Plan B

Plan B

TAKE NOTE: All of the below will only be written once.

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, except for that which you don’t recognize.


Info: AU-ish, Sasuke almost went to Orochimaru, but he still has the curse seal. Naruto is not dumb (I hate dumb Naruto), and trained w/ Jiraiya for a couple of years. Gaara is not Kazekage, some other random person is. All of our cute little ninja’s have grown, and are around 17-19 years of age. Also, demons go into heat. Fun, ne?


IF this turns into a chaptered fic- the following pairings will ensue. HOWEVER, if not, then only Naruto/Gaara.
Pairings: Mostly Naruto/Gaara, Naruto/Sasuke, Gaara/Sasuke, Naruto/Sasuke/Gaara, side mentions of other couples.


My only warning:

Yaoi and Het, maybe some mentions of Yuri

Don’t Like, Don’t Read.


Sometimes, all it takes is a smile…

Sometimes, all it takes is a frown…

Sometimes, all it takes is a couple of words…

Sometimes, all it takes is you.


“Oi, Sasuke-bastard, come over here.” Sasuke twitched. The freakin’ dobe was talking to him.

“Bastard, hurry up.” Sasuke twitched again. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

“No.”

Naruto snarled. Sasuke frowned. Glares clashed. Neji sighed. And Shikamaru snored. “I said no.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“NO.”

“…”

“Dobe…”

“Fine.” Sasuke gaped. Neji dropped the bedroll he’d been laying out. And Shikamaru twitched.

“Wh…” Neji expressed.

“…” Sasuke articulated.

Naruto smirked.

“What the hell?” The team’s laziest member had managed to put their thoughts in a sentence.

“Nahh, you guys don’t wanna know so I figure it’s fine.” Naruto’s eyes shifted to a tree. Or, more specifically, the person sitting in said tree.

“Oi, Gaara. You wanna come with me?” Naruto’s smirk widened, thinking of all the possibilities of the sentence. His years with Ero-sannin had not left him pure.

“WHA-AAT!” All three hadn’t even realized the Sand-nin was there.

“Sure.” Gaara’s smooth voice rolled out of the tree. “Which way do you prefer?”

Naruto pretended to think. “Down.”

Neji looked confused. Their conversation made no sense. Unless… they were talking about hunting! That made sense. They were after all on a mountain, so therefore one had to go down to find anything.

Sasuke was vaguely sure there was more to the conversation than he was getting. Afterall, he had Kakashi as a mentor.

Shikamaru merely reddened and rolled onto his front.

“So, shall we?”

Gaara jumped down, and grabbed Naruto, pushing them both off the cliff.

“… err, was there something I missed?” Neji sat down to ponder the words.

Shikamaru snickered.


Down below…


Gaara’s sand cushioned them before they reached ground level, leaving them on a platform of sand about a metre from the lagoon beneath them. They were already frantically kissing, Gaara’s tongue sliding into Naruto’s mouth, Naruto’s in Gaara’s. Gaara had his hands up Naruto’s shirt, while Naruto was still struggling to undo the leather strap from his position underneath Gaara. Gaara yanked his mouth off Naruto’s, and started to suck the other’s neck, one hand pinching Naruto’s nipple.

“Why do you even have the damn strap on? It’s not like you’re carrying the frickin gourd.”

“Just in case,” Gaara mumbled. He took his hand away, making Naruto hiss unhappily. One handedly, he undid the strap, his other arm still supporting his position above Naruto. Naruto moaned as Gaara savagely bit his neck and again as he continued playing with Naruto’s nipple. Gaara bit him again, in the same spot, and broke the skin. Both Naruto’s and Gaara’s chakra flared, their finger’s shifting to claws, canines growing longer and eyes flickering from one shade to the other. Naruto raked his hand down Gaara’s shirt, shredding the silky material. Naruto could feel Gaara smirking.

“Impatient fox.” Naruto snarled, and flipped them, holding Gaara’s hands above his head with chakra.

“Not today. Tomorrow I will be, but not today.” Naruto licked his way down from Gaara’s neck to his nipples. He slowly sucked one, and blew on it, causing Gaara to moan. Loudly. His mouth left to move to the next, while he rolled the other dark nipple with the pads of his fingers, doing his best not to scratch, although not caring if he did. Gaara panted, squirming against the chakra.

Naruto moved down, crisscrossing his tongue across his partner’s smooth abs, before stopping.

“Your pants.”

Gaara licked his dry lips. “…draw…string…” and groaned. Naruto was still playing with his chest.

Naruto frowned. He couldn’t see a string anywhere. So, he cut the top with his claws instead. Gaara gasped again, body arching up into Naruto’s hips pushing helplessly into thin air cock exposed. Naruto placed a hand on Gaara, just above his erection to still him.

“…hurry…”

“Impatient raccoon.”

Gaara shot him a glare, before dropping his head back in bliss. Naruto slowly brought his hand up and down his cock, just stroking it.

