It was a pretty long f-ing wait, I know. -.- It couldn't be helped though, writer's block is an evil experience.

Warning: Sexual content. Heavier this time. So if you're against lemons or if you're underage, you should go read something else.

To the others, Enjoy. :)

Beta'ed by The Dark Crimson Blood. xoxoxo

To Fall Asleep

xXx

"…We transferred the prisoners to the T&I department and handed over any evidence that was collected. Mission accomplished." Three ANBU were standing stoically behind their squad leader as she spoke – a girl with long blonde hair tied up in a ponytail and shockingly orange shorts which did not really match her current voice that was unemotional and resembled a dark, bottomless void.

"And the report?" Came the Kazekage's equally unemotional voice from behind the desk as he glanced at her orange porcelain mask of a fox, then he averted his gaze to continue staring somewhere in front of him that wasn't exact. The ANBU girl took out a scroll from her pouch and left it on his desk silently, stepping back to her team and awaiting any further orders.

Gaara reached and took the scroll, taking a quick look at it after he had unrolled it.

"Very well," He gestured to one of his guards to take the scroll so it could be taken to the archive. "You've done well. Now go rest. You are dismissed." He stood up and went to the window behind his chair, leaning against the frame. The four ANBU bowed and took their leave, led by the blonde girl.

"Fox." Gaara's stern voice called just when she had her fingers wrapped around the doorknob, intending to open it. "You stay. I need to have a word with you." If someone was to guess what they were going to talk about, he would have found himself sweating, for Gaara's voice did not give away the slightest of suggestion of intention. It was a voice that was a void of emotions; it was the voice of a tired man.

Fox nodded, and not even turning to look at him, she opened the door and stepped aside to let her team pass. She nodded to them and closed the door after them and there was a clicking noise as the door was locked from the inside.

xXx

"Finally!" Outside the door, a boy with sleek black hair took off his porcelain mask, walking down the round hallway with two of his other comrades by his side. He took in a deep breath as he stopped and looked back with a thoughtful expression on his face. "Should we wait for Naruto-senpai?"

"Oh come on, Takeshi." A girl with curly green hair rolled her eyes at his suggestion. "I thought you were smart enough to know what they are gonna do." She gave him a suggestive smile and chuckled. The boy blushed madly.

"S-Sayako! N-No they aren't!" He turned around, crossing his arms in attempt to hide his pink cheeks.

"Believe what you will," was Sayako's uncaring response. "But I'd rather not disturb them. I don't wanna be scarred for life."

xXx

Gaara heard a soft thud behind his back. He turned his head around to see the girl disposing of her weapon pouch and allowing it to fall to the floor.

"Feels good to be home," her voice came from behind the mask and it was more of a sigh than a statement which gave away just how much she had craved for this moment. She stretched and took in a deep relaxing breath. Watching her, Gaara decided to follow suit and let his Kage robes slide to the floor and pool around him. A feeling of freedom and relaxation encircled his shoulders; it reminded him of the end of a hard day at work, when he would go home to her.

His heart thumbed in longing and excitement as he went to the girl, not really remembering when he had crossed the distance and, frankly, not thinking about it. He then encircled her waist and pressed his body against the girl's back, inhaling her unforgettable scent, it was like a valley of sunflowers and fresh peaches, the bliss that had temporarily busied him had let him go upon hearing a soft giggle from behind the girl's mask.

A hardly noticeable frown made its way on Gaara's face, but it was quickly erased when he reached and placed his palm on the mask. He was careful as he took it off of her. Once off, it seemed useless and he tossed it to the sofa just beside the closet in his office.

Gaara buried his face in the crook of her neck, embracing her tighter and harder, as if trying to pull her inside of his body in order to keep her safe. He felt his head going light as the concern of her getting hurt was lifted off his shoulders. She came back. She was safe. She was with him.

He could hold her again. Six whole weeks… Six whole weeks, forty-two days, a thousand hours; she had been away from him. He was tired and he wanted to find much needed rest inside of her, with her.

"Naruto…" Gaara whispered, not actually addressing her, but liking how the name played on his tongue. "Naru-hime…" She reached up to caress his hair, making him look at her. And then she averted her face to him, making him meet her shocking blue eyes – the blue spacious skies, the deep oceans; the shiny diamonds that cut right through his very soul.

