them too," He then rushed towards her in the now darkening room as the moonlight began to get blocked out by dark clouds. His eyes met hers, piercing pale green eyes which shone brightly which seemed to penetrate the soft, delicate white orbs of hers intently. "So, tell me. Please! Who hurt you just now?"
"Myself." She answered, sighing as she spoke and blushing hard averting his gaze.
"What happened?" He asked, not moving away until he got a reasonable answer.
"I have had my heart broken in the past," She explained. "My love was rejected and though I have moved on … I am beyond any hope of thinking that I will ever be part of a happy couple."
The sky flashed and she jumped forward and into his arms, her head tucked down into the Kazekage's shoulder. She trembled slightly and the glow in his eyes changed as he held her loosely in his arms, worried about her.
"Are you okay?" He said softly, sweetly. A gentle roll of thunder was then heard and it was then he heard her…
"He He!"
He felt her giggle gently into his tunic and he couldn't help but feel a small smile spread onto his face, relieved that she was okay.
"Some ninja I am," She said as she lifted herself away from the Kazekage's warm, comfortable chest and stared up at him. Her eyes were moist and smiled at him which filled him with such a strong feeling it clutched at his chest and almost wasn't able to concentrate on what she was saying"Frightened of a little thunder!"
Very slowly, he moved his arms from around her, but the care in his eyes was still there. She gently pulled away from him, but a sweet smile stayed there, as did the brightness in her eyes which made him want to fight the world over to protect.
"We should go to bed." He said.
"Oh Kami! My pyjamas are in the living room, I'll just go and…"
"Don't go." He requested strongly. His arms were now folded across his chest, his face serious and his eyes focused, willingly her not to leave the room. It was then Hinata was reminded that this man was a General of the Allied Shinobi Forces, a Kage of a powerful land and not just the man she had been lucky enough to now more deeply.
The now shy lady nodded, her face now turned and from him and looking onto the ground. 'It's best not to ask too many questions,' she reasoned with herself. 'If he wants me to stay, then I will stay for as long as he wishes.' She began to flick some of her hair away from her face and back behind her ears in a smooth, sweeping motion. She stayed like that for a while as Gaara felt a burning paining deep inside his abdomen and made him shake slightly as another flash of lightning appeared from the sky.
His arms slowly dropped to his side, confident she wouldn't go. 'Why did I not want her to leave the room?' He asked himself, expecting Kanky to try and answer the question for him … but instead all he felt inside his was the warmth in his abdomen, Realising that it was starting to spread lower into his body.
"I'm just going to take a shower," he advised the pale skinned, dark hard woman in front of him. "Can I use the shower cream you bought me?"
Hinata blushed at the idea of something she made for him going to be used … and in such an intimate situation as a shower. She couldn't fight the little fantasy in her mind from earlier as she extracted the juices from flowers and herbs with her hands that at least a part of her could touch him. She put her heart and soul into each bottle and now he would feel it. The thought made gave her hope, just as thunder growled above as it did in her mind at the image of his naked body under the misty, steamy shower he would take.
"Hinata?" He asked, still waiting for a reply from the now blushing konoichi who appeared blissfully deep in her thoughts.
"Of course," She said, her blush deepening on her cheeks. "Forgive me for my over-excited imagination. Thunder storms often drive me to distraction."
Gaara nodded, slightly annoyed she wasn't thinking of something else, like he was when he felt himself begging for the moonlight to come and light up her white dress so he could examine her from head-to-toe. Taking the bottom part of the pyjamas and the shower cream from the bed, he started to walk towards the bedroom door to use the communal bathroom's shower.
"Gaara," Hinata called, reaching for the silk pyjama top from the bed and having obtained it, showed it to him. "You should wear this as well, it's cold and you could catch a cold if you only wear the trousers."
"I want you to wear that," He advised. Her eyes became wide and she breathed in deeply. "You can use the shower here and then at least you have something comfortable to wear without the hassle of having to leave the room."
'He could also just get my pyjamas for me if he is already going into the hallway to take a shower.' She thought as she put it back down on the bed. 'I may need to be just a little bit cautious this night in case emotions and hormones took control of either of us'. Of course, she wanted him desperately… but in the right way.
