I did it! I finally started a Gaara and Lee fanfic! XD

This isn't the one I had originally planned, in fact this idea originated from a conversation on LiveJournal about the highschool ending of shippuden wahahaha... sorry.

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this fic and I hope to have fun writing it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything Naruto related. In fact I had to abduct the characters from Japan, forced them to learn English and make them take part in this fanfic. Ahhh... the life of writer 8D

Chapter 1

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Gaara didn't want much from life.

Despite growing up in an angst-worthy childhood, the red head lead a content life.

He had a few good friends, did well in school and got along with his older brother and sister. Even though it was only a year ago, Gaara was known to be the most socially withdrawn and isolated student in a of Konoha high. However it was thanks to a certain hyperactive blond haired boy named Naruto as Gaara began to open up, more and more before eventually realizing that he had started to enjoy going to school.

He was considered to be one of the school's brightest students along side Shikamaru and Neji, as well as being an active member of the school's art club. In short, life was good... right up until this moment.

Gaara was currently surrounded by thugs, all ready to beat the living day lights out of him.

'Great, and I thought Jiraiya covering for literature was the highlight of my day.'

Although Gaara's inner self was starting to panic, his stoic face stayed in place. Avoiding eye contact, Gaara attempted to walk away from the group but was roughly pushed up against the wall.

"And where do you think you're going?"

Gaara's glasses began to slip down his nose as he hugged his school books closer to his chest. Teal eyes managed to send out Gaara's very best death glare, which unfortunately did nothing as one of the men stepped closer with a toothy grin.

"What's that look for?"

"..."

"Staying silent, eh? Well since you're not too busy, how about giving me and my friends a little something so we can get out of you're hair?"

Gaara's nose wrinkled in disgust from the bad breath, thinking about what Naruto would say in a situation such as this.

"...bite me..."

Before the thug could even respond, Gaara stomped on his foot and tried to escape for the second time. However, he was once again pulled back and forcefully slammed against the wall with both his arms captured in a hold by the other two men. The guy who had just been foot-stomped had a look of pure anger displayed on his face.

"Now you've asked for it!"

Gaara squeezed his eyes shut, ready for the punch in the face... that never came. He felt the grip on his arms loosen as the rest of the gang gawped at the now unconscious man on the floor. Gaara opened an eye to see what was happening.

"...No! It can't be..."

Gaara sensed fear setting in the men besides him, responding to the sight of the tall stranger. This boy seem to be around Gaara's age with thick eyebrows and large angry eyes. His hair was rugged, spiky and long, mostly tied back into a long braid. He had tanned skin and wore a long dark green trench coat, with a plain t-shirt and jeans.

Gaara couldn't move his eyes away from this sight, he thought this boy looked odd yet... handsome. But his gaze became truly stuck when their eyes met. Dark eyes soften at those teal eyes, the pair becoming lost in a world of their own in a split second.

However that world was quickly shattered when one of the men pulled Gaara's arm roughly, causing the eye contact to be broken.

"Yeah right, no way that could be the Green beast of Konoha-"

Before his sentence could even be finished, the thug was suddenly punched in the face by a tanned hand. Gaara was freed from the tight grasp and stood to the side, eyes wide open to witness the fight.

It all happened so fast. The first man tried to fight back but was kicked down with a great amount of force, sending him tumbling down upon the concrete floor. When the other two tried to take the dark haired boy down, the 'Green Beast of Konoha' fought the pair almost simultaneously.

'It's as if I'm watching the spawn of Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee in action' Gaara thought to himself in awe, which was short lived as he then questioned himself why such a thought crossed his mind to begin with.

The fight was short lived as the men soon ran away in fear of further beatings. Gaara stared at the boy who was still standing, spitting out some blood and wiping the side of his face. Gaara was lost in a daze as the boy finally noticed the red head.

"Are you okay?"

Gaara snapped out of his little daydream, realizing that the boy who had just saved him was now up close and standing right in front of him. Gaara didn't answer straight away as he observed how his 'hero' was taller than him, the red-pink marks standing out on the tanned skin and destined to become bruises. Then those teal eyes traveled back up to those dark eyes, bringing Gaara back to reality.

"Uh... yeah."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I could have stopped them..." Gaara did not mean to respond in such a harsh tone, but he couldn't help but feel a bit lost. He didn't know what he should do or say in a situation like this.

'After all, no one has ever saved me like this before...' Gaara felt his cheeks warm up, whilst the other boy chuckled.

"Really? Well you were certainly doing a fine job."

Gaara wanted to glare so badly at this stranger, but when he tried to look straight into those dark eyes something inside him faltered. The red head dropped his gaze to the floor, clutching the books closer to his chest as if to give himself a boost of confidence.

'Why do I feel so nervous? I don't know this guy. I've never seen him before, yet... my insides feels weird. What is happening?'

Gaara took a deep breath, pushing all thoughts aside, before speaking directly to his hero.

"T-thank you..." Gaara could not believe he was stuttering, he knew that if his siblings were watching they would indeed be laughing at him and possibly filming the situation - ready to display on to the internet.

"...for..."

"Heh, no problem."

Gaara looked up to see such a kind look on this boy's face. The 'Green beast of Konoha' had a warm smile upon his face, Gaara's blush darkened at the sight. It was all over too soon for Gaara when the boy turned around to walk away.

"See you later."

"WAIT!"

Gaara did not know why he suddenly yelled out nor why his right hand reached out to the now wide-eyed boy, whom was looking at Gaara over his shoulder. The blushing boy instantly withdrew his outstretched hand to push his glasses up, attempting to regain his calm posture.

"What is your name?"

The boy had looked surprised at this question, as Gaara tried so hard to fight the urge to look away in embarrassment.

There was no response. Just silence and that smile which had left Gaara's heart beating wildly, when the taller boy continued to walk away.

'What on earth...' Gaara placed a hand on his chest to feel the soft thumping under his clothes and skin '...is this feeling?'