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Who's getting married?
Kiya woke up to a hand shaking her. "No, my alarm clock isn't ringing. Go away." She mumbled into her pillow and rolled over. She opened her groggy eyes to a pair of bright, very amused jade ones.
"I'm sure your alarm clock is ringing in your room. You are a very sound sleeper." Gaara observed.
"Yeah," Kiya sat up and rubbed her eyes "I learned it when I was in the hospital after my parents died, who knew hospitals were so noisy at night?" Gaara just smiled. Kiya stretched then climbed out of the bed, she picked up her dress from last night throwing it on and leaving to go get ready for the day. She gave Gaara kiss before she left though.
The week flew by. Kiya and Gaara both were helping organize the grand opening ball for the library and Kiya was making sure everything was in its proper place in the library and museum. Gaara also informed Kiya that she would need a dress.
"But I have plenty of dresses, why would I need a new one?" Kiya asked as she fixed a pile of papers on his desk that was about to fall over.
"It is a formal event, and I want you to be the best dressed." He answered "Take Temari with you, she will need a dress too."
Kiya smiled, she loved going shopping with Temari, she knew all the best places. "Okay, I will be the best dressed! Believe it!" she shouted then giggled, Gaara just smiled at her again.
"Where to go? Where to go?" Temari pulled Kiya through the streets on the Thursday before the ball that was happening on Saturday.
"Oh! Here's a good place!" Temari yanked Kiya sharply to the right and up a flight of stairs. They came to a small studio shop at the top of the stairs filled with dresses of every color you could think of all organized by color. If you turned around the room you would get a full spectrum.
"Hellooooooo! What can I assist you ladies with? Oh! You are the Kazekage's sister and dare I guess the lady librarian who is the guest of honor this Saturday?" a very flamboyant man with green, thick rimmed glassed bounded out from behind the counter to shake their hands.
"I am so happy you decided to come to my store! What are you looking for today?" he smiled with pearly white teeth as he led them over to his desk and they all sat down.
They talked for a while about what each of them wanted and once he had an idea about each of them he went and pulled some dresses that he thought they would like and look good on them. Temari went first. She tried on dress after dress but none of them seemed right but then the third from the end she found it. She came out beaming and stood in front of the mirror. It was beautiful! It had a dark silver layer with sequins and then a thick lace over lay allowing the sparkle to peek through and catch the light. It was floor length and was tight against her body until about her knees then it flared out slightly and ended in a tiny train. It was held up by little back spaghetti straps.
Kiya had a lot more dresses but they tended toward blue. She figured that he thought that since she was the guest of honor she would end up sitting by the Kazekage and therefore match but the one dress he put in just for fun turned out to be the one that she loved the most. Kiya strutted out of the dressing room and turned in a full circle so Temari and the salesman could see. The dress was flawless on her. It had a straight neck line with straps that held it up over her shoulders then crossed over her back. The dress was back less and the straps that held the dress up on her shoulders were connected to the rest of the dress just under her shoulder blades. The back of the dress scooped low so if she turned around she could see the little dimples in her lower back just before her pelvic bone started. The dress was form-fitting all the way to the knee like Temari's but flared out more and ended in a small train. The color was perfect on her; it was a deep burgundy satin that shimmered in the light.
"It's the same color as Gaara's combat jacket! Hey Kiya remember that one time?" Temari said. Kiya's face turned a little red remembering the time she had stripped for him in his own jacket.
"It is? Well then I guess it is fate. Hun that dress was made for you." The clerk said smiling wider than she had yet seen.
"Dude Gaara's gonna flip when he sees you wearing that dress!" Temari whispered to Kiya after the man left
"I know!" Kiya said pulling up her hair so she could see the back again.
Temari and Kiya left the store with a garment bag each and ran home. "Temari you can't tell him about my dress I want it to be a total surprise." Kiya murmured hurriedly as she ran up the stairs to hide the dress in her closet. As she walked out of her room she looked at the time, it was 1:30 almost time for her to be getting to Gaara's office.
The next two days went by slowly; Kiya couldn't wait to see Gaara's face when he walked in seeing her wearing that dress. Gaara had to be at the ballroom later than Kiya did so he would not be escorting her so the first time he would see the dress would be when he got there.
'Let's hope his self control holds.' Kiya thought to herself stifling a giggle. Gaara looked up from his paper work hearing her trying to laugh silently to herself.
