Previously-

He stopped and turned back to look at me. "Gaara, i never asked you did I? How long it was that you were alone. How your life was back when you were human."

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Now-

My spine stiffened slightly.

"Ah! Sorry i guess that could have been-"

"Its fine." I replied interrupting him. "I do not mind telling you. At least, that is if i can remember exactly." I got up wobbling slightly as I went and sat down on the couch. Naruto joined me, Leaning against me as if to support me while he listened As I began to tell stories of my humanity.

--Centuries later, in an oddly familiar remote town--

---Naruto---

I grinned as i poured some coffee from the pot and into a coffee cup. I was eager to see how Gaara was finishing up this book. It's not a perfect record, but, hey who really wants to read a couple hundred thousand diaries?

The click click of his fingers on the key board were nice and soft in the air of our house. I went over to the fridge and grabbed some of the special brown 'sugar' cubes.

Years ago in an effort to blend into society gaara and i invented a sort of sugar cube disguise, to help contain blood. Just pop it into the coffee viola! A decent yummy drink. Plus the coffee taste masks it so that humans cant taste it. Its freaking awesome.

I plopped the cubes into the cups and i brought one over to gaara with a wide grin as his fingers stopped tying so fast. He took it with a kiss to my hands.

"Is it done?" I asked him. He nodded sipping at his coffee.

"Sweet! This time you only went through ya know, like twenty lap tops to type it. What are you going to call it?" The corner of his mouth flickered before he replied.

"Undying."

"Really. Thats what you came up with?" I frowned. "You named the first book Unfading."

"Humans think the stories are simply works of fiction anyway."

"Doesnt mean you have to pick silly names for the stories." Gaara stood up, and taking the coffee from my hands and setting it on the table spun my around and pinned be against the wall kissing me.

"I like the names." He murmured into my ear pushing his knee between my legs.

"Yep! The names are wonderful works of art!" I agreed quickly eager to leave this argument in the dust and have more of his kisses.

"It seems that even though thousands of years have passed sine that time in the cave, we just have not learned to let up."

"Shut up will ya?" I said kissing him again. "Mister, lets-take-the-story-of-how-we-met-and-stuff-and-publish-it-as-a-freaking-fictional-book-series."

"Gladly. Oh and Naruto, try to keep your voice down. Last we did it we woke the neighborhood and Mrs.Uchiha actually asked if you were going to be okay."

"S-S-Shut Up!"

"Hmm. If you insist my lovely sexy blonde." Gaara said kissing me again. "On a small side note," he said and I groaned in irritation. He does this on purpose! "What do think? Should I write a book over my time as a human? I do not believe it will be very interesting, as it doesn't not really include you." I sigh a short and frustrated sigh.

"Gaara, that's up to you. Now would ya hurry up? It seems like forever since ya loved me good an' rough!" He let out slow smile.

"That so? Well then, allow me to correct my mistake." I giggled, and I let him pick me up I a whirlwind of clothes as he carried me off to bed. Both us acting like some sort of newlywed couple even though we had been together for centuries. Ah well, what can I say?

It's love.

~~~~~~~~~~The End~~~~~~~~~~

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