Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Hot Sand ❯ Gaara's Big Mouth ( Chapter 7 )

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.

 

A/N: Another extra update…so soon too. I hope you people are happy about it.

 

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BEGIN CHAPTER

 

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After her bath Sakura found a nemaki robe placed out on her bed by the housekeeping staff. She smiled at the pretty pattern and embroidered design on it and put the sleeping garment on, further enjoying the hospitable nature of Gaara and his home. It was soft and light and just warm enough that Sakura knew she would enjoy a wonderful night's sleep in her large bed which had light silky sheets and light comforter made for the cool fall nights in Suna. The pink-haired woman was just about to crawl into bed when there was a knocking at her door. Assuming that it was Naruto coming to speak with her or more maid service Sakura ran to answer it and found Kankuro waiting for her on the other side.

 

 

Kankuro didn't say anything at first, only looked at Sakura with lustful eyes that told the Leaf kunoichi that the puppet-nin had definitely come looking for a booty-call.

 

 

“I missed you,” Kankuro whispered, pushing his way into the room and placing his hands on Sakura's shoulders lightly, but not moving any further than that.

 

 

Sakura didn't really know what to say in return. She wanted to tell him that she missed him too or perhaps just pull him over to the bed and let Kankuro do whatever he so desired to her…but remembering her vow to give up lecherous men Sakura only murmured a soft, “Hello, Kankuro.”

 

 

Kankuro removed one of his hands from Sakura's shoulder and shut the door that was behind him. Sakura sighed and looked at her feet…she wasn't looking forward to having to kick him out. Kankuro pulled back and reached into his pocket, taking out a small long box. “This is for you,” he told her with a smile.

 

 

Sakura's eyes rose from the floor and crept to the box in the man's hand as she eyed it cautiously, “What is it?”

 

 

“Open it and find out,” he told Sakura nudging it in into the woman's fingers. “I made it for you.”

 

 

Sakura grinned slightly as she undid a silk ribbon that was tied in a bow and opened up the giftbox. Inside was a beautiful miniature version of herself made out of a warm toned wood that was smooth and polished. The details were divine and obviously painstakingly carved. There were joints and strings attached, and as Sakura picked it up to examine it closer she realized that it was a tiny marionette. “This is amazing Kankuro, thank you.”

 

 

Kankuro leaned in and kissed her forehead lightly, running one of his hands through Sakura's still moist hair. His lips lingered on her skin, and she noted that though he wasn't wearing the kabuki paint, his lips weren't chapped in the slightest. This thought made her smile, he either had found another method to protect himself from the sun or had removed the unsightly paint for her. A shudder ran through her spine as Sakura felt the heat seeping from Kankuro into her, because the man was only inches from her body and creeping closer every second that passed.

 

 

“Kankuro…” Sakura started, but was swiftly interrupted by the Suna man.

 

 

“I've missed you very much,” he murmured against her skin, his lips so close to her that Sakura felt the warm air of each word as he spoke.

 

 

“Please Kankuro…” Sakura said sadly, “I was just about to go to sleep.”

 

 

“Oh.”

 

 

The surprise and hurt in the man's voice was evident as he understood that Sakura wanted him to leave. Pulling back a bit Kankuro looked at Sakura as she kept her gaze on the floor. “Did I do something wrong?”

 

 

Sakura swallowed a lump in her throat and ran her fingers across the doll that was still in her hands. “No, not at all…it was just a very long trip and I'm extremely tired,” she murmured.

 

 

“Oh,” came Kankuro's response again, this time a little less disappointment lingering in his voice. “Well, good night then Sakura. Um…Sakura…can I take you out to breakfast tomorrow?”

 

 

Sakura was going to say no…she was going to be firm and refuse Kankuro before this situation got any further out of hand. He was giving her gifts for Kami's sake and kissing her sweetly and making her feel things that Sakura didn't wish to feel for a man that was just going to leave her eventually. She was going to say no…”Yes, that sounds nice,” Sakura heard herself say.

 

 

Kankuro let out a big sigh and grinned, obviously thinking that he hadn't been refused and the reason why Sakura was asking him to leave was simply because she was tired. “I'll come back at eight in the morning, unless you want more time to sleep?”

