Chapter 10

Quick reminder this is a rated M story. Skip the italics if you want to move past that.


"Gaara can you taste this?" Hinata turned to the red head with her wooden spatula extended. She was cooking a stew and wanted to get the seasoning just right.

Gaara had a small taste and then nodded with a thumbs up as she put the spatula away satisfied and turned the stove off. Before she had even turned around fully, Gaara reached for her hand and wrapped his other arm around her slender waist pulling her in. Hinata gasped as she collided with his solid chest, forearms resting on his torso.

"I missed you" he looked down at her fondly, and all Hinata could think was how handsome he looked in his uniform with his gentle aquamarine eyes smiling down at her. It didn't take her long to reciprocate and encircle her arms around his neck as he pulled her up into her toes, capturing her mouth in a kiss.

Slow teasing kisses quickly got heated as specks of heat traveled down Hinata's body. Before long Gaara was untying her apron, and she moved back eagerly helping him take it off from around her neck. He tossed the apron aside as he bent to lift her and put her on the kitchen island.

"Gaara not here," she shuddered as he kissed her again deeply, melting her into a warm puddle of goo as he dropped hot kisses down her neck and nipped affectionately at her collarbone before sucking on the skin.

"Gaara…s-someone cou-" she was cut off as he pulled her t-shirt off and went right into removing the plain white bra she was wearing as he lowered her naked back to rest on the cold marble leaving her shivering and defenceless on the kitchen island.

His heated gaze was on her breasts and face, like he couldn't make up his mind where to look.

Some men liked legs, and some like backsides, and perhaps you could say most straight men enjoyed whatever parts of a woman they could get access to but Gaara always seemed to have a special affinity to breasts. Her breasts. Hinata watched as his eyes turned three shades darker as he looked at her spread out on the kitchen island.

She had barely moved before his sand came and encircled her wrists and ankles holding her in place. Startled, she gasped as her hips lifted already in need... it was going to be one of those nights it seemed.

"Gaara" she protested as wisps of sand circled her torso lightly teasing at her nipples. She had to squeeze her eyes shut as she felt wetness seep into her thighs.

"GAARA" she called out a bit more desperately as the sand grazed more intensely. It was unbearable but also so good at the same time.

"Just a minute," he said with a smile as he trailed his hand up her stomach encircling her breasts feeling their tender weight in his hands. He moved so fast she didn't even realize it as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, teasing and running his tongue over it before moving to the other side wanting to deposit equal attention to the other.

She tried to rub her thighs together but she couldn't as her legs were held apart with his sand.

"Ahh" she cried out again, her hips twitching as he sucked harder.

"Let me know if you see someone coming" he whispered as he moved his hand down to take off her sweats. Her legs had been freed of sand and then shackled again before she even realized. She whimpered, quickly well on her way to losing her mind and she almost didn't catch the 'damn' he muttered under his breath as he looked at the boy short panties she had on.

"I love the way your ass looks in these." He kissed her stomach, teasing her belly button before moving back up to her breasts nipping at them as she arched her back with a moan. She wasn't sure how much time passed, but he didn't stop until he had deposited a few love bites on her and at that point Hinata was shivering from the overstimulation.

She cried out again as his hand dipped into her panties swiping across her slick and swollen folds.

"Please" she begged, trying to rub up against his hand and thankfully Gaara efficiently ripped her panties off making her cry out in surprise as he hooked his arms around her thighs pulling her down the island so that her thighs rested on his shoulders.

A choked gasp escaped her when he gently blew across her delicately as he used his fingers to spread her apart. She didn't have a chance to get her bearings before he was kissing her below with delicate swirls of his tongue teasing her clit, applying suction and even moving his tongue inside her. With a gasp and a squeal Hinata tried to sit up on the island as she tried to whip her hips against him.

He was deliberately teasing her… licking her slowly to prolong this. He was quite skilled at this...and he was patient.

"Gaara now, please" she shivered her eyes heavy as she looked down at him.

"Just a second my love," he murmured nibbling around her hip bones looking up at her breasts that were now trembling as she was sitting up. Her stomach muscles jumped as she was so close... "Gaara" she called, begging. Even the tiniest friction from a passing breeze could set her off… if she only had her hands free.

