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Crossover between Inuyasha and Naruto.
Gaara here is a bit OOC I think...
Cocktail Mix 30
Sango had finally found
refuge in a small hidden village. She was on the run from a man whom her parents
wanted her to marry. Actually, she had been on the run the last five years. But
now it looked as if the husband to be had given up and she had found a haven in
this hidden village of Konoha. She had bought a house that was deserted a few
years back due to a tragedy. It was a bit run down, but she was handy and she
had money to hire someone who could help when she couldn’t do it herself. Once
the inside of the house was finish, it was time to do the outside, the garden.
On that she made a quick decision. She had no green hands, so she would hire
some help for this.
‘Now… let’s see…’
she thought as she flipped through the pages in the catalogue over what
companies could be found in this village. Sango found it almost immediately.
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Sabaku no Gaara and Rock Lee – Landscapes-gardeners?? Sounds
just about right. I’ll give them a call.
And that she did. An
enthusiastic voice answered and she was promised help the next day. ‘That was
fast. I wonder if they are any good? It doesn’t matter, they are probably a hell
of a lot better than I on gardening.’ she thought with a smile.
Early next morning, the
door bell rang and she existed out and walked over the front yard towards the
gate. The walls surrounding the house looked dull and boring, perhaps they could
do something about that too, she would ask them anyway. She opened the gate and
saw two young men stand outside. One was dressed in green, he had round large
eyes and black hair that lay plastered around his head. He also had a pair of
distinctive furry eye brows that caught her attention. He bowed to Sango and
began to introduce them.
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Good morning ma’am, my name is Rock Lee, and I am Konoha’s
green beast. My partner is Sabaku no Gaara, we are Konoha’s youthful gardeners.
Please to meet you ma’am.
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Good morning, I am Sango; it’s nice to meet you, said Sango
with a soft smile and bowed to them.
She looked at the other
man; he was even more odd looking than the green “beast”. The red hair stood
spiked around his head. It looked as if he had put on make up around his eyes,
and he had a tattoo on his forehead. She recognized the kanji to be that of
Love. He was dressed in baggy burgundy pants and a dark brown red t-shirt,
underneath this he had the fishnet shirt she had seen on so many others in this
village and he carried a gourd on his back. ‘Strange…’ thought Sango, but
she didn’t question it.
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Well, you can start whenever you want, and don’t mind the
costs, said Sango and put a pouch in Rock Lee’s hand. He looked into it and
found small nuggets of gold. He gave one to this Gaara-fellow, who made a slight
nod.
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Very well, will you please step inside if you don’t have any
special requests? He asked Sango.
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No, only that I want to have a small fountain of some sort in
the back of the garden, said Sango. – And if you could make it to be a bit
private of sort.
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Of course, that is no problem, said Rock Lee.
Sango smiled again and
went inside. She found it a bit odd that they didn’t seem to have any tools with
them. Only that strange looking gourd on the back of Gaara. ‘Strange name –
Sabaku no Gaara, Gaara of the desert…..’ she shook her head and went into
her kitchen and put on some coffee.
Half an hour later Sango
almost spilled the coffee she had in her mug when she heard a loud yell.
‘What on earth is going on out there?’ she thought and got up and went to
the door that led to the back garden, but she was stopped by the red headed
young man.
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Stay inside, he said, his aquamarine eyes glowing with power.
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Did something happen? asked Sango worriedly.
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No. Stay inside.
Sango swallowed and
nodded before she closed the door again. But before she closed it she could see
him move his eyes from her face to her chest. She slammed the door close, and
stomped back to the kitchen. ‘That little pervert!!’ she thought
furiously. She looked down on her chest. She knew that she had been blessed with
large breasts. ‘Blessed?? Rather cursed!!’ she fumed. She often dressed
in overly large t-shirts and shirts as if to hide her breasts and she tried to
bound them so they wouldn’t attract the men’s attention, but today she only wore
a ordinary bra underneath her t-shirt, and that little kid eyed her up.
Sango was twenty-five
years old now. She had been on the run since her parents decided she would marry
Naraku Kumo. He was twice her age and if she thought the young man was a little
pervert, it was nothing in comparison what this Naraku was. He was a real creepy
pervert; he had whispered how much he would enjoy taming the Sureiyaa’s wild
daughter by tying her to the bed and fuck her senseless. And this he had
whispered to her while her parents stood only a few feet away. She would decide
right there and then, she would not become his wife, never! She had tried to
talk to her parents about it, but they said that he was a man with great
importance and she would be glad to have such devoted husband. She had run away
that very night, but Naraku was a persistent man and he had hunted her all over
the country. But now it seemed as if he had given up on her. She was relieved
over that. She heard another loud yell and she sighed. She couldn’t help but
wonder what they were doing out there in her garden.
But when she came out to
her window it was covered up by something. ‘Sand??? They have covered my
windows with sand?!!’ she growled but took a few deep breaths to calm
herself down a bit. She had given them free hands, and if they didn’t want her
to see what they were doing, well… she just had to wait until they were
finished. But curious she was.
She went into her library
and found a good book to read when she heard the gate bell ring again.
‘Arrggh, can’t a girl have some peace around here?’ Sango suspected she was
close to her bleeding cycle, otherwise she wouldn’t be so bitchy about
everything and then she rose to her feet and walked out to the gate and opened
it. But she froze when she recognized the face of the driver that worked for
Naraku.
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Ahh, so it was you, now my master will be pleased, said the
man with a sweet voice, but you could cut yourself on the sharp edge.
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Get out of here!! snarled Sango and felt her hand tighten on
the handle to the gate.
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Now, now… you shouldn’t be so hostile Sango-san, come with me
now and meet your husband.
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Never! Tell your freaky boss that he can burn in hell for all
I care!!
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He will have so much fun with you, you little wild cat,
purred the man evilly.
His hand shot forward and
was about to grip her wrist when something whirled around her arm and prevented
him from getting a grip at all.
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What the fuck is this??!! spat the man and looked down and
saw that he was only gripping sand and that the sand was beginning to move up
his arm.
