Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Deal with the Ex-Devil ❯ Chapter 5: You Are Mine ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: thatreevesgirl 
Gaara leaves to return to Suna, but not before making a declaration to Sakura. This is the conclusion of this short fic. I hope you liked it
Warning: Gaara goes solo...wee bit smutty.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.21.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Gaara leaves to return to Suna, but not before making a declaration to Sakura. This is the conclusion of this short fic. I hope you liked it
Warning: Gaara goes solo...wee bit smutty.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 09.21.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Chapter 5: You Are Mine
A/N's: This fic will actually be inserted into Realization as a flashback. If you are looking for the Sakura/Gaara thing to actually pan out go and read that fic in a few weeks, cause it WILL eventually happen. :) This is however the last chapter for this, and there is only solo action going on. Hope you aren't too mad.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and do not make money off of this fic. Naruto is property of Masashi Kishimoto, give him love...buy his works.
CHAPTER BEGIN
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Gaara sat in his bedroom after waking in the morning. He hadn't slept well at all last night. Besides his normal insomniac tendencies, Gaara also found himself daydreaming about a close friend. The morning seemed harsh after so little sleep, and he was afflicted by stiffness between his legs that throbbed with each pulse of his heartbeat. Gaara tried to ignore it and let his mind wander to the previous night. Thoughts of the beautiful woman he had kissed entered his head. This left him with a very peculiar side effect…instead of distracting him from his problem, thoughts of Sakura left his erection hardening and aching more instead of dying away. “I suppose there is no time like the present to learn such things,” he muttered to himself, letting his hand wander to the tent created under the sheets by his protrusion.
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(The previous night)
Gaara leaned down to Sakura and just like she had done before, placed his lips on hers. Electricity buzzed through his mind and his stomach felt strange and fluttery. Her lips were so soft, nothing like his desert chapped mouth. He felt strangely embarrassed knowing that she had to kiss this roughness and wondered if she liked kissing him as much as he liked kissing her. He heard and felt as Sakura let a small moan out, making his abdominal muscles tighten unconsciously. He pressed against her and wrapped his arm instinctively around her waist. He could feel her warmth against him. This was an entirely new experience for Gaara. People rarely touched him, let alone allowed him to embrace them. He wasn't surprised that Sakura bore no signs of repulsion or fear. She had stood up to him in battle on more than one occasion, proving herself to be a fierce fighter as well as brilliant in combat. There was one more thing that he would have to add to her list of admirable qualities…she was also extremely beautiful.
Sakura's soft pink locks had been cut short when she was younger, but over the years had grown and now fell low against her back. With his arms around her waist he could feel the ends tickle his fingers when she repositioned her head. Gaara groaned when Sakura suckled his lower lip. She was very good at this, but he was a fast learner and returned the favor, making Sakura hum beneath his lips in little murmurs and moans. He was fully unprepared when she ran her tongue along his lips. Gaara started to pull back with a gasp, but Sakura used this to her advantage and her tongue was suddenly in his mouth. If he had not thought it against better judgment he might have bit her in retaliation. Gaara soon found himself glad that he had allowed her to continue as she massaged his tongue with hers and inviting him into her mouth where she suckled on it like she had his lips.
Gaara couldn't think straight, his mind was fuzzy and gave him the feeling of going haywire. He felt himself grind up against the young woman instinctually, realizing that he was very aroused. He pulled away quickly, leaving Sakura whimpering at his retreat. “I am sorry, I do not think I can do this.” Gaara started backpedaling and fell into the chair he had been sitting in. “I feel…I feel…” Sakura watched as a panicked look overtook Gaara's face, one that told her that he was scared. She waited for him to calm a bit and then sunk her knees beside him and very carefully laid a hand on his shoulder. He immediately shrugged it off and clutched his hands to his head. “I do not like feeling out of control.”
“I'm sorry, Gaara. I didn't mean for his to happen,” Sakura whispered. “I just wanted to show you how nice it could be. Would you like to be alone?”
Sakura waited several moments without a reply from the terrified man. She took that as a yes and stood up to leave. Gaara, who had regained much of his composure in the minute of silence, finally found his voice, “I do not wish for you to leave, but I think it better that you do.” Sakura nodded to him, giving a small smile as she reached for the door. “Sakura?”
“Yes Gaara?”
“I wish for you to be one that I am intimate with, but I cannot…not yet.”
“When you are ready, you know where I am, just find me.” Sakura put on her sandals, opened the Uchiha mansion door, and walked outside into the cool night air. She was secretly grateful that it had ended there, she would have let Gaara do anything to her that he pleased. And like him, Sakura was a bit unsure of taking that next step. The one thing she knew for certain was that Gaara had slipped under her radar undetected and taken her completely by surprise. She had never had another man, except maybe for Naruto, whose kiss had this kind of effect on her.
