Difficult Engagements

Chapter 22

It's Getting Hot in Here.

Gaara POV

I told you to mark him. Not the other way around.

Naruto doesn't want it yet.

And?

And I'm not going to do that to him.

But you'll let him mark you.

Yes. Let it go. It's my body.

Not really. It's our body…

Look if we're doing reverse psychology shit you should have let me know.

And if we're doing reverse psychology shit, "Don't kill the Kyuubi." If we aren't, kill that fox bastard. I don't know what game you're playing now, but I want to cover all my bases.

You're adding a lot more risk to your stupid plans leaving his neck bare.

I'm not going to mark him until he says it's okay.

If you keep waiting for him to say things are okay you're going to miss out on some important things.

I'm not.

Really?

Because he wanted you to join him in bed… and you're out here reading. You have this Omega slut waiting for you in your hotel bed and you'd rather read a report of bullshit you created just to shove your dick in Kyuubi's face.

If Naruto wanted me to join him like that he would have asked.

And It's rather informative.

What's it even on?

You can read it yourself.

Reading is for nerds who don't get laid.

Apparently, we don't have to go looking for his old mate.

Because he's looking for you?

No, we found him. He killed Orochimaru. Happened a few days ago. We did make the right move taking Naruto out of Konoha.

Well that solved one of our many problems you keep piling onto our plate. That could just be solved, if you let me kill them all.

Just say you don't understand the plan. We're getting to that part.

You keep saying that… and people keep on living.

How did they know it was him anyways?

They found Unburning Black Flamed Chakra at the rubble of one of Orochimaru's sick little alpha prison experiment bases. It's supposed to be an Uchiha Clan Technique, only used by the main house. WIth Uchiha Itachi being alive, it was probably him.

Orochimaru's little back up plan could have done it as well, but I don't have any reports of him ever using that technique. There's actually not a lot known about Uchiha Sasuke, almost like he was forgotten until this year. Might be why he was so easy to turn against his own clan.

It's a damn shame turning an Alpha into an Omega… What even is the point of that? Breeding kink, ya think?

You really want to talk about the philosophy and ethics of Orochimaru's Experiments? Why would they stick a fucking socopath into a baby's head?

The answer is, I don't fuckng know, and I don't fucking care.

Fair point.

At least he's dead now, so I won't have to worry about not paying that debt.

Why would you even promise him that anyways?

Because I knew he couldn't get it.

It's still a big risk.

You want to try to take a kid away from Naruto?

No.

Exactly. He wanted something I knew he couldn't have. There was no risk in saying yes.

I guess.

He'll probably stay in The Sound Territories… if they still have the same chain of secession.

Huh?

The Uchiha.

"Snakes are slimy and hard to kill."

He's a wolf.

Not any more, he's the next head of Oto.

The report doesn't say that.

You said reading was for nerds.

Eh.

You know that Orochimaru makes sure his plans outlast him. He'll be hard to kill. At least his ideals will outlast him.

The snake has at least 6 heads around the sound.

The snake had one head and it's no longer attached to his body… Says so in the report in your hand.

It's a metaphor.

Orochimaru has at least 6 bases that I know of, if not more. They all run independently as a fail safe. It makes his plans hard to kill.

And that Uchiha is now the leader of it, I know it. He wouldn't pass up an opportunity for power. He's been training underneath that fox for the last couple of months. I'm sure he's picked up some of his traits.

So you are afraid of that debt.

Why did you even use the snake in the first place? We could have taken out all the wolves ourselves.

I couldn't have it look like an invasion. I need to make it look like Kyuubi is incompetent to his people. They already feared Orochimaru, so he was the perfect choice to take out the Uchiha Clan.

Do you even listen to me when I tell you plans?

No. Now you know how I feel.

Murder is not a plan.

It is if you do it right.

All this thinking is giving me a headache.

I'm going to bed, nerd… you should do the same.

Weird.

Maybe I should join Naruto.

He looks almost distressed while sleeping, desperately clinging to his pillow onto dear life. The soft blue shirt starts riding up to reveal his deep blue panites with red hearts on it. A small bit of drool leaks out onto the pillow below him. Maybe I should have joined him when he said he was going to bed.