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I… I don’t know, whispered Sango as she looked at the sand as
it whirled up his arm, she saw a faint line of sand go down to the ground and
she swallowed hard.
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Get this shit off me!!
screamed the man.
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I… I’m not doing that…
The sand tightened around
his arm and the man screamed in pain and agony. A crushing sound could be heard
and Sango backed away from him as he began to wave his other arm around wildly.
‘What is this…? Magic?’ For a second she was sure that she could hear
someone whisper in the wind. “Sabaku Sousou” Sango looked around but saw
nothing, the man screamed even louder and she kicked him in the stomach,
forcefully, to get him outside the gate.
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AND STAY AWAY FROM ME!!
she yelled and shut the gate with a loud sound.
Her heart was pounding in
her chest, her breathing was erratic and she could feel her whole body tremble.
Something had happened here, but what?? She turned around and saw something red
disappear around the corner of her house. ‘Gaara? He did this???’ Then
the words she thought she heard whispering in the wind come back to her.
‘Sabaku sousou…, desert funeral… Sabaku no Gaara.’ She shivered a bit, but
she was grateful for his help. Sango went back into her house and found her way
into the bathroom. She squatted water into her face and she looked into the
mirror. Her eyes were those of a terrified woman. ‘No, I can not let him get
to me again. I must stay and fight him this time. I will not let him rule my
world as he has in the past. This is my world now, and I will keep it mine!!’
she thought, her dark green eyes shimmering. As she dried her self she heard
Rock Lee call out her name.
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Sango-san!!
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Coming! she yelled and put away the towel and went to the
back door.
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Ahh, there you are Sango-san. Gaara-kun and I are going to
take a break; we’ll be back in an hour or so. Do you want to see what we have
done so far? asked the young man.
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Yes, very much. You have me very curious, said Sango and
nodded and followed him outside.
And what she saw made her
gasp in pure astonishment.
Her run down garden had
turned into a small paradise. Luscious green bushes made up small islands in a
sea of sand. She saw that a wall of bushes had been created in the back of her
garden, and through the small gate she could see a small stone figure sprinkling
water.
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Amazing… but h-how… h-how c-could you have done this in such
a short time and w-with what??? she breathed as she looked around.
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My friend here have an amazing power, but I’ll think I will
let him explain it, said Lee with a nod towards Gaara.
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Not now, come we have a meeting, said Gaara with emotionless
voice. His blue green eyes looked at Sango before he made a swoop down her body
and then turned around and walked away.
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Sorry Sango-san, but we’ll be back to finish the back garden
in an hour, said Lee and smiled apoplectic before following his friend outside
the gate.
Sango was still stunned
by the sight of her garden that she just stood there, barely noticing that they
were gone. She walked over to the small green room they had created and she saw
blocks of stone with crystals covering them, surround the pond. ‘Beautiful…
but how did they do it? How did he do it??’ she asked herself as she kneeled
in front of the fountain and let her fingers play around in the water. It was
amazing, stunning, and totally unbelievable how they had been able to do this in
such a short time. But it was here, she could see it, touch it.
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Across town the two young
men entered a house and was met by a blonde woman with a diamond shaped small
tattoo on her forehead.
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Tsunade-sama, we have found her, said Lee and bowed to the
woman.
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Are you sure it’s her? asked the woman.
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Yes, and she has been found by the spider-clan, said Gaara.
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She was almost taken away, but Gaara-kun stopped the thug
with his sand.
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No killing I hope Gaara? said Tsunade and sent a glare at the
young sand shinobi who shook his red head to answer her. – Good, now I will send
words to the others, we will guard Sureiyaa-sama until we have caught the last
of the Spider-clan and annihilated them.
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Yes Tsunade-sama, said Lee and bowed and turned around. –
We’ll go back to Sango-san and help her with the rest of her garden.
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Good, leave now and I will take care of the rest.
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Yes Ma’am, said Lee.
Tsunade watched them as
they walked out the door. She had felt something shift around Gaara as they had
talked about the attack on the young Sureiyaa heir. ‘Naaah, couldn’t be
possible, could it? Gaara found her attractive?’ She shook her blonde head
and sent word to the other ninjas and waited for them to show up at her office.
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Sango had taken a shower
and changed her clothes when the two young men came back. This time she had
taken her time to bind her chest, she didn’t want to be ogled again by the
redheaded boy. It was enough that the men in the village almost popped their
eyes out when they saw her. She then put on a large black t-shirt and a pair of
black jeans. She put her long black hair up in a loose bun and greeted the boys
with a smile.
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Welcome back, she said. – Do you want some coffee before
starting up again with that magic that you do?
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Yes, said Gaara and moved his eyes over her form. She had
done something, she had bound up her chest and he could feel himself grow angry
about it.
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G-good,
come with me please, said Sango and felt a shiver go through her body as the
strange boy eyed her up again. ‘What is it with this
guy anyway?’
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Ahh, Sango-san, you are most kind, said Lee and gave her his
most flashing smile.
She showed them into her
kitchen and they sat down next to the low table. She noticed that Gaara never
took off that gourd on his back and that he had his arms crossed almost the
whole time, except when he would sip his coffee. ‘Strange boy.’ thought
Sango and wondered how old they really were. A couple of years younger than
herself she guessed.
They drank their coffee
under silence but Sango could feel the gaze from Gaara the whole time. Why was
he looking at her so intently, the way he scanned over her with those aquamarine
eyes, it made her feel wanted. It made her feel desirable. Sango mentally shook
her head. She shouldn’t be feeling like that at all. He was just a boy, probably
haven’t turned eighteen yet.
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Uhm, Sango-san? asked Lee.
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Yes?
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You were in deep thought, is something wrong?
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No, just thinking, said Sango and fought desperately to hide
her blush.
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Ahh, now it’s time for us to fix up your garden, come
Gaara-kun.
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Mmm, was the sand ninja’s only reply as he got up, still
folding his arms, his eyes resting on Sango’s bosom.
