Title: See The Light
Pairings: Gaara and Lee
Setting: Quite AU, set in 1945 during the Holocaust.
Description: Gaara and Lee had hidden their romance for years; until something happened.
Rating: M, to be safe.
Random note: Hey! It's me, Katagara! Ano…This should be my first posted story on I wrote this story during a presentation we had in school. A Holocaust survivor came and preached to us about it. I paid full attention…Although I was writing this story ;;. This story may also have some parts from The Devils Arithmetic. I only used ideas, and if they are similar, I'm sorry Jane Yolan ;; Ano…Enjoy!! ((Also, P.O.V will switch))
The year is 1941. Lee and I have kept our relationship well under cover. The only ones who know are he and I. We barely acknowledge each other, in school and out. The only time we talk together was in my house. Upstairs, in my room. Temari and Kankurou clueless, thinking we were nothing but friends. We longed for the day when we could undo each other's britches. We were 14, and at the height of our…As Lee would say it with enthusiasm, 'Springtime Of Youth'. But, now that Hitler was in rule over Germany, we couldn't show any affection. I couldn't look at him, for every time I did, I could feel a slight blush creeping up my neck and making it's way onto my cheeks. The hard part was, we had classes together.
We worked hard to keep our relationship under careful guard. One day, we messed up. It was nice outside, unusual for Germany. Lee was over, and I suggested to him that we go outside. He agreed, of course. Once outside, we looked for prying eyes, trying to keep the moment looking like two friends enjoying the nice Spring day.
"Gaara…" He said, turning his head slowly.
"Yes Lee?" I turned my head to the side too, our nose only being an inch apart.
He pulled away quickly "Ga-gaara!" a blush spreading quickly across his face. "N-not outside!" He quieted to a whisper. "A neighbor might see…" Grabbing his wrist, I pulled him inside and up to my room.
"How about now?" I whispered, my face getting closer to his.
"N…now is good." The blush getting darker. Our lips met, but only for a second.
"You sick Homo's!" A voice yells from outside.
"No!" Lee whispers quickly. The window was opened.
"Dammit…I thought I told Temari to close it!"
Lee's eyes grew wide and he looked at me. The neighbors would be calling the Nazi solders anytime now. We had only minutes to escape.
"Temari! Kankurou!" I yelled, pulling Lee behind me, my hand still linked onto his.
"Hmm?" Temari looked up from her stitching to see Lee and I holding hands, tears in Lee's eyes, and a look of worry upon my face. She knew almost instantly what had happened.
"Kankurou! Get the things we're going to need for a while and let's get going!" She shouted at my brother, who tore himself away from the radio. It took both my brother and I to hoist my 7-month pregnant sister from her chair. She shouted at us as she packed her bags in her room. Things like 'How could you?!" and "We are already Jewish! Is that not enough?" and "Damn the Nara," though she loved him so. Temari was right. We were already forced to wear the Star of David on our lapel. Why did Lee and I have to expose it? I look into his bug eyes and grin. Of course, because we love each other.
"Do you not have things to gather from your house?" I inquire.
He shakes his hand and gives me a small smile. "I have you, that is all I need."
A small blush makes its way onto my cheeks, and I shake my head. "Whatever." I throw a few shirts at him, and a pair of britches that were too big for me, and would fit his frame. "There. Take those, throw them in my suitcase, and let's get the fuck outta here."
He nodded his head and put them in the suitcase, zipping it up. "Let's go." He say, grabbing my hand and lifting the suitcase onto his shoulder.
"Temari, Kankurou, let's go. The Nazi's will be here soon." Kankurou grunts in acknowledgement. Temari sighs and opens the door…right into the face of two Nazi solders. I looked up into their eyes, gripping Lee's hand tighter. I knew those two. They were Sasuke Uchiha and Kabuto Yakushi. They spoke in hurried voices, shoving us out the door and pulling suitcases from our hands. They grabbed my wrist, trying to pull my hand from Lee's. I pulled away from them and gripped onto his waist, pulling him closer to me. The guards scowled and stuck a gun to my head.
"Let go of him now, or I shoot."
Lee leaned over to whisper in my ear. "Gaara…Just let go. I won't go anywhere. I promise." I scowled and dropped my arms. The guard named Sasuke smirks and shoves us out the door.
"You, with the face makeup," he said, pointing towards my brother. "Put the suitcase down. Now." Kankurou stared into his eyes, his face white like he was staring into the face of death. Little did we know, he was. He dropped the suitcase, things inside shattering. They walked close behind us; their guns ready to shot at the first sign of rebellion. The neighbor next door, who had called them, smirked as he watched us shuffled into the back of their cars. Temari sat in a corner, the tears flowing steadily and silently down her face, Kankurou, next to her, comforting her as the others in the back of the truck watched them. I cuddled up next to Lee as he buried his head in my chest and cried as hard as he could. I comforted him, kissing the top of his head and telling him it'll be okay. I glared at the others in the van as they watched with question, and I half expected them to look on with disgust. But they didn't. The transport took days, and the only sound that whole time, was the sound of the loud diesel engine, Lee's sobbing, and the occasional "Naruto! Stop!" From the pink haired girl next to the blonde. I patted his head and whispered into Lee's ear again. "I love you Lee."