A/N: ugh, break ups are tough to withstand. But I guess…life goes on like it should and nobody is running on empty because the love tank is always full. But that break up will not stop me continuing this piece. It's the last and I think isn't that important but, yeah, it fits to complete the whole story's perfection.

*Note: -^-^-^-^- are your indicators for as new section or a new voice.

Disclaimer: I do own Tsumaro, the cook. I created him up, but I do not own Naruto.

Sweets, Goodies, and Pancakes: chapter 3

Naruto did not waste any time to the kitchen, running as if his life depended on it, (and in his case, it slightly did). Once he entered through the white double doors leading into a crowded and busy kitchen, he screamed at the top of his lungs, "everybody out! I need the kitchen for a very special situation!" but nobody moved. They all stared at him like he was crazy. Damn it! I need a better announcement.He exited out into the hallway and made a clone, looking exactly like Gaara. He nodded the signals to the clone that understood what to do and walked into the kitchen.

"Everyone, exit the room…" announced the clone.

"Oh! Kazekage, my Lord!" One of the chefs looked puzzled but startled all at once, "why must we leave?"

"No questions…everyone will have the day off…I'm just not hungry for your food…today…so leave…immediately." The clone Gaara was scanning the room for a chef who looked dependable, "except you, um…"

"Tsumaro, sir." replied the chef.

"Tsumaro, you stay…I need your help with cleaning the kitchen…"

"But, the kitchen is always clean, sir." As everyone left the room and the clone was sure that no one would come back in, Naruto walked into the kitchen while the clone vanished in a thick puff of smoke. Tsumaro yelled, "You! You tricked me! How could-,"

"Hey! Don't say a word. We need to work this out. That was just a drill to get your little chef friends out of here."

Tsumaro left his mouth hanging, "what? No way! What if you're some wild assassin trying to food poison the Kazekage or someone else in the building?"

Naruto gave Tsumaro a stern look, wishing he'd never open his mouth about Gaara. "You have no idea how I feel towards that man. If you were any less stupid than you are now then I would have killed you first, but since I need you, cooperation would be the best thing to do right now instead of questioning why I'm here."

"Psh, I don't care what you say, I'm getting out of here and telling that there is an intruder in the kitchen, trying to hurt the Kazekage."

"You better not if you know what's best for you, Tsumaro."

"And why should I listen to a stranger like you?"

Naruto huffed out a breath of air, indicating his stressfulness and how he had to explain his emotions to a stranger. "Because…he's everything to me…do you not get it? I'd do anything for him and if that means getting his attention no matter what, then I'll do whatever the fuck it takes!" there was a silence to the room and when Tsumaro did not respond, Naruto spoke softly, "could you please…just help me…Tsumaro?"

Tsumaro who stopped at the foot of the entrance turned and replied, "oh alright. What do you need?"

He smiled. "You can help me out with getting these ingredients. But you have to make sure -promise me- that you don't tell the Kazekage that I am the one who sent the treats out to him, okay?"

The chef rose an eyebrow, "um, sorry, what?" He seemed terribly confused and so Naruto broke down the basics to him, "oooohhh, ok, I get it."

"So you'll help me?"

"Sure, but if you want to do this, we'll have to hurry and seeing that you shooed everyone away, I don't think we'll have time."

"No problem," replied the blonde and with one clear shout and a complete set of hand motions, a successful jutsu was preformed and about 8 shadow clones separated from the original. "This should be enough."

"Wow…shadow clones? Really?" he asked unenthusiastically.

"Hell yeah, they show support! When in doubt just rely on your jutsu to help you out."

"But," protested the chef, "what about the other chefs? I mean, they could've been useful."

"Psh, whatever, they wouldn't last a second with my recipes. I hate it when they change it and try to make it taste better, and besides, what better way to cook than having a couple of clones that know the recipe by heart."

"Then why do you need me?"

"You'll be the provider. Just send it to him." Naruto then turned to his clones. "Are you ready, guys?" with one shouting cheer of approval Naruto threw a thumb up. "Great! Let's start from the top!"

Oh god. What do I say? What do I say?Tsumaro walks into the meeting room and heads over the Kazekage.

