Hidden Powers

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I’d like to thank my reviewer for your responses. Of course, there will be development that involves the name of this story, but I’m still trying to figure out how to bring my plot from this chapter to the next development. What I want to do is kind of confusing and I’m afraid if I don’t write these next few chapters just the right way you will all be confused. Hell! I’m confused and it’s my story!!!

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Tsunade began drawing the meeting to a close as soon as Naruto displayed the first telltale signs of boredom. She did so because for Naruto, boredom was almost always followed by mischief. Though all the boy’s antics were often quite amusing, they were usually at the expense of the Hokage herself. It usually began with wandering eyes. When Naruto began to find anything else but the material on hand interesting, Tsunade knew she had fifteen minutes before the blonde boy would embarrass her. The last time this happened, Naruto manage to fit two gigantic balloons (God forbid we should know how Naruto managed to get his hands on two balloons in the middle of a meeting) up his shirt and began doing a very poor impression of Tsunade. Before an irate Iruka could reach him, he had also managed to comment on the Hokage’s rack, or as he so sophisticatedly put it, “Gigantomungous boobies!”

She was actually surprised this time around. Naruto held in around 20 minutes longer than he usually would. Perhaps it was because the first part of the meeting involved the topic of Akatsuki. From there however, his attention span went downhill.

“Do we have all that down Temari?” The pig-tailed girl nodded in response. “Good, then this meeting is now adjourned at 7:07.” With that, everyone rose and began stretching the numbness out of their limbs.

“Hey Kiba, Where you headed so quickly? I was hoping we could spar tonight!” Naruto yelled at the brunette that was currently weaving his way towards the exit. “Sorry, I have plans tonight. Can I take a rain check?”

“Sure!” Naruto agreed and proceeded to look around for a particular red headed he was quickly growing quite fond of.

“Hot date tonight… Maybe tomorrow?” Naruto heard Kankuro say to his little brother.

“Alright. Naruto, I guess it’s just you and me tonight,” Gaara said as tan arms encircled him. “Not that I mind.”

“So what do you want to do tonight?” As the two stood alone in the now empty room.

“Shopping.”

“You haven’t gone girly on me have you?” the boy asked, lips abandoning the temptations to taste the pale skin beneath them.

“You are growing out of your clothes and you need new ones,” The Kazekage said with a hint of finality. He wouldn’t let Naruto back out on this, especially when he now had the opportunity to see him in something other than orange.

“Okay…”

“Okay?” Gaara asked with an air of uncertainty. He wasn’t expecting the other to give in so easily.

“So long as I get to pick a few things out for you,” the blonde replied with a lecherous grin.

“Deal.”


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“You look nice tonight,” Kiba said as he finally made it to the pond, Kankuro having only made it a few seconds earlier. Somehow he had managed to wash off all the kabuki paint that he heavily painted on his face every noon (since he couldn’t get up in the morning, ahem), dressed in civilian clothes and dug up the desert rose cologne that his sister gave him last year to spray on. Kiba took an extra long appreciative glance at Kankuro in a faded blue button up shirt and blue jeans that didn’t fade at the knees. Despite the fact that he was going out on a date, Kankuro was a careful shinobi and a kunai pouch was ever-present and attached to his thigh. Green ivy had been embroidered into the hem of the shirt giving the outfit on the whole an artistic appearance.

Kiba blushed as Kankuro returned the sentiment. “If I look nice, you look amazing.” Kiba had rushed back to his room and cursed enough to make a sailor blush while looking for a dark red button up ¾ shirt and khaki shorts that Hinata had given him for his last birthday. Despite the fact that she hid her incredible body in that ridiculous jacket, she had quite a sense for fashion.

A fine mulberry cologne masked the scent of dog that had always surrounded any Inuzuka clan member and the black hitae-ate was tied around his bicep. Kiba was sex on legs.

“So where are we going tonight?” sex on legs asked.

“Sushi, then comedy improv?”

“Sounds good to me.”

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Naruto’s jaw dropped as Gaara stepped out of the dressing room stall. ‘I’m a freaking genius,’ he sang inwardly as he admired the view.

