As The Leaf Turns

Four: The throw of a Kunai – A Ninja’s form of foreplay??


I am absolutely devastated.
Someone rated my story down and didn’t even tell me why.
I am an adult and can take any form of constructive criticism, but if you want to tell me you don’t like something about my story, speak up.
It only takes a second or two to voice your opinion.
Come on, who is it, and what do you dislike so much about this story that would prompt you to do such a thing?????
I wouldn't even mind a flame, cause we have been promised a cold winter here


As soon as she had left the school, Tenten turned toward the training grounds and pulled our four of her favorite weapons.
The shurikan was a gift from her father, and the kunai she had won in a challenge from Lee. Then there were the Knuckle knives that Asuma-sensei had given her when she had made Chuunin. Lastly was the staff she had nicknamed ‘Little Goku’ after the ancient legend of the monkey god who had wielded the famous Noibo.
When she reached the field she noted how many had taken a liking to this area.
Most were paired up and she noted those of her own age that battled as she watched. Neji and Lee were not here, but Kiba and Hinata chased two dogs across the field as Shino stood back and shook his head. A woman she knew as Kiba’s older sister walked up and stood near the group.
Some of the new genin were practicing and Ino stood nearby with her new husband Genma talking about their performance. Her smile was for the small bulge that was only just forming on the newly married Chuunin’s belly from the child they had just announced she would be having.
There were also older chuunin tossing shurikan at targets and comparing their hits.
Most of the people here were busy and she looked around again, noting a familiar face turning away, but not looking like he was sparring with anyone.
She quickly rushed over and tapped him on the shoulder, not expecting him to jump at her touch.
“Um, Tatami-san, right?” she said as he stared at her.
“What? Oh, yes.” He answered.
“You don’t seem to be training with anyone right now. Perhaps you would fight me? I really need to practice and my usual partners aren’t here today.” And she smiled at him, giving him a chance to back out.
“Spar? With you?” he squawked.
“I’m not that bad. I did make chuunin, you know?”
“Yes, I know that.” He stumbled over the words.
“Oh, silly me. Of course you did. I remember you sitting off to the side during the first test.” And she laughed bringing a smile to his face. “That’s better. You should smile more often, Tatami-san.”
“You c-could c-call me I-Iwashi.” He said.
“Okay, Iwashi. I’m Tenten.” She said, smiling again.
“I know.” He told her and she giggled at his sudden blush.
“Come on, spar with me Iwashi-kun.” And she took hold of his hand and led him to a corner of the field.

Iwashi watched the girl walk across the field and wave as she reached the trees that bordered the field.
“Hey, Iwashi.” Came a voice behind him and he turned to see Izumo watching him from a tree trunk. “I was running late, but when I got here you were a little busy. Maybe we can plan this for another day, eh Buddy?”
“I’m sorry Izumo, I know how hard it is for you to get back here.”
“Hard but not impossible. Kotetsu will understand. Don’t make too much of it, or I’ll make you pay by babysitting. Now tell me about your day. I see you replaced me with a good partner at least.”
“Oh. Yeah.” He agreed enthusiastically as the two friends walked back toward the town together.

Tenten rushed across the street and up the small flight of stair to the apartment door.
She had promised to sit for Kouyou today and she was running late.
Asuma opened the door and smiled as Kurenai stood holding the small boy and speaking softly to him. “See, here is Tenten. Now stop fussing and give me a big hug.” And the little tyke reached out and wrapped his arms around her neck, snuggling his face in her long brown hair.
Asuma smiled all the brighter when the two-year-old then reached out and grabbed his beard pulling him in for a tight embrace.
“Oh, and no biting your brother. We promised Konohamaru that you would enforce that rule for him. It isn’t fair to expect him to get bitten and not retaliate if we aren’t trying to break Kouyou of the behavior.”
“Oh, I agree. No biting. It’s a good rule.” Tenten agreed as she took the child from its mother and the couple headed out the door.
Tenten sat on the sofa and rested the baby on her lap. He stared at her oddly as she gazed at him.
“How would you like to hear about the hunk of a guy that I got to spar with today? I almost got myself killed twice cause I was so busy watching his body I didn’t see him throw.”
Kouyou merely said, “Tenten, tell story!!”


