Chapter 2: Chapter 2
When we finally made it to Konoha, we met up with Hinata and the others at the college there.
Back in the days of The Program, everyone agreed on meeting places in each city just in case we ever needed to find one another in an emergency. We anticipated something happening where a backup plan was needed, but we never expected it to be something of this multitude.
What awaited us there was utter chaos. Not only did they find Hinata's sister, but they also found Dr. Uchiha and Masumi as well. The two adults were dead, one killed on purpose and one dying during childbirth. So they were frantically trying to figure out how to take care of a newborn infant.
Hanabi, Hinata's little sister, had been inhabited so the alien thing was removed from her neck. They said only a few hours had passed since everything happened when we arrived, so the young Hyuuga sister was still very much unconscious.
Hinata refused to go anywhere without her and multiple others refused to leave without Hinata, so everything was kind of at a standstill until both Hanabi awoke and we heard anything from Sasuke and Sakura, who had still yet to show up.
To our surprise, the moment Temari laid eyes on her brothers, she tackled them both into a hug with tears in her eyes, cursing at them loudly and thoroughly for scaring her like that. A small smile had found itself on my face at the stunned look on Gaara's face. Somehow, the three siblings were getting closer during all this craziness.
Just as I've come to like Kankuro, I also couldn't hold back tears when Temari turned to throw her arms around me, threatening to beat me to a pulp if I ever let someone touch my "cute little face" again.
To my utter disbelief, Naruto and Hinata weren't talking. Ino filled me in as she was tending to the baby, who had yet to be named, on what happened. Apparently, Naruto tried to act in a moment where he knew Hinata didn't want him to and it almost resulted in Hanabi dying.
Then it all made sense why Hinata seemed so cold and closed off like she had when we met first. She was feeling betrayed by the person she trusted the most. The way Ino described it, though, she agreed with Naruto's choice to try and intervene. Hinata was about to give herself over to Madara in an attempt to keep her sister alive. At the time, the Hyuuga girl probably felt like she had no choice, but everyone else likely realized that if the Uchiha man got his hands on both girls, he'd disappear and they'd all be gone.
It was a tough situation, that's for sure. One where neither party is wholly wrong nor right, which means making up would only be that much harder.
Neji and Shikamaru were taking the reins while Naruto was distracted by his mental distress and were organizing a search of the college for Dr. Uchiha's findings on the aliens. The man apparently claimed to have valuable information on how to get rid of them but was killed before anyone could ask about it.
It took two days before Kiba finally found something, and it could've only been him because he could smell the ink on the papers within the file he'd found shoved into the air duct behind the desk in Hinata's Father's office.
Neji read the papers aloud for everyone to hear, "The species, unnamed, is searching for a plant that they refer to as ''Dengen". As I understand, it is their primary source of nutrients, and they can not live without it. Though none of my research subjects have explained this, I hypothesize that this plant grows only in the deepest reserves of the ocean and is becoming scarce, hence their decision to come to land and search for more."
"That being said, I showed the subjects photos and even real samples of hundreds of plants, but none are recognized as "Dengen". Finally, I offered them a sample of Hiashi's manufactured plant, which he created to formulate his skin cancer medication, and received an astonishing reaction. Every subject made the same observation: the plant looks and smells like "Dengen", but once they taste it they say it is a fake. Thus, my theory is that there is none of their food source on land, and they simply started looking because this manufactured plant so closely resembles it. They can not tell the difference until they taste it."
Shikamaru rubbed his forehead stressfully, glaring at the ground, "This tells us why they arrived, but what are we supposed to do with this information? Simply capturing each inhabited person and proving to them that this plant or whatever isn't what they think it is will be impossible."
Neji continued after he flipped through a couple papers until he seemed to find what he was looking for, "When asked, the research subjects all claimed that they report to something called "Meishu", which they pointed out was in Sunagakure when shown a map. I believe this "Meishu" is a leader for this species. If this leader can be brought to reason by proving that no "Dengen" exists above water, the species will retreat to the oceans or at least stop their inhabiting."
