(A/N: Ack! This has been rotting and gaining cob-webs on my computer for too long! It shall be posted!
Let all bow to the awesomeness that is LeeTema!)
Crush
Rock Lee sighed, he was on a simple diplomatic mission to Suna and honestly it was boring. He stared up at the ceiling of the room he was staying in, it was kinda funny, who would have thought anything that even remotely involved Gaara would ever be put in the category of 'boring'.
He wished he could at least train but Gaara had scolded him that his 'excessive' ways would 'disturb' the villagers and thereby he was confined to his room. Lee had a feeling that Gaara was just worried about him over working himself though.
He looked up slightly at the sound of movement on the other side of the door. They were changing guard again.
As the Kazekage had ordered, Lee's room was guarded to make sure he didn't try to sneak out or something.
Lee sighed once more and decided if he could not do more advanced training he could at least to a thousand or two pushups; getting onto the floor he was about to start when a voice on the other side of the door stopped him.
"I can hear you ya know. Gaara said you weren't supposed to be training." He blinked, that was Gaara's older sister if he wasn't mistaken. What was her name again? It started with a 'T' he was positive.
"You still haven't gotten back into bed." The voice sighed, "Hurry up will ya?"
Temari! That was it! He was about to give a sheepish response when the door opened.
"Are you even listenin-" Temari stopped as her breath caught up in her throat, there was Rock Lee in all his shirtless glory. She'd never really thought much of the guy other than the fact that she knew he was very strong but her girlish side couldn't help but take a double take at the toned chest of the slightly taller male. She caught herself before she gawked for too long though and continued, "Get back into bed and go to sleep already, baka."
Lee smiled sheepishly, "Gomen Temari-san. I'll go back to bed." He knew better from what he had heard from Shikamaru to argue with the 'troublesome' women. As a matter of fact Shikamaru had particularly warned him to try and stay on the kunoichi's good side if he should cross her path.
Temari raised an eyebrow; she'd heard he was a little more stubborn than that… was he up to something?
"Right… make sure I don't get any trouble from you again." She said slowly, eyeing him wearily before she exited the room. Temari sighed on the other side of the door, her heart rate still increased a tad, Rock Lee was hot.
She shook her head, what was she thinking?! It was true though, Lee had matured and despite his love for his sensai he had not turned into another Gai. For his eighteenth birthday Sakura had cornered him one day with tweezers and after the scarring experience Naruto could no longer call him 'fuzzy-brows', Ino had insisted that if he must wear that horrific green suit at least lose the sleeves, which left his muscular arms bare and awe striking to behold. He looked rather impressive on his own, but the shirtless Lee she had just witnessed? She was surprised he didn't have a fan-club…
Crap, what the hell was she thinking?!
'Maybe I should ask someone to take my shift…'
(Ending Notes: This could easily be a one-shot… so I might just leave it at this, depends on the reaction I get for this fic X3)