A Lack Of Abandon

by To-Kill-A-Poet

Gaara gets attacked. Naruto finds him on his doorstep. Will they find that they can understand eachother more than they realized? Will the continued attacks by a strange, green-haired man break them apart? Or will they be together forever? GaaNaruGaa SMUT

5. Stretched :IT'S LONG, WHAT CAN I SAY?:

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Gaara opened his eyes to the familiar whiteness of his room, located in the Kazekage tower/mansion in Suna. Was it just a dream...?

A loud yell from the kitchen nearby told him it wasn't.

"HEY! GIVE THAT BACK! THAT'S MY RAMEN, DAMNIT!!"

...Apparently Naruto was addicted to ramen. Smiling and crawling out of bed, still in his knee-length red silk nightgown (Since as Naruto had finally gotten him to start sleeping, Gaara found it very addictive) and entered the kitchen, leaning on the doorway languidly. He watched as Kankurou teased the blonde, finally returning the bowl of ramen when the kitsune started to rant about how he'd tell Temari about something he found in the Sand-nin's room. Gaara entered the room slowly to give his kare a hug. "Ne, we've only been in Suna since last night, and you're already finding something to yell about?"

Naruto smiled as he set down the ramen at the table and returned the hug. "You know me: morning person through and through once I'm up, no matter what the amount of travel or sleep time." It's really Kyuubi, though. He heals pretty much all of my weariness while I sleep, the blonde explains. He lets go and seats himself, handing an extra pair of chopsticks to Gaara. "Wanna share? A Kazekage needs his strength."

"And his coffee," Kankurou grins. "Here." He hands Gaara a mug with sloshing dark luquid inside, feeling generous due to his younger brother's drastic change from the past couple of weeks. The brunette turns on Naruto. "Oh, sure, share your precious ramen with him and not me..."

"You were trying to steal it!" Naruto says, his mouth half full of a long stream of noodles. "You saw, Gaara! He was trying to steal it!"

Kankurou laughs. "Yeah, yeah... Oi, I'll see you two later. I have things to attend to. Ja," he waves, exiting the kitchen.

The blonde smiles at Gaara. "You going to eat with me or not?"

Gaara took the chopsticks and sat down, taking a bite of the ramen slowly, making sure that it wasn't too hot. Assured the noodles weren't going to burn his mouth, Gaara took more of them, closing his eyes as he ate. The flavor of the ramen Naruto had made was slightly spicy, but not to the point where it made him want water. Savoring the taste, he could see why Naruto liked it so much.

Making a mental note to buy some later, he resumed eating, his head turned slightly towards Naruto's. After all, the ramen dish was between them, and he'd rather have a short distance between his mouth and the bowl.

Smirking to himself, Naruto aimed his chopsticks at what he thought would be the end of Gaara's line of noodles. He pinched the golden streams between the chopsticks and lowered his head, slurping hard and fast. The blonde leaned into the line of ramen, sucking up the taste of chicken, miso, spices and finally - Gaara's surprised lips. He stared into newly opened pale orbs, biting the noodles with his front teeth and swallowing before daring to slip his tongue inside and scoop more noodles from Gaara's mouth. "That was my bite of ramen," he grins, a few drops of broth trailing down his chin. Even first thing in the morning, all Naruto could think of were ways to smuggle liplock away from his kare.

Gaara smiled slowly. "Oh, was it? I hadn't noticed." Taking another bite of ramen, this time without taking his eyes off of Naruto, he slurped a thick line of noodles slowly, winking when he swallowed and bobbed his head at the same time. "This ramen is good," He said, glancing around the kitchen. "But, I do believe..." Laying his chopsticks on the table quickly and practically launching himself onto Naruto, kissing him and reaching downward, That you're better. In the middle of a kiss, Gaara's stomach growled, and he blushed as he pulled away. "I think my hunger is disagreeing, for once." Reluctantly returning his attention to the ramen, Gaara gave an apologetic half-grin to his kare.

Naruto couldn't help it. He laughed. "Don't worry, you have plenty time to eat breakfast prior to eating me, 'ttebayo," the kitsune winks at the redhead. "In fact..." he continues, his smile growing anew. "You could say you have all day. Temari thought it'd be best for the Kazekage to get one final day of rest after a big traumatic trip before diving into his duties." So that means we can do whatever you like... or I like... today.

The blonde doesn't wait for any feedback, merely dunks his chopsticks back into the bowl and shoves another mouthful in.

"She did, did she? Hmm. Have anything in mind?"

Gaara was rarely one to give over control when he had it, but he thought it might be a nice change of pace for the blonde to have control just for today. He let that sentiment go through to Naruto as he, too, slurped some of the noodles, noisily for once.

"Hmm, well, let's see... I was thinking mostly a moonlit walk on the beach with love making under the firework-lit sky, but obviously that's not going to happen," Naruto jokes. "Although... karaoke would be fun, too." He knows this isn't what the redhead would have expected, but he knew the time for what he wanted would come later. In the meantime, all the kitsune wished for were small moments with his lover, the kinds of silly things he's always wanted to experience but never had the chance to. Like singing horribly/wonderfully in a duet while holding your lover's hand. Moments like that.

To shut himself up, Naruto finished off most of the remainder of the ramen between them.

Gaara raised a non-existent eyebrow. "Well, if you had really wanted, that would be possible. I'll even try to make that part of the honeymoon, if you want one. But what's karaoke?" The redhead looked, carelessly, at the blonde. "C'mon, explain it. Otherwise it'll never happen."

Naruto perks up. "Really? That'd be so awesome!" But then the second half of Gaara's words sunk in. "You're kidding, right? Gaara, karaoke is when you sing your favorite song into a microphone while the instrumentals- music without the words- for the song plays. Haven't you ever sung at... er, wait, never mind; you probably wouldn't have... Still, it'd be a lot of fun! I'll even go first so that you get the idea of what to do," he tells the other. The ramen between them was now empty save for a drop or two of broth and one uneaten piece of carrot. So, with breakfast being over with, Naruto stands and takes Gaara by the arm. "Come on, we're singing karaoke."

Gaara plucked the piece of carrot out of the bowl and put it between his lips, chewing thoughtfully as Naruto led him out of the kitchen. "Demo, do you even know where you're going?" Seeing the amusing sweatdrop on the other's face, he tilted his head to the side. "Let's ask Temari or Kankurou. They're bound to know. Not that I'm saying you don't." The redhead stopped in front of a plain looking door that had 'Puppet Master' carved into it in scratchy, uneven lettering. "I keep telling him to stop doing that, but he never learns," He muttered. Opening the door, to find Kankurou reading a guyxguy porno (blushing and hiding it as soon as Gaara and Naruto were visible). Gaara repeated a single word - 'Karaoke'.

Kankurou immediately replied, "Next to the Ice Pools," and was in front of the door, shooing them away.

Gaara shrugged, and led Naruto outside. At sighting the Ice Pools (which turned out to be both hot springs and cool tubs, both segregated by gender) Gaara turned slowly to the left. A building stood next to it, saying 'Your Tunes' in big bold neon letters. Obviously the place in Suna that had the most money spent on it, and the most used, Gaara glanced at Naruto. There was certainly a crowd there, and Gaara bit his lip slightly before nodding, and heading towards it. "Let's sing, then, ne?"

Naruto could sense the small wave of nervousness emitting from Gaara; he didn't need Kyuubi's connection to tell that. Gaara's lip-biting body language was enough, and of 'course the look in the depths of his eyes helped. Yet the blonde put on a grin and shuffled inside, his elbow linked with Gaara's. Music was playing over the speakers in a melodic thrum, causing the walls to appear to be breathing.

Passed the partying off-duty ninjas and up near where the DJ stood cranking out the tunes before the next round of singers, there was a table with clipboards for signing and binders with lists of singable songs by title. Sudden excitement played through Naruto's system like the music over his head, and he flashed countless smiles at the redhead. A woman at the table organizing the lists and checking them over spotted the two. "Oh! Kazekage-sama! How unexpected..."

"We'd like to sing a couple songs for ya," Naruto says with a sly mark in his tone.

"Of 'course!" the woman nods, jumping into action. "Anything for the Kazekage-sama!" She stood from her seat and came around the table to them, picking up a clipboard, a calligraphy pen, and a binder or two. "What did you have in mind?"

"We'll just browse and write out our entries when we're finished, thank you," the kitsune says politely, taking the objects from her arms. He leads his kare over to a set of stairs near another end of the room, leading up to who knows what. He sat down and opened the first binder. "So they go by title, hmm?" he thinks aloud. What song were you thinking you might sing, Gaara?

Gaara scanned the list and checked off two songs discreetly without letting Naruto see or know what they were, and making it seem he'd only checked one; He then smiled. "How about Everything I Do by Celine Dion and Bryan Adams? I think it's a good duet. Only one I know, really. Which one do you want to do by yourself?"

You can go first, then me, then both of us. We'll make it sound like it's both of us for the audience. That way they won't realize until we get the laws changed. Gaara glanced back at his song choice, hid it from view, and smiled at Naruto again.

"For myself I was thinking Break Me, Shake Me by Savage Garden. I have my reasons..." he hints, though did not give away through his thoughts as to what or why. Instead, Naruto takes the clipboard from Gaara and jots down what he had mentioned, a smile in place. "So it's settled then. Here, I'll go give this to that jumpy girl up front."

He sees Gaara nod and walks away, twirling the pen between his fingers. The blonde sets the binders and clipboard on the table, winking once at the girl before heading off in the direction from once he came. The DJ would probably read off the names of the next singers, and he wondered if she would place himself and Gaara in the spotlight that soon. Either way, he knew he was in for one hell of a ride.

The announcer appeared on stage as the previous Karaoke singer left.

"Well, that was Em Tsuj, singing Strawberry Wine by Deana Carter. Next up is a new addition to today's growing list. Up next is Uzumaki Naruto with Break Me, Shake Me, by Savage Garden, followed by our own Kazekage with What Is Love by Haddaway. Give it up, folks, for Naruto!!"

Gaara smiled and gave the blonde a nudge toward the stage, giving a small smile as the blonde tried to question him about his song choice. Shaking his head, he thought, I have my reasons.

Gaara was playing the same trick card Naruto had, and the blonde just rolled his eyes, took the mic, and talked up on stage. The lights around him were hot but not bright, the soft multi-colors of the glass bulbs dancing rainbow shadows across his face.

That strange, queasy feeling of anxious nerves before doing public speaking came to Naruto then, although it never happened when he was in public. Maybe that came from being a natural loudmouth. Singing was a different matter completely, though the blonde has done it on occasion in the past. All those times had been with friends at parties, and this was obviously nothing like those. He hadn't been so queasy a moment ago while choosing a song or trying to guess Gaara's reasoning in song choice. Yet here he was now, shaking in the least bit as he cleared his throat.

The crowd began to snap in time with the beat in the beginning, the flowing sound of low guitar cords filling the room.

First verse coming up between his lips, Naruto started to sing in his clear, string voice:

"I never thought I'd change my
Opinion again
But you moved me in a way that I've
Never known
You moved me in a way that I've
Never known…

"But straight away you just moved
Into position again
You abused me in a way that I've
Never known
You abused me in a way that I've
Never known…

"So break me shake me hate me
Take me over
When the madness stops then you
Will be alone
Just break me shake me hate me
Take me over
When the madness stops then you
Will be alone

"So you're the kind that deals with the
Games in the mind
Well you confuse me in a way that
I've never known
You confuse me in a way that I've
Never known…

"So break me shake me hate me
Take me over
When the madness stops then you
Will be alone
So won't you break me shake me hate me
Take me over
When the madness stops then you
Will be alone…

"She says, 'I can help you, but what
Do you say?
'Cause it's not free baby, you'll have
To pay…'
You just keep me contemplating, that
Your soul is slowly fading…"

He moves swiftly across the stage, a handful of people on his mind as he sang the ever-true lyrics.

God, don't you know that I live with a ton
Of regret?
'Cause I used to move you in a way
That you've never known
But then I accused you in a way that
You've never known
But you've hurt me in a way that I've
Never known…" and his voice cracks, thinking of who he was technically singing to at that point, as well as in the last few parts.

