Mission Impossible: Housewife

By KawaiPanda

Chapter Ten

A GaaIno Love Story

As Gaara led me to the large bed that took up most of the space in the room, I couldn't stop my heart from leaping into my throat—it was beating entirely too fast and the medic in me wondered if I was going to have a heart attack. I might be young, but surely it felt as if my heart was about to burst.

I was nervous because after all, I was still a virgin, regardless of public opinion. It was because of my job that almost everyone thought me deflowered, defiled, a whore... I had come close to losing it several times to men who I didn't even know because it was my duty. My job. And now, my job was to be his wife, provide him children, and yet... I don't think I could treat this like another job. This was different—he was different.

I remember watching him fight Lee in the chunin exams, crazy psycho that he was at the time. I was there when Sakura-chan brought him back to life after the demon inside him had been stolen by the terrorist group, Akatsuki. I fought under him in the war against Madara. As of this afternoon, he is now my husband.

And I was now giving my body and my innocence to him.

I shuddered, feeling a bit chilly and Gaara hesitantly brushed my shoulders with his large hands. His touch was like an open flame on my skin, though I knew it to be my hypersensitivity. Surely no one else could cause such sensations within me. It was merely the situation... it had to be. My breath caught as my mind churned, I tried to stop overanalyzing—calm myself, and I plopped onto the edge of the bed, Gaara beside me. His sea-green eyes drew me into their depths and then his mouth was on mine. How could I not respond in kind?

His kisses tasted of cinnamon, and I couldn't help but be entranced by his skillful mouth. I was pulled onto his lap, and his hands busied themselves with unlacing my dress while I dug my hands into his tousled red hair. It was as soft as I'd imagined.

When I felt the corset loosen up, Gaara stopped kissing me, and I stood. I held the dress up as I walked a few feet away. Taking a deep breath, I allowed the dress to fall, leaving me in only my lacy black underwear, especially worn for tonight.

I stepped out of the white dress, careful not to get my heels caught on any of the fabric. I quickly took those off too because I wasn't sure I could walk back to him in them without tripping. I forced myself to look Gaara in the eye as I walked back towards him. I had the body of a Kunoichi. I had nothing to be ashamed of. I left a foot between us, and lifted a brow at him. I was not going to be the only one shedding clothes.

He deliberately took his time as he unbuttoned his shirt, keeping his eyes locked on my face. I couldn't help but watch as the fabric gave way to his sculpted chest, the pale skin peaking at me through the widening gap.

And when he stepped out of his shoes, socks and pants, I took the offered hand. He drew me towards him and I blushed when my breasts touched his chest. When I sat down on the bed this time, he leaned me back and we scooted back towards the middle of the bed. His lips found my collarbone as one hand brushed my ribs and the other my hip. As he settled in between my thighs, I found myself flinching at the sudden contact of his hardened member against my leg. Even though a thin layer of fabric I could feel the heat radiating from it.

Kami.

I felt a moisture dampen my lower folds, and desire coil in my belly.

With a moan, I dragged his mouth from my throat to mesh against my lips. Upon hearing the low moan escape my lips, Gaara's eyes darkened and he pulled a kunai from under the pillow. I gasped at the feeling of the metal against my flesh and couldn't help but wonder what the hell he was doing, that is until he used it to cut through my bra. He grasped the fabric and tossed it. The moment the cool air had access to my freed breasts, my nipples hardened.

Gaara's eyes narrowed in on them and he teased the tip of one between his thumb and forefinger and took the other in his mouth. With a whimper, I arched my back to his ministrations.

He had me writhing in pleasure under his expert touch. And in the corner of my mind, I kept wondering how he knew what to do.

When he started tugging at my underwear, I lifted my hips to help him get the off. After he shucked his boxers, I think I forgot how to breath at the sight of his stiff member.

It twitched and pulsed as he lined it up. Gaara locked eyes with mine and then he thrust into me. I cried out, the pain of his sudden intrusion was like nothing I've ever felt before. Immediately he stilled with a low grunt. It took me several deep breaths to force the pain down to a tolerable level. Mind over matter, damnit.

