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Sand in the Leaves	By : ahmenet Category: Naruto > General Views: 1274 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Patience. A lot of the questions
I've been asked will be answered in the next chapter, which I will
get out tomorrow if possible. Enjoy and thanks to those who have
reviewed.

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For three days he
thought long and hard over the subject of chuunin exams and
children's stories. Not that they had any bearing on one another but
they were plaguing his mind.

“You're
thinking very hard.” Neji commented as he floated over the
surface of the pool.

Their swimming
lessons had turned into a near nightly event. Gaara could now swim
well enough not to drown should he fall into overly deep water but
when the time came to end the lessons... neither seemed willing. So
here they were, swimming in the Hyuuga private baths in the middle of
the night. Talking and sometimes laughing but otherwise simply
enjoying the company. Gaara was thankful the temperature in Konoha
was so temperate. Otherwise they'd have frozen long before now.

“Why is
Sasuke the fox?” He asked, mind turning back to the children
story Sasuke was fond of telling his boys.

“Who knows?
I'd have pegged him for a snake.”

Gaara blinked and
thought on that a moment before choosing to let it go. Apparently
Neji was not a Uchiha supporter.

“They've
asked me to proctor the chuunin exams.” Gaara twisted his
wrists to keep himself afloat on his back.

There was a soft
sucking sound as Neji surfaced at the edge of the dimly lit pool
looking much more interested.

“Really? I
wonder why?” He didn't sound curious. He sounded suspicious.

“I don't
know. But I can make a fairly decent assumption.”

Gaara had been
surprised when Moegi had delivered the message. Not surprised that
she'd been assigned as his director, after all he'd spent some time
talking with her over various meals and group gatherings. No, it
surprised him that he was being offered the position. He held the
proper classifications, since his jounin status had been reinstated
through observation and testing. But none of the villagers knew him
that well and few of the other ninja had more than a passing
familiarity with him. He knew Ibiki Morino was kept a closely
guarded secret from most of the genin, but Gaara simply stuck out in
a crowd, especially since he was a foreigner. It would be near
impossible for them to keep him a secret. At least from the genin
here. However, the genin from other lands...

“So what are
you going to do?” Neji rolled in the water until he reached
the side. Seating himself in one of the open rock seats he leaned
his head back and closed his eyes.

“I'm going
to perform the examiners position as requested and...”

“Not what I
meant.” Nejis eyes slitted open and a smirk tipped one corner
of his lips to crinkle his eye. “I was thinking more along the
lines of what are you going to do to find out what this is all
about.”

Gaara frowned and
moved to rest on the wall next to him. He'd considered prying to
find out if his suspicions were true, that Suna was participating in
the exams, and if they were, what that meant for him but he'd never
been the subtle or sneaky type. He could form a plan but his methods
were most always forward and aggressive.

“I don't
think Tsunade-sama is going to simply tell me what I want to know.”

Neji sighed and
lifted his head from the wall. “Think outside the box.”
He stood and wrapped his arms around his chest to ward off the sudden
chill before leaning out to grab sponges from the side of the pool.

Gaara rolled his
eyes and turned his head to take his own sponge from Neji's
outstretched hand. “And what do you propose I do?”

“Ask
Shikamaru for help.”

Gaara sat bolt
upright and blinked, stunned. “What?”

“Shake the
water out of your ears. I said, ask Shikamaru.” Neji began to
sponge off while Gaara simply gaped at him.

“And what
exactly do you think he's going to do?”

“Anything
that he can get away with and that grates the Hokage's nerves. The
two of them have a long standing battle for supremacy. He'd love a
chance to pull one over on her, though he'd never admit to putting
forth the effort. Plus, he and Choji have kind of adopted you.”

“Adopted.”
The stunned look was getting worse.

“Yah. They
seem to think you're low on friends, which you are, so they've
appointed themselves. I have to say they are great men to have at
your back and you really couldn't ask for much better companions.”
Except the ones we've already lost,
he mentally added. “Though I'd advise you not to call Choji
'fat'. Things can get a little dangerous if you do that.”

Gaara had finally regained his composure and started sponging off
himself. He hadn't thought about it. Hadn't considered that these
men and women he was spending his days with and fighting along side,
were now his friends. They mattered to him. And it seemed, he
mattered to them.