“Fucking… blow me already…” Gaara tugged at his hands, still held by chakra. He snarled, and pushed chakra around his hands, widening the gap around the chakra ropes and pulled them out. They immediately shoved Naruto’s head down to his cock, groaning in pleasure as Naruto opened his mouth to let him in. He pulled Naruto’s head off his cock, half dazed, half glaring at Naruto’s pants.

“Remove the pants.” Not a second later, Gaara lunged at the offending black canvas trousers, deciding Naruto was moving too slowly. He slashed them, ripping the top area to scraps, smirking.

“You go commando?”

Naruto raised himself onto his elbows. “Yup.” He pulled Gaara’s legs so that there was one on either side of his head, and licked. Gaara tensed. Naruto opened his mouth wide, and pushed down on Gaara’s ass. Gaara swore.

“Hello? You mind-“ Naruto moaned. Gaara had just deep throated him in one go. His mouth was warm and wet on Naruto’s throbbing cock, and with a jerk, Naruto had returned the favor. He hummed, hands playing with Gaara’s balls, before Gaara did something so amazing it should be illegal to him, and came, white and red light flashing alternately in his eyes. He dug his hands in Gaara’s back, breaking skin, and felt the cock in his mouth push in deep, before his mouth was flooded with come. Gaara half collapsed onto him, using his remaining strength to roll off Naruto’s body. They pushed themselves up, watching the other lazily. Gaara stretched out an arm, dragging his finger over Naruto’s mouth.

“You missed some.” He brought his finger to his mouth and sucked.

“Wanna check if I’ve missed some more?”

“Sure.” Gaara dragged Naruto’s head over his and they lazily opened their mouths to each other’s tongues sliding in and out, rubbing against each other’s, tasting each other and themselves, mixing until they didn’t know which was which. They separated regretfully for air.

“Man, we smell.”

“Mmmm.”

“You mind…?”

“Sure.” Gaara let the sand go, dropping both him and Naruto in the lagoon, and deposited what remained of their clothes on the beach. They floated for a while in the warm water.

“How did you know I was there?”

“Easy. Smelt you.”

Gaara looked at him. “You know, you have a nice smell. Like desert,” Gaara snorted, “and spices.”

“Eh.” Gaara swam over to the small beach, and walked over to a russet red bush. He chucked a couple of the berries at Naruto. “Use them to get rid of the smell.” Gaara, like Naruto, could smell the musk left from their ‘activity’.

“Thanks.” The berries themselves had a heady scent, soft and alluring.

“How’ve you been?”

“In heat for the past two days. So glad I found you. I don’t see why your country prohibits prostitution, I was going to go crazy.”

“Neither do I. Wanna stay with us another two days? My heat’s only begun today.”

“Sure.”

“What about Temari and Kankuro?”

“I’m travelling on my own.”

“Mission?”

“Completed. You?”

“Almost. Still need to get a couple of ingredients, but other than that done."

They floated in silence, revelling in the sun, half asleep from the heat and the smell of the berries.

“Is dog boy here?”

“Nope.”

“Find a deer or something before we go back. I heard Neji mutter something about hunting.”

Gaara waved his hand, and sand flew off in a general direction.

“Seal still work?”

“Yeah. It’s genius. Thanks.”

“Eh. I just tweaked it from my own. So how come you still have rings around your eyes?”

“Kohl.”

“Ah.”

Gaara heard water splatter down on the ground, and knew that Naruto was out. He sighed, and idly made his way to where Naruto stood. The blonde had grown, but was still the size of a girl, both height and body frame wise. Gaara frowned. Actually, he was far skinnier than anyone had a right to be. His hair was longer, and face smoother with sharp lines. The whisker marks that everybody thought were scratches were darker than ever, and had lengthened. As Naruto and he adjusted their bodies back to before, he saw Naruto’s hands shrink slightly, fingers long and slender.

“Hey.”

“What?”

“Pass me your hand.” Naruto raised his hand and Gaara placed his against it. Naruto’s were at least a centimetre shorter. Naruto scowled.

“Meanie.” Gaara chuckled.

“Heh. By the way, is there anything left of my clothes?”

“Not really. You have your cloak, yeah?”

“Yes.”

“Use that. I don’t suppose you have a spare scarf or something?”

“I do, why?”

“Well, you left most of my trousers intact, but the top is completely gone. I can hold them up with chakra, that’s no issue, but I need something to cover up with.”

“Sure.” Gaara’s headscarf floated to Naruto.

“Thanks.”

“No prob.” Gaara felt a pull by the sand he had let loose. “Got one.”

“Good.” Naruto pulled his tunic over his head. It could have covered what the scarf currently did, but it had slits, for manoeuvrability. He retied the scarf over the top of it. Naruto threw the tank top he had been wearing under it to Gaara. “Use that.” It was plain black, and it landed on Gaara’s head.

Sand and a deer appeared, floating next to Gaara.

“Shall we?”


Back up there…


When Naruto and Gaara got off the sand platform, the scene had not much changed. Shikamaru was still lying in the grass, Neji next to him, and Sasuke was still on the rock, also lying down. Naruto raised an eyebrow.

“Well, I’d ask if you had done anything useful, but I can tell you haven’t.”

No response.

