A/N : Well, I have been thinking about this for a little while. Just wondered if anyone else would like this idea like I do. Also, many apologies for not writing in such a long ass time, everyone. I've been getting packed up and ready to move. All I can tell you for the moment is I'm going to be staying in another country for the next 2 years.

DISCLAIMER: Masashi Kishimoto Is the owner of Naruto, He is a wonderful man. I'm thankful to be able to use his characters!

Let's Hold Hands

Chapter 11

The Worst – Jhene Aiko

The walk had been going enjoyable silent, not bothering to start up a conversation since he needed a bit of time to his thoughts. Seeing his good friend show up out of the blue was more than enough surprise for today. The blonde had slowed his footfall and hummed out a sentence that the Kazekage hadn't at all been expecting. Gaara's blood felt frozen in his veins, tongue darting out to suddenly lick his chapped lips. Surely he hadn't heard right. Perhaps his ears were playing tricks on him.

"I know what you did with Sakura."

It took all of his strength not to spin on his heel and punch his friend square in the jaw. "What did you fucking say?" It was at that point, which Naruto had given that trademark shit eating grin to the red head, stepping right out of his fire range. Sand dangerously swirled about in small tendrils at Gaara's feet, visibly irritated. "You heard me. I know you all assume I'm an idiot, but I'm not. I know you fucked my girl. You likely know that the baby could be yours, right?" Someone more than capable of playing dirty seemed to switch places with the usual dolt, catching the poor Kazekage off guard.

Had he really changed this much over such a small period of time? What could he possibly say at this point? "…What do you want me to say about that? Hinata knows." Bluffing could likely get him out of this situation, given his history with having a monotone voice. However, Naruto didn't seem so keen on believing it at all. "Horse shit. I doubt Hinata would still be all lovey to you if she knew you possibly impregnated someone else's woman."

'It's a wonder someone like you ever caught her attention in the first place, chasing after such a frivolous slut.' Pupiless turquoise darkened considerably in irritation of Naruto's astounding observation, raising and dropping his shoulders with a lazy sigh. "What is it that you're attempting to gain from stating the obvious to Hinata? Do you think you will suddenly become the knight in shining armor to my wife after the traitorous heartbreak you caused? Are you thinking that perhaps she will forgive you and fall into your arms?" Lips curved upwards and tightened in an almost unnatural appearing smile, straining to keep his expression from the once blood lusting grin that he'd worn years ago. "I wouldn't expect anything less from someone like you, Gaara. I didn't know you'd taken her for a wife as more than a simple title. This is unexpected." The blonde knew when he had been bested and merely shrugged, hands shoved into the depths of his pockets. "I wanna take Hina out, just once. Treat her like a perfect gentleman; enjoy a nice dinner with her. Lie her down and fuck her nice and tenderly like you did to my gir-" Before Naruto could even finish uttering his sentence, he was silenced with an uppercut to the chin that sent him flying back onto his ass. The usually poised and calm kage now stood in a rage, baring his glistening teeth to be seen. "You'd better keep your fucking mouth shut if you know what's good for you. I'd hate to send you back to Kohona in a body bag, you bastard."

The thought of his innocent wife lying bare beneath Naruto had been more than enough to send his blood boiling, certain that he'd have went on a rampage if Shukaku still resided within him. Who the hell did Naruto think he was to slur such a foul insult in his direction? "You dare to come here and insult me for your faulty choice of a woman? You fault me for her coming here and spreading her legs as often as she did? You assume her to be a so clean when in reality she's laid on her back for who knows how many others?" In that instance, Naruto shot right up to ram his fist into Gaara's stomach. Satisfaction derived from seeing his opponent grimacing and lurching forth to catch his breath. " Take that back!"

Rage and tension remained thick in the air between the two men; now pummeling each other until their stamina had began to run low. Gaara had gotten the upper hand eventually and managed to slam Naruto onto his back, straddling him to punch his face only a handful of times. As he'd rise and stumbled back, his chest rapidly rose and fell in attempt to calm the adrenaline rushing through his veins. The blonde lay unmoving on the ground, face slightly bloodied from his newly broken nose and the beginnings of a bruised left eye. "Why are we doing this? This isn't even important. You know and I know that Sakura has had her fair share of men. Tell me why you're really so upset, Naruto."