"Break me shake me hate me
Take me over
When the madness stops then you
Will be alone
So won't you break me shake me
Hate me take me over
When the madness stops then you
Will be alone…

"Listen, baby
You'll be, you'll be alone

"Break me shake me hate me take
Me make me
Fake me break me shake me hate
Me take me
Break me…" he finishes, panting after the dead end of the song.

He stares out at Gaara, wondering distantly what his kare thought of his performance. Hardly professional, he knew, but he liked how he had ended up sounding. Sure, his voice cracked that one time, and in one spot or another it probably sounded a bit feminine, but it can't be helped. Next up will be Gaara… And boy, was he eager to hear that.

Gaara felt an echo of Naruto's nervousness, then his delight at having done well. He smiled and clapped, just loudly enough for Naruto to hear. The announcer returned, smiling and waving Naruto off the stage. "Now, here comes Sabaku No Gaara, our very own Kazekage! I can't wait to hear his version of What Is Love, By Haddaway!!" It was obvious that the enthusiasm was forced, and that the announcer clearly didn't think Gaara could sing.

Gaara appeared on the stage, frowned slightly at the bright lights, and slowly eyed the audience as the music started blaring.

"What is love
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
Oh, baby don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more

"What is love?
Yeah

"Oh, I don't know why you're not there
I give you my love, but you don't care
So what is right, and what is wrong
Gimme a sign," Gaara began, his voice loud and clear, smooth and so even and melodic that some would die for it. Obviously he had sung a lot in those sleepless years. Going up to the edge of the stage, crouching down to allow some fangirls to grab his hand, he smiled.

"What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more

Whoa, whoa, whoa, oooh, oooh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oooh, oooh…"

It was clear that Gaara knew the lyrics well, because he didn't even glance at the screen with them on it. Stepping back from the edge, he waited patiently for the lyrics to start up again.

"Oh, I don't know, what can I do
What else can I say, it's up to you
I know we're one, just me and you
I can't go on.

What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more

Whoa, whoa, whoa, oooh, oooh
Whoa, whoa, whoa, oooh, oooh

What is love, oooh, oooh, oooh
What is love, oooh, oooh, oooh…"

Gaara had started to sway his hips a bit throughout the song, and now he was actually dancing. A mental wink was sent to Naruto, as he started to sing again. This is actually entertaining, he thought.

"What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more

Don't hurt me
Don't hurt me

I want no other, no other lover
This is your life, our time
When we are together, I need you forever
Is it love?

What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more (oooh, oooh)

What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more
What is love?
Oh baby, don't hurt me
Don't hurt me, no more (oooh, oooh)

"What is love?"

Gaara's voice resonated throughout the bar as the music faded out. Breathing only a little bit heavier than normal, he was amazed when everyone started cheering and applauding, some of them even going so far (well, the girls, that is) as to wave a recently-made sign saying 'Marry me!' and 'I want to bear your children!'.

The announcer came back onstage, grinning and clapping. "And now we have a duet - Both Naruto and our Kazekage are going to sing Everything I Do by Celine Dion and Bryan Adams - Together! Let's hear it for them!" Gaara looked offstage to where Naruto was as the announcer handed the blonde a microphone.

For a moment multiple emotions flashed through Naruto, one being jealousy, and not for Gaara's singing voice (which actually made him go slightly weak in the knees) but for the girls throwing themselves at his kare. He nearly wanted to smack them away like bothersome mosquitoes, or tear down their 'marry me' signs (He's marrying ME, bitches!) but he resisted, the other parts of his emotions shining through. Those emotions consisted of happiness both for and with Gaara, along with his amusement. Another smaller emotion was complete and utter turn-on from the redhead's dancing, almost like falling in love all over again.

He grinned as the DJ handed him a second microphone, and he stepped onto the stage to sing alongside Gaara. He mentally told Gaara that he'd sing the first verse, so when the opening music dimmed down for the lyrics, he swallowed hard, no longer nervous now that Gaara was there, and sang:

"Look into my eyes - you will see
What you mean to me
Search your heart - search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more
Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for
You know it's true
Everything I do - I do it for you."

He gave a wink to Gaara, one concealed by the low lighting and sideways turn from the crowd. You picked the perfect duet, actually. It's true, every word of it… he thinks softly, awaiting the Kazekage's portion of the song. As soon as he sang it, the next portion Naruto knew they'd be singing together in harmony, a moment he would try and savor when it came. And then perhaps in the verse after, they would switch off between lines, and maybe sing the final part together again… The blonde couldn't help but begin to inwardly glow, the light inside him seeping out through his smile.

Gaara started strutting the stage, as if preaching to the audience; his words filled the room.

"Look into your heart you will find
There's nothing there to hide
Take me as I am, take my life
I would give it all, I would sacrifice
Don't tell me it's not worth fighting for
I can't help it, there's nothing I want more
You know it's true
Everything I do, I do it for you."

Gaara winked, causing a girl to swoon in front of him, and shrugged as if to say, 'I can't help it that I'm hot.' His nonchalant facade was hiding an expanse of emotions; his own happy feelings, and that of Naruto. Gaara decided that he'd sing one more time before he left the stage for the night, and let the blonde know via their ever-useful link, even though this song wasn't over yet. It'll be a... surprise, Gaara thought, smiling. Trust me, kare; you'll enjoy it, that's for sure.

Naruto was inwardly swooning like all the others in the crowd, though he didn't show it. He knew Gaara would feel it, however…

He sent a quizzical look to the redhead, puzzled over what that 'surprise' could be. He shrugged it away, however, when the next verse came. Deciding to take Gaara's lead and be flashier with his performance, the blonde walked about in time with the music, jerking his hips a couple times with attitude. He wasn't trying to outdo Gaara, though his naturally competitive nature was begging him to do so.

He came around to Gaara's other side, singing with the other:

"There's no love - like your love
And no other - could give more love
There's nowhere - unless you're there
All the time - all the way…"

Gaara grinned and resisted the urge to do something romantic onstage. Dancing slightly suggestively now, Gaara kept in step with Naruto as the verse they would sing together came around.

"Look into your heart baby
Oh, you can't tell me it's not worth fighting for
I can't help it, there's nothing I want more
Yeah, I would fight for you, I'd lie for you
Walk the wire for you, Yeah I'd die for you
You know it's true
Everything I do, Ohhh, I do it for you."

As their combined voices were the only sound until the audience started cheering once more, Gaara couldn't afford to say anything aloud. Heh, good job... He mentally stuck out his tongue. But that's nowhere close to how good I'll be in my next act.

"Finally, we have one more song from our Kazekage! He'll be doing The Bad Touch, by The Bloodhound Gang!"

Gaara nodded his head in time to the beat, listening to the 'old man' part in the beginning.
"I'd appreciate your input."
The whispered words were said in a suggestive way, Gaara's smirk enough to turn anyone on as the next part of the song came around.

"Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought
Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about
So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts
Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up
You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds
I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hash browns
Come quicker than FedEx never reach an apex just like Coca-Cola stock you are inclined
To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time

"Do it now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Gettin' horny now

"Love the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket
Like the lost catacombs of Egypt only God knows where we stuck it
Hieroglyphics? Let me be Pacific I wanna be down in your South Seas
But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means Small Craft Advisory
So if I capsize on your thighs high tide, B-5 you sunk my battleship
Please turn me on I'm Mister Coffee with an automatic drip
So show me yours I'll show you mine Tool Time you'll Lovett just like Lyle
And then we'll do it doggy style so we can both watch X-Files

"Do it now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Gettin' horny now

"You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now
You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Gettin' horny now."

The words, fast-paced and suggestive (Though not nearly as much so as the redhead's dancing) faded into the silence of awe-struck admirers until the room erupted with more screaming and cheering. Flicking some hair out of his eyes by shaking his head, Gaara flipped the microphone to the announcer, and headed backstage to see what his kare thought of his performance.

To say he 'bolted from the stage as fast as lightning' would be an understatement. Naruto was literally there and gone, backstage and in front of Gaara faster than you could sprout a nosebleed (which, if you were in the audience and at all attracted to someone like Gaara, you would've done due to such a display).

While trying to hold back his own nose from bleeding or getting any sort of wood in his pants, Naruto began firing off mental questions at both himself and Gaara. Things like: 'what the hell came over you?' and 'you're just trying to make me hot, aren't you?' and 'how come it sounds less funny and so much more dirty coming out your mouth?' and 'what the fuck is with your dancing?! I didn't know you danced like that!'

Oh yes, the blonde was firing off all sorts of questions, all of which centered around the terribly perverted, unexpected show by the highly respected and normally reserved Kazekage. "That's it," Naruto said with a flashing grin, one that was filled with devious thoughts. "I'm taking you home and molesting you right. now."

Gaara smiled softly. "That sounds... nice." Gaara let his introverted, reserved mask draw around him once more as he was led into the streets and back into the mansion-like tower that was his home. Taking the lead and showing Naruto the way to his room (The place was like a maze to anyone who didn't live there), Gaara nibbled on the blonde's ear once in a while, licking his neck, to keep him in the mood to 'molest' him. Gaara pushed Naruto onto the bed and stood in front of him.

"Now, what kind of molesting did you have in mind, and who says you'll be able to?" A sexy smirk adorned the redhead's features as he stripped, teasing the blonde by moving painstakingly slowly.

"At this rate, I feel like I'm the one being molested," the blonde grins, trying not to fidget too badly as Gaara casually removed his clothing. Naruto unzipped his jacket and tossed off anything lying underneath. He shrugged off his pants in one fluid motion, sending them cascading down to the floor. "Know what would be the best? If we see who's the best dancer. Know how?" Gaara gives him a look that read, 'I'm betting you'll tell me even if I don't ask how'. The kitsune chuckles and raises a finger while winking. "Lap dance contest. First one to cave in and beg for sex loses."

To prove his point, he reached up and brought the redhead down onto the side of the bed, climbing onto his lap, his thighs framing the other teen's. He leans in, lips barely touching Gaara's collar bone, and he feels his breath come back and hit him in the face.

"Although, music would help. Have anything that's easy to grind to?" he grins wickedly, flashing extra-long canines at the Kazekage.

The Kazekage shook his head. "I didn't know what Karaoke was until you told me. Just because I listen to some songs on the radio doesn't mean I own any music at all." Gaara trailed two pale fingers slowly down Naruto's chest, past his abdomen, and stopping just before he touched a few yellow hairs. Allowing his hand to ghost across one hip and up against a tanned side, Gaara leant forward somewhat and licked Naruto's neck so lightly that it was as if the cool wetness simply appeared there. Breathing on the now-wet part of the blonde's neck, Gaara smirked.

"It takes a lot to make me break... You should know that by now," Gaara whispered into Naruto's ear, his breath hitting the latter's ear harshly, the sound of his voice very similar to the voice he had used at the very beginning of singing The Bad Touch, though that felt an eternity away at the moment.

"'Please turn me on, I'm mister coffee, with an automatic drip,'" He drawled slowly, his smirk growing wider.

Naruto shivered, a delicious tingle running down his spine. "Heh, yeah, but I'm pretty strong too, you know. The only time I beg is for ramen," he jokes. "And fine, you want to play dirty? I have some lyrics for you…" he adds with his I'm-such-a-sly-fox grin.

The kitsune rolls his hips, his nose trailing lines under the other's jaw while his hands play invisible piano keys on the small of Gaara's back.

"I've been denied all the best ultrasex
I've been denied all the best ultrasex

"I-I tried to consume just like a super faggot
I got subdued
How can y'all bring a muthafucka something so good he couldn't say no
You nailed me hard
I love 'em when they don't give a motherfucking shit
I could've been someone instead of landing flat upon my ass
Take me now, fuck me later
And sing it to the tune of faggot faggot faggot - oh! (and here he purposely moaned to sound seductive)
Take me now and fuck me later
And sing it with that…" he sang as he ran circles around Gaara, changing the lyrics of 'dig me now' to 'take me now', a not-so-subtle way of hinting about what was to come.

Gaara raised an eye, otherwise showing no reaction except to grin.

"Lyrics do nothing for me. But obviously they do something for you," he said.

"Sweat, baby, sweat baby, sex is a Texas drought,
Me and you do the kind of things only Prince would sing about." The way he sang the words carried the beat all by themselves, and he rested his arms, just a few inches before his wrists, on Naruto's shoulders, his hands hanging behind Naruto's neck. Letting some of his hair fall into his eyes, Gaara blinked slowly and forced himself to blush.