Gaara could swear his heart skipped a few beats, and, feeling it renewing its steady, but fastened beating, he cupped her chin and locked lips with hers. Naruto exhaled, melting, and turned around in his arms to face him, not daring to detach her lips from his. She slung her arms around his neck, responding to his lazy and genuine kiss.

Hesitantly detaching their lips, Gaara pressed his forehead against hers, throwing the possibility of separating from her in the trash.

Gaara cupped her cheeks and looked at her, examining her closely to see if she got hurt.

"Are you alright, love?" He asked in a concerned voice, his eyes traveling across her body on their own accord to make sure she was not injured. "You don't know how worried I was." He sighed and brushed a few strands of hair from her face, before planting a loving kiss on her forehead.

"I'm alright." She assured him and her eyes shone with sincerity and happiness. "Oh, Gaara, I missed you so damn much!" She exclaimed and encircled his neck. He kissed her cheeks and face frantically, as if trying to assure her that he was going nowhere; that they would stay together now.

"I missed you too." He shot out, as if he had meant to say from the moment she entered the room.

They embraced each other for what felt like an eternity, but when they let go, it felt to both of them as if it had been only a moment.

A grin was permanently stamped on Naruto's face and when she bent her leg backwards to slip off her sandal, doing the same with the left one as well, it provoked suggestive thoughts that she had may or may not have intended. But nonetheless, Gaara followed suit and slipped off of his own sandals, feeling the immediate content that came with the action and let Naruto kick them away to a random corner of the room, just like she had done with her own.

Gaara placed a hand around her waist and leaned in towards her, making her expect a kiss, but instead he startled her when bent over and slipped his arms between her inner tighs, encircling her hips and bottom, and lifting her up.

"Wha-!" She yelped in surprise. Then, she laughed full-heartedly as he steadied her and yelled jokingly for him to be careful not to let her fall. The sound of her laughter, the sound he was longing for, made Gaara's heart warm up and he pressed her closer to his chest and exhaled deeply.

"You've no idea how much I missed you, do you...?" This question was not meant to be answered, so Gaara just cuddled and held her. Naruto smiled genuinely and hugged his head, playing with blood-like locks of hair.

"Gaara?" Gaara looked up at her as he held her and a yelp stuck in his throat as Naruto unexpectedly attacked his lips, burying her fingers even deeper in his messy hair. They inhaled deeply through the nose and Naruto leaned in closer, cupping his face and deepening the kiss. Their tongues were in the middle of a heated battle – fighting, colliding with each other, greeting one another after a long time no see. His hand snaked to the back of her head and pressed it forward as he massaged her tongue and kissed her soon-to-be swollen lips.

Gaara's strong grip around her made her feel secure and in place, Gaara mentally thanked each deity, faith or whoever was up there for having her.

His head was spinning as if he was drunk, drunk with passion and affection, and he stumbled backwards; much too clumsy for a ninja to his office chair and swooped in it. They kissed fiercely, expressing what they couldn't find words for. They expressed the longing that has been built up for six weeks, the excitement, the love, oh the love, the wanting…

Naruto trailed wet kisses along his firm jaw line and unbuttoned his high collar red cloak.

"Mmm…Naru" Gaara traced her sides with both hands, once again memorizing her curves, and left loving kisses on her head as she sucked on his throat and nibbled on his neck. "Koi." He made her stop her ministrations and look at him, opening his mouth to say something, when she cut him off,

"You've been lacking sleep lately, haven't you, Gaara?" she said almost accusingly and traced the black shades around his eyes. They have darkened, just when they were starting to fade away. Gaara was silent for a moment, but then he exhaled tiredly and nodded. Naruto felt a thug of sorrow in her chest; she leaned and kissed each of his eyes. Gaara pulled her closer so that she could lay her head on his chest while he held her tightly, keeping her in place.

In that moment, a thought that had crossed Naruto's mind a million times already happened to cross it again – Gaara was hers and she was his; as long as they were together, they would be alright; as long as she was in his arms, nothing else would matter.

