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

AuthorsNotes: I'm really trying here people. I'm trying to make this story better, you know put some action in it, but its hard. I never really typed or wrote any action scenes before. But I'll try, so I'm going to fit in a training scene in this chapter so let me know what you think and I'll see what I can do.

~(Saya's P.O.V)~

I made a turn down the street that lead to my house and froze. It was around noon and I was getting pretty tired again. I yawned not even bothering to cover my mouth seeing as though I was the only one around at the moment. I rolled my shoulders back, releasing a sigh. 'This was really pointless,' I thought, ' I mean, what could I possibly gain by avoiding Kiba?" I shoved my hands inside of my pants pockets and sighed. 'He's probably still looking for me now too. Either that or he's sleeping.' I felt a shiver run down my spine at that last thought and licked my lips. Forget my house, maybe I should go straight to his. A quick peek is all I need. God knows Kiba's cute when he sleeps. I slapped myself, quickly shaking my head. 'Na, I should probably go home and take a shower first, maybe even a nap.' Another yawn escaped me and I knew that that nap was no longer optional. 'Maybe I should skip Kiba's house all together.' I continue to make my way down the street. It was quit, and if it was anyone else that was walking down this street they would have thought that it was too quit. There were buildings on either side of me, more like little shops and stands to be exact. They were all worn and run down looking, I could never tell if it was from all the years of wear and tare or if it was from lack of care. I huffed. This place was like a ghost town and if I didn't know better, I would have thought that I was the only person living on this street. I kicked a pebble as the walls of my mansion came into view. They were painted a pearly white and the slopping roof like tops that covered them were painted a gold like color. I frowned. Not exactly creative I know but each time I tried to come up with different colors for the paint job it just didn't seem right. It was annoying to say the least. I slipped in through one of the gates and sighed, closing the thing behind me. I never knew being home could be so... unnerving, it was annoying. I followed the stone path up to my front steps and kicked my door open, not even bothering to use the key. But now that I think about it, that key would have been a better choice. At least that way Gaara would've known that it was me standing on the font steps and not some random enemy. I choked as his sand curled around my throat and tried to pry it off. No such luck. I hissed, baring my fangs and tried to ignore the earge to blow everything skyhigh with my chakra. I hated being caught of guard and trapped. It made me feel like an animal. A picture of 'his' face flashed in my head and I whmpered in fear, almost fainting. My eyes fell to the doorway as I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. I instantly relaxed.

"Garra."

He didn't even look at me. His face was expressionless, his stance tense. Something was on him mind. I rolled my eyes. 'Thank you captin obvious,' I thought to myself. I kicked my legs restlessly. I was getting tired of dangling up here. I shot a dirty look down at Gaara and cleared my throat.

"Plan on letting me go anytime soon or am I going to spend the night up here," I hissed.

He dropped me and I fell to the ground with minimum grace. I rubbed my ass as I watched him turned his back to me and walked inside. It was almost sad. Almost. I followed up behide him and once we were in the living room, made a reach for his hand. His sand stopped me.

"What do you want?"

"What's bothering you," I asked.

He went silent. I stepped in front of him, somewhat forcing him to look at me.

"What's wrong," I tried again.

He didn't say anything. I let out a fustraited sigh. Running my hand through my hair I glared at him.

"Gaara, I'm trying to be nice here. Now look, I know it has something to do with last night but-."

He grabbed me and pulled me towards him, crushing me against his chest. I made a sound of shock and froze. My eyes were wide as I looked up at him. His face was red and his eye were closed. He was holding me so tightly.

"Gaara."

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you like that, I just couldn't-. What you were showing me, I just couldn't belive it was real. There was no way I could be that happy from just being with someone. I couldn't imagine me telling someone I love them and then wanting to forget them," He pulled away and grazed down at me, "What happened?"

I just stood there... shocked to say the least. When I got home all I really expected from him was the cold shoulder treatment, for him to act as though I didn't exist and to walk right past me. What I didn't expect however was for him to hug me and tell me that he was sorry. I swallowed. My throat suddenly feeling dry. His green eyes stared down into my red ones and I knew that I had to answer him.

"Your father," I said coldly. He didnt' like the answer.

"Did he do something to you?"

I shook my head, "No," I said smuggly.

He stared at me as if expecting me to continue. I crossed my arms over my chest and stared back. I couldn't tell him everything.

"Waiting for something?"

"You're not going to tell me?"

"You're not ready for it," I said sweetly. He didn't like that answer either. He made a grab for me but I simply side stepped him. Next was his sand, but I simply sent out a pulse of chakra and his sand exploded. That froze him in place.

"How did you-."

"There is a reason as to why they choose me to protect you you know," I said cockily, circling him, "Naruto isn't the only one that can go toe-to-toe with you."

I stopped in front of him and shoved my hands back into my pockets, "Or would you like to find out?"

He didn't say anything and I took that as a no.

"You'll find out all that you need to know in due time Gaara, you shouldn't rush these things," I said turning my back to him, "You wouldn't want a repeat of last night, right?"

Silence.

'I didn't think so.'

I stepped out of the shower and sighed in content. The hot steamy water was just what I needed to relieve my stress, a hot shower always seemed to relax me. Most people would've just gone to a hot spring for some relaxation but what they don't know and I did was that there is always a chance of a peeping Jiraiya lurking around. I remembered the first time I had caught him peeping. I had just stepped out of the hot spring with my towel wrapped around me when I heard something. Chuckling. I didn't even hesitate to throw a throwing star in that direction. Hit him dead between the eyes. The bastard. After that I careful not to go to any type of hot spring unless I was sure that the coast was clear. It was one thing if Kiba sees me, but it's totally different if a dirty old man is checking me out. Which reminds me, I haven't seen the old fart around today. I shrugged. He was probably at the hot springs checking out the poor unsuspecting women. I scowled at the thought. It was at times like this that I wish that I didn't have any respect for the man. He is such a perv. I stepped out of my bathroom and into my bedroom once again enjoying the feeling of the carpet against my toes. I didn't even waste time when it came to me dropping my towel onto the floor and walking away from it. I didn't even sence the pair of eyes watching me as bent over and looked through one of my dressers that decorated my room along the walls. I did, however, notice when a pair of hands found their way around my waist and something hot and wet trailed a line up the side of my neck. I shivered.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

I laughed, "What for? You didn't do anything wrong."