"So put your hands down my pants, and I'll bet you'll feel nuts," he said; though this time the words sounded oh-so-innocent, complimented by the pink hue dusting his otherwise alabaster cheeks.

Naruto chuckles, liking oh-so-much the way Gaara was acting. "If you insist," he remarks slyly, pushing back against Gaara with his shoulders, his mouth lingering hotly by a pale ear as he slipped his calloused hand between the redhead's legs. The blonde hummed a more of the song he had been singing before, all the while fiddling with the addicting-to-touch part of the lower-Gaara.

Hs hand slides up gradually, his fingertips tickling the sensitive space of the redhead's stomach, then coming up to trace circles around his nipples. His other hand was currently holding on (since otherwise he's fall right off the side of the bed) to Gaara's neck, his arm draped loosely around one shoulder.

With his breath still in the 'Kage's ear with his tongue flickering out between every other word, he mutters: "Do you know why I chose the song I did? Because I was thinking of how much I hated Sasuke, and how I wish you would've stolen my first kiss instead of him. And how much he hurt me, even if we were best friends. You're better for me than him, so much better, and I can't think of anyone else but you."

Gaara's eyes widened involuntarily, but he hid that by leaning into Naruto's touch and once more licking the blonde's neck.

"I chose What Is Love, because before you, I didn't know what it was. I was scared of being hurt - my misunderstanding of love, thinking it was being pampered, thinking it was having assassins sent after you - they hurt me. That's what I was living like before you came along and knocked some sense into me. I... Arigatou gozaimasu." Thank you... for saving me. Since Naruto had gotten him hard using his hands to actually touch him, it was fair that he do something else. Pushing Naruto down onto the bed, Gaara kissed and nipped his way down Naruto's tan skin, letting his breath puff lightly onto the other's length, but not actually touching it.

Naruto was touched by Gaara's words, having the sudden urge to embrace the redhead. That urge soon passed, however, when he was toppled over by said teen and barrages with a million soft and pinching sensations caused by Gaara's lips and teeth. "Guess it's not… a lap dance contest… no m-ORE!" he gasped at the end, his words dying on his tongue as a wave of heat and a churning feeling coursed through his lower half. "Kuso, Gaara, I may be losing…" he grins crookedly, staring down at the other. Playing a 'who can outlast who' sex game might have been a bad idea; he forgot how downright sexy Gaara could be, and how persuasive. And being skilled in cloaking emotions certainly put the game in he redhead's favor. Naruto refused to give up, however.

So, to even the match, he sat up and fluidly snaked his way to behind the Kazekage, his fingers playing a dull melody across chest, shoulder blades, and neck as he purposely bumped his stiffening member against the approximate place of Gaara's entrance, though he didn't stay there long. Soon he was back in front of the other, his eyes darkened with passion as he leaned in to plant a tender kiss on Gaara's lips.

Because, to Naruto, it wasn't all about the lust.

Gaara blinked in surprise at the attention showered at him, but quickly smirked and pushed the blonde down once more, sitting on the blonde's legs, framing the other's thighs with his own and hooking his feet around the blonde's calves. Grinding against his lover slowly and roughly, Gaara grinned and started nipping and kissing the tan body beneath him, his hands sliding down as well, before coming back up to Naruto's lips and claiming them with a soft, loving smile. Slipping his tongue inside the other's mouth, Gaara explored it thoroughly, almost to the point of playing 'tonsil hockey/tennis'. Pulling away briefly, he licked the blonde's jaw. "Damned straight you're losing."

"Says you," he pants, which was an obvious show that he was lying. He can't deny Gaara or the tension building behind that dry grind. A bit of sweat trickled down his sideburns, and Naruto wondered when he became so weak and so easy to gain control over.

Oh yeah. When Gaara stepped into his life. More specifically, when said Sand nin took his virginity the first time around. Chikushou. He felt suddenly really ashamed of himself, like he was a spineless sort of man. But that feeling soon melted away, hardly being there to begin with. Naruto realized that with Gaara, it was okay to be that way, since he didn't care. Daresay he liked it, since it gave him a sort of power that wasn't fueled from the death of others but instead the life of another. The squirming, heated, horny life of another, but whatever.

Wanting to do one last show of strength before giving in, the kitsune leans up and wraps his arms around the other, biting down softly on his collar bone and sucking gently at the hollow of his throat between his two collar bones, fingers intermingling with crimson locks. No thoughts or words came to mind. The sole thing that Naruto felt was burning love, craving, and sense of completeness.

"Guess I did lose, 'ttebayo," he murmurs, pulling Gaara down with him as he laid back down. With a lusty moan he whispers, "Take me now."

Gaara allowed himself to gasp as the blonde bit him and sucked at a sensitive spot between his collarbones. "Heh, you don't guess, you know."

Gaara smirked, and licked the blonde's jaw. "Oh? And why should I?" It was a subtle hint that Naruto would have to work for it, and also partially a joke.

When he won, he liked to really win. Enough said.

"That's no fair, Gaara…" the blonde complained, practically twitching. He made a growling noise; it came out sounding like something between frustration, anticipation, seduction, and impatience. The redhead had gotten him plenty excited up in his nether region, and to have no instant gratification pissed off Naruto just a bit.

And so, he got aggressive.

He turned the tables and pinned Gaara beneath him. "Fine, then you're going to suffer, too," the blonde purrs, curling his body into the other's, close enough to kiss and feel body heat but far away enough to give no sense of satisfaction.

Being sneaky, Naruto traces light, ticklish nail lines down milky skin, savoring the feel of it before bending down to kiss and lick his way around belly button and trail of thin public hairs, stopping just long enough to use the same breathing-on-length trick Gaara had done to him. Then, smirking, he lifted a thigh and started at inner knee before working his way down with light pecks of the lips, and a long, drowned-out lick up the crevice between thigh and crotch. If Gaara wasn't shaking from his hold on both thighs and skilled tongue, then he'd never win this battle.

"Don't make me flip you over and repeat the process," Naruto threatens in a deep growl, staring up at cloudy blue-green eyes.

Gaara raised his non-existent eyebrows when Naruto started to get aggressive, and then shuddered softly at the attention. Grinning, he grabbed Naruto's length, and stroked it a bit, rolling onto the blonde's stomach.

"Ne, didn't think you'd get that upset," And licked the other's jaw. "'Ttebayo, just for that, if you want to be prepared, you'll have to do it yourself," the redhead drawled, unnaturally thrilled by the blonde's growling, the arousing sound numbing his senses to only pay attention to what the blonde was doing.

Gaara forced the blonde to lay in a position that allowed him a better view of his lover. Grinning, he waited for Naruto to either refuse and miss out, refuse but still go ahead with it, or accept and start sucking on his own fingers and -

Feeling his member stiffen just the tiniest bit more, he put a hand to his throbbing length, stroking it languidly, smirking.

"Wha--? Prepare my…" Naruto starts, his stomach dropping slightly. How was he supposed to do that? It'd be kind of hard to reach, and he might get too tense from attempting to get a better angle. Plus, it felt so much better when Gaara did it… Suddenly he laughed. "And you stole my catch phrase."

He watched as Gaara shrugged, a smirk on his face. From being so fired up with neither one submitting, Naruto noticed that the redhead was trying to relieve himself somewhat, one hand around his member.

Naruto growls again, this time with pure confusion. How should he go about this, now? The blonde sets a dark smile on his lips, his teeth gleaming. "Fine. But next time around, your ass is being chained to a wall." His voice came out still sounding deep and vengeful, that fox-like growl hidden in the layers of his tone.

Then, with a slight frown, Naruto slowly lifted his fingers to his mouth, adding one after the other and coating them with saliva before reaching down, legs split apart and hips facing the ceiling, to try and prepare himself. It was a feat he's never done before, not once having a reason to do such a thing. It felt burning and his muscles clenched, refusing to relax as easily as he would like them to. He felt even a bit silly to be doing this in front of his lover, knowing that his face was probably contorted into all sorts of shapes.

Suddenly he wished he were female. That way he'd have a choice in entrances, and fingering himself would be a lot easier. And less painful.

He grunted, finally able to stick two of his three lubed fingers inside. Gaara seemed to be helping him by spreading his tanned thighs apart, and briefly he smiled. You better not disappoint me after this humiliation, he thinks, tears sprouting in the corners of his eyes as he opens the hole with his third finger, sinking as deep as he can to get used to it.

All the while he felt his erection getting more and more flustered, as if it were going to explode without the much-wanted sex. He ignore it the best that he could, glancing up as Gaara with tired eyes. "Happy now?" he scoffs, his whiskered cheeks flushed and his eyes dimmed with lust. Vaguely he felt his blonde hair cling to his forehead, but he was too intent on feeling all the nerve endings in his body screaming out for Gaara to care.

Pre-cum dribbling from his length, for the sight of his lover preparing himself was quite enjoyable, Gaara licked the tip of Naruto's member. "How could I not be, being around the person that has the sun shining out of their butt all the time?" He said so with hints of dry humor, obviously referring to Naruto's 'sunny' personality. Brushing the hair off of Naruto's forehead, he shifted slightly so that he was up against Naruto's entrance; with a slow, gentle push he buried himself to the hilt in his kare, finding that Naruto was just as tight around him as the first time he had taken the blonde. "Nggh..." A soft moan escaped him while Naruto's muscles clenched around him, and he started thrusting gently; gradually quickening, Gaara leaned down and pressed a needy kiss to his blonde boyfriend; his hand wrapped around the other's length, starting to pump him, keeping in rhythm with his thrusts. Humiliation, kare? I thought it rather erotic.

At first no thoughts or words registered in Naruto's mind or mouth, save for a growling moan filled with need and satisfaction. Having Kyuubi heal him constantly made him tight like the first time, as Gaara had put it vaguely in the back of his mind. He wanted to think a response to the redhead's 'erotic' comment, yet was unable to as his back arched off the bed, a sort of howl coming from the back of his throat as the young 'Kage jerked him off in time with the heated thrusts. "Rahhh…!"

Two sweet spots being surrounded and hit at once, Naruto felt his eyes close and one of his legs wrap around his lover's thigh, somehow the prolonged sex feeling better than any other time. His hands made fists into the sheets of Gaara's bed, which he noticed felt so much softer than the hospital cot, a lot more soothing than the hot springs water, and easier to lay on than the grass of Konoha's Hokage Head cliff top.

Finally some thoughts were formed, and while he panted and bit back a moan, he thought to Gaara: Erotic? Ha, maybe for you. Try preparing yourself sometime; it's kind of difficult, and in company it feels like I was caught by a relative in the bathroom when I was masturbating, and he would roll his eyes if everything wasn't feeling so… scrumptious.

Gaara jammed him extra hard for that remark, and Naruto growled slightly. He looks up at the other. "Okay… okay… I didn't mean that analogy…" he breathes out, a tired smirk on his pink face. "I've never… done it before… dattebayo." He explains. And it feels better when you do it, he adds.

But suddenly the whole thing didn't matter as he reclines back, his manhood exploding all over his lower stomach and Gaara's, an action he knew the other didn't mind. It seemed to cool him off some, dulling the extreme heat of the desert and his burning thighs.

You know what, kare? You look prettiest when you're below me. I get to top next time, the kitsune thinks mischievously.

The redhead smirked, kissing Naruto and giving a few more thrusts before he, too, came with a loud moan.

Yeah, sure you do. Just you try, he thought, panting slightly as he let himself go almost limp, his head resting on Naruto's chest, a hand almost in a fist before his closed eyes. Whatever sparked that analogy, anyway?

Kankurou opened the door to the room somewhat, accidentally catching a glimpse of the two, then forcing himself to look at the floor. "Uh, you guys might want to put soundproofing tags on the walls next time. Some of the guards heard and they were trying to get in here to 'save the Kazekage'." He pulled his head out of the room, closed the door, and muttered 'kuso' just loud enough for Gaara, and thereby Naruto, to hear. "Just like rabbits," he said, and apparently he said it to Temari, because a whack that sounded all too similar to a fan sounded outside.

