A/N: So very sorry for the delay. I recently got a new job and have been super busy and tired. Hopefully you'll enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 14: All Mine
Gaara
Stunned, Gaara stares at Rin. Silent tears are running down her face.
"I-I've never told anyone that…Not even Yoru," she smiles despite the tears. "I…Feel…Lighter…Free, almost."
He continues to stare at her, unsure as to what to say.
"I-I'm sorry…I didn't mean to…"
His arms instinctively wrap around her. The sudden urge to protect her overtakes him.
Should I tell her?
Gaara quickly dismisses the idea. She glances up at him but says nothing. The pair remains in their embrace for a long while before Rin finally opens her mouth. She inhales a small bit of air before slowly exhaling it.
"Gaara," she says in a small voice.
The redhead can only muster a weak, "hmm?"
"What I told you…Promise you won't tell anyone?"
He nods, still unable to speak.
"I haven't drank in a while…and I think I won't ever again…I want to be a good older sister to Ryuu and…" she pauses, unsure. "And a good girlfriend to you…"
He hugs her tighter.
"What I told you…It…It doesn't change anything between us, does it?" she asks, searching his face.
"No," he finally manages.
…
Slowly, Gaara slides into the bed next to Rin. The steady sound of her breathing reaches his ears, lulling him. He pauses, taking her in. Her white curls are scattered about her, framing her face like a halo.
She's so beautiful…And she's all mine.
Smiling, Gaara gets under the sheets. He wraps his arms around her, pulling Rin's small frame against him. She stirs for a moment, her eyes briefly fluttering open before she falls back asleep, her cheek resting against his chest.
"All mine," he murmurs, placing a whisper of a kiss on her temple.
She's been through so much…Much more than I could have probably endured…Yet, she had endured it and still found it in herself to make others happy…She's so...pure.
Eyes growing heavy, the redhead pulls her closer to him.
And she's all mine.
...
Rin
She feels Gaara pull her tighter against him. Fear envelops her. She'd never told anyone that before. Why had she been so impulsive in telling him? Something about him just seemed so…disarming.
I can trust him right? He said nothing has changed between us…
Yet, for some reason, she can't help but feel as if something had in fact changed. She feels tears building up in her eyes.
He'll probably want sex now that he knows I've been doing it since I was 7…I've had a kid…No guy wants a chick who's been used like I have.
She slowly pulls away from his sleeping form, wrapping her arms around her chest.
But, part of me wants it…Because if I did it with him, I would know I consented to it…And maybe, I could enjoy it for once?
She glances at him.
He's so perfect…I want him…I want to be able to experience that with just him…
Her finger lightly traces across his face. Gaara stirs for a split second before continuing to sleep. Rin lowers her hand from his face.
But I don't think I'm ready yet…The last time we tried, all I could think about was him. And I want to believe that nothing is different but I'm sure there's something I'm missing. Why would he be so…calm and accepting of me after everything? I know it's not love…Don't think it's ever been love…More of a convenience thing I suppose…I help him feel to be able to create art…Nothing more. I honestly don't feel like he cares for me beyond what I allow him to accomplish…Heck, we haven't been on a date in ages.
She lets out a sustained sigh.
Maybe, if I looked like Hinata or Mai…Or even Miyuki…and if I was still a virgin…Maybe then Gaara would actually love me beyond something he uses for inspiration.
…
Gaara
The sound reaches his ears before he is fully awake. Soft and sweet, the humming drifts around Gaara, surrounding him like a warm embrace.
His lips form a small smile.
"I must have died and gone to heaven," he murmurs, slowly opening his eyes.
He comes in direct contact with her grey eyes as they peek down at him on the bed.
"And you," he says softly, sitting up, "Are my angel." His finger traces the side of her face before pausing at her lips. They form a smile against his fingers. Still smiling, the redhead moves closer to her, placing a small kiss on her smiling lips.
She lets out a giggle that warms his entire body. "You're finally up…I don't think you've ever slept that much before," she says, the smile still brightening up her face.
"Today is a really big day…I needed all the sleep I could get." A mischievous smile suddenly appears on his face. Gaara quickly wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her down onto him.
"G—Gaara," she stammers, squiring on his lap as she struggles to get out of his grip.
He wraps his arms around her waist tightly, attempting to sit up. Rin presses both of her palms onto his chest, forcing him back down. His arms are still around her waist, keeping her on his lap. She leans forward, kissing the side of his neck. The redhead shudders at the sensation, a hand going to her hair. His eyes close slowly as she continues to kiss his neck. She pauses, causing him to open his eyes. Gaara feels her lips form a smile against his skin before she kisses the hollow behind his ear. Her teeth lightly graze against the lobe of his ear, drawing a sharp breath from him. Her lips move to his, landing softly against them. She places, one, two, three small kisses on his lips before pulling back and sitting up, much to his dismay. Still holding onto her waist, the redhead sits up.