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(back to the morning after)
Gaara warily touched himself as he was informed to do. He let his hand slide up and down the silky hardness with gentle caresses. He wasn't sure exactly what he was supposed to achieve, but was becoming more assured with each fleeting moment he gripped himself. He soon found that one of the most sensitive areas was the very tip of his cock which was leaking a white milky fluid that the book he read had called pre-cum. The book had mentioned that was a natural lubricant and he hesitantly rubbed it down his stiff shaft, making it slick and easier to move between gripped fingers. He also liked the area right around the ridge of his head. Gaara tugged a bit harder on that area when his hand moved around it. He wished that it would have been Sakura's hand massaging his length and closed his eyes and pictured the elegant woman fisting him quickly. His hips began to push himself through his hand faster, and his arm also picked up the pace. “Sakura…” he murmured increasing speed again, “Sakura…Sakur…” Gaara's face wrinkled and he felt his groin tighten and shot spurts of liquid onto his hand and the sheets, the convulsions didn't stop as a another wave pulled from him as he arched back, letting the seed this time cover his chest. He lay there worn and very satisfied for a few minutes. Gaara now understood many of his friend's and sibling's obsessions with sex, it was mind-blowing and numbing…and this had only been with himself.
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Naruto looked as though he was going to cry. “You have no idea what I had to promise Kakashi-sensei and that old hag Tsunade what I would do if they returned these. I think I'm going to run away like Sasuke did. Being a missing nin has to be better than the things I'm going to have to endure.” The blonde offered up the last two pictures, one of them with a little heart drawn around Gaara's penis and the other so worn that it put Sasuke and Sakura's former pictures to shame. Gaara was certain that he didn't want to know which picture had belonged to which owner, because both disturbed him completely.
Gaara looked amused at his deflated friend's attitude. Naruto had completely resigned himself to the idea of never eating anything but instant ramen again (which wasn't an absolutely horrible fate considering it WAS Naruto). Gaara patted the blonde once on the back in an uncharacteristic way and picked up his small pack and gourd. He waved farewell and started for his village, he had been unable to find either Sasuke or Sakura in the morning to tell them goodbye. Gaara felt a bit relieved when at the gates he saw a familiar flash of pink waiting directly outside the wall and knew that Sakura was there.
“Have a safe trip,” she told him with a sad smile.
“I will, be careful on any upcoming missions.” There was much more he wanted to say, but knew that he wasn't ready. There were things that he wasn't even ready to admit he felt. “I am serious, someday I will be ready, and I will come for you.”
“I hope that day comes soon, Gaara.” She turned to leave, but Gaara grabbed her arm. He laid down the gourd and his pack and pulled her close to him, kissing her lightly but thoroughly, not allowing it to get too deep or intense for him. Though he tried it didn't stop the butterflies in his stomach or the fuzzy feeling in his head and he pulled away with a smirk painted across his lips.
He left her with words that were a throwback to the days of his youth, too assuming and far too possessive. “Sakura, you are mine and I am yours, remember this. I will return.”
She grinned as she watched him walk off, not sure what to make of the odd situation. She noticed a letter on the ground with her name beautifully calligraphied on the outside. Carefully opening it, she nearly fainted when she saw what it contained. It was one of the nude pictures of Gaara with a note carefully written on the back that mimicked what he had said just minutes ago…”You are mine and I am yours”…and underneath in a hurried scribble “Please send a picture of yourself via messenger…preferably like mine. I will need it to remind myself that I once kissed such a beauty.” For a man who had no experience with relationships at all, Gaara certainly knew the right things to say. Sakura wandered back into town, trying to determine what nude pose would best please a Kazekage.
THE END
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Lemon Drops: Hi everybody, I'm here with a little Q&A. First I have Kakashi with me. So which picture was your? The one that was used to death or the heart penis pic?
Kakashi: That information is classified.
Lemon Drops: Oh come on, everyone wants to know. We know from my fic Realization that you like the penis, so stop teasing and tell us.
Tsunade: I just want everyone to know that I'm not one of those stupid women that draw hearts on everything.
Kakashi: grrrrr….
Tsunade: Stop growling Kakashi, I even have your sharpie here. Further evidence of your heart drawing ways.
Sasuke: What the hell happened to my sheets in the guest bedroom?
Gaara: Um…my sand ripped them to shreds and I threw them away. Sorry
Sasuke: Oh.
Gaara: Did you alleviate your arousal from last night?
