Xavyn stood there in shock momentarily, before hugging his friend tightly. "Y-yes, god yes. I w-want n-nothing more." Gaara leaned up again, for another kiss, and this time it was more coordinated. The kiss deepened, and Xavyn felt warmth fill his chest, he moved his hands up to Gaara's shoulders. They moved in sync, Xavyn gripped Gaara's hair, and gently tilted his head, licking along Gaara's lower lip before they both pulled back for a much needed breath. Xavyn's whole face was as red as the early morning sunrise, even Gaara had some pink dusting his cheeks. "W-wow. That w-was intense." "You can say that again." Xavyn jumped at the sound of Temari's voice, and he spun around to find both siblings with a matching smirk on their faces. Xavyn groaned but couldn't stop himself from chuckling. "Well if we're all calm, and don't need a pee break, let's get back to training. You're gonna start using Jutsus now." Kankuro, and Temari sparred while Gaara became the teacher for the rest of the day, teaching Xavyn breathing, and calming techniques, and how to draw up his chakra into different parts of the body, and release it with hand signs. Xavyn understood how Chakra worked, he had the most trouble with hand signs.

"Jeez, a Ninja who can't make hand signs." Kankuro teased his friend, and got a kick to the jaw for his troubles. "So I can't figure it out yet, at least I have a kick to my name." Kankuro rubbed his jaw with a pained groan. "Fair enough, ow." It was difficult for the three siblings to teach Xavyn about Chakra, and Jutsus because they were all long or mid-range attackers, and the youngest seemed to favor close range attacks. "Make a clone of yourself." Xavyn had seen Gaara's sand clone before but he didn't know how to make one. "Channel your chakra, make the hand sign, and release some of your chakra into the clone." Gaara gave an example, made the hand sign, and created a sand clone to his right. Xavyn blinked in fascination, and couldn't help but admire the likeness of it. "The better you get at it, the more accurate it will look to whoevever, or whatever, you're cloning." Xavyn took a deep, slow breath, and concentrated on the image in his mind, trying to remember the last time he looked in a mirror. Once he felt like he had it, he copied the hand sign Gaara showed him, and heard a strange 'poof' sound to his left.

"Oh my god, how did you make that?" He heard Temari laughing, and became afraid to open his eyes. He could feel heat behind his eyeballs, and wetness start to seep out from under the lids. "Shut up, stop laughing." Gaara snapped at his sister, and Xavyn felt soft hands sneak their way into his own, and he finally opened his eyes, refusing to look at the clone until he made it go away. "You've never looked at yourself before, have you?" Gaara's words were gentle, not mocking as Xavyn expected them to be, he shook his head, and blinked away the tears. Gaara shot a glare at the still giggling Temari, which finally made her stop, before he got rid of the sand clone. He put his hands on Xavyn's shoulders, and wiped away a stray tear. "Let's try something else, Transformation. This Jutsu allows you to take the appearance of something else. Temari, show him." "Why me?" "Because you laughed." Temari groaned quietly, and made a hand sign, transforming into her fan right before Xavyn's eyes.

"Wow! That's cool." "Now you try, use your Chakra to change your body into something else." Gaara held Xavyn's hands, and moved his fingers for him so he could get an idea of what it would feel like. "Do I have to turn into her fan?" "No." Once Gaara let go, Xavyn concentrated on the image in his mind, and found it easier to distribute his Chakra to use this Jutsu. He copied the hand sign again, and saw Gaara with a smile on his face, a glance to the right let him see Kankuro with a wide smile as well. Temari returned to her normal appearance, and made a huffing sound, crossing her arms. "What? Is it wrong? Did I mess it up again?" "Not at all, take a look." Kankuro took Xavyn a little bit away from Gaara, and Temari to stand him in front of a window of the building they got ice cream from. Xavyn couldn't believe his eyes, the person in the reflection was an identical match to Gaara, including the gourd he'd been carrying for years. He stood in awe, and Kankuro felt a smile tug at his lips again before Xavyn returned to his normal appearance.

They were soon joined by Kankuro's siblings, and they found a place to eat before they looked for a place to sleep; Xavyn had finally starting cuddling with Gaara like he used to, and the Jinchūriki allowed himself to smile freely. The oldest two breathed easy, knowing things would be alright again. Xavyn became bold, and pushed Gaara's food back, towards the table center, and climbed in the boy's lap, draping himself over Gaara like a weighted blanket. "What are you doing?" Gaara talked into the shirt that was two inches away from his face. "Sorry, are you still hungry?" "Well yes." Xavyn gave the tiniest whimper, only meant for Gaara to hear, and reached around for the plate, and chopsticks. He sat back, and fed his boyfriend the rest of his food. Of course people stared, but the two paid no mind, and Gaara's siblings were used to the display. Xavyn had pushed his own food aside in order to feed Gaara, ignoring his own growing hunger. "Xavyn, you gotta eat too." Kankuro knew from experience that if Xavyn wasn't nearly forced to eat, he wouldn't. "No thanks, I had enough." Gaara opened his mouth for another bite, and chewed some of it before bringing Xavyn down for a kiss, and pushing his unchewed half of the food in his boyfriend's mouth.