‘Ahh, the little
pervert!!’ Sango mentally
screamed as they disappeared out the back door. But she could have sworn that
she saw displeasure in his eyes the moment they rested on her chest, as if he
was displeased that she had bound her breasts. ‘Why do I care anyway? He’s
just a boy with raging hormones, I’ll bet that he has a stiffy because of
these…’ she thought and looked down. She took away the cups and washed them
up. When she was finished she went back to the library and sat down on her sofa.
She looked out the opened door that led to the front yard and for a second she
thought she saw a shadow move outside, but when she strained her eyes, she
couldn’t see a thing. ‘My imagination is beginning to run wild…’ Sango
sighed.
Outside the last touch
was placed over her back yard. Gaara looked over it one last time and nodded
almost invisible. He had done a good work on this place. His destructive power
had turned out to be one that could be constructive as well. He saw the
sparkling crystals he had brought up from the ground with the help of his sand
and if someone would have seen him now, they would have seen the fraction of a
smile.
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Gaara-kun?
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Yes?
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The others has arrived, she’ll be safe over the night and we
can come back to finish the job on her front yard tomorrow, said Lee.
Gaara’s red head nodded
slightly and he made a quick swoop around the area, he could detect that his
brother Kankurou and his sister Temari, had taken the first watch of the strange
Sureiyaa-heir. He knew that the young woman would be safe in their hands.
‘Why is she so important to Godaime? I can not detect anything special in her
blood.’ He thought and turned around and walked silently into the house.
Sango met them as they
were about to exit the front door. She looked at them and Lee told her that they
were finished for today, but that they would come back tomorrow to finish her
front yard.
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Thank you so much boys, said Sango and bowed to them. But her
eyes were on Gaara as she thanked them. She was still not sure if it was him
that had saved her earlier, but she was pretty sure it was him.
Lee bowed back and went
outside first, but Gaara was still standing there, looking intensely at her. She
fought against a shiver but lost in the end.
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Sango, no bindings tomorrow, he ordered coldly.
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Huh?
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You heard me woman, said Gaara as he unfolded his arms.
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Why? So you can have something to remember while you jerk
off, you little hentai, spat Sango, her cheeks reddened by her fury.
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What you do is not fair to you, do as I say, said Gaara as he
turned around and walked out the door, leaving a fuming Sango behind him.
‘The nerve of that
guy!!’ she thought as the
door closed behind the strange boy. She couldn’t believe that he just ordered
her to have her chest unbound when he came back tomorrow.
It took Sango an hour
before she had managed to calm down again. ‘He’s just a teenaged boy with
raging hormones, nothing else. He’s nothing to be scared of, he’s got no rights
to tell me what to do or not to do.’ she thought as she climbed into the
shower after checking that all the doors were locked. She put on a pair of
boxers and a large black t-shirt before slipping into bed. But the sleep didn’t
want to come to her. Every time she closed her eyes she could see those
blue-green orbs, eying her as if she was prized possession.
‘Damn that brat!’
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Gaara had left just as
soon as Lee had left their report to Tsunade. And since he never slept, he just
walked back to Sango’s house. He was met by Kankurou, his older brother. The now
turned twenty, puppeteer with kabuki-paint on his face smirked. Gaara just
glared at him.
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So, you have finally found someone, ehh Gaara-chan, said
Kankurou teasingly.
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You should be wise and hold your tongue, said Gaara
venomously.
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She’s a hot looking chick, but I don’t think it was wise to
tell her not to bind up her chest like that. She’ll think you’re a boy ruled by
spring of youthfulness as Gai-san would put it.
Gaara blew a bit of air
out his nose and sand began to move around his brother. Kankurou just smirked
and jumped away, finding his hiding place again.
‘I don’t care what
others think…’ thought Gaara
as he silently made it over the surrounding wall and landed gracefully on the
other side on front yard. He quickly found the room that made up her bedroom and
he looked through the window. She was moving around, still awake. He could hear
her curse him softly and it made him smirk. He had made an impression on her,
that’s for sure. He saw that she had nothing to tie up her breasts and that made
him all hot inside. The round swell of her mounds made his mouth water. If you
had asked him two days ago that he would have an obsession with a woman’s
breasts he would certainly had killed them for even thinking so about him. But
now… his hands had been itching to palm those luscious mounds. He silently vowed
that he would be the only one that had the right to touch those. That creep that
was the leader of the Spider-clan would never lay a hand on this woman. She
belonged to the Sand. He stepped away from the window as she turned around in
bed. ‘Sango…’ her name was like wine on his lips, intoxicating his senses
and he felt a certain part of him grow hard just thinking about burying his face
in that heavenly valley. He jumped up on the roof and found his older sister
Temari sitting there, leaning against his giant fan.
Temari was surprised when
she felt the aura around her brother shift as he walked over to the window. She
would never have thought that the eighteen year old boy had a heart in his body,
but apparently he did. The young woman of this house had taken her little
brother by storm. She smiled gently at Gaara; he was one of the most feared
ninjas in this region. He was known not to show any emotions, and if he did, you
should turn around and run as fast as you can. Because if you stayed, you’d end
up dead, crushed to nothing by his sand.
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Why are you here Gaara-chan? asked Temari.
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Where else should I be nee-chan?
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In your own apartment of course.
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Why?
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Sometimes your just impossible little brother, well come here
and sit down, I’ve got some food if you want, sighed Temari.
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No, not hungry.
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You do as you wish, you always do.
Gaara sent her a glare,
but she just smiled and patted his shoulder. There were a few people that dared
to touch him. His siblings being two and then it was that shy little
Hyuuga-heir, Hinata. She had treated him several times when he had been wounded
in battle. She never flinched away when he looked intimidating at her. She would
just blush softly and smile shyly as she treated him. But they were the only
ones. Sometimes he wondered if Hinata even were afraid of him. Not that he cared
of course. He never cared about anything.
But Temari knew better.
Gaara would die protecting her and Kankurou. And now he had found someone more
to care for. ‘But what will happen if she doesn’t return his feelings?’
Temari didn’t even want to think about that. She stopped thinking about that the
moment Gaara tensed up and she saw sand began to seep out from his gourd.