The room was silent for a long time until Hinata spoke as defeatedly as she looked, "So, all of this…Everything is my family's fault?"
Naruto shook his head, "That's not true, Hinata! No one, not even your dad, could've known making that plant would cause all this." The Hyuuga didn't look at him and crossed her arms across her chest with a frown and kept quiet.
Everyone, myself included, looked at Gaara in surprise when he suddenly spoke, "Does it say where in Suna this "Meishu" is located?"
Neji momentarily stared, stunned, before realizing everyone was waiting. He fumbled through the papers some more, eyes moving quickly as he skimmed the reports before nodding, "It says here that he couldn't get the exact address or coordinates; but that he was able to narrow it down to an eight-block radius in the center of the city."
I looked at Gaara in silence, wondering what he could be thinking, but I didn't have to wait long before he told us all, "We're from Suna anyway, so we can go search for it, right?" He glanced at me and his siblings, who were standing near me. I nodded instantly. There wasn't a lot he could ask me to help with that I'd say no to.
Neji frowned, "That's great and all, but we don't have any of the Gosei plants. The notes say he ran out over a week ago. You won't be able to do anything even if you find them."
Ino interrupted, "There's a manufacturing plant in Iwa! I remember Sakura telling me about it when she was studying medicine."
The blond girl looked at Gaara, "What if some of us go there and get some and then meet you guys in Suna? That way you guys can search for that Meishi..Maishu thing while you wait for us to arrive." Everyone seemed to agree with this plan.
Hinata frowned, "What about Sakura and Sasuke, not to mention the baby?"
Tenten spoke up, sounding a bit hesitant, "I hope I'm not overstepping here, but what if Neji and I take you, Hanabi, Konohamaru, and the baby to our home? It's a couple hours outside of Konoha, but our parents will be able to care for the baby. The place is remote, so no one will attack there."
Hinata's face paled and she met Neji's gaze with wide eyes, "I-I don't know…It doesn't feel right leaving everyone else to travel so far away to fix a problem my family created."
Shikamaru scoffed, "I haven't been with you guys since the beginning, but even I know that no one cares. It's not safe to travel with an infant right now and your sister and Konohamaru aren't trained like the rest of us."
She looked around with tears in her eyes for a moment before hanging her head in defeat, "Fine, but as soon as I'm sure they're safe, I'm leaving to join you guys in Suna." Knowing there wasn't a point in arguing with her, everyone started making plans about who would go where and when they'd be leaving.
The room was alight with chatter for a few minutes, only to go completely silent when a familiar voice rang out from somewhere down the hall, "You guys!" Everyone turned to see Sasuke and Sakura making their way toward us.
My eyes danced over their appearances, and I sighed, relieved when neither had injuries deeper than a few scratches and bruises.
Ino shot down the hall to tackle Sakura into a hug, making the girl let out a small cry of shock, "O-Oh, careful! I'm sore!"
Ino was sobbing, "I don't give a fuck! I love you! I'm so glad you're alive!" The blond girl looked over to meet Sasuke's gaze and pulled him into their hug as well, "And you, you little shit! I'm happy to see you, too!"
Sai approached his brother, and Ino turned to look at him with a frown, reminding me of their argument before heading out in Oto. "I owe you an apology. I…didn't take your guys' disappearance seriously until it was too late." Sasuke shook his head at his brother, rolling his eyes as he pulled him in for a short hug before the four of them came over to join the rest of us.
After telling us what happened that forced them to separate from us, we filled the new arrivals in on our plans.
Ultimately, Shikamaru, the Subaku siblings, and I will head straight to Suna to search for this "Meishu" thing. Sakura, Ino, Kiba, and the Uchiha brothers will go to Iwa to obtain some of this manufactured plant before joining us. Leaving Neji, Tenten, Konohamaru, Hanabi, Hinata, Naruto, and the baby to go to Inaka to drop off Hanabi, Konohamaru, and the baby before the other four would circle back to join the rest of us in Suna in case we needed reinforcements.
