Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Together With You: A Gaara Story ❯ I Am Yours, You Are Mine ( Chapter 13 )

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Recap:

Gaara tried to catch his breath. All this was too much for him to handle but he loved every minute of it. He kissed her softly and caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. “I love you, Shiruki,” he whispered before pulling out and kissing her again. Gaara laid between Shiruki's delicate legs and kissed her lovingly. Nothing Kankuro said made it seem this good. It was a better experience for Gaara to do it than listen to his perverted brother explain, and god forbid, show him. They laid in each other's arms, kissing lovingly. “More than you'll ever know,” he whispered to her. Their bodies were entwined together. This experience sealed their relationship in ways they had only dreamed. They experienced their first intimate moment with each other. That was enough for either of them

 

 

Chapter 13: I Am Yours, You Are Mine

 

Shiruki laid cuddled against Gaara's naked form, trying to steady her breathing, as well as her heartbeat. Her body shivered next to his, still trying to wrap her mind around the intimate moment they just shared. It was all too amazing. Gaara's affection for her ran deeper than she thought. He was perfect. She blushed shyly as he stroked her bare back, breathing contently, whereas hers was staggered and short. She never dreamed of a moment so perfect. Everything was falling into place so quickly. It drove her crazy that this wonderful boy cared so much for her and he was all hers. Nothing could tear them apart. They were now connected in such a way their bond could not be broken no matter how much anyone else wanted. She looked at Gaara shyly to see him staring back. The look in his eyes was that of pure love and admiration, the look that she had constantly given him. She smiled a little and kissed his neck, feeling the still present sweat on her lips. Sweat ran from Shiruki's body, mingling with that of Gaara's. Hearing and feeling Shiruki's breathing shake from the excitement, he grinned. He had done that to her. He was the cause of her shaking so pleasureably next to him. “Are you alright?” he whispered.

 

Shiruki nodded weakly. “Yeah...just thinking...about what you said earlier,” she whispered into his neck. They laid on their sides facing each other. Gaara's arms were protectively wrapped around her fragile form and her arms were pulled tightly against herself with her hands and forearms resting on his muscular chest. Gaara gave her a quizzical look, lost as to what she meant. She giggled befor continuing. “When you said not to leave you,” she clarified, kissing his neck once more. Gaara's face lightened in understanding, but still held curiosity as to why she brought it up so suddenly. “I was thinking...” she smiled, kissing his lips tenderly. “It'd be impossible now,” she whispered against his lips.

 

Gaara grinned. “So...you're not leaving?” Shiruki shook her head. Gaara nodded and grinned mischievously. Shiruki looked at him curiously. Before she could speak, Gaara's lips touched hers, flipping her on her back with him on top of her. He heard her giggle before wrapping her arms around his neck lightly. He started to gently kiss and bite her neck, causing a knot to form in Shiruki's stomach.

 

Shiruki sighed and smiled in ecstacy. She pulled his head up so she could kiss his forehead symbol. In return, he kissed her neck softly. He kept kissing her neck and lowered his body onto hers, sweat mingling once again. “Gaara?” she paused. “I was thinking.” Gaara stopped and looked into her eyes, rubbing his thumbs ever so lightly over her cheeks. “Your `love' symbol...um...” she said with a blush.

 

Gaara saw her blush and he grinned. He knew from that blush what she wanted. “You want one,” he stated. Shiruki smiled and Gaara understood after she nodded. He grinned. “I...understand,” he whispered. Shiruki and he were both aware of what was to happen if he were to mark her with that symbol of his. It would bond them permanently. They were inseparable only in death. And from the looks of Shiruki, she was perfectly fine with that. And so was he.

 

Shiruki hugged Gaara tightly against her fragile form, loving the closeness of him. “How does it work?” she asked innocently, referring to how he got his mark and how he could possibly mark her.