"What's so big about today, aside from the fact that we're going to Osaka?" she asks, wrapping her arms around his neck, her head resting on his shoulder. His arms move up from her waist, embracing her tightly.
"Today is the day," he says softly, "That I can finally have you all to myself."
…
Rin
I can finally have you all to myself.
The words replay over and over in her mind.
What could he have meant by that? Does he finally want to?!
Her body grows warm at the thought.
I'm not sure I would even know what to do. But to see Gaara totally naked!
She feels her body growing hotter.
I can tell he has a nice body too…After that time in the hall on his birthday.
She screams internally.
But would I be able to take him? He said those condoms were too small so I can only imagine…
Rin glances at Gaara through the corners of her eyes. He and Haru are in deep conversation.
She feels a pair of arms wrap around her. Miyuki holds her tightly.
"Stay safe okay? If you need anything, let us know," she mutters, kissing Rin's temple.
Rin smiles weakly.
Miyuki is alright.
"Your father and I had your stuff sent ahead to Osaka so they should be at the address Gaara gave us. We were going to tell you last night, but Ryuu was transferred to a smaller clinic only an hour and a half from where you guys will be. The doctors will contact you when it's okay to visit him. "
Her eyes lock with her father's. He gives her a small smile.
Rin turns her back to him.
"Make sure you guys make it to my wedding," Mai says, pulling Rin and Gaara into a warm embrace.
"We will," Rin says, jokingly trying to pull away.
She notices Mai slip Gaara a wrapped box.
"These should fit better," she says with a wink.
"Thanks," Gaara says, taking them both by surprise.
"Stop that Mai! We're not going to do anything!" Rin whines, embarrassed.
"That's not what he told me," chimes Haru with a small laugh.
Rin turns to Gaara, mouth agape from embarrassment.
Noru clears his throat.
"We're going to miss you," he says awkwardly.
Rin stares at him for a long while.
"All set?" she asks, turning to Gaara.
He shifts awkwardly on his feet.
"Onee-san!"
Minori and Minoru come running into the foyer.
Smiling, Rin picks them up and kisses them.
"Rinny's leaving?"
"Yeah Noru-chan, but I promise I'll be back for Ryuu's birthday."
Minori bursts into tears.
"Thank you for having me," Gaara says, shaking hands with Noru.
"The pleasure was all mine…Don't forget to show us your art sometime," he says with a toothy grin.
Rin quietly places her sobbing brothers down.
"I'll call you as soon as we get to Osaka," she says to Mai.
"Okay, love you!" Mai says placing a kiss on Rin's forehead.
Rin grasps Gaara's hand.
"Rin," Noru starts as they walk passed him.
Gaara pauses.
"We're going to be late," Rin says flatly.
He exhales.
"It's your dad," Gaara says quietly.
"Let's go," she replies, tugging on his hand. Hesitantly, Gaara begins to walk.
"Rin…" she hears her father's voice echo as they walk out the front door.
…
"So where are we going to be staying?" Rin asks, wrapping her fingers around his. She stares out the window as the plane begins to rise higher and higher.
"We're going to stay at my old family home," he says, lifting her hand to his mouth and kissing it tenderly.
"Promise you'll show me around Osaka…Like where you grew up…yeah?" she says shyly, glancing at him.
He smiles, "Yeah sure...My family is coming in a week so I can introduce you to everyone then," he says quietly.
She looks up at him and grins. "Bet your pops will be impressed as to how you scored such a hottie, eh?"
Gaara smiles sheepishly. "That's…one way of putting it."
"I'm just kidding," she says with a laugh. Her eyes light up, "That reminds me, are there any dance companies in town that I can audition for?"
"I'm not sure….I haven't been home in almost 8 years. We can look together in a few days."
She nods, still smiling.
Gaara reaches in his backpack, pulling out several envelopes. "In case we ever get separated on the streets or if I'm too busy with Haru and you get bored: I have the address of my old home in there, as well as the number and a few maps."
…
The pair silently get off the plane. Rin walks ahead and pulls out her phone to call her sister. Gaara hesitates before catching up and taking her hand. She looks up at him and smiles.
"It's busier than I was expecting," she says pleasantly, ending the call.
"Yeah, not as busy as Tokyo though," he replies. He suddenly stops walking.
"Huh?"