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We’re not alone nee-chan, said Gaara quietly.
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I can feel it too, let’s check it out.
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You stay here nee-chan, I can handle it, said Gaara and
jumped off the roof and landed soundlessly on a stone in the back yard.
Temari wanted to growl.
Her little brother was so demanding sometimes, but she just snuck up to the edge
of the roof and scanned the area. Several black clothed ninjas could be spotted
and she saw Kankurou engage Karasu in a battle against two of the ninjas.
Gaara used his sand to
crush the legs of the rest of the Spider-clan’s ninjas. ‘This is the best
they could do? Then I guess there is nothing to worry about. Sango will be safe
as soon as we take care of their leader.’ thought Gaara as he released his
sand from their legs. They had passed out by the pain and he walked away,
indifference painted in his face. He made a quick sweep around the house and the
nearest area to make sure that nobody had gotten away. But why would Naraku want
this woman so badly? He couldn’t find anything so he headed back to the house
and saw his sister talk to Sango. Obviously the woman had awakened by the howls
of pain. He stayed in the shadow, listening in on what Temari told Sango.
Temari had jumped down
when the woman came out from her house. She looked frantically around her and
gasped when she saw the knocked out ninjas on her front yard.
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Sango-sama? My name is Temari, said Temari and bowed.
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W-what? What is this?
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That are the filth of the Spider-clan, said Temari with a
snort.
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S-spider-clan? What is that? whispered Sango, her breath
erratic and she could feel her body tremble in fear of what just had happened in
her own front yard.
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Naraku Kumo’s little icky servants, said Temari and kicked
some sand over the face of the closest one.
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N-Naraku?
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I believe you know of him?
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Y-yes… but w-why send assassins?
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They could have been sent to bring you back to Naraku. But I
wonder.. why is it that the creep wants you so badly? What’s so special about
you except that you have big boobs? asked Temari and made a gesture towards
Sango’s chest area.
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Maybe it is because I ran away from him. My parents set up a
marriage between Naraku and I, and I refused to be bound to that freaky pervert,
growled Sango, her eyes flashed in the darkness, making Temari raise an eyebrow
in surprise.
‘Perhaps that there is
more to this woman than just her looks. That was a flash of chakra, so strong it
could have knocked out someone if properly used.’
thought Temari and took an involuntary step backwards. From the shadows she saw
her brother emerge and he didn’t have to say anything. Instead she jumped back
on the roof and saw that Sango’s slightly panicked eyes were gazing at her
brother.
Gaara saw his sister jump
onto the roof again as he approached them. His eyes then went to Sango and made
a slight nod, gesturing that she should get back inside the house. But she
refused, instead he saw her clench her fists, ready to deliver a blow to whom
ever got to close to her.
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Get back inside woman, he said emotionlessly.
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There you again you little brat!!
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Get back inside.
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Who do you think you are boy??
Gaara didn’t answer that,
instead he let his sand cover her body gently and he used it to carry her
inside. She was growling and snarling like a caged tiger. Her jade-green eyes
flashed in the dim light she had turned on while running outside. But Gaara
seemed unimpressed by her rage as he sat her down in her bedroom. Her cheeks
flushed red and her generous chest was moving fast when she breathed in. Again
his hands twitch, wanting to touch her but he just turned around and was about
to exit her bedroom when he felt a pillow hit his head.
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Don’t you dare walk away from this argument you little brat!!
snarled Sango furiously.
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Go back to bed woman, he said.
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NO!
You can not talk to me like that in my own home.
Gaara’s eyes narrowed and
he took two steps towards her. But she didn’t back away; she didn’t even flinch
as his sand began to move around her again. But this time he let it seep under
her shirt, whirling around her waist and torso. Her face paled when she realized
what he had done and he smirked.
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Do as I say woman, before I make you!
Sango felt the air leave
her lungs as the silky sand caressed her unbound breasts, teasing her nipples to
stand erect against the textile of the t-shirt. But then she got her spunk back
and she used her hands to brush the sand away. And with a glare that could turn
a man into ashes she slid under the covers of her bed. She saw the young man
smirk at her before turning around and exit her bedroom. Sango let out a
frustrated howl of anguish and she buried her face in her pillow.
Gaara didn’t know where
he found the strength to leave her like he did. His body was harder than
diamond, or so it felt. But he was now sitting outside the front door, looking
up onto the starlit sky. The woman had some kind of power of him and he would be
damned if he didn’t found out what it was.
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How it was even possible,
Sango didn’t know. But she managed to fall asleep in the end. Perhaps it was
because of all the mental stress she had experienced in such a short time, who
knew. She woke up the next morning, hearing someone call out how youthful and
resourceful they were as landscapers. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and
realized that the clock already had passed eleven. ‘Great, now they’ll think
I’m a lazy assed woman too.’ she groaned as she hauled herself up from the
bed and found a pair of baggy sweatpants. She removed her sleeping shirt and
found the bandages she used to wrap around her chest. ‘No one, especially not
a little boy will ever tell me what to do.’ she thought as she began to wrap
up her breast, when a small stream of sand seeped through her windowsill and
slashed the bandages to shreds.
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Ahhh, you little pervert!! she snarled and fetched a normal
bra and put it on and then a large t-shirt, and then another large shirt and to
top it all, she found a shawl to buff around her, hiding her female forms pretty
good.
‘He will know better
than to believe that he can control me.’
And with that she walked down to her kitchen, her shoulders slumped forward to
hide her amorous bosom. As the coffee-maker bubbled on, she made a small lunch.
She heard Rock Lee yell something again outside and once she had finished eating
she took her coffee and went outside. But she was pushed back by Gaara before
she could reach the front door. He looked over her and she could see the scowl
on his face. ‘Never fuck with me little one.’ She thought and smirked and
nodded with a gentle smile that seemed to drive him even angrier.
Gaara could feel his
blood boil. The woman had defied him; he had suspected that she would bind
herself up with those bandages again, so he had ripped them to pieces. But he
had not thought that she would dress herself up as if she was to go out into a
snowstorm. Once they were finished in her front yard he would make sure that she
listened to him when he told her something. Rock Lee moved around, placing seeds
here and there, using his youthfulness to make them grow. How he did it, nobody
really knew, but he did have a way with plants and flowers that were amazing.