Gaara was sitting in his chair at the meeting, listening to an interesting idea on building future structures for the good of his city… "The idea sounds reasonable...We could—," but he suddenly was interrupted by a certain chef who set a bowl of what seemed like homemade vanilla ice cream. He looked slightly confused at the food as he faced the giver with a 'What is this?'expression.

"Um, it, it's a gift, from a, um, chef, in the…kitchen, yeah, that's right." The chef seemed so jittery and nervous that he didn't even stay to receive an answer from the Kazekage. Ugh! Why'd you say that? He yelled in his mind while running back to the kitchen.

"That chef is too awkward," said Temari.

Kankuro was eyeing the bowl hungrily. "You don't mind, do you?" Gaara slid the bowl down to Kankuro. "Yes! Finally, some food."

"Kankuro," Temari yelled, "you're always hungry."

"You try making it through the whole day without any break fast lunch or dinner," he shouted back.

Gaara glared at them, grabbing both of their attentions to quiet down and get back to business. "…Lets get back with the blueprints…"

…"Sooo, how'd it go?" inquired a happy Naruto.

"I-I don't know!"

"What? I thought you gave him the bowl?" Naruto held his fist up in the air as if to punch the cowering chef.

"I did! I just didn't know if he ate it! I think Kankuro will get all of these treats that you're making. He hasn't eaten all day."

He rolled his eyes and sarcastically replied, "Great…" He stood for a second thinking of what another sweet could be made in the time they had. He glanced around the room for supplies that would spark and idea. "Oh! That's it! I got another sweet! But um, you need to make the last and final recipe."

"Why me?" he whined.

"It'll throw him off, and don't whine! Just do it!"…

…About twenty minutes later, the certain chef headed back down to the meeting room where he entered and set the sweets down in front of the Kazekage. "C-cookies, f-for you m-my lord." And again, he rushed out of the room before Gaara could speak. What the fuck is your problem Tsumaro? Calm the fuck down!

"What is up with these treats being sent to Gaara all of the sudden?" asked Kankuro as his deep brown eyes cornered the freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.

Gaara didn't hesitate to push the plate to his brother, after taking one, "who ever is doing this, I will speak with lat—," but before he could finish his sentence, the nervous chef busted in and gave the last treat to him, putting it on his desk. This time, Gaara did not pass the plate to his hungry brother, but instead, stared at the last homemade food with anger raging inside of him.

Is someone toying with my emotions? Who insisted that they could? It wasn't funny to take something that only one person, his person, could create beautifully, that also carried a special meaning, then try to make an attempted copy that looked nothing like the original. He knew that no chef could imitate the work of his chef. The conclusion of this meeting shall wait a bit. I need to know who is doing this…

"Excuse me," he said as he quickly rose from his chair, grabbing the plate of pancakes and rushing out of the room without having heard the last words of frustration from the elders who yelled at him to sit back down and finish the meeting.

He began dashing to the kitchen area where the double doors flew open as he walked in. "Who!" he yelled at the trembling chef who was hiding near the sink. What? Where are the rest of the cooks? "Chef Tsumaro, where are the rest of the cooks? I demand to see the cook who interrupted my meeting with these baked sweets, including this one!"

"W-why is t-there something w-wrong with that one, s-sir?" he shakily asked, "I-I'll tell y-you," he gulped, "it was I who created that one, my lord."

"Then I want to know who made the others." There was so much anger in him that he threw the poorly made pancakes across the room where the plate smashed into pieces and the pancakes were splattered onto the wall while the syrup slid down in a slow fashion.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a familiar voice joined into the red head's irritated and angry atmosphere. "It was me." Naruto stepped out from the wide freezer-way where he hid.

The sight of Naruto made the situation worse, for, Gaara didn't feel like getting what he needed off his chest, but he guessed there was no way of turning back. "What the fuck are you doing here?" he growled as he took a few steps forward, anger raging even more.

Naruto shrugged. "I don't know. After you left, I knew what I was doing wrong…"

"So you think that just because I left, you can come here and mess with my emotions?" he yelled and took even more steps closer to his friend.

"No. I would never do that—,"

"It seems like it now Naruto," responded the other sarcastically while his closed in more distance. Why would he even try to apologize? He's too immature to.