"Mhm" he murmured into her core with a vibration as his tongue went in deeper if possible just as he swiped his thumb across her clit sending her over the edge. Hinata's back bowed on a silent scream as she fell backwards onto her elbows as waves and waves of pleasure rolled through her.

"My god" she whispered as she came back to herself a minute or so later with her body shivering. When she had the presence of mind to open her eyes, she saw Gaara looking at her patiently, but his eyes were burning as he was slowly caressing her thighs.

Just his gaze was enough to make her shiver again.

"Let's go upstairs?" she asked, but Gaara quickly gathered up her clothes and pulled her along with him shielded with sand all around as he dragged them into the study, locking the door.

"No time" he explained, shrugging, as he unbuckled his pants grabbing her around her thighs as he hoisted her against him and leaned his back against the study door slipping into her before she'd even had a chance to make a meep. She gasped as he slid into the hilt.

All she could do was widen her eyes at the sensation as she rested one of the balls of her feet on to a nearby bookshelf for better leverage.

"Fuck" Gaara muttered dropping his forehead onto her shoulder as his hips slid in and out of her slowly making Hinata's toes curl. Her eyes slid out of focus as she felt the sensations of his arm moving her hips faster as he plunged in and out gaining speed. She felt that familiar sensations building up again as she wrapped her arms around him tightly arching her chest into him, her nipples feeling the friction of his shirt. The slight downward tilting of her hips along with all the different sensations is all it took to set her off again on a silent scream as her body stiffened for an infinitesimal second and then shattered.

Gaara also gasped as he plunged in and out of her even faster as he finally came, and she could feel the hotness inside of her as he shuddered with his knees almost buckling at the sensation.

She felt him slide against the door slowly coming to sit on the floor with her still impaled on him sitting on his lap as they shivered against each other.


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Hinata woke up with a gasp tangled in her sheets and drenched in sweat. "What" she spoke into the darkness looking around searching and grabbing at nothing. She sat up panting only to find out that she was alone. There was no one else here.

Her nightgown was stuck to her skin and she was shivering…

It took her a few minutes to work out that it had been a dream. And not just a dream but a memory from her past…. Of her past with Gaara to be more specific.

She swung her legs down and moved to stand from the bed but her knees buckled as she sat back down, her hands moving slowly up to her heart in shock. Her heart wasn't just in shock, it was racing.

After a few minutes she tried again this time feeling steadier as she walked over to her nightstand to pour herself a glass of water. She then turned on her night lamp only to jump upon seeing herself in the mirror with her nightgown was practically transparent and wisps of her hair that had escaped her braid sticking to her skin, her skin was flushed and her eyes were dilated.

Hinata squeezed her eyes shut in disbelief counting to ten, but it didn't help.

"What in the world?" she murmured looking at herself again and touching her lips with wonder reliving those memories. Hinata didn't sleep again that night for a very long time.

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A month later - Konohagakure - Kazekage Tower Executive Meeting Room

Since the fourth shinobi war, the elemental nations has hosted a Five Kage Summit every year. The villages took turns hosting and each was responsible for organizing and securing the event, ensuring the safety of all participants. During the summit, the Kages engage in formal discussions, debates, and negotiations. They presented their viewpoints, voiced concerns, and propose solutions to the issues at hand. The discussions could be intense at times but since the last war they had all been able to still maintain a positive relationship between their nations even through disagreements.

"Sabakuno siblings, welcome" Kakashi nodded as he gestured for the Suna dignitaries to follow him. They had been the first delegates from the 5 Kage nations to arrive.

"How are you doing Kakashi-san?" Gaara asked as he pulled out a chair and sat.

"Well… I can't complain, things in Konoha have been relatively stable so I guess I have that to be thankful for?" Kakashi smiled from behind his mask while pouring the guests some water.

"Yes, a Kage doesn't have much to complain about if their country is operating peacefully and prosperously" Gaara agreed.

"Hey guys" Naruto walked into the room just then with his usual blazing smile in place. "So Suna was the first to arrive eh?"

"What else can we expect from our closest allies. That reminds me, I should check with my secretary that lunch is ordered" Kakashi murmured moving to stand.

"Oh I passed Hinata-chan in the hallway, she told me lunch was on the way. She ordered from Ichiraku" chortled Naruto.