Slowly.

I make my way to our newly shared bed. His body tenses, before immediately relaxing into my presence. Eventually, releasing the vice grip he has on that poor pillow. I'm able to free the ball of fluff and fabric away from the sleeping fox besides me. Without anything to hold on to, he reaches out for something else.

Me.

Naruto's body's so warm pressed on top of mine. He desperately seems to nuzzle closer, inhaling my scent in his sleepy state. I released a calming pheromone for my little fox to help him get some rest. I didn't want to disturb him too much getting into the bed.

Naruto's skin slightly flushed with a light pink. His Omegan features seemed more prominent now than ever. Delicate arms hold me tighter than I could ever imagine. A thick curve over to his hips, ass, and thighs - that now wraps around me in a vice grip. I have fully taken the place of that pillow.

When Naruto shifts his body, the faintest smell of slick escaping the covers.

The scent grew stronger as I looked for it. The sharp hint of desire laced deep inside of it assaulted my nose. Gums itching around my alphan teeth, edging me to complete the bond made earlier. There was something instinctual that called deep inside of me. I knew exactly what was going on.

There's no mistake, "Fuck. Did I trigger your heat again?"

"I think so…" Naruto whined out heavily.

"Fuck. What do you want me to do? I can leave you alone for a while… I can get Haku for you, I can tell he is another…" I compose myself before I fuck this up again, "I know he's your handmaid. He would be a safe choice."

He held on tightly to my chest and shook his head, no.

"Are you sure?"

"No… don't leave me." he begged.

I take a deep breath, "Okay."

15 Years Ago.

Lay you down to sleep.

It's night time and everyone else is asleep. No one dares to make a noise at this late hour, so there's nothing to distract me from his voice. It's just me and Shukaku.

Since the beginning it's always been just the two of us.

It won't last. It won't be long until Naruto thinks of you as a monster, too.

He said he wouldn't hate me.

Like your uncle didn't hate you? Maybe that's it… they are going to use him just like your "kind" uncle. Make sure you get nice and close, see if you will let your guard down, then he's going to try to kill you next.

No.

Yeah. But they don't know I never sleep. They can't kill me. You should let me out now, I'll take care of him now before he gets you.

I won't let you out tonight. He's different.

It's almost too late, I can feel you getting sleepy. Just go to sleep and when you wake up it will all be a distant memory. He's just the same as everyone else.

One. Two. Three. A soft knocking is made at my door.

Right on time, they did send him to kill you.

I stay silent.

He won't know I'm awake. Maybe he won't come in, maybe he'll leave me alone. I hold my breath, ready for the intrusion.

Maybe he'll go away.

A sliver of warm yellow incandescent light breaks through the room allowing dark shadows to cast themselves upon the walls, before completely shrouding everything in darkness again.

No. You were right.

Soft uneard footsteps make their way over to me. I can feel each step with the loose sand I scatter on the floor as he grows nearer to my bed. He is so careful not to make another noise, he thinks I'm asleep.

He's only a foot away from my bed. My breath is betraying my attempts to still my body. I know how close he is, he thinks I'm vulnerable now. I'm not.

Just like before.

"Gaara?" Naruto's voice dares to break through the silence of the night.

I don't, I stay silent.

Please don't try to kill me.

"I can't sleep." Words spill out of his mouth as if he's taunting me.

Why don't we help him with that… he'll go into a deep sleep that he'll never wake up from.

"Gaara?" He's on my bed now.

He's going to attack, just like everyone else, waiting until they think I'm at my most vulnerable. What they never prepared for is that I'm never vulnerable. My sand is always on guard. Small grains are collecting together, ready to grab him and stop him.

I wait, hoping I'm wrong.

"You're awake?" It sounds like a question, but feels like a statement.

I don't confirm or deny this.

"Did you have a bad dream too?" His form is hidden beneath a shadowed figure looming over me.

He's going to strike. Just like before, history repeats itself.

No.

"You did… you're scared. It's okay." Naruto tries to touch me, but the sand grabs him before he does.

It holds his arm back. I stop Shukaku from fully engulfing his body in sand. I just want the fox to leave. I don't want to hurt him.