And together with Sabaku no Gaara, they were unstoppable and definitive the best
in the business. When they had arrived this morning, Temari and Kankurou said it
had been a calm night after they had beaten the spider-ninjas. The troops of
Konoha had taken them away for interrogation. But they expected more attacks so
more would be assigned to guard Sango from Naraku’s spider ninjas. ‘Why… what
is it with you that makes him want you so much Sango?’ he silently asked
himself as he brought up pillars of shining black granite, a meter high to make
an alley up to her front door. The time rushed and it was around six o’clock in
the evening when they finished and went inside the house. But Sango was nowhere
to be found.
Gaara growled and scanned
for her presence but couldn’t find it. Where the fuck was she? He used his sand
to sweep through the house, but she was just gone. The notion of Naraku
snatching Sango away in the middle of the day made him cold inside and turned to
Rock Lee.
-
Get
Kiba here – NOW!
Lee nodded and dashed out
the door and came back ten minutes later with the ninja whose nose was better
then anyone else. Kiba sniffed around and concluded that someone had been there,
and that someone had a scent that he never had encountered in Konoha before.
Sango had been kidnapped right under their noses.
-
Can you follow it Kiba-kun? asked Tsunade who just arrived
after being notified of the situation.
-
My dogs can certainly find her, said both Kiba and Kakashi.
-
Good, then don’t stand here – find her! yelled Tsunade.
-
Yes Ma’am! they said with one voice and disappeared out the
door.
-
And you… Gaara. You should find a pattern in the earth, you
might find something there.
Gaara nodded and walked
out the back door. Once he came outside he put his hands to the ground and
closed his eyes and concentrated. But he couldn’t find anything. They had not
used the ground; they had jumped from other things around to get from one place
to another. Gods, he wanted to kill that son of a bitch Naraku so badly that he
could feel his soul shake in anger. He looked at the stone figures on the
mountain wall and then he took off. He would be the one that killed the one who
dared to take something that belonged to Gaara. Weather Sango realized it or
not, she was his. She was not going to fall into the hands of some freaky spider
guy. He used his intuition to follow the most logical path and was soon joined
by his siblings and Kakashi. His dogs had found the trail of the spider ninjas
and they headed towards their hideout.
They found the enemy’s
camp and realized that they were greatly outnumbered. But Gaara just made a
scowling face and his sand began to move around them. Kakashi was about to stop
him, but he was stopped by Kankurou.
-
No stopping him now Kakashi-san, he’s too far gone in his
wrath.
-
He’ll kill them all, said Kakashi.
-
Most likely, said Temari as she flipped out her fan, ready to
make a strike at the camp as soon as she knew where Sango was held. She was
standing behind her brother in this.
-
She’s in the tent in the far end of the camp nee-chan, said
Gaara coldly.
-
Ahh, said Temari and made a swoop with her fan, creating
deadly whirlwinds.
Kankurou sent his puppet
Karasu to take care of those who managed to survive his sibling’s attack. Gaara
just walked slowly down to the camp, his arms crossed and his sand swirling
around him like a dark cloud. He found the tent where Sango was held and saw a
whirlwind lift it from the ground, leaving those inside open for an attack. He
saw Sango lie beaten next to a large box. She was bleeding from numerous wounds
on her face and back. But as he was about to attack the black haired man that
stood smirking at him she held out her hand.
-
D-don’t Gaara… he’s got my little brother, whispered Sango
painfully.
-
Hnn?
-
He killed my parents and kidnapped my little brother, she
mumbled as her eyes began to drop, the pain being too much for her.
Gaara’s eyes began to
glow and saw the man hold a small boy, perhaps eleven years of age, in his hand.
He could see a long thick needle-like thing poke at the boy’s neck.
-
A step closer and the boy is bye bye, said Naraku and
chuckled evilly.
-
You are a pathetic creature Naraku, said Gaara as he unfolded
his arms.
-
Ohhh?
-
First you get the parents to marry off their daughter to a
creep like you, then when she refuse to end up in a marriage with you, you
punish them by killing them and take their little son instead.
-
Ahh, good plan don’t you think...?
-
Pathetic, the way of the lowlife of the earth, said Gaara.
-
Ha, you are the one to talk little boy, why would you go
through so much to trouble to save disobedient woman? spat Naraku, he was angry
that this redheaded youth had no fear for him.
-
She’s my woman.
Sango was barely aware,
but she could clearly hear what the strange boy told Naraku and she let out a
sob. But for her, all that mattered now was her little brother. She could see
tears flow down Kohaku’s face and she tried to reach out at him, but she had no
strength anymore.
The blood loss began to
blur her sight, but she saw that Kohaku was snatched from Naraku’s evil clutches
by some strange looking creature, she took a deep breath and lost consciousness,
now that Naraku no longer had Kohaku. It was Kankurou who had used his puppet to
rescue the young boy from the Spider-clan’s leader. Kakashi had picked up Sango
and they moved away from the place. Naraku was growling and suddenly the area
was crawling with hairy spiders. But Temari’s whirlwinds took care of them very
simply and it made Naraku angrier.
-
You will fight me; leave the others out of this, said Gaara
as he raised his hand to the dark sky above.
-
Why would I waste my time on you?
-
Because I will be the one who make sure that filth such as
you will never walk the earth again.
Naraku growled and more
spiders appeared from his body and rushed over to the insolent young man. But he
used his sand to crush the bugs and then….
-
Suna Dokuja…,
whispered Gaara and a sand snake was forming in front of Naraku’s red eyes.
-
W-what is this?
-
This is when you die… Naraku, said Gaara and the sand snake
devoured Naraku. – I have brought together every bit of poisonous mineral that
can be found in the earth and you will soon be dead. The poison will eat the
skin off your body; it will penetrate your inner organs and melt them. And you
will be aware of it until you have drawn your last breath.