"Great…" Kakashi looked at his former pupil dryly.

Gaara blinked at the name but kept his expression schooled more or less until the Kuinochi herself breezed into the room.

"Hinata-chan how are you?" Kakashi smiled leaning back as Hinata sent an exasperated smile his way before turning to the rest of the occupants in the room.

"Kazekage-sama, Sabukono-sama's" she bowed, "I hope your journey here was pleasant?"

Gaara was speechless so Temari jumped in. "Yes… it was… Hinata, ...what are you doing?..." she asked, sounding uncertain.

Hinata flushed feeling self conscious.

"Oh Hinata-chan was looking for a change of pace from being a shinobi, and we thought she'd be great at an administrative role. So she's my secretary now."

"Ah" Temari nodded with an uncertain smile as she felt her brother turn to stone next to her. "That's great Hinata-chan, you seem to be enjoying it" Temari did her best to smooth over the glacial silence that was radiating from Gaara.

"Uh-yes…" the blunette smiled nervously. "Can I bring anyone anything else to drink?" Everyone in the room agreed that they were fine. "I have copies of the agenda here" she turned to Kakashi, and then proceeded to have a hushed conversation with the Hokage handing a few more documents over to the man. That gave Temari just enough time to kick Gaara discreetly under the table with her foot at his behavior.

As Hinata exited the room closing the door behind her Naruto laughed nervously observing his mentor and his closest friend.

"Hinata is your secretary?" Gaara wasted no time in asking.

"Uh… yes" Kakashi looked up blankly, being intentionally dense Nartuo was sure.

"You must spend a lot of time with her…" Gaara's sand was now leaking out of the gourd unbeknownst to him.

"Ah…Gaara. Remember the conversation we had in Suna a few months ago?" Naruto jumped in giving his friend an oddly seriously look but that was enough to take the wind out of Gaara's indignation. Slowly the atmosphere in the room relaxed.

When Hinata came back 20 minutes later with lunch the shock of her presence had worn off.

"Join us Hinata," Kankuro was saying warmly but Hinata shook her head.

"Thank you Kankuro-san but I have to go over to accounting for a meeting" she smiled demurely "Please enjoy", she bowed again before exiting the room with a small glance around.

Gaara hadn't expected to see Hinata during this visit. During his usual visits as a dignitary he had zero interactions with the Hyuga clan so this was an unexpected curve ball. It's something he hadn't been mentally prepared to deal with.

"Excuse me" he muttered before uncharacteristically getting up and leaving the room ignoring the shocked glances being thrown his way.

"Hinata!" He called out to her in the hallway, seeing her back right before she turned down the corridor. Gaara advanced his speed and led her by her elbow into an adjoining room before she had even finished turning back.

"Wha-" her sentence was cut off by a gasp as the door closed to the room and she immediately flushed to an interesting tomato red.

"Kazekage-sama" she said in a low voice backing away from him bumping into a small desk behind her.

"Interesting room" he muttered looking around at the small space.

"Yes…. it's my office" she mumbled with a new flush looking around self consciously.

"Oh…" he blinked. The small space didn't shock him as much as the lack of personal touches."Hinata… what is going on?" he asked her point blank frustrated.

"What do you mean?" she countered in a softer tone.

"Why are you working for Kakashi?"

"I… er… I didn't really want to be an active shinobi anymore so this seemed like a good option when the opportunity came up. I enjoyed learning about Nobu's role when I was in Sunagakure and I thought I would be good at it."

Gaara blinked at her.

"Aren't you back with your clan?"

"Um yes" she nodded.

"So why… do you need an income?" he asked for the lack of a better way of wording this. She didn't need to work. There was plenty of clan business that could keep her occupied.

"Ano… I d-didn't want to be a burden to my clan. I c-can earn my own keep, besides it's good to stay occupied."

"Hmm" Gaara murmured unconvinced. He didn't love the idea of Hinata getting closer to the copy ninja and his jealousy was disturbing ...

"Why… do you care?" she asked, looking down self consciously at her feet.

"I wanted to make sure you weren't forced into doing something you didn't want" he said honestly before gently nudging her chin up with his pointer finger. She was avoiding looking at him for some reason.

Hinata's face flushed again to a deeper red before she tried to move further back, almost now sitting on her desk.