Naruto had picked out a long red wife beater that fitted the boy’s form from his shoulders all the way down to his mid buttocks. Black mesh with bright orange lining went over the wife beater while baggy black pants completed the outfit. Naruto had to touch the boy, he looked too incredible to leave alone.

“Kazekage-sama, I… Oh my,” the store manager said after poking her head into the room to find a very sexy looking Gaara in the arms of the gorgeous blonde that walked in with him.

“What is it?” Gaara asked turning his attention to the young women.

“Oh, I, ummm…” She paused, blushing under Gaara’s gaze, “got the clothes that you requested.”

Naruto approached the flustered woman to take the clothes off her hands. “He looks good, doesn’t he?”

“Yes, very much so,” she squeaked nervously as she ducked out of the room.

“She thinks you’re cute,” Naruto teased in a sing-song voice as Gaara picked through the fresh pile of clothing.

“I think you’re cute.” The blonde was caught off guard as he was pulled down to the floor. In a split second Gaara was straddling the boy, hands on Naruto’s lower stomach for balance.

Naruto was growing aroused very quickly as his shirt was pulled over his head. Teeth nibbled at a tan neck as a hand trailed down cut and well defined abs. When the blonde attempted to sit up to meet Gaara halfway he was promptly pushed back down into the ground, lip crushed against his own.

To say Naruto was shocked would be quite the understatement. Up until now, all intimate contact had been initiated by himself. It didn’t bother him much, Gaara was normally a willing receiver. But this, this force and respect that Gaara now commanded… it was erotic.

Tan hands tried to wrap themselves in black mesh but were promptly pinned up above blonde hair. Naruto opened his mouth the protest, but was promptly cut off as Gaara’s tongue began to ravage the inside of his mouth.

“Fuck!” Naruto shouted as the dominating boy ground his hips down into his painfully swollen erection. Somewhere in the back of his mind, an indignant voice said, ‘Don’t let him make such an uke out of you! Resist!’ Fortunately, the voice was overpowered by the urge to thrust back into Gaara, causing the stoic face to go from control to extreme, contorted pleasure.

‘Sex in a dressing room! Sex in a dressing room!’ the pervert in Naruto sang as the Kazekage leaned down to capture Naruto’s lips in another crushing kiss before releasing the boy beneath him.

“What?” a confused Naruto asked from the floor while Gaara picked clothes out of the pile.

“Try these on,” Gaara said as he tossed an outfit to a now pissed blonde.

“Fine,” Naruto said angrily as he grabbed the clothes and stepped back into the stall dressing quickly. The quicker he was, the quicker he’d get to touch Gaara again.

“This one’s good, NEXT!” he shouted and flew through outfit after outfit. Every time Naruto shouted for another ensemble, Gaara would fling them over the stall. If he was lucky, Naruto would miss something heavy and it would land on his head.

An, “Ow! What the hell, Gaara?” was what he was often awarded with.

“Done!” Naruto said with a grin as he opened the stall door once more to greet a very bored looking Kazekage.

“I want to pick one more thing out for you,” Naruto said before skipping out of the room and leaving Gaara behind. The red head (who desperately wanted to get out of the store for he never liked shopping much) simply crossed his arms and waited for the hyper blonde to return.

Naruto wanted to get laid. He wanted the Kazekage badly, and the little incident in the dressing room gave him an idea of how to get what he wanted and tonight. Coming back with an outfit, he thrust it into Gaara’s arms and pushed the boy into the dressing room stall.

“What do you think?” Naruto asked from the other side of the stall door. Gaara studied himself in the mirror. Naruto had picked out blue jeans that were loose enough to run around in and a simple black top. It wasn’t really anything special, but the Kazekage approved. “It’s good.” He noticed the extra weight that pulled his jeans down just a bit on the left side. Checking his pockets, his stoic expression rippled as he pulled out something cold and metallic.

He dressed into his original outfit and exited the stall holding the item up for Naruto to see.

“If you think you’ll have fun with me in these handcuffs, you’re sadly mistaken.” Gaara was caught off guard by the mischievous grin plastered on the fox-boy’s face.

“Who said they were for you,” Naruto said as he leaned in to whisper into Gaara’s ear. “Kazekage-sama,” he purred before taking the earlobe into his mouth.

