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Chapter Nineteen: Kankuro's Wedding
Sasuke and Lynne left the small fishing village in peace, but not after making sure the other fishermen knew who had hired the pirates to kidnap them in the first place was. Sasuke could only figure one thing for his reason. Head of the local Fisherman Council was being voted on in a month or so. Sulu, being head already, was going to run again and wanted to thin out the number of opponents, making it most likely for him to win. Although, now it was very likely that he would lose, considering all the fishermen that were kidnapped by the pirates hated his guts now. They obviously told their fishing buddies, who told their fishing buddies, and so on.
Anyway, when Sulu noticed the fishing stocks were dropping, due to his short-sighted plan. He figured the Hokage would notice in a little while, then send ninjas down to investigate, which would put him in the hot-spot for being considered guilty. So, he decided to nip it in the bud, and called them down himself, making him look innocent. Lynne and Sasuke could never actually prove it, because there was no signed documents or banking statements. Sulu had been smart in handling this with all cash.
For the most of the trip, they were silent. Saryu was focused on flying. Sasuke was brooding over something. Lynne was having one of her ADD moments, as one random question after another popped into her head. But one repeatedly popped up, and it was annoying her a little. "Sasuke?" Lynne asked.
"Hn?" Sasuke grunted.
"How on God's-Green-Earth did you get captured?" Lynne asked. "I mean, I figured you wanted to be on the ship, but please. You're a better ninja than to be captured like that."
Sasuke was silent for a little while, then he said, "I wasn't expecting them to be armed with chakra ropes."
Lynne ran through everything she knew from the Naruto world, at least weapons or props they used, but chakra rope wasn't among her list. "What's chakra rope?" Lynne asked.
Sasuke sighed before he explained what it was. "Chakra rope is a special kind of rope woven from strands of a plant called chi blades, which are only found in the Shadow Country. When someone is bound with chakra rope, their chakra stops flowing. Basically, I couldn't use any ninjutsu or genjutsu. I couldn't even use my sharingan. And when they put me in my cell, I found that the bars of the cell had been glazed over with the same plant, so it had a similar effect."
"Why weren't you expecting them to have them?" Lynne asked. The Sasuke she knew wouldn't not think of something without a very good reason.
"I'll state this yet again. Chi blades are only found in the Shadow Country. In fact, they are only found in one village in the Shadow Country. Since the key ingredient used to make them is so rare, they are extremely expensive. Because of their cost, it's rare that anyone ever uses them," Sasuke explained in a very bored tone. "I've been wondering how they actually were able to get it. They certainly weren't able to buy it."
"Well, they're pirates," Lynne stated as if it were obvious. "They probably pilfered it." Sasuke couldn't help but feel a little stupid that he hadn't come up with that solution sooner.
It didn't take long for the wedding guests from Konoha to arrive at the gates of Suna. When they landed, Cordi and Temari were standing there waiting. As they landed, Temari gazed at Shikamaru and Rox longingly, but swiftly hid it in a mask of smug content. "Long time no see," Cordi called up to her sister and childhood best friend.
"Right back at you," Rox laughed as she swung her legs over Gryffin's spine to hop down. He offered his paw so she didn't hurt herself landing disgracefully, which she was only happy to accept. As soon as she was down, they ran to each other and embraced the other in a hug. Ronni finally got down from Nessie and joined in the hug.
"We should get going," they heard Temari state, breaking up their little hugging session. They noticed Kiba, Shikamaru, Naruto, Hinata, and Temari were waiting for them with all the bags down and in hand.
Cordi nodded, turning to Aleera. "Thanks for leading them here. You can show them where you spend your time now." Aleera nodded, turning to Nessie and Gryffin, only then to shoot up into the sky, the other two dragons trailing behind them. The three girls turned to the rest of the group and joined them. They only had two hours to get ready before they had to be at Suna's Grand Hall.
Gaara sat on Kankuro's bed, waiting for the groom to finally get dressed. Kankuro was fretting about so much stuff, it was grating on Gaara's nerves. "What if everything goes wrong?" was Kankuro's favorite one to ask. Every time he asked it, Gaara wanted to ask him what more could go wrong. Matsuri had already cheated on him, the wedding was a sham because she was pregnant. Everything had already gone wrong, yet they were getting married.
