Authors note: Here's chappie 8… I don't know what else to say…. KAT!!

Kat: yep?

Me: What the heck should we say?

Kat: how should I know?

Me: 'cause you're the smart one….

Kat: uhuh…. Umm… just tell them to enjoy the story and… I don't know…

Gaara: Why don't you tell them to go die in a hole…

Me: bad Gaara! –whaps Gaara in the head- Don't talk to our viewers like that!

Gaara: why you… -lunges at Devon with sand-

Me: If you hurt me then I guess I can't write about you and Naruto having hot animal sex…

Gaara: -stops in his tracks-

Me: good boy.

This story contains YAOI!! If you don't like YAOI then don't read!!

Kk just wanted to get that outta the way.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto or any of the other Naruto charries.

Chapter 8

Gaara had ushered everyone out of Naruto's house quickly and got Naruto into his bed. There were a couple of red spots in the living room where people had nose bleeds, including Gaara. He never expected Naruto to be so… 'Big'. There was always a rumor saying that Naruto was 'small' but everyone was proven wrong today when Naruto's towel fell. And Kami! Who knew he was that…cute, from head to toe, he wasn't exactly chiseled like Gaara had imagined…not that he'd…imagined it, but he was soft looking. You could see creases for the muscles but nothing really defined. In all reality Naruto just looked soft. Gaara's face was still stained red as Naruto lay under the covers, he was burning up from fever and Gaara had put another rag on his forehead along with a bottle or two of hot water under the covers to regulate his temperature. The Kage considered bathing Naruto to cool him off, but couldn't muster the will power.

"Should have said something before he came out…" Gaara muttered to himself before opening up the music box and turning to make Naruto ramen, though a small grip at the back of his Kage Traveling Robe caused him to turn slightly only to see Naruto staring up at him with his eyes just barely open. The sunlight filtering in through the shades on Naruto's window glinted on his skin and hair angelically the effect causing Gaara's mouth to drop open just slightly.

"Please…don't leave…" Naruto breathed in an exhausted manor. "Lay…with…me…" with that the blonde's eyelids fluttered closed again and his grip lapsed, his hand dropping to the edge of the bed. Gaara paused, shrugged and left anyway to go to the kitchen and make ramen. Halfway through cooking the plain noodles—Gaara didn't want to have Naruto eating anything too much for his stomach—Gaara shuffled to the fridge and opened the door; pulling out the milk carton to make some PuuChan Style Pudding for Naruto, though when he went to pour the liquid into the bowl the stench that hit him was enormous. His stomach heaved and he quickly tossed the bottle; noticing the expiration date was four days earlier. He groaned, realizing he'd drank the milk…as…had Naruto. Realization hit him that the blonde had gotten poisoning of the sort that, unlike Gaara, he hadn't been able to handle. Gaara shook his head weakly at the stupidity of it all. It was probably from all of Naruto's crying that made his body too weak to handle it.

The timer on the Ramen went 'Ping!' and Gaara made his way to the soup. He was getting slightly tired of the scent of this soup and wondered slightly why Naruto enjoyed it so much. Serving up all the ramen in one bowl that he knew Naruto would devour, Gaara made his way back into the bedroom only to find Naruto sitting up and staring out the window, looking lonely. Gaara set down the ramen on his lap and Naruto's face immediately beamed past the sickness.

"Gaa----Kun!" He grinned, but his grin dropped and he looked amazingly surprised at how his voice rasped, so he ate more ramen and grinned at Gaara fully, patting the spot beside him. Gaara rolled his eyes but slid under the covers anyway next to Naruto, the sudden heat surprised the Kage and he fidgeted slightly only to freeze when Naruto suddenly curled into him.

Normally he'd just wrap his arms around him…b-but the blonde must've been delusional! Under the covers all Naruto was…was still…bare. Naruto set the Ramen aside on the window sill and wrapped his arms around Gaara happily making Gaara's mouth water completely out of nervousness, of course.

Naruto's leg suddenly was resting against Gaara's as Naruto pressed himself so close to Gaara. Gaara's blood boiled and he swallowed thickly, suddenly realizing his nose was bleeding again he cupped a hand over his face and bashed his head back into the bed board in frustration. If Naruto saw him bleeding he would know what Gaara was thinking!