"I…I've been meaning to ask you something really important," he says, eyes glued to the floor.
"What is it?"
He exhales, "You know how your father mentioned getting married…" He looks away from her, his face beet red.
Really?
She opens her mouth but before she can speak, she is cut off.
"Oh my goodness, Gaara?!"
Rin's eyes widen as Gaara's hand is jerked out of hers. Confused, she stands there for a moment before turning around. Gaara looks shocked. Hugging him tightly is a tall, slender figure.
"I-"
The girl pulls back, her pale skin flushed.
"It's me…Hana….Don't tell me you've forgotten me already."
He blinks, "Hana?" he says, really surprised.
She seems to have remembered something.
"Forgive my rudeness," she says, turning to Rin, her hand outstretched.
"I'm Hana."
Rin stares at the girl: she's tall and slim with pale skin, long, straight dark hair, and big green eyes.
"Gaara and I go way back," she says, hoping to get Rin to acknowledge her, "he…" she blushes, "we were each other's first."
Rin feels her head spinning. She takes a moment to steady her voice before speaking, "That's something awfully personal to tell someone you don't even know," she says a bit sharper than she would have liked.
Hana blushes, "You're right…I'm sorry. I just haven't seen him in so long so I got carried away."
Rin glances at her one last time before turning on her heels and walking away, leaving her with her hand outstretched and Gaara standing with a lost look on his face.
…
Trying to catch her breath, Rin maneuvers her way through the crowded streets. The urge to cry overtakes her but she forces it down.
What was the address Gaara gave me?
Reaching in her backpack, she rummages through her things until she finds the envelope with all of the travel details.
From what she remembered, they would be staying at his old family home.
Rin feels a raindrop hit her face. She hurries to find a taxi before the rain gets worse.
…
Eyes closed, Rin allows the tears to fall freely, mixing with the rain.
She stands underneath the tree, staring at the house.
He's the one with the key and he's taking his sweet time with his girl.
"Rin?" Gaara calls out, "We've been looking for you."
We?
She turns around and feels her heart sink.
Gaara and Hana are standing, under an umbrella, a few feet from her.
She turns away from them.
"Open the door already, I'm getting soaked," she says flatly.
Gaara hands Hana the umbrella and walks up to Rin.
"Hey, sorry I-"
"Gaara, I'm getting soaked," she cuts in.
"Right."
He reaches for her hand but she takes a step forward.
Sighing, Gaara walks to the front of the house and unlocks the door.
Rin dashes across the lawn and into the dark home.
The pair removes their shoes in silence.
Gaara turns to her, "Is something wrong?"
She shakes her head, "I need to shower."
"Okay, your room is this way," he says, leading her down the hall.
They stop at the very end. Gaara opens the door.
"Thanks," Rin mutters, walking into the room.
He opens his mouth to speak but Rin slams the door and locks it.
Rin quickly throws her bag down on the floor.
Sighing she collapses onto the bed.
I need a drink.
Dread washes over her. It was the first time since their dinner with Hinata and Naruto that she had had the urge to drink.
Hinata and Naruto…Haven't heard from them in a while, I hope they're doing okay.
She closes her eyes and feels herself drifting off.
…
"Gaara-kun!" the voice cuts through her sleep.
Rin sits up quickly.
That voice…Sounds so familiar.
Hana. The pretty girl from the airport.
Gaara never told me about any exes.
A bit mad, she stands up and walks over to the full sized mirror.
Rin slowly moves her clothing, piece by piece, until she only has on her underwear.
The memory of Gaara's lips on her skin sends shivers down her spine.
Rin hadn't thought it possible that she would be able to want someone as badly as she wanted Gaara.
"Gaara-kun!"
She clenches her fists.
The sound of Gaara's laughter surprises her.
I need a drink.
…
"Rin?" she can hear his voice directly outside her door. "Hana made you dinner."
She says nothing, her eyes staring up at the ceiling.
A single tear, then another one, quietly run down her cheeks.
She closes her eyes. Outside, the rain beats down harder.
"Rin?" he calls out again.
She jumps to her feet and runs to the closet.
"Rin, are you up?" He tries the door handle but it's still locked.
Pulling on a pair of black leggings and boots, she quickly puts her hair in a messy bun and throws on a black sweater over her black tank top. She grabs her bag from the floor.
Rin walks to the window and opens it. The rain rushes in, along with a strong wind. She glances out.
Thank goodness I'm on the first floor.
Closing her eyes, she swings her legs out of the window, leaping onto the grass.
Within a matter of seconds, her entire body is soaked.
I need a drink.
She sprints across the lawn.