Gaara glared at his brother, who was pacing around the room in his tuxedo pants and shirt. He wore shiny black shoes that clicked against the floor every step. "Would you hurry up?" Gaara growled. "We have to be at the Grand Hall in fifteen minutes, and you're too busy fretting about what may or may not happen. Remember, you're doing this for your unborn child." Gaara had issues saying that last bit of information without growling a little. But it did the trick in bringing Kankuro out of his train of thought.
He stopped pacing, looking at Gaara, who was obviously bored. "Sorry, you're right," Kankuro muttered. He quickly walked over to his dresser and fastened his cuff-links onto his sleeves. As he finished that, he snatched his tuxedo jacket, which was lying on the bed next to Gaara. He put it on and brushed off any dust it had on it and smoothed out its wrinkles. "I think I'm ready," Kankuro stated, looking to his brother who had been dressed in his tuxedo for about forty-five minutes now waiting for Kankuro. His arms were crossed and his eyes were narrowed as he stood up, nodding a little to his older brother. Gaara quickly walked out of the room, his own shoes clicking and his coat-tails billowing a little behind him, and Kankuro followed him out.
Fred sat at Ichiraku's, slowly eating ramen, and bored out of her mind. All of her friends had gone for some reason, and she was alone. Rox, Hinata, and her sister Ronni had gone to Suna for Kankuro's wedding. Lynne had yet to come back from her mission. She sighed out of boredom. "Is it possible to die of being this bored?" Fred asked no one in particular.
"Sorry, no," she heard the cook mutter. She dropped her head, pouting a little at the bowl of noodles and soup.
"Why so glum, Fred?"
The voice sounded like silver bells to Fred's ear. She looked up to see her ever vibrant best friend, Lynne. Fred jumped off her stool in excitement, leaping onto Lynne, who was caught off balance because of the sudden shift in weight. "You're back!" Fred squealed. "I'm not alone anymore!"
"Yeah," Lynne rasped awkwardly. "I'm back. Where are Rox and Ronni?"
Fred gently got off her friend, straightening her shirt and shorts. "They were invited to Kankuro's and Matsuri's wedding… well they were invited by Shikamaru and Kiba, who needed dates," she replied glumly. "Along with Naruto and Hinata," she then added with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Really?" Lynne asked, a little confused. "Why?"
"Oh, you haven't heard, right!" Fred smiled, a little ditzily. She then proceeded to recant the latest Matsuri fiasco, and what the Gaara/Cordi thing was really about.
Temari stood next to Matsuri during the wedding, not really paying attention to the ceremony. She knew it was a sham wedding anyway. She had another matter weighing heavy in her mind instead. Her glance turned away from the priest as he was giving the vows, to a couple sitting in the third row, Shikamaru and Rox.
Temari was having issues believing Shikamaru had actually gotten a date to the wedding. She shouldn't have been, but it was just a bit of a shock. Only four months ago, about a month before the girls arrived, Temari and Shikamaru had decided to end their three-year, long-distance relationship. Like so many other long-distance relationships, they had issues keeping it alive and being able to see each other. It was a mutual break-up. Both had realized that the strain of their relationship was not healthy for any party involved.
It was a shock to see that Shikamaru had moved on from their relationship. She hadn't completely gotten over him yet, but she knew she was going to get there eventually. But seeing him with someone else in what she felt was a short amount of time, had hurt her a little. Although, seeing Rox by his side looked kind of right, and she couldn't help but admire that. She had to admit, they were a cute couple.
"Temari," Matsuri hissed, snapping the eldest Subaku out of her strange reverie. "The bouquet," she hissed, signaling what she wanted with her eyes. It was only then that Temari noticed that the only thing holding the wedding from being over now was Matsuri and Kankuro walking down the aisle, and Temari was holding them up.
"Sorry," she muttered, giving Matsuri the bouquet, and bowing a little. With that, the newlyweds walked down the aisle arm in arm, acting happy and smiling for the crowd. Gaara and Temari met in the middle, before hooking arms and proceeding down the aisle after their brother and new sister-in-law. Gaara saw Temari sigh as they passed Shikamaru and Rox. He didn't bother to ask. He already knew, and Temari was grateful.