“Why don't you talk to him over breakfast tomorrow. We don't
have training since the mission ran long.” Neji dunked under
and came up running both hands over his hair.

A small sound came from the far wall. Gaara cut his eyes to the
right but didn't turn.

“I can't. I'm meeting Moegi in the morning to go over duty
rosters and specialized rules.”

Neji choked on a laugh.

“What?” Gaara put his own sponge to the side and finger
combed his chin length, choppy hair.

“You have no idea do you?”

Gaara glared at him as he tossed his sponge on the side and stood to
walk past Neji. As he grabbed for his towel he felt Neji stand and
move a little closer to him. Directly behind him actually, but not
touching.

“Byakugan!”
His voice was so quiet Gaara
barely heard the activation of his family bloodline.

The sound came again. Gaara turned slightly to his side as Neji
leaned into his ear.

“They're here.” He breathed and Gaara smiled turned
feral.

“What should we do now?” He asked, turning fully to face
the other man. He was now nearly completely hidden.

“Oh, I can think of sooooo many things.” Neji crooned a
little louder. Hearing the distinct sounds of gasps and a couple of
groans.

“Then let's play.” Gaaras purred in reply before lifting
his arms toward pale shoulders.

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The two Uchiha wives stared at one another over the small breakfast
table both on in seiza. Izanami's legs were falling asleep.

“Where is Sasuke-kun this morning? I thought he would be
joining us.” Takako asked, her soft cultured voice a little
strained.

Izanami watched her with cool eyes. She'd never cared for this
socialite Sasuke had taken as a second wife. Probably because the
woman was a gold digger and an elitist. She cared only for her own
needs and spent most of her time coddling her son whom she hoped
would one day rule the Uchiha clan, that is when she wasn't sucking
up to their husband and interfering in his outside life.

“He took the boys out for breakfast this morning. He had some
business to take care of and thought he'd like to spend a little time
with them before hand. I'm going to take over in an hour.”
She pursed her lips against a smile as Takako's smile slipped a
little. “You're welcome to join me if you like.”

The young womans smile dropped completely and the look she now gave
wasn't at all friendly. “No, thank you. I find it hard to
make the trip in my current condition.”

Izanami resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Her counterpart spent so
little time out these days the woman didn't even know her 'condition'
was now shared by three months. Of course, if she did she'd be more
than a little upset that Sasuke was still sleeping in Izanami's room,
or appeared to be. Anything to keep his second wife from sneaking
into his room and into his bed without warning.

“But if you wouldn't mind, could you bring back the tea I've
ordered from the shop? It should be in today.”

Takako was fond of Genmaicha. The green tea mixed with non-polished
rice and pop-corn looked more like soup when infused and the medics
had tried to stop her from drinking it. It seemed she was using the
tea as a substitute for meals since it made the drinker fill full.
Takako was very conscious of her weight, feeling that proper women
shouldn't let themselves go just because they were carrying children.

“Certainly.” And Izanami would make a note to tell
Sasuke she was drinking the fishy tasting tea again.

A silence stretched between them and the elder woman noticed the
lines around Takakos eyes were gaining in depth and had been over the
course of the hour. Remembering the onset of her own labor with Hiro
she lowered her eyes to the womans distended belly and watched.
Moments later it contracted in, trembled for a few seconds then slow
loosened. Takako took a breath at that moment and lifted her cup of
tea with trembling hands.

“Perhaps I could call the carriage. Then you could come with
me. You look as though you might not be feeling well and the
hospital is only a few buildings from the park.” She stood and
walked to the screen behind her, intending to call for the carriage.

“Oh no. It's just a little stomach ache. Nothing a little tea
and a good nap won't cure.” Takako replied then sat her tea
down abruptly.

“But I insist. I'm sure Sasuke would be very displeased to
find you were not taking care of his children.”

The younger womans head snapped up and her eyes narrowed. Izanami
had no doubt the woman was waiting for their husband to return or for
him to be called home to attend her and reminding her that she meant
little more than a vessel for offspring always got her riled up.
Though it wasn't true, Sasuke cared for his wives in whatever way he
was capable, it still got the desired affect.

“I'll get my cloak. I suggest you do the same.”