Oh, Kami, and then Naruto would move away. He'd freak out! Gaara attempted to calm himself, tucking his collar all the way to his nose and hesitantly leaning his head on Naruto's. Naruto, still smiling and humming in a disoriented way, reacted by pushing his body…every part of it, as close as possible to Gaara. The Red head gulped, his face now as red as his hair while he desperately tried to hide it. Gaara wanted to take Naruto and hold him tighter, but with Naruto…. Being naked…and all, Gaara tried not to get to close to the boy. Naruto still clung to Gaara's arms when he looked into Gaara's eyes. He still had that happy face on, even when he was sick.

"Let's do something today Gaara! Something fun! Lets-" Naruto started but Gaara placed his index finger over the boy's lips to stop him in mid-sentence.

"You have to get some sleep. I don't want you going outside when you're sick." Gaara demanded, though his eyes showed a little bit of concern for the boy.

"Yes, sir…" Naruto said. His head plopped down onto pillow that Gaara laid on, and he continued to hug Gaara for a while.

"Then… How about tomorrow?" Naruto asked cheerfully.

"If you're feeling better, then yes." Gaara said and Naruto cheered up a little. But they didn't say much else after that. They just lay on the bed, being together. The music box had stopped playing the tune automatically and it was completely silent until Naruto's stomach let loose a low,

'Growl' Naruto then turned him self towards the ramen that Gaara had prepared for him. When Naruto moved around to get his ramen, Gaara hid his nose once more when he felt Naruto's leg rub against his, gently sending chills up his spine and then down to his "lower regions".

Gaara bit his lip and shuffled his way off the bed to walk away towards the bathroom, leaving Naruto alone to munch on his ramen. Gaara closed the bathroom door once he entered it and stared in the mirror. He leaned his hands on the sink and turned on the faucet. He picked up some water in cupped hands and let it run over his nose, ridding it of the red blood. Only a couple of times has he seen his own blood, but this time he didn't mind so much. He thought about Naruto for a while, wondering why Naruto was always so huggable. His thoughts were interrupted when he looked down to see a small bump forming under the cloth of his pants, between his legs. Gaara looked away blushing slightly. What was this that he was feeling? Gaara had never felt like this before. These feelings and urges that he's had these past few days were new to him. Naruto made him happy; even though he didn't show it a lot. And this…feeling, was it? Er, of course. It was the first time he'd experienced 'that' either.

He fidgeted uncomfortably, trying to get rid of the stiffness…pressure, whatever you'd call it, but couldn't figure out how,

"What the hell?" he muttered circling in the small bathroom impatiently. His skin was almost vibrating and whatever it was, it felt…good, at the least. Tight, though—ah! Gaara winced, his skin feeling like it was stretching and he needed to stop it. Suddenly there was a light pound on the door that practically made Gaara jump out of his skin.

"Gaa-Kun…I gotta go…I ate my ramen too fast! Hurry up…please…" Naruto whined through the door. Gaara bit his bottom lip and slowly opened the door to see Naruto, standing anxiously in front of the door, he was still completely naked. The stress in between Gaara's legs grew and Naruto skipped from foot to foot, bouncing slightly. Gaara moved out of Naruto's way; letting the blonde run into the bathroom The Kage fell against the wall and slowly slid to the floor, blush staining his cheeks, his nose bleeding constantly and now, even his legs throbbing.

A sudden scream from the bathroom caused the Kage to jump up and wretch the door open.

"What is it!?" he demanded only to see Naruto staring in shock at the bathroom mirror;
"Gaa-Kun! I…I…I'm Naked!!!" he shrieked turning to Gaara whose mouth dropped open at the sheer fact that Naruto hadn't realized it. Naruto, realizing he was facing a Kage, covered up with a hand towel; he was red down to his shoulders. The towel was relatively large and Naruto wrapped it around his waist before hugging Gaara tightly.

"Gaa-Kun! You didn't tell me…did you not want to embarrass me? Arigato…but I'm embarrassed now! Gaa-Kun hide me?" Naruto's eyes were filled with tears as Gaara placed his arms around his waist, not being able to reach any higher with the way Naruto was embracing him. At this action Naruto moved completely against Gaara, the blonde's lower half pressing against Gaara's. Naruto only pulled his head back to smile at Gaara.

"Gaa-Kun always makes me feel better…I think the fever might even be gone from Gaa-Kun's cooking!" he grinned, shuffling his feet. Even the slightest brush made Gaara want to tilt his head back and moan. Naruto hugged Gaara even tighter for a few moments before suddenly pulling back and looking down before pulling way back, giggling.