Three hours later, Gaara sat at the bridal party table looking so forlorn. They were about halfway through the reception, or as he liked to call it, the party celebrating the sham. He was dreading the speech he'd have to make for the "Happy" couple, as if his wedding gift wasn't generous enough. His gift to her was sparing her life, and his gift to his brother was the love of his life. He thought those gifts were pretty darn generous, given the circumstances. His appearance gift, so no one would question him more than necessary, had cost a pretty penny too, but being Kazekage, he got a discount. He had paid for one of the rooms in the Subakus' house to be turned into a nursery, completely on the down low. People would know he had gotten them a gift, but they wouldn't know what unless someone told them or had gotten a clue. Matsuri's size could probably be an indicator, though.
He stood up, holding his glass of wine, and tapping it lightly with a clean chop stick. He realized another huge hint was Matsuri not drinking wine, but sparkling cider. He put on a charming smile, masking his disdain for the spectacle. "As best man for Kankuro, I have to make a speech. And I promise it's not going to be long like my diplomatic ones," he joked, earning smiles from the audience. He saw Cordi sitting with Shikamaru, Roxanne, Ronni, Kiba, Naruto, and Hinata, and smiled. Cordi had recently been his rock through this emotional rollercoaster. She gave him two small thumbs up, as did Naruto, so he continued. "Kankuro is my older brother, which you all know. We have the same bond any brothers would have. The kind that's like you can't live with them, but you can't live without them. Sometimes they annoy the crap out of you, and others – they are the one person to put a smile on your face.
"I couldn't be happier that he found a woman like Matsuri. She's sweet, funny, and beautiful, what any guy would want." As he said that, he looked at her with knowing eyes. "I couldn't be happier for them. So, three cheers for the happy couple. Hip-hip – ,"
"Horray!" the crowd yelled back, Cordi's table being the quietest.
"Hip-hip –" he started again.
"Horray!"
"Hip-hip –" This time he sounded a little bit tired.
"Horray!"
"Cheers to you, Kankuro and Matsuri Subaku," Gaara ended, with a nod of his glass, before downing its entire contents.
He took a seat next to his brother who looked at him with a curious smile. "Touching," Kankuro said. It looked as if he didn't believe Gaara had said all that.
Since all the chatter had started up again, Gaara leaned over to Kankuro and whispered, "I felt that telling everyone that Matsuri was a cheating skank and that she chose you over me was in poor taste for a wedding toast." Kankuro pursed his lips and smiled sarcastically. This was the brother he had come to love over Gaara's years of good behavior. This snarky comment is exactly what the Gaara he knew would have said. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go ahead and get piss-drunk," Gaara stated, before leaving his seat for the open bar.
The bartender raised his brows, curious for the Kazekage's order. "A bottle of vodka, please," Gaara asked. The bartender nodded and placed one on the counter. Gaara grabbed it and opened it, taking a swig before turning around to see Cordi standing behind him.
"Nice speech," she smiled. He nodded, his lips pursed regretfully.
Then a thought popped into his head. "You want to leave and go for a walk?" She raised her eyebrows in confusion at his question. "I'll share my drink," he offered, shaking the bottle of clear alcohol as incentive.
She frowned a little at him, then said, "I prefer wine or champagne."
Gaara smiled and said to the bartender. "You heard her. A bottle of champagne." The bartender nodded and handed her one. Gaara offered her an arm and asked, "Shall we?"
"We shall," she smiled, linking her arm with his.
They walked out of the community hall and onto the streets of Suna. During their walk, Cordi tried to pop out the cork, but wasn't doing so well at it. "Here," Gaara said slightly annoyed, taking her bottle and popping it open rather quickly. He handed it back to her, then took a swig of his own drink. They looked at the sky, noticing the beautiful colors the sunset caused. Cordi sighed in awe of the sight. "If you think that's pretty, I know a view you'll love," Gaara stated, smirking a little.
"Show me," Cordi smiled. Suddenly the buildings around them were moving. It took her a couple seconds to realize that they were hovering on his sand. He directed them onto the Kazekage's building's roof. From here, all the colors a sunset could make were visible, and reflecting off the heat waves the sand cast in the distance.