"What's so funny?" he asked her
"It's nothing honey, go back to your paper work." She snickered.
The day of the ball finally arrived and Kiya had her hands full. She was directing the decorations and where the food and other things should go. She had brought everything she needed with her in her trusty back pack and the garment bag that held her dress. The ballroom was huge and she spent the whole day directing. The ball started at 7 and it was 5:30, Kiya looked at her watch then looked around at the room. Everything was coming along nicely so she figured she could slip out and change. She pulled the bathroom door shut and locked it; there was another girl's bathroom down the hall so she figured that claiming this one for herself wasn't so bad.
She pulled up the dress; it was open enough that it didn't have a zipper. And she buckled her black, patent leather stilettos. She loved these shoes; they were her absolute favorite but they were a little too racy for the office. They were 6 inch stiletto heels with a big band of leather holding her toes in to the bottom of the shoe and an ankle strap around her ankle. They were so sexy! She pulled her hair to the side and twisted it into an elaborate low bun just under her ear, she was lucky that it decided to lay the way she wanted it to the first time. She pulled out her antique diamond and pearl hair clip her 'grandmother' had left her with matching earrings. She left the necklace off going for the simpler approach. She opted for a silvery smoky eye and plain lip gloss. She looked herself over in the full length mirror, she was ready. With her favorite clutch in her hand she walked out of the bathroom and handed her back pack to one of the guard shinobi asking him if he would put it in the coat closet for her.
It was 7:25 and Gaara was pacing his office, he didn't have to be there until 8 but he wanted to make the announcement already. Kankuro walked in knocking as he opened the door to make known his presence.
"Hey dude. How are you feeling?" he said quieter than usual.
Gaara answered "Fine…nervous." After a minute realizing he had said his default answer and changing his mind.
He remembered what Kiya had said about moral support so he decided to take a chance and rely on his brother.
"It's okay, once you make this speech it's all gonna be smooth sailing, the council won't be able to do jack shit and you get to be happy. I know it's hard up here waiting but once you see her and talk to her you will know what to say."
Gaara thought about his brother's words, it had helped, he knew what he wanted to say just not how to say it. He couldn't just go up there and say 'oh by the way I'm marrying the librarian.' He had to say it well. He was left to himself and thought until he came up with the perfect words. He had whiled away the time he had left and soon it was time for him to make his entrance.
"Well here goes nothing." He thought as he left his office.
Kiya mingled with the various people there to celebrate the opening of the library. There were lots of lords and ladies and such from everywhere around the wind country. There were many sons and daughters of said lords and ladies milling about looking rather bored. She felt slightly uncomfortable; she didn't know any of these people and had to constantly remind them that she was from the fire nation. After that they tended to look down their nose at her. She would have been offended if she didn't know that Gaara was going to announce their engagement and they would be scrambling for her good graces. Her mind always went bitch mode around people who thought they were better than everyone else just because they had more money.
"Why, hello." She heard a voice say from behind her. It was a nice voice but he had nothing on Gaara. It was deep and sensual but after everything that Gaara had said his just didn't do it for her. She turned to look into intense emerald eyes under bangs of dark brown.
She smiled politely and held out her hand saying "hello. I am Kiya the librarian." He grasped her hand and brought it to his lips
"I am Kyseku." He said as he released her hand, she pulled it away and discreetly wiped it off on her dress, he didn't notice. Something about him gave Kiya the creeps but she talked with him politely then saw Temari waving at her from across the room and excused herself.
"Thank you! That guy was a total creeper!" Kiya whispered to her friend. "I hate not being officially engaged, all these loser 'royals' keep hitting on me." Kiya downed her drink.
"It's okay Kiya, Gaara will be here soon and he's going to make his speech first thing. Then they will definitely leave you alone." Just then there was a hush in the room and Gaara walked in wearing full Kazekage regalia, hat and all.
"How does he make that hat look good? I tried it on and it made me feel so dumb!" Kiya whispered to Temari who choked on her drink.
Gaara climbed the three stairs to the little podium on the stage. "Good evening." His voice carried through the hall. Now that was a voice! Kiya shivered a little she couldn't wait till this was over. Gaara's eyes stared straight ahead.
"I would like to welcome you all to the grand opening of Suna's official Library." There was light clapping. "This project took 6 months and was headed up by a Konoha ninja and librarian: Kiya."