Sasuke: You…knew? *faints dead away*
Naruto: I for one can prove that it was Kakashi-sensei (drops his pants and underwear) SEE! (Naruto's punishment…a big heart drawn around his you know what)
Kakashi: Grrr…this is why I hate you Lemon Drops. (moves to attack)
Lemon Drops: Dear God, not the Kunai…ACK!!!!!!
Thank you for reading, I really appreciate it. You are all the bestest!!!
A/N's: This fic will actually be inserted into Realization as a flashback. If you are looking for the Sakura/Gaara thing to actually pan out go and read that fic in a few weeks, cause it WILL eventually happen. :) This is however the last chapter for this, and there is only solo action going on. Hope you aren't too mad.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and do not make money off of this fic. Naruto is property of Masashi Kishimoto, give him love...buy his works.
CHAPTER BEGIN
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Gaara sat in his bedroom after waking in the morning. He hadn't slept well at all last night. Besides his normal insomniac tendencies, Gaara also found himself daydreaming about a close friend. The morning seemed harsh after so little sleep, and he was afflicted by stiffness between his legs that throbbed with each pulse of his heartbeat. Gaara tried to ignore it and let his mind wander to the previous night. Thoughts of the beautiful woman he had kissed entered his head. This left him with a very peculiar side effect…instead of distracting him from his problem, thoughts of Sakura left his erection hardening and aching more instead of dying away. “I suppose there is no time like the present to learn such things,” he muttered to himself, letting his hand wander to the tent created under the sheets by his protrusion.
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(The previous night)
Gaara leaned down to Sakura and just like she had done before, placed his lips on hers. Electricity buzzed through his mind and his stomach felt strange and fluttery. Her lips were so soft, nothing like his desert chapped mouth. He felt strangely embarrassed knowing that she had to kiss this roughness and wondered if she liked kissing him as much as he liked kissing her. He heard and felt as Sakura let a small moan out, making his abdominal muscles tighten unconsciously. He pressed against her and wrapped his arm instinctively around her waist. He could feel her warmth against him. This was an entirely new experience for Gaara. People rarely touched him, let alone allowed him to embrace them. He wasn't surprised that Sakura bore no signs of repulsion or fear. She had stood up to him in battle on more than one occasion, proving herself to be a fierce fighter as well as brilliant in combat. There was one more thing that he would have to add to her list of admirable qualities…she was also extremely beautiful.
Sakura's soft pink locks had been cut short when she was younger, but over the years had grown and now fell low against her back. With his arms around her waist he could feel the ends tickle his fingers when she repositioned her head. Gaara groaned when Sakura suckled his lower lip. She was very good at this, but he was a fast learner and returned the favor, making Sakura hum beneath his lips in little murmurs and moans. He was fully unprepared when she ran her tongue along his lips. Gaara started to pull back with a gasp, but Sakura used this to her advantage and her tongue was suddenly in his mouth. If he had not thought it against better judgment he might have bit her in retaliation. Gaara soon found himself glad that he had allowed her to continue as she massaged his tongue with hers and inviting him into her mouth where she suckled on it like she had his lips.
Gaara couldn't think straight, his mind was fuzzy and gave him the feeling of going haywire. He felt himself grind up against the young woman instinctually, realizing that he was very aroused. He pulled away quickly, leaving Sakura whimpering at his retreat. “I am sorry, I do not think I can do this.” Gaara started backpedaling and fell into the chair he had been sitting in. “I feel…I feel…” Sakura watched as a panicked look overtook Gaara's face, one that told her that he was scared. She waited for him to calm a bit and then sunk her knees beside him and very carefully laid a hand on his shoulder. He immediately shrugged it off and clutched his hands to his head. “I do not like feeling out of control.”
“I'm sorry, Gaara. I didn't mean for his to happen,” Sakura whispered. “I just wanted to show you how nice it could be. Would you like to be alone?”
Sakura waited several moments without a reply from the terrified man. She took that as a yes and stood up to leave. Gaara, who had regained much of his composure in the minute of silence, finally found his voice, “I do not wish for you to leave, but I think it better that you do.” Sakura nodded to him, giving a small smile as she reached for the door. “Sakura?”
“Yes Gaara?”
“I wish for you to be one that I am intimate with, but I cannot…not yet.”
“When you are ready, you know where I am, just find me.” Sakura put on her sandals, opened the Uchiha mansion door, and walked outside into the cool night air. She was secretly grateful that it had ended there, she would have let Gaara do anything to her that he pleased. And like him, Sakura was a bit unsure of taking that next step. The one thing she knew for certain was that Gaara had slipped under her radar undetected and taken her completely by surprise. She had never had another man, except maybe for Naruto, whose kiss had this kind of effect on her.