…
The rain had all but stopped as Rin walks across the lawn. Unfortuantely, she was still soaked from head to toe. She pauses at the front door and goes to open it when it opens. Hana has a surprised look on her face.
"Rin!" she says, as if they were good friends. "We've been looking for you, I made you dinner."
Rin stares blankly at her.
"Have you been out the entire time?"
She continues to stare.
"Well, I'm heading home now…." She drifts.
The sound of footsteps comes from behind her.
"Hana, is something wr-" Gaara's eyes widen.
"I was just on my way home when I saw her…I think she must have gone out earlier," she says, turning to Gaara.
He tries to make eye contact with her.
"Anyway," Hana starts, "I'll see you tomorrow Gaara," she says, hugging him tightly.
Gaara doesn't acknowledge her.
She lets go and turns to Rin, "You should try and get warm before you catch something."
She gently rubs Rin's forearm before dashing out of the house.
"Rin, where were you?" Gaara asks, reaching for her.
She wraps her arms around her chest, quietly walking into the home.
"At least say something," Gaara says as he watches her remove her shoes.
She stands up straight, her eyes meeting his.
Rin stares at him for a long while before turning on her heel and walking to her room.
Gaara walks behind her.
"Rin…" she slams the door in his face and locks it.
Sitting on the bed, she reaches into her bag and pulls out the bottle of vodka.
Opening it, she takes a giant swig. The clear liquid burns her throat.
Stupid Gaara.
She takes another gulp.
Taking me all the way out here and just pretending like I don't exist.
Lifting the bottle to her mouth, she chugs down three more mouthfuls.
I should have never come.
She continues to drink, despite the burning sensation that fills her mouth. She feels her head begin to get heavier.
He doesn't love me. He's more in love with his beautiful ex. Why wouldn't he be? She's tall, slim, dark haired, light eyes, pale…Japanese.
Closing her eyes, she downs the remainder of the bottle.
She's everything I'm not. Why would he want me when he can have her?
Tears begin to roll down her face.
Why doesn't he love me?
Crying she frantically searches her bed for her phone. When she finds it, she drunkenly fumbles with it until she can dial the number.
"Hello?" comes Yoruichi's confused voice.
"I want to go home," she says, gulping for air.
"Rin…What's wrong? Where are you?"
"Yoru, I'm not happy. Please come take me home," she says, still crying.
"Rin, I need you to calm down and tell me what's happening…Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
"P—Please…I want to go home," she continues to slur, the tears still flowing from her eyes.
"I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on or where you are Rin," he says in what's supposed to be a soothing voice.
Shutting her eyes tightly, she ends the call, dropping the phone on her bed, before pulling her legs to her chest and wrapping her arms around herself.
Why am I so hard to love? Why does no one care about me? It's because of everything…I know it is. To him, I'm probably just some whore and a baby killer…
Her fingers dig into the skin on her forearm, drawing a bit of blood.
Mom…What do I do? Mom?
A sharp pain shoots through her head. Wincing, Rin clutches the side of her head.
I need to talk to him about it.
…
Stumbling, Rin walks into the darkened hallway.
She grabs on to the wall for support and slowly makes her way to his room.
She turns the doorknob.
The room is dimly lit. She notices Gaara asleep in the corner, seated, a canvas in front of him.
His eyes slowly open.
"Rin," he murmurs, standing up. "What time is it?"
She walks toward him, stumbling a few times.
Eyes widening, he rushes to her side and steadies her against him.
"Are you okay?"
"Don't touch me," she slurs, trying to push him off. The scent of the vodka reaches his nostrils.
"Did you drink?" he asks quietly.
"Let me go!" she says, still struggling.
"No…Rin you're drunk."
"No I'm not…Why don't you like me?" she spits.
"You're drunk Rin," he says matter-of-factly.
"You've got some nerve Gaara!"
"Rin…"
"You drag me all the way out here and abandon me so you can get all nostalgic with your ex?!" she screams at him. "I-I need to go home. I'm not going to "
"Be quiet! What are you getting jealous over?!" Gaara screams, taking her by surprise.
Her eyes widen.
He lets out a sigh, "Rin…" he starts.
She bursts into tears and runs out of his room, stumbling on the way.
"Rin," he sighs, going after her.
…
Gaara
Gaara hears her door slam.
"Rin," he says, grabbing the handle.
It's locked.
"Rin, I'm sorry…"
Nothing.
Exhaling, Gaara sits down on the floor, his back against the door.
Is that what all this was about? Hana? She wasn't even his ex. Someone he had sex with, yes, but an ex, no.
He stands up and knocks on the door.
"Rin, please open the door so we can talk. I'm sorry I yelled at you."
