Alpha

Kankuro POV:

I groaned while pulling myself out of bed. There had been this faint sound of whimpering filling my room for the past hour but I’d been too lazy to inspect it. As I lived in the Kazekage’s mention, the center of Suna, it never got quiet. I was never bothered by the noise, but something had been nagging at me since it started. I put on the pair of pants closest to me, not bothering to check if they were on right, and began walking up the wooden stairs that led to the main living quarters.

The floor was cold under my feet as I approached what seemed to be the source of the whimpering.

“Gaara?” I wondered. I was hesitant to enter my younger brother’s room. Years ago I would have feared the sound was caused by Shukaku, but with him long gone, I feared something far more… personal. Basically, I didn’t want to walk in on my younger brother masterbating. However… something wasn’t right. I raised my fist and knocked on the door.

   “G-Gaara? You alright?” I asked, cringing. I received more whimpering as a reply that set my chest on fire.

   “What’s going o-,”.

   Oh. Oh no. No no no no no. There was no way. I stumbled back a few steps, started by the strong scent he was emitting.

   “Y-you’re in heat?” I asked dumbly, still startled by the situation. I lurched forward and quickly headed over to Gaara. At this point, I really wished I had grabbed a shirt when I was back in my room.

   “Uhhh- TEMARI,” I shouted, not sure what to do. Even though I would never admit this out loud, Temari is far better at social interactions or emotions than I am. While I waited for Temari to get here, I sat down next to Gaara and tried to figure out what I could do. The alpha in me was going insane; it ordered me to gather supplied and food and water, but also to not leave the omega and protect him with my life. At this point, my head was spinning. A loud gasp brought me out of my trance.

   “Gaara!” a feminine voice called from the doorway. Temari elbowed me off the bed and lifted the layers of blankets that covered Gaara’s body. She climbed under the covers and tucked Gaara’s head into her neck.

   “Kankuro, go get a few bottles of water and every pillow and blanket we have in the hall closet”.

   I nodded in reply and headed down the hallway towards the kitchen.

Gaara POV:

I cannot see. I cannot hear. All I could do is feel- and god do I wish I couldn’t. My body burned, begging me for something I can’t describe. My gut was being ripped apart. My scent glands felt like they were being stabbed. My arms and legs felt limp and numb. My nipples feel sensitive and swollen. My butt was leaking hot slick and the front of my pants felt too tight. I could vaguely feel a body being pressed up against mine, but I couldn’t smell anything. A beta. However, I doubt anyone would be brave enough to break into my room and cuttle me during my heat in the same house as the best kunoichi and puppeteer in Suna. So it’s Temari.

I pressed my head further into Temari and groaned, hoping she'd do anything to dull the pain. I could hear her voice in reply, but it was muffled as if she was in another room. The smell of a familiar alpha brought me comfort, and my body untensed for a moment before a strong wave of cramps hit me, making me scream.

“Gaara! Gaara!” I heard Temari call out. I let a whimper out in reply. I felt Temari’s soft hands run through my hair, and she tucked my head softly back into her chest. She took the water from Kankuro and let me take small sips. As I drank more and more water, I regained more of my senses. I could see Temari’s concerned face, and Kankuro awkwardly waddled back and forth in the doorway. When I was finished, I put my head back into her chest. More and more waves of cramps hit, but Temari kept running her fingers through my hair and put her warm hand onto my gut. Even though I still felt extremely uncomfortable (I had cold slick stuck to his thighs and ass, I still had a rock hard erection that I was desperately trying to hide from Temari), I tried to fall asleep, hoping things would be better when I woke up.

Temari POV:

   When I found out about Gaara being an omega, I did a lot of research about how to care for an omega once their heat came. Momentarily, I have only done the really easy things like keeping him safe and hydrated. However, he had other needs that… I don’t want to discuss. At the moment, I’m just going to try to deal with the things that won’t leave me mentally scarred. The most important thing that I’d have to do would be to make him a nest. I forced Kankuro to put all the pillows and blankets onto the ground in Gaara’s room, so I started by trying to clean out the clothes that were on the floor in his room.

