Summary- Some different stories on different monsters using Gaara and Lee as my main characters.

Explanation: Basically I am writing one of my favorite pairings with my favorite monsters. No, there will be no vampires or werewolves, but not because I do not like them, it's just those monsters are over popular. The monsters I will use are:

-The Mummy

-Swamp Monster, or mermaid (though I do not think mermaids are monsters, so I will probably go with the swamp creature)

-Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

-Frankenstein

-My sister's favorite monster (whatever that is...)

*If I recieve alot of good reviews I will continue down the line of monsters.

Now, without further ado, let us begin!

Take it from me, staying in a museum after closing time is not fun. It is creepy as hell, quiet as a graveyard, and the shadows around the exhibits seem to jump at you. Did I mention it was creepy?

Why was I, Rock Lee, at a museum after hours? Well, my school, Konoha High, had decided to bring its World History students on a field trip to the local museum. It just so happened that I got seperated from the group I was with when I went in search of the restrooms. Now, before you go thinking that I am an idiot for not just leaving through the exit, let me just tell you that this place is HUGE, and I have been lost for hours now. Seriously, you think I would have run into a night guard by now.

There were only a few lights on where ever I went and I tried to stay away from the areas that had no lights at all. The dinosaur exhibit was one of those places that had no lights, and I experienced first hand just how scary those dead beasts could be when covered in shadows and I'm alone. Am I really alone in this place? Shouldn't there be someone guarding the place?

I feel as if I have been going in circles. As if I have passed that same water fountain twenty times already. I probably have. ARGGGHH! Where the hell is the exit? I'm on the verge of just throwing a useless tantrum and crying in a corner.

CRASH!

What the- What was that? I run to the corner to investigate what the noise was, only to find the place completely without any lighting. I'm sure that I heard the noise come from this direction, but I can't see anything down this corridor.

"Hello? Is there anybody here?" I call out tentively. I don't recieve an answer.

"Hey! Anybody there?" I call out a little louder. I hear a near quiet moan that sends chills running down my spine. Why would someone be moaning? Was someone hurt down there? That would be the logical guess, but years of horror movie watching has my imagination reeling, and not in a good way. It does not help that the moan seems to be getting louder. Despite that, my growing curiousity has me walking down the dark hallway. It has to be instinctive because it definitely is not a concious act.

My footsteps come slowly and are the only sound that reverbrates throughout the area, besides my pounding heart. I curse myself silently for my shaky knees and clamy hands. Suddenly, as if they are motion activated, bright lights shine down on the exhibit I have moved onto at the end of the corridor. It appears to be an egyptian showcase. Murals with strange symbols surround me with models of Cleopatra and King Tutankahmen aka King Tut. The walls are a golden sand color with a deceptively smooth texture, though they look just as rough as their color. There's an area protected by glass with a miniature pyramid. The place has sand covering the ground with fake boulders, models, and scorpions. If the pyramid was bigger, it would be very believable. I move away from the model and continue looking around. Behind red velvet rope lies a coffin that has been tipped over with its lid opened. This must have been that made the crashing noise. What I wonder is if this is a coffin, then where is the body? There should have been at least a fake model in the coffin. There is a podium containing information on the coffin.

'This coffin was the final resting place of the royal guard to the late king, Rock Lee. The year he was buried is not certain. Inscribed within in the pyramid from which it was found was, 'I shall murder any who seperate me from my Master. I will return for him and correct my mistake.' The guard's name was Gaara Sabaku.'

Wow. This guy's king had my name. I wonder if I was named after him. I've never heard of him though.

"Hey! What are you doing in here kid?"

The voice literally had me shriek like a little girl and jump twenty feet in the air. I turned around to see a guard in a blue uniform stare at me with confusion. First there is relief, then there is the feeling of 'Finally!'. I try to compose myself before answering him.

"I-I'm sorry. I have b-been trying to find my out-t for awhile. Could you lead me out?" I stutter to him. The guard's confused expression has not left him, probably wondering how long a kid has been holed up in here without his knowledge. A...creepy feeling starts to envelope me and I look around for the source but I do not see anything out of the ordinary. The guard sighs and mutters something under his breath that I am not allowed to repeat. Really, such language around a minor! Even if I am in high school!

"Alright, follow me and I'll get you out."

"Oh, thank you!" I smile at him. Almost free at last!

We start to head out the dark hallway again when that same moan echos down it. My eyes widen and the hairs on the nape of my neck stand on end at the sound. I had forgotten about the sound that had drove me down here. The guard puts his arm across my chest signalling for me to stay put as he heads into the dark with his flashlight.

When the light is too far for me to see I hear him call out, "Is there anybody here?" A few moments pass before that moan sounds out again. Next I hear a ear piercing scream and a struggle. My breathing grows fast and I can't move. What...what is out there? The screaming grows worse and I can hear something being torn apart repeatedly, and is that...is that a dripping noise? Fear starts to cover me like a cloak and I'm completely paralyzed. I finally find the air to scream when the lights unexpectantly go off. They stay off as I hyperventilate and try to find a noise to locate, because the screaming has ended.

