Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Together With You: A Gaara Story ❯ A Kiss and Gaara's Request ( Chapter 10 )

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Recap:

Kankuro smiled. “We could have lost him...One more day and...” he sighed with a tear falling. He quickly wiped it away and sighed. He replaced the sad expression he had for a grin and headed home to Temari.

 

 

Chapter 10: A Kiss and Gaara's Request

 

Shiruki woke up to a warm breath on her collarbone. Her eyes fluttered open, still groggy with sleep, and her attention was directed downwards where she found Gaara sleeping peacefully. Her eyes widened. His arm lay protectively across her stomach, his hand on her left shoulder, fingers curled around it. His other arm, he was laying on. Her arm was around his back and her other randomly at her side. Her back was slightly arched as she laid on Gaara's arm. His breathing was even. She looked at his face and melted at the sight. Nothing in the world was more beautiful than his content, relaxed expression he had now. Pure innocence and contentment. Something she hadn't seen since he was little. It was blank of all worry, glare, or any other troubling emotions. `Beautiful,' Shiruki thought to herself. She'd never seen Gaara so at peace before. Not even when they were kids. “Gaara,” she whispered. She gently ran the back of her hand across his cheek and smiled at how soft his skin was. She felt warmth on her neck and a slight movement and she shivered. An ever so soft chuckle was heard and she blushed. “Morning,” she whispered gently, caressing his neck with her fingertips.

 

“Already?” he grinned. He joked, causing Shiruki to giggle. Grinning again, Gaara sat up. He sighed and looked back at Shiruki. His eyes wideend and he quickly made hand gestures. He pressed his fingers to her chest and cancelled the jutsu. Light shone and dissipated. He sighed again; this time in relief. That was too close. He knew not how long the “demon” symbol had gone without the circle, but it still didn't hurt to hurry and cancel it before Shiruki's Neko was released.

 

Shiruki sighed and quickly sat up to check Gaara's symbol. She pulled his shirt down and saw the circle start to fade. She lazily did the gestures and touched her fingers to the mark. It disappeared and Shiruki smiled, knowing Shukkaku would not be released. She got up after kissing him and lingering on his lips. She stretched and just then, Tsunade came in. “I see you cancelled the marks. Perfect. Thanks for being the guinea pigs. You're free to go,” she smirked as she left.

 

Shiruki was startled at first when Tsunade came in, but then she rolled her eyes at her statement, calling them “guinea pigs.” They didn't come here for her own perosnal experiments. They were not test subjects. They were not some creatures to be examined. Shiruki's arms dropped as her thoughts only got more intense. “That woman's infuriating beyond belief!” she growled. She looked over to the dresser and noticed clothes. They were Suna's sand clothes. She raised an eyebrow and looked at the note, reading it aloud:

“Gaara and Shiru...

Wear these and come back home...

Temari.”

“Well, I'll be damned,” she grinned. She set the note aside and held up her outfit. “Even got the color right,” she smiled. She turned to Gaara. “I'll be back. Shower,” she said with a small blush, going off to the bathroom with her clothes. Gaara went into the other bathroom silently.

 

Minutes later, Gaara emerged with a towel around his waist. He walked into the room he and Shiruki had previously shared and saw her sitting on the windowsill in her outfit, reminding him of himself back home. He grinned and quickly grabbed his clothes, going into Shiruki's bathroom.

 

