Before I start with the story I just want to make some things clear. First of all I don't own any of the characters or anything else that you recognise from the manga/animé, I just make up the story.

I also want to give a big thanks to my good friend Veronica who has helped me alot (as an translator, dictionary and as someone that I can throw stupid ideas at until I come up with something good). She is also the one that finally made me start writing on my first fanfic, so without her there would be no story!

And if you havn't figured it out yet, this is my first story so any kind of constructive criticism is allright... but if you want to say that the story rules then that's fine too ^^

"Hey how's it going, Bushy Brow", asked the hyperactive blonde ninja.

"Bad… I just don't know what she sees in him", Lee (a.k.a. Bushy Brow) answered.

It had now gone three years since Lee first saw Sakura and she lay her love spell of youth on him as Lee likes to put it (even though everybody else sees it as an ass kicking).

"Well girls sure are weird", Naruto said while scratching his head in confusion.

"Maybe it's his black shining hair, or his dark, dark eyes or his..." Lee rambled on without noticing that Naruto was getting a bit uncomfortable and started to walk back to Gaara who had been waiting for him by the fountain while he went to say hello.

"What's wrong with Lee?" he asked when Naruto finally got back to him.

"I think that our eyebrow stealing friend has a crush on Sasuke", Naruto answered with a big smirk on his face.

"He didn't steal my eyebrows! Stop saying that he did", Gaara almost yelled that made Naruto's annoying smirk disappear. Gaara never yells and he hardly even raises his voice, so Naruto knew that he had hit a nerve.

"But… how come you don't have any then", Naruto asked as careful as he could because he didn't want Gaara to go crazy and start killing people again, just because his lack of eyebrows.

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During the same time as this absurd, but not so uncommon, discussion took place between the sand-nin and the leaf-nin, so were Lee still in his dream and kept rambling on without noticing that no one is left to listen.

"Or maybe it's his sexy voice, or his muscular arms, or…"