I can't breathe.

"Gaa' it's just me." he pleads in the darkness.

He's trying to back out. He knows he can't kill you now, so he's trying to save his own life.

"You're not dreaming any more. You're awake. There are no monsters here." even as the sand tightens around his arm his only thoughts seem to be to take care of me.

My eyes are fully adjusted to the dark again. His face looks so concerned.

I think he's not going to hurt me.

Don't let your guard down, kid. You did this before.

Look at him.

He's not struggling against the grip, even as the sand starts crawling up his arm. Shukaku is fighting against my attempt to control, the monster is winning. Naruto is still calm though.

Maybe I should let you learn this lesson the hard way again… since you were too stupid to learn it the first time.

The sand fully slacks, and falls off Naruto's arm landing on my bed. Quickly it's snaking its way back into the ground, before dispersing loosely again.

The fox sighs in relief, "See I told you there were no monsters here."

He crawls into my bed, forcing his way under the covers. Inching his way closer to me with each passing second. His arm wraps its way around my midsection as he squeezes me closer.

Did I make the wrong decision?

You're going to have to deal with this yourself, brat. If he hurts you, that's on you. You're alone tonight. When you die don't come crawling to me.

No.

"What was your bad dream about?" he pauses before answering his own question, "Mine was bad! There was this big scary monster, he was chasing me down this hallway that never ended. Ya' know? He looked like he wanted to eat me. Had these huge scary teeth. He could eat me in one bite. I couldn't even get a good look at him, but I saw he had these red eyes. They watched me everywhere I went. I couldn't even hide from him."

Each word he snuggled closer to me rubbing his cheek against my chest for comfort.

"Oh, sorry did I scare you?" he asked so innocently.

"No." I lied.

"Liar." he pauses, "It's okay to be scared sometimes. Dad said so. He said the best thing to do when you're scared is to just admit it. No use lying, ya' know?"

"Yeah…"

"Huh?" his head tilts ever so slightly.

"You scared me."

"Sorry. Ya' know, dad says the best thing to do when you're scared is to find someone who makes you safe. So first I went to my dad right? But he was, um, talking with Kyuubi again… I didn't want to bother them… So I thought, Gaara, he wouldn't mind if I joined him. Now I'm here." Naruto likes to fill the air with words, almost as if he's afraid of the silence. As if each word that comes out of his mouth is an attack against the emptiness of the void between us.

"Oh…" He feels safe with me?

"Yeah. Do you have anyone who makes you feel safe?"

I think of Shukaku, "No."

"That's not good, Gaa'." he pouts, "You deserve someone who makes you feel safe. How about this? I'll keep you safe! I'm really strong, ya' know? I can fight off any monster that tries to hurt you."

"Like you fought off yours?" I try to joke.

"Well that was a dream monster, they don't count. They aren't real anyways."

"Then why were you afraid?"

"Because it was scary!" He's scared of a dream monster, but not the one in front of him. The one who just tried to kill him.

"I can keep you safe." I promised. He said he'd keep me safe. I know he can't, but I should at least return the favor.

"Duh, I already knew that. It's why I came here." he said as if it were a fact.

Present Day.

Naruto POV

I blinked my eyes awake... My head is so foggy. Everything is so heavy. Where am I? I look around, it's like I'm pushing through heavy water to move my head the slightest inch. I'm in a bed.

Pale skin... Red hair? Who? Right, I'm with Gaara.

Okay.

A wet spot is pooling at the back of my undies. Any more and it will seap right through and the Kazekage will notice. I have no idea what he'll do when he figures it out.

The Alphas previous rut really must have triggered a mini-heat in me. I have heard of this happening before… but usually only with a fully bonded pair. I guess in this case a particularly strong Alpha and a half bond is enough.

His musk is so strong right now, I subconsciously nussle to get closer to him. He feels like home. My body feels like it's acting on its own accord, desperate to take in as much as the man had to offer. It's weirdly comforting.

"Fuck." I hear Gaara whisper, "Did I trigger your heat again?"

Again? Why does he keep talking like that?