Izanami allowed herself a small grin as Takako's dark head
disappeared through the opposite door. If she was right, the twins
would be born before nightfall and the Uchiha clan would boast it's
first female in this generation.

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“So why is Sasuke the fox?”

Moegi tapped a finger on the tabletop as she rolled her dango stick
in her opposite hand. They were suppose to be discussing his part in
the up and coming chuunin exams. Instead, she and Gaara had been
laboring over Sasukes children story and why Sasuke was a fox instead
of the obvious Naruto. This was going so much better than she'd
planned.

“Maybe he felt he was more suited to be the fox. After all,
foxes are considered demons or devious tricksters.” She smiled
and lifted the dango to her lips for a bite.

Gaara didn't notice. “That
implies he's playful and malicious. The man has no
personality, at least that he shows. I don't see how he could be
considered a trickster.”

“Good point.” She said as she swallowed her mouthful of
food and put the stick down. “I guess the only person who
really knows the answer is Sasuke. Though his first wife might have
an idea.”

Gaara nodded his agreement as he drank his tea but his mind turned to
another question.

“How many wives does Sasuke have?”

She smiled. “Two at the moment though I doubt they'll get him
to take a third.” At Gaaras confused expression she continued.
“He's trying to rebuild the clan. Under Tsunade's advisement
he took two wives to double his chances of having male heirs. He
didn't expect to have two boys right off the bat.”

“But he has three sons.”

Moegi nodded and her smile turned soft. Just thinking about that
little blond menace was enough to make anyone smile.

“Naruto was a surprise. Kiba, Shino and Hinata came back from
a mission with him in tow. Said they'd found him in an orphanage.
No one there knew where he came from or how old he was but those
three recognized the facial features.” She motioned to the
side of her nose and cut her finger down and over her cheek. “They
were pretty sure he was Itachi's and didn't think it would be wise to
leave a possible sharingan inheritor running around the Lightening
Country, so they brought him back here.”

She lifted her tea and took a sip. She had the red heads attention
now. He had his elbows on the table, chin resting on his cupped
hands. The thought that a foreign dignitary wouldn't put his elbows
on the table crossed her mind but she put it away in favor of keeping
those sea green eyes on her.

“The Hokage called Sasuke to the hospital and showed him the
kid. I think, until he saw him, no one knew how he'd react. I mean,
some people have that whole 'sins of the father' thing going. But he
took one look at the kid and nearly cried. At least that's what the
boss said. Seems he and his first wife were having trouble and he
could barely stand to be in the same room with his second wife.
Things were going slow and they were praying for a baby within the
year. Now here was his saving grace sitting up on the table smiling
at that room and The Hokage telling him the kid was healthy and in
excellent condition.”

She stopped her story to glance Gaara's way. The man was now lazily
smiling at her. She was trying to decide if that was a good thing or
if he was contemplating murder when he spoke up.

“Please, continue.” And again the words and tone didn't
match the lazy slouch he was currently in.

“Alright... oh yeah. They checked the kid out over a few days
and the day Sasuke's told he can take him home, Lady Tsunade drops
the exploding tag on him. The kids not Itachi's. Seems the psycho
in question was permanently 'damaged' during a mission while he was
still a leaf ninja. She found the records. Sasuke was so stunned he
didn't even flinch when she started asking him did he ever have
moments of lost time or was he ever given drugs that caused
unconsciousness or hallucinations. He just nodded and said yeah to
most of it, which had half the medics looking for someplace soft to
fall. I mean, none of us thought he would willingly be unconscious
or incapacitated around the snake. He didn't show much of a reaction
until she asked him if he remembered any women being made available
to him and if he'd had sex with any of them.” She watched
Gaara shrug.

“I'm sure that was embarrassing but not an unreasonable
question considering what he'd just admitted to.”

“No. But he turned green and barely made it to the trash when
she suggested that there may have been a group of test subjects and
that Orochimaru might have been breeding him just in case Sasuke
turned out to be less than satisfactory.”

“I can see that being a problem.”

“Yeah, well the screaming tirade he went on after that was
pretty much how everyone found out that Sasuke doesn't really like
girls.” She grinned when his eyes widened and he dropped his
hands to the tabletop.

“Doesn't like girls?”