"I wanted her. I wanted her and you took her from me. You're supposed to be my friend, Gaara. You stole her away before I even got the chance." Came a soft whimper, followed by a light sniffle. Cerulean eyes peered at the body laying upon the dusty ground, feeling a strange sense of guilt in what had perspired. It shouldn't have come to violence over a situation like this, hadn't they been such close friends? "It wasn't of my choosing, Naruto. She sought me out and I never wielded her for anything more than sex. I assure you, I never sought a relationship nor did I ever give her such an idea." He shuffled closer and squatted down beside the male, awkwardly patting the tufts of wheat hair in a poor attempt of comfort. Naruto had merely remained sobbing into his palms, finally finding peace in releasing all the pent up emotions that he'd held onto for so long.

Unseen from the corner of a nearby building, Kankuro and Temari could only give each other knowing gazes whilst standing guard to make certain no one would bask in the ridiculous spectacle of their younger brother and his 'friend' sharing what could loosely be deemed as a 'moment'.

"I'm sorry for being such an asshole. I'm just going through a lot right now and I guess I wanted a reason to be mad at everyone around me. I can't chastise her for the things she's done but I love her so much. I just want to know that she'll love me too in the end and I'm not just some option." Naruto moaned through his bitter tears, shakily exhaling as he pushed forth to lean on his palms. All that Gaara could do was to continue lightly patting the man, nodding his head in silent understanding. "Things will work as they are meant to in the end. Isn't that what we are lead to believe?" With those words, the two helped one another onto their feet and brushed each other off. Soft apologies were offered and even a light hug was shared. "That girl was definitely more trouble than she's worth." Temari muttered beneath her breath, Kankuro grunting in agreement as they'd finally decided to make their presences known to the two. "Let's get going, boys. The sun is gonna melt me at this rate." Called the fan wielder, combating the urge to grimace at all that had been witnessed in just the last few hours.

A Few Hours Later || Kazekage's compound

Deep midnight tresses tied into a loose braid and swaying lazily behind the head of Hinata as her head lulled back against the hard back of the wooden chair, resting her teacup atop the oval table. A hand rose to catch the lightest of yawns from her coral pink lips, blinking back the tears of a sleep deprived woman and nearly flying onto her feet as the sounds of a door creaking open had alarmed her. She'd spent half of the day hesitantly awaiting the arrival of her husband with a small bag in hand, having returned from a small shopping spree. Despite it being a bit early, she simply couldn't resist beginning their small wardrobe for the expected member of their small family. A simple eggshell white one piece with sand dune patterns near the knees had been purchased along with a few other outfits that she deemed would be irresistible on their newborn. The faint noises of three distinct voices began to pick up until she was greeted with the awful sight of her battered spouse, gasping in shock. "What happened to you?" Worry was evident in her gentle voice, skittering forward to cup his face in his hands and assess the damage. Minus a few scratches littering his left cheek and area of his right eyebrow, he didn't seem too damaged. Still, she didn't at all take kindly to it and cast the man a stern expression. "Gaara, what have you gotten yourself into?" The bag had now been left on the table, crinkling paper capturing the Red haired man's attention as he easily maneuvered his sore body over and shoved a hand inside. Shoving the paper aside with ease, his fingertips caught the smooth cotton material and raised it to inspect with calculating eyes. His deathly sharp expression now smoldering with joy at the beautiful details on such a small amount of cloth. "Our child will look wonderful in this.." His voice trailed off once cerulean met lavender, Hinata's gaze refusing to waver beneath his observance. Instead, she took a bold step forward and draped her arms about his mid section from behind. Standing on the tips of her toes, she grazed his cheek with her soft lips. A soft hum escaped as he turned his head to meet her kiss in full, enjoying the warmth and soothing presence that she was so capable of bringing about. A much needed calm to end his chaotic day.

To Be Continued…

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