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I want to thank NaruGaafan for the title of the story. Without you, the title would not have matched the story. *bow* Arigato!!!

Falling in Lust

I can't really hear Shukaku anymore. I just can't hear him except for sometimes I think that I hear a faint voice calling to me but I just dismiss it as a dream. I am told that the Akatsuki extracted him from e, I was dead when the old lady Chiyo and Naruto saved me. I miss Shukaku but there is no way that the Akatsuki was able to take him from me all the way because his dreams and my dreams are the same and I know that I will be able to hear him clearly once more, I don't know when but it will happen. He is part of who I am.

When I woke up, I saw that I was surrounded by my people and the people of Kanoha together to save; I felt my heart expand, making me want to shout out. I did not know if my people actually cared for me or not before this moment. What made me the happiest though was seeing Naruto there, beside me, for if he was the only one there I would have felt just as happy anyway. I love him. I want to crack up into a grin whenever I think that. It feels so right.

I am such a coward. Couldn't I have given him a hug or something? Instead we shoot hands then parted ways. But still, when out hands me, electricity shot through my body, warming it up, making me feel hot and heavy. Did Naruto feel that way also? Or was it just me?

My love is growing and growing. Soon I'll not be able to keep this information to my self(that I love Naruto). I'll want more; the need to touch him grows; to run my hands across him silk like hair. To be close enough to breath in his scent, to hold his hands, to touch his face, to be close enough to touch my lips to his, to be closer still to intertwine out tongues, to be closer again to hear his heart beat synch with mine, to be close enough to feel him on every part of me (without any barriers), to never move from that place.

I slowly get up from my uncomfortable chair, making sure not to jostle around so much to hurt my tender hard-on. I stepped out of the room.

"Kazekage-sama" My guards bowed.

I inclined my head in return, hoping that they would not glance down and see what my kage robes were trying to hide. I felt warmth at my cheek and started hurrying to my chambers. I had to take a very cold (freezing) shower.

I looked up from the paperwork I was trying to finish up(in fact I'm really thinking about Naruto; should I visit Kanoha or should I invite him here? I really want to see him.) There was a knock at the door, one of the guards quietly slipped in and announced, "There's been a disturbance at the front gates. An unauthorized personnel trying to get in states that you know who he is and if told you would, I quote "beat the crap" out of anyone who refused to let him in. He has a big mop of blond hair, is extremely loud—"

"Let him in." I nearly shouted, trying to hide my smile. He was here. But why? I couldn't care less why, just that he's here. I want to jump with joy.

I try to get back to the paperwork but my hands are shaking in anticipation of seeing my sunshine. My pen is now tapping on the table; I force my self to stop. I started to take a deep breath when he burst in, bringing his radiance in, lighting up the whole room. He looked more beautiful then ever. He had not yet got a hair cut, which gave him a wild unattainable look, his bright blue eyes were shining, which made him look vulnerable, like something ready to be caught.

I tried to speak, forgetting to breath, "Na--"

I started to choke, coughing. Dammit, how I want to cry. I look so uncool. I heard "Gaara, Are you okay?" But his voice and everything else disappeared as all I was aware of was that his hands on the either side of my shoulders, his face inches away from mine.

I stopped choking, after taking the glass of water, he offered. "I'm okay." I tried to reply nonchalantly, but still away that he hadn't removed his hands from me. No, he had moved them to my shoulder blade, moving in a circular motion. I guess that he was trying to calm me, but that's not the effect it had, not that I was complaining. I I let out a small moan, after trying hard to keep it in. I hope, I hope that he didn't hear it. I felt my cheeks growing warm again.

His hands grew still. I want to scream, yell, and throw a fit. I didn't want him to stop. Who told him to stop? Why did he stop?

He lifted his hands away from me, still there but not touching me. I leaned into his hands, yearning his touch. I felt his questioning gaze on my face, but I did not look up at him, instead choosing to focus on my hands, clasped on my lab.

I felt his gaze on me again, this time daring me to look at him. I I turned my face up, defiant- I was stunned by how close out faces were; my nose touched his. He tilted his face, moving closer. I did the same. In slow seconds after what felt like eternity and forever, our lips met, electricity began to pound through me, more so than last time. I heard Naruto groan as the back of his throat. So, it wasn't just me. I pulled him into my lap, his legs on either side of my hips. My lips began to move furiously wanting more, needing more, never getting enough. His hands move to clutch at my robes, holding on for dear life. My arms circled his back then moved downwards to his delightful behind. I laid them here, then wanting to do more, I gave him a squeeze. He gasped, letting my tongue take refuge into his damp cavern, where he hid treasures. Our tongues battled, both of us wanting to take control. I brought my hands to his hair, buried them and gave him a yank so he was closer to me; I demanded to be top, he backed away into his mouth, shutting his precious, kicking me out. I coaxed him out, loving him and showing it all with my tongues and my lips. He put his arms around me and broke off the kiss. I leaned into him, to keep the kiss going but he put his finger to my lips stopping me. I grudgingly opened my eyes to see the most beautiful sight. Naruto, ruffled and flustered(I had caused that!), his cheeks flushed, his eyes a deep violet and dilated. I leaned into him again, he came closer too, out lips barely touching, "I love you" was whispered.

I don't know which one of us said it.

Now, I have him. I took Naruto. I really did. I have his smile. I have the marks on his face. I have his violet-blue eyes that softened for me and later darkened in desire. I have his blond, messy longish hair that I can touch when ever I want wherever I want. I have his red cherry lips that talk too much, but now I can shut him up with a touch of mine lips. I have his baggy orange suit he wears that hides how he is underneath because when he is with me he does not need it for I always want to see his body in all its glory. I have his beautiful graceful neck that I marked with red; they disappear too fast, then I have to mark him again as mine, as mine only. I have his long fingers that wander around my body, lingering here and there. There is so much more I have of him. There's too much to tell, but the fact is that I have HIM.

And the one thing I know more clearly then how much I love him is that we belong together, forever and ever, in the floating white where colors sparkle.

ok...I think this is it. it is the end. I believe.