"Gaara, please, understand what I'm trying to tell you."

"How can you honestly ask for my understanding when you didn't take my emotions in? The whole time I was being honest, were you? How much can you hold back before you blow up in your best friend's face? How far will you go for the person you care about? How much can your heart hold for me Naruto?" With every word spoken, he calmed more but there was something different about him that the blonde picked up, something in his eyes that seemed to make Gaara…vulnerable.

They stood in front of each other, equally about to break, but kept their heads held high. Light blue orbs locked with a mixed emotional wave of sea-foam green that splashed a color of sorrow towards him. A hand was gently being placed onto Gaara's shoulder, and so was the other, until both arms wrapped around his neck, pulling their bodies in closer.

Naruto spoke softly, "…just enough to say I'm sorry for being a jerk…just enough to do whatever it takes to see you…and just as much to where I can say I love you as many times possible because…I do, and its fine if you can't make your answer now or you need some time to think or-"

Gaara interrupted his little speech as he grasped blonde locks and pulled him in a fierce kiss. Naruto reached up farther on his toes and got to the point where Gaara picked the smaller frame up and set him on a nearby countertop, where their kiss did not decrease or part in any way.

His hands slipped through burgundy locks, randomly grasping hair. He was so overwhelmed that, sinking through the metal countertop he was sitting on seemed like a good idea to drop and slip away into a puddle beneath his lover's feet. "Gaara—," he choked out from lack of oxygen. Tears were rolling down sun kissed skin, "I'm so, so sorry," sobbed Naruto with a slight embarrassed feeling.

Gaara reassured the fox boy, kissing his forehead, "…I forgive you…" he replied, while wiping away the teary tracks that laced his new boyfriend's cheeks with embarrassment and complete sorrow.

"Wow. I never saw that coming." Chef Tsumaro had risen up from his hiding spot where he smiled brightly at the two couples before him. "You guys really do make a good pair."

Naruto couldn't help but smile. "Sh-shut up," he chuckle out as he wiped out the rest of the tears away.

"Tsumaro, you can go. You are dismissed."

"Thank you my Lord. And thank you Naruto, it was a pleasure to help you out."

"Well, that's only because you had no choice, but that's ok. I'm glad you agreed and didn't back out." Tsumaro nodded his head and left. "So," Naruto looked back at his lover, "I guess you have to go back to your meeting?"

He nodded. "I must finish the blue prints, but I promise…" and he paused to gently rub their noses together, "…we'll get some ramen later."

The blonde giggled as he pictured the night with bowls of ramen all around him…but something in the back of his mind had suddenly jumped to the front, causing a slight discomfort to establish itself down south. Was there going to be more than just the taste of mind swirling ramen tonight? Would there be something that he'd enjoy more than that savory mouth warming food? As his thoughts raced with curiosity that clouded his mind, he kissed his boyfriend long and smooth before turning to his ear. "Tonight?" he said huskily, "I can't wait…"

The cool cold breeze of air wisped through the city of Suna on the Tuesday night. Every light was glowing with their vivid colors and merry invites towards wandering travelers to come inside and relax, to have a drink and waste the night away. Even though sitting and relaxing seemed nice for the two boys, Naruto refused to sit and waste the night away because every near by ramen shop near the mansion had no receding individuals or groups.

"What the fuck is up with these fucking village people, damn it!" barked the boy as he tried to gain access inside the open shop that was surrounded by a massive wave of customers who paid no attention to his harsh curse words about them. He couldn't see anything, not even one glimpse of those delicious hand made noodles that blew his hungry stomach to bits. "Only the smells, Gaara," he sniffled as he slowly receded from the swarming pool of people, "only smells replace my eyesight for that tasteful medicine of life."

Gaara felt bad that his friend would have to go through the night disappointed from his favorite food in the world. "Don't worry Naruto," he said reassuringly. "Let's head back…" I have an idea…

The thought of returning to the mansion without any food in his stomach would be the worst feeling in the world, but Naruto agreed and followed his mate to the room that he was working in earlier: the kitchen. "Why are we here, Gaa-chan?" he asked. He was seated by the red head who casually walked towards the pantry and brought out the ingredients to create the special food that Naruto adored the most. "Um, ha, nice, so I guess we're making something," he said tiredly getting up from his stool.