Even at day's end, when everyone was cuddled up to go to sleep, Hanabi still hadn't woken.
In the middle of the night, I woke up and couldn't fall asleep again for some reason. The college was creepy at night. The only light came from the moonlight through the windows, casting odd shadows over everything.
The three men I've been traveling with have been so undeniably good to me since I got hurt. They've been acting like bodyguards since we arrived, scaring anyone and everyone away if it seemed like they were about to start asking questions. While I'm grateful for their displays of concern, I also feel quite guilty that they're all going to these lengths for my sake. If I'm being honest, though, the medication Kiba's been having me take has me a bit out of it most of the time.
I snuggled closer into Kankuro's chest and gripped Gaara's hand more tightly because his arms were tightly around my waist. Tomorrow we'll be heading out on yet another long and likely brutal journey, so I know I need to get as much rest as possible, but I simply couldn't manage to keep my eyes closed.
My skin was cold and dusted with goosebumps even though I had my coat on, a blanket over me, and a body on either side of me trying to keep me warm. After another half hour, I couldn't just lay there anymore. I was too restless and needed to get out some of my nervous energy, so I carefully untangled myself from the others and tiptoed my way out of the office.
Maybe if I take a walk, it'll wear me down and I'll be able to sleep when I return.
My feet moved steadily, not making a sound as I wandered down the hall and ended up climbing the stairway to the next floor. Despite the chaos that's been going on in the world, the inside of this college was relatively unscathed. There weren't any dead bodies that I could see and the furniture wasn't broken or trashed.
I came upon a bulletin board and stood to read some of the articles posted on it in the lowlight, only to feel the presence of someone approaching me from behind. Terror shot through me, but I forced myself to keep my breathing calm until the very last minute, when I turned and immediately threw a punch to defend myself.
My eyes widened, full of unshed tears, when Gaara caught my fist with one hand. He searched my face as he released it, "Sorry." I nodded, shaking my hand lightly to try and rid it from the sting him catching my punch caused on my knuckles.
Did I wake him when I got up? That's the most likely case.
Without saying anything, he turned and wandered into a room nearby, which I recognized as an office when I followed him. It wasn't a huge room with a large desk and two chairs sitting in front of it. The walls were decorated with awards and academic certifications.
Snapping me out of my curiosity, Gaara grasped my uninjured wrist and pulled me closer to him before pausing to see if I was uncomfortable. When he realized I was alright, he began kissing me, reaching around my body to carefully shut the door so it wouldn't slam loudly.
My heartbeat immediately rose in speed. Last time we were alone, we agreed that we wanted to get a bit closer, go a bit further. I didn't realize that he was going to act on that notion so quickly, but wasn't upset by his firm approach in the slightest. If anything, maybe this would wear me out and I'll be able to fall asleep when we go back downstairs.
In such a dark room it was hard to make anything out, but I could see his face clearly and that's enough for me.
My wrist was soon released and I sensed his hands hesitate before he guided us further away from the door a bit before suddenly lifting me up so I could sit on the edge of the desk. A wave of nervousness and arousal came over me when he caressed my jaw with slightly trembling fingers and slid his tongue in to swirl around and dance with mine.
The chill in my body was quickly fading as my blush rose and my body reacted to his actions.
I'm not a complete prude. I know what sex is, how it works, and what it's supposed to feel like, but I've always been too anxious to even try masturbation, so I hesitated to act on the electric heat beginning to pool in my lower regions.
My unsure thoughts were interrupted by his other hand gently running up my thigh before firmly holding my hip and pushing his body in between my legs so his chest was against mine. I briefly wondered where his coat was, but couldn't focus on the question with the undeniably attractive man's tongue in my mouth. The longer we're in here, the less hesitant his movements become.
After a minute or two, he pulled his lips from mine and spoke in a slightly raspier voice, "Touch me," before immediately returning to what he'd been doing.
After accidentally pushing him too far last time, I'd kept my arms at my sides to prevent it from happening again. So, per his request, I brought my hand against his chest, running it up until it met his neck before going further upwards to wrap my fingers into his soft red hair.
