A/N: As the third installment of the 'Naruto World's Alphabet' series, I find myself wondering if maybe people will get annoyed with these separate one-shot chapters. I should probably make sure people know each chapter is a different story up front, but unfortunately for my readers, I kind of like being a pain in the keister. So deal with it. Don't own Naruto characters.
Naruto glared at the one man who'd become his best friend since Sasuke left the village. Normally they'd be training or sparing together, but not today. Today was the first day of the winter snows and that made it nearly impossible to get the redhead outside. Sitting at the head of the table was none other than Kakashi, who seemed to notice the tension between the two, because he was laughing nervously.
"Ne, ne…Naruto, you remember how it was when we accompanied the Princess to the Land of Snow, right? The Kazekage is from the desert, you have to understand how he feels…" Naruto looked over at Kakashi, who was holding up his hands pleadingly. Naruto sighed and slumped into his chair.
Gaara regarded his friend, who seemed very tense for some reason. He wondered at it, but just shook his head and watched the snow lightly fall outside the window. Naruto jumped in surprise when an ANBU appeared right in front of them. Kakashi and Gaara merely stiffened in surprise. However, all three were standing when the ANBU delivered his message…Sakura was missing.
"What the…She was heading back from a mission last I heard. How the hell could she go missing?" Naruto yelled at the ANBU, who looked at the floor.
"We were attacked by an enemy on our way back. Haruno-san instructed us to get one of our injured back to Konoha immediately. She stayed behind to fight the enemy." The ANBU said gently. It was no secret that Sakura had her own ANBU team. She'd climbed through the ranks of Konoha Shinobi easily after becoming a medic nin. However, this just didn't make sense. Sakura wasn't this careless.
Both Naruto and Kakashi jolted when Gaara took control of the situation. "What was her last known location?" he asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. The ANBU regarded him for a second before handing him a small scrap of paper. Gaara looked at it and his eyes widened for a second and then he was gone. Naruto picked up the scrap and looked at it and his eyes too went wide. They'd been returning from a mission in Kumo…which would send them straight through Sound territory.
Gaara knew that if Sakura got intercepted by Sound ninja, there was a good chance that her ex-love, Sasuke, would be there. And if that man got his hands on Sakura, she was as good as dead. He prayed she had the sense to fight against being taken. He stopped when he noticed bodies all around. In the middle was a panting pink haired woman. Across from her, a man with red eyes and black hair had a sword drawn.
"Why do you fight me, Sakura, when you know you cannot win?" Gaara watched her as she struggled to her feet, her left hand on her right arm. She was shaking and it was obvious she was injured heavily.
"B-because you betrayed us. You left and joined the man who killed the Third. It was the Third that took care of you when you were a child…a man who took care of all of us growing up…and you betrayed him!" she yelled and Gaara noticed green chakra cover her body and suddenly she was standing up straight and regarding the Uchiha across from her. She held up her fists, ready to fight.
"For that…for turning your back on his sacrifice…for turning your back on me, on Naruto, on the whole village…I can never forgive you." Gaara felt a cold breeze blow and he shivered. Normally he wouldn't be caught dead outside when it was this cold. But the idea of Sakura being hurt made the part of him that remained linked to Shukaku growl menacingly. He watched as the Uchiha lowered his sword and started walking towards her.
"Very well. I will end your suffering Sakura." He then lifted his sword, an evil smile on his face. "I will kill you and send your dead body back to Konoha to allow those bastards to see what awaits them!" the black haired man rushed Sakura, who gasped and then launched herself up into the sky. She noticed Sasuke falter a bit due to the shockwave her punch had sent through the earth, but he recovered and followed her up.
It was when it seemed Sasuke would slice her in half that the long, deadly sword met the dense, crystallized sand of Sabaku no Gaara. They both looked down into the insane eyes of Suna's Fifth Kazekage. Madness burned deep in his eyes as he saw the one he loved in danger from someone who should have been protecting her.
"Uchiha!" Gaara roared before launching himself into the air. Sasuke blocked the attack with his sword and watched as Gaara ignored the blood that leaked from his hand as his fist made contact with the blade. Sakura gasped as the red head brought up his knee and caught Sasuke in the stomach, sending him crashing to the forest floor below.