He buries his hand in his pocket and feels a key.
I forgot I have this.
He stands up and unlocks the door.
"Rin?" The lights are on but she is nowhere to be found.
He hears the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
Within a matter of seconds, Gaara is standing in the bathroom doorway.
Rin is leaning against the countertop, her head bowed over the sink.
The water continues to run.
Gaara slowly walks in and closes the faucet.
Rin doesn't look up at him.
"You said you would stop drinking," he says quietly, placing his hands over hers.
She roughly jerks away from him, stumbling.
Gaara wraps his arms around her, steadying her.
She's shivering.
He picks her up. Rin wraps her arms around his neck and buries her face in his shirt.
Rin.
Gaara walks back into her room and gently places her on the bed.
She continues to shiver.
"We should get you changed before you get sick," he mutters. He hesitates before pulling her leggings down her legs.
He sits her up and removes her sweater before pulling her top over her head. Shivering, she wraps her arms around her chest, lying back down.
Gaara walks to her closet and opens it.
I need something warm.
He searches through the suitcases for a while before coming across a long sleeved shirt and a pair of sweats.
"This should do…"
His eyes widen.
"Gaara," she breathes, glancing up at him with her doe-like eyes.
Gaara feels her breasts against him. His breathing gets shallow. She takes his hand and places it on her thigh.
So smooth.
He watches her reach behind her back to unclasp her baby blue bra.
"Rin," he manages through choke out, "Please don't…Y—you're drunk."
She pauses and frowns. "You don't want me?"
He gulps, "No, no….I do…A lot…But," he pulls back from her, "you're drunk. I can't do anything with you right now."
She looks down at the floor.
"Would you want me if I looked like her?" she whispers.
It takes a while for Gaara to figure out what she means.
"I don't want her," he starts.
She looks up at him, confused.
"I never did. It…" he pauses.
She's going to hate me forever if I say this.
"It was just about sex with her. I-I never liked her as a perso-"
"Don't lie to me!" Rin yells, tears running down her face. "I saw the way you looked at her Gaara! I heard you laughing with her! Don't sit here and lie to my face!"
"Rin," he reaches for her.
She takes a step back, "Go," she says. "Get out Gaara! Get out or so help me God I-"
"I'm not lying," he whispers, pulling her tightly against him.
Rin's eyes widen.
"Every girl I was with before you….It was all about sex. It's horrible, I know, but it's the truth Rin."
She tenses and nudges him off of her.
"I think you should go," she says quietly, wrapping her arms around her chest.
"You're drunk."
"I'm fine…I'll be fine," Rin murmurs. "Just…I need to be alone."
Glancing at her one last time, he quietly walks out of the room.
…
Rin
Head pounding, she manages to sit up in bed. Sunlight filters in through the windows.
Need to get curtains.
She stares down at her hands, moving them slowly to confirm that she's still alive. Her entire body is stiff; her head is heavy. She must have fallen asleep at some point, but she can't quite remember when that was. Stretching, she lets out a small yawn before slipping out of bed. The first thing Rin notices is the fact that she has on the long sleeved shirt and sweats Gaara had wanted her to wear.
I don't remember putting these on, I could have sworn I just got into bed and passed out.
Shrugging it off, she slowly makes her way to the bathroom. Sitting on the countertop is a small flower pot with an envelope beside it. She picks up the envelope and removes the tape that is holding it close. Inside is a note. Rin removes it.
"I'm sorry about everything. Whenever you feel like talking, I'm here. Gaara." She reads aloud.
Rin places the note down and stares at the pot. She gently runs her finger across the tiny succulent and can't help but smile. Clutching the note to her chest, pot in hand, she walks back into her room. Rin places them down on her nightstand before heading toward the door.
Hopefully he's still in.
She walks down the hallway, thinking about the note.
Maybe he does care.
Walking into the living room, she opens her mouth to speak but finds that no words come out when she notices Hana seated a few inches away from Gaara on the sofa. They seem to be deep in conversation. Heart dropping, Rin takes a step back, ready to leave the living room.
"Rin!" Hana says happily.
Rin freezes.
Gaara immediately looks in her direction. Hana stands up from the sofa, "I heard you weren't feeling well," she says, reaching out for Rin.
She takes a step back, wrapping her arms around her chest, "I'm fine," she says in a small voice.
Hana claps her hands together, "Nice! Gaara and I were just catching up…It's been almost a year since we last saw each other," she chatters.
"I should get going," Rin says.
"Stay a bit," Hana replies, grabbing onto her arms and leading her to the sofa. She plops Rin between her and Gaara. Rin immediately tenses up.