Naruto didn't answer Gaara's question of the analogy firsthand. Instead he burst out laughing as soon as Kankurou disappeared, partly with embarrassment for being caught and partly from the hilarity of what he had to say (coupled with being hit by Temari for it). He laughed, too, because the blonde fan wilder had said soon after, "Hey, they're not like you or Neji, okay? They're actually in love. So let 'em do what they want and don't be critical about it!"

The kitsune continued to laugh for a moment, albeit the laughter became breathless and weary as he closed his eyes. Strong shinobi or not, making love is always tiring. So, with a final shrug to show he didn't know where the analogy came from, Naruto drifted off into sleep, his arms wrapped possessively around Gaara's waist.

Gaara felt the blonde fall asleep beneath him, and smiled at the way the other had wrapped his arms around the redhead's waist. Tenderly removing the blonde's arms, Gaara rose and cleaned them both up, as well as the bed. Finally finished, he curled up next to the blonde with a thin yet opaque blanket covering them with no real purpose other than simply having it there.

He had been amused at hearing that Kankurou and Neji were apparently similar in their physically whore-ish ways, but now that amusement had faded into a content, blissful feeling as he brushed some hair away from the other's eyes, observing his face, taking it all in even though he knew every inch already. Kissing Naruto, the redhead laid his head on the blonde's shoulder and allowed himself to drift off into sleep.

Naruto was a gift.

All Gaara could ever worry about now would be how easily that gift might be taken away...

Or how he might be taken away from Naruto.

xXxXx

When Naruto awoke, he wasn't surprised to find Gaara gone. It seemed the Kazekage was always up before him, on account of practice (since he used to not sleep at all) and business (this was NOT a day off, unlike yesterday). The blonde grinned faintly at the memory of said day, loving how it all had turned out. The karaoke had been extremely enjoyable…especially at the end, for obvious reasons.

The kitsune stretched and yawned, his muscles feeling the pleasant strain as he stuck his legs and arms out. Albeit his ass was a bit sore, he knew it'd be healed by Kyuubi by the end of the day. It was more cramped than anything else, which is an easy fix for the demon.

Stumbling from Gaara's bedroom into the hallway, Naruto used the lavatory before yawning again and coming out into the kitchen. He rubbed one eye and glanced around, wondering where the hell Temari and Kankurou were. He shrugged and made himself a quick bowl of cereal (they're out of instant ramen, he grunts inwardly). He showers and dresses, wondering what to do. Other than stick around to protect Gaara because of his mission, that is.

Gaara was currently in his office, about to head into a meeting with a nearby village about water supplies and other trading necessities. For the most part, he had lifted Suna out of poverty, and helped the village become nearly self-sufficient. Now they needed only a few supplies from other hidden villages, and the jobs in the village had higher wages, which in turn made the general economy go up. Hence the reason Suna even had the recently constructed karaoke club/bar.

As Naruto's thoughts provoked thoughts of his own, causing him to swallow hard and force down a blush, Gaara scowled. Naru-kun, please try not to think about anything... sexual... for a while. I'm about to head into a meeting, and it wouldn't be very fitting for the Kazekage to be unable to focus and/or stop blushing. Plus, I can easily torture you later by exciting you and leaving you high and dry for the rest of the day. The threat was obviously seen through as something like a 'boogeyman', a harmless nothing used to frighten a child into acquiesance, though there was a grain of willingness to excite him and just forget about not following through with it present in his thoughts.

Naruto stopped walking for a minute (he had been wandering down some of the 'Kage Tower's halls) to giggle to himself at Gaara's thoughts directed at him. Heh. Gomen, kare. I won't do it again, he promises. Then Naruto adds in a flirtatious tone: Ah, no torture please! I'll be a good boy, I promise! He clearly saw the 'boogeyman' aspect, though he didn't think a word about how untruthful Gaara's threats were.

Oi, Gaara, when will all those boring meetings be over, anyway? I don't like being alone, much less without you, the blonde says in an honest tone of voice, though he could easily turn it into a joke and send the mental image of batting eyelashes and puppy-dog pout. He didn't however. He frowns slightly. Hmm. Actually, I should probably be in those meetings with you or outside the door or something, 'ttebayo. 'Cause it's my duty to make sure you're safe… he thinks to the other, playfully hinting. The thought never occurred to him that they could spend too much time together and raise suspicions of the people who didn't know, or even irk Gaara with his constant presence. If he did ever realize something relating to this, he would most likely shrug it away. That was merely the type of person Naruto is.

Almost as if picking up on what Naruto overlooked, Gaara sighed. Naruto, if we're around each other too much people could think things. Not to say they wouldn't be true, but we aren't ready for Suna to start growing rumors about the Kazekage. Besides, there are plenty of guards outside the door, and I can handle myself, with this at least. I promise the meetings will be over in around an hour, alright? If you like, tell Temari that I said to take you to buy some instant ramen and/or some other treats. If she objects, tell her I said 'or else'. Leave the rest of the threat to her imagination. She'll come up with her own least pleasant threat, and take you. The thought was accompanied with a small quirk of his lips as he rose from his desk, donned his Kazekage robes, and left the office to enter the meeting room not too far away. "Hello, and I hope you've enjoyed your stay in Suna so far," Gaara began, sweeping his gaze around at the missionaries from nearby villages. Gaara began explaining Suna's water situation after everyone (including himself) had found their seats around the circular table, his clear voice strong and unwavering under the unyielding, distrustful stares of the older missionaries and village leaders.

Alright, fine… you have a point. So okay, I'll just go to the market with Temari. It sounds like a good enough idea to me. Now to actually find her… The blonde sweatdrops at this, not sure where said fan wielder could be. He decided to just roam around and ask anyone who passed by, hoping that one of them might have seen where she went. In the end, when he finally located her, it took a lot of begging to make her come with him.

"Please, please, pretty please, with extra sugar and hyperness on top?!" Naruto pleaded, putting his hands together and batting his eye lashes stupidly.

"No."

"But I can't find my way around Suna or any of the marketplace shops on my own! And what if someone scams me? Gaara would hate it if you let me be scammed!" he adds in a lower tone. "Besides, Gaara said you have to come with me or else," he smirked, loving the expression that crossed her face.

Nervously she adjusts one of the four ponytails on her head as she thinks of the possibilities. She shudders, sighs, then says weakly: "Er… fine. I'll escort you around Suna and help you buy what you want. Happy now?"

"Yatta! Yes!" the orange-and-black clad ninja cheers, grabbing hold of the older girl's arm. "Now let's go!"

Temari rolls her teal eyes at Naruto, wondering for a moment why the hell her brother chose such a ditz for his most precious of people. "You better let me lead the way; weren't you just saying how you didn't know your way around?"

"Oh. Right. Heh heh…"

She shakes her head. "Baka."

The eldest Sand Sib took to the streets, winding her way around this alleyway and that, until they came across the main marketplace. There were booths covered in miscellaneous items, topped with canopies to blocks the sun's rays and create some shade, and there were people shouting and grinning everywhere.

"What did you want to buy again?" Temari asks.

"You guys are out of instant ramen. And it doesn't hurt to window shop…" he grins foxily, glad his frog money pouch was stuffed for once. Of 'course, there were no windows, but the expression still held the same value. Dragging Temari along behind him, he waded through the crowed and paused every now and then to look at something, occasionally asking her opinion. Like: "Do you think Gaara would like this?" or: "Does this go with my eyes?" or simply saying, "Hey! Let's get a few of these!"

As a whole, Naruto doesn't like to shop. When Sakura wants to take him, he grumbles the entire time and looks bored. But this time around it was in his favor, and he was feeling bubbly. Yes, 'bubbly' would definitely be how to describe it.

Unfortunately (for himself and Gaara, since they shared thoughts), Temari happened to lead him passed a lingerie booth that was having a sale on the men's portion. A few things – some laced and looking much gayer than Naruto thought possible – caught his eye, one being a black-and-maroon g-string that oddly matched the sort of colors Gaara wore. A bright red blush covers Naruto's face and a nosebleed dares to spill as he pictures said redhead in said clothing item. He turns away quickly and pulls Temari along, pinching his nose and willing the thoughts away with instant ramen in mind, which was the original task.

"What's that all about?" Temari tries to ask, a smirk on her face and a suspicious eyebrow raised.

"N-nothing, just nothing…" he mutters quickly. Suddenly, Naruto is pointing. "Look! Ramen at 12:00!"

Luckily for Gaara, by the time Naruto had glimpsed the male lingerie, most of the others had left the room and the meeting was over. Turning his head from the other occupants, who were filing out, he pinched the bridge of his nose and he had to swallow several times to force down the blush and impending erection. Kami, Naruto! His thoughts clearly sent the blonde his 'I'm very annoyed with you' message. Finally alone in the room except for a single guard that softly told him that it was time to go before backing off to stand against a wall, Gaara sighed. The meeting had been slightly stressful; it could have gone more smoothly, but aside from a few rough spots, the trades were up and running. Suddenly the air felt humid, thick and oppressing, and he started to turn around as the 'guard' pulled out a summoning scroll and pressed it against the redhead's skin. Eyes wide as a pale hand reached up to try and pull it off, the guard left via a nearby window. Suddenly, the scroll activated and pain began.

Screaming in agony as the so-called guard's plan went into action, surrounded by whirling sand that began to build up around him, Gaara fell off his chair as guards outside reacted, unable to do anything but watch as their Kazekage's legs curled inward into the fetal position, his arms coming in towards himself as well, the pain ripping through him more than he could handle. Perspiration started pouring off him, his mind trying to block out everything so that Naruto wouldn't be as hurt as he was, praying that the blonde could make it to him. His mind told him that no one, not even his kare, could get past the sand, but he didn't care.

Just when it was starting to ease, the pain slowing, he head an ominous thought in his head, one which caused even more agony.

'Hello, child. Remember me?'

Shukaku, the dreaded Tanuki that had haunted Gaara for thirteen years, had returned.
And he was more powerful than ever.

Not even caring that Temari was near him or that he had dropped his shopping bags, Naruto screamed Gaara's name and went sprinting off towards the Kazekage Tower, which was easily visible once he had propelled himself onto a rooftop. In Gaara's mind's eye, Naruto had seen that guard who forced the summoning scroll upon him, and it was no guard at all, but the ominous bastard that had been plaguing Gaara since he first stepped foot into Konoha all those months or weeks or whatever it was ago. Naruto's brain couldn't even think of the proper time slot, it was so jumbled with ghostly agony and fear. His stomach lurched and he bit back vomiting as he heard Shukaku's voice in Gaara's head.

'Well that's not good, kit; looks like my old pal the one-tailed desert rat is back,' Kyuubi muttered irritably.

Fuck! Was Naruto's only reply as he bared his teeth and charged forward, jumping in through a window of the council meeting room where Gaara currently resided in a shaky fetal position. Sand whirled around at higher speeds than it had at the hospital, and at a much greater amount. It was like a miniature desert within the walls, and people were screaming and fleeing the scene. As the Tower slowly emptied, Naruto grit his teeth and attempted to break his way through Gaara's sand to reach him. How had Sasuke gotten through that globe of sand during the Chunnin exams? He had used Chidori, right? Naruto didn't have Chidori, but he had something better: the Rasengan.

Thinking quickly and summoning a shadow clone, a second Naruto spun a ball of sharp air into the real Naruto's awaiting hand. With one explosion-like burst, the blonde carved a temporary hole that lead to his red-haired love. He leapt through it before the sand closed in on him again.

He grabbed a hold of Gaara's shoulders and pulled him close. "I'm here now…" he muttered over the roar of sand and cries of pain. Due to their connection, Naruto shook with similar pain, but it was nothing he couldn't handle; after all, he's gone into a four-tailed demon fox rage before, something that shred his skin from his body and mixed blood with chakra; if he could handle that, he could handle anything.

The sole thing he could not handle, however, was the potential disasters that could occur from having a demon put back into a post-Jinchuuriki, and why.

Regardless of Naruto's presence, Gaara couldn't stop screaming out, continuing to do so until his throat was too hoarse to create a noise; even then the redhead screamed silently, finally stopping when he passed out in the blonde's arms.

His face did not relax into a peaceful expression, like most people would have theirs do; it was clear that his nightmares were plaguing him as well. Shukaku tapped into the connection between the Kyuubi, Naruto, and Gaara, but spoke only to the fox.

