NEW SCHOOL, NEW LIFE

Author's note: Ok, this is my first ever fanfiction! So I'm really looking forwards to your comments and reviews…. but please no flames… they may make me cry. But if you feel you really have too then do it…

SUMMERY: Gaara moves to a new school and attempts to keep his past a secret. However through some very … dramatic events it all comes out. How will he cope? Lee/Gaara slight Naruto/Sasuke. Rated M for safety and adult content. Serious OOC. Yaoi.

CHAPTER 1

Gaara sighed as he walked through the door of his new school, it was government school which was completely different from his old privet school for many reasons, number one: no uniform, number two: his siblings were not here number three: no one here knew him and the one thing they both had in common: he was alone.

Not many people got kicked out of Blackwood high, but he managed too, not that it bothered him, this way he was away from the people who try to be someone their not, and the less time spent with his siblings the better. It wasn't like he didn't care for his siblings just… they had an odd way of showing it towards each other. He was standing in the hallway waiting for a chosen student to come and show him around. Not that he really wanted to be anywhere near people, but he didn't have a say in the matter.

The school he stood in seemed normal enough, the students were probably annoying and judgmental, little pricks that will ignore him like back in his old school. The hallway became eerily quite, the calm before the storm. As the hall flooded with students he pulled his long sleeved shirt into the palms of his hands, he was wearing a long sleeved black top, with baggy old jeans, his hair was scruffy and covered his forehead and half way down his eyes. (A/N: Gaara doesn't have the black around his eyes yet. Sorry, but its in the next chapter and every other chapter after it.) He really didn't need everyone knowing how messed up he was on his first day or at all for that fact, but knowing school it was bound to be found out just like last time.

He closed his eyes in frustration, he had been waiting for half an hour while this unknown and unwanted tour guide went to his home room and now there were hundreds of kids swarming the halls like a colony of ants, not that anyone in this school would get that strong or far in life. Gaara didn't have a high view of this place; if he had his way he would be at home alone in his room just as he wanted to be right now.

"Hi, you must be Gaara right?" a blond kid came into view causing him to be pulled out of his loathing of this school, he was wearing a bright orange shirt and matching cargo's, his eyes were blue and he had three lines of either side of his face, he couldn't tell if they were scares or something else. Great, I am getting a tour by a nazi with war wounds. Gaara sighed as he noted to himself of the boys looks.

This kid obviously didn't want girls to like him, not with the bright orange mixed with blue and matching pants. Not that Gaara really cared weather he was gay or not, he just wanted to get this tour over with so he could never speak to this kid again. I wonder if you're wearing matching boxers too? He thought sarcastically. Gaara nodded.

"Well I'm Naruto, I'll show you around. You'll like it here it's really... oh look shinny." Naruto stopped in front of the trophy case. Oh please god no Gaara begged silently as Naruto continued to talk, he defiantly had some type of disorder, in any case the red head began plotting the blonds death, yes Gaara had crimson red hair, but he never really got teased about it, people didn't like being near Gaara. Naruto was doing a very good job at pissing Gaara off, it usually took more to get under his skin but the spaz was an exception. Gaara began counting how many times the boy shot a grin, laughed at his own jokes or fell over because he had a habit of walking with his eyes closed.

Gaara fallowed silently through the corridor as Naruto explained odd facts that wouldn't have interested Gaara even if he had said it would shut the blond up. Gaara was getting to the point where he was begging the non-existent god for a way to keep the blond from talking. Anything would do, just something to cause the Aryan looking boy to close his mouth and keep it closed for more then three seconds.

"Shut up Naruto." Gaara turned to see a raven colored flash push Naruto to the ground. Naruto yelped as he connected with the floor. An imaginary smile passed over his face. I instantly like him. Gaara thought, he didn't know who the kid was but if he could make the blond headache silent he was worth keeping around for the time being.

Naruto struggled to his feet attempting to make it seem that he wasn't hurt.

"This is Sasuke." Naruto smiled. Indicating the boy who was standing to his right, he had black-blue hair and his eyes were brown, nothing uncommon about him, he wore three quarter gray cargos and a dark blue top. Once again Gaara was found thinking about the possibility of homosexuality being common in this school.

"I don't care." Gaara breathed, it was the first thing he had said at his new school and it sounded very pompous, however he couldn't care less about wanting to make friends at this hell hole called school, he just wanted the day over so he could go home and pretend to fade away like he always did.