Gaara seemed to like the movement because he dropped his hand from my face and brought it down to grip my other hip before pulling me closer. On the very edge of the desk, my legs automatically parted a bit further to make room for his hips. They pressed into mine and a jolt of arousal strongly ran up through me, making a soft sound rise in my chest.
It didn't hurt my throat quite as much as it would've earlier in the day, meaning the medication Kiba was having me take was actually doing the trick.
It was very warm in the room now. I was struggling to breathe with the frantic increase of passion our actions had risen to. As if reading my mind, Gaara's hands fumbled in between us and he unzipped my coat before sliding it off with unstudied movements.
The inexperienced way he was doing things might've been a turn-off for someone else, but I only found it more arousing because that meant he and I were the same.
Once the coat fell lifelessly onto the desk behind me, his hands came around to my lower back to hold me more firmly against him. My hand instinctively came down to slowly feel the muscles of his shoulder, chest, and stomach before coming to rest at his lower abdomen when another sharp wave of arousal shot through me. This time, it was almost too much to handle and I had to tear my lips from his so I could let my head fall back as I gasped for breath.
The body sometimes just knows what to do and that seemed to be the case for Gaara because he naturally dipped down to my jaw and then my neck with his kisses as one of his hands came a bit higher on my back so I wouldn't fall backwards.
It felt amazing, all of it.
His hips unconsciously pressed more firmly against mine and another soft sound rose in my throat, making my eyes squeeze even more tightly closed. Hot breath tickled the damp skin on my neck as he spoke, "Does it feel good?" I nodded, running my fingers under his shirt so I could feel his warm skin against my hand.
He pulled me back upright and claimed my lips again, more confidently this time. My confirmation that he was doing things right seemed to encourage him. It's not like I know what I'm doing either, though. If I could, I'd probably ask him the same question to ensure he wasn't uncomfortable.
Face warming, I timidly let my hand explore his torso and back before pulling it down to tug on the bottom of his shirt. Hopefully, he'd understand what I wanted without being put off by the request.
To my delight, he pulled his shirt off over his head, parting our lips for a moment before returning. It was like the piece of clothing was blocking all the heat he was creating, and suddenly, it felt like a sauna in the small office. His pale skin was tight and hot under my fingers. It was impossible not to press myself more firmly against him.
After another minute or so, he mirrored my action, and I pulled back so he could tug my shirt off over my head, careful not to hurt my injured wrist. To my surprise, the bruises and claw marks on my face and body were healing quickly. It seemed like there wouldn't be any lasting scars on my face, so I didn't feel quite as ashamed when he looked over my appearance with unguarded eyes.
"Can I…?" I nodded, averting my eyes with a bright red face.
His hands momentarily felt my bare skin before surprisingly picking me back up. On instinct, my legs wrapped around his hips, and my hand gripped his shoulder so I wouldn't fall as he moved backward until his back hit the wall, and then he carefully slid down to the ground, so I was straddling his lap.
The way he could lead me around and pick me up as though I weighed nothing at all made me feel more feminine, somehow.
My hips naturally ground into his when his mouth pressed hot kisses into my neck once more. His hands were exploring my body, caressing the small of my back and running up my stomach. My eyes shot open when he suddenly unhooked my bra, and it fell loosely from my small breasts so he could squeeze them appreciatively.
To my utter shock, I felt the unfamiliar sensation of him getting hard between my legs, and he noticed because he pulled back to look me in the eye with a flushed face, "We can stop."
I shook my head and surprised myself by leaning forward to press slow, soft kisses into his collarbone, gradually moving up until my lips were dancing against the smooth skin of his shoulder and neck. I felt his breath hitch in surprise almost instantly. His hands shot down to my hips, and he gripped them tightly as I dared lick his salty skin.
It was likely we wouldn't get another chance to be alone for a while, and who knows what'd happen once this was all over with, so I wanted to use this chance to go as far as he'll let me.