"So, how do you and Gaara know each other…Better yet, what are you doing in his house?" she asks, laughing lightly.
Rin opens her mouth.
"She's my girlfriend," Gaara says before she can say anything.
Hana makes a small noise, her face contorting. "Girl…friend?" she says, confused.
"Yeah, we've been dating for over 6 months now…She's staying with me while I study."
The slender girl gets on her feet, "Oh," she snorts, "I…Didn't know she was your…type," she says in a voice that is supposed to sound nice but hides something much more malicious. "Well, I better get going," she says in a chipper voice, "See you some other time," she leans across Rin to place a kiss on Gaara's cheeks. Before she can do so, she feels Rin's hand wrap tightly around her arm, preventing her from moving.
"Don't," Rin says quietly.
Hana laughs nervously before shrugging out of Rin's grasp and walking out of the living room. A few moments later, they hear the sound of the front door close as she walks out. Neither one of them says anything for a while.
"Rin," Gaara starts.
She is immediately on her feet, "I need to go."
He grabs her hand, stopping her.
"I'm sorry," he says, entwining their fingers.
She pulls her hand from his, turning to face him.
"I shouldn't have left you like I did…I shouldn't have ignored you…I- I should have told you about Hana."
"Who is she?"
"Someone I had an ongoing sexual relationship with for five yeaars," he says plainly.
"Your ex-girlfriend?"
"No…She was never my girlfriend….I-I took her out on a few dates because she wasn't going to just sleep with me like that, but she was never my girlfriend. We came to an understanding about the kind of relationship we had…It was just about sex."
"Did you ever have feelings for her?"
"No it was just sex Rin."
She laughs, "Is that what this is too? Just sex Gaara?"
"We haven't had sex," he says.
"Are you just waiting for it to happen? Are you just investing time in me so you can get what you want Gaara?" she asks sadly.
He's on his feet, "What? Of course not…I really care about you Rin."
"If you want, you just have to ask…After all, I give it to anyone that just asks."
…
Gaara
The words cut through him like a sharp knife.
"Rin, what are you saying?"
"I'm saying it doesn't make sense for you to want to be with someone like me…Someone who's done what I've done…Someone who's been used so much…Damaged goods…when you could have her," she says, starting to cry.
He pulls her to him, "Don't say that again…It wasn't your fault Rin…I don't look at you any differently after what you told me."
"So then," she chokes out, "why do I feel like you don't care about me anymore Gaara? Why do I feel like we're growing apart?"
He sighs, "Rin," he hugs her tightly.
I had no idea she felt like this.
Gaara places a kiss on the top of her head. "You mean everything to me…I don't say it much, and I guess I'm bad at showing it too," he runs his fingers through her tiny curls. "I haven't been there for you like I should have…But I promise…I don't look at you any differently. You're still the same girl I fell for. I don't care about what happened…Those things were beyond your control…You can't keep blaming yourself. I don't like you any less; I don't want you any less"
Her sobs die down slowly. Rin hesitates before wrapping her arms around his torso, burying her face in his shirt. The redhead picks her up, her eyes widening. Gaara gives her a toothy grin, "It's been a while since we went on a date hasn't it?" he asks, walking in the direction of the kitchen. "But first, I bet you're starving…"
For the first time since they'd gotten to his home, she giggles.
…
Rin
She watches as he fills both cups up with green tea. Rin glances up at him, and when his eyes lock with hers, she gives him a grin.
"You feeling better?" Gaara asks, sitting down next to her at the kitchen table.
She simply nods. He hesitates before placing his hand over hers.
"Rin, I'm sorry," he says, staring down at their hands.
"Sorry for what?" she asks slowly.
"Everything…For making you feel the way you feel….But you honestly have nothing to be insecure about…"
"How can I not be?" she asks, "Like…look at you and look at me…"
"What?"
"Gaara…I-"
"Please don't….Ever talk badly about yourself again," he says quietly before giving her hand a small squeeze.
"Hmm," she replies.
The ding of the oven draws their attention to it.
"Okay, food's ready," he says, getting up and walking to the oven. Taking a pair of mitts, he opens the door and pulls out a foil-covered casserole dish.
"I didn't know you can cook," she coos as he places the dish down on the table.
"I can't," he replies, walking to the cabinet where he pulls out one plate and a fork and knife before walking back to the table and placing them down in front of them
"Oh," Rin replies. "Well….This sure is a lot of…." She pokes the top of the foil.
"Frittata," he says.
"Frittata," she repeats, "You made, considering how you…don't…know…how, em…To cook," she says slowly.