“Kazekage-sama, I got those shoes you re- … oh dear!” The poor store manager squeaked as she took in the view of the predatory look the Kazekage was wearing on his face while the blonde the had admired on his way in was doing something she couldn’t see to the side of his face.

“She thinks you’re sexy…” Naruto teased as the women turned tail and ran, pinching her nose to stop the bleeding.

“She thinks we’re sexy,” Gaara corrected.

“So what do you think of me handcuffed underneath you, begging for you to fuck me?”

Naruto was promptly dragged out of the dressing room.

“Charge everything to my account,” Gaara said to the store attendant that was currently assisting the manager in clotting her profusely bleeding left nostril.

“Yes sir, everything will be delivered tomorrow!” The attendant called after the two rushing out of the store. Naruto looked back at the women sheepishly still holding the handcuffs.

“Don’t forget we had these too…”

The manager started bleeding out of her other nostril.

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Kankuro watched in amusement as two very talented actors both pretended they were Zelda and were going through a level. The first was supposed to be a very competent Zelda, completing the level with impressive ease. The second was supposed to be a retarded Zelda. Kiba laughed loudly, head nearly connecting with Kankuro’s when the retarded Zelda finished the level in a tutu and danced around in circles.

“That was awesome!” Kankuro chuckled. The crowd applauded loudly as the two actors bowed and exited off stage. Kiba’s hand found Kankuro’s and squeezed it lightly as the two turned to smile at each other.

“I’m having a really good time,” the brunette said, resting his head against the puppeteers shoulder. Kankuro responded by taking the boy into his arms. “Me too,” he whispered.

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Naruto was being stripped of his clothes before he could even reach the bedroom door. He shivered when fumbling with to doorknob as Gaara’s hand slipped into his pants and gave his cock a rough squeeze. Having completely dropped his composure as soon as they entered the hall, he attacked the boy with only one goal in mind…

To dominate.

When Naruto finally managed to get the door open he was shoved roughly inside and then again up against the wall. The loud orange jacket had been thrown off somewhere in the middle of the hall and the undershirt was now being pulled over his head with one hand while another pumped his erection harshly. Naruto didn’t exactly mind. In fact, he had ever been this aroused in his entire life.

“Gaara, I-” His words were cut off as Gaara’s lips connected with his. His hips were pressed against the wall when he tried to thrust into the hand.

“Tell me what you want, Naruto,” Gaara cooed while pulling his own erection from his pants. Grinding into a gasping Naruto he continued, “Maybe I’ll give it to you.”

Gaara began to grind harder, making it extremely hard for the blonde to think or breathe. Gasping, he tried to respond to Gaara's touch, but his hips were shoved down in his attempt to thrust forward. “I want you to handcuff me and fuck me into the mattress!” He screamed loudly enough for the people outside his door to hear.

“I think I can comply with that,” Gaara said as he picked up the blonde and dropped him on the bed. He peeled the orange sweatpants off with his boxer before standing up to take off his own.

Gaara stepped out of his pants and looked up to meet Naruto hungry gaze seconds before he lunged forward to take Gaara’s cock into his mouth, satisfying the urge to taste him. Pale fingers shot into golden locks as Gaara instinctively began to thrust into the warmth that now surrounded him. Tan hands grab his waist to pull him onto the bed as Gaara continued to thrust deeply into his throat. The composure Naruto showed while Gaara fucked his mouth was evidence enough of what he had to do to get Jiraiya to pay attention to him.

As the first wave of pleasure signaled an impending orgasm, Gaara pulled himself from Naruto’s grasp and pinned him to the mattress.

Handcuffing Naruto to the bed frame, he panted, “I don’t want my first orgasm to be in your mouth.”

“First?!” Naruto exclaimed, obviously astounded.

“Yeah… first.” Gaara wasn’t dumb, he went through sex-ed. Unfortunately, he hadn’t felt inclined towards sexual pleasure until now.

“Well then, cum inside me.” It probably would have sounded corny if Gaara wasn't so hormone driven at the time.

Gaara lowered his lips to Naruto’s once more, this time claiming the boy beneath him gently. As their lips opened together, their tongues met and began a timid play. Pulling back, he whispered, “Naruto, how do I do this?”

