Naruto Shippuden Fan Fiction ❯ Healing a pained heart ❯ Wash the water ( Chapter 13 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

*At home on the same night*

Gaara went to check on his son. He opened the door and noticed his son was fast asleep with a toy in his small hands. The many hours of training must have exhausted him. Shinki needed a break from time to time. His father smiled and closed the door without making any sound. Peace reigned over his son. My efforts aren’t futile.

He went back to the living room where Sakura sat on the couch waiting for him. He got closer to her while she wasn’t looking at him. She seemed to have found something hidden in the couch: another chunk of food, just like the ones she previously found under Shinki’s bed, under the kitchen counter, behind her wardrobe.... She didn’t have time to ask Gaara about this or she forgot because other things occupied her mind.

Gaara stopped a few cm away in front of Sakura, so she could read failure and sadness in his tired eyes. She looked at him with the food still in her hand, waiting for an explanation. Gaara swallowed air, then lowered his head so his hair covered his eyes and confessed a truth that scratched Sakura’s ears.

“Shinki put it there. Ever since I brought him here, he’s been hiding food everywhere. I think he was afraid he will starve. I knew from the beginning it was he who hid it, that’s why I talked to Noriko to store food everywhere: on tables, on the cooker, in the fridge, on Shinki’s nightstand. While he lived on the streets he had to take care of himself on his own. I think it was very hard for him. Some days he couldn’t find food, other days strangers stole his food. I hoped he will start feeling safe here, where there’s nothing missing.”

Gaara sighed and Sakura felt her heart caught in a vise. She put the food back where she found it, took a hold of Gaara’s left hand and guided him to sit next to her on the couch. He obeyed without sparing her a look. Sakura bit her lip because she didn’t know what to say.

“Poor baby.” The small sentence escaped her lips and she instantly regretted saying it out loud because it made Gaara even gloomier. Her right hand tamed the hair at the back of his head while her left hand rested on his left knee. Before she managed to find something that could pull him out of this state, he flashed a smile when turning his head to look at her with closed eyes.

“We’ll get over it.” He said before squeezing the hand on his knee. He continued while turning his gaze to the ceiling with hope burning in his eyes “Now that I have you by my side, I am not scared of anything. Your presence gives me and Shinki a great strength. I am happy you are beside me.”

Her smile had a slight delay because she wasn’t used to hearing this sort of speech. Sasuke always talked about how disappointed he was of her and how annoyingly useless she was. For the first time in her life, she felt like her existence made a difference. She cheered up and all the dark clouds in her mind dissipated. Gaara’s hair reminded her of a newborn star that turns yellow when it’s an adult and blue when it dies. His sea-blue eyes....Sea....Water...She suddenly remembered that she wanted to share with him a new idea her mind gave birth to on this day off.

“Gaara” She started her speech with enthusiasm causing him to turn his face and look at her. “I thought of a way to efficiently use water without wasting Suna’s precious water supply: Aquaponics.” Gaara frowned trying to understand what she means. “We recycle water by placing a tray of plants on top of a fish tank. The waste water from the fish becomes food for the plants while the ammonia released from the plants is decomposed into food for the fish. Therefore fish and plants grow healthily together in a better system. We use the same water for food (fish) and growing plants.”

Gaara blinked infrequently trying to grasp the meaning of her words. He has never heard of anything like this before. Fish feces are food? What?

Sakura was trapped in her mind; she saw the air for every action and even technical details such as the shape of the fish tank, positioning the plants on top of it.... Whenever she talked about science she became trapped in her own world.

“....of course, we will have to wash the water first.”

Gaara snorted at this. “I didn’t know you can wash water. Is water like some sort of cat?”

Sakura lightly smacked his chest with the back of her palm.

“Stop laughing. I am serious. We have to make sure there is no trace of chemicals in it before making use of it. I can prepare a solution for this purpose. I will hand over a detailed report to you as soon as possible.”

She felt a little lonely, so she hugged her knees to the chest and rested her chin on them, looking into space. She was probably imagining beginning to work on this project.

Gaara thought: It’s the perfect excuse to have her stop working at the lab. I will arrange that she works in the greenhouse with someone I can trust until I gather solid proof about who slandered Sakura. He felt relieved like a burden has just been lifted off his chest. He didn’t have to fight with her because the situation had solved by itself.

He draped his left arm around her shoulders to bring her closer to his chest.

“Of course, my dear. Do whatever is necessary. I will talk to Matsuri to show you the greenhouse. She will help you with everything you need. This project is much more important than the initial one, so you will be working solely on this.”