A sudden flash of green passed by Gaara's eyes.

"Hey Lee! Come back and say hi to Gaara!" Naruto called. Yes, by all means keep introducing me to people I couldn't care less about, I don't want to be antisocial at all, I love company. The red head was bitterly pleased with his inner comments, however his face remained the emotionless mask as it had been since the start of the day.

The green boy froze and turned. He was taller then Gaara and it looked like he had placed a bowl on his head and cut around the rim, he wore green jeans and a green skive.

"Hi, I'm Rock Lee, but you can call me Lee." The boy held out his hand, Gaara looked at the boy.

"Your name is Rock?"

"Well, people call me that because I'm hard as stone." Lee grinned.

"I thought it was because we all use to..." Sasuke was cut off as Naruto elbowed him in the face. Gaara watched Sasuke stagger backwards and glare at the blond. In two moves I could have broken his arm. He thought, the green presence was still strong and he turned back to the tall boy.

Gaara noticed that Lee hadn't pulled his hand away. Oh shit, he wants contact. I don't do contact, not unless it's fighting in exams for school…The red head carefully and slowly lifted his hand to Lee's. A panic ran through his body as the bowl cut's hand began to close around his, just as it was about to clasp shut, Gaara pulled his away almost shaking. He took a step backwards away from the taller boy. Well that went better then expected. He mused sardonically as Lee looked down at his hand in confusion.

"Umm…." Lee raised an eyebrow. Wow, holy crap dude, how many people's eyebrows did you steel? Gaara asked himself.

"Sorry, I don't… I'm not… I have to go." Gaara turned on his heal and began to walk swiftly away from the group leaving Naruto feeling very upset that he didn't enjoy his tour. Sasuke watched as the boy and his backpack turned the corner and raised an eyebrow.

"Hey wait its athletics day! You need to change!" Lee called as he fallowed the retreating figure. And now I'm being stalked, perfect. Gaara rolled his eyes. He didn't want to be fallowed or spoken to or noticed in anyway by anyone. He just wanted to ghost through school like he always did and he couldn't stress that enough. Still Lee fallowed him.

"I don't care, leave me alone." Gaara said coolly. Lee didn't take heed of his warning.

"I bet you're just nervous."

"You bet on the wrong horse." Gaara responded as he turned into the change rooms.

He hoped that if he made it look like he was doing as the boy wished he would be left alone, however no such luck as Lee fallowed him; Gaara rolled his eyes in annoyance. It's like people are trying to piss me off he noted. Lee watched as he placed his bag down and removed his top, Lee's eyes fallowed Gaara's four-pack torso, and it was obvious that he did something to keep in shape. His eyes traced the form of the well-defined features all over Gaara's body, somehow his form was almost calling out to him. Lee studied the topless Gaara for some time before looking up into the jade eyes of the entity; his eyes were so sad, hurt and full of pain, but for some reason Lee couldn't look away it made Lee feel cold, but at the same time very turned on. Well done Lee, you are attracted to the new kid who looks like he could eat your soul, bravo you homo! Lee scorned himself.

He wasn't ashamed about being gay and everyone knew it, but his taste in boys was somewhat…creepy in many ways. His eyes suddenly met Gaara's aqua ones. He had felt the boys eyes traveling along his body the second he turned around. I strange feeling overcame him as he looked at Lee, when their eyes met Gaara felt his heart skip.

"Oh… sorry, I was… I…" Lee fumbled the words.

"Perving?" he finished with an upward inflection as if it was a question. Lee went red with panic and embarrassment at being caught staring at the new kid. Gaara really didn't care; he placed his long sleeved shirt on the seat and dug in his bag for his extra shirt he had brought for sports. Gaara placed his shirt beside his bag and pulled his new one on, it was short sleeved and lose fitting. After he slung his bag on his shoulder and moved towards the door. Lee watched as Gaara walked away, as he sat on the bench he noticed Gaara had left his shirt on the seat. Lee frowned as he picked it up. He is hot, but something's odd about him…

"Can I have my shirt?" Gaara asked from the doorway, Lee nodded and held it out to him, Gaara absent mindedly reached for it exposing his wrists. Shit! Lee saw the cuts on Gaara's wrist, they were healing, but they were noticeable.

Lee looked up at Gaara, Gaara avoided his gaze.