"You know that it's hard for me to fall asleep when the spot on the bed beside me is empty and cold." Gaara answered and traced her closed eyes with careful touches from his fingers. There was no doubt she looked tired. "You've exhausted yourself. Again." He whispered and sighed heavily; a solemn expression on his face "I'm sorry I sent you on that mission."

"It's okay." She cuddled closer to him. "Now that I'm here again, I'll take a nice long rest, just as I promised.", and Gaara felt her smiling against his chest.

None of them cared to count the minutes or hours they stayed like that. Gaara played with her hair, swirling it around his fingers, and she listened to his steady heartbeat and counted off the rhythm, predicting when the next beat will be. The only thing they noticed, however, more because of their ninja reflexes and of anything, was that the day was at its end, because the rays of the late afternoon sun were already playing around the room.

"Go home and rest," Gaara finally broke the silence and lifted himself off the back of the chair, as if implying his words. "I'll come back earlier tonight." Naruto stared up at him for a few moments and then lifted her head off his chest. Gaara's hands left her so that she would be able to get off the chair, but instead she placed one knee at each side of his legs, and leaned closer to him. She swirled a strand of his messy but silky hair around a lean finger.

"No." She brushed their lips together innocently, like she had no intention of doing it. "I don't think I can wait any longer." This time, she bit down on his lower lip roughly, but yet gently, the innocence from moments ago disappearing into thin air. "I miss your touch, love."

Naruto sucked on his lower lip and was just about to bite him again, when instead he pressed her head forward and locked lips with her. It was passionate, it was sweet, it was fierce, it was loving, it was lustful and maddening; it was caring. It was Gaara's kiss.

The blonde proceeded in unbuttoning his cloak all the way down and traced her fingers along his abdomen, as she pulled up his loose black shirt. His hands traveled up and down her body, feeling, needing, examining, roaming; he set her free from the restrains of her jacket and shirt and tossed them somewhere unbeknownst to him. Judging by the soft thud that was heard, they, or a part of them, landed on a chair?

Naruto rocked softly on his lap, rubbing against him whilst increasing their desire. A soft whimper came out through clenched teeth as he licked and sucked on her neck. Gaara's slender fingers ghosted to the back of her head and he undid her ponytail; a waterfall of sunshine cascaded down her back and he was fast to bury fingers inside of it.

"Gaara…mmm" She rubbed his crotch and pulled down his pants to uncover his hard cock. Naruto encircled it with her fingers, feeling the burning heat that was radiating from the throbbing length and felt a knot tightening at the pit of her stomach.

"Ah, Gaara!" Her moan made him anxious to continue. He encircled her hips, once again and got up and onto his legs, kissing her neck, leaving visible marks, as she clung to him tightly. He placed her on his desk, then reached out with his hand and pushed away all of the unneeded paper onto the floor carelessly, as if it were the most unimportant thing in the world right now.

He pulled down the rest of her clothing – the shockingly orange shorts and underwear – and his hands left her body for a second to take off his own shirt, already feeling his skin burning at a way too high degree to tolerate the offensive piece of cloth. Gaara kissed her lips, he kissed her neck, and he nibbled on her collarbone, renewing the marks she had had before she had departed.

Licking and suckling on her nipples, he made them harden, and freed them from his mouth with a soft "pop". Gaara traveled down her abdomen and navel, leaving wet kisses and the occasional gentle bite that made Naru's breath hitch. He cupped her bottom and swirled his tongue around her belly button, licking and dipping his tongue into it gently, just enough to make that ticklish pleasurable sensation that came with the action drive her crazy. Naruto's body shivered and goose bumps covered her skin, accompanied by soft moans and heavy sighs as if to emphasize and portray the fire burning within her.

Naruto caressed Gaara's head and pulled him in for a kiss, pulling him over her as she lay back onto the desk. Gaara encircled her hips and slung her legs over his shoulders and rocked his hips against her as if to give her a hint of what was coming. He suppressed the urge to smirk when she yelped at the feeling of his throbbing, hard flesh against her pink wetness; however, Gaara found himself becoming way too excited to be able to control himself or continue any further teasing. He wrapped his fingers around his dick, anticipating and hardly controlling himself just to plug it inside of her.