Once he pulled back, he worked Xavyn's jaw up, and down to make him chew, ignoring the glare he got for it. Kankuro, and Temari were laughing at them, and Xavyn leaned back, swallowing the food, he grabbed his drink, and took a sip before kissing Gaara, and pushing it in his mouth. It was expected, and welcomed, Gaara forgot his own food, and wrapped his arms around Xavyn, holding him close. They broke apart, and pecked each other, the younger sighed happily, and leaned down, laying his head on Gaara's shoulder. "I haven't felt this happy...I think ever before." Xavyn giggled, and ignored the groans from the older two. "Ok we get it, you're dating now. Can you separate for two minutes?" "Seriously, you just got together." The two were serious, but meant no harm about it; their tone teasing, and light, happy to see the others smiling. Gaara didn't want to move, happy to be squished between his boyfriend, and the chair he was seated in, so he used his sand to bring his drink closer. "Xavyn, thirsty." As tempted as Xavyn was to make Gaara get it himself, he also liked giving him things.

(Tw: homophobia, and lots of cussing)

He sat back again, and grabbed the drink, holding the straw to Gaara's slightly parted lips. Temari, and Kankuro went back to their food, making shapes with them, and all was well for a while. A man came up to them, and shoved at Xavyn's head so hard he flew back, and his spine hit the edge of the table with a soft crunch. His body trembled, and a choked sob ripped its way out of his throat, he was momentarily paralyzed until he slumped forward, Gaara gently cradling him against his own body. "What'd you do that for?" Kankuro asked, getting up to throw away his trash. "We don't need faggots like you two around here. Fucking fairies, get the fuck out of here." Xavyn wrapped his arms protectively around Gaara, and he glared at the man behind them. "We're not bothering you, why don't you just leave us alone?" "Because if I did, you little faggot whores would think it's ok to makeout, and fuck in front of kids. Nobody wants to see this disgusting shit. Get the fuck out of my sight!" The man went to hit Xavyn again, but didn't get the chance as sand created a shield behind the couple, and Xavyn carefully climbed off Gaara's lap.

"Xavyn, don't bother. He's not worth your energy." Xavyn gave his boyfriend a small smile, and summoned up all of his courage, stepping up to the stranger. "Listen here, you ignorant, close minded piece of crap. We are not bothering anyone, and if you so much as look at Gaara the wrong way again, I will kill you, do you hear me?" "What is it you think you can do, faggot bitch?" "Just try to hit him again. I dare you. You can't do anything anyway, you weak little coward. All you do is talk, talk, talk. Run your dang lips because you're a coward!" He swung his fist at Xavyn who ducked, and kicked the man in the stomach, making him topple down almost on top of Gaara. Xavyn grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt, and pulled him back, the thought of anyone putting their hands on Gaara like that again filled his stomach with a fire that burned him up to his chest.

The man swung at Xavyn a few more times, getting more, and more frustrated at Xavyn's agility, and ability to dodge him easily. Temari, and Kankuro watched, enjoying the show, and Gaara sat with his arms crossed, using the sand eye to watch, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Xavyn continued dodging, and blocking until the man left an opening, and the teen used that opportunity to pin the man to his stomach, arm held behind his back, Xavyn using his own legs to hold the man's, and his free hand gripped the guy's black hair. "I'm not normally a fighter, but you pissed me off. If you ever come near us again, I will take my sweet time pulling you apart limb from limb. Do I make myself perfectly clear?" "Fuck you!" The man spat, getting his head knocked onto the ground. "Am I perfectly clear?" "Fuck you! Fucking faggot pussy bitch! I'm gonna kill you then I'm gonna tear off that head of your boyfriend-" Xavyn cut him off by getting off him, and gripping his hair, dragging him away from the public's eye. Everyone else looked around, wondering of Xavyn would attack them too. "I'll go make sure he doesn't get himself killed."

Temari chased after Xavyn, and everyone else went back to their buisness. Kankuro, and Gaara were happy to see their friend stand up for himself, and Temari found that Xavyn had the man tied to a wooden post, a Kunai held to his throat, but he hesitated at the last second; he saw a flash of pure seeting hatred, one he only saw in his father's eyes before. He felt paralyzed, like it was his father he was dealing with, and not some stranger who hated gay couples. His hand trembled, and the man smirked. "What's wrong, faggot? Can't kill your old man?" "Thiago." Temari stood behind Xavyn, having watched the man transform into Thiago. The man before them had long brown hair, the same midnight blue eyes as Xavyn, an upturned nose, a cruel smirk plastered to his cold lips, and the smell of cherries, and Sake was overwhelming. "F-Father!" "Pathetic. I've been watching you for months. Who are you trying to impress? Are you trying to be a ninja? You want to protect your precious little demon boy toy?" "But he's not-" "You disgust me!" Xavyn was trapped between the fear his father drilled into him, and the protective nature he felt over Gaara. "If you've been watching Xavyn, then you would know how great he can become. You disowned him, you don't have the right to call yourself his father or act like he's your property." Temari's words gave Xavyn the strength he temporarily lost. He thought about the reason he so strongly desired to protect Gaara, and a gentle laugh fell from his lips.

"You know what, fath-Thaigo? I actually have to thank you. If it wasn't for the Hell you put me through, I wouldn't have a reason to wake up every day. I've loved Gaara for a long time, as a friend, as a shoulder to lean on, and now as my partner. I will protect him with my life, even if it means taking yours." With a confident swipe, Xavyn slit Thiago's throat, only for the body to turn into smoke. "A clone? Gaara! Kankuro!" Temari held Xavyn back from running back to the outdoor restaurant table. "Xavyn, he's not there. The real one's probably still at his house or close to it. I get the feeling he only did this to scare you." Xavyn nodded, and forced himself to calm down, having faith in Temari's assessment of the situation. "He wouldn't actually try, and attack you in public unless he could guarantee people wouldn't interfere; but you did good. I'm...I'm proud of you." He blushed, and relaxed his grip on the weapon before tucking it back in the pouch on his leg. Temari brought him to Kankuro, and Gaara, both of whom had a relieved smile on their faces.