Gaara hid around the corner and watched his sister walk down the hall and into her room. He stood in the dark hall for a few minutes before crossing and knocking on the Dobe’s door.
Naruto could be heard groaning from the other side and Gaara knocked again.
“Temari, I’m tired. You have too much stamina!” he heard from the other side of the door.
He knocked again. “Sasuke is that you? Bastard, I don’t want to talk right now, so take your problems somewhere else.”
Gaara pushed the door open. Naruto was sprawled on the bed, a sheet covering only the most intimate of places, and his head hanging off the end. His blue eyes held at half-mast, he stared up at the Kazekage for a minute before speaking.
“You should come with your own background music. You’re spooky.”
“And you look like you enjoyed my sister’s visit, were you sparring or was this an actual battle?”
Naruto rolled over on his stomach and lifted up on his elbows.
“I think she’s trying to kill me. Does she have a grudge against all of Konoha or only me?”
“She likes you. Konoha she isn’t that crazy about. Now, enough about you. Let’s talk about me.” Gaara said, leaning against the wall
“Good, I’m too tired to speak. I’ll listen. Am I now out of the running, or are you?” Naruto said, shifting the sheets around him.
“You mean you were serious about that one-shot thing?” the redhead said, his eyes wide.
“Yep. Score or you’re out of the game. So, did you score?”
“I didn’t even get into uniform. How can you plan to keep this up? He will discover that you are behind his lack of suitors eventually. Then he’ll be angry. You will loose in the end.”
“I have a long range plan. I want him to know that I am the only one for him. I need him to think that he came up with the idea, too. He will figure out that we are right for each other.”
“And what will he think about the fact that you have not been as celibate as you have made him?” Gaara moved away from the wall to stand over the end of the bed.
“I didn’t make him turn you down. I was in here remember, being attacked and mauled? It’s a wonder she didn’t call that weasel to help her.”
“Temari does not need Kamatari to have sex with you.”
“That was sex? I thought she was trying to exhaust my supply of chakra and make me vulnerable to the kill.”
“You are hopeless. One little girl and you are all whimpy. What would you do if someone with real strength were to come along?” Gaara scoffed.
“You mean someone like you or were you talking about someone else? Cause I’ve had a few. Tobitake Tonbo comes to mind. I wanted to know what he looked like under those bandages, and he lost the spar. He was strong, but I know why he never got out of the Chuunin ranks. And there was Yajirobee, oh wait. He was a pussy. Can’t count him, I had to be on top for that.” Naruto said, tapping his finger on his chin as he scanned the room.
“Okay, I see. You have been around that Sannin for too long. So, you don’t think that is going to make the Uchiha think twice about you? Sasuke-kun is likely to think you are using him, unlike me.” Gaara said, sitting on the bed’s corner opposite the blond.
“You! Oh, come on Gaara. I know about you. I met that Otokaze guy and I heard about you negotiating for that clan to move here from the rice country. Heard you got real friendly with the leader and now he’s bringing the whole group over. Is it for this wonderful weather we’re having?” Gaara hadn’t blinked at the recital of his past lover’s name or when the blond began speculating about his other alliances.
“No, it would be for the excellent training their young will receive. I also told him that we have more unattached females here, than the rice country has. They are more likely to increase their numbers here than in that marshy land. They weren’t farmers anyway. So, if I had a special agreement with the leader it was a bonus, that’s all.”
“Oh yeah. I see that point. Well if I need to use some special skills to gain information while traveling with Jiraiya, then that is all part of the job, too.” And Naruto leaned in to the redhead, “Now, about you?”
“What about me?” Gaara said in challenge.
“Why are you here? You just struck out with the Uchiha prince and you come to my door. What is that all about? No, Fuuma’s around when you need them?”
“I wanted someone as strong as me. But if you can’t even handle Temari.” And the Kazekage waved the idea away. As Gaara stood a hand caught his arm and pulled him down. He was now flat on his back next to a grinning whisker-faced blond who was looking very hungry. “I thought you were tired?”
“Tired of women.” And the blond dove down to claim his neck in a deep kiss that burned into his skin. The Kyuubi vessel pushed his clothing away and found his skin, to continue the warm kisses and soft bites that left Gaara breathless and brought a sigh to his lips. “Tired of weak men.” he added, as the last of Gaara’s upper clothing left his body, and was scattered on the bed. Naruto moved lower and as his hands went so went his mouth, nipping and licking at the soft flesh it found. Gaara arched up into the wet heat and soon found himself naked and fully aroused beneath the demon fox holder, his own inner voice screaming in defiance.
“Shukaku is not amused.” He stated.
“Kyuubi ain’t dancing a jig either. Wonder why those two hate each other, so much.” and the blond stopped talking in order to put his mouth to better use.
Gaara gasped as he felt himself drawn into the warm recesses of Naruto’s mouth and a firm suction was added. He couldn’t control the bucking of his hips as the blond moved closer, but Naruto had prepared for this and he found himself fully engulfed as the other opened his throat and took him in. Naruto pulled him deep only to slide back letting his tongue rasp along the base of Gaara’s organ and follow the strong vein that resided there.
Gaara ground his teeth as the blond came back and renewed his motion only this time there was a hint of teeth, and he was sure that the elongated canines were there.
“Ah, Naruto. Don’t.” he called as Naruto prepared to attack again. “Not that way.” He said and the warmth receded to be replaced by a new sensation as the blond rose and positioned himself over him.
“No, I wouldn’t want it that way, either. Ready?” he asked as he lowered himself over the organ and Gaara watched his face contort with the stretch that came with this kind of filling. “Ah, yes. For a little guy, you are real big, Sandman.” And he dropped the rest of the way, pressing Gaara’s balls to his perineum.
Gaara reveled in the tight compression of his erection as the blond Shinobi rose to begin the motion of his mouth only this time with his whole body, drawing himself up, while tightening his muscles around the shaft only to drop quickly down and engulf the whole thing again. “Agghhh. Damn, Naruto.” Gaara shouted, as he felt Naruto move to a better position and his organ pressed against the firm sides painfully.
“Mnnnh, yeah. Sorry, but I needed that.” Naruto purred as Gaara felt himself strike the other’s prostate on the down stroke. It was a sensation that was unmatched as he was pushed against it and watched the look of rapture come over the whiskered face of his friend over him. Naruto rode hard and Gaara was lost to the feeling, his head thrashed from side to side as the sensations filled him and he teetered on the abyss.
His arms clutched at the tan skin of the other as if to encourage something, but he wasn’t sure what, and Naruto complied by increasing his speed and strengthening his thrusts. It was over too soon, as Gaara felt himself gush into the depths of the blond and felt the heated streams of Naruto’s essence cover his chest. “Ah, Gods. Damn, Gaara. I am gonna be sore in the morning.” Was all that the blond said as he dropped over the redhead and rolled to the side. Gaara turned and shook his head.
“Weakling,” he teased.
“Yeah, well I woulda been fine if I didn’t have to deal with your sister first.” And he rolled onto his back in the room that was left and closed his eyes.
Gaara rolled next to him and touched his face. Sweat beads were rolling gently down his face, and the sandman scooped them up and stared at his fingers.
“Thank you.” He said, and the blond turned his head and smiled weakly.
“You’re welcome.” he managed. “Now, get outta here and let me sleep. Sasuke is gonna think I got into a fight at this rate. Oh, and sorry about the hickey. You get to explain that one,” and he rolled over and closed his eyes.
Gaara rose and gathered his clothes before crossing to the mirror on the bedroom wall and eyeing the huge welt on his neck that had gone beyond purple and was teetering on black. His eyes were unable to close over the view of the bruise and the implications that came with it.