He pushed in slowly, being careful, and encircled her back and shoulders, sucking on her ear lobe and whispering sweet nonsense into her ear as he felt her tight walls clamping around him, squeezing him painfully tight, painfully pleasurable. Gaara gave a probing thrust and Naruto hissed slightly, both from the penetration and because of the hard surface of the desk that was rubbing against her back.

Gaara sensed her discomfort and, lifting her up; he stumbled while walking, with their lips locked, and threw them both onto the soft couch. His lips left her for a moment and Naruto, not being able to go without her drug, drew him in for a fierce kiss, not being able to resist this temptation before her.

Gaara threw her right leg over his shoulder and steadied her hips as he thrust back inside of her; the familiar tightness and hotness engulfing him. He threw his head back, exhaling heavily through gritted teeth and fell onto her, burying his face in the crook of her neck.

He thrust in and out, bathing in her moans and shattered screams of his name that came from her parted and swollen lips. The usually calm and reasonable Kazekage found it rather hard to control himself at intense moment and thrust deeper and harder.

"AAAH! Gaara~!" A particularly loud scream made Gaara want to hear more, louder and stronger, as he drove them both up to heavens. Naruto steadied her grip around his neck, which had loosened because of her now trembling arms, and thrust back against him, deepening the feeling and increasing the sensation.

Gaara groaned loudly and went faster, a layer of sweat visibly covering them both, making their bodies shine and let out the heavily increasing heat. The room was filled with the sounds of bodies moving passionately against each other, moans, groans, and the sounds of kisses as their tongues fought with one another.

More moans that they were trying to hold back were released and they gave into the moment – pleasure, ecstasy and love.

They wouldn't – shouldn't – couldn't stop, not now, not now when the only thing they could hear were their frantically thumping hearts, breathy moans and whispers; no, not ever, when they were so close, . The fire burning inside of them was at its hottest degree, its highest point, threatening to consume them. They were on their peak, aiming for none other than the heavens above.

Their breaths hitched, not that they could breathe at all, any coherent speech betrayed and left them while leaving them with only separate syllables that left their lips, looking for their mates to form a real word.

However, they needed no words. Gaara could feel and tell just how much she had missed him and just how much she had craved and longed for him by the incredible tightening feeling around his dick.

"Nar….ruto," he groaned, it was already too much to take. Naruto could feel his throbbing dick inside of her, ready to explode any moment now, and felt a wave of pleasure overwhelming her massively. The image of her crying out for him made Gaara thrust in even deeper and harder, just to earn more of the sweet sounds; to finally earn his reward.

Gaara furrowed his brows and bit down his lip to restrain himself from kissing Naruto for he wanted to stare at her face. He was holding himself up on his trembling forearms and was so close that they were breathing each other's breaths, their scents were mixing, and the sight underneath him mesmerized Gaara – an oriole of blonde hair surrounded Naruto, beads of sweat were covering her forehead, her vision was blurred and her gaze was clouded. She let out incoherent words of passion, her every muscle contracted; the wet, slick walls of her pussy clamped on him, squeezing him in an impossible tightness.

For a moment there, Gaara grit his teeth and thought he would lose his blood circulation; that he'd stay in this oh so heavenly tightness forever, and, (not) surprisingly, he didn't find himself minding.

She screamed. It was a loud, lustful, passionate scream of ecstasy that had finally pushed Gaara over the edge, and he groaned loudly. She lost her vision for a second and was seeing white spots only. The blood was thumping in her ears and she was burning inside, it was as if electricity ran throughout her entire body.

Gaara felt himself being near, he was so close. However, he gritted his teeth and gave a few deeper, harder thrusts; prolonging her orgasm, while giving her even more wild sensations.

"Ga-a-raaa! Aaah!"

He thrust in once. He thrust in twice. He thrust in a third time, as deep as he could, and spilled his hot seed inside of her with a loud groan and a hitched voice; her name was called.

His arms betrayed him and, as he exhaled heavily; he fell over her after losing his grip. He wrapped his arms around her and placed soft kisses along her jaw line. Their panting filled the room as they tried to recover their proper breathing. Naruto snuck her arms out and reached for his back, trailing the muscles with her delicate fingers and realizing that she had left claw marks. When, however, she did not know.