Mind.

Over.

Matter.

And when I kissed him, he took that as his sign to began moving. Pain was laced with the pleasure but it was to be expected. It was my first time after all, I just wish he'd be a bit more gentle. I wasn't as wet as I probably should have been but as time passed, the feeling of him thrusting in and out of me became one of pure pleasure.

Every thrust forced out a whimper as my pleasure built. I crossed my legs behind his back, digging my fingers into hair and burried my face into his neck. And while this experience was amazing, it was still awkward. I couldn't bare to look him in the eyes right now.

His brusing fingers dug into my hips, his breaths became ragged and his thrusts harder as time went on. I found myself rolling my hips in time to his movements. A pressure that had been steadily building up inside, deep in my lower belly pooled in a tight coil of pleasure, and then it was released.

I find myself arching into him, riding wave after wave of pleasure.

The scream that tore its way free didn't give justice to the pulsing sensations and I went limp. My blinding orgasm left me boneless as his rough thrusts jerked my lifeless body against his.

And then moments later he stiffened, grunting as he came. I could feel him pulsing within me and felt oddly satisfied by the knowledge that I could make him do so. That a Kage, one of the strongest men in my generation, found pleasure in me.

After he finished, he pulled out and gathered me against him. We both fell asleep like that.

XxXxXxXxX

The bright rays of the sun streamed into the room, falling aross my face. Immediately, I awoke to greet the morning with a smile. That is, until I felt the warmth of someone's arms around me. I went still, racking my mind, wondering what I had done last night to find myself in this situation. And then I remembered.

My movement must have awoken him, because the next thing I knew, I was being greeted with his sleepy voice. "Good morning, Ino."

My cheeks flushed red. "Gaara, G-good morning."

"Are you okay?"

"Huh?"

"I caused you some pain last night..."

"Oh. Well, it always hurts the first time. There isn't always blood for multiple reasons, but the pain is still present." I found myself babbling and immediately shut up. He nodded and rose from the bed not bothering to cover his body. As I sat up, pulling the sheets with me, I watched as he headed to the closet, rummaging through it. He came back, handing me some of my clothing I hadn't know was here.

At my qestioning look, he explained. "My guards packed your belongings and brought them here last night during our reception."

"Oh." I moved to get up and felt a sticky substance coating my thighs, causing the skin to stick in an unpleasant mannor. I grimace as I pushed the sheets aside and investigated. An odd shade of pink was spotted, remnants of last nights love making, my blood and his semen. I sighed.

I had forgotten to clean up.

"Ugh." I stood, pulling the blanket with me, carefully wrapping it around my body.

"Everything okay?"

"It will be after I clean up." He looked confused until he spotted the blood on the sheet covering the mattress. I took the clothing into the bathroom, the blanket I had wrapped around my torso dragging on the floor behind me.

"Do I have time for a quick shower?"

"I'm afraid not. We need to get moving as soon as possible."

I sighed and wet a wash cloth. It didn't take too long to scrub the sticky mix clean. And then I was pulling on my ninja garb. As I finished up, pulling my hair into it's normal high ponytail, I headed back into the room. Gaara sat on the edge of the bed, watching me in silence as I found my ninja sandals in the closet and pulled them on.

"When do we leave?"

"Now." He stood and headed for the door. I followed close behind.

"What about our stuff?" I asked as he opened the door, hesitant to follow him out.

"That's our job, ma'am." A guard answered for him, and they headed in the bedroom. Since Gaara didn't stop walking, I sighed and made sure to keep up with him. What else could I do? When we reached the gates, most of our entourage was already there, and as Gaara spoke with his brother I found myself sighing, unsure of what to do with myself.

Shikamaru and Choji were there, a part of the Konoha escort, but from the evil eye Shikamaru was giving me, I didn't dare wander over.