"Gaara?" Lee questioned. Gaara remained silent. Lee watched as Gaara pulled his hand back with out his shirt. His face was an expressionless mask as it had been all day. Lee felt his muscles tense, this could have gone a lot better then it was, his heart was racing and blood was screaming in his ears as they beat in time with his pulse. Gaara turned and left again, his face didn't show any signs of distress or concern but his mind was spinning and screaming.

Lee stood with Gaara's shirt in his grasp, he remained like that for some time, unaware of how long had passed. Naruto found him.

"Lee! There you are! Come on your gonna miss your… ah Lee? Hello?" Naruto waved a hand in front of Lee's face but gained no response, Naruto raised an eyebrow and put his hand behind his head. Sasuke soon joined them.

"Naruto come on! I only have a ten minute break and I am not giving you a … why is Lee standing like that?" he asked noticing not only Lee's presence but also his blank expression. Lee began to breath heavily and slid down against the wall. Still holding the shirt he curled up into a ball and sat there for a while.

"Lee? Maybe you should go home." Naruto suggested as he pulled Lee to his feet, Lee nodded showing the first sign of recognizing they were there. He allowed himself to be led out of the change rooms and to the sick bay.

Gai was shocked to hear that Lee had gone home, he fostered the boy and knew something was wrong, Lee would never let a sickness stop him from competing. Naruto was attempting to avoid one of Gai's famous and rather stupid 'youth' speeches.

"Naruto, why did Lee go home?" Gai asked as he dragged Naruto back to his side. Thank you merciful god it isn't a youth speech Naruto thought.

"Well he was in like shock or something, I don't know why he just looked…" Naruto watched Gai's face become worried.

"He looked like he did before he lived with you." Sasuke finished as he let a javelin fly free from his hands. Gai's eyes widened.

"Excuse me." The three of them turned to see Gaara behind them. "Do you know where Rock Lee is?"

"He just went home sick, why are you looking for him?" Naruto asked sounding like an over protective parent.

"He has my shirt, I want it back." Gaara answered, a confused expression passed over everyone's face.

"Why does he have your shirt?" Sasuke asked.

"I left it in the change rooms."

"That doesn't explain why he has it." Naruto raised an eyebrow.

"He was going to return it." Gaara crossed his arms over his chest, careful not to allow his wrists to show. The last thing he needed right now was a teacher who looked a lot like the shirt thief to know what he didn't need to.

"Well he lives about three blocks away, if you want I can give him a call and see if he could bring it around." Gai suggested, Gaara shock his head.

"No, I will go and get it."

"Number 43 Kane street!" Gai called as Gaara walked off.

"Gai…. You just told a total stranger where you and your homosexual foster son, who was in too much shock to notice us let alone speak, live." Sasuke pointed out.

"So?" Gai asked.

"Do you think before you speak?" Naruto yelled in his ear. Gai shrunk back a bit from the very twitchy blond.

"What Naruto means is… do you think it was a good idea to let Gaara go to your house alone? With your homosexual foster son?" Sasuke asked.

"Lee is still Lee, no matter what, I don't care if he's gay, he's fine." Gai crossed his arms missing the point completely.

"It's not Lee's orientation we're worried about." Naruto mumbled under his breath.

"Give it up Naruto." Sasuke sighed, Naruto started to giggle; Sasuke gave him a confused look.

"That's what you said to me all of last night." Sasuke felt his cheeks burn as a slight blush rose in his face. He then turned and began to walk away.

Lee had moved past the shock stage and was now looking through a box he always kept locked and out of sight. The box was small and full of painful memories for Lee. As he dug through it his eyes filled with tears, one question screamed in his head. Why? Why would Gaara do that? Why would he tarnish his pure and smooth alabaster skin? What would cause him to do that? Lee's hand brushed over something cold, he stopped and pulled it out.

It was a switchblade with rust colored stains on it. Blood, his blood from a past he never wanted to return to, his life was better now, he didn't need that comfort, but why did Gaara? Lee recalled the pain and hatred imprinted in the blade. He found himself pushing up the sleeves of his skive and inspecting his arms. His wounds were gone; they had cleared up long ago. The only scares left were the ones no one could see. Lee closed his eye, he could see it, feel it, and he could even smell it. The rain he ran through the day he left his home, the pain in his heart, the ache he felt, and the sickening knowledge of the only he could feel relief.