Naraku let out a painful
howl that echoed throughout the forest. Kakashi shivered when he heard the young
sand shinobi’s words of doom. ‘That boy…. I’m glad he’s our ally.’
thought the older ninja and carried Sango further away from the gruesome scene
that was played out before them. But they were soon joined by Gaara who just
took Sango from Kakashi’s arms and cradled her in his own arms instead.
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Gaara wouldn’t allow
anyone but Hinata into Sango’s room. The little shy kunoichi treated his
precious flower with utmost care and he thanked her for her help.
-
G-Gaara-kun?
-
Yes?
-
She’ll be ok, w-why don’t y-you try and get some s-sleep?
whispered Hinata shyly.
-
I don’t sleep, said Gaara from where he stood next to Sango’s
bed.
-
Oh… Oh… I’ll just go and check up on her little brother
t-then.
Gaara nodded without
looking at the white eyed Hyuuga-heir. Hinata left the room soundlessly and
closed the door behind her. Gaara saw that Sango’s once beaten body had been
healed with the help of Hinata’s superior medical skills. ‘Thank you
Hinata-sama.’ he thought as he sat down next to Sango on her bed. He brushed
a few black strands from her face. The bruises were gone but the healing often
took a lot out of the patient as well and she was going to sleep for a long
time. Unless the patient was Sureiyaa, Sango of course. Because she woke up
screaming her brother’s name. She was about to bolt out of the bed when a pair
of strong arms gently pushed her back down.
-
Kohaku…Kohaku, she cried as her arms waved in the air, trying
to reach her brother whom she couldn’t see.
-
Sango, take it easy, your brother is fine, he lies in the
guestroom. Hinata-sama watches over him, said Gaara softly with a voice he
barely recognized as his own.
-
G-Gaara?
-
You took quite a beating, you shouldn’t be up yet. Get back
to sleep woman.
-
N-Naraku?
-
Dead.
-
H-how?
-
I killed him because he hurt you…. and your brother.
-
W-why go a-after me? asked Sango and relaxed back on the
pillows.
-
You belong to me woman, said Gaara and smirked as he pulled
up her blanket and tucked her in.
-
Ehh?
-
We’ll talk later, now you will listen to me and get some more
sleep.
-
Stuck up brat.
-
Continue talk like that and I will spank you with my sand
whip woman.
-
How old are you… Gaara?
-
Old enough. Sleep!
-
Pushy, pushy, sighed Sango but closed her eyes and was soon
soundly asleep again.
‘Yeah, but I wouldn’t
be if you listen to what I’ve told you Sango.’
he thought and his lips twitched into a small smile. ‘And as soon as you are
back to your old self… I will make sure that you know to whom you belong.’
And with that he laid down next to her on the bed, his head resting on her soft
chest. ‘So soft, so wonderfully soft…’ and with that he closed his eyes
and for the first time in ages, the sand using ninja slept, content as a child
in his mother’s arms.
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There are normal ways to
wake up, and then there are unusual ways to wake up. And for Sango to slap a
fearsome ninja right over the face because he was suckling on her tit was in the
category of unusual ways to wake up. Gaara was angry. He had dreamt for the
first time in many years, and now he was slapped awake. He looked around and saw
Sango hid her naked chest with her arms, but he could see a reddened nipple and
he smirked and rubbed his aching cheek. He had been sucking on her breast?
‘Now that’s would be a good way to wake up, unless you counted for her stinging
palm of course.’ He thought and got off the bed.
-
You taste good woman, he said as he licked his lips and got a
deadly green look from Sango. – Are you feeling better today?
-
Y-you… Y-you…, she growled unable to form a complete
sentence.
-
Get up and get dressed and I will take you to your brother,
said Gaara with a wicked smile as he turned his back towards her.
-
Get out of my room!!
-
No, get dressed; there is nothing I have not seen already.
Sango let out a
frustrated sound but got up from the bed. She saw that he kept his back towards
her the whole time and when she was dressed she said she was ready to go. He
nodded and walked out from the room with Sango following close behind. He opened
the door to the guestroom and Sango rushed forward when she saw her little
brother lie there on the bed. He was awake and a young woman was attending to
him.
-
Kohaku, she whispered, tears clouding her eyes.
-
Aneue, said the boy and held out his arms.
-
Oh, Gods… I’m so sorry Kohaku… so sorry… I didn’t know, cried
Sango.
-
Aneue, are you alright? You were so hurt by him.
-
Ahh, I’m ok, don’t you worry about me little brother. How are
you feeling? Are you hurt?
-
Aniki took him away from Naraku before he could hurt him,
said Gaara and stepped up to the bed as well.
-
Y-you are that g-guy? mumbled Kohaku and looked at the
redheaded shinobi.
-
Hinata-sama has assured me that you have no wounds
Kohaku-kun, continued Gaara.
-
Hinata-sama, is that you? asked the boy and looked at the
white eyed girl next to his bed.
Hinata nodded and blushed
lightly. He reached out and took her hand.
-
Thank you Hinata-sama, he said.
-
You’re welcome Kohaku-kun, answered Hinata.
-
You’re sister will come back soon Kohaku, right now you
should just rest and gain your strength again, said Gaara and took hold of
Sango’s hand.
-
Gaara!! growled Sango and turned around to glare at the green
eyed youth.
-
Not now woman, threatened Gaara.
-
One of these days Gaara…
Sango looked at her
brother and smiled and touched his cheek.
-
Don’t worry little brother, I’ll be fine. Just get some rest
now, Hinata-sama will watch over you, said Sango.
Kohaku nodded and closed
his eyes. Sango left the room with Gaara in her tail. She was ready to explode.
Not only had she woken up by feeling very aroused. But it was the little pervert
that was in her bed, that made it all so wrong. ‘And yet you felt as if it
was right Sango…’ whispered a treacherous voice in her heart. ‘NO…
I did not felt as if it was right!!’ she mentally yelled back. ‘He’s a
hormonal little brat who doesn’t know his place!’ She stormed off into the
kitchen and began making coffee for herself. But she was stopped by a pair of
strong arms, arms that held her so gently the night before.