 

 

“No, eight will be fine,” Sakura told him with a forced smile, one that she knew was too fake and too sugary, but Kankuro didn't seem to notice.

 

 

Kankuro leaned in and kissed her on the cheek and then stroked the place where his lips had just touched her skin lightly with his fingers. “Good night,” he whispered in her ear before turning around and letting himself out.

 

 

Sakura held her breath for a good minute, watching the door that had just closed with watery eyes until her brain demanded oxygen and ordered her lungs to expend the air she was trapping within them. With a loud sigh which was quickly followed by Sakura attempting to suck new air into her chest, but feeling too trapped to breath properly. Sakura found herself sputtering and nearly hyperventilating. This was bad…very bad. Waiting several minutes to make sure that Kankuro was gone Sakura snuck into the hall and hurried to Naruto's room.

 

 

Knocking loudly on the door Sakura was nearly in tears as she tried listening for sounds, realizing that she might be interrupting something. Silence was the predominant sound coming from the room when Sakura leaned closer to the door to try and tell if Naruto was even inside. The door opened suddenly, revealing a shirtless Kazekage who was wearing only boxers and looking at her with a slightly aggravated expression.

 

 

“What do you need?” Gaara asked in a tone that spelled his annoyance.

 

 

“I need to talk to Naruto, but I can see that you two are busy…I'll come back…” Sakura realized that there really wasn't a time before her breakfast date with Kankuro that she could return. “Please just tell him that I need to talk to him before seven tomorrow morning, Gaara. Can you do that, please?”

 

 

Gaara grinned a devious type of smirk at Sakura, “You did not interrupt anything. He is only sleeping, Sakura. Do you want me to wake him?”

 

 

“Could you?” she said, turning away as tears danced in the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill.

 

 

Gaara motioned her to come in and Sakura followed. The room was dark and Naruto was passed out asleep underneath the covers of the guest-bed. Gaara walked over to his sleeping partner, “Sakura is here and she wants to speak with you.”

 

The Kazekage gently nudged the sleeping blonde until he woke, grinning up at the red-haired man standing above him and then attempting to pull Gaara down into the bed. Apparently Naruto hadn't heard the part about Sakura being in the room.

 

 

“No,” Gaara told Naruto firmly pushing the hands that were slinking around Gaara's leg away. “Sakura is here, she wishes to speak with you.”

 

 

Naruto looked over to a dimly lit area of the room and saw a silhouette of his friend, then turning to Gaara and quietly muttering, “Thanks, I'm naked.”

 

 

“Last time she was here you brought her to me while I was naked. I figured you would not care,” Gaara said returning to his spot on the other side of the bed and crawling under the covers to sleep again. Naruto motioned for Sakura to wait a moment as he reached down to the floor and found his underwear…decent enough for Sakura he figured. Sakura turned away in what Naruto figured was her giving him time to dress, but instead it was to hide the tears that had started to trickle down her face.

 

 

They were sleeping together…sleeping…not screwing…just slumbering like a couple that cared about each other enough to want to be in the same room as they dreamt, Sakura thought to herself. Why can't I have something like that?

 

 

“Sakura?” Naruto asked with a worried tone as he walked over to her. “Is everything okay?”

 

 

Sakura shook her head furiously. “Why did you make me come here with you?” she sobbed.

 

 

“Why did I what?” Naruto asked confused, realizing that she was crying quite hard.

 

 

“So I could see what I don't have…so I can spend a few days with that man until he drops me just like Kakashi did. Why Naruto?” Sakura blubbered.

 

 

“What man? Kakashi? Sakura…I brought you with me so you could have a good time. Are you talking about Kankuro?”

 

 

Sakura nodded and brought one of her hands to her eyes and wiped away irate tears and then lowering the hand to her mouth where she bit nervously on a fingernail.

 

 

“What does my brother have to do with your being upset?” Gaara asked from across the room.

 

 

Sakura hadn't realized that Gaara was listening in on her and Naruto's conversation and hastily turned toward the door, considering leaving until Naruto placed a strong hand on her shoulder, stopping Sakura's forward movement. Turning his head toward Gaara, Naruto gave his lover a look with furrowed brows and shook his head once, revealing that he wanted Gaara to be quiet. The Kazekage did not take the hint.