   Once I was done, I brought the giant stack of pillows and blankets over to Gaara and woke him up.

   “Gaara. Gaara! Hey, I need you to approve of this stuff to make your nest, okay?”.

   He nodded, which was the best reply I was going to get out of him, and I started showing him each individual blanket and pillow and letting him approve of each. I grabbed the blanket off the top of the pile and let him feel it.

   “Is this one okay?” I asked. He shook his head.

   “Okay,” I grabbed another blanket, “What about this one?”. He nodded. I threw the approved blanked into his closet and turned to grab another blanked out of the massive pile. I sighed. This is gonna take a really long time.

   It did take a long time. Two hours. Gaara only approved under half of both the pillows and blankets, but that didn’t matter at this point.

   “Come on,” I said, dragging Gaara by the arms out of the bed, “come make your nest”. He groaned in response. He crawled on the floor over to the closet and we got into the system of me handing him a blanket and him putting it into the nest.

   “Pillow,” he ordered and I handed him the closest one. He reached back without looking at me and bent over to place the pillow in the back corner of the closet. As he bent over, I got a good look at my brother’s slick-covered rectum and hard cock through his pants. I quickly looked away and sighed in dread, knowing the inevitable was soon to come. Finding Gaara a mate is going to be impossible.

   “Ummm… Gaara how about we get you a change of pants, okay?” I asked awkwardly. I cringed internally as I watched his face grow red with realization. He nodded.

I propped Gaara up against the wall and opened his dresser. I grabbed a pair of pants that was ripped in a few places; I’m sure he’d dirty them quickly. I turned around to face Gaara who had a deep blush still spread across his cheeks. I’m not sure if that was from embarrassment or just the heat, but I tried to ignore it anyway

“Here you go,” I said, handing Gaara the pants, “These are okay right?”. He gave me a small nod and a “thank you”. I smiled, glad to see him talking and grabbed his water bottle. It didn’t need to be refilled for another hour or so, but I didn't want to see any more of my baby brother’s body, so I headed to the kitchen.

Gaara POV:

   My face burns worse than the rest of my body. I’m absolutely mortified. My sister, who has always seen me as a strong shinobi, was treating me like a weak omega and she saw my butt completely covered in slick. I’m glad that she hadn’t made fun of me, instead choosing to get me a new pair of pants and giving me privacy. I forced down my embarrassment and took my dirty clothes off. I felt considerably better without anything restraining my… manhood. However, I knew I’d need to put pants on before Temari came back, so I slipped on the pair of sweatpants. I felt much better to not be wearing underwear, especially any that were soaked in slick.

   After waiting for Temari to come back, I let my mind slightly wander, hoping it would help me ignore the shooting pains in my gut. The only thing my mind would let me think about was an alpha. I wanted one that was loving and powerful, but not restricting, and he would be muscular, from head to toe. I couldn’t help thinking about the more “dirty” aspects of the alpha. He would have the best cock. It would be long and thick and slightly curved. I felt my mouth water imagining the taste of the alpha’s semen. My body felt lighter thinking about the alpha.

   “Gaara I’m coming in”. I instantly jumped out of my trance and turned towards the door where I saw my sister giving me a look of dread.

   “Already?” She asked. I opened my mouth the ask her what she was worried but quickly shut it when I saw what she was looking at. My butt and thighs were clearly covered in slick. The clean sweatpants I had just put on were covered. Again, I felt absolutely mortified. I turned my head away from her in shame and pulled my knees to my chest, hoping I could hide the mess.

   “I- um,” I whispered quietly back.

   “I’m sorry Gaara, it’s okay. How about you get in your nest and take all of your clothes off. That way you won’t dirty any more of your clothes,” she suggested kindly. I nodded as a reply and climbed into my nest, waiting until she left to strip my clothes off. I buried my head into the soft blankets and closed my eyes, hoping she would never mention what just happened ever again.