His eyes scanned the room looking for her. His heart stopped dead, there she was looking at him with that little devious smile on her glossy, plump, pink lips and that wickedly sexy twinkle in her eye.
"As Kazekage and on behalf of my village and country I would like to thank you for your hard work." He said staring back at her as the slight applause filled the room. After the applause died down Gaara went on.
"I would like to make an announcement. It was brought to my attention about a year ago by my council that soon I would have to marry." The crowd was dead silent "At first I was not inclined to the idea and kept it quiet until I met a…certain someone." Gaara had to hold back the smile threatening as he practically felt the people in the room start to hold their breath; they knew now what would be happening. "And soon I found myself…enchanted with her. So now it is my pleasure to announce that my fiancée and the Kaze-hime to be as none other than the Konoha librarian: Kiya." There was a collective gasp as the crowd parted to look at her.
She smiled brilliantly and started to walk up to the podium to join him. The sound of her heels on the marble floor echoed in the ballroom. She climbed the stairs and stood at his side. The hall was silent until Kankuro and Temari started clapping. Everyone else joined in after that.
"Care to dance, love?" he turned to her hiding his smile from the audience.
"I thought you said you couldn't dance." Kiya said looking at him.
"I said I didn't know how to dance in a bar."
"Then of course Kazekage-sama. Well just as long as you don't wear that stupid hat." She giggled.
He pulled it off and left it on the podium. They climbed down the stairs and walked to the dance floor. He pulled her in close, his hand on her lower back, her hand on his shoulder and her right hand in his left. The music started and they swayed softly.
Gaara leaned down to murmur in her ear "This dress should be illegal. Where the hell did you find it?" he heard her giggle and whisper back
"The last dress shop in Suna."
He growled low in her ear "do you have any idea what this does to me?" he could hear the smug smile in her voice when she whispered back
"Of course, that's why I picked it."
"You're evil." He tightened his grip on her ever so slightly
"I am very aware of that, Kazekage-sama." He loved the way she played with his title, always making it sound so…sexy.
"You will have to go back to Konoha soon. How will you tell your friends that you are engaged?" Kiya started to laugh
"I figured that I would just wear my ring and tell whoever notices."
Gaara smirked "Will you tell them who it is you are engaged to?"
"Maybe, I'm sure Sakura, Ino and Naruto will get it out of me either way."
Gaara then said "well Naruto already knows, he delivered the Hokage's message regarding our engagement. She suggested that I include him in the process of asking permission to marry you. I figured that he was your closet friend that it was only fitting to ask him." He explained
"Gaara you are such a sweetheart. I love you." Kiya tangled her hand in the hair at the base of his neck.
"And I love you. Would you like to go home soon?" she could hear the tiniest hint of strain in his voice. She knew that he couldn't wait to rip this dress of her.
She smirked "Just as long as you don't rip my dress."
"Spoil sport." He said as he nipped her ear discreetly.
As they left the dance floor they had to wade through all the well wishers and congratulators. Gaara was impatient, he had always been that way but Kiya accepted the congratulations with grace and fluidity. Gaara knew she would be good for his image; she could play the part of Kaze-hime to perfection when in the presence of strangers. They got through the crowd much faster with her in charge and after they picked up her things from the coat closet they were out the door. Gaara picked her up and jumped from roof to roof, he had to get home fast. Her dress was killing him.
"Impatient much?" Kiya whispered then licked the shell of his ear. He shuddered but only ran faster
"I could say the same to you." He countered, she only laughed. She wanted to torture him as much as possible before he could actually get his hands on her. She ran her fingers through his hair and kissed the side of his neck, sucking the soft flesh into her mouth then letting it go with a 'pop'. He groaned as he jumped down from the last roof top and landed in front of the mansion. He pulled her through the door shutting it and pushing her back roughly against it. He kissed her greedily, reveling in the fact that she was his and he was hers finally and officially.
"Back to this now are we?" Kiya gasped as he released her lips in favor of her neck, giving her the same treatment that she had given him on the way over here. She suddenly broke from his grasp heading for the stairs. "Catch me if you can." She whispered in his ear taking off for the stairs, hiking her dress up so she could run faster.