'Hello. Kyuubi, would you be able to tell me why I'm being put back in this kid?' His thoughts were clearly weak, for the moment, as the process of being re-sealed into Gaara was just a bit taxing. The redhead whimpered softly, beginning to thrash shortly after the Tanuki had spoken to the demon fox. Since he was unconscious, the sand had started to slow, and now it finally fell to the ground. The tag on the back of his neck, however, was stuck to his neck, clearly merging with the skin around it, but it was observed to be temporary.

'I'm not sure I can say, Shukaku. Looks like to me someone has it out for my kit's mate. I'd say, if anything, you won't be in there long. Something tells me things are about to head even farther south than they already are,' the fox speaks grimly.

What? Naruto tries to ask as unwanted tears well up in his eyes and stream down his whiskered cheeks as he held onto the unconscious redhead.

In his head behind the bars of the seal, Kyuubi shrugs. 'Not sure how to explain it, Naruto; but we demons have a sort of intuition – well, some of us, anyway – and mine tells me you're in for a shitload of trouble. Great, just what me and Shukaku need: more human issues.' He rolls his red orbs, grunting to himself about something else at the end.

But Naruto was slowly blocking out the voices he heard in his mind and concentrated on the sounds and scents around him. The teme who did this was still in the vicinity, although a ways off, watching. Waiting to strike again, most likely. Naruto scowled and tightened his grip a bit on Gaara. He did not like the look of things…

Temari, paired with Kankurou and strangely Baki, came bursting into the room, which was littered with sand. "What happened?!" they all demanded at nearly the same time.

"Shukaku's back," was all the blonde could say.

Gaara trembled and turned toward Naruto the tiniest bit. 'Kuso, I do hate human troubles. However, it is nice to see Gaara again. You said someone has something against my Gaara? We'll soon teach them a lesson, right, Gaara?' It seemed that the Tanuki was... crooning?... to the redhead softly, and a mother-hen attitude appeared in the Tanuki. 'The one doing all this, he wouldn't happen to be a fellow with green hair, would he?' Already knowing what the answer would be, Shukaku made Gaara's body sit up and stand, and when the redhead's eyes opened, they were black with sandy-gold diamonds in them.

"Where's the green-haired sonuvabitch?" Shukaku growled, cracking his - Gaara's - neck eerily. Turning toward the window, sniffing the air, he jumped towards it and landed on the sill. Perched there with an unnatural balance, sand flowed towards him and started manifesting Shukaku's right arm and ear, as well as the right side of his face. "Ja, Kyuubi, Kyuubi's brat. When I'm done with him, that bastard's gonna wish he'd never come near my Gaara," the Tanuki snarled. Jumping down, creating a considerably loud boom upon impact, he glared at everything and everyone that screamed and backed away as the rest of the demon raccoon's body formed around that of the redhead. Finally seeing the green-haired man standing a few hundred feet away, armed with kunai and explosive tags and several dangerous-looking blades, Shukaku closed the distance between them with a massive leap.

"You're the one whose parents prayed to me," the demon said softly. Bowing it's massive head, Shukaku sighed. "I apologize that that happened, but it was necessary. Gaara had no part of it, so it really should have been me that you chose to torture. Since Gaara is innocent, truly innocent, you cannot be forgiven. I will slay you for harming my youngling, fool!"

Naruto stood numbly, Kyuubi coaxing him to follow Shukaku out. The blonde was in a bit of a haze at the moment, and it took Kyuubi's sleek voice to snap him out of it. 'We can't let this get too out of hand, kit,' the fox warned. 'Plus, I think you'll want to be there when Gaara comes back around after Shukaku's done borrowing his body.'

Right. Naruto nods, yanking out a shuriken blade.

Temari and Kankurou blinked once or twice, wincing slightly after seeing their younger bother's body once again possessed. Baki ordered them to follow Naruto as he leapt through the window, heading for the battle that was about to rage.

Kyuubi, I may need some of your chakra later, the blonde informs his demon.

'Don't worry; for their sake (in Naruto's mind he nods in Shukaku's/Gaara's direction), I'll be glad to. And this time, I won't even bug you about removing the seal.'

Arigato, Naruto thinks idly as he jumps roof to roof, landing as back-up a few meters away. This was mostly Shukaku's fight, he knew, but he wanted to be ready for when his time came to interfere. He would right away if it weren't for the slight glare the Ichibi demon gave him. 'This one's mine', it read. Naruto nodded, and through the connection, told Shukaku: Yeah, but that body you're using is mine, and I'm going to be here in case Gaara gets hurt. That green-haired teme means business. No matter what you say, I don't think he's willing to forgive Gaara.

A terrible shudder of dread quaked down Naruto's spine, and he grit his teeth, lowering himself into a crouch as the two Sand Siblings and Baki came up behind him. He was loaded like a spring and ready to launch into a pounce at any tiny he needed. If worse came to worse, at least Naruto could be fast to react.

Shukaku swept a giant, clawed hand at the green-haired man; sneering, he bent back like a limbo dancer to dodge it easily.

"My name, beast, is not fool. It is Terran."

With a cruel laugh, Shukaku smirked. "So close to the word Terror. And that is all you'll be able to feel when you realize fighting me is useless."

Again lashing out with an arm, this time Shukaku found that 'Terran' wasn't fast enough, and scraped skin off of the other's stomach with sharp, merciless claws. Following it up with a lunge that smacked Terran's weapons out of his hands, Shukaku smiled. "Look at that, you're getting beaten by a raccoon." A spin, causing his spiked tail to slash at Terran's side viciously, and a kick that landed solidly on the villain's chest, and the green-haired boy called Terran mentally agreed to every word just spoken by the demon.

An arm suddenly shooting out, claws closing tightly around Terran's midsection, Shukaku licked the boy's face roughly. "Hmm. A bit bland, but still edible." Throwing the boy up in the air at least thirty feet, Shukaku caught Terran in his mouth horizontally. His teeth virtually splitting the boy in half, Shukaku shook his head wildly until one half flew away into a nearby building's wall, then spit the other into the dirt. "Bleargh, that didn't taste so good after all." Lumbering over to Naruto, the Tanuki stared the blonde in the eye before allowing one last smile. "Thank you for protecting Gaara as you have so far." The sand comprising the demon's body slowly disintegrated, leaving Gaara hanging a few feet in the air for a split second before falling practically into Naruto's lap, panda-like eyes fluttering open even as he landed. Naruto?

After such a horrifying display, so different than when Gaara has been possessed during the Chunnin exams, Naruto blinked multiple times, attempting to pull himself out of the daze he was in. He heard his name being mentally called by Gaara, and slowly he looked down at the redhead in his lap. A weak smile covered tan lips as he set the shuriken he had out down and adjusted his position to make the tired Kazekage more comfortable. "Hey. Are you feeling alright, kare?" he whispered, just loud enough for Gaara to hear.

Temari, Kankurou, and Baki on the other hand were shock-still and wide-eyed, practically scared shitless by the demon that had torn their enemy literally limb from limb. They were not so quick to recover, and Temari fell to her knees. "I can't… believe… what just… and how…" she murmured, her sentences fading into one another, no whole thought followed through on.

Kankurou used one of his puppets as a crutch, leaning back against it as he stared fearfully at his younger brother whom had been seconds ago a flesh-tearing demon. It was hard to imagine.

Inside of Naruto, Kyuubi began to laugh. His throaty chuckle shook the cage around him and he told Shukaku through the connection: 'Heh, nice going, Ichibi. That'll teach that bastard who's boss. He ain't coming back to haunt us now!'

And he had a point. This entire time Terran had been out to kill Gaara and make him suffer. But now… now it was his turn to suffer and die. Good riddance, Naruto thinks sourly.

Shukaku smiled at Kyuubi, as Gaara nodded. "Unbelievably tired, and in the mood to kill Shukaku for taking over so soon, and without permission." Scowling slightly as Shukaku said something quite inappropriate, he rolled his eyes. Turning to look at Temari, Kankurou, and Baki, he grinned softly. "I'm guessing you're just a bit thrown off. Grow up and stop acting like you've never seen someone get killed in a horrible way," He stated. He'd done just as bad before. Sitting up slowly, and then standing, Gaara just managed to cover his mouth as he yawned, a soft, high-pitched sound that seemed like it would suit a toddler rather than a Kazekage, yet fit in an odd way. Realizing he was still in his Kazekage robes, which were now more than just slightly dirty, he frowned and turned to Temari. "We'd better get this cleaned up," he said, and not just about the robes.

"Er… right," Temari nods, shaking her head fiercely with closed eyes. She stands and slips her fan into the strap on her back and began snapping everyone from their trance. Gaara was right; they were ninjas and have seen far worse in the past. Most of the shock, it seemed, came from seeing Gaara with his demon again. They thought he'd be rid of the thing forever, and that he'd be normal (or at least what's considered 'normal' for Gaara and the entire ninja-centric world). Apparently, this was only an illusion, and Gaara was once more the vessel for the Tanuki. Beside her, Kankurou sighed. He was thinking the same thing.

Naruto, on the other hand, seemed not to mind or care so long as Gaara was alright. His clothes were dirty and he looked slightly shaken up in the depths of his eyes, but other than that he was back to himself again. It's a miracle. "Oi, after we clean up, I got to go back and get those bags I dropped… if no one stole them, that is." Because I bought you something, Gaara Naruto grins, both inwardly and outwardly. Then he's frowning. Although, after something like that, I don't think it's appropriate for the situation. And no, I didn't buy the g-string if that's what you're thinking the back of your head right now! He snaps, making sure that wasn't what Gaara thought when Naruto mentioned that he bought something fro him. It honestly wasn't anything sexual, since Naruto wasn't that perverted… or at least not all the time.

"Here come the reinforcements," Baki grunts with a single roll of the eye, since the other was hidden by that odd curtain. At his words a group of jounnin come hopping by, glancing around for the green-haired threat to the Kazekage. "Show's over, folks; the Kazekage can take care of himself. Go back."

They all seemed to leave in a huff, a bit disappointed they didn't get to fight or have the glory of saving their leader.

Gaara raised an invisible eyebrow, and stumbled when he started walking back towards the Tower. However, instead of being proud, he stopped and latched onto Naruto, allowing the blonde to help him. Clearly over-exhausted, the redhead smiled wanly at Naruto's comments. Never said I thought it would be. Ne, what kind of surprise? It better not be anything that requires a lot of work, especially not paperwork. With another small yawn, Gaara kept in step with Naruto until they reached the space where the blonde had dropped his bags, and they were still there, miraculously. A dark-haired girl that Gaara recognized as Matsuri waved. "Hi Gaara-kun! I heard that blonde guy call your name and saw him drop his bags, so I watched over them for you!"

With a broad smile, she ran over and bowed to Gaara. "It's nice to see you again," She said in a softer tone. "I was wondering if you could take the time to train me sometime? That is, if you're not too busy, being Kazekage and all…"

Gaara nodded slightly. "I'll see if I can make time for you in the next few weeks," He replied. She smiled in a way that said she wouldn't be upset if he didn't manage, bowed again, and left with a 'Bye then, Gaara-kun', subtly watching Naruto as she left.

You'll see what kind soon… He winks, but suddenly is cut off by a bouncing Matsuri. He appreciated the fact that she had saved his bags (especially since Gaara's little gift was inside), but slowly grew annoyed, his eye twitching. Naruto kept it from his face as best he could, but he didn't like how overly friendly Matsuri was being. Briefly he remembered how she and some other girl had pushed him aside and away from Gaara after said redhead had 'woken up' after the whole Deidara thing. He knew Gaara could feel his twinge of jealousy, and so to hide it he shoves his tanned fingers into one of the bags and yanks out an object. "Ah, here it is!" From the deep bag Naruto pulled out an oddly-shaped roll of paper, which he stripped part of the way before blushing. "Er… don't think this is too weird, okay? I just saw the booth with a tag that read off what all of them mean, and thought I might… you know… and Temari helped, so…" The blonde finished revealing the paper-wrapped package to show a bouquet of desert roses, all different colors but all thornless.