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(back to the morning after)
Gaara warily touched himself as he was informed to do. He let his hand slide up and down the silky hardness with gentle caresses. He wasn't sure exactly what he was supposed to achieve, but was becoming more assured with each fleeting moment he gripped himself. He soon found that one of the most sensitive areas was the very tip of his cock which was leaking a white milky fluid that the book he read had called pre-cum. The book had mentioned that was a natural lubricant and he hesitantly rubbed it down his stiff shaft, making it slick and easier to move between gripped fingers. He also liked the area right around the ridge of his head. Gaara tugged a bit harder on that area when his hand moved around it. He wished that it would have been Sakura's hand massaging his length and closed his eyes and pictured the elegant woman fisting him quickly. His hips began to push himself through his hand faster, and his arm also picked up the pace. “Sakura…” he murmured increasing speed again, “Sakura…Sakur…” Gaara's face wrinkled and he felt his groin tighten and shot spurts of liquid onto his hand and the sheets, the convulsions didn't stop as a another wave pulled from him as he arched back, letting the seed this time cover his chest. He lay there worn and very satisfied for a few minutes. Gaara now understood many of his friend's and sibling's obsessions with sex, it was mind-blowing and numbing…and this had only been with himself.
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Naruto looked as though he was going to cry. “You have no idea what I had to promise Kakashi-sensei and that old hag Tsunade what I would do if they returned these. I think I'm going to run away like Sasuke did. Being a missing nin has to be better than the things I'm going to have to endure.” The blonde offered up the last two pictures, one of them with a little heart drawn around Gaara's penis and the other so worn that it put Sasuke and Sakura's former pictures to shame. Gaara was certain that he didn't want to know which picture had belonged to which owner, because both disturbed him completely.
Gaara looked amused at his deflated friend's attitude. Naruto had completely resigned himself to the idea of never eating anything but instant ramen again (which wasn't an absolutely horrible fate considering it WAS Naruto). Gaara patted the blonde once on the back in an uncharacteristic way and picked up his small pack and gourd. He waved farewell and started for his village, he had been unable to find either Sasuke or Sakura in the morning to tell them goodbye. Gaara felt a bit relieved when at the gates he saw a familiar flash of pink waiting directly outside the wall and knew that Sakura was there.
“Have a safe trip,” she told him with a sad smile.
“I will, be careful on any upcoming missions.” There was much more he wanted to say, but knew that he wasn't ready. There were things that he wasn't even ready to admit he felt. “I am serious, someday I will be ready, and I will come for you.”
“I hope that day comes soon, Gaara.” She turned to leave, but Gaara grabbed her arm. He laid down the gourd and his pack and pulled her close to him, kissing her lightly but thoroughly, not allowing it to get too deep or intense for him. Though he tried it didn't stop the butterflies in his stomach or the fuzzy feeling in his head and he pulled away with a smirk painted across his lips.
He left her with words that were a throwback to the days of his youth, too assuming and far too possessive. “Sakura, you are mine and I am yours, remember this. I will return.”
She grinned as she watched him walk off, not sure what to make of the odd situation. She noticed a letter on the ground with her name beautifully calligraphied on the outside. Carefully opening it, she nearly fainted when she saw what it contained. It was one of the nude pictures of Gaara with a note carefully written on the back that mimicked what he had said just minutes ago…”You are mine and I am yours”…and underneath in a hurried scribble “Please send a picture of yourself via messenger…preferably like mine. I will need it to remind myself that I once kissed such a beauty.” For a man who had no experience with relationships at all, Gaara certainly knew the right things to say. Sakura wandered back into town, trying to determine what nude pose would best please a Kazekage.
THE END
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Lemon Drops: Hi everybody, I'm here with a little Q&A. First I have Kakashi with me. So which picture was your? The one that was used to death or the heart penis pic?
Kakashi: That information is classified.
Lemon Drops: Oh come on, everyone wants to know. We know from my fic Realization that you like the penis, so stop teasing and tell us.
Tsunade: I just want everyone to know that I'm not one of those stupid women that draw hearts on everything.
Kakashi: grrrrr….
Tsunade: Stop growling Kakashi, I even have your sharpie here. Further evidence of your heart drawing ways.
Sasuke: What the hell happened to my sheets in the guest bedroom?
Gaara: Um…my sand ripped them to shreds and I threw them away. Sorry
Sasuke: Oh.
Gaara: Did you alleviate your arousal from last night?
Sasuke: You…knew? *faints dead away*
Naruto: I for one can prove that it was Kakashi-sensei (drops his pants and underwear) SEE! (Naruto's punishment…a big heart drawn around his you know what)
Kakashi: Grrr…this is why I hate you Lemon Drops. (moves to attack)
Lemon Drops: Dear God, not the Kunai…ACK!!!!!!
Thank you for reading, I really appreciate it. You are all the bestest!!!