“Not
in the least. I believe he said they would have
had
to drug him to get him anywhere near one of Orochimaru's surgically
altered, drug-whoring fuck toys. And that since he considered the
prospect of sex with any average woman nauseating at best he didn't
see how he could have gotten it up for something as revolting as
Kabuto's experiments.” She raised an eyebrow as Gaara mouthed
“drug-whoring fuck toy” and closed his eyes to the room,
no doubt visualizing the scene.
As he resumed his lazy slouch his lips pressed firmly together and
began to tip up at the sides.

“Well, after his big breakdown and another bout of vomiting at
the mention of aphrodisiacs she told him the boy was, in fact, his
son and he could take him home. He was somewhere between six and
nine months old and didn't have a name so they put down a birthday
for him and asked Sasuke what he wanted to name him. At that moment
the boss got up in his face, said 'You owe me' and preformed the
Shadow Clone technique.” Gaaras shoulders started shaking.
“Or should I say the Multiple Shadow Clone technique.”
Gaara covered his face with his hands and snorted. “And that's
the story of how Naruto Uchiha came to be.”

Gaara dropped his head to the table and started laughing in earnest.
Several people backed away from the two at the sound but Moegi just
smiled. Yes, this was working out so much better than she'd planned.

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“When do we get a day off?” Shikamaru whined as he
picked through his grilled fish.

“One week.” Choji plowed through his fish and raw eggs
then moved on to the natto.

“I need a drink.” Ino mumbled, twirling her chopsticks
through her miso.

“In one week you can have a drink. Bring your husband, he can
have one too.” Choji offered between mouthfuls of rice.

“Why don't you just invite everyone and have a party?”
Ino smiled as Chojis eyes brightened and Shikamaru groaned.

“I suppose it's going to be at my place again.” The
shadow weilder complained. “So troublesome.”

“That's six and it's not even noon.” Choji grinned at
his teammate and closest friend.

“Well, there's Neji. Why not invite him and get him to bring
Gaara?” Ino pointed out the long haired jounin as he passed
the front entrance.

“Oi, Neji!” Choji bellowed.

Neji turned toward the beefy voice and raised a brow before walking
inside.

“Party. Nara's place. Bring Gaara. And Sake.” Ino
ticked everything off on her fingers.

“Why am I bringing Gaara? Why can't Gaara bring himself?”

Ino just smiled while Choji cleared his throat and Shikamaru rolled
his eyes.

“You were not there
last night!” He glared at Ino. “Were you?”

When the blond started laughing Neji groaned. Was it possible for
this to be more embarrassing?

“We knew it was going to be
good but none of us would have dreamed
of the show you two put on.” Ino crowed between gaffs of
laughter.

“Had we known there were fifteen of you on the opposite wall we
wouldn't have done it!” Neji's cheeks pinked.

“Why did you do it?” Shikamaru asked curiously.

“Hinata, Hanabi and two of the main house staff have been
watching us for the last two and a half weeks. The 'show' was meant
for them.”

Shikamaru looked at Ino who'd finally managed to stop laughing but
couldn't stops smiling.

“What was the show?”

Neji turned a brighter shade of red as Ino smiled slyly in his
direction.

“I wonder if you're blush is head to toe too?” Neji
growled at her. “Fine, fine. The boys made a show of being
rather 'comfortable' with one another. The steam made it so you
couldn't see much but with the noise they were making everyones
imagination was running overtime. Then the steam cleared a little
and Gaara wasn't there anymore. Everyone moved to the other side of
the wall to see if we could find him and there we find Hinata, Hanabi
and a couple of other girls staring red faced at a now naked red head
who's towel had somehow slipped it's knot.”

Choji choked on a bit of cabbage and Shikamaru swallowed to hold back
the laughter.

“Myself and at least fifteen other females can confirm that he
is a natural red head.” Ino leaned back in her chair with a
sigh.

“They were in my blind spot. I didn't see them until it was
too late. By then, Gaara was already out of the bath and then his
towel was too heave and slipped off.” Neji sighed in defeat,
looking around to see if anyone else had heard.

“Gaara's blush is a little brighter than his hair. The
contrast was spectacular.” Ino crooned.

“He's going to kill you.” Shikamaru shook his head at
his demented teammate.

“Nah. He's going to kill Anko's genin team. They were the
ones selling tickets at the gate.”

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