 

Gaara couldn't help but snicker. He looked at her with a grin and gently moved the hair from her face. She smiled and stared up at him. “My sand...I used it to permanently imprint it on me. When I was younger...” he explained. “When I was younger...the only person I thought understood me...he attempted to kill me. Yashamaru...my uncle.” Shiruki's eyes widened. She never knew Gaara's past. It must have happened before she met him. Seeing her eyes widen, Gaara turned his head to the side to avoid her sympathetic stare. “The villagers...they saw me as a threat. They hated me. They still do. So...I used my sand to imprint this symbol on my forehead...” He looked at Shiruki seriously. “Shiruki...it's not a good thing to have on you. I created it to mean `a demon loving only himself.' Since no one loved me...” he said, looking away again. “I decided that I would love no one in return, except myself. I hated everyone. The only thing that kept me alive and made me even wish to live...was my desire to kill people.” He looked at her and saw her smiling at him wholeheartedly. His eyes widened at this.

 

Shiruki brought her hands to his cheeks and held his face in her hands. “You have changed,” she said simply. “You're not that way anymore...far from it. And...” she smiled deeper. “Even if you made that symbol of only loving yourself...it is still a part of you, Gaara. I want all of you. Just as you want all of me.” She pulled him closer when she saw tears form in his eyes. She kissed his tears away and rubbed her thumb across his cheek. “I love you. And I would be honored if you imprint your symbol on me.” Gaara's eyes widened and Shiruki blushed with a smile that showed nothing but love. “If you refuse, then it's alright. I'll understand. But...I don't consider it a bad thing. I think it'd bond us even closer than we are now.” She giggled.

 

Gaara looked away. “You...you are not some possession,” he said as if she were trying to say that this mark would show that she belonged to him and no one else. “You are free to do as-“

 

Shiruki kissed his lips, cutting him off. Gaara gasped, giving Shiruki access to his mouth. She slipped her tongue in his mouth and Gaara hesitantly shut his eyes, kissing back. He leaned into her more and Shiruki pulled him as close as she could. Gaara broke the kiss for lack of air and stared at Shiruki. “I love you, Gaara,” she whispered. Gaara grinned and nodded.

 

“I love you...” he whispered back silently.

 

Shiruki smiled. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he sat up, dragging her with him. The blankets fell off of them and Shiruki shivered a little as she pressed her body against his. She purred as he rubbed her back affectionately. “Did it hurt?” she whispered.

 

Gaara rolled his eyes and grinned. Such an innocent question. “Pain? I am not familiar with that feeling,” he snickered.

 

Shiruki giggled. “Figures...alright,” she said with a bit of fear laced in her angellic voice.

 

Gaara sensed it, as well as heard it. He gently kissed her lips and Shiruki kissed back. Gaara had a plan. If he distracted her long enough, it would lessen the pain that she could possibly feel during the “marking.” He grinned against her lips and Shiruki looked at him oddly after breaking the kiss. He kissed her again and pulled her legs around his waist, lowering both of them back on the bed with Shiruki on her back. The kiss was more forceful and passionate than the last, causing Shiruki to moan irresistably in his mouth and submit to her lover. Perfect opportunity. He quickly brought his sand up and proceeded to mark her on the upper right side of her forehead and another near her pelvic region on her right hip. Feeling Shiruki tense beneath him, assuming it was pain, his tongue darted in her mouth and tapped it alongside hers. Their tongues danced together and he brought his hand down to her feminine warmth, where he teased it gently with his slender fingers. She arched into him and moaned again. Once the marking was done, he broke the kiss to admire his handy work. Shiruki laid there panting in arousal. Gaara grinned and played with her nub. The sensitive bundle of nerves that was for him and him only. He moved his finger in small circles over her clit. Her eyes snapped shut as she moaned and arched against him. Increasing his speed, he nibbled on her neck. He couldn't just leave her there unsatisfied. That would be teasing. They weren't at that stage yet. As his pace increased, Shiruki's thighs started to shake with her upcoming orgasm. She moaned one last time before coating his fingers with her nectar. He grinned and looked down at her as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm. He licked away her juices from his fingers and kissed her neck before sitting up to look at the mark on her pelivs. He grinned and moved the hair from her forehead to look at the forehead marking. He kissed it gently and Shiruki regained her breath. He brought his lips to her ear and grinned. “Satisfied?” he whispered, nibbling her ear momentarily.