Shiruki caught a glimpse of Gaara as he went into the bathroom. He looked so attractive right now. His wet red hair hanging in his eyes, with his icy blue eyes contrasting beautifully. Water droplets rolled gracefully down his lean body. She saw part of where his pelvic region dipped leading to something else. The towel was draped off his hips, holding it in the front. His legs were bare and as was his chest. Pure bliss. It was simply gorgeous. Her own personal god. Not a flaw on him. His abs were perfectly toned and she could see the muscles in his arms. Though he had Shukkaku, she could tell he still worked out. It should be a crime to look that good. But then, Gaara would not exist if it were a crime. She blushed at remembering his naked form and wished she could run her hands over his chest and stomach. She stood as soon as she heard the bathroom door open. She straightened her clothes. Temari had brought her a dark red outfit. The top had a chunk missing from the shoulders, exposing the flawless, delicate body parts. The sleeves were long and tight around her arms. The bottom of the outfit, hung to her ankles with slits on both sides up to her upper thights, revealing tight black mesh on her thighs that stopped two inches abover her knees. The outfit clung to her body perfectly, showing off her perfect feminine curves. To complete the look, Shiruki tied a sash around her hips, letting it dangle down her right leg. Bandages and kunai carrier tied to her left.

 

Gaara emerged from the bathroom and saw Shiruki stand. She appeared to be in a daze. His arms were crossed over his chest as he inspected her outfit, seeing her inspect his. He donned a similar outfit except the split was in the front up to his stomach, revealing baggy black pants. He wore no mesh. Only a grey vest. His sleeves were long and clung down his muscular arms, looping on his middle fingers, like Shiruki's. His hair was somewhat dry. He grinned, earning a blush from Shiruki. He was thinking the same as her. They both took pleasure in the other's outfit.

 

Shiruki smiled and walked up to him. He looked down at her, curious as to what her next action would be. She just stared adoringly into his eyes. Gaara, feeling a little self conscious, spoke up. “What?” he asked, confused at why she was staring and found her gaze penetrating as if he had revealed his most intimate parts to her.

 

This made Shiruki giggle. She put her arms around his neck, gentle as can be, and brought his forehead to hers, causing him to uncross his arms and hang limply at his sides. When their foreheads touched, Shiruki closed her eyes. She was in heaven. Nothing could ruin this moment with Gaara. The look on her face was that of joy and contentment. After a few minutes of staring at her unmoving form, Gaara'e eyes drifted shut and his arms wound lightly around her waist, pulling her closer to him, loving the sensation the contact brought him. It was immeasurable and he loved every minute of it. He opened his eyes and saw Shiruki's staring longingly into his. She tilted her head upwards so her lips brushed delicately over his, resembling that of a butterfly kiss. “I love you so much, Gaara,” she whispered before pressing her lips to his in a loving kiss. His eyes widened at her gesture. After a couple of seconds, Shiruki pulled away. She smiled at Gaara's face. It was shocked and innocent. Like he didn't understand what had happened but he wanted it to happen again. She ran the back of her hand over his cheek and Gaara relaxed. He leaned closer and Shiruki did as well with a sweet smile. Their lips touched once again. Gaara's hold on her tightened a little. His hands ran up hr back, causing her to shiver. He broke the kiss, but not yet pulling away entirely. Their lips barely touched as they stared into each other's eyes. Shiruki saw a plea, a begging, a longing in Gaara's eyes. “Gaara-“

 

“Don't...” he said quietly. After a few seconds, he regained his voice with a deep inhale. “Don't ever leave me.” It was more of a plea than a command. Either way, Shiruki was too happy to care.

 

Shiruki's eyes watered at what he was suggesting. She shook her head and smiled. “Never,” she whispered against his swollen lips. “Never again, Gaara.”

 

Gaara touched her cheek with his fingertips. He pulled away a little to stare at her face. Her lips were red from the kiss. His expression was blank. As he stared, it looked as if he were contemplating her words, as if registering them and engraving them in his mind. Then, as he satred deeper, seeing the love and admiraton she had for him, his lips curved ever so slowly in a beautiful smile.

 

 

TBC

 

 

A/N: aww...so cute....anyways...next chapter is a lemon ^_~ if you don't know the pairing...slap yourself now.....anyways...next chapter wil be out soon ^^ and sorry for the chapter being so short...was running off of a couple of hours of sleep when i started. And then when i finally woke up *16 hours later* i couldn't think of anything else to add....so....the resulting chapter. Anyways, next chapter will be longer ^^ R&R