Gaara could feel the
power of her emotions as she ran to the kitchen. The flare with chakra had
surprised him and once again he wondered why Godaime had been so intent on
keeping Sango safe from the Spider Clan. He walked up to her as she tried to
make coffee, but her hands were shaking and water was spilling all over the
counter. He took the water can away from her and he closed his arms around her
and held her tight to his chest. He was about five inches taller than her, but
he was still young and had some more growing to do.
-
Who are you… Sango? he whispered in her ear, gently brushing
his lips over the sensitive skin on her neck.
-
Sureiyaa, Sango, you know that.
-
Yes, but I wonder why Godaime wanted us to protect you
against the Spider Clan, why did Naraku want you in the first place?
-
You don’t really want to know, groaned Sango as she began to
shiver in his arms.
-
Does your bloodline have special powers?
-
W-what? No, not what I know of. No, Naraku was just a creepy
guy with a twisted mind. The day my parents said that they had accepted his
proposal to me; he stood next to me, my parents just a few feet away. He
whispered to me how he would tame me by tie me down on the bed and… and… fuck me
senseless.
The last words were very
quiet and Sango hung her head as she remembered the dreaded day. She could hear
Gaara growl and he held her tighter.
-
Well, you are free of that pathetic excuse for a man now
Sango, you don’t have to worry about him anymore, said Gaara.
Sango nodded and relaxed
a bit in his arms. She had yet to find strength in her to mourn the death of her
parents. But she couldn’t, they had forced her to marry Naraku, and even when
she told them that she didn’t love him and that he was scary, they just said
that it was for the best. She was not sure if she was going to forgive them for
that. ‘At least I have my little brother back with me. He’s grown so tall.’
She thought and smiled softly when she saw his freckled face in her mind.
Gaara could feel that she
relaxed and he gently let go of her and guided her to sit down at the table and
then he made the coffee for her. She was still in deep thought when he put a mug
in front of her. He couldn’t understand the feeling he was getting inside his
stomach. Was he worried about her? Gaara was not the one to have feelings, not
of that kind. Even if she didn’t know if there was something special about her
family, he was certain that it was. He wondered if Kohaku had heard anything and
decided to go and talk to the young boy. He left Sango in the kitchen and headed
back to the guestroom. He saw Hinata sit next to the bed and talk to the boy.
Her soft voice was soothing; he knew that from the times she had treated him.
And by the way Kohaku was smiling, he thought so as well.
-
Gaara-kun? asked Hinata when she saw the redheaded shinobi in
the doorway.
-
Hinata-sama, could you leave us alone for a short moment?
asked Gaara.
-
Mm, she nodded and got up from the chair.
-
You can keep Sango company in the kitchen.
-
Yes, see you in awhile Kohaku-kun, said Hinata and bowed to
the boy in the bed.
Gaara waited until Hinata
had left the room before he walked up to the bed and looked down on Kohaku. He
saw worry in those green tinted brown eyes.
-
Gaara-san?
-
Four days ago, your sister called my partner and I to help
her with her garden. We had long suspected that she was the lost daughter of the
Sureiyaa-clan, but we were never sure. But while working on her garden, there
was a man, he tried to take Sango away. I saved her that time. And the very same
night, we fought ninjas from the Spider-clan and were successful, said Gaara.
-
Oh…
-
But during the afternoon the second day, she was snatched
away right under our noses, and you know the rest. Even though Naraku was a
pathetic bastard, I don’t think it was just infatuation he had with your sister.
Tsunade-sama has not told us why she wanted us to look after Sango, but I
suspect there may be a lot more to your bloodline than just strength. Do you
know what it is Kohaku?
Kohaku bit his lip and
his gaze moved away from the intimidating ninja next to his bed. He was not sure
if he was the one to be told. But when Gaara took his hand…
-
Kohaku, tell me, I must know.
-
Are you going to take care of my sister?
-
Huh?
-
You like her, I can see it, I can feel it, said Kohaku
quietly.
-
Feel it?
-
In your aura, I can see the emotions flare around you. My
sister has the gift as well. But she also has the power of our ancestors, the
taijyas.
-
Taijyas? Demon slayers?
-
Yes, my father told me just days before Naraku came and
killed them and took me away. By then our parents had begun to understand that
Naraku was not the man they thought he would be. My father told me never to
reveal the secret to Naraku, but I think that he knew it already because he was
trying so hard to find her.
-
How does this power that you and your sister possess work?
-
With proper training, we can summon great strength and
agility. This was used by our forefathers to vanquish demons, said Kohaku.
-
I see, then I can understand why Tsunade wanted us to protect
her. We didn’t know about you, said Gaara.
-
So are you going to take care of my sister? Asked Kohaku and
a sparkle of mischief was lit in his eyes.
-
You should get some more rest. I will get Hinata-sama to keep
you company.
Kohaku smile and nodded.
Even if he only was eleven years old, he was not completely blind to what love
could do to a person. And Gaara had it bad, but he was probably to stubborn to
acknowledge it, even to himself.
But when Gaara came to
the kitchen he found Hinata sit there alone. His eyes began to glow and he
demanded to know where Sango was.
-
She’s in the garden, said Hinata with a soft smile. She was
happy for him. He had always been feared by everyone and few had dared to
approach him. She might have been the only one except for his siblings that
dared to be close to him.
-
Make sure that Kohaku is alright?
-
Of course Gaara-kun, said Hinata.
Gaara went outside and
walked over to the secluded little green room he and Rock Lee had created just a
few days ago. She wanted something private and something private she got. He saw
her sit on the dark bench he had created out of sand, pressed together to be
stone again. She was straddling it, with her back against the small entrance.
Sango felt him the moment
he stepped into the private little garden. She turned her head up and looked at
the blue sky above.
-
What do you want? Can’t a girl have some privacy around here?
she mumbled.
-
I will not leave you Sango, said Gaara and sat down behind
her, pulling her into his arms.
-
You’re a pain in the ass.
-
I’ve been called worse, chuckled Gaara and thus making Sango
turn around in his arms.
-
Have you been called impossible?