"You haven't eaten since we left Tokyo, so I figured you might want a lot of food…"
She smiles, "You know…that's…very considerate of you, really, but ummmm…I'm not hungry…Like at all."
Her stomach growls.
"Nonsense." He slowly pulls the foil back.
Rin inhales sharply. Eggs, cheese, spinach and turkey blend seamlessly, filling the room, and her nostrils, with their decadent aroma, causing her stomach to growl once more.
"This looks really good…And it smells even better…I thought you couldn't cook?!"
"I can't. This is the only dish I know how to make. My uncle taught me."
"Do you miss him?"
Gaara tenses, "Yeah…every day."
She says nothing else as she watches him cut out a square piece and place it on the plate. Her stomach growls again. Gaara chuckles slightly. Pulling the foil back over the frittata, he sits down beside her.
"You're hungrier than I thought," he jokes, burying the fork in the frittata. He breaks of a small piece, and lifts the fork to her mouth. She hesitates before opening her mouth. The redhead gingerly feeds her the small bit of food. His eyes are glued to her face as she slowly chews on his dish.
"How it is?" he ask, trying to hide his eagerness.
Her head drops. "It…." She whispers, "Is the most delicious thing I've ever had!" Rin proclaims, tossing her head back joyfully. Relieved, Gaara takes another bit and is about to eat it when Rin places her mouth in the way, devouring the piece.
Humming happily, she chews on the stolen food.
"Glad you like it," he replies with a sigh, managing to get a small bit into his mouth before the sound of Rin saying, "Aaah," draws his attention. He glances at her through the corners of his eyes and smiles when he notices her mouth, wide open, her cheeks flushed with delight.
…
"This should be good," Gaara says, rubbing the back of his head. "I'll be in the bedroom," he says, heading toward the door. He pauses, "Take your time, the tub will keep the bath water warm."
She gives him a grateful smile. Closing the door, he walks into the room. Sighing, he collapses onto her bed.
Hopefully the bath helps her a bit.
He jumps as her pillow begins to vibrate. Startled, he reaches underneath it, pulling out her phone. He hesitates before he swipes across the screen. It isn't locked. The phone vibrates again.
Hey you feeling better?
The number isn't saved.
Rin? Do you want me to come get you?
He feels his stomach sink.
I told you he wasn't any good Rin. Just call me…we can work through everything that's happened recently.
What is he doing texting her?
I love you.
Gaara feels anger boil within him. Without thinking, he dials the number. After two rings, Yoruichi picks up.
"Rin?" he asks eagerly.
"No. Don't text my girlfriend," Gaara says, trying to contain his anger. He hears Yoruichi scoff on the other end.
"Please. You really have some nerve. Typical of your kind… Coming in and reaching too high. She'll get bored of you soon enough. You have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. Do you actually think her father will allow her to be with someone like you? It would be different if you at least had some sort of interest in business like your brother, but you're more busy painting pictures like some kid. Noru is just letting you play around with his daughter to keep her happy. And I know Rin: She doesn't feel anything for you, she was just lonely so she ran to the first guy that was available. So do us both a favor and just give her back to me."
Gaara hangs up. Rage continues to boil within him.
What a delusional loser.
Yet, for some odd reason, a part of him hangs on to what Yoruichi had just said to him. Clutching the phone, he lies back down on the bed, eyes closed.
Why would he text her? Did she say anything to him before?
He feels himself begin to doze off when the bathroom door opens. His eyes immediately snap open when he feels her place a soft kiss on the side of his neck, straddling him. He drops the phone on the bed. His green eyes come in contact with her grey eyes. Gaara notices the shy smile on her lips as she leans in and captures his lips. A heat begins to build in his stomach as her tongue enters his mouth. He runs his fingers through her damp curls, the feeling of her breasts against him through the towel she has wrapped around her driving him insane. Desire growing, he moves his hands down her body, running them over her smooth back. She inhales sharply, pushing him further.
Gaara breaks the kiss, moving his lips to her neck. His hands also move further down to her ass. Without hesitating, he palms it, pulling her closer to him.
"Shit Rin," he groans, his hands slowly lifting her towel and rubbing up her ass.
It's full and round; his hands are not big enough to hold on to all of it. She squirms, pushing her body further into his. Gaara captures her lips, kissing her deeply before moving down to the apex of her breasts. Her cleavage is full over the towel. Gaara kisses them softly before burying his face in between her cleavage.
"Rin," he moans, his erection tugging against his pants. He continues to cover her breasts in kisses.
Her breathing strained, she finally lets out a moan that sends his system into shock.
"G-Gaara," she breathes, her hands reaching down to stroke over his crotch.