She was staring down at her old team mate when she felt arms wrap around her and a warm body pressed to hers. She looked over her shoulder and found Gaara behind her, his nose buried in her hair. She gasped and blushed when she felt his arousal press against her backside eagerly. She could hear him mumbling something and then the entire forest was flooded with sand. She stared, eyes wide with shock and awe, as the sand stopped moving and seemed to solidify.
Then she was being turned so that her face was pressed into his shoulder as he murmured to her over and over in a low voice. He picked her up and allowed his sand to cover them, transporting them to who knew where.
Sakura was conflicted. She was shocked, scared, and excited all in the same instance. Gaara, Sabaku no Gaara, Kazekage of Suna, had her pushed up against the wall of his bedroom in Konoha and was doing wicked things to her body with his tongue. He'd started at her ear, purring at her and gently nuzzling and had moved down to her jaw, nibbling gently. He'd then gently caressed her neck and collarbone with his lips, before worshiping her body with his hands and mouth.
He was currently kneading her bare chest, his fingers gently plucking her nipples while his lips and tongue were alternating between her neck and her breasts. She didn't know how she should feel…Gaara had never expressed any interest in her and, lately, it seemed like he avoided her. But the gentleness and thoroughness of his current actions suggested something entirely different from what she'd thought.
She gasped when his tongue slid down her stomach, playing with her belly button. She dug her hands into his hair and moaned at the feel of him worshipping her so enthusiastically. Her eyes widened and she looked down at him nervously as she felt him pulling at her skirt buckle. She watched it drop and how he pulled her pelvis to him, nuzzling her left hip through the thin black material of her shorts.
She stifled a yelp when he hooked his fingers in her shorts and jerked them down, revealing her most private area for his viewing pleasure. She heard him moan and then nuzzle her mound, making her strangle on a shriek. She took deep, gasping breaths as he continued to nuzzle her and even licked her hip. She did shriek when she felt him grab her and suddenly stand. She was flipped over his shoulder as he made his way over to the bed and deposited her there before climbing overtop her, a gentle blush on his face and his eyes hooded in arousal.
She stared up at him as he laid his body over hers and began touching her gently once more. She moaned as his hand traced her hip before sliding between them to delve into her secret alcove. She gasped and arched against him as he touched her intimately. She let out a sob-like noise and clung to him, fear and excitement mingling.
As he continued to caress her, her mind became more and more clouded. Her body was hot and demanding as she made little noises against his shoulder. However, all that cloudiness and pleasure disappeared in one painful moment. She gasped in realization that he'd entered her without her even knowing until he'd broken her hymen. She heard his growl of pleasure and wondered if he could smell her virgin blood.
All thoughts fled from her, however, when he started moving once more. It was a tad sharp, but it eventually dulled into a throb and then hummed into pleasure. She gasped as he moved in her, bringing pleasure to dull the pain. She felt mindless, weightless…like she was floating on a sea of dreams. At first, it started off calm and gentle. But as Gaara's tempo increased, so did the turbulence of her pleasure. She went from a calm pool of dreams to a raging sea of pleasure. She screamed when she could take it no longer. Her body felt like it was breaking, like her soul was shattering. Her body was the medium with which the two worlds, dream and pleasure, seemed to merge. She gave one last hoarse sob before oblivion took her and cradled her in its arms.
Gaara had never felt so relaxed in his life. Sakura had actively participated in their love making, even encouraging him with shouts of 'faster' and 'harder'. She'd enjoyed it as much as, if not more than, he had. He could feel her against his side, breathing deeply in her sleep. They were wrapped around each other under the light weight sheets of his bed in the embassy suite reserved for visiting Kages. From the corner of his eye, he saw her foot, shin and part of her knee as it was thrown over his hips.
He watched her, his eyes still sleepy and sated, as she snuggled closer to him with a sigh. He closed his eyes once more and let out a deep sigh of contentment as he pulled her closer. He thought about the past few years and how he'd watched Sakura from afar, wanting to tell her how he felt, but afraid she was still hung up on that Uchiha kid. But when she'd told the bastard off, she'd unwittingly given him an unimpeded path to her and he'd taken it wholeheartedly. She was his now…his woman, his wife.
He gently slid his hand up her leg and smiled to himself. She'd get a surprise when she woke and found herself married to the Kazekage. In Suna, when you slept with a man and got pregnant, that man was automatically your husband. He felt the small part of Shukaku that had failed to be extracted purr in satisfaction. She indeed was now carrying his pup…and this was now much more than just a crush.