(A/N: BADMERYBADMERY productions staff)

Nessy: Listen very carefully; I shall say this only once:

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Woohoo! 8D

Mikey: -Blank stare-

Mery: This time I've gotta agree. WTF?

Nessy: Wharever.

Mery: Well, this chapter is a Valentine's present to all lovely reviewers, so the title is gonna be "Break the Ice"!

Mikey: I didn't get it, how the hell is one thing related to the other?

Mery: Simple! They aren't!

Mikey: -Another blank stare-

Nessy: Why Britney?

Mery: Cause I felt like it. – Sticks tongue out – Plus; it's sexy, goes with the chapter.

Nessy: Good enough. Hit the disclaimer Mikes!

Mikey: - Yawn - The plot for this chapter belongs to me. The rest… not really.

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Grand saloon was just a fancy way to say spacious and big, very big, dinning room. The long table was set only to one fraction of its length, sitting for just four.

Coming in the room, Kankuro grabbed his stomach lazily.

"Men, I'm hungry." Temari gave him a murderous quick glare, like telling him to behave. He sat down on the header of the table, between her and his brother.

"What's with her?" He whispered to his baby brother.

Gaara didn't trouble himself to look at his brother; he was more focused on trying to guess whatever was on the menu for today's dinner. "Apparently Lee makes her more nervous than she wants to let on." He stated calmly and audibly, like his sister wasn't on the room.

Kankuro sweatdropped, Temari acted as she didn't hear a thing at first, then, when she was about to speak, Lee came in the room. She went silent once more, apparently supper oblivious as to if she was, or was not, proving Gaara's point.

Lee, under the gaze of three curious and a little bewailed pairs of eyes, just stopped dead on his tracks. "What's with those looks?" He asked defiantly, had he already captured the essence of these strange creatures, they were surely up to something!

Gaara reacted with ease, adverting his eyes to stare studiously at the fine ceramic laid down before them. "Nothing, we were waiting for you to start eating. Sit down, will you."

Temari was about to scold her brother for being impolite to their guest but just gaped and followed Lee with her eyes, since this one obediently shrugged and sat down across her, next to said read head. How could her outouto have so much control over him? Maybe she was wrong, maybe he was just a body guard… Not. Body guards don't stare at their protecties with such loving eyes. How had she failed to notice it before?

The food came to the table. And when the time came, the routine repeated itself… except this time dad wasn't there to say the last "no" required. And so Gaara ended up being served the glass of wine that he always asked for.

Lee was snickering when Gaara brought the glass to his lips.

The heir halted his action to stare at him. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing. Go ahead." This one replied, smiling.

Gaara glared at the wine like it was suddenly spoiled.

Temari chuckled. "What's wrong baby brother? Does it smell weird?"

"No."

Kankuro grinned. "Then go ahead kid."

Gaara glared at it once more, then glanced back and forth between blood red and the man beside him. "Question."

"Yes?" Lee asked with a cocky smile.

Gaara rivaled him with a smirk. "Aren't you supposed to try my food before me?"

"I don't think that is a good idea."

"Then you are not so good at protecting me are you?"

Lee decided to go along with it. 'Whatever floats your boat'. He was about to meet Gaara's hand halfway when suddenly loud music was heard throughout the saloon.

One second there was wine in the glass, the other, all over the floor and Gaara's clothes. The teen squealed as the stain spread.

"Yahhh! Damn, they're my favorite!" He fished his phone from his back pocket to shut it up as he stood.

Temari propped her elbow on the table, landing her chin on her fist. "And this is the reason why I always ask you not to brig that infernal thing to the table." She said in pure amusement.

"I'm gonna change." Gaara announced, exchanging glares with the blond, barely spearing a glance at the petrified brunette that literally pushed the glass on top of him, before leaving.

Servants rushed inside the room to clean the mess.

"Are you gonna run after him? Or are you wasting the cliché just like that?"

Lee faced the blonde's question with a blank stare. "What?"

"I'll re-phrase. Do you intend to go after him and apologize?"

Lee raised one of his quite healthy brows. 'Is she for real? ... I hope he's not mad at me… Oh god, can it be that he will be mad at me? Why am I thinking like a school girl?'

"Go."

Lee got up and ran out the door.

Kankuro eyed the girl. "Are you sure about this?"

Temari's voice seamed blank. "He means no harm, he is true to all feelings. That's rare these days. Give the guy a chance." Her brother just nodded, and continued eating.

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Two knocks.

"Gaara?"

Another couple of knocks.

"Gaara, it took me a lot to find your room, could you please just answer the door?"