She still had her heels on but she was fast none the less. Gaara knew she wasn't running from him, she was running for him. She wanted him to chase her, to capture her and then do wild and naughty things to her. He grinned and did just that. He chased her up the stairs taking them two at a time. She yelped then laughed when he almost caught her. He found that he loved this game. He watched as her hair came loose and spilled down her open back. He caught her just before she reached his bedroom door. He grabbed her hips, turned her then threw her over his shoulder. She shrieked with laughter as he carried her through his door then kicked it shut with his foot.
He tossed her off his shoulder on to the bed and undressed. He looked down at her, his official fiancée. He took in her disheveled black hair falling on the pillows in loose waves her cheeks stained with a light blush her mouth open and her pink lips swollen. He watched her chest heave as she tried to steady her breathing. Her dress was pooling around her thighs. And her feet were incased in the sexiest shoes he had ever seen.
"Those are staying." He thought as he grabbed her and dragged her to the edge of the bed so he could wrench off her dress. He pushed her back and kissed her once she was divested of clothing. He was delighted to find that she didn't wear underwear; it just made his job easier. His fingers played with her nipples. He pinched them then pulled them lightly, he had discovered the first time, much to his satisfaction, that she liked it a little rough and she was in luck because he could give it.
He let go of her mouth and sucked a nipple loving her reaction. She moaned loudly as her hands wound tighter into the sheets.
"Gaara!" she groaned out as he switched breasts and a hand trailed over her wet pussy lips.
"Yes?" he answered letting her nipple go.
"Oh Gaara! I love you but stop teasing me!" she whimpered. He smiled; it was his turn to torture her since she had done such a good job on the way here. His finger gently circled her clit, not touching it.
"Teasing? Whatever do you mean love?" He answered in a mock innocent voice. As he dipped the tip of his finger into her, just barely penetrating.
"Gaara! Fuck me already! I need you!" he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. She could feel the head of his cock at her opening.
"Do you really want it?" he asked nibbling her ear lobe.
"Yes! God yes!" she pleaded with him. He put her wrists in one hand and grabbed his cock with the other. He slowly rubbed the head in between her folds brushing her clit softly.
"Really?" he asked his voice dropping to a rumble within his chest. He felt her contract at the sound of his voice and his male pride shot through the roof.
"Oh God, Gaara yes! Yes I want it so bad!" she sobbed out.
"Very well then love, I am not one to deny my fiancée what she wants most." She would have rolled her eyes if he had not pushed his rock hard shaft all the way into her at that moment.
"GAARA!" she struggled against his grip on her wrists and arching her back. He started thrusting. She was in heaven she loved the way he fit inside her and she loved the way he wasn't afraid to be rough with her. He watched her breasts bounce as he plunged into her. God he loved this woman! He became aware that a steady stream of swearing and general foul mouthedness was flowing out of his fiancée.
"God! Gaara I love it so much! Harder, fuck me harder! Yeah! FUCK! Shit! God damn!" He decided to up the ante and grabbed her left ankle and threw it over his shoulder. "OHHHHHHHH!" her eyes shot open and she started to scream as he hit her cervix. It was a little painful but it felt too amazing for her to really mind. She watched him lick the heel of her shoe then grin down at her from the corner of his eye.
"God fucking damn it that's sexy!" she groaned out. He grabbed the back of her knee and pushed it down to her chest. He watched her back arch and he captured one of her nipples again. He could feel her start to tighten and her voice pitch. She was close.
"Kiya, are you mine?" he gasped out. He had to hear her say it, he loved hearing her say it.
"Yes! Yes Gaara, I'm yours. Are you mine? Ah!" she moaned back.
"Yes, I've always been yours. From the moment I first saw you." His thrusts were becoming erratic. Kiya grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down for a kiss as they both groaned out their orgasms.
They lay panting, Kiya's leg still up over his shoulder as he lay on her chest trying to catch his breath.
"I love you." He heard her whisper into his hair.
"I love you too." He lifted his head up and kissed her softly. He pulled out and rolled to the other side of the bed. He watched her unbuckle her heels and throw them out into the room somewhere. Then she cuddled into his out stretched arm.
"When are you leaving for Konoha?" he said running his hand up and down her back.
"I suppose in a week or so. I'll make sure to write you often and keep you updated on everything that is happening." She heard him sigh.
"What am I going to do without you?"
Kiya laughed "you are going to do your paper work that's what." He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Let's talk about this in the morning." Kiya offered. He nodded and they both went to sleep.