“You need to prepare me,” the boy responded awkwardly from his position on bottom. Gaara thought for a moment before un-cuffing one of Naruto’s hands. He kissed the open palm delicately before issuing his order.

“Show me.”

Looking around the room, blue eyes fell on the tube of ointment that he had previously used to treat Gaara’s wounds. “The ointment, coat my fingers with that.”

Naruto was about to give the most provacative show he thought he could ever possibly give and could only hope his efforts didn’t scare the Kazekage off. As Gaara leaned in for another gentle kiss, Naruto inserted one finger into himself. He pumped it into himself faster as the kiss grew more and more passionate. Inserting a second finger, his breath hitched causing a curious Gaara to lean back and watched.

It was the most enticing thing Gaara had ever seen. He watched in awe as the two fingers scissor out to make room for Gaara’s wide girth, just imagining how tight that heat would swallow him in just a moment. Had he not had the restraint of a Kazekage, he would have removed those fingers and had his way with the handcuffed boy right then.

Naruto inserted a third finger slowly, the tips of his finger pads searching for the spot that he knew would really make sparks fly tonight. Gaara appreciated the beauty Naruto was as he arched when he found it, crying out in the astonishing pleasure it gave him.

Deciding that Naruto was now having too much fun without him, Gaara re-cuffed Naruto hands to the bed frame. Settling between golden legs, he gave the exposed shoulders a bit of attention.

Naruto whimpered as Gaara began to suck on an extremely sensitive spot at the junction where his neck and shoulder met. With a soothing lick, Gaara positioned himself at Naruto’s entrance. His inexperience showed as he fully seated himself with one thrust, forgetting to be gentle. Fortunately enough, Naruto found himself into that sort of thing.

Gaara on the other hand was caught off guard by the tight heat encasing him, and as he nearly collapsed from pleasure the blonde found himself exclaiming, “Yes Gaara, fuck me!”

Collecting himself, Gaara rose to his knees. With a thigh in either hand, he was happy to comply. He started at a slow pace, experimenting with angles to see how the boy beneath him reacted. Lifting Naruto a little higher and thrusting into the heat, he knew he had found the spot as Naruto arched up and cried incoherently. Thrusting at the exact same spot, he leaned in to whisper, “You make such a beautiful uke.”

Gaara had every intention of thoroughly ravaging said beautiful uke that very moment and reared back before aiming a powerful thrust at his prostate. As Naruto screamed and arched into the thrust wildly, the redhead bit down harshly in Naruto’s shoulder.

He covered every possible into of Naruto he could reach in bite and love marks furiously as Naruto whimpered underneath him, rising to meet each and every thrust. Sad with the fact those love marks would disappear by the next morning, he pounded the thrashing boy into the mattress to make sure this night would be one Naruto could never forget.

“Gaara... Uhhn… I… don’t stop!” Naruto screamed, pulling at his handcuffs as Gaara repositioned himself and thrust into Naruto again. A pale hand encircled an impossibly tan member and began to pump it vigorously, giving Naruto a heady rush. The double stimulation was the end of him. It only took seconds before he reached his peak, squirting all over Gaara’s hand and chest and catching himself in the chin. The muscled in his body contracted almost painfully on Gaara’s length and with a loud cry, he came inside Naruto.

Collapsing on Naruto’s side, they basked in the warmth of afterglow, both too afraid to speak and ruin the moment. Heavily panting, Gaara reached up to unlock the handcuffs, taking time to rub the raw wrists before pulling Naruto into his arms.

“Well…” the exhausted blonde sighed, “I didn’t wake up expecting THAT this morning.”

“Mmm,” Gaara responded while holding up the handcuffs for further inspection. “I think we need a few more of these.”

Naruto chuckled lowly. “Get some of the fuzzy ones, then. These really killed my wrists!”

Disturbed teal eyes found amused blue. “They actually have fuzzy ones?”

“Mmhmm,” Naruto confirmed and chuckled at the look on Gaara’s face. It was rare to see him lose composure. Perhaps being uke would be worth it if Gaara ended up like this most of the time.

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