He saw the knife and pulled it open, the blade shimmering in the moonlight. He had pressed the blade to his skin and watched the red liquid seep out and run down over the other clits in his wrist. The doorbell brought the boy out of his horrid memories and back into the present. The placed the knife back in the box and returned the box it its place in his closet. He looked down at his wrists, nothing had changed since he went into the past, he was fine, as were his wrists. Lee walked to the door and pulled it open. His jaw dropped as he saw the fiery red hair off Gaara standing at the door. Gaara stood arms crossed a few feet away.

"G…Gaara?" Lee asked trying to keep his eyes from drifting down to his wrists.

"Shirt." Gaara's voice remained emotionless.

"Oh…right" Lee led Gaara through the house to where his bedroom was. Green everything…what a surprise' Gaara thought amused. Lee picked up the shirt from the bed. Gaara grabbed hold of it and drew it in close. Lee watched Gaara's eyes. Jade no wait…. More like aqua green, beautiful and his soft skin, red hair. Lee shook himself. Gaara turned and began to walk away.

"Wait!" Lee called. Gaara stopped. "Do you want a drink or something before you go?"

Gaara thought about this, deciding to stay he turned and sat on Lee's bed. Lee went to go get some lemonade from the kitchen. Gaara stayed in Lee's room, he lay down on Lee's bed in thought.

"Are you tired?" Lee asked form the door.

"I don't sleep." Gaara responded, Lee sat on the edge of his bed.

"Why?" Lee asked after some time. Gaara inhaled deeply, the lungs being filled with air gave him some time to think before answering the question.

"I don't like what sleep brings." He sighed.

"That's not what I meant." Lee looked at the box, which stood barely visible in his closet. Gaara fallowed his gaze as he sat up.

He didn't care what secret had Lee so concerned about him, nor did he care about Lee wanting to him, Gaara was more curious as too why he wanted Lee to talk to him, to like him. A thought crossed Gaara's mind, why was he still there? He never decided if he could tolerate Lee, he was the type of person Gaara would never surround himself with, but something about the boy amused Gaara. Lee lay down beside him and out his arms behind his head. Lee met Gaara's eyes and Gaara and himself swapped position. It was easy to tell that Lee had lost himself in thought.

Gaara gazed down at the boy; Lee was in great shape that was obvious. As Gaara's eyes fallowed Lee's sculpted body he felt his heart quicken pace. To Gaara's surprise he wanted to touch the older boy's chest. He frowned at the thought. What is he thinking about? Wait… why do I care? Why am I still here? I'm going home. Gaara looked to where Lee had closed his eyes, he took this as his chance to leave, only his body didn't obey the commands given to it and he found himself lying down beside Lee again.

They both sighed in unison. They lay there in silence for some time. Lee moved his arms to his side grazing Gaara's hand. The shutter was felt through the bed. Gaara pulled his hand up to his chest, clutching it as if it had been burnt. Lee turned to his side and faced Gaara. His skin was only a few shades off the snow-white wall he lay beside.

"Why don't you like contact Gaara?" Lee asked.

"You ask to many questions" Gaara responded. Lee kept his eyes on Gaara.

Gaara turned on his side; it annoyed him that Lee was taller then him. Lee furrowed his brow as he replayed Gaara's response to being touched. Nothing about him makes sense, he seems to hate everyone but if that's the case why doesn't he just leave? He wants to be alone but at the same time he wants to be near people Lee looked into Gaara's eyes, something in his eyes made Lee's heart sink, they were so sad. He wanted to help Gaara; he wanted…honestly he wanted to touch him, so he slowly brought his hand up to Gaara's cheek.

A flash of panic went through Gaara's eyes, it was obvious that he wasn't use to contact and he was scared about it. Lee hesitated, giving Gaara a chance to move away, when he didn't Lee placed his hand lightly on Gaara's face, Gaara flinched a tiny bit as the weight of Lee's hand pressed his skin down slightly. His skin was smooth and soft Lee shifted closer, careful not to move to quick or to slow, he didn't want to blow this and he didn't stop until their faces grazed each other. Gaara's heart was pounding in his ears at Lee's touch; he was confused at his body's reaction, he didn't know why he had let any one this close to him but for the first time he didn't want the person who was trying to get close to him to burn in a rotting hole as he stood over it and watched their face melt into the earth, no this time Gaara wanted to get closer. Was that even possible? He slowly and carefully placed a hand on Lee's shoulder. Lee moved closer to Gaara. Gaara found himself allowing the gesture. Their lips were only centimeters away when Naruto walked into the room.

"Lee I came to…. wow!" he stood frozen. The two boys sat up and jumped away from each other.