There were five shades of red for romance, courage, respect, beauty, and passion; a white one hinting about their eventual marriage; a pink one for admiration and to say 'please believe me when I say I love you'; two yellow ones for their friendship and a promise for a new beginning; a coral one for desire; and a hidden black one to signify that Naruto would die for Gaara. All of these were long-stemmed to show how long they would last, and each was heartfelt even if they were embarrassing for everyone else to see him give.

Temari beamed, wondering when Naruto was going to give those to Gaara. She just hoped the roses would last long enough. Then again, most of the Kazekage building was air-conditioned, so the roses shouldn't die from heat too soon.

Patiently, Naruto waited for Gaara's reaction to the bouquet, though at the moment there was only surprise at the gesture.

Gaara took the roses wordlessly, passed them to Temari so she could put them in some water, and made his way to his room, taking hold of Naruto's hand to drag him along. When they were alone, the redhead enveloped his lover in a sudden, gentle hug. "Thank you," He murmured, and he didn't let go for quite a few moments. When he did, however, he simply activated some soundproofing tags on the door and walls. The next thing he did?

Plunging his hand down into Naruto's pants, his lips crashing into Naruto's, he felt his eyes start to well up with a few unshed tears. Such a gesture was so touching for Gaara; such a heartfelt message was strange, for he had never imagined that something so simple, like a few flowers, could mean so much. Gaara really only knew one way to return the gesture, and so he kicked off his pants and pulled off his shirt, nibbling and kissing his way from Naruto's neck to his lips. Starting another passionate kiss, Gaara blinked away the urge to cry those few tears of joy and instead remembered how Naruto had wanted to top the next time they had sex.

Well, what he wanted, he would get, ne?

The starting embrace was warm and comforting, and Naruto gladly returned it with a charming, soft smile and closed eyes. He was surprised for a moment when Gaara did what he had next, being to soundproof the room. Was he about to…?

Before the blonde could even finish the thought it happened, an electrifying reach down the pants and a crushing kiss that Naruto couldn't interpret the meaning of. It was strange, because Naruto swore he felt a tearing-like emotion come over Gaara through their connection, though he didn't dwell on it too long or ask. Instead, he sat back and relaxed some, now that Gaara was stripping himself and kissing at him. The real threat was gone now like a bad dream, and all there was left is the redheaded re-Jinchuuriki in front of him.

Taking the initiative, Naruto attempted to peel off his own clothing while Gaara – almost hungrily – enveloped his tanned lips in a kiss. Gaara, are you sure…? he tried to ask. I mean, a lot happened today…

Apparently, Gaara wasn't caring. So, Naruto didn't either. It was a quick decision he made, seeing as how one of his favorite things about Gaara was how he tasted. Deepening their kiss as much as he could, Naruto somewhat distracted his kare as he rolled them over gently, placing one hand on the sheets to balance him and the other sliding down the redhead's bare sides. For some reason, the kitsune felt compelled to say once more: "Aishiteru."

Gaara shivered slightly as Naruto touched him. "I know you do, and I love you too; And yes, I'm sure." He said, and smiled slightly. "Remember how you said you wanted to be seme?" He winked and put his hand against Naruto's chest, trailing it down the tanned skin. "Take control, then. Tell me what to do and I'll do it, just like any regular uke," He continued. "Sound fun?" Letting his hand drop away from the other just before it reached the trail of yellow hairs before the desired yet 'forbidden' fruit that he knew would soon be thrusting in and out and –

Blushing slightly as he pulled himself out of his imagination, Gaara gave the other a kiss on the nose, smiling. Letting himself relax, he looked into Naruto's eyes, feeling a deep connection yet again. It seemed that even now, every time he looked in Naruto's eyes he felt a spark of electricity flow through him, and he enjoyed it immensely.

"What do you want me to do first?" He asked innocently.

Naruto smiled down at Gaara, leaning in to press his lips against the hollow of a pale throat while he ran ideas through his head, ones Gaara was probably watching as well. One of those random thoughts involved somewhat kinky things, like drizzling something sweet over the already deliciously milky skin and licking it away or attempting a 69 move since Naruto liked it so much when Gaara took him in his mouth that very first time all those weeks ago. But at the moment, in that very second, he just loved how the sand wielder looked beneath him, magenta coating his face and tiny beads of salty sweat beginning to form from the desert heat which was leaking in from outside. To Naruto, Gaara's crimson locks spilled out onto the pillow and perfect angle of being above him to see the dips and bumps of his ai-labeled forehead was a beautiful sight to see. Gently he brushes the stray hairs from around the other boy's forehead.

"Well, to start off with, you can tell me if you like either of those ideas that popped into my head…" Naruto grins mischievously. "Or maybe we could just do both. I just hope Temari doesn't get suspicious when she sees the missing sweet stuff from the kitchen."

The redhead gasped as Naruto kissed his throat, and tilted his head up ever so slightly to allow more access to his neck, a place that felt uncomfortably vulnerable yet so delicious when touched.

"Both," Gaara decided, allowing his sand to open the door slightly, close it, retrieve chocolate mousse from the kitchen, open the door again, close said door, and lay it on his chest.

Smiling, the redhead opened the bottle and squirted some on Naruto's cheek, licking it off innocently.

"Oi, that's my job, dattebayo..." Naruto tells Gaara with a playful growl. He takes the bottle into his hands and dumps a bit off the cool chocolate mixture onto Gaara's chest, scooting his position over the other down so that his thighs rested on either side of the redhead's knees. He leans up, licking a trail from between Gaara's pecks to the hollow at the base of his throat between his collar bones, sucking up the chocolate and soft spot in the Kazekage's skin. The kitsune then turns his head to twirl a pink tongue around a lightly pink nipple, sucking his way around said area to lap up all the chocolate that currently sat there. "Mmm," Naruto hummed, his lips sticking slightly to Gaara's skin as he lifts them slowly and moving over to the remainder of the 'Kage's chest.

Gaara allowed a guttural moan to escape him as Naruto licked the chocolate off him. The abrupt change from hot to cool to warm excited him, and the way Naruto touched the sensitive skin at his throat and collarbone made him nearly arch off the bed, suddenly painfully aroused. A thought flitted across his mind; what if he decided to get me riled up and make me wait to the point of caving in and begging without letting anything touch me down there? He thought, before he could suppress the thought. Realizing the mischievous blonde could very well do that.

His ears still straining to catch another growl, as when the blonde uttered them it excited the redhead in a feral, primitive way, Gaara snarled playfully, trying to encourage the blonde to do it again.

Shukaku, unknown to either of the two boys, was currently trying not to have a massive nosebleed. 'Hey, Kyuubi?' Reaching across the mental link so that he was present in Naruto's mind, he softly banged his head against a wall. 'Do they do this often? Because if so, I'm going to need therapy after this', he said, absent-mindedly stroking the fox demon just where the nine tails sprouted from the fox.

'Don't do that,' Kyuubi hissed. 'Just because our vessels are getting fresh doesn't mean you get to touch me, Ichibi.' He pauses, recoiling back in the slightest to the recesses of his cage. 'But, in response to your question, they do this somewhat often. I believe this is their… fourth time? Maybe fifth? I've just come to ignore it, really. Usually I sleep while they're going at it. I hardly blame them, however; my kit was deprived a lot of things, especially having any sort of loving contact. So just leave them be.'

In the meantime, Naruto picked up on Gaara's reaction to his fox-like growling, and proceeded to look up into lusty teal eyes and growl from the lowest part of his throat, even adding effect with a nip or two down Gaara's navel. And it was then, he realized, he could do plenty of payback; arousing the redhead with no satisfaction like he had done just the other night. Yes, he realized he could make Gaara beg on his knees quite literally to screw him, but Naruto was not cruel.

Finishing off the last of the chocolate on the redhead's now sticky skin, Naruto distracted him with a closed-eyed, hungry kiss on the lower lip as he adjusted his weight and parted pale legs a bit. He ran his calloused fingertips down the back of Gaara's thigh, his nails lightly scratching in a tickling manner at the base near Gaara's left cheek.

I won't rile you up with dry touches too long, so don't worry about it, the blonde reassures.

Gaara frowned when the blonde 'assured' him. Really? Drat, he replied. And here I thought you were going to dominate me. Shukaku laughed at that comment, and turned his attention back to Kyuubi, his expression not nearly so jovial. 'Sorry', he said with a somewhat forced smile, and disappeared, going back to Gaara. The redhead managed another moan as Naruto simply growled and nipped him; being dominated was something he'd missed out on, because no one was ready to even look him in the eye until now.

Forgetting his disappointment, he nipped the blonde's neck, relishing the idea that the other might change his mind and leave him high and dry unless he begged. Domination? No, Gaara preferred to call it 'sex'. As long as it was him and Naruto, after all, it didn't really matter who did what. Well, he would prefer this or that depending on his mood, but you get the idea.

Who said I wasn't going to dominate you? I have other methods than making you beg. But now you're kind of making me curious: what does the great Kazekage, the undefeatable Gaara, look like when he's begging to be made love to? The kitsune mentally purrs, leaning off of Gaara to flip him over, propping him up on his knees. The redhead glances back at him with a tiny frown, a wordless question of 'what are you doing?' or 'giving into me that quickly, eh?' but neither was the case. No, instead, Naruto reaches with a smirk to the bottle of chocolate mousse, drips the cool, sweet cream on the back of a very sensitive bulge, and leans in, about to take a lick. Clearly it was a pretty kinky thing to do, but the blonde hardly cared; it's not like he could see himself doing something like this with anyone else. He agreed with those vague thoughts drifting through Gaara's mind: as long as it was only the two Jinchuuriki together, the fun was limitless.

After hearing a noise come from Gaara that sounded a bit strange yet sexy, Naruto continued what he started and flicked out his tongue and slowly let it wipe the sweet (although slightly salty from Gaara's skin) chocolate from the back of Gaara's thighs and sensitive package of skin. At the 'Kage's reaction Naruto smirked again and felt his length twitch. No wonder Gaara liked prolonging things the other day; it was terribly fun and very addicting.

Gaara shuddered as Naruto licked the mousse off, a cross between a playful snarl and a moan coming out of him as he reacted all at once to everything the blonde had done/thought. I'm wondering that too, the redhead replied. He grinned as he remembered the glimpse of the G-sting that Naruto had seen, and imagined a similar one that was orange and black, then imagined it on Naruto, tight and leaving nothing to the imagination... At the same time, he imagined himself in the burgundy/grey G-string Naruto had actually seen, and mentally chuckled.

His sand opened a CD player that he'd recently bought, and slipped in a Metro Station CD, a song suddenly beginning to play, namely Shake It. Closest to mood music I could find, the redhead said, smiling. Shuddering as the blonde finished eating the sweet mousse off of him, Gaara thrust his hips outward, towards Naruto, winking. "C'mon, let's see if you can make me beg," the redhead whispered seductively. Kami only knew what he was getting himself into.

Shukaku, alone in Gaara's mind, didn't interfere - for once. He curled up in a ball, his tail covering his nose, his eyes closed. Kyuubi seemed to have forgotten that his vessel had been alone, too. And the two humans weren't the only ones that had often been treated like dirt by their own kind.

Naruto swallowed the blush Gaara made him make at his own self in a g-string, and the result was burning ears and even more of a desire to get Gaara to beg. He asked for it now, dammit.

You know, I'm thinking a 69 is too good for you. Ukes usually play top for that one, and I think you'd get too much pleasure from that move. Ha, no, I'm doing it your way and torturing you. Maybe then I'll make you do something awkward and embarrassing like preparing yourself. I still don't see how erotic it can be since I'm the one who was forced to do it, Naruto mentally purrs as he leans up against Gaara's back, their legs touching and his chest touching the other, but nothing else. Well, other than the breathing and nibbling and sucking on the back of Gaara's neck and ears and junction between shoulder and neck. Steadily he rolled Gaara back over, wetly kissing the underside of his jaw. In sync with the music he locked the redhead's legs together and grinded against him, barely touching, only hinting about what his hips could do.

Meanwhile, Kyuubi rolled his eyes and muttered something to himself grumpily, trying to both block out the pre-sex sensations flowing through his blonde container and the odd feelings emitting from the other demon. He would never admit it, being the slightly prideful fox he is, but Kyuubi hadn't meant to snap at the 'coon; he was just a bit sore that the other had gotten out of his human cage and into… well, maybe not the bright beautiful word, but at least somewhere else. Not to say Kyuubi didn't like Naruto; he simply longer for a stretch of freedom once more. 'Tch, but you sure are getting a bunch of freedom, eh, kit? You're on a mission and should be working, but I suppose work and play merged together for you since you're supposed to be "protecting" your mate. Heh. He couldn't be in safer hands… or legs,' the fox demon thinks to himself with an amused grin.