He lives in Suna, a couple hours away from my house. I can't expect him to automatically agree to continue dating me when we won't be able to see one another often. Still, I don't want to bring it up beforehand and potentially make things awkward for the remainder of our short time together.
So, even though I was slightly trembling with nervousness, I forced myself to keep on. Our bodies naturally pressed against one another, and a sudden wave of pleasure from the hardness beneath me, pushing at a specific spot, climbed my spine and made me shiver with delight.
Gaara seemed to catch on and repeated the movement, making me pull back to look him in the eye. He held my gaze as he continued, eyes curious as I struggled to keep it together. Without breaking eye contact, his hands hesitantly slid up my thighs until he gripped the button of my jeans and paused to see if I wanted him to stop.
My brow furrowed, but I didn't want things to end here, so I let him continue. Before remeeting mine, his gaze strayed long enough to unbutton and unzip my pants.
"You're shivering. Are you sure you're not afraid?"
I nodded, giving him a firmer look to prove my point.
"Nervous?"
I nodded again, face likely the color of a tomato. The bashfulness I was experiencing wasn't because he was seeing more of my skin because he saw it all when we bathed together, but it was because he hadn't touched me anywhere below the waist that day, something he was cautious about.
His blush was deeper than I'd yet to see it, but he still pressed his lips against mine again. After a moment, he adjusted us so it'd be easier for him to reach before sliding a hand under my underwear.
My breath hitched when I felt his fingers come into contact with my pearl, and he pulled his lips away once more, "You're wet." I gave him a humiliated look, and he surprised me by donning a suddenly warm and slightly amused expression.
Rather than kiss me again, he studied my face and moved his fingers a bit, exploring me and trying to see what I reacted to. I was both horrified that he watched my expressions while doing something like this and flattered that he cared so much about whether I was enjoying it.
The pad of his middle finger suddenly hit me just right, and my spine straightened, my eyes widened, and my grip on his shoulder tightened in response to the sharp wave of pleasure the contact brought.
He perked up, eyes searching mine, "There?" I nodded shyly, my breath picking up slowly.
The Subaku boy experimented with various pressures, angles, and motions at that exact spot until it felt so good that I couldn't sit still anymore. A small moan got lost in my heavier breathing, and my hips moved naturally against his hand. I noticed, somewhere in the back of my mind, that he suddenly felt much harder beneath me, but I could only focus on the steadily rising pressure in my lower regions.
My head fell back slightly when his other hand came up to caress my breast, and my hips moved a bit more decidedly as he continued. A minute passed, and it became hard to choke back the tiny sounds of pleasure that continuously tried to escape my lips.
"Are you close?" His voice was almost strangled, as though he found it hard to speak.
I nodded quickly, meeting his eye with an incredibly desperate expression, but I didn't care all that much. I trust him completely. Not a single part of me wanted to hide my natural reactions from him because there wasn't a point in doing so.
The hungry look on his face almost sent me over the edge, but not quite. I pressed my lips against his as we continued what we were doing, and he eagerly kissed me back.
After another minute, the tightness in my lower abdomen seemed to snap, and a flood of lightning, thunder, and energy rushed through my everything. My mouth opened slightly, and my legs trembled as I closed my eyes. It was like hours passed that I froze atop him, but it also felt like seconds. Either way, once it faded, I was left breathless and satisfied.
Teal eyes searched my face curiously for a few silent moments before he slowly slid his hand back out of my pants, "You look…pretty." There was a bashful tone to his voice that I'd never heard, making my already red face heat further.
I shook my head as I attempted to regain my breathing. I likely looked weird or messy, but he argued, "You do."
My eyes danced over his face for a moment before I moved slightly back, and he lowered his knees so I could, watching me curiously. I tried and failed to unbutton his pants with one hand and had to meet his eye with a mortified expression.
To my dismay, he seemed to be forcing himself not to smile at my struggle, "Are you trying to do the same to me?"
With an un-serious glare, I nodded. His face slowly got red again as he unbuttoned his jeans. I unzipped them and looked up at him momentarily, waiting for him to give me the go-ahead.
