I am coming back to this one chapter at a time.
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Welcome to Suna. Where the lights never die and the fun never stops. Sakura and Ino lie to their parents to spend a wild weekend in a forbidden city. Will they regret it? Or will they both find something worth coming for?
Main pairing is GaaraxSakura and side InoxKankuro.
[Listening to 1989 album by Taylor Swift.]
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WELCOME TO SUNA, Part 8, Get lost
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"Did we take a left or right first?"
"We're not lost," Sakura snapped at her friend.
"Yes we are."
"No we're not."
Ino just poked her tongue and then started talking about Kankuro again. She wanted the four of them to double date and maybe go catch a movie together. A few more ideas and Sakura was terrified about her friend's imagination.
And she was just tired of hearing Ino chitter about. Normally, it took a lot for her to be truly annoyed by Ino. They grew up together. They were used to each other. But Sakura didn't have much longer with Gaara so she didn't want to spend the weekend with Ino and Kankuro. How could she feel comfortable enough to climb back into Gaara's bed with them hanging around? She didn't want to waste time trading stories.
We can do that when we get home.
Her heart was so sad about that but it was okay.
So Ino chattered and it was a few minutes before Sakura realised they actually were lost.
"Hang on," Ino interrupted her own speech. "I don't recognise this corridor."
Sakura looked around. They'd taken a wrong turn and had headed further in. They kept walking but when they turned a corner and bumped into an unfamiliar person, there was no denying it.
"Okay, we're lost."
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Kankuro knocked on the doors as they moved down the hallway. Gaara rolled his eyes. Why would they be in the games room or the billiard room or the great room? They would have followed instruction and found one of the bathrooms. He did not know anything about Ino but Sakura was not an idiot.
Do I know her? He felt like he did. At least a little. They had done so much in a small space of time. It was still Saturday morning and he estimated almost 12 hours of knowing each other. He had been with a couple of girls before but it was just hormones. He was a proud teenager.
It was cliche but Sakura was different. There was a connection between them. Felt so much more when he was balls deep of course. The physical part of their time together was his highlight. But it was different. He could not articulate how he felt that made this better it just was. He wanted to hold her to assuage her. To wipe away her concerns when she sometimes had a lost look on her face.
I just want her.
He knows this all sounds childish and that is why he doesn't tell Kankuro. His brother would just tease him relentlessly and dismiss him.
"Where are they?" Kankuro muttered.
"In the bathroom," Gaara said immediately. He smiled at his brother's glare.
"Hey you-"
Whatever Kankuro wanted to say would have to wait.
"Honourable Sabaku-san!"
"Sabaku?" Ino's whiny voice mingled in with the servant's and Gaara snapped his head around, immediately looking for Sakura.
"Thank you," Sakura was saying to the older woman, bowing slightly. The maid in question was more like a Governess in attitude and her eyes immediately widened in concern at the pinkette's motions.
Gaara reached out and took Sakura's hand to pull her to him. "Thank you, tetsudai-san," he said, and she remembered her place, bowing to him and Kankuro before leaving.
"We ran into your maid," Ino said, falling into Kankuro's outstretched arms.
"Sorry," Sakura said, letting Gaara's arm hug her. "I guess we lost track of time."
"In the bathroom?" Kankuro was annoying.
"Talking." Ino smacked his arm.
Gaara leaned in to whisper, "let's get back to our picnic". She shifted in his hold. "I want to eat you out while you eat strawberries."
"We don't have strawberries," she said softly and he chuckled.
He began rubbing her skin with the pad of his thumb. Ino and Kankuro were in the background, making white noise. Gaara slid his other hand up her shirt as he pulled her to him a touch of his fingers against her nipples making her moan softly.
"Get a room!"
They snapped out of it. Gaara glared at his brother. Ino looked amused.
"Lets get a room together," the blonde said, waggling her eyebrows.
Kankuro smirked. "Yeah. I read this article where sometimes couples have sex in front of each other. It's hot. Let's do that!"
Sakura paled.