Gaara moaned at the wet kisses, and then inhaled sharply as Naruto ground against him but without much contact. He stared into Naruto's eyes, a small smirk adorning his lips. Just to try and piss the blonde off, he wriggled and managed to force his legs apart, grinning.

Sticking out his tongue, he moved forward slightly to kiss the other's lips. You'd have to tie me up to do it properly, he thought, then promptly smacked his hand against his forehead, grinning sheepishly at Naruto. "Why do I keep giving you ideas?"

Shukaku smiled at Kyuubi, even though the other wouldn't see it. 'You know, you can probably get yourself over here. I managed to come to you, and I'm pretty sure that it's not a one-way deal. Though I'm not sure this place is as good as yours. You get to stay in dark and damp. I'm a raccoon, and I have to be in eternal sun and sand.' He said the part about the Suna-like decoration he resided in grumpily yet playfully.

"Tie you up?" Naruto frowns, although there's a ghost of a smile in his voice and eyes. "I was kidding last time when I said that your ass was getting chained to a wall." He shakes his head, some of the yellow locks tickling Gaara's chest. "'Sides, bondage sounds like something you'd do with your sand or something Sasuke would do since he's a sadistic bastard. I'm not like that," he tells Gaara in all honesty. H leans in close, lowering his voice to nearly a whisper right on Gaara's ear as nails lightly rake down the side of the redhead's navel before grazing a thin line of pubic hairs. "But I could do something else," he says sexily.

Being a little rough and hoping the 'Kage didn't mind it, he threw himself at him, lacing their fingers together and pinning down his hands high above their heads while simultaneously locking his legs even tighter together, a sort of personal bondage that still left him able to move if he struggled enough and really wanted to escape. But it's take a lot to break the Leaf nin's grip. I still think a 69 would be more fun, but you just had to go and fire me up to prove I can dominate you, he reprimands mentally. Naruto flashed a grin. You're good at giving bad ideas. Hmm, I wonder how you lead a nation, then? The blonde teases.

Now that their limbs were mangled together and Naruto was hovering above a very tempting-looking Gaara, the only part of him that could move was his hips, spine, and neck. And because of this, the redhead was treated to the strangest and most heated dance of bumping touches, panting, and tiny moans and growls. The sliding of skin was very addicting, though inwardly Naruto ached for more. He wasn't very good at this; it was torturing him, too. Gaara looked so ready to be pounded into, as vulgar as that sounded. Still, Naruto wasn't about to give up, as sweet as those crushing moments of their two lengths during the grinding or the feel of the redhead's nipple in his mouth was.

Being sneaky, Naruto slid himself upwards along his kare's abdomen, continuing to trap his legs with his feet and hands with his own hands, but in the proper position to be taken into Gaara's mouth. Suck or I'm never letting go, he growled mentally, not able to stand his own torture much longer. Gaara said he'd play uke; well, ukes obey, right? So he had to else Naruto would never give him any satisfaction. It was a sick, erotic game they were playing, but when it comes to two very strong-willed people, it was the only way.

In the meantime, Kyuubi snorted at Shukaku. 'It was easy for you because you don't have the extra seal like I do. I'm practically caged. Although it doesn't hurt to try… after all, the way I bound these two, it's like Gaara's body's half mine to travel to like Naruto's is now half yours to travel to.' The fox shrugs, twitching his nine tails. Gingery, as if he were afraid the bars would shock him, he moves in between them to the "hallway" in Naruto's inner mind. He was surprised when the bars passed right through him like water vapor and allowed him to move across to Gaara. Although, once he was near the other demon, he noticed a piece of paper hanging above and between his eyes. 'Oh, great. The seal is still there. When I walked through the bars it must have pressed itself to me,' he grunts irritably and shakes his great head. It didn't come off. 'Chikushou.'

Gaara was getting flushed by the time Naruto had gotten his next idea of making Gaara obey him. Slowly, Gaara stuck out his tongue and swirled it around the tip of Naruto's length, eyeing the other as he did so. Letting his lips close over the blonde's throbbing head, he licked the vein on the underside of the blonde's erection, smirking as he slowly took the rest of the blonde into his mouth.

Swallowing to massage the other, Gaara bobbed his head a bit, sucking a bit harshly, occasionally pulling back for air, nipping the other gently as he did so. After he lathered, rinsed, and repeated a few times, he stopped, smirking innocently.

I suck, you have to do something a few letters away. Oh, and I run villages very well. Sex games, now that's a different story.

A smirk told Naruto that the redhead hadn't given up yet, and also that Gaara wasn't about to do much more in the way of sucking.

Naruto's whiskered face immediately deepened to a richer red and he gasped before letting out a long, low moan as his senses tingled. His eyes closed and his head tipped back lustily. Gaara pleasuring him like this was probably one of his favorite things… besides the cleaner actions in life like eating ramen. But ramen – as yummy as it is – doesn't compare to the 'yummy-ness' of this.

When his kare stopped, he leaned back, his forehead against Gaara's, their sweat sticking them together. 'A few letters away', eh? Is that the Kazekage's way of asking to be 'fucked'? Naruto purred mischievously, his eyebrows wiggling suggestively. If so, I'd be happy to oblige Suddenly he frowned when he saw Gaara's smirk, and realized that the redhead wasn't giving in quite yet. Dammit. You had me for a minute there. But I think I know what to do…

The kitsune makes a growling noise again, still pinning his lover down, and attacks Gaara's sides with the rub of his thighs. He dips his head down and softly bites down on a pale collar bone, lolling his tongue down the line of skin over hard bone. He leaves a sharp kiss at the end by Gaara's shoulder before nuzzling his nose into his neck. He leaves a trail of saliva down the front of the redhead's throat, pausing to suck gently on his Adam's apple.

Gaara shuddered as Naruto applied friction akin to being tickled to his sides, and then gasped as the blonde bit his collarbone. A small growl rumbled from his throat, but halted as soon as warm lips closed around his Adam's apple, replaced with a lusty moan.

"S-stop, that tickles," He managed, however unable he was to mask the lust he felt, and the way the attention truly felt. The arousing sensations traveled straight to his erection, which twitched as his own voice caused Naruto's lips to rub against his throat pleasingly.

"I can feel that you like that," Naruto smirks triumphantly and he gets a satisfying shudder, growl, and moan from the teen below him. "So I won't stop."

He knew that his lips and breath were beating down warmly on the other's neck as he whispered this. Being crafty, Naruto tilted his head to the lower right side of Gaara's neck just above his collar bone and didn't blow a raspberry but buzzed his lips to tickle the other. He paused a moment to adjust his position, his legs again trailing down Gaara's sides as he stretched himself out to move easier about Gaara's apparently sensitive jaw and neckline. He found a good spot near the off-center front and sucked so hard he probably left a hickey, but that's okay because Gaara's clothes would definitely cover it up. From there he skimmed Gaara's warm skin with the tip of his tongue, relishing in the salty-sweet, slightly sandy taste. How come Gaara tasted so good?

Naruto kissed and nipped a few times on the underside of Gaara's jaw, while at the same time licked at his throat. Why hadn't he seen earlier how much Gaara liked this? Looking back on it, the blonde realized the redhead had been subtly reclining his head to give the blonde more access, but he had been so wrapped up in other things that he neglected to notice. Next time they made out, Naruto mentally noted to ravish Gaara's neck.

Gaara nearly lost it when Naruto sucked on a spot near his collarbone, a hickey already forming on the pale skin. He moaned again, louder, when Naruto nipped him under his jaw. "Ngh, Na-" He was cut off by a gasp as Naruto started licking his throat.

Deciding that thoughts were easier because his vocal chords were currently busy, he squirmed. Fine. Don't stop. He tilted his head back slightly, his nether region giving a more violent twitch this time as the blonde continued to molest the alabaster skin of Gaara's neck and collarbone.

Shukaku stretched out slightly as he finally turned to Kyuubi, smiling slightly. 'It wasn't so hard for you, was it? You're more powerful than me, so obviously you can get over here if I can get to you.' There seemed to be a hint of wistfulness in his voice, as if the Tanuki longed to be even just a single tail more powerful, just because then he wouldn't be the 'runt', the smallest demon, the easiest to dominate and humiliate.

Presently, Naruto adored the sensations he's creating in Gaara, which he shallowly felt through their magical connection. Kyuubi, I have to hand it to you, that magic of yours comes in handy! He felt somewhat strange, like Kyuubi wasn't there but somewhere else, although close by. He couldn't put a finger on it, but it didn't bug him very long because soon he was wreaking more havoc on the upper parts of Gaara, ones he knew liked to be touched and tasted pretty damn good.

The blonde leaned upwards, arching his back to get the right angle on the weak point in Gaara's jaw at the top of his neck and in front of his ear. He wormed his way to the spot, encasing his lips around it and warmly flickering out his tongue. The kitsune seemed intent on kissing, sucking, and nibbling his way to begging on Gaara's behalf. Naruto paused now and then to brush legs against ticklish sides, since his hands were still pinning the other down. "I like those noises you're making," Naruto purrs sexily, his lips murmuring against Gaara's ear. He slides down, nose skimming the redhead's jaw, before he once again sucks on the lump known as the 'Adam's apple'; he couldn't help it, it was such an easy-to-reach, sensitive spot, that either leaves you feeling like you're suffocating or makes you squirm with pleasure. Naruto hoped to create the latter in Gaara.

I'm not stopping all this licking, kissing, and nibbling until you scream 'Naruto'. I'll be here all evening, covering from your ears to your nipples until I get a reaction. So you see where this is going, Gaara? The blonde threatens, a smirk on his face. Then he's at it again, biting down with lip-covered teeth (so not to hurt the redhead) on a collar bone and sucking away at random parts of Gaara's throat and sides of his neck, breathing hotly against his skin.

Somewhere within Gaara where the two demons resided, Kyuubi grunts. 'Sounds like to me you have some issues, Shu. Don't think like that… because I know where you were going with that comment. Look, just because I have more tails doesn't mean I'm better than you. Our ranks don't work that way, or have you forgotten?' He smiles in the slightest way, attempting to reassure the grouchy old 'coon. And he thought he was sore about things…

Gaara had started panting the second Naruto put his lips around the spot in front of his ear, and when the blonde went for his Adam's Apple once again, he couldn't help but moan so loudly it sounded more like a shout. "Nggh!" Little by little, it was clear Gaara's resolve was crumbling, and not a moment later, he found it had disappeared.

"Please!" He whisper-shouted, the urgency and raw, too-long ignored need and desire making his voice harsh and ragged. He got a mischievous look that clearly said 'Please what?' in response.

Growling, Gaara squirmed half-heartedly, but tried again anyway. "Please, Naruto!" It was no louder, but the emotions in his voice had definitely intensified. He felt saying 'take me' or 'make me yours' or something was silly, and that he'd just screw it up somehow, so he looked away from the blonde when he decided to at least try it and murmured the former. "Take me," was murmured between frenzied pants, causing a blush to dust pale cheekbones as Gaara's eyes flitting back to Naruto to see the blonde's reaction, hoping he hadn't messed it up somehow.

Naruto loosens his grip on Gaara's hands, replacing his own to the bed sheets for support. "Hmm, I dunno, torturing you is kinda fun…" he starts, but chuckles if not a bit breathlessly. "I'm totally kidding," the blonde says after a pause, laying a tender no-tongue kiss on the Kazekage's lips. His tanned fingers glide down Gaara's chest and sides as he admires the magenta hue on the other's face. Agonizingly slow, Naruto inched himself downward, passing over the overly-aroused part of his lover. He then sits on his legs, putting one of Gaara's own on either side of him, although he pauses and places his hands on his hips with a devilish grin. "But I still don't get what the hell you thought was so erotic about someone preparing themselves. So enlighten me, kare."