Gaara told him to sit down again, "no, you sit…I'm going to make you something…"

Naruto looked confused, "like what?" Gaara can cook?

"Something…" replied the red head and he handed the ninja a blind fold. "Take this and blind fold yourself…use your scent instead of sight…"

"Jeez, is this some type of weird ninja lesson? Because, Jiriya already taught me to use my scent and not sight by telling me to dodge his attacks, didn't work out quite well. I was pretty beat at the end of the sessions." He took the blindfold anyway and shaded his eyes in darkness.

"No, this is much different…I won't hit you…this is a guessing game…" he replied as he retrieved a bowl, some eggs, and cooking utensils.

"Aww, but I hate guessing games, you know that." Naruto looked around him, hands and arms waving everywhere until he reached a body that was familiar. He smiled as a pair of sweet lips rested onto his, but broke it off when light touches from his stomach suddenly tickled his body. "Not cool," he responded as Gaara slowly drew away.

"I need to get started."

"You won't leave me, right?"

"No, never," responded the other as he poured a large amount of flour into the basin.

"Good, because, I don't know what I'd do if like, I ran into a counter top trying to find you with the blindfold on, or worse, fell off my stool. That'd be bad."

"But you wouldn't…I'll be here…promise…"

"Okay…I trust you…"

Could things be any more difficult? He never knew that cooking could be so hard when Naruto does everything with a swift hand. He's just gifted…he thought as he tried molding the dough into a ball, but the leftovers were sticking to his fingers, more flour? Yeah.Once he was finished and sure that no leftover dough would attach to his fingers, the instructions said to wrap the dough into a moist towel and let it sit there for about thirty minutes.

These were the precious minutes that he used to tease his companion who waited patiently on the stool. "Ohhh," he moaned, "you are so going to get-," he paused as Gaara breathed into a sun kissed neck.

"Hmm, get what?" whispered the other.

"You're going to, to, to, uhhhh," but he could not finish his sentence, speechless as the other male continued to seduce him. "Hm, teasing is a horrible thing to do!" whined the blonde in protest to Gaara's sensual touches and sweet kisses everywhere, except, his excited lips. Oh how he wanted to kiss him passionately. Gaara finally reached near the blonde's face, till his lips and Naruto's were equally lined up with each other only to purposely miss kissing him and lift his bottom lip quickly to touch Naruto's eager top lip, teasing him in the end. Naruto sat with a hot face, confused at the action and why Gaara was leaving his presence again. "What's that for?" he asked softly.

"Earlier…remember?" He got back to the now moist dough and began the next process which was to roll it out, fold it, then cut it thinly.

"Oh…yeah, heh, I remember…" he said bashfully, "but, I didn't really mean to make it like that."

"Mhmm…"

"Okay, well, maybe a little, but it was the right thing to do at the time, because I couldn't wait to go out with you tonight, and the lusty stuff just sorta, eh, slipped?"

"Okay, Naruto…"

"I'm serious!"

"Shh…" said the red head. His concentration was focused on cutting the thin slices of dough to make the noodles. It was good that the stove was on with its flame ablaze, boiling the pork flavored water. Gaara continued cutting but placed the perfectly thin slices of noodles into the pot.

Naruto lifted his nose up and sniffed. "Mmm, soup? Pork! Pork soup? Really?"

"Nope…" replied the other, "…try again…"

"Well it sure has pork in it, I smell it! So, it has to be a type of food with pork in it, or it has to be pork flavored, right?" He was excited to know that the food he was receiving was pork flavored and that he got the guess right when Gaara responded...

"Yes, it is pork flavored…" More of the thin slices were set in the pot and Gaara already started to add extra ingredients for the broth part of his creation. The instructions said to mix any type of vegetable with the broth, but like an amateur, he did not know what types to put in. I guess I'll just copy what the book has down…

He was finally finished with his creation and poured a bowl for the hungry, still blindfolded, boy. "Oh wow!" He sniffed in the steamy bowl and smiled from ear to ear, "it smells so good! What is it? Can I take my blindfold off?"