"No thankyou," Gaara said, then snapped, "no" when his brother tried to say more.
"Your loss," Ino said, hands on her hips. "I think you two would look amazing on our hotel bed."
"Ino!" Sakura growled.
"Fine, fine, forehead. Just let me know when you change your mind."
"Lets get back to the picnic, shall we?" Kankuro asked.
Gaara did not want to return to having to keep his hands off Sakura. They made their way back as he tried to figure out how to ditch his brother and Sakura's friend.
His hand found hers and she smiled, blushing. Was it the touch or the romantic connotations that made her shy? Or the looks Ino was giving her. Just what had they talked about?
Kankuro and Ino returned to their picnic basket as Gaara reluctantly lowered himself on the ground. The two couples talked softly with each other and the redhead was sure Sakura was thinking what he was thinking.
How do we ditch them?
He felt an earnest desire to hasten their intimacy. They only had the weekend. The idea of not being able to get rid of the carry-ons was sobering.
"You should show Ino the horses," Gaara said when he heard them talking about the animals their family kept.
Sakura looked interested until he side-eyed her and she leaned back into him. He wrapped an arm around her in a show of possessiveness.
"Horses?" Ino looked around. "Well we already see them every day."
"We have other animals," Gaara insisted.
"Peacocks," Kankuro said slowly, watching his brother suspiciously for a few seconds. When Ino squealed he turned all his attention on her.
"Ooh, what else?" Ino sat up straight, tucking her legs underneath herself.
"Father bought another tortoise last month," Gaara added. She pulled a face. "And an ostrich a week ago."
Sakura might have been used to the high-pitched squeals of her blonde friend but Gaara had to cover his ears when she did that. Kankuro looked a little lost.
"Kankuro should take you to the reserve on site."
"What about you, Sakura?" Ino asked excitedly, turning to face her friend. "Maybe they have tigers, like those millionaires in the magazines."
Sakura pulled a face. "Those animals belong in the wild."
Gaara couldn't agree more. He never did understand the need to cage and tame wild beasts.
"We'll entertain ourselves here," he said. "I haven't slathered enough honey today."
Sakura elbowed him as Ino and Kankuro both laughed. They fell for it, gathering up their things but leaving most of the food behind.
"We'll be back later," Kankuro said.
"Take your time."
He watched them wander off.
"Finally," Sakura breathed, next to him.
"Yes." Gaara stood and brushed himself off. "Shall we escape before they return?"
"Of course."
She giggled as they quickly grabbed their things and ran like forbidden lovers, laughing and holding hands, toward his bedroom.
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They stopped by Gaara's room. He made a show of collecting the box of condoms from before. She turned away as her face heated up and ignored his chuckle.
Of course he's planning ahead.
Sakura hadn't brought anything other than her bag so she just waited for Gaara to grab a few things; keys, wallet, condom strips taken out of the box and slipped inside his wallet and back pocket. He was stocking up. The idea was thrilling and she couldn't wait to escape.
"Ready?" He asked.
Sakura nodded. "Let's get out of here before they know we've gone."
She wondered if he could summon that limousine from last night again. Maybe it was his personal chauffeur? She slipped her hand into his, lacing their fingers, and returned his gentle, knowing smile.
Sakura was sure she was high or something. Her body felt light and free as they escaped the estate, toward the entrance where they'd arrived with the limousine.
The Ino devil on her shoulder was pouting. She was leaving her behind.
Ino will be fine with Kankuro, she thought. I have my own fun to have.
That was her reasons.
"Where are we going?" She asked Gaara after he had a quick conversation with the chauffeur, slipped him some money, and they slid into the comfort of the back of the limousine once more.
"Somewhere you'll never expect." He kissed her deeply and hands began to undo buttons. Her own hands were already working on Gaara's trousers. His cock was warm and familiar against her hand before she could even formulate a verbal response.
Later on, her phone would vibrate with an irate text from her friend. But Ino would just have to forgive her. This weekend was about having fun. It was about great sex. And Gaara was what she needed for that.
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