"I think so…" I breathed out heavily, not really caring that he knew anymore. There would be no way to lie about this. The evidence was as clear as day. My underwear is basically soaked and I can only imagine how I smell right now. It's only a matter of time before I completely submit to my heat.

"Fuck. What do you want me to do? I can leave you alone for a while… I can get Haku for you, I can tell he is another…" Before he says 'Omega,' he switches the sentences completely, "I know he's your handmaid. He would be a safe choice."

Why doesn't he call me an Omega?

Even worse, why do I want him to?

I just held on to both sides of his chest and shook my head without saying anything. I remember earlier how desperate I was to be around this man. I don't want him to leave me now.

"Are you sure?"

"No… don't leave me." I begged not wanting him to be away from me. My body demands for him to be closer to me.

I feel his chest rising and falling as he is taking a deep breath, "Okay."

Gaara pools the entire blanket around me, collecting me up with it to rest me on his chest. Before placing my head into the crook of his neck, next to his fresh mark. His scent is so inviting… I curl up into it more.

Maybe this is what Haku was talking about when he mentioned how the mark helps an Omegan in heat. It almost feels as if I have a home in this man's arms. That no matter what I am going to be safe as long as he's with me. Something deep and instinctual is telling me that Gaara will ensure that no harm will come to me through my heat. This is all just from the mark from earlier, but it feels so right.

"This should help." he is so gentle now. He was so rough a few days ago… was that just his rut? Is this really him? Or is he just waiting for me to let my guard down?

I look up at him through heavy half lidded eyes. My body is shaking. It's so hot. I don't know what to do. He just rested my head back into his neck, letting me breathe in his scent again.

"You're safe, don't worry. No one is going to come in here. It's just going to be you and me."

With these words and his intoxicating scent, I feel safe. The scent of deep warm desert clay is so calming to me. Unconsciously, making the most Omegan noise I can, I mew into his neck.

Earlier today… My stupid Omegan body was craving his touch. If I give into it, it probably would let the Kazekage do anything he wanted to me tonight. If he wanted to take my virginity and mark me for the rest of my life… I don't think I would stop him.

I don't think I could.

I just lay in silence, now too scared to move. Everything is hot. My body is heavy. It feels like I'm melting away. I am painfully too aware of how vulnerable I am right now.

Gaara just starts stroking my hair. Fingers twirling around my head, slowly dragging them down. His nails lightly scrape down my neck. Then quickly returned to the top of my head.

It feels so good. I just keep following where his hand is going in my head. It's going in the same pattern where I can kinda predict its next movement… but lazy enough that it keeps touching new spots. I accidentally let out a small moan as he scraped my neck again.

He didn't react to that… did he not hear me?

He definitely would have heard that. Gaara just kept doing what he was doing like I didn't make a noise. I don't want him to notice, but I want him to notice it. This is too confusing.

He hasn't really tried anything… Is he not affected by my heat?

Ignoring my baser instincts, I just lay back into the crevasse of his neck. Taking in the tartness of his scent. It's sweeter than I thought it would be. It's like a refreshing treat of mellow citrus water with the slightest amount of sugar in the dry desert. You almost wouldn't be able to smell the sweetness of this much needed refreshment. Maybe the only reason I can is that I'm so close to him.

Licking at the gland on his neck to see if I can taste more of this complex flavor. It's somehow so subtle but all encompassing. The redheads flavor is so mild I could not begin to describe it. How does one even attempt to describe something as simple yet complex as water, besides the mere essense of life. It's seeping its way into the very core of my existence, until it is all I have ever known and all I want to know.

I kinda want my heat to affect him or show any reaction either way. I want Gaara to react to me. I lick again more firmly so I know he can feel it. I look up, he's biting his bottom lip.

He likes this… Right?

"...Is this okay?" I ask.

"Anything you want to do to me is okay." lifting his chest up slightly he exposed his body to me completely as if offering it to me. This encourages me to get a little more bold. He wants me. He wants me to do things to him.

Good.

I keep licking at his neck, I want to taste every bit of his body. I don't care if this is just the heat of the moment. I want this too.

I start feeling at his chest, it's so broad and muscular. Gaara's skin is so pale and perfect in the moonlight. The red from his decorative scar and hair stand out so much in contrast to it. He's not wearing that makeup around his eyes… it's just him.

