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Love Me When I'm Gone	By : KittenCobra Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1971 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto (the manga or anime) or any of the characters included within it. I only own the original characters in this story including the main character Utako Mizuke. I do not make any form of profit off of this story.

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20. Threat
Gaara, Kankuro and I left his office immediately after the four leaf shinobi left it. We headed straight home, instead of wandering along the normal convoluted routes. They are both still angry. As soon as we enter the house Gaara whisks me up into our room, leaving a stunned Temari to receive her explanation from Kankuro.
He shuts the door and presses my body tightly against the wall. He strips his own clothes, remarkably keeping me pinned in place. He kisses me roughly, need pouring from him in overwhelming waves, and begins shedding my clothing as well. He growls in frustration at the panties I wear and simply tears them off before cupping my ass in his hands and lifting me. He begins to suckle on my breast as I wrap my legs around him. I grip his shoulders tightly. My body burns beneath his touch and I gasp as he enters me roughly.
I moan aloud as he starts to move. His thrusts are wild, almost desperate. I can feel my response to him burn wildly out of control, heightened by his need. I reach fulfillment quickly, and cry out; sagging into him blissfully. He lifts me from the wall and tosses me down on the bed. He coaxes me to roll onto my belly and then lifts my hips to meet his. He gives a single hard thrust and buries himself deep again.
“Gaara!” I cry out at the intensity of the sensation.
He begins moving inside me again; continuing his sweet torture. One hand keeps a firm grip on my hip as his other hand never stop roaming my body. His low moans fill my senses and blend with my gasps and cries. His pace gets faster, and his movements rougher. I bury my face in the mattress to stifle my scream as I feel his release tear through him, sending me over the edge once again. Afterward, we simply lay there for several long minutes, reveling in bliss and breathing hard.
“I’m sorry… if I hurt you,” he whispers roughly.
“No need,” I croon and roll to face him. “It was wonderful… as usual handsome.” I nip gently at his ear with my teeth, and am rewarded by a full body shudder.
“I’m also…” he pauses as if struggling for words, “sorry that I… lost control of my anger. I should have remained calm and not exposed our relationship that way. I should have protected you.”
“Nonsense,” I push up on his shoulders, to look in his jade eyes. “You were protecting me. Jirahya… that was a dirty trick on his part! He suspected as soon as he felt your anger about my leaving the village. He assumed you would be… jealous of Naruto! If you can believe that.” I scoff.
“I was,” he states coolly.
I gasp audibly in shock and search his eyes. “Why on Earth would you be jealous of him?!”
“He is… better for you.” Gaara states, as if it is a simple explanation. I actively search his thoughts. He sees Naruto as someone to aspire to; someone who deserves respect. He houses a Jinchuriki, but unlike Gaara, has never used it to torment or kill for pleasure. He regrets his former life – his misunderstanding of what was important. Naruto is someone else who could protect me, and with Jirahya and Tsunade to aid him, he could even potentially offer me more protection. He was… Oh my God… he was afraid I would accept their offer. He is still afraid it was the right thing for me to do.
“Do you have no idea how I feel?” I ask him with tears in my eyes.
He simply looks back at me confused. I offer her pleasure… he thinks to himself.
“Gaara,” my voice is suddenly so thick I can barely speak, “I… I do not stay with you because you can protect me… or simply because you offer me pleasure. That is not what holds me here.”
He stares at me, but does not move. He is searching for another explanation, and cannot find one. I feel a tear slide down my cheek. He has no idea how precious he is to me.
“I love you, Gaara,” I explain.
His eyes grow wide, and he looks even more confused. I roll over on top of him, and trap his face between my forearms. I kiss him with all the love I possess, dropping the walls from between us… just enough to let him feel. I let my desire, my passion flow through us. I think of how sexy he is, how much I love his voice, his eyes, his hair, and even his kanji scar. I remember when I truly fell in love with him, the first time he hugged me so tenderly on the rooftops. I remember realizing I loved him, lying out in the dust in the desert, before returning home with him. I remember night after night of passion, and feeling my love like it would burst forth from my body. I remember wanting to stay… wishing the world would allow us to be together… wishing I wouldn’t eventually have to leave him.
I pull back and start to sob. Oh God… what have I done?
“I’m sorry, that was cruel.” I put the walls back up in my mind, and pull completely away from him.
His shocked expression bores into me, and he reaches out to touch me again. “Cruel?”
“Not now… but later,” I explain. “I did not want it to be harder for you when I am gone, but I can’t believe you thought I cared so little for you after all this time! Naruto holds no interest for me, Gaara… because I do not love him.”
“Love?” He still has confusion pouring from him, but it starts to meld with… happiness. A happiness I wonder if he has ever felt before. “I… I do not understand love… but this feeling you have for me… if this is love…”
He snatches me into his arms again and kisses me tenderly. “Then I love you also, Mizuki.”
I smile, and my heart feels so full it will burst at his confession.
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At dinner that night, Temari and Kankuro are agitated. They keep glancing around the room restlessly. They fear for my safety; for Gaara and themselves, now that I have been further exposed. I feel nauseous. I cannot stand this tension. I abruptly jump up from the table and race to the bathroom. I barely even make it to my target, before everything I’ve eaten comes back up in a rush. Temari races to my side, and holds my hair back out of the way for me. Gaara and Kankuro stand nervously outside the door.
“I’m okay,” I mumble after a few moments. “I just need to lie down for a minute.”
Gaara gently lifts me and lays me down upon the couch in the living room. Temari grabs a cool, wet cloth and drapes it over my forehead.
“Are you ill?” she asks with concern.
“I don’t think so,” I try to calm them. “It’s just all the stress. It’s bad enough when I just worry for me, much less worry about the danger I’ve put you into also.”
“Damnit! Don’t you worry about us!” she shouts, and then lowers her voice in apology. “You aren’t in this alone anymore Mizuki. You’re… you’re family now. We protect our family.”
“Damn right,” Kankuro adds with confidence. “Besides, the leaf are our allies. We’ve had our troubles in the past, but they’ve come to our aid before and we’ve come to theirs. They helped us get Gaara back, even after he was killed by those Akatsuki bastards recently.”
I shudder at the thought. “The Akatsuki are some of the ones looking for me.”
Gaara comes to sit on the floor next to the couch I am lying on, and kisses my cheek gently. He does not speak, but simply offers me comfort.
“Like I said,” I try to backtrack. “This will pass. I just need a few minutes.”
They let me rest upon the couch for the rest of the night, and then Gaara brings me upstairs and tucks me gently into our bed against him. I fall asleep with his breathing heavy in my ear.
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