:::Actually I only checked the stars because of the fact that I was looking for an update on a story I was reading, and noticed there were only four. I was a little surprised but then it went back to five and later dropped again. This see-saw stuff bugged me because it was obvious that someone would have to give a three to do this and I wondered what their issue was. As I said this is being written as I go, so I am open for suggestions, and there was none. I am glad that the plea was not taken as the bitch session it may have sounded like. I was just begging for input, after all.

Marielle – Please remember the timeline on this story. This takes place before Gaara is kidnapped and, yes, they did mention it. Sasuke tells Kankurou that his brother had better not grab is ass again, and then Naruto explains about his agreement with Gaara about no interference when they catch up after Kabuto. As for Naruto and Gaara’s relationship and why they are cooperating, well, . . . .

Vashta – Thanks. That felt better. But don’t worry there was never a lemon planned for Naruto and Temari. I was a simple suggestive technique. If you haven’t figured me out, I don’t like to shove a lemon in there just to keep the reader panting. I have to find the right niche and the perfect couple for the moment.
Temari is coming up on another front, but this isn’t her story. So, here is another little chappie.


Well Well Well,

I doubt that is your real name, but hey, glad you got a chuckle. I didn’t try to offend, just nudge. Pleased that you're enjoying my story, and I hope it improves.

Suki

You were named after one of my favorite characters. And from a fan fiction, too.
I see your point, but remember, as you said this is the beginning and you are coming in uninformed, so I will post a note in the first chapter that this should be read after Ino blink of the Eye. But, I will begin to focus more on smaller groups from here on.
I am finished with most of the introductions of who the soap stars are and will now delve the separate issues.
As you pointed out, and I did state, this is a soap opera of sorts, and that does get kinda choppy. I watched one once, when I was home from the birth of my first child and you could get real hooked on those things. I think the surgeon general should post a warning.
I could never take offense from such an in depth criticism and I thank you. Have a marshmallow and a chocolate bar. No flames, so no S’mores.
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