 

 

“What did my brother do?” Gaara repeated. “If he hurt you I will speak with him and…”

 

 

Naruto watched as Gaara didn't finish his statement, only smirked in the most evil of ways that spelled that Kankuro would receive some sort of physical retribution for mistreating Sakura.

 

 

“He gave me this,” Sakura told Naruto and Gaara, handing her blonde friend the marionette that Kankuro had crafted.

 

 

“You're upset because he gave you a gift?” Naruto asked with a perplexed expression.

 

 

“So he gave you the doll?” Gaara asked, getting up from the bed and walking toward the two. “I did not think that he would have the courage to give it to you.”

 

 

“You knew about this?” Sakura asked the Kazekage.

 

 

“Of course,” the red-haired Suna leader replied. “He has been working on it for weeks, always talking about you and getting tiny wood chips all over my office…I hate it when he carves those damn things during meetings. I suppose it did keep his mind preoccupied.”

 

 

Both Naruto and Sakura raised confused eyebrows at Gaara, non-verbally asking for further explanation, but receiving none. Naruto rubbed Sakura's back lightly and Gaara found his vest, pulling a handkerchief out for Sakura to use to dry her eyes. Sakura took it gratefully and dried the remaining tears before blowing her nose into the material. Gaara gave her a disgusted look and the told her to keep it.

 

 

“What did you mean by preoccupied?” Naruto whispered to Gaara as Sakura blew her nose again.

 

 

Gaara still not realizing that Naruto was trying to be subtle replied simply in an audible tone that even Sakura could hear, “My idiot brother has been abstaining for some reason and it is driving me insane. He uses crafting puppets to keep himself busy and his mind off of things…away from women. He was waiting for Sakura to return.”

 

 

Sakura looked at the Kazekage with complete shock and Naruto had the same expression painted on his face until he started nervously laughing and shoving Gaara away from Sakura, hissing things at his boyfriend about the Kazekage not being funny at all.

 

 

“It is not a joke. My brother is in love with her, and so he waited. What is so unusual about that?” Gaara asked confused and rather loud…loud enough for Sakura to once again overhear.

 

 

“Kankuro…what?” Sakura mumbled as the room seemed to spin and she felt very woozy. Looking for a place to sit down, but not finding one, Sakura slumped against the door that was behind her.

 

 

“Well, he has not said so, but it is very obvious. He mopes around and talks about you all the time…pining after you at every opportunity…it is very annoying,” Gaara iterated.

 

 

Naruto herded Gaara over to the bed and pointed at it with a slightly angry look. One that confused Gaara as the Kazekage sat on the edge of the bed. “No more…quiet,” Naruto told him, causing Gaara to squinch his eyes at the blond.

 

“I'm having breakfast with him tomorrow…I don't know if I should,” Sakura whispered, trying to hold back another wave of tears.

 

 

“Yes, you should. It's only breakfast, and if what he says is true…” Naruto said shooting Gaara a dirty look, “…it might be worth your while. How do you feel about him, Sakura? By the way you are reacting I think that you like him quite a bit. Give Kankuro a chance.”

 

 

“I don't want to get hurt again. I'm tired of getting hurt, Naruto.”

 

 

“My brother will not hurt you or I will hurt him,” Gaara hissed, breaking Naruto's order of silence. “I will go speak to him about it now.”

 

 

Both Naruto and Sakura turned to Gaara to protest, but in a flurry of sand the Kazekage and his clothing were gone. Naruto smirked, knowing that there would be no more worries about Kankuro using or hurting Sakura. If Kankuro decided to continue pursuing his friend it would be with only the purest of intentions…Gaara would see to that.

 

 

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END OF CHAPTER

 

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A/N's shorter chapter, but it's another extra, so you people really can't complain that much. And yes, Kankuro has only good intentions aimed for Sakura…Gaara hit the mark right on the money. Hee-hee. A little too unrealistic perhaps since I wrote that Kankuro stopped women completely you say…well, there is a bit more to the story. It is humorous and will come out in the next chapter.

 

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