“Geez,” Naruto muttered. He picked up rocks scattered around and brought them over to where Gaara had already arranged an average circle shaped area out of sand. Placing the rocks around it, they wandered off to find some wood. Gaara dumped his load on the ground next to the slightly hovering area of sand where Naruto was setting up the twigs. Naruto put his hand underneath the stack and lit it. Gaara set up the other branches in a typical spit style.

Soon, the aroma of roast deer filled the campsite. Gaara and Naruto sat there comfortably, Naruto sprawled over Gaara, eating the parts of the deer that the rest of the team couldn’t, needing the nutrients found in the raw meat. Naruto finished eating after Gaara, no longer famished, but still not full.

There was blood all over Naruto’s hand. Gaara grabbed it, and pulled one finger in his mouth at a time, actions not intended to arouse, just clean the hand.

They continued to sit there, watching the sun bleed from yellow to orange to red, and finally fade away over the horizon before the deer was completely done.

Later…

An uncomfortable silence presided around three-fifths of the campfire, the other two-fifths talking quietly. They broke off after a while.

Sometimes Naruto wished his team would talk a bit more. This was one of those times. Shikamaru was fine when he could be bothered, that is, but Sasuke and Neji… well, they weren’t what could be called ‘jolly company’. Especially when someone they hadn’t detected but the dobe had, was eating with them.

“So, Gaara.” Gaara looked at Shikamaru, eyes unreadable.

“Wassup?” If Gaara had eyebrows, they’d be up to his hairline. Shikamaru, willingly initiating conversation? Something was up.

“Why.”

“…actually I just wanted to know about the raccoon.”

“Oh. I am able to sleep and am no longer tormented by Shukaku due to a seal.”

“Who found it?”

Gaara’s lip twitched. “Naruto and the ero-sannin, but Naruto altered it to suit my situation.”

Two pairs of jaws dropped. Therefore only Neji was able to speak.

“Naruto…?”

“Yup. But you can call me master if you want.” Neji’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Seriously, yeah, I found it and modified it to fit Gaara’s situation.”

“But… that requires brains dobe. Brains you don’t have.”

“Shut it Sasuke. How would you know, I only got back a month ago.”

“Maybe miracles do happen.”

”Thanks a lot Shikamaru.” Naruto said sarcastically. He received a yawn in reply.

“…who’s Ero-sannin?”

“You know that white haired guy who looks a bit like a porcupine* constantly perving at the bath house calling it ‘data gathering’ for his books which Kakashi-sensei reads,” Sasuke’s jaw dropped.

“Always slacking off on my training to find chicks, although I don’t really mind that part,” Naruto mused, “but he has these shifty eyes and when they look really shifty is when he’s gonna do something especially stupid. Old froglike face with red stripes down his cheeks and does crazy things which he calls training, like watching Kakashi and Gai doing the act, stealth training my ass, and wants to get it on with Orochimaru because Orochimaru apparently has a great tongue and does these really cool things with it and Kabuto also-“

Gaara clamped his hand on Naruto’s mouth. Neji already had his hands over his mouth, green tinging his face. It was too late for Sasuke however, he was already dry retching. Shikamaru had a cute blush over his cheeks.

It took a while for everyone to settle down, well, it took a while for Neji’s stomach and Sasuke to settle down.

“What’s his name, dobe?”

“Ero-sannin.”

Sasuke growled. “His real name, usuratonkachi.”

“Bastard.”

“Wasn’t asking about your name, what’s his?”

Naruto glared, then pouted. “Err, Jiraiya, I think.”

“WHA!” Three identical shouts rang out in the cool night air.

“What? Geez, I’m not gonna be able to hear for ages.”

“Dobe.” Sasuke’s tone was serious. “Do you know what he is?”

Naruto blinked. “Uh, a pervert?”

Sasuke put his head in his hands. Neji took over. “He’s one of the Legendary Three.”

“Who’s what?”

“The Legendary Three. Orochimaru, Tsunade-sama and Jiraiya.”

”I can believe Orochimaru, and maybe Tsunade, but Jiraiya? No way. …although, that maybe why he has such good cloaking and stealth techniques. From peeking…” Naruto muttered to himself. “Either way,” he announced, “he’s still ero-sannin.”

Shikamaru also put his head in his hands. Neji merely stared.


End (Chapter?)


*I was originally going to use an echidna (native Australian animal), but I didn’t know if many knew the term like they do kangaroos. Feel free to look it up.


To those who are wondering, I am an Australian, and Australia is NOT next to Austria, no offence, but I’ve been asked some stupid things, from Americans in particular- like do you ride kangaroos to school, and some things about crocodiles and Steve Irwin. I would like everyone to know that Steve Irwin is an oddity, and his show is barely watched, the only time I’ve watched it was to ridicule it. Koalas are NOT cuddly, never pick one up. Shark attacks are rare; they attack if you provoke them or have the scent of blood around you, they’re a bit like snakes in that respect.


Ok, I apologize for the length of the A/N note, but it probably won’t happen again. I don’t answer reviews unless an email address is left, however if I feel that a question is relevant, I may answer it at the end of a chapter.


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