Temari POV:

   I quickly shut the door of my brother’s room and headed towards the living room. The inevitable had arrived. Gaara had been complaining about cramps for hours and he was creating slick far too fast. If he were to follow the symptoms of a normal omega heat, he’d soon start producing an extremely strong scent that screamed for alphas to come mate him. I needed to find a solution fast.

“Yo! Kankuro!” I shouted, “Keep a close eye on Gaara”.

“‘Course Temari. Do you really think I’d let some alpha come in here and mate him?” he teased.

I sighed and left, hitting Kankuro on the back of the head on the way out. I hurried down the stairs of the mansion and entered the busy streets of Suna. I headed towards the doctor’s office, hoping they’d have something to help Gaara. They were often supplied with the necessities and sold them at a much cheaper price. I walked up the woman sitting at the front desk and cleared my throat. She looked up from the scroll she was reading and asked:

   “Do you need any help?”.

“Uh, yes. I have an omega brot- friend who suddenly went into heat. Could you offer me any help?”

The woman nodded and led me to a back room. “We have a plethora of different omega care. What will you be needing?”

My face burned. Normally, I was rather outspoken, but the idea of my baby brother using a toy made me feel extremely uncomfortable. I squirmed and shifted. I tried to answer the best that I could.

“Just umm… the basic stuff I guess,” I said, hoping the woman got my message. When the woman didn’t reply, I glanced up and saw that she looked confused. I blushed and looked away again and tried to explain again. “He.. he needs uh… something that he can um…”.

“Dildos or condoms?” the woman asked bluntly. She seemed to be getting tired of this guessing game, having gone through it many times. My face grew hotter than I thought was possible, and the woman at the desk just shook her head and muttered, “I’ll just get you both”.

When she returned, I smiled at her gratefully and took the bag. After paying, I left the store as quickly as I possibly could without running. However, once I got outside, I realized that going back home doesn’t sound very appealing. I started to walk extremely slow, thinking it would be a good way to stall. But after I walked for a few minutes, the image of Gaara suffering hit me hard, and I started picking up my speed. Even though I dreaded having to explain all this information to him, I couldn’t stand him suffering any longer.

As I walked up the stairs of the Kazekage’s mention, I went over my lines over and over. I had decided to prepare a short speech in case Gaara, who was innocent to most things like masterbation and sex, didn’t know what to do with the supplies I brought. Originally, I was just going to throw the bag at him and run but I decided to be a good big sister and care for him. I opened the door of Gaara’s room and regretted it instantly.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” I shouted, quickly covering my eyes, “I should have knocked!” The image of Gaara sitting ass- naked in his nest was burned into my mind. I would never be able to unsee that.

“Can I open my eyes now?” I asked. I uncover my eyes when I heard his reply. Gaara, who had a blanket draped over his groin and was shirtless, appeared to be humiliated.

“Uh- ummm,” I said gracefully, completely forgetting my prepared speech, “I- I got you some stuff that should help you through your heat”. I lifted up the bag to show him. He glanced up and looked at the bag.

“What is it?”

I handed him the bag and shuffled towards the door. Gaara opened the bag and took out the larger of the two boxes. He inspected each of the sides and opened the box. He looked up at me in confusion.

“What is this?”

Oh god. My worst nightmare.

“I- I can explain it more to you another time. To simplify it… it will help relieve from the cramps”. Gaara’s eyes lit up. He glanced down at the box.

“How? How!?”

“You, er… you need to uh,” I took a moment before quickly blurting out, “you need to put it up your butt”. The look on Gaara’s normally emotionless face changed so rapidly I thought I imagined it. Shock, disbelief, embarrassment flashed.

“WHAT?!”

“I know it’s weird Gaara. Just do it, okay? I’ll be close to you when you do it in case you need help but you’ll be alone in your room,” I said, still embarrassed.

His eyes stayed glued to the dildo and he nodded.

“Okay. Good luck Gaara,” I said and ran out of his room, shutting the door behind me. I quickly realized that this was the first time that I was relieved to not be around Gaara since the chunin exams. Wow.