Summary: Shukaku is gone. So Gaara sleeps. But an unexpected word written to his forehead makes Gaara think of the things he never quite understood. (LeeGaaLee NaruSasuNaru)

Disclaimer: Characters ain't mine but Kishimoto Masashi's, idea ain't mine but Akatsuki Wallpaper's (foundable on FFNet with that name), but the story itself is mine.

A/N: So, this is up again. It's gone through a lot of changes with the wording, but the idea and the plot have still remained exactly the same.

This will be a short, hopefully cute and kinda romantic story of how (naive) Gaara reacts to Naruto and Sasuke's prank that really had no deeper meaning.

Chapter 1

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Gaara, the Kazekage of Suna is visiting Konoha.

Not just to meet his friends, of course. He is there to take care of some business. They, however, can wait, for Gaara had decided to visit Naruto first and do his important but sometimes boring work later.

So now he is returning from a tiring but fun meeting with Naruto. A tired smile can be seen on his lips.

He walks to his bed, throwing his jacket to the floor. He collapses onto the soft mattress.

And so Gaara falls asleep.

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"Ouch. Careful, dobe!"

"What? It's not my fault you've got such big feet."

Grunt. "Hn. Whatever."

"Teme! Don't spoil the fun."

Chuckle. "You sure he won't wake up?"

Rustle. "Yeah. I've done this before. Now give me that pen."

"Hurry."

"Yeah… Done!"

"Let's go."

"Ok, ok, don't be in such a rush."

"Dobe."

"Teme."

"Usuratonkachi."

"…teme…"

Chuckle.

Silence.

Grumble.

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Gaara open his eyes slowly to stare at the ceiling far above him.

He is hungry. He can feel the emptiness of his stomach as he changes his porition.

Eating would be a very good choice to do first in the morning.

So he raises from his bed and stretches slowly and carefully his every muscle.

He steps to the floor. Shivers run down his spine as he feels the coldness of the floor. Quickly he dresses up and rushes downstairs to kitchen.

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Temari hears steps coming down the stairs. She assumes it is Gaara, so she turns on her chair to greet him. "Morning, Gaara."

"Mrhng…"

She considers that as a greeting.

Temari frowns as Gaara steps into her view.

Something is different about him. Hair? No, it is the same as always, just a bit ruffled. Eyes? No, they too are the same, maybe just a bit tired.

Gaara turns to face his sister and brother who finally raises his gaze from his cup of hot tea.

"Shônen ai?"

There. Now Kankuro blew it.

Gaara glares. "What?"

"Umh, Gaara. Have you looked in the mirror today..?"

Gaara's eyes widen. He rushes off to the front hall.

After awhile a yell can be heard.

"UZUMAKIIIIIII!!"

This story has already been written, so I'll be udating this whenever I have the time. This'll have about 7 (short!) chapters total.

That 'dobe-teme-usuratonkachi-...teme...' is a tribute from 'Blind Love' by A Placebo World.

I hope you enjoyed. If you did, just wait for the next chapter. I think it'll be up within a week.