"Fuck, you're so hot." I didn't mean to say that out loud.

"You really think so?"

Embarrassing, "... Yeah."

He didn't push more, he just smiled.

He really just lets me play with his body as much as I want. While his hands pretty much just stayed at the top of my head, fingers tangled into my hair. Mine started exploring his bare chest, it's firm, but the skin is so soft and smooth. It feels like such a contradiction.

I trail over to his arms, he's obviously strong but this area is not as muscular as other alphas. He's more lean. I can feel an immense power radiating off of him, even if his body doesn't show it in the traditional senses. With his abilities, he probably keeps his distance more on the battlefield so he wouldn't need to build as much muscle mass.

On a closer inspection I notice a faded pink mark on the inner edge of his right wrist. He has been injured. A deep anger builds inside my chest at whoever would dare mare such perfection. I hate it.

I don't want to think of that right now. I was having fun.

My body starts sinking back into the comfort of his neck. Nuzzling and kissing all over. My lips tingle at every touch I place onto his skin. It's weirdly so fun. Hearing him stifle a small moan every so often, like he's trying to hold back.

I don't want him to hold back.

I look down at the redhead's boxers, even though he's covered I can see the outline of his… and it's very intimidating. I can practically hear the stopping of my breath at its sight. My touches obviously are affecting him now. From the tent that it's making, I don't know if my body could even take it all.

Looking at that monster, I don't know if I should stop or if I want to be ravaged by it. He could easily rip me in half with that. I feel like I should stop staring at the beast in fear of what it could do to my body. Especially if I don't know if I'm ready to be taken by it.

My eyes are drawn back to the mark I put on his body earlier. He really let me do this to him. I know we are betrothed, so this was going to happen in a few months anyways. Gaara was just so ready to be marked by me. Eager to have it on his body forever.

Pressing my finger up to it and pouring some of my chakra inside of it like before.

"Fuck." Gaara's voice is so guttleral as he bucks his hips forward, his hand gripping tightly on my hair. He sounded so primal. It triggers something deeply primal in me.

Gaara is mine.

I want him inside me now.

I reach for the hem of his boxers, trying to pull them down. The Kazekage quickly grabs my wrist and brings them above my head. Then flips us over to where he's on top of me now. Both of his legs straddling each side of my body kept me pinned beneath him. His serious face is now so close to mine.

"The boxers stay on. Otherwise, I will fuck you into this matress. I will knot inside of you and I will not stop until I finish.'' His voice is so deep, gravely, but most importantly serious.

Why does this make me want to take them off more? My legs spread open trying to invite him to do it. I want that big cock inside of me now. It wouldn't be hard to take his boxers off.

Gaara sees that this encourages me instead of dissuading me, "Fuck, sorry, you know you don't really want that right now. Your body is just encouraging you to act against your own self interest. So, if you want me to stay in control, the boxers stay on. That's the one rule for you tonight. Okay?"

"..yeah..." Fuck, why did my voce just squeek. I know he's right. I don't want him to do that to me right now. My stupid body does.

"Good." he looks down at me as if examining me fully,I instinctively stretch my neck out to him, putting my body on display for his eyes only, "I can still find other ways to make you feel good… If that's what you want?"

I'm so scared I'll squeak again, softening my voice as much as possible to say, "... Yeah…"

He lets go of my wrist so I am free to move how I want.

"This looks uncomfortable, you want it off?" he tugs at the hem of my night shirt.

At the mention of it, it's like my brain can't help but to hyperfocus on the garments' every negative quality. The way the tag irritates the back of my neck. The weight of each button trailing down the center of my chest. The stickiness of the once soft fabric attaching itself to my skin from my sweat. Just how hot its long sleeves make me.

I nod, "Yeah."

Keeping me caged beneath his larger form, he skillfully unbuttons it with one hand. Cold air hits new spots of my chest letting me know just how exposed I am at each motion. Slowly he pulls the edges down, off my shoulders, and eventually off completely.

Ghosting over my lips Gaara asks, "Better?"

I just nod, afraid of the sound of my voice.

"Good." then he traps my lips with his.