 

Shiruki laughed breathlessly before inspecting her lower mark and blushing. She touched it and felt a wierd sensation jolt through her body. She blushed and laughed. “Personal enjoyment?” she challenged, referring to why the mark was so low.

 

Gaara grinned. “If Kankuro sees that, he will die,” he warned with a slight growl and sound of possession. “Or any other-“

 

Shiruki giggled and kissed him. “I know, I know. I'm yours.” An evil glint sparkled in her icy blue eyes as she looked into his. “And you are mine,” she grinned. Gaara grinned also and nodded. “So!” she squeaked happily.

 

Gaara sighed heavily after a few moments. “We must be getting back.” He didn't want to but he knew Temari was probably having a conniption fit. And Kankuro was probably having to hear the wrong end of it. No one deserved that...not even Kankuro the perverted shinobi.

 

Shiruki sighed and nodded. “Alright...I guess you're right,” she whined. She wanted to stay with him forever. But she was thinking the same as him. Poor Kankuro having to deal with a very frustrated Temari worrying about her younger brother. Must be nerve wracking.

 

Gaara got up and got her clothes for her. He noticed a sadness in her eyes. He went over to her and sat next to her. He held her chin in his hand, forcing her to look at him. “If it will please you...we...we could return here?” he asked, still trying to get used to the whole boyfriend thing.

 

Shiruki's face lit up like a tomatoe. “H-how often?” she asked, flustered all of a sudden. She was elated, yet embarrassed at the same time.

 

Gaara grinned. He pulled her face closer so their lips brushed against each other's. “Every night, if that is what it takes to make you happy,” he whispered before kissing her tenderly. He set her clothes on the bed and grabbed his own. “Shower and we will leave,” he said, lifting her into his arms and carrying her in the shower with him.

 

Minutes later, they both emerged from the shower. Gaara got dressed relatively quickly, face red from seeing Shiruki bathe. He watched Shiruki attempt to dress. She winced in pain as she dressed. Her lower body was in severe pain. But that was to be expected for her first time. She sighed as she finally regained herself. She saw a worried Gaara waiting for her and smiled. “I'm fine!” she smiled somewhat nervously. Kankuro and Temari would eventually find out about this. Especially with Shiruki's forehead marking that she took pride in. It linked her to Gaara. It was special to her. There were no words in the world that could express how much this one simple mark meant to her. With one last backwards glance of where they permanently sealed their relationship, Shiruki took Gaara's hand and left to return to the abandoned village they knew as home.

 

Three hours later...

Kankuro and Temari saw Gaara and Shiruki approach, holding hands. Their jaws dropped as the leapt out the door to them. “What the hell?!” they both screamed in unison.

 

Shiruki and Gaara merely grinned and snickered. It was Shiruki who answered. “What?” she asked innocently, as if she saw nothing out of the ordinary. It was priceless to see Gaara's siblings like this.

 

Temari glanced at Gaara and saw the same fire in his eyes as when he was younger and she mentioned Shiruki's name. They weren't dead and lifeless like when Shiruki left. Her eyes widened as she looked back to Shiruki. “Well, well, well!” she laughed. “Seems Gaara's happy!”

 

Shiruki and Gaara looked at each other before grinning again. “Yep!” Shiruki laughed as they walked inside, leaving an awestruck Kankuro and a stunned Temari. At last, Gaara and Shiruki found happiness in each other. Just as Temari had hoped.

 

 

TBC

 

 

 

 

A/N: lol well! There is chapter 13! Hope it wasn't too...boring >.> writer's block kills! But I did the best I could working with it. Too bad it took me forever. Get up, write, get up again, write...did this about 20 times...yes...very tedious. Anyways! Chapter 14 should be along soon! R&R if ya want ^^