"Naruto, I want you to eat with your blindfold on and guess…" he said as he carefully put a fork in the other's hand then lead it to the bowl where he began to feed him slowly. "Careful, it's hot…"

"Aww…" He took in a bite, letting the food sink into his taste buds to consume the whole flavor. "Oh shit! Oh shit! This is! Mmm…RAMEN! Pork flavored ramen? Wait? What? Ramen?" he took off his blindfold, puzzled, "How? You didn't—," Gaara nodded, "you cooked it?" again, a nod, "Gaara…"

"I wanted to make some because…ramen is your favorite and the ramen shops were over crowded…" Naruto couldn't say anything else as he smiled then filled his mouth with noodles. "Does it taste ok?"

He nodded in agreement, "it's delicious!"…

…Later on, when four bowls of Gaara's ramen were completed, Naruto complemented greatly on his meal. "Ahhhh," he exhaled, rubbing his full happy stomach, "this was the best tasting ramen I've ever had, but uh, I didn't know you could cook?"

"I just followed the recipe…nothing much…"

"Well, it was awesome, thanks." He reached over to the red head and pulled him into a kiss of appreciation. The one small peck became heated and more forceful and Gaara suddenly picked his lover up bridal style and began to head out the kitchen and up the stairs to his dim lit bedroom.

Naruto chuckled in the kiss as his lover lowered his body on the soft cloud like mattress and carefully lay on top after he was set. They paused to take in as much oxygen needed, pecking here and there and showing tiny affections. Gaara spoke softly. After minutes of admiring his lover, he became stiff with one question boggling his mind, "…Naruto…I want you…"

The blonde became nervous, afraid of what to say, but he knew deep inside this would bring him and Gaara closer than ever, and also, he too wanted to feel the admiration of physical contact. "Yeah, I want you too, Gaa-chan." He smiled brightly and as much as the blonde wanted to start off the next sacred motion, he began to tremble as he tried to plan out what to do. The exhilarating adrenaline rush boiled in his blood as he gazed at the porcelain and pink tinted cheeks that completed the beautiful face lying in front of him. He could feel his muscles twitch as the hint of nervousness/excitement consumed every inch of his mind.

It made him feel like he was feather floating in a warm summer's breeze, but only across Suna's golden dunes would he fly up and over the vast sandy hills. Although as this fox boy was taking this certain "high" into effect, he also felt as if he didn't know how to put things in order, which, would ruin everything if he ever did something careless and stupid, but the exhilaration was over powering any other misleading emotion and it caused his natural instinct to move in closer to the red head, teasing him with playful kisses, then flipping him over in one slow motion then straddling him until he was content.

Gaara looked at his lover with half closed eyelids, caught in a misty daze. He knew what would happen next, they both knew and every second with Naruto, he craved to just feel what it meant to bewith someone, to finally realize what sharing love would be like for the first time. Having the other male in this demanding position made him feel defenseless, but he decided that maybe letting the other have his way of fun and knowledge would be reasonable…but only for the moment…

Naruto smiled at the red head, like he knew what was being said in his mind. Ah, so he wants me to have my way?He raised an eyebrow of curiosity, "what's the catch?" he asked.

The red head moved in towards his ear, whispering in a husky tone, "no catch…only fall." Naruto felt like mush as he melted in his boyfriend's lusty voice and slipped through the unexpected playful bites from his lover who attacked his ear.

No, no, this wasn't my plan! I'm supposed to have my way!Reaching back into reality, he pushed the other from him onto the mattress and pinned his hands above his head. "I thought I was in charge?" said the blonde. Gaara smirked; he was going to get it as his blonde lowered his head towards a pale neck, right below the jaw line where he passionately began to kiss and bite the other.

There, escaped a throaty sigh while he lifted his head back as Naruto descended to his collar bone. The whole neck area was the weakest point to the red head and Naruto enjoyed messing with his lover, but other unknown places were waiting for his arrival and maybe he would be able to find a different weak spot, but that would never happen with these clothes blocking his path.

His grip released the other's hands and before Naruto could say a word, Gaara immediately pulled off his Kage robe, letting it slide to the wooden floor. The baby soft chest that shivered against a sun kissed touch revealed how sensitive he was and with every movement against that pale torso escaped another satisfying heaven like sigh from the red head. "Mmm, snow white skin…" It was his first time touching another body, in an admiring way, but it did not stop his curiosity from sparking up a light to use his mouth in any way possible.

