Some people would call him a freak; others think him messed up in the head…
Lee liked to think of himself as optimistic. You know, unwilling to let the truths of life get you down, putting a new twist on them to make them positive.
Gaara just thought he was weird. Still, he occasionally found himself amused by the green-clad ninjas antics. After all, he was probably one of the only ones physically capable of getting past his sand barrier, not to mention the only one that would dare try on a daily basis.
Lee had realized early on that although he could get as close as he liked to the redhead when Gaara knew he was there without the sand budging, getting the same proximity when the Sand nin had been given no warning and was surprised was a lot more difficult. Therefore, surprise hugs were met with a formidable shield.
But did Lee let that fact deter him from doing such an action?
Of course not.
Instead, he made it a somewhat daily game. His reason for his actions, he said, was that it was a good training exercise for them both--and truthfully, it was. Gaara was able to test his defense and realize its weaknesses in a non-threatening situation, while Lee himself was able to test his own speed.
It was a win-win arrangement.
Therefore, though slightly surprised, Gaara wasn't shocked when he was out patrolling one day only to suddenly wrapped up in a pair of arms mid-step.
"Lee."
The leaf ninja leaned down while behind the other, resting his chin on his friend's shoulder with a cute grin that caused him to squint his eyes with the force of it. A pillar of sand was arched, stretched to defend, just inches behind Lee's head. It had risen as it sensed the assault, and paused as soon as contact was made. Now it stood there, frozen, before slowly retreating back into it's gourd.
"Heh. I win."
Gaara rolled his eyes at Lee's exuberant tone, though the corner of his mouth twitched upwards. Though the position was slightly awkward because of the gourd, the feel of Lee's presence against his back and his arms around his waist was enjoyable. Lee tightened his grip for a split second before saying softly that he was off to do his afternoon training, and would see the younger male later in the evening before he dashed away.
Gaara's smile was small, but genuine.