I heard him gulp and I knew that he thought that I was mad. I laughed again.

"I'm not mad at you Kiba, you did nothing wrong. If anything I'm the one at fault. I shouldn't have reacted that way, it's not your fault that you didn't want to kiss me," I turned around so that I could face him and watched as he blushed. I had almost forgotten that I was nacked. A devious smile crawled onto my lips and I chuckled. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pressed my body against his, grazing up into his eyes.

"Do you really feel that bad," I asked sweetly. He nodded absently and I could feel his hands rest on my hips. I pressed myself closer.

"How bad?"

He began to stroke my hips and press himself against me. "Bad," he said. It almost sounded like he was having trouble breathing.

I had to keep from laughing. I went up on my toes and placed a quick kiss to his lips before pulling away and resting my head on his shoulder.

"Really? You don't seem that upset to me."

"Trust me," he said grinding against me, "I'm really upset," he bent down and kissed me, "I don't even know what to do with myself."

I smiled as a moan escaped him and a dazed look began to glaze over his eyes. I reached down between our bodys and cupped his manhood smiling once again as he instantly bucked his hips into my hand. I grinned.

"Yes, you seem really troubled," I snickered. He just growled and grabbed my hand, forcing me to rub him harder. I blushed.

"I-I think that's enough Kiba," I said trying to yank my hand away. He growled and glared down at me.

"I don't think so."

"But I'm wet," I said struggling as he began to drag me towards the bed. Wrong thing to say.

He tossed me this evil wolf like grin from over his shoulder before tossing me onto the bed.

"Well thats nice to know."

I stock my tongue out at him rather childishly and scowled.

"Why you want me so badly I'll never know,' I sighed as he crawled onto the bed. He didn't say anything and just settled between my legs. I shifted uncomfortably. Kiba ignored it.

"You really shouldn't tease people like that, Saya," he said dipping his head so that he could place a kiss on my collarbone. I hissed at the contact and tried to keep myself from leaning closer. He chuckled and began to trail light kisses up the side of my neck, across my jaw, and finally, on my lips. I rested a hand on his chest and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. God he tasted good. He swiped his tongue across my bottum lip and I moaned loudly before letting him in. His tongue wrestled with mine for dominace and I quickly pinned his before exploring his mouth. It was so hot and wet and-! I gasped, breaking the kiss, and bucked my hips up. Kiba smirked at my reaction and continued to rub me between my legs. I groan and tried to hide the blush that was, no doubtedly, on my face. He chuckled and rubbed me harder before gently inserting a finger. I had the sheets on my bed in a death grip as a wave of pain shoot through me. I cried out.

"K-Kiba..."

"I'm so sorry," he said softly, "But it'll get better soon, promise."

He began to thrust his finger in and out of me and soon the pain was gone. I sighed in releif, but that sigh was soon cut short by another moan. My head fell back as I began to thrust my hips in time with Kiba's finger. I moaned louder and thrusted my hips down harder trying to get as much pleasure out of this as possible. It felt so good! I never knew riding a finger like this would feel so good. Kiba's name feel from my lips and I felt something in the lower part of my body clench up. I cried out as my body clamped down on Kiba's finger and fell limply against my bed. I was panting, tired, and suddenly sleeply. My gaze slid down towards Kiba's grinning face and I raised my middle finger at him. He laughed and crawled over beside me pulling the covers over us. I glared at him and pressed myself closer to him. He chuckled.

"I hope you're happy now," I hissed, "Thanks to you, now I have to go and take another shower," I swatted his arm and fixed him with another glare. He simply laughed.

"As long as I get to join you," he mused, kissing my forehead.

I continued to glare at him, fixing him with themost hate filled gaze I could muster, even though that was the complete oppsite of how I really felt. A yawn escaped me and I knew it wouldn't be long before I was drifting off into a peaceful sleep. I cuddled closer to Kiba, enjoying the heat that his body gave off as buried my face into his clothed chest, smiling. He gazed down at me and I felt my eyelids begin to close. He smiled down warmly at me and I couldn't help but return the favor.

"You know Kiba," I mumbled, trying to hold back another yawn.

He smiled, brushing some of my hair out of my eyes, "What?"

"I really do love you, you know that right?"

His eyes widened and I could tell that he was holding his breath. But then, after a moment, he finally smiled and chuckled, kissing my forehead again, "I know," he said softly, "Even if you didn't tell me."

I felt a tear roll down my cheek and smiled. 'And that is why I love you.'

~(Kiba's P.O.V)~

I watch as her eyelids drifted close and smiled. She was so beautiful. I brushed another strand of her dark hair out of her face and watch the steady raise and fall of her chest as she slept. She looked so peaceful, so calm and content. I raised my hand and stroked her cheek gently, careful not to wake her. 'I wish she could always look like this." I wrapped my arms around her protectivly, shielding her with my body from some unseen danger or threat. She steered in her sleep, reaching up and clutching me closer to her. I smiled, unable to do anything else but wishing that I could. I rested my head against her's. I knew there were a lot of things that she's wasn't telling me, and I know that her not telling me was a way of protecting me, but still.

'To be able to protect her, is that to much to ask?