"What's wrong?" he frowned at her odd reactions using the back of his hand to test the temperature on her forehead. "Are you sick? Is there a doctor here?"

"Oh don't worry, I'm f-fine" she said a bit breathlessly before squeezing herself from around him back to the door and grasping the doorknob ready to leave. "I'm just a little hot, ano… I- I really should go see the accountant now" she squeaked as she opened the door rushing out leaving him in her office.

What was wrong with Hinata?


"Is Hinata okay?" Gaara asked as he reentered the meeting room he had left behind.

"Err…" Naruto and Kakashi looked at each other confused.

"Yes. She seems to be doing fine, why?" Kakashi turned to look at Gaara. "Should I be worried?"

"She seemed a bit unlike her usual self" he muttered giving his siblings a glance.

"Well… maybe that's a cheery reaction to seeing you" Kakashi twirled his pen while talking sarcastically, "Naruto here told me you pretty much rejected her the last time around when she was in Suna."

"What?" Temari and Kankuro turned to look at him.

Gaara frowned. "That's an overstatement" he looked at Naruto who was grinning cheekily.

"Hey, Hinata was pretty much ready to date you again, but you sent her packing back to Konoha. I know she would have stayed in Suna if you'd asked her."

Gaara could feel his siblings looking at him.

"I'm surprised…" Temari murmured, "I didn't realize you had gotten over Hinata to this extent."

Kankuro laughed, "well… Matsuri's liked Gaara for so long, maybe her loyalty won him over? I guess we might have a new sister in law coming now eh nee-chan?"

"Thats a pity" Kakashi interjected the siblings chatter. "Maybe I'm biased but I think Hinata-chan should get another chance. I've never seen Gaara as happy as he was when he was engaged to Hinata."

And the room descended into silence.

"My love life is not the topic of discussion today" Gaara stood up having had enough of this. "Temari, perhaps you should eat your lunch so you can finally go see your husband before the other Kage's arrive?"

The older girl happily grabbed a lunch at that and Naruto redirected the conversation distracting Kakashi with questions.

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8 pm later that night

Hinata straightned her spine even though all she wanted to do was curl into a ball and cry. Her feet were hurting from the heels she'd been wearing all day and she still wasn't used to some of these longer days as the Hokage's assistant.

She'd woken up at 5 AM this morning to get to work by 7 and now after a full day of work she had stuffed herself into a dress to attend the formal gala thrown for the dignitaries. The other Kage's and their representatives had all trickled into Konoha throughout the day so it's been a lot so far to coordinate. And tomorrow was going to be another long day… she sighed.

Mei Terumi looked spectacular as always dressed in an emerald satin gown, and she was waltzing with Kakashi! Sakura and Naruto also twirled by her happily smiling into each others eyes, followed by Temari and Shikamaru.

She was grateful that Matsuri wasn't here. If she'd had to watch Gaara and Matsuri dance together as well she may have fully lost it. She snatched a glass of champagne as a waiter walked by her.

"Why so glum?" A voice came over her right shoulder and she tensed for a second before realizing it was Kankuro.

"It's been a long day" she smiled fondly at him turning.

"Tell me about it" he blinked sleepily. "Do I have to be here?"

"Well, there are a few especially pretty kunoichi in attendance today don't you think?"

At that his eyes blinked wide open. "Where?"

She laughed behind her champagne glass. "Here let me introduce you"

It was about 30 minutes later when Hinata returned to her spot by the column. Now Kankuro was also dancing with a younger kunoichi. Perhaps she was a good matchmaker Hinata thought as she sipped her second champagne glass.

Feeling the weariness of the day and the emotional charge of seeing Gaara again getting to her. Hinata slowly backed out of the reception hall of the Hokage tower and made her way to Kakashi's office. Perhaps she can take a nap there for a few hours before she had to bid the guests goodbye?

She'd just swung the door open when she froze in shock. Gaara! What was he doing here?

"A-ano" she mumbled confused.

"Hinata," Gaara looked up from behind Kakashi's desk where he had been reading a report. "Kakashi lent me his office…"

"Ah - I see…. I was just looking for him" she lied quickly trying to back out.