Leading to the left erect nipple is where the trail of kisses ended, and the warm moist feeling of Naruto's mouth began, swirling his wet tissue against the pink shaded nub. Forgetting to hold down wrists, Gaara grabbed the other's unoccupied hand and brought it to the lonely nub on the right. Tilting his head back in pleasure was the reaction as both motions were put together. Who knew that doing these types of movements could cause such a reaction? Gaara had no idea and was surely enjoying every slow then fast paced tongue swirl and rubs from the blonde.

The motions suddenly stopped and a gasp was replaced with a pair of soft lips. The heated and wanting kiss became a battle of two slithering snake like tongues, aiming for the dominance that the blonde was winning but in the end, his opponent became victorious and decided that his challenger's time of being in charge was up. "My turn," he smirked, flipping his partner over and pinning his hips down to the mattress.

Ugh, unfair…wait,Naruto had an idea as he slowly drew up his lower body and grinded it into his straddling partner's hips while holding him steady.

Gaara didn't know that it would take effect so much. He fell on top of Naruto and came close to his ear once more, "you shouldn't interfere…you know better…" his hands unzipped the orange jacket and pulled off the black shirt that lay beneath it and like his robe, he tossed them on the floor.

Oh shit! Why am I scared shitless? Because, he can do anything he wants! Oh fuck! But, what's he going to do? Do you wanna find out? Hmm, fuck yeah I do! Bring it!Even though his optimistic side was showing well, his body delivered a shivering show to sea-foam green irises. Gaara pulled his lover into another kiss before dropping to his chest to replay what Naruto did minutes before. "Ah hah!" blurted out the blonde in pleasure as a wet mouth clamped onto his nipple. His hand grasped burgundy hair pressing harder on the spot, but the other male had something else in plan.

The curious Kage wanted to make hisNaruto feel like he was going to shatter and looking down at the erection behind orange pants made him think. "Naruto…I want to try something…" Sapphire eyes glistened with a hint of nervousness, but his curiosity was standing in the way of other emotions. A nod of acceptance replaced his hesitant layer and Gaara unbuttoned the start of the orange trousers, unzipping and peeling them off successfully. Not stopping, he continued by pulling the last article of clothing off his boyfriend.

He gazed at the erect organ without any type of emotional shock, because, he always knew that Naruto wasn't too big, or, too small. No, what really came to mind was 'what am I to do?' Thinking back and remembering reading in a book about this sort of thing, he finally decided that maybe it'd be alright if he placed his mouth on the head. He brought his mouth to engulf the head only and watched as Naruto groaned at the impact, wanting more, and bucking his hips to try and get the effect.

He lowered his head down the shaft, his mouth fully containing the organ, only to bring it back up and off it. Startled sapphire eyes glanced down at his lover, and at the time Gaara understood what his lover's confused/shocked face meant. He must've enjoyed it…he thought. Then without a word, he went down on the other again, and as time ticked away, his technique increased as his wet and skilled tongue lapped around the head, creating a thick trail of saliva down the length and up again.

Naruto's body shakes in complete enjoyment while arching his back slowly to get more attention towards his aching cock. "G-gaara!" he yelled. The red head pulled back. Making sure to not lower his action, he helps Naruto release by pumping in a fluent moderate motion while coming up to fully kiss heated lips. "Ahhh! I'm gonna, hah!" the pumping slows to a stop as sticky fluids erupt out of the smaller frame.

It comes to mind that maybe a certain time was arriving and as he looks upon the fox boy's heavy breathing face, he notices how worn Naru-chan can get, but still contains his inner strength that holds his stability. Gaara knows what to do next as he gets off his Naru-chan and walks toward his night stand to retrieve a small bottle. Sliding off his boxer briefs, he remembered the talk with his brother…

Flashback…

"Ok, so you want to know what, exactly?" asked a puzzled Kankuro.

"You know what I want to know…quit acting like you don't…"

"Um, ok but, uh, I don't know how to tell you this, Gaara."

