Between Brothers

Chapter Three:

"Wake up ladies man!" Kankuro interrupted his brother's sleep. Gaara sat straight up in bed and growled.

"What do you want Kankuro?"

"I thought I would give you some information." Kankuro replied as he glanced at his brother. Currently Kankuro was fully dressed and ready to battle.

"What possible information do I need?" Gaara questioned him as he glared at his brother.

"She is quite the babe and definitely worth getting a hold of." He paused as he looked at his younger brother, "Gaara, come on. You are a man you know! You need to have some fun. Misaki is your friend and she would be more than glad to give it if you wanted it."

Gaara crossed his arms. "That's your problem Kankuro. I don't want her."

"You lie."

Sand whipped around Kankuro's ankle and thigh but moved no further. "What is your proposal Kankuro?"

"She thinks I am going to see her tonight. You need to visit her and sort things out and get some," he made a jerking movement with his hips, "if you know what I mean."

"I don't lie Kankuro."

"Tell her that I was sent by you to patrol the village with a squad."

"She doesn't know it is me."

"Hmm?"

"She doesn't know that I am the Kazekage."

Kankuro let out a laugh suddenly. "Can't see where that might bite you in the ass brother!"

Gaara narrowed his gaze at Kankuro, "Leave."

Kankuro shot his brother a knowing look. "9:00 tonight." He merely mentioned, then left.

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He watched her with narrowed eyes as she weakly stirred her chakra's power to create a ball of water from mid-air. His jade eyes took in her frame and analyzed it well. She was beautiful and talented, but he could see that her chakra was weakening. What had happened to her?

...Misaki whirled around and faced Gaara. "Your chakra is rather pathetic."

"Do you wish to taunt me Gaara?"

He was fast...too fast for her to see. He was now behind her, his chest pressing against her back as he caught her wrists. "No...only to tell the truth."

"You're wrong Gaara-sama. You...are...WRONG!" Misaki replied in a frantic tone.

Gaara's eyes widened in anger and he let out a loud growl near her ear to relay his anger. "I am never wrong Misaki." He finally murmured as a tendril of sand wrapped around ankle.

"You..." Her voice faded as his mouth found her pale neck and sucked softly on the fragile spot. "I..."

"Shut up Misaki." Gaara whispered in her ear, there was no mistake in his tone that it was a command.

She allowed him to continue his raid on her neck, before she knew it, she found his mouth on her lips. His hand had forced her head to the side to meet his lips more fully. Misaki felt surprised when she felt his tongue open her mouth and force its way inside to taste her mouth. No, she tried to reason, this is wrong. Gaara was her friend and...she had only made love with Kankuro last night. "No." She finally said as their lips broke apart.

Gaara narrowed his eyes on her own. He had only to tell her to open her mouth again because he was Kazekage, but he had not told her yet. Why? He was still questioning himself why. He watched as she eyed his reaction, her eyes bearing her emotional weight. Gaara stared deeper into the sapphire depths. What did he care about her pain? "How was your visit with Kankuro last night?"

"What?!"

"I hear he has to do rounds tonight with a squad. Kazekage must of sent him."

"Oh."

Before she could answer he put in, "Don't worry Misaki, i'll be there." And with that said Gaara released her ankle and left her, he missed her warmth almost immediately. He only had a few hours before he met her in her room.

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Gaara could hear her breath softly as he opened the door and a stream of light filled the room. He looked around and saw his friend, Misaki, sitting on the edge of the bed. He walked in, after closing the door, and quickly sat next to her. "Gaara-sama...do you really think I am weak?"

Gaara looked down in her sapphire-colored eyes and said, "Yes."

He watched as she leaned her head against his shoulder. Tears fell down her cheeks as he watched her cry silently. Gaara had not had much experience in women. He had never had a woman much less spread a woman's legs, like Kankuro said. She leaned back and looked at him. "I apologize."

"None needed." He paused then bent down and kissed her lips harshly. She gasped in the kiss. This gave him more opportunity to press harder against her soft lips. Misaki grasped his forearms to steady herself from the surprise. Soon though, she moved her fingers to his cheek and pushed herself away.

Gaara was almost confused at the motion, but watched his friend stand up and pull out her hair tie. She pulled her dark blue vest off and threw it into the floor. Her hands went to her hips where her dark blue short skirt and shorts. His eyes watched every movement that she made. Was she trying to make him happy? His jade eyes followed her to the bed where she sat in the middle, awaiting for him to join her.

He crawled over her, pushing apart her legs for access. Gaara could hear her breathing. She was breathing harshly. Excited...or dreading his contact? His hand went to her stomach and traveled up her chest, underneath the white tank top. His hand felt the soft skin as he finally cupped her right breast and squeezed softly. He ripped apart her tanktop, revealing the perfect breasts to his eyes. A sound of approval escaped his mouth.

Gaara could not believe that beneath him lay his friend. She was beautiful, absolutely gorgous. He looked at her neck and saw Kankuro's mark. Jealousy rose suddenly, however, his mouth would entice new sounds as well as a mark to blossom on her body. Gaara thought momentarily, where to put it? He wanted it to be public, to show that he had claimed a woman. He noticed a perfect spot, the side of her neck, it would be above her vest when she had clothes on. It was perfect.

His mouth took hold of that perfect spot and sucked softly, making her moan softly. He felt her slip a hand into his hair. He ignored her hand for a brief moment while making the mark he was giving her more permanent and visible than his brother's. After a few minutes of sucking on her pale skin, he pulled back to look at his handiwork. The purpling mark was enough to make her distinguished as one who was claimed.

He lowered himself over her slowly as he stared in her eyes. It was hard not to see defeat in her eyes...defeat and lust. He had not done much of anything and she wanted him. Before he moved further he took off his long red-brown tunic, waiting for the right time to take off his pants. His eyes followed hers, the sapphire took in his muscles and every inch of his bared skin.

Her body was enticing and lovely to look at. Gaara kissed along her neck and down towards her breasts. His hands rested on her soft yet perky breasts while he kissed down between the valley of her breasts. His mouth then moved and captured one of her nipples in his mouth while she moaned her pleasure. His name was finally on her lips as he swirled his tongue around the sensitive nub. "Gaara..." He smiled inwardly while she wrapped her arms around him. He knew that she was his and that was no doubt.

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Kankuro stood outside the door while listening and watching his brother and Misaki have sex. He knew that now there would be a competition between Gaara and himself. Oh well. That is how he knew that she would be interested in them as well. How could she not be?

Kankuro smiled to himself. He heard a moan as he watched Gaara's silhoutte move over her. His smile widened. He had to prepare for tomorrow. Until then, he would hear about their situation from his brother, although probably not with much details.

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Gaara watched as her breathing slowed to a normal pace. He felt his hardened member harden even further. He pushed his pants down his hips as she pushed her body against him. "Gaara." She whispered.

"Hmm?"

"Please hold me."

Gaara wrapped one arm around her back before positioning his body before hers. He thrust hard into her body and wrapped his other arm around her back. His body slammed into her body as she cried out for more. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as he continued to slam into her body, her own body clamping down and begging for his to complete hers. Misaki's cries were soon growing in intensity as his body met hers. His lips took her mouth once more before she cried, his mouth muffling her cries. His hips pushed forward and emptied his seed into her body. His body was welcoming to her as she closed her legs around his hips and fell asleep.

Later when she woke up, Gaara lay with her, his arms around his waist, and keeping her pinned to his body. For once, Misaki felt like she belonged to someone. She lay back down, thinking of the past, present, and the possible future.

A/N: I don't know if anyone is reading it through, but if you are, please review. Thanks!