"It really does feel good to be home…"

xXx

They did not know how long they had just lain there; unmoving, and simply enjoying each other's presence. Gaara was beginning to doze off when he sensed his lover's shallow and even breathing. He gave a small smile to himself before pushing himself up; being careful not to be abrupt and end up waking her up..

Gaara looked around the room to find his cloak. Spotting it by the desk, he went to take it and looked out the window; he noted that it was already twilight; it was time to go home. He slipped his sandals back on and put a shirt on just to avoid walking out bare-chested. Then, he piled up the rest of their clothes and put them in the closet (which finally came in handy) and went back to the coach. He lifted her up to sit on the couch and wrapped the long blood-like cloak around Naruto. She has always said that she loved the cloth on him and now she had the chance to wear it herself, although being asleep and everything.

"Mmm" Naruto let out sleepily when Gaara lifted her off the couch, an arm around her bottom to steady her and the other at the back of her head, her legs swaying loosely by his sides and the cloak covering her naked body.

Heading for the door, Gaara stopped by to look in the mirror hanging in the room. The way he was carrying her made her look like a small child in his arms. However, he knew that she was strong, she was brave. But she was also his little kitsune that would purr contently every time he touched her. He placed a gentle kiss on her head and headed back for the door.

"-re you 'akin' me home?" Came Naruto's sleepy voice and she reached up to wrap her arms around his neck and place her head to rest on his firm shoulder.

"Yes, Koi." He replied caressing her head and unlocking the door, before exiting his office and locking it again from the outside. Naruto, still with her eyes closed; inhaled his smell from the cloak and smiled.

"You smell really nice, Gaara-koi." She said and snuggled closer and Gaara went down the hallway, feeling her even breaths against his neck.

"I'm done and I'm leaving for today." He informed his secretary and guards. A new feeling of relief spread through him - it was a long hallway and all of the other people in the building were too far away to hear the noise from Naru and his…. reunion…

"Hai, Kazekaga-sama," a young Jonin by the secretary's bureau said, "But what about…" he pointed at the girl in his arms with a concerned look on his face.

"She just needs some rest." Gaara assured himself more than the other man and turned to look at his secretary, "Cancel all my meetings for tomorrow. I'm gonna take the day off and stay at home."

"But, you have very important-"

"Contact me only if the village is on fire or if it's the end of the world. Other than that, do not disturb me." He realized he sounded a bit too harsh for his own liking. He just hated it when people questioned his reasonable judgment. "I'd like to spend some time with my fiancée." He added in a calmer manner this time and turned around to leave. "Have a nice evening."

Gaara steadied the blonde in his arms and carried her back home.

xXx

Gaara placed Naruto on the soft bed, right on her favorite spot. The silky crimson sheets underneath her mixed with the color of the cloth on her. Gaara unhooked the first few buttons he had hooked in the first place and took it off of her. Unbeknownst to him, Naruto had clung to him.

"Gaara." She barely kept her eyes open but used what little energy she had left to stare up at him.

"Weren't you supposed to be asleep?" He asked and behind his teasing tone was a hint of concern.

"Nope." She replied; giving him a tired smile. "I was waiting for you to make sure that you were asleep, too." She laid back and spread her arms wide. "Come." She folded and unfolded her fingers, implying what she had just said. "Come on, I'm not waiting for the village burn nor for the end of the world to be together with you, tebbayo," she pouted.

Gaara shook his head in amusement and, frankly, surprise.

"You sly little fox." He took off his shirt and pants, and then crawled over to where she was, reaching for the sheets to cover them both. Gaara placed a head on her chest and encircled her waist.

"I missed the feeling of you." He said. "All of it."

"I'm here now." She kissed the top of his head. "Sleep, my love." And suddenly, Gaara felt immense fatigue flooding him and his eyelashes heaving uncontrollably. How come he hadn't noticed how tired he was?

And then Gaara realized. Cuddling in Naruto's chest, he was the small child at that very moment. He was the one that needed to rest – to put his mind to rest. He could do it now, now that he had her with him once again.

And for the first time since six whole weeks, forty-two days, a thousand hours, Gaara managed to fall asleep. They both did, peacefully at that.

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