"Then try explaining it to me…the best you can…"

"Well, when two people love each other, they, um, do it, and in the casual original way of doing it, it's usually with a male and a female."

"What if it's different?"

"If it's different, like with two females then—,"

"No," he interrupted.

"Two males? I don't know if…I can explain that to you… In fact, I have no idea." but Gaara only sent him a threatening glare. "Um, well, I'm guessing they do it from the back."

"From…the back…" confused by the terminology, Kankuro tried to explain what he knew, which was very little about male on male action. The information was useless towards the Kazekage but he thanked his brother for trying anyways. Later on that afternoon, he headed into town to the bookstore where any type of book could be useful, and it wasn't until that night, when closing time had to wait a couple of minutes, just so a certain someone could finish one extended chapter about male on male sex. He understood what happened, how it happened, and who should it happen with.

Heading back to the mansion, he walked into his bedroom where, there, sitting in a bag on his bed was a small deep blue bottle along with a note from his brother.

'Gaara,

Hope this serves you well. If you don't know what it is, it's to help you…well, relax and maybe to help you and your partner out, if you're seeing anyone…

-Kankuro

P.S. it has a scent to it but it's not strong. This is the same bottle I use, just, in a different scent, and it doesn't cause irritation to skin, well, it all says the warnings and stuff on the bottle.'

After reading his brother's note, he looked at the blue bottle with awe as his eyes scanned the facts listed on it. He opened it to find the scent faint, yet, sweet as a Black Cherry aroma lifted in his nose…

End of Flashback…

He thanked his brother secretly in his mind before opening the bottle and applying some of the slick substance to his manhood. The curious blonde quickly glanced at his boyfriend's erect manhood while he coated it with the blue bottle substance. The incredible size was enough to rattle every bone in his body and suddenly, he felt so small. Gaara asked his lover to scoot farther up the bed in a calm and caring tone; what was running through the blonde's head was: he's going to hurt me. He's going to hurt me.

The sense of how vulnerable Naruto was caught the other's attention and he gracefully said, "Naruto…I promise…I will never hurt you…trust me and you'll see…all I want is you…" and with one last solid kiss of approval, Gaara gradually entered the smaller frame. So tight…His mind was racing at how snug he was inside. It felt like even if he tried moving, he'd come instantly. "Naruto, calm down, please…loosen."

Naruto, who lay teary eyed and shaking slightly from the uneasy entrance, began to loosen just enough so the other can move. Gaara took his time, making sure that his Naru-chan could adjust before taking any type of movement forward. "Ok," said the blonde almost in a hurt voice. He wiped the tears off his face, for, he knew that Gaara would think that he was doing something wrong and he wasn't. The blonde wanted this, but the feelings that were being felt made him never want to think about going this far again.

Gaara moved, ever so slowly, trying not to hurt his companion. That was the last feeling he'd ever want to place on Naruto. Just when he thought he was doing well, the smaller frame underneath him nearly yelled for him to pick up his pace. His hands lifted the other's feet to his shoulders before starting back up in a solid moderate pace and the blonde threw his head back in ecstasy as the pounding of their bodies joined together then out again, repetitively as if a harmonizing rhythm and ear hammering beat was the main focal point through out all this pleasure.

The rhythm and timing continued to quicken until Naruto wanted Gaara to slow down so he could pull off another position before having the last explosion to settle in. What he really wanted was for them to collide together in one final blow and he swiftly dropped his heels down and sat on his lover. "Ready…" he breathlessly said in his ear as the position fitted perfectly. Gaara started back again and this time, when timing and rhythm became one, so did Naruto and his pace against his lover under him.

The light and sweet aroma of black cherry and thick heavy breathing were all just a daze that was caught in the moment along with angel like moans that rung through the red head's ears. No other sound could replace syrupy and innocent music from his one and only Naru-chan, and as the thoughts and feels of Naruto consumed his entire body, the pressure of being close to his climax was coming into play. "Hah! Ahh! Gaa, mmm, Gaa-chan! I'm…gonna," yelled Naruto as his nails dug deep into pale skin. He was almost there as well.