Oh, the fox boy thought he was so smart. He gets a bit cocky sometimes, probably too much for his own good. He thought he had Gaara at his mercy. Maybe he shouldn't have released the redhead…

Gaara bristled slightly, upset, and frowned. However, he did do it to Naruto, so he deserved it. Sighing, he sucked on three of his own fingers, and reached down to his entrance. Maneuvering in such a way that it was easier to reach, Gaara stuck a finger inside himself; soon after, he added a second, scissoring them, and then three. After he added a third and smirked as he thrust his fingers repeatedly the way Naruto's length would soon thrust into him. His blush deepened slightly as the sensation gave him a heady feeling and caused him to keep going with his fingers, grinning. If Naruto wanted him, the blonde would have to stop him from thrusting his fingers. He moaned softly, and the sight of pre-cum dribbling from his length should inform Naruto as to how it was 'so erotic'. Maybe Gaara just got off on it, and no one else did, but he found it a good way to tempt Naruto at the moment. His eyes fluttering closed in pleasure, Gaara listened for Naruto's reaction.

'Our ranks may not work that way, but our strength does. And if you say I'm not weak physically, you'd be wrong, but I'm also weak-willed compared to some of the other Bijuu, and you can't deny that.' Shukaku drew something in the sand but destroyed the picture by blowing sand on it and messing it up.

Without any sense of warning, Naruto found himself biting down on his own forefinger, which he hadn't even known he raised to his mouth in the first place. The pain helped him, however, to snap out of his horny stupor long enough to admit just how damn erotic someone preparing themselves was if you were watching and not the one doing it. At least, that was Naruto's opinion. At the sight, and once Gaara's eyes closed, the blonde couldn't help but let out a small man of anticipation, a teeny bit of his own come spilling forth.

Suddenly, the blonde couldn't take it anymore; without thinking, his hand jerked forward and he grabbed Gaara's by the wrist and pulled it away, and faster than you could blink he was grabbing hold of the redhead by the pelvis and shoving himself in to the hilt, a loud, hungry moan coming out his throat as he felt the inner walls of his lover come clamping down around him, trying to adjust. Naruto didn't bother to start off very slow; he was too energized for that. So, instead, he ground against Gaara and pulled nearly out and going back in as quick as he could, rhythmatic grunts and panting being the only sounds he was able to make through his lust-driven, fogged mind. He wasn't sure what came over him, but it was all over now and he could enjoy the prolonged love making. And, since he knew how neglected Gaara's manhood had been, his slowed his thrusts enough to grasp and begin churning and massaging said body part.

Elsewhere, Kyuubi was sighing and ever-so-slightly bowing his head. 'You're right, I can't deny that. However, you can't say that I'm the strongest of all the Bijuu, since I'm not. One or two others, despite their lack of my number of tails, are a bit stronger than I am because they've been freer from the humans and have had time to build up their strength. Bet you didn't know that,' he smirks gently. Suddenly, the fox is chuckling and rolling his eyes. 'There they go, finally getting to the point. And here I thought my kit and yours were going to have this non-winning battle all night.'

Gaara cried out when Naruto thrust into him, repeating the action without giving the redhead's body time to adjust. The pain and pleasure mixed together, clashing, and pleasure won out when Naruto started to jerk him off in time to his thrusts.

His hips involuntarily bucking so as to meet the blonde's movements, Gaara moaned again and again as the other boy hit the sweet spot inside him repeatedly. A sheen of perspiration appeared on the redhead, glistening attractively on his pale skin. The only sound, besides his panting and moaning, was the sound of damp skin hitting skin as their bodies meshed together passionately.

Shukaku nodded, smirking, glad for the change of subject. 'Dear Kami, why does Gaara have to be so sensitive? It's getting me horny now.' It was partially a joke, but mostly truth. The Tanuki laid on his stomach, tail curling around him. 'Nonetheless, I'm glad they found each other. I'm also glad to be talking to you. Personally, I've found you to be a lot more interesting than the other Bijuu.'

Naruto quickly apologized to Gaara through their minds for the pain, his lone excuse being how long he had to wait. To make up for it he slowed his thrusts to loving, less-hungry ones. These movements he knew would probably capture every hit, slide, and rub against Gaara's nerve endings, and to match he changed his tactic on how he moved his hands around his lover's member. Oddly, the blonde's mind was going blank with tingling bliss. He shook his head to shake the damp bangs from his eyes and cool the sweat brimming on the back of his neck. There came a time when he wasn't sure what noises he was making or hearing, merely submitted to what was and savored playing seme.

Naruto knew he was about to burst and come full-force inside of Gaara, and he allowed himself to without any holdbacks. Another involuntary moan sprouted from the back of his throat and he grinned half-heartedly, deciding to give his kare an extra pounding before collapsing on top of him, pulling out slowly and cuddling against the other's neck. He heard plenty of panting as they tried to regain the breath in their lungs, and despite the mess he made, the kitsune trialed his fingertips down Gaara's pale navel and inhaled the scent of sweat, sex, and vaguely all the other smells which naturally made up the 'Kage beside him. Yet another session of delicious, sweet romance done with. It seemed to be turning into a habit. And a damn addictive one if that. How long did it last, anyway? Felt like two hours, maybe more, maybe less. You can never tell when you're with the sole person in the world you deeply care about.

With the two demons, however, things were progressing this way:

''More interesting?' I honestly don't see how, Shu. To me, though, you've always been my only friend. Funny how, after Kami knows how many years, we met again through these two,' and he gestures upwards, winking a red eye, briefly thinking of how strange and somewhat hateful the two shinobi acted towards one another at first and then gradually warmed up to one another even before Shukaku was (temporarily) removed.

Gaara had felt himself explode the moment Naruto did, if not a second before; the redhead sighed and wrapped his arms around Naruto's shoulders, his dominant nature coming back since he'd finished playing uke for now. Reveling in the euphoria in the glowing aftershocks of his orgasm, Gaara realized that he'd done something different this time. He'd called out Naruto's name when he came. Letting a long, pale finger brush the damp hair from Naruto's forehead, Gaara smiled. Sand rose up to make the A.C., something rarely used, start up. He didn't mind the heat, but Gaara realized that it might be bothersome to Naruto if they were going to go at it so much, like this...

Grinning, he had another thought. "Oi, Naruto," He whispered breathlessly, "Tomorrow I'm having a meeting with the old twits in the council to try and convince them as to why we should allow same-sex marriages."

A knock sounded at the door, Kankurou's voice following. "I'm NOT opening the door, because Kami knows what you're doing in there, but the stacks of paperwork are growing at an alarming rate, Gaara. Save the action for later in the night if you want to be here, not working, tonight."

Gaara sighed, and replied with a resigned 'Alright,' caressing the blonde's hair again before gently slipping out from under him. Gaara's sand, or most of it, stayed in the room. "So I can tell what's going on," he said. Stepping into a room connected to his own via a discreet door, he revealed that it was a master bathroom. Taking a hot shower because it was a waste of energy to make it cold, Gaara stepped back into the room with his hair wet and his towel riding dangerously low on his hips as he walked over to his closet. Pulling his Kazekage robes out of said closet, and underwear out of a dresser drawer, the redhead dried himself before dressing. Giving his lover a tender kiss, Gaara smiled wearily. "Ja, Naruto-kun." Slipping out of the room, Gaara went to the doom that was paperwork, noting as he did so that it was late afternoon, just verging on evening. 3:00pm was typically a time that the villagers enjoyed, because it was a time that the sun's rays were not quite so heated and harsh. Today, though, it was not that way for Gaara, because he'd much rather be with Naruto than doing paperwork.

Shukaku's ears shot up, and he instantly gazed at Kyuubi. '...Me? Your only friend?' Disbelief colored his features, but quickly passed in favor of a smile. 'I'm glad that we did meet up through them, even if it does remind me of us in more than one way,' He said, referring to how they had been a bit offensive to each other but now were friends. Shukaku wrinkled his nose in his version of a thoughtful chuckle. 'Remember how, when we had only just became friends, I had asked to hug you? That certainly hadn't turned out well,' Shukaku said, smiling. Kyuubi had growled and left, back then. Most of Shukaku's memories with the nine-tailed fox contained rejection, hurt, and/or insults... But back then, he was glad to have a friend at all, so he had clung to Kyuubi much as Naruto had clung to his first friends. Shukaku noted that Gaara had started moving, and notified the other Bijuu. 'I don't know if there's a distance limit for going back and forth, so just in case, it'd probably be best if you went back to Naruto. He'd probably be curious about where you went, anyway.' Shukaku walked over to the fox and trailed the other's shoulder with a careful claw, his way of saying goodbye, before turning and going back to his original position. He was pretty sure the fox would leave, as everyone usually would after they'd had their fun, so he closed his eyes in resignation and sighed, ready to wait out the while that would go by before the other might be able to come back.

The blonde smiled, appreciating the air conditioning that Gaara turned on. Tiredly, Naruto thought all his replies since speaking proved to be too troublesome. Sounds like a plan; I believe in you to convince them. Out of nowhere came a knock at the door, and Naruto suppressed laughter as Kankurou mentioned how he WASN'T going to open the door, and how paperwork was stacking up 'at an alarming rate'. Naruto sighed, knowing it meant his kare had to leave him, but he shrugged it off and merely wrapped himself up tighter in the sheets, covering his eyes with the blankets to block out the sun which was suddenly irritating his sight.

The sounds of Gaara opening a door and turning on a shower reached Naruto's ears, and the soft hum of water running soothed him to near-sleep, though he was awake enough to hear Gaara come padding back out for some clothes. Lazily he lifted his head and grinned at the wet-but-drying-off redhead, his thoughts – for once – out of the gutter and instead admiring how the other teen looked, which even after sex and a shower was graceful (almost regal) and charming.

A tender kiss was laid on the blonde and he savored it while it lasted, half-saddened and half-accepting of the 'ja' goodbye which followed. Sleepily, Naruto made a mental response, though he knew he was about to fall asleep. Ja ne, Gaara-koi. He didn't know why he added '-koi' to the end; it just seemed fitting. At least it was better than teasing the redhead with a 'Gaa-chan' nickname, which would make it sound like he was talking to a 4-year-old.

With a curt sigh as he heard Gaara shut the door behind him, Naruto rolled over onto his side and curled up in a ball, stuffing sheets between his knees to support his back and an extra pillow behind him o make it feel like Gaara was still laying there. Cool air drifted across any exposed parts of his naked skin, and it lulled him to sleep. Which, in that sleep, he hardly noticed Kyuubi return (then again, he hardly felt the demon leave to begin with).

Prior to leaving Gaara and Shukaku, Kyuubi had said to the desert raccoon: 'No, it hadn't turned out well; eh… sorry about that, I suppose. A fox, despite being close in family, is mostly a loner-type of animal, though I can't go around blaming my traits for being a lousy friend. Which yes, you were the only one I had for some time out of the other demons, since you're the sole one of them all to tolerate me and my fiery temper, not to emotion my sneaky ways.' Kyuubi sighed gently. 'I was better at manipulating people than actually befriending them. I've learned a few things, though; most of it from Naruto, in fact. He's quite the extraordinary human, changing whoever he comes across and in the end making their acquaintance.' Glancing around, he realized time was growing short to stay. He didn't utter a goodbye, thinking Shukaku had already done so with the light touch on his furry shoulder. So, the fox left, sailing through the air like an unseen ghost before landing safely in his cage, the seal slipping form his forehead and returning to the iron-looking bars. Not knowing what else to do, he wrapped his nine tails about him and closed his eyes, sleeping off time like he did most every day while inside of Naruto. But, at least now he could be less alone when the two Jinchuuriki were together. At least now he could somewhat make up for being the stubborn fox he had been in the past with Shukaku.

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Arianna: whoadamn, if all of you read this far i'm both amazed and flattered. but you know, i bet you all did read all of that, since there was so much action; both fight-wise, humor-wise, and of 'course SEX-WISE! whee! please please please tell us what you thought about this chapter. especially with the demons and KARAOKE. 'kay? :3

note: our shared fav song right now is The Bad Touch, can you tell? and our shared fav AMV: The Bad Touch NaruGaa by ChildeAtHeart17 of youtube. X'D

Rianne: I also like 'Comatose' by Skillet IT'S SO GOOD FOR ANY PAIRING IMAGINABLE! ESPECIALLY NARUGAA!