"Oh, wow," Cordi gasped.
"Yeah. I love coming up here," Gaara stated. "It's a great get-away with a perfect view."
The sun quickly went down, though. So the couple decided to play a drinking game, Never Have I Ever. It was around eleven thirty to midnight, and they were already pretty hammered. (AN: I've never been drunk, so I don't really know drunk speak. So, throughout this scene, they are slurring their words, I just don't know how to write it.) Gaara's tuxedo coat lay to the side, abandoned. His bow-tie was untied and hung lazily around his neck. "Never have I ever gone shkinny-dipping," Gaara smirked. Cordi huffed and took a sip. Oh, how she wanted to wipe that smug smirk off his face.
"Never have I ever given or receive a blow job," Cordi smiled evilly. Gaara pouted and took a sip. "Aha-ha! Which one?" Cordi laughed.
"Received," Gaara stated sickened by the other possibility.
"You know, now that I think about it," Cordi started, holding down a hiccup, "that's really gross."
"Really? You're just getting someone sucking on you would be a little gross, now?" Gaara asked sarcastically, holding up too fingers to show how little. He tried to keep his hand steady, but it wasn't working.
"No, that's not what I'm thinking about," she stated, waving a hand wildly around. "I'm right in guessing the person giving you the BJ was Matsuri, right?" Cordi asked. Gaara nodded. "Well, if she was willing to give you BJ's, then why not Kankuro? And you guys would obviously make out sometime after all this happened. So following algebra law, if a=b, and b=c, then a=c – you sucked on Kankuro, and Kankuro sucked on you," Cordi explained, half smirking evilly in her defeat over him, and half sneering in disgust. Then she let out an unsuspected hiccup, before chasing it down with another sip of champagne.
Gaara's face paled as he gagged, fully understanding what she just said. "That ish REVOLTING!!" It was obvious he was trying to keep his lunch down. Then he saw her daydreaming slightly, her head swaying a little. "Don't even picture that!" he snapped, pointing an accusing finger at her – well trying to. With his had wavering so much, it wasn't so much at her than around her.
"Too late," Cordi laughed, with a hiccup.
"EW!!" he squealed, waving his arms around him. "You have got to be one of the most perverse people I have met!"
"Blame Lynne," Cordi laughed. "I was nowhere near thish perverse until she showed me Shnarry. I tell you, that stuff ish like porn in writing." All he could do was stare at her, his mouth agape. "Alright!" she yelled, pumping a fist into the air. "Never have I ever been asked to leave a playground by local officials."
With that, both of them took a swig. Gaara noticed this and said, "I thought the point of this game was to not get drunk." He hiccupped right after "drunk," making Cordi laugh.
"It ish, but I've reached the point everyone does eventually. So I don't care anymore," Cordi stated through her laughing, taking another swig. "So you tell first."
Gaara sighed before saying, "You probably already have it figured that I wash asked to leave, because I scared the other little kidsh, right?" Cordi nodded. "Well, there you have it," Gaara stated, chasing off the end of his tale with a swig of his vodka.
"Oh, well that'sh no fun. My story ish way better," Cordi scoffed. "Alright, so I was with my sister and some of her friends when we decided to play a game of jail tag. It was night, so when the police officer drove by, he instantly thought we were dealing drugs, because we were teenagers on a playground at night." Cordi laughed a little as Gaara gave her a strange look. "I guessh he jusht listened to stereotypes," Cordi continued, waving hand wildly. "So, he ashked ush to leave, and we did. That's it. Your turn."
Gaara thought a little, looking up to the sky. "You know, I honestly can't think of one," he sighed. He looked over to her, noticing she was swaying a little, even though she was sitting down. He started to get up, saying "We should probably be heading home."
"No!" she groaned, quickly snatching Gaara's arm and pulling him back down while he was off-balance.
"Whoa," he yelped, as he fell, landing on top of Cordi. He didn't think she meant to cushion his fall, but she did. His arms were on either side of her head, propping him up. His face was inches from hers, and the way he landed, his legs were in between hers. "Sorry" he muttered, trying to get up, but she had him in a vice grip.
