Mission Impossible: Housewife

By KawaiPanda

Chapter Eleven

A GaaIno Love Story

By the time we set up camp that night, I had a limp in my step. I didn't tell anyone because it wasn't something that could be healed with chakra. Rather, it was the pain that comes with loosing one's virginity and I don't think I wanted to have to go through losing it again. As I rested in the tent Gaara and I shared, I couldn't help but examine myself, hissing in pain as I did so. My thighs were rubbed raw, and I could only imagine what my innerds looked like. Kami, I wondered how long it would take to naturally heal. Not too long I hope. I winced in pain, but went through the motions of changing out of my travel clothing and into my sleepwear.

When Gaara ducked into our tent a little while later, I wondered if I should tell him. I was curled up in a ball on my sleeping bag. That seemed to be the only position that relieved any of the pain. Plus, I hadn't moved since laying down.

"Hey, Gaara."

"Ino."

He laid next to me, staring at the ceiling of the tent. I stared at him, not just because I was curious as to what he was thinking about but because I was feeling kind of lazy and didn't want to adjust my position. While being in the same position for an extended period of time hurt my unaccustomed muscles, the dull ache was nothing compaired to the pain I'd be feeling if I moved. Minutes passed, quickly turning into an hour. And just as I was about to be claimed by sleep, Gaara rolled towards me.

I knew what he wanted. The lustful look in his eyes was clear. Why I didn't refuse him, I don't know. After all, I was in pain, and I could have said something. Surely he would have understood. But I didn't say anything, and he didn't know. I gritted my teeth and bore through it because I didn't want to chance hurting his feelings.

The next morning, the pain remained and Gaara had already left the tent by the time I woke up. I dressed quickly and left the tent. Many of the others were just now waking as well, so I knew I hadn't overslept. Tenten could tell something was up from the way I was forcing my smile whenever we talked, but she didn't call me out on it. And for that I was grateful. And as we continued on our journey to Suna, the pain got progressively worse. Nothing I did, medically wise, was helping and for the first time in my life, I was wishing I had studied more because surely Sakura would know what to do and she constantly had her nose in a book.

So, when we reached the last town between us and our destination, I decided to speak up. Sort of. After all, we were getting supplies for the last leg of our journey. So, while several ninja did some shopping, I found my way to my husband of two and a half days.

Thankfully he was alone. And I'd had some time to think of how I wanted to tell him about the pain, without actually telling him.

"Gaara?"

He nodded his acknowledgment as I came to stand next to him. "Ino."

I bit my lip and cocked my head at him. "I was wondering, do you think we could stop here and rest?"

He frowned. "I'm sorry Ino. We really don't have time. The elders gave me a specific time slot in which I could travel to and from Konoha for the wedding."

"Please?" I gave him the puppy dog eyes. Those eyes usually got me what I wanted. Daddy, Shikamaru and Choji almost always gave in to them.

"I..." He blushed, and looked away. "I'm sorry, but I cannot leave the village alone any longer than I already have."

Damnit to hell. What was I going to do now? I sighed, sagging my shoulders in defeat. "Alright."

After being denied my rest, I found myself falling into a simple chat with my husband to turn my mind away from the pain. After all, what good would it do for me to complain? So, I sucked it up. After all, I was a kunoichi. I had to be strong. I was strong, damnit.

That night, while I clutched at Gaara's back, I hoped my tears dried before he could catch a glance at them. He was suddenly much more eager for sex now, but I reasoned that it was likely just as new for him as it was me, otherwise he wouldn't be like a kid in a candy store or like Tenten in a weapons shop, would he?

The next morning, we reached the desert in a matter of hours. Today, I kept Tenten by my side. Gaara was having a deep conversation with his brother and I didn't want to bother him. We kept our conversation on the safe subject of the latest gossip. After all, with all the details of the wedding needed to have been planned, I was too tired to gossip with the girls. And boy, was there some juicy gossip for me to digest.

Sakura had a man.

Apparently the pinkette had forgotten to heal some evidence of her relations on that neck of hers and word spread quickly.

I felt so out of the loop as I listened to Tenten chatter about Konoha and it's inhabitants. Being the wife of the Kazekage for only three days and I feel so left out. Pinky is my best friend and I didn't even know she was dating someone until Tenten just told me. Who though, was the question. No one knew who it could have been, but I had my suspicions, and I wasn't talking about Naruto or Lee.

When we reached the safety of the village, the sense of unease that had settled over the sand ninja seemed to disapate. Even Gaara and my brother in law had seemed less tense. I was a bit suspicious, but I had the feeling they were just worried of an attack, though I doubt anyone would be so stupid to attack our party, since it was not only enormous due to Gaara and I's presense, but everyone knew how strong Gaara was from the battle with Madara.

The moment we were in the safety of the village, Gaara wisked me away to the Tower. Civilans and ninja alike were cheering on the streets as we passed them, a blush staining my cheeks in response. Gaara paid them no heed, like he was a man on a mission. Reaching the building, he led me to the council room, where every member was present.

"I present to you, my wife. Sabaku No Ino."

I bit my lip and glanced at the members, wondering why I had to be brought here, since they already knew we were going through with the marriage. I mean, did they think we would back out of it at the last second?

At their nods, Gaara ushered me back out of the room, though from the corner of my eye, I say a plastic bag being handed to one of the council members that looked suspiciously like the sheets from our wdding night...!

"Gaara, what-" Before I could ask Gaara what the hell it was that I'd just seen, he pulled me into an empty hallway, away from prying eyes.

"I'm sorry, Ino, but I have to get back to work," he informed me.

Blinking, I nodded dumbly. "Oh. Right. Well, I'll see you tonight?"

"See you tonight." With a chaste kiss to the forehead, he was gone, and I was left alone in the hallway. Did he just ditch me for work?