I am completely at his mercy.

Submitting fully to him, kissing him back. Our kiss was slow and passionate. No pushing for more, just enjoying the closeness we have with each other.

With one arm Gaara supports himself, as the other decides to explore my body. He starts by ghosting his fingers over my outer arm. Nails scraped over my skin with just enough pressure to let me know they were there. Sending shockwaves of pleasure down my arm. My body is so sensitive with the heat that even such a simple touch takes me closer to the edge.

The redhead lazily dances his fingers over to my chest the same way he tangled with my hair. In such a haphazard pattern that it almost seemed unplanned in the first place.

That is until he happens to stumble upon one of the sensitive nubs on my chest, that's when he seems to have a sense of purpose and direction. He cups the area around it in his large hand, capturing my nipple between his thumb and pointer finger. In the softest motion, only he could possess, he rubs it between the two.

Gaara ends our kiss to trail kisses down my jaw, skipping over my neck entirely, to meet his fingers at my chest. He nips at it just hard enough to leave a pinkish mark. Moving to the nipple, flicking it with his tongue, before pressing a kiss atop it.

Moans escaped my lips as the Alpha continued his advancement of the area. His hand reaches for the other one, as his lips lick around the areola. Running his teeth over the sensitive nub, before capturing it completely.

Gaara quickly switches sides, moving his attention to the other one. Following a similar pattern of licks, nibbles, and sucking. My chest was swollen with hickies and little bite marks.

Teal eyes lock into mine as he continues everything. Gaara makes sure I'm watching him wreck my body with pleasure. He looks so confident in each one of his actions. I can only imagine how I must look.

"Nnn...Gaa...nnnaa!" I try desperately to moan out his name in praise but am unable to.

Gaara must be excited at the frazzled state he can put me into because he doesn't care about the pitiful excuse of my attempt to say his name. If anything it seems to set a flame under him unlike before. Desire can plainly be seen in his teal eyes as they rake their way across my body.

"Keep your legs spread." My Alpha's voice directs my next motion.

I nod feverishly at his demand.

He runs his hands down my thighs. Soft yet firm. Finally landing fully between my legs, my undies are soaked "You're so wet Naruto."

Embarrassed. "Be-cause... of you."

Gaara takes that as some encouragement to rub lightly through my undies. The rough complex texture of the lace feels so good against my skin and his motions. I keep letting little moans escape from my mouth at each little movement of his fingers.

He doesn't stop there, his tongue joins his fingers. Licking right over my little cocklett, his flattened tongue practically covers the whole thing. My undies are now covered in slick and saliva. I can't help but to watch intently at the lewd sight.

"I'm going to take these off okay?" Gaara's fingers rest in the hem of my undies.

I just nod.

My Alpha loops his fingers underneath the fabric. Kisses at top the newly exposed skin. Before he finally pulls my panties off in one swift motion.

I flinch.

Gaara stopped. Then huffed a deep breath out.

"I have an idea." Gaara's voice holds a new determination for something I am not quite sure of.

"Huh?" I'm a little foggy again. Everything is moving weird, it's like time doesn't exist in this bed. It just drips away between us leaving us in a void of nothingness.

"Wrap your legs around me."

My legs feel so heavy but I comply. Like moving through jello I try to position my legs around his waist. He adjusts them to a more secure location on his body, right above his hip bones, so he can still have movement.

"Now your arms."

On command, I wrap my arms around the redhead's neck and rest my head on his shoulder. I inhale taking in the deep calming pheromones of my mate. He scoops me up with the blanket… wha… Where is he taking me?

I don't know… everything is heavy. My body is slowly rocking back and forth with the movement of Gaara's steps. The blanket has completely engulfed me. Nothing but darkness and heat surrounds my form. I feel like my body is melting away with how hot it is.

He drops the blanket, "Too bright!"

"Oh, sorry." he mumbles out. I'm tilting back, the lights off now.

Gaara lays down inside the bathtub with me on top of him grabbing the retractable showerhead. There is very little room in here for two people, but somehow he managed to fit both of us. My backs against his legs. Am I straddling him?

I don't know what's going on.