Gaara averted his gaze, and I saw his adam's apple bob as he undoubtedly swallowed nervously, but he nodded anyway. My stomach flipped at the cute expression on his face. Steeling my nerves so I could return the favor he'd just given me, I struggled a bit before finally pulling his sex into my hand.
I don't know where it stood on the scale of size, but I knew that if we ever actually had sex, it was big enough that it was going to hurt like hell, at first, at least. Nervously, I began massaging it with my one usable hand. It was so warm, and an odd, sensual feeling rose in my stomach.
Right now was when I really wished I could speak because I wanted to ask him if I was doing it correctly, but instead, I had to look at his face to gauge his reactions. To my surprise, he seemed unable to force himself to meet my eye and squeezed his eyes closed with a bright red face as his head rested slightly back against the wall. My brow furrowed for a moment, unsure if I should change my technique, but I decided to just do what felt natural, and he'd just have to tell me if he wasn't feeling good.
Keeping my eyes on his adorable, bashful face, I continued what I was doing, changing the strength of my grip and speed of my movements every so often to see if it'd emit a reaction from him.
Finally, after a minute, his teeth grit, and I heard his breath hitch in his throat. Encouraged that I wasn't just sitting here making a fool of myself, I repeated the action that caused him to react. The muscles on his stomach flexed, unflexed, and then flexed again as his breathing became more unsteady and his hands curled into fists on the ground at his sides.
A moment or two later, an idea popped into my head. Glancing between his face and his sex a few times, I moved back further to lean forward and take the tip of it into my mouth. His entire body jolted slightly, and he spoke in a panicked hiss, "M-Matsuri!"
I looked up at him as I carefully slid more of his length into my mouth, and the expression of absolute disbelief on his red face made my stomach flutter again. Careful not to let my teeth get anywhere near him, I took a few moments to figure out how to breathe and what to do with my tongue. Once I got the hang of it, I felt one of his trembling hands hesitantly wrap into my hair.
He was just getting harder in my mouth, growing slightly more. I couldn't get the whole thing inside because if I tried and ended up gagging, I'd be absolutely horrified.
Suddenly, a minute or two later, he spoke in a breathy voice, "I'm gonna…Where do I-!" Before he could finish his question, his sex pulsed a couple times in my mouth, and then a hot and salty liquid exploded down my throat.
A surprised sound came from my chest, and I looked up with wide eyes but didn't pull away, or else it'd cause a big mess all over us. His brow was furrowed, and his lips were parted slightly. The teal eyes that are always hyper-focused and attentive were now glazed over as though he were somewhere far away.
A few moments passed, and he let out a relieved sigh before meeting my eye with a guilty expression as he breathed heavily, "I…didn't do that on purpose."
Now that I was sure no more hot, salty liquid would come out, I slid him out of my mouth before putting a few fingers to my lips as I carefully swallowed it. The expression on his face was still so stunned and unguarded, but he surprised me by groaning and covering his eyes with one hand, something incredibly out of character for him.
He didn't say anything, but I understood him anyway. Gaara was so incredibly embarrassed that he couldn't control himself, but I wasn't upset. Yeah, it surprised me because it happened so suddenly, and I've never done something like this before, but it wasn't all that bad. It didn't taste good, but it also didn't taste bad, so it doesn't seem like a big deal to me.
My eyes danced down to his member again, and I daringly leaned forward to lick a stray trickle of ejaculate off of it, making him jump in shock once again. When I looked up to give him a teasing expression, he glared with a red face, but I knew he wasn't actually mad.
After redressing ourselves and making sure neither of us physically looked like we'd just hooked up, we went downstairs and laid back down. Kankuro unconsciously wrapped his arms around my waist as I buried my face in Gaara's chest with a small smile and a bright red blush. If I looked up at his face, I'm sure he would have a similar expression. That was the first time either of us had done something like that, and we both obviously enjoyed it.
I had no trouble at all falling asleep after all that exhausting activity.
Weekly Power Status
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Ranking 
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