The lights come on five minutes later with a blinding effect. Movement returns to me and I look around me trying to find anything abnormal. I stop at the old guard's tomb and stare in astonishment. The coffin was put upright with its lid put back on. It seemed right, except there was a constant dripping noise coming from the bottom of the casket. I walk past the red rope and look down at the puddle growing on the floor. It does not take a genius to figure out what the red liquid is. None the less, I find my hands opening the lid without my permission and a creaking sound swallowing the room. Fear and disgust consume my mind as I stare at what I find. The body within is torn into an unrecognizable heap, and if it was not for the blue pieces found within the red blood, I would not have known it was the remains of the guard I had just met. His intestines and heart appear to be pinned to the tomb so that they would not fall out in a gory display. At the very top, unnoticed till now, is the mans face. Not his head, his face! His eyes are missing and his mouth is open in a constant silent scream. Whatever was in my stomach mixes with the blood on the floor. What could have done this, and so quietly? I don't want to know, I just want to get out before I am next!

"Mahhhh...mahhhh"

My breathing comes to a halt as well as my heat beat. I turn around slowly to look at the one making the noise behind me.

Okay, so I'm in a nightmare. That is the only idea I am willing to accept and I have been watching too many horror movies. That would explain why there is a living mummy only three feet from me. Most of him is wrapped in blood soiled bandages, that may have been white at one time. The only parts sticking out from the bandages were his toes, ankles, fingers, a few strands of red hair, his mouth, a red tattoo of the ai kanji on the left side of his forehead, and one bright teal eye surrounded by black on the same side. We stood there facing each other for minutes that felt like an eternity. He kept his one eye trained on me leaving me motionless and frightened beyond my wits. The mummy blinked and I was able to release a breath I didn't know I was holding. His steps could be heard on the hard tile as he came towards me. I could feel my body shake and small whimpers escape from the back of my throat. He was right on top of me and I still couldn't move away to save my life.

However, instead of ripping my limbs off one by one, he got down on one knee and bowed. My fear was not lowered any by this display.

"Mmmm...Mmmaster...forgii-iiiive meeee for m-mmy mistaaa-aake." His speech was slow and it showed that he had not needed to talk for quite sometime. I stared in disbelief at just the fact that he could talk. I turned my head back to stare at the reason why I was so afraid of this being. The red-headed mummy noticed my movement and started to talk again.

"Thaaaat mmm-mman w-was goooing to take you awaaay M-mmaster, I could nnnot leeeet hhhiiim do that." he droned out getting better with his speech the more he used it. I just stared in horror and uncomprehending of what he was telling me. The mummy cocked his head to the left confused by my actions. Though, I don't see why he should be confused seeing as how he had just brutally murdered a man then hung up his body parts for display in a tomb.

"Do yoou r-remeeember me Masteeer?" his tone held a hint of longing and sadness. Fear had not left me and I still could not move. My breathing was erratic and my heartbeat would not slow down. My eyes were wide as I shook my head no at him. From what little of his face I could see showed heartbreak at my reaction. My expression had not changed. I still expected this guy to kill me as soon as he realized I was not the Rock Lee he was looking for. He stood up about a couple inches taller than me. Shaking racked my body as I waited for him to tear me apart. I prayed he would be fast and make it as painless as possible.

"You ussed to be taller than meee," he pointed out.

"You are ssstill young thooough." he finished. My breathing, my shaking, and my heart, for a minute, had stopped when I felt his bandaged arms circle around my torso in an embrace. We were both just tall enough to where his lips had no problem touching the top of my forehead. Why haven't I passed out yet? I was afraid, I knew I was, and yet the fear did not have the same quality it had had before.

Suddenly, he pulled back with his one eye wide. "I had forgotteeen about the aaaamulet you had told me to giiive you when I fffound you." He moved behind me towards his discarded tomb. I couldn't turn around in fear of seeing that gory pile of human remains, but I could hear him rustling through the coffin trying to find his object. He came back in front of me holding a jeweled pendant in the shape of a scarab. It was a very beautiful piece of gold.

"Please take it Master." He handed it to me and placed it into my palm. I found my fingers curling around it against my will. The jems shone in a multitude of colors and I found myself getting lost in their beauty. They were...so...very...beautiful...

"..."

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" My head! Someone please stop the PAIN! It hurts! Dear God it HURTS! Images won't stop flashing in my mind. They're so fast I can only catch glimpses. I can't pay attention anyway since the pain is overriding everything. If this mummy is going to kill me, I wish he would do it right now!

Then, as fast as it came, the pain just stops...and I know. Somewhere during the pain, I had fallen on my knees and the amulet had fallen to the ground. My hands were gripping my hair in a death grip and there was another pair of hands covering mine trying to get me to let go. I look back up at the person whom the hands belong to. He's worried about me. I understand why now.

"I remember. You were my personal guard, my slave...my lover. I was poisoned by another. I died by your side, Gaara." Yeah, I remember all of it now. I had treated him like property in my first life, but I had loved him, and I know he had loved me.

"I am still your guard and slave Master."

"Are you still my lover?"

"That is up to you."

In answer I slid my arms around his shoulders and brought my lips to his. He had found me, and I had come back just as we had promised to each other. This time I planned to treat him more like a lover than an object. His lips were still just as smooth as when we last had passionately kissed. I love how he dominates me when we are alone. I might be his lord, but he was always the one to feel my warmth

When we seperated I caught a glimpse of that smile he only ever showed just to me.

"Shall we head out Master?" He asked.

I nodded my head unable to speak at the moment. In truth, I had forgotten about the decaying pile behind me until its scent reached me. It didn't bother me as much anymore since I remember all the murders he commited for me when I was a king.

"We'll need to get you some new tape" I muttered. He still had blood all over him. Gaara nodded and pulled me up onto my feet with him.

"Let us leave Master" He whispered lovingly.

I smiled and whispered back, "Yes, let's go Gaara."