My eyes start adjusting more. He's adjusting some things on the faucet… What is he doing?

He puts my hand on top of his chest, water shoots on top of it, "Cold!"

"Relax into it… trust me." His voice is so soft, it reminds me, I trust Gaara.

I comply, readying my body for the next blast of water. It feels so good against my hot skin. It sends little bits of electricity tingling down my hand. I moan reflexively clenching my fingers as if trying to grab onto something.

"That feels good right?"

Everything is still very hazy, I just moan and nod.

He pulls me towards his chest, he's so warm. He puts the nozzle of the shower head at the top of my back. The pressure of the water is so weak it just drips out, pouring slowly over my backside. I can feel each cold drop as it's moving down my body.

I press my body closer to Gaara, it feels so good. He let's the water pool in parts of my body. The sensation of the hot and cold are so electric. He starts swirling his fingers around my back. Moving the water around with it, it kinda feels like when he was using his Chakra. My body hums at his touch.

All of this brings me back to my head.

When Gaara notices that I'm back he says, "Just play, heats don't have to be serious."

"huh?"

"Just… have fun. If it's a full one we have a week to figure out if you need more. If it's a small one we have one or two days. Either way it doesn't have to be serious. You can just enjoy how your body is feeling." he tries to explain to me.

I think I get it. I nod.

"Try to stay in your head if you can…" he adds, "if you can't that's fine too."

After that we just kinda… play?

I don't really remember that well, but I know there's no real expectation for anything. We just did whatever until it stopped feeling good. It was really nice. Relaxng even. Anytime things got too much Gaara just stopped and let me take my time.

I still had the ache to be filled, but it wasn't as strong as before. He was right. I could maybe be just like this for a day or two before I might need… more.

Haku POV

Zabuza and I were informed that the Sunagakure guards protecting them would be staying here to deal with a local problem until more support could come. It's not like they really need us anyways. I think all of us are mostly just for show and to do all the boring work the Kazekage doesn't want to do.

Which is fine. I don't really want to get into any big fights anyway.

I'm perfectly content laying in this hotel doing boring patrols with my mate. I've had more than enough excitement to last a lifetime. Plus, I don't know how secure this job is any more. So, we might as well enjoy it while we can.

When Naruto was betrothed with the Uchiha Clan the plan was a lot easier. Uchiha picked us specifically to protect his mate. He was impressed with our skills over in the mist afterall.

With Naruto with a foreign power, who knows what will happen. He managed to listen to my advice and keep the Kazekage under control pretty well. It's only been two days and the blonde seems to have him wrapped around his little finger. I'm not sure if it's intentional or not.

"What do you think will happen to us?" I ask, not wanting to get back into our old lives.

"I don't know."

"I don't think the Kazekage will let us be Naruto's guards after they are married. He doesn't seem to like us." I can feel my dream slipping away, the promise of starting a family is feeling distant.

"That's a real possibility we must consider."

I want to yell at Zabuza for saying that, but I know he's as heart broken as I am. He wants our family just as bad as I do. We learned a lot in our last week in The Mist. Mostly that time is precious.

"We have to do something."

"We are at these Nobel Idiots' whims." Zabuza says.

I know that.

I look over to the bag with the scrolls I was reading earlier. Kyuubi told us they were important in keeping Naruto safe. They might just be the key in keeping us safe as well.

"I might have a plan."

"I told you not to stick your neck out again. We can handle going back in the streets again. I can't handle if you die trying to do something stupid." my mate is holding me tight.

My hand rests over my stomach. I want this so bad. I've wanted a family since I've met him. We're too close to it to give up on it now.

I put my mate's hand over my empty stomach, "Please listen to my plan."

What's up demons? It's ya' boi.

I picked the worst time to change the cover, because what used to be the the cover was the scenes for this chapter. But yeah please enjoy the new cover. I still don't know how to draw an anime/manga style. We're learning here.

TigrezzTail I was actually going to originally wait until the very last chapter(or one of them) to show how Gaara and Kyuubi made the deal, but it felt like it fit there. I think starting the chapter off with Gaara planning to kill him and ending it with Naruto asking about the report… was the right move.

Oh, Kyuubi's web of lies goes so deep.