“I can do both.” Sakura interrupted him, jumping to look at his face.

Gaara silenced her with his index finger on her lips.

“I don’t want you to hurry because it might turn out bad. I believe that you appreciate the importance of water to this country and you will help me bring prosperity to the citizens of Suna.”

The corners of her mouth turned up and she parted her lips to catch his finger between her teeth. Gaara was startled, not knowing what she intends to do, so he quickly retracted his finger and fisted his hand on his knee in nervousness. Sakura narrowed her eyes and replied boldly:

“I will obey Kazekage-sama’s orders.”

A tinge of pink covered his cheeks because he realized how much he liked a submissive Sakura.

Want bloomed again in Sakura’s chest, which made her stand on her knees on the floor, between his parted legs. Gaara held his breath when she bit her bottom lip. Her hands trailed up and down the outside of his thighs. The bulge in his pants became obvious and he shifted his body to pull a little on the fabric to make his erection more comfortable in its confines. She smiled slyly and moved her eyes from his erection back to his face. Her tongue traced her bottom lip in anticipation, which made Gaara want to fuck her right there and then. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and forcefully brought her face to his while his left hand slid beneath the fabric of the dress to squeeze her right breast.

He bent forward to lick the skin from the base of her neck to the back of her ear. When he blew hot air into her ear, she instantly felt her pussy moist and tried to move her head away from his sinful mouth because the pleasure was too much at once. He wouldn’t let her. The hand in her hair kept her in place while he whispered: “Steady. Steady.” She couldn’t hold back the moan and her eyes lost focus.  All she could do was feel everything he had to offer her. Her breathing quickened and Gaara was aware of it. She gripped his thigh tightly for support. He smirked and used his hands to bring her up on her feet. She was standing before him with hazy eyes and parted lips. He bent forward so his hands slipped beneath the hem of her dress to lift it up around her hips; and then he pulled her by the hips to straddle him, so she can sit comfortably because the dress she wore was a little constricting.

She wrapped her arms behind his neck while he grabbed her ass possessively. Her hands trembled on his neck and she felt the bulge in his pants rub against her most sensitive area. It sent an electric bolt through her nub and nipples. His hips jerked forward while his lips bit her collarbone, leaving her with the only option of tugging at his red newborn-star like hair. Her nipple was in his mouth when she came back to her senses. Someone could walk in on us any second. She gathered all the courage she could muster and pulled his head away from her chest. He refused to let go at first, but obliged and released her nipple with a pop when he heard her hiss in pain. He had a tortured look on his face.

“You need a shower.” She concluded this way is easier to convince him to stop.

He sighed in exasperation before resting his forehead on her chest. She got off of him after she patted his head. She was readjusting her dress when she saw a dark stain on his pants where her crotch stayed earlier and she blushed looking away. He looked down and smiled. He cupped her face after getting up on his feet:

“Come to me when you’re ready. I’ll be waiting.” His voice was pleading.

She stuttered a ‘yes’ then disappeared into her room without looking back. They both had a shower separately and only after she got out of the bathroom did she notice a bowl of figs on her table. She smiled at played the tunes of a love song with the strings that tied her heart to his.

After dressing up and swallowing 2 pills, she took the bowl and left her room. She walked along the hall on her bare feet and hesitantly knocked on his door before slowly opening it and stepped inside. Her eyes were still trying to adjust to the darkness in the room when suddenly Gaara’ tall well-built body appeared behind her, blowing on her hair. She got scared and would have dropped the bowl had he not pressed his hands on hers. Her yelp made him laugh quietly.

“I’ve been waiting” He licked the outer rim of her ear and took the bowl from her hands before giving her some space. He threw a fig into his mouth and started talking with his mouth full.

“Why didn’t you eat these? I put them there for you.”

Sakura regained her composure and replied with confidence:

“I can’t trust my unsteady hands. Can you please feed me?”

Gaara grinned from ear to ear and approached her. She opened her mouth slightly while he put a fig inside and his bent index finger pushed her chin up to close her mouth.

“There you go.”

She chewed with a girly smile on her lips. He went closer to the bed and threw himself with his back on the mattress before motioning for her to come closer. She sat on the bed on her knees, next to him and her left hand wandered on his naked chest feeling his warm smooth skin under her fingertips. He was about to bring another fig to his lips when her fingers wrapped around his wrist to stop him. He looked at her in confusion. She took the fig from his hand to place it in her mouth, got closer to his face and, when he parted his lips to kiss her, she pushed the whole fig into his mouth before retracting. He chewed and swallowed amazed by her nerve. He put the bowl aside and prepared for a love session.