"Wait" Gaara called out. "Can I talk to you for a second"

Hinata wasn't sure if that was a good idea. Every tiny hair on her body was standing up as her body shivered overrun by memories from her dreams. She'd barely stopped herself from bursting into flames earlier but now with a few drinks in her it would be impossible.

"Um can it wait?" she smiled awkwardly.

Gaara frowned. "You are acting odd around me… not like after you lost your memory, but also not like you were back in Suna recently. What changed?" he asked directly.

She gulped hesitantly entering the room and closing the door behind her. The butterflies in her stomach seemed to be multiplying. Why had he taken his robe off? He looked so much more approachable in his cargo pants and shirt, and that was dangerous in her current state.

"Kazekage-sama" she sighed,

"Tell me the truth Hinata, I can see you trying to lie"

"Um" she stopped surprised at his words. She hadn't expected him to challenge her like this.

"I-i" she felt tears gathering but she took a deep breath to try to subside them.

Gaara frowned and stood up now coming around to her despite her waving him off. She couldn't bear to tell him the truth, it was too uncomfortable.

"How are you and Matsuri-san doing?" she asked instead and Gaara paused in front of her.

"We.. we are doing good" he nodded.

"Oh… I'm glad" she smiled, but it was a weird smile. It felt wrong on her face.

Gaara again scanned her face taking a step forward to grasp her by her forearms. "Hinata if something is wrong you know you can tell me right?"

But Hinata could barely process what he was saying because where he touched her felt like liquid lava and she was scared.

She didn't know what things had been like with them before her memory loss and worst of all she had no idea what passion was supposed to feel like. Was this normal? Was this abnormal? She didn't know.

"You aren't breathing" Gaara told her flatly, before guiding her to a couch and sitting her down. He knelt in front of her and all of a sudden a memory flashed before her eyes.


Flash back:

"Hinata, why do you keep wearing shoes like this when they hurt your feet?" Gaara asked gently as he carefully took off the black stilettos she had on before dropping a few kisses on the sole of her foot. She felt those kisses to her very core as she languidly stretched out on the couch.

A champaign bottle and two glasses were on the floor next to them and they were just at the tail end of a night of celebrations after a black tie dinner.

Gaara took her other shoe off as well before making room for himself between the V of her thighs. He was leaning over her tugging his coat and tie off as she luxuriously stretched out feeling sensual enjoying how he was looking at her with sparks of heat in his eyes.

"But you enjoy how I look in them" she whispered grabbing him by the back of the neck bringing him down to her before their lips met on a breathless kiss.

End of Flash Back


"Oh" she gasped. Blinking hard…. Feeling disoriented.

"Hinata…what is it?" Gaara asked in a weird voice.

But she was too confused to understand what he might be feeling. When she came to, she was grasping Gaara by the forearms, her nails digging into him and she was sitting down on a couch. Gaara was kneeling in front of her staring at her face with white lips pressed into a straight line. He looked angry but she knew this look. It lingered in her subconsciousness. Past the ice cold eyes she saw the fractures of fear and insecurity. He was worried.

"I….I ….I'm sorry to worry you, I'm okay" she nodded trying to put him at ease.

"No…this isn't normal, something is clearly wrong, come on, let's find a doctor" he motioned trying to get up from his knee but she held him firm.

"Gaara," he stilled at her informal address of him, "I'm starting to remember things."

Once she said that statement they both froze blinking into each others eyes.

"Remember things?" he muttered in a stupor.

"Yes… anyway its… you know a a - good sign I'm sure but nothing for you to worry about '' she tried to sound reassuring as Gaara stood up and took a few steps back running his hands through his hair. It had already been messy from a stressful day but now his curls flopped even more in a dissaray over his forehad.

A series of images of Gaara's hair went through her mind and she closed her eyes so that he wouldn't read the truth in her eyes.

Clearly she'd loved his hair. She'd used to run her hands through it all the time when making love, when they were cuddling, when she kissed him in the mornings before breakfast and when she visited him in the Kazekage office. After ceremonial events she had even loved taking his head dress off and ruffling his hair. She sighed, feeling acute joy at the memories each so precious. She used to cut his hair... she remembered now.

"You remember things," he repeated.

"Mhm" she smiled still with her eyes closed. "I'm sorry Kazakage-sama, I don't think this is exactly what you wanted to hear."

Gaara blinked trying to process what this meant.

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