"Gaa…Kun…" he managed, giggling still and looking anywhere but at Gaara. Gaara looked down in surprise only to see the bulge grew larger, he turned away now, blushing.

"Is…hehe…is that what Gaa-Kun was in the bathroom for?" Naruto's giggle suddenly turned into a low laugh that made Gaara flinch in surprise, shivering when the blonde wrapped his arms around his shoulders and pressed his body even closer than this morning to the Kage's.

"Maybe I can take care of that for you?" he whispered seductively in Gaara's ear, his hot breath burning Gaara's skin. Naruto pulled back quickly, grinning,

"Just kidding!" he laughed loudly before jogging out of the room to go get dressed. Gaara closed the door slowly, more blood dripping onto the bathroom floor. He slowly got down on his hands and knees before breathing in deeply determining what pants he was going to change into.

He figured out how to fix his 'problem', at the least…Naruto's touch and breath and…the Kage shook his head, cleaning his messes up he went to the bedroom only to raise an eyebrow at the fact that Koichi and Ikuto were unpacking suitcases.

"Yours?" Gaara asked irritably. They shook their heads.

"For our Kage we went shopping so you wouldn't be seen in commoner clothing," Ikuto stopped, turning to Koichi for him to continue. Gaara's eyes flickered to Naruto looking offended and angry in the corner and he chuckled slightly; it made Koichi's mouth drop open and he faltered before continuing.

"Y-Your Kazekage-Sama, please, wear the clothing we have gotten for you. We tried very hard to make it appeasing. Arigatou." The blonde haired body guard bowed quickly and stood back up. He was rather tall with pale skin and pale blue eyes, the kind of push over guy that people loved to be around; though when he got serious about something he would turn deadly.

Gaara sighed, and nodded, making Koichi seem relieved. Ikuto was emotionless as usual, he was completely the admirable ninja; shoulder length black hair and paper white skin with pale crimson eyes, he was absolutely lethal in any method. He could easily take out Hatake Kakashi in less than two minutes, nothing exciting happened with him around, so Gaara preferred it when he wasn't.

"Leave now." Gaara muttered, holding a hand in front of his face and combing it through his blood red hair. The two left without speaking, leaving Gaara to turn to Naruto with a smile. The boy was wearing an oversized white tee-shirt and baggy pants, his legs were in a butterfly position with his hands pressing down in the center, he looked towards the wall while blush stained his cheeks.

"What is it?" Gaara asked coolly making his way to Naruto, Naruto shrugged.

"It's just…I'll miss Gaa-Kun wearing my clothing s'all." he grumbled, biting his bottom lip. Gaara smiled and bent down, placing a kiss on Naruto's forehead that made him grin before Gaara made his way to his bags.

"Naruto…" He murmured quietly, "I don't fit into your clothing." He stated pulling out what his guards had bought him. The Kage's face became furious at the first outfit he pulled out; it included a white turtle neck and black leather pants, tight with several studded belts. For shoes there were gunner boots, also black leather and steel toed. In an instant Naruto was by his side clapping.

"Ah! That's really cool, expensive stuff! Designer!" he fretted, feeling the material of the turtle neck. "Eee! It's so soft. Gaa-Kun, I don't mind if you wear this!" Naruto smiled in an adorable way. Gaara, would've anyway but he wanted something in return for it.

"Only if…if I can…" The Kage paused, thinking of something from Naruto he wanted.

"What Gaa-Kun, is there anything you want that I can give you?" Naruto asked sweetly, tugging on Gaara's shirt. Gaara looked down at the blonde and flushed instantly, Naruto was leaning against him now, the collar of his shirt hanging wide enough that Gaara could see down it to his flat, soft looking…welcoming stomach and chest.

"Anything…?" Gaara muttered, making Naruto nod and him curse himself for perverted thoughts. What was this? This…whatever it was…for Naruto. Surely it wasn't one of Temari's kinds of obsessive crushes. He shuddered away from that thought, but the hyper awareness of Naruto being there made his body beg to differ.

"Only if I can call you Naru-Chan." He ordered quickly. Naruto grinned and hugged Gaara tightly, making Gaara inch his lower torso away from Naruto, he didn't want to get the blonde…covered in it, or even touching it.

"Naru-Chan…" Gaara said out loud a couple times, trying to get used to saying it. Naruto smiled and he left the room to let Gaara get dressed in his new clothing.