She nodded modestly to him and seeing him return the nod, her eyes followed him as he left the room and closed the door. At last she exhaled in relief. It looked like the rain had now stopped outside. Going to the patio doors and closing them to try and warm up the room, she then closed the thick white door curtains and went back to the bed to where she put the sleeping garment. Sorting the creams and gels into different sections, she placed them upon the bedside table. Picking up the silky night shirt delicately, she also took a rejuvenating bath gel and went into the bathroom.
When he had come back into the bedroom, Hinata was still in the bathroom. Gaara noticed she had closed the patio doors and organised the bathroom products onto the little bedside table. He smiled slightly, liking the sensation of the smooth silk against his legs and wondering what she would feel like when she was ready.
He heard her humming sweetly and decided to get into the bed first to prevent avoid the potentially difficult situation of them getting into the bed together. He went to the side of the bed he usually slept in and with his back to the bathroom door, lay on his side. It wasn't long until the bathroom door and opened and with the approaching konoichi came the smell of oranges and honey suckle.
Hinata was nervous, wearing the silk night shirt Gaara had given her which came down to her knees. Walking quietly over to the bed in case he was asleep, she carefully pulled back the top corner of the bed covers on her side of the bed and gently slipped into it, the silken bed sheets gently gracing her bed legs. She accidentally touched her shins against his calves, making Gaara's eyes burst open and as he felt (even through the silk trousers) the smooth legs gracefully pull themselves away from him, he realised how fortunate he was that he was lying on his side … he was very much aware of her presence and it was making a certain part of him … grow, shall we say.
"Are you awake?" She said tenderly, hoping she had not woken him.
"Just resting," He said almost in a soft whisper. "I just find it hard to sleep still."
"Can I do something to help?" She asked and Gaara's non-existent eyebrows arched. 'Is this girl really unaware how sexy and seductive she sounds asking this?' He didn't want her to feel obligated to him in any way to do anything she didn't want and so when he hadn't answered and he felt a curvy body press against his back and a slender arm on top of the covers around his chest and upper arm… he had to do all he could to not do anything. He felt the moan building in his mind and body as he wanted so badly to feel her legs too touching his.
'YOU'RE BEING GREEDY,' Kanky informed him. 'I'M GOING TO BUTT OUT NOW BUT DON'T SCARE HER!'
The sand man hated to admit it but Kanky was right this woman was not just an object, it was Hinata. She was the first woman other than his mother or sister to have ever held him. This konoichi was special … not because of her nobility but because of her way of she chose to live her life. She was the sunshine and moonlight to his eclipse of the heart… he was changing so much and he owed it to meeting her again. When they ad 1st met, it was the Chuunin Exams where a very shy, nervous girl had to fight her cousin a man who hated all she represented. Somehow, she made it through that fight and although she may have lost that match… the long-tem repercussions of her bravery and resolve to not give up granted her Neji's respect. At that time, he did not see that and only saw her weakness… how wrong he was.
She had seen how terrible a thing he was when he was fighting Rock Lee and also in battle elsewhere... he'd even helped be part of an attack on the Leaf Village, her village. Regardless of this, she somehow forgave him (like Naruto had) and right now was holding him. Him, the murder of 100's, possibly 1000's of people was now in the arms of the most beautiful an caring kwoman he had ever known. She was starting to sleep lightly pressed against him, a soft moan of comfort coming from her mouth and causing his heart to beat fast and hard. She then said something that made him want to turn around and face her:
"Thank you … for saving me." Her dreams began to be filled with a ray of light she had known only once before and at last, she felt a part of herself that was having to be locked away become free. She was murmuring in her sleep and spoke soundless words with a smile.
His erection now gone and having felt she should be safely asleep, turned to face her … and he was so glad he had moved. Though the room was dark he could see her shiny dark-blue hair reflect the distant moonlight through the closed curtains in front of them. She had on her face a beautiful smile and now her comfortable sleeping position had been affected by his shift in body position, she now crept closer to him, putting her arms around his waist and burying her head into his chest.
Gaara thought his heart beat would wake her up from the incessant movement it made in his chest but it didn't. She seemed now even more comfortable and started to breathe heavier, the sensation of the warm air on his chest making him shiver slightly.
'How am I supposed to sleep like this?' He wondered, hesitating not knowing what would be the best thing to do.
'TRY CLOSING YOUR EYES, JUST A SUGGESTION.'
Muttering quietly at why his brain had degenerated to such an extent he was imagining a voice in his head, he closed his eyes. It wasn't that long before he felt comfortable with the contact between and very soon, he fell asleep as well.