Lee and Gaara had been training for quite some time before the stranger of the two young man started to really notice certain details about the other that had never stood out to him before. When they first met, he considered the green-clad clone of his sensei to be a nothing, not even something worth taking the time to kill. It would have been like going out of his way to step on an ant and that really wasn't his style. Of course, that was how he felt about the vast majority of the other ninja in the leaf that he met during the tournament exam.
Then, they actually got to fight. Naturally, Gaara thought the match would be all too easy, which was why he decided to let Lee mess around for as long as he did at the beginning of their match. Although he was surprised that Lee had actually broken through his defenses, what got to him even more was how the stupid, talentless young man could continue to stand before him. There a sickeningly giddy moment toward the end of the match when Gaara realized that he would have to kill Lee in order to defeat him. He would have done it too if that man hadn't stepped between them.
Even so, it was Lee's never say die attitude that first hooked Gaara. The rest was just a matter of spending time together, not that anyone had the faintest notion that something more intimate than friendship could develop between them. Because they had spent so much time together already, Gaara had gotten pretty good at antagonizing his sparing partner. He liked seeing the fire of anger flair up behind those dark, round eyes, and the way his incredible eyebrows would furrow. Of course, on the other side of that was his gleaming smile when his attacks would succeed or he managed to take the sand ninja off guard. These things excited Gaara for reasons he could not explain. He wasn't sure he wanted it explained. It seemed more exciting when left ambiguous. Regardless, the feelings were there and they were growing with each passing day. Some days, just the thought of their afternoon sparring session made his heart race. He wanted to see the other young man, sweating, and breathless, and have it be because of him.
From his first day in the leaf, Gaara told himself that he wanted nothing more out of the experience than to make Lee scream for mercy. He knew he wouldn't get away with killing him, or maiming him too terribly, which as far as he was concerned, severely limited his options. Then, one morning, he decided that today would be the day, the day he made Lee scream uncle and admit that he was the weaker between them once and for all. He didn't care what it would take, only that it would be as exquisite an experience as it would be rewarding. He would not be deterred. Today was the day.
okay, so I'm not sure if I should just leave this as it is or if I should continue. please help!