"No, I'm having too much fun to leave jusht yet," Cordi whined. She tugged him a little closer to her body, making sure he wouldn't leave. Suddenly, she gained a strange look in her eye as she said, "You have very pretty eyesh, you know that?"
He was taken aback a little with her comment. He had never been told he had pretty eyes, at least not to his knowledge. He shook his head a little to answer her. The movement brought their faces closer together. Thoughts were running through his mind like rapid fire. She was so close to him, looking so innocent. Her face had a red tint to it, probably from the alcohol. He could feel her warm breath on his face. Involuntarily, his head leaned in, making his lips brush against hers, ever so lightly. He could feel blood rising to his face as he did this. "I'm so –" he didn't get to finish it his sentence as Cordi brought him into a deeper kiss. It took about three seconds to go from innocent and safe to hungry and passionate. Their tongues battled against each other as he felt her hands make their way through his crimson forest of hair, her fingers rubbing his scalp. He twirled locks of her hair around his long fingers.
He felt her hands leave his hair and fiddle with the buttons of his dress shirt. Gently pushing them away, he unbuttoned the piece of clothing himself, tossing it aside once he finished the tedious task. Her hands roamed over his bare torso, grinning as she felt his well toned body above hers, still kissing the Kazekage. She broke away from his mouth and trailed kisses down his pale neck to his slender collar bone. She heard him moan softly as she licked his almost white skin, swirling patterns with her tongue. She nipped a little at it, before trailing back up his neck to nip at his earlobe.
He placed his hand on her inner left thigh, gliding it up slowly, dragging her dress with it. He heard her moan the closer he got to his goal. He felt her widen her legs, giving him an easier access. He looked at her, as his hand got closer. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open breathing. She reached down and pulled the dress off, exposing her body to Gaara. His hand finally reached her warmth, only blocked by her underwear. He could feel she was already starting to get wet. He smirked a little, pulling her panties down. As soon as he finished that, he put his hand back in its spot, his index and middle finger spreading her lips apart. He pushed his fingers into her, hearing her gasp, feeling her lungs shudder against him. He scissored his fingers while pushing them in and out. He slipped a third finger in her, curling and uncurling them inside her. He pushed his thumb against her bud, and heard her gasp, then mutter "Again." As he pushed and pulled his fingers in and out of her, he massaged her pearl, hearing her pant with pleasure. He saw her hands clenching and unclenching, making him smile. She widened her legs as she panted, "G-Gaara." He pulled his hand out of her, flicking it a little. He couldn't help but grin when he heard her groan and saw her mouth turn into a frowning pout.
He quickly kicked off his shoes and pants, and she unsnapped her bra and tossed it to the side. The moonlight shined on both of them. Cordi's eyes gazed longingly at Gaara as his skin gleamed in the moonlight. Gaara couldn't help but think she looked like a goddess as her pale skin sparkled back at him. He gave her a gently kiss, trailing kisses to her ear. His leaning had ended up rubbing his hard on against her inner thigh. "You ready?" he asked her huskily. He felt her nod against his face. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head as he thrust himself into her, drowning her gasp with another kiss. Her eyes were wide at his girth. He pulled away from the kiss, looking at the shock on her face. "Are you okay?" he asked, worried he did something wrong.
"N-no," she stuttered. "Just, just give me a second to-to get situated." She gave him the nod as soon as she adjusted, signaling him to start up. He dragged himself out a little, feeling her shudder beneath him, before slamming back into her, making her gasp again. She wrapped her legs around him, giving him a better angle. He pulled out again, and quickly pushed back in, getting deeper than the first two times. "Faster," Cordi groaned. Gaara smirked, speeding his pace up a little. She curled against him and bucked her hips with the rhythm. Both were panting hard soon enough. She felt her stomach twisting and curling until her muscles spasmed, radiating down to spaz around Gaara's manhood, making him fill her with his seed. Slightly tired, he pulled out of her, looking around the roof for their clothes, only to find that they were blown off the building without their own bodies to weigh them down. He bit his lip, thinking about what to do. Cordi noticed his face and looked around. She gave a nervous chuckle as she slurred a "Woops."
AN: So, yeah. Thanks for reading again! This is the first time I ever posted a lemon... so if you read it and want to review ... be nice please =.=o