Upon spotting the familiar brunette that used to be my roommate, I felt giddy with excitement. Thank Kami I had someone to speak to... well, at least for the next few days. I called out to her, jogging towards her. "Tenten!"

She grinned. "Hey Ino."

I cocked my head to the side. "So you're one of the escorts?"

She grinned with a quick nod. "Yep."

"That's great! I'm glad I have someone I can talk to." I was really relieved. While she might not have been my first choice, she was still a good friend. And I felt... safe with her.

"I'm actually kind of excited too. I need a break from konoha." Something in her tone told me something had happened, but right now wasn't the time to press. I had the next three days to get her to tell me.

"True, you have been taking short missions a lot lately. I can't even remember the last time you took a mission that involved you being out of konoha longer than three days." She winced. "I can't either."

The vibe shifted and I looked for my husband. I could tell we were about to head off, so I gave Tenten a quick smile, and turned to go. "Well, I'll talk to you later."

"Right."

I quickly walked over to Gaara. He was now alone, and staring at me. Blushing, I took his hand in mine and awaited orders.

Kankuro moved to the front of the large group and began. "Alright people, the leaf ninja will be leading us out, and they will be rotated out after six hours. I'll give further orders then."

Everyone broke into their squads. I turned to my husband and gave him a small smile. "So, I'm assuming I stick with you."

He squeezed my hand reassuringly. "You assume correctly."

As everyone headed out, I found myself sticking by Gaara's side like glue. I hated feeling unsure of my role, but I didn't know how I could remedy the situation. So, upon the first break, I found myself searching for my ex-roommate.

I found her a little further off from the others, but I was fine with that. I didn't want everyone staring at me like they had been all damned day.

She began. "The wedding was beautiful Ino."

"Thanks. It was lovely, wasn't it."

"There was a lot of people..."

I nodded in agreement. "Yeah, there was. I didn't think so many people would show up, let alone fit in the building."

It was so easy to speak with her. I found myself smiling in spite of how annoyed I had been earlier.

"True. I heard that Tsunade-sama had Anbu Black Ops all over village security."

"Sounds about right, with all of those foreign ninja in the village." Our conversation had me thinking back to the reception. "So, what did you do after the wedding?"

"Huh?" She blinked.

"You weren't at the reception."

And then it dawned on her. "Oh, right." She frowned and I found myself curious as to why. "Neji and I had dinner reservations at a resturaunt."

"Really?" I took a quick sip from my canteen. "Did he propose?"

She copied me, swallowing before she answered. "... No, actually he broke up with me."

I'm grateful I had already swallowed my swig of water because if I hadn't it would have been sprayed all over her face. "Wh-What?"

"He broke up with me Ino..." She repeated softly.

Immediately I was in mother hen mode, my hand on her shoulder. "Oh, Tennie..."

She shook her head. "It's fine... I'll get over it. Get over him." She might have been telling herself that to feel better, but I knew her, and I knew she was hurting.

But I couldn't force the subject of her swallowing her emotions right now. Not with the event so fresh. "Tennie... he didn't deserve you." I frowned. "Did he even tell you why?"

"He's getting married to Hanabi."

"Hanabi. Hanabi as in Hinata's little sister, that Hanabi?" My eyes widdened in shock. "Ew! That is totally disgusting. And he had no say in the matter?"

"He did. But he will be Clan Leader if he marries her."

"He is such an ass." I am so glad we left the village because if we hadn't I'd be kicking his ass right now. Hyuga prodigy or not.

"Yeah..." She sighed. "Anyway, can we talk about something else?"

"Sure, sure. Sorry."

She grinned. "How were things with Gaara last night?"

"Oh..." I felt my face heat up.

"Uh-oh." She wiggled her brows at me, eager for details, but I wasn't ready to discuss that yet. While she and I had talked at great lengths about her sex life with Neji, I wasn't as experienced as her. Not like that anyway. She must have felt my unease about the subject because she didn't push it. After that, we made a little small talk. And all too quickly, it was time to keep on with the journey to Suna.