Gaara snuck in a breathless whisper…the words that finished he and his lover were the only words that fit his sweat soaked body, love clouded mind, and base beating heart…'I love you'. Their climax sequenced together mere seconds after those beautiful words played out like a fluid unforgettable lyric to a song and as much as he wanted to apologize for spilling his juices inside Naruto without any warning, Naruto stopped him from saying a word as he huffed out, "don't…you dare…say anything…Gaa-chan".

In the nightstand near the bed was a rag where he wiped him and Naruto off. Tired, he carefully set the boy on a pillow and underneath bed sheets; joined him in bed, securely wrapping a sluggish arm around his waist, and burying his face in faintly sweaty golden locks while his partner nuzzled in his neck affectionately. Both boys drifted away into a deep and relaxing slumber, knowing that leaving would only be a rare and distant thought behind the feel and security of strong and loving arms…

Epilogue: 1 Month Later…

"Home sweet home." Naruto was walking in his apartment and ever since he left four weeks and two days back, the place was a mess with balloon scatterings on the floor and confetti wrappings that littered every inch of space. The mess looked so recent that he could picture how the party was. But out of this mess, he didn't mind. He could care less what the room looked like, because the only thing that was on his mind was the person next to him.

"Glad to be back?" asked Gaara, surprised that his boyfriend didn't freak at the chaos that bombed the room.

"Eh, it's good to be back. I guess I'm glad."

"Hmm…I'm going to change out of these robes."

Naruto had a sly thought. "Mmm, getting naked, are we?"

Gaara gave a certain look toward the other after blushing at the comment, "I…don't know…"

"Heh, but I will, won't I?"

"Maybe…maybe not…" he said before climbing up the stairs.

He gets me every time.His blue eyes scanned the wrecked room cautiously before deciding to maybe pick up the broom to sweep some stuff up. Those guys are gonna get it. Kiba, Choji, Lee, S—but before he could finish the last name that was on his "watch list" the person walked into the room.

She was immediately startled to see a familiar face. "Oh! Naruto! Jeez, you scared me." It was Sakura as her eyes watchfully casted glances around room in case Gaara was near by. She walked up to Naruto finally convincing herself that no one was here but the knuckle headed blonde. "So, you're back and staying this time?" she asked him upfront.

"Um, yeah, I guess so…"

"Well that's great! I'm happy because now we can celebrate your return!"

He chuckled out a "yeah right". "Are you really saying you want to party because, it looks like you and the others already did...in my own apartment too."

"Oh, but that wasn't me Naruto." She edged closer to him, making contact with his arm. "I would never do such a thing to the man I work for," she said innocently.

"Hmm, so…how are you and Sasuke doing?" he asked as he moved away just enough to where her hand slid off of his arm.

"Well, we broke up, and so I guess I'm single now and I was sort of wondering, if you want to have dinner later?"

Naruto laughed hysterically in his mind. Did she really just ask me that?

Before an answer could be given to the pink haired girl, a pair of arms wrapped protectively around the smaller frame and Sakura suddenly felt like disappearing away from a cold sea-foam green gaze. "He's taken, sorry…"

"O-oh," the atmosphere felt awkward as she scratched her head in embarrassment.

"Sorry Sakura," smiled a relieved Naruto.

"N-no, it's ok. It was rude of me to…interfere. I'll just…um, see you around…" and with that, she left quickly out the door before Gaara could say anything else.

"That was a little harsh, Gaa-chan," sighed the blonde as he held the other male close to him.

"She deserved it…"

"Ha, ha, well don't change the subject on me mister. I must see what you are wearing," he said as he tried turning around, but his lover stopped him.

"Hmm, use your touch …" Gaara wrapped a blindfold around his boyfriend where Naruto chuckled at the familiar playfulness. Then grasped a firm hand to follow up towards his bedroom, where heaven like sounds would escape through breathless kisses, where shared touches and perfect sensations would be a wonderland full of exploration…

…and where the meaning love, was not an unexplainable language…

…well, not anymore…

End of final chapter

A/N: that's it folks. That's every chapter…including the epilogue. I just have to say that I can't believe I've made it this far! And it's been tough throughout all the pressure with school and stuff, but I made it! Yay! And even though they say that your voice is the strongest out of the world, I'll still take advice given to me. Good or bad, tell me what you think. Reviews would be awesome.