-
Nee-chan tells me that all the time.
-
Nee-chan…? Is that Temari then?
-
Yes, and Kankurou is my brother. I’m the youngest of the sand
ninjas. But we have found a home here in the Leaf Village.
-
How old are you?
-
I told you – I’m old enough.
Sango sighed, his sister
was right, he was impossible. She just sat there, looking at the fountain. The
sprinkling water glittered like small diamonds in the sun. She closed her eyes
for a moment when she felt his hand move in circular patterns on her lower
stomach. But she stiffened up when she felt them move up to gently cup her large
breasts.
-
W-what are you doing? she gasped as he rolled his thumbs over
her hardened nipples.
-
Something that I wanted to do the moment I met you, said
Gaara, his voice husky and low. – Do you have any idea how hard it has been not
to touch you?
-
They are a curse.
-
I don’t think so… with these you can give pleasure, comfort,
food… more pleasure, purred Gaara as quickly got his hands under her shirt.
Sango let out a small
moan as he began to tease her beaded nipples with his fingers. She could feel
his breath on her neck. ‘Gods, what’s he doing to me?’ she questioned
herself as she let her hands wander over his muscular thighs. She was giving in
to a boy that was younger then herself. Suddenly she felt sand move up into her
pants and two seconds later she was naked from the waist down.
-
You pervert!! She gasped as the summer breeze blew over her
naked skin.
-
Mmm, but I like you better this way. Stand up a bit, growled
Gaara.
-
Why?
-
Do as I say…
Sango stood up a bit and
then he pushed his legs between hers and the bench and then he pulled her down
again, making her straddle his thighs instead. But before she had time to react,
he had pushed his length right into her body as well. He placed his hands on her
hips and held her down, preventing her from getting up again. She could feel him
pulsate with desire and it fuelled her body. He nibbled at her neck and she let
out a moan again.
-
Gods, woman, you’re tight, he groaned when she flexed her
inner muscles around his thick flesh.
Sango couldn’t answer
that. She could feel his sand whirl around her ankles as he helped her ride his
shaft. His hands moved up to cup her breasts again and she felt something warm
pool in her lower belly. Her clit was throbbing and she put her fingers to rub
it to relieve some of the ache. She heard him moan and that sound made her even
wetter.
-
Put your hands on the bench, Gaara whispered roughly and this
time she did it without questioning him.
He pushed her forward a
bit so he could rise onto his feet behind her. He took hold of her hips and
looked down where they still were joined. He could see the womanly fluids coat
his shaft and it made him harder. He pulled out from her warmth until it was
just the tip that was still inside and then he plunged forward.
Sango let out a small
scream as the new position gave rise to new sensations. Her nails tried to dig
into the stone bench as he began to move in and out of her. She could hear him
moan her name over and over and that triggered her to orgasm. His hand clasped
around her hips harder and he pushed as far inside her as he could. But before
she could come down from her peak he pulled out of her and with the help of his
sand he flipped her around and placed her on her back instead. He took her
ankles into his hands and parted her legs as he held her up a bit, making her
rest on her shoulders and neck only. With a swift move he was buried inside her
wet slit again.
Gaara’s eyes locked onto
her moving breasts as he pumped his flesh into her warmth. He could almost be
hypnotized by their juggling movements and his mouth watered. He had to taste
those globes again and he gently lowered her down to rest on her back again. He
leaned over her and smirked when he saw that she put her hands on the sides of
her breasts and pushed them together.
His mouth latched onto
one of her nipples and suckled it hard, making Sango gasp in pleasure. But
occurred to her that he not once had kissed her. She put her hands on his face
and gently pulled it away from her breasts. He looked at her with those
aquamarine orbs she had come to love so much. ‘Love… in such a short time… is
it even possible?’ she thought, but she already knew the answer to it.
-
I want you to kiss me, she whispered as her fingers brushed
over his skin.
Gaara nodded and took her
lips in possession. He could feel the tip of her tongue lick his lips, and he
opened up for her to explore his mouth. She tasted even better than he could
have imagined and found himself lost in her. He could feel her inner walls
constrict around his hard shaft again and this time he followed her over the
edge. He pushed as deep inside her as he could and released his seed. He had to
let go of her delicious lips and let out a howl like sound as he came. He held
still for a moment, riding out the extreme pleasure he just felt and then he
moved down to place his head on her soft chest.
Sango put her arms around
Gaara and held him tightly as her womanhood was throbbing with the aftermath of
their love making. She could feel his hard beat fast against her body and she
smiled. She cuddled him and placed a soft kiss on his red head. He looked up and
she was a bit surprise to see the gentle smile on his lips. Her fingers traced
the kanji on his forehead.
-
Want to go back to bed woman? he asked her with a husky
voice.
-
Yeah, someone wore me out, she smiled at him.
-
Ohh, I wonder who that could be…
-
Mm, I wonder.
He pulled his flaccid
shaft from her warmth and saw a stream of their joined cum leak out from her. He
blushed but refused to let it get to him. It was just natural he told himself.
He helped her up and formed a “blanket” of sand around her to cover her up as he
picked her up and carried her inside.
Sango giggled a bit as he
put her down in her bed, his sand was gone in the blink of an eye. Not a single
grain was left to irritate you when you went to sleep.
-
Amazing, she mumbled and looked up at him. He was removing
his clothes and she was surprised to see how well built he really was.
-
I know, he growled and crawled up into her bed and moved
under the covers with her. He snuggled closer and placed his head on her chest.
– Now we sleep.
-
You like to have those as a pillow?
-
Absolutely. Thanks to you I can finally sleep again.
-
Huh?
-
Talk more about it later. Now I just want to enjoy myself
here.
Sango laughed and dragged
her fingers through his red hair. Some day she would make him regret that he
tried to dominate her so much. But for now… she just enjoy having her brother
back, having her freedom and a lover. The future was looking bright for the
first time in five years.
THE END!!
Suna Dokuja = Poisonous
Sand Snake - a little something I came up with myself... thought it was pretty
clever...
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This was written for my
Cocktail Collection on my other account.
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