He lets out a low groan. His lips move to hers, hungrily capturing them. Rin works at his button and zipper, slowly grasping his erection through the cotton of his boxer briefs. Her lips form a smile against his lips. Gaara breaks the kiss, his head falling back.
"Fuck Rin," he groans, his eyes closed.
"Nice and hard," she breathes sweetly, stroking over his underwear-clad cock.
"What do you want?" she teases, moving her lips inches from his, then pulling back before he can kiss her.
His hands tighten around her waist, pulling her against his penis.
"Rin," he says, his breathing strained, "My god," he mumbles, nuzzling her neck as she continues stroking him. "Like that….ahh," his teeth gently graze against her neck, causing her to squirm against his erection. "You…I want you Rin."
Giggling, she stands up, nudging him down onto his back. He reaches up for her towel, but she swats his hands away.
"You look really tired, you should nap…I might take a while to get dressed," she says with a playful smile, walking to the closet.
Gaara groans, covering his face with his hands, "Fuck, you're such a tease Rin," he murmurs, peeking through his fingers. He hears her giggle from within the closet. Gaara smiles, sitting up to fix his pants.
The redhead stands, heading to the closet. Her back is turned to him as she looks through the clothes he'd taken the time out to hang last night after he had dresses her while she slept. Gaara wraps his arms around her waist, placing a small kiss on her left shoulder. Rin turns to face him. He leans down and kisses her forehead. "I should go get ready too," he says with a smile.
...
"Fuck," he groans as the hot water hits his sore back.
Really need to stop sleeping at the canvas.
Closing his eyes, his mind begins to wander. Hopefully he could make it up to Rin.
Rin.
He feels himself growing hard at the thought of their interaction a few moments ago.
If only she wasn't such a tease…
His hand moves downward, grasping his hardened cock tightly.
Her skin was so smooth…Her smile…Oh my god…
He lets out a groan, pumping a bit faster. Closing his eyes, he allows himself to visualize every detail about her face. He had memorized exactly what she looked like down to every freckle on her face in the months since they had been dating. Yet, he still found himself enthralled, no, enamored by it each time he looked at her. She possessed such a wide range of emotions and his fascination with capturing them bordered on obsession.
She's really awe inspiring.
Yet, she was also much more than that to him. Rin was his. Gaara had never claimed ownership over a person before but he desired so badly to make it known to everyone that Rin was his and his alone.
Rin…She's so beautiful…And kind.
He smiles.
And funny. But she's also so insecure and unsure…Yet I love all that about her. I haven't been this happy ever and I certainly have not ever cared about anyone as much as I care about her…Not even Yashamaru. She's just so pure…And she's all mine.
He tightens, his breathing coming out in short bursts as he strokes faster and faster until his body finally slackens.
"Shit," he gasps, trying to catch his breath.
…
"Where are we going?" she asks as they walk down the empty road, hand in hand.
"It's a surprise," he says playfully, kissing her on the temple.
"I love surprises," she says, looking up at him, a smile lighting up her entire face.
"I love-" he stops, face growing red.
Rin begins to giggle, wrapping an arm around his midsection. "Same," she says simply, her dimples showing. "When is your family coming?"
"Next Friday. I'll formally introduce you to my brother and sister and my sister's fiancé. Everyone is really excited to meet you."
"Even your dad?"
Gaara chuckles, "No…Not him...He has it in his mind that I'm going to marry his friend's kid…But I'm sure he'll come around after meeting you."
"Gaara," she says shyly.
"Yeah?"
"I…I've missed this …Just being able to talk to you," she glances at him nervously.
"Yeah…I have too," he says. They stop in front of a small, simple home.
She looks at him, confused. "Gaara what are we…"
The door flies open. A chubby, elderly woman sticks her head out of the door.
"Gaara! Just in time…Come in!" she says cheerfully swinging the door open.
Gaara goes to walk in but he notices Rin's hesitation.
"It's fine," he says, smiling.
…
"It has been so long!" she coos, pulling the red head into a warm hug, kissing his cheeks.
Gaara laughs, "It has!"
Beaming, she pulls back to gaze at him. "My, you've grown so much!"
She notices Rin standing awkwardly near the doorway.
"Aah," she says arms outstretched as she walks toward Rin. She wraps her arms around the small girl's shoulder, leading her further into the living room. "You must be Rin!" she smiles at her. "Gaara has been telling me so much about you." The woman turns to Gaara, "She's much more beautiful than you told me!"
Gaara blushes, nodding, "Rin," he says, a large smile on his face, "This is my Chiyo-baasan…She helped give birth to me."