The door creaked open, one aqua eye peaking curiously through the narrow, his expression looked odd.

"Gaara? What's wrong?" Lee asked worried.

The teen looked at the floor. "It's just…"

"Just what?" Gaara opened the door all the way.

"I think I got a little carried away. I missed these." He caressed the silky surface…

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"Hurry the fuck up!" A man yelled from the back. Sasuke snapped. He was hungry, sweaty, and his feet stung when he moved from being in museum lines all day. He spun around and the man was met with blood red eyes.

"I'm sorry, did you say something?" Karin, her fiancé and the platinated blond stared, waiting for a reaction from the man. This one meeped and got suddenly very strait.

"No, nothing sir."

"Though so." The raven said, turning back around. The other three just stared at him. "What?" They too straightened up, turning away.

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Lee stood very still as the read head came into the corridor. The silken robes where a palpable symbol of the wealth of his family, the warm colors twisting beautifully over the milky complexion of the teen.

"I over did it right?" He still didn't meet the adult's eyes, blushing softly.

Lee's breath found itself trapped in his throat. He couldn't really speak, it was like a thick dark spell. Somehow, though, he forced himself to say something. "It's beautiful." Yet, he failed to control exactly what he said, his mind was far too deep in the gutter.

Gaara blushed deeply, unable to bite back a small happy smile. "I completely lost my appetite." When Lee didn't reply he looked him in the eye. Gaara froze.

Lee had a completely predatory feel to him, eyes glazed. Gaara blushed deeper, his face completely scarlet.

"I'm not hungry either." Lee's voice was completely hoarse, but this time he did notice the tone he used. He tried to shake it off. What the hell was he thinking? Gaara was sixteen! He could not think such things… even when the hem of the robes danced dangerously on the edge of his shoulders, almost falling off, tempting, provoking.

Gaara shifted under the gaze that was still unaltered through the inner battle of the adult. "Lee." He gasped voice uneasy.

Lee closed his eyes and shock his head slightly, opening them to be relatively normal. "Yes."

Gaara looked away, he himself couldn't decide if he was relieved that Lee was no longer harassing him with looks or annoyed by it. He hadn't planned on showing off to Lee, but it had felt better than he imagined it. "Nothing, you were a little weird back there."

"Hn, sorry about that." He remembered what he was there for. "And sorry about earlier."

Gaara looked at him again, smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "Forgiven, stop apologizing, it feels even more weird. Wanna come in?" He asked, ruined clothes completely forgotten about.

Lee was a little taken aback by the invitation. "Heh?"

Gaara grabbed Lee's arm and pulled him inside, smile taking his whole mouth. "C'mon, keep me company for a while."

Lee blushed somewhat, giggling into the motion, until he was thrown onto a couch.

"I'll let you pick the movie this time." The red head said climbing up bookcase filled with DVD's. "Do you like cartoons?"

Lee watched the teen like he was hypnotized. "Yeah, what have you got in there?"

"Oh my god! I love this one!" the red flare turned around, holding Madagascar up.

Lee smiled. "Me too! Bring it down."

Gaara pulled the robes up as to not trample on them while coming down, unknowingly showing Lee a good quantity of a long pale leg. The brunette blushed and looked away. This was all Temari's fault. She had gotten all of these ideas into his head. 'Damn her.'

Gaara got real close, examining Lee's expression. "What's with that face?"

The other sweatdroped, feeling weird from the closeness. "Nothing."

Gaara sneered. "Yeah right, like I'll believe that." He turned away to start the DVD player. "I've meant to ask you. What was it that my sister said to you earlier?"

Lee pouted somewhat. "Nothing really."

Gaara looked over his shoulder. "I though it was clear that I'm not such an idiot."

'Damn he looks edible.' He mentally slapped himself. 'No. Thinking. That. Stuff.' "I don't think you would be too happy to know what she told me."

Gaara let his head fall. "It's okay, she always talks trash about me. Guess she has her reasons to it." He grabbed the remote and came to sit next to Lee, this one watching every move attentively. "I think I deserve it sometimes." The adult's mind was rushing. 'What's with him telling me that?'

"Gaara, you don't really have to—"

"It's fine." He hit play on the remote. "I trust you." He Looked at Lee, this one swallowed dry. Now, that he did not see coming.

The next twenty minutes were spent in relative silence, safe from the occasional giggling because of the movie. Then Gaara started to get more and more gloomy. And there was only so much Lee could stand of that.

"Is something wrong?" Gaara turned to face him, and then looked back down, shaking his head "no". "I'm not that thick, you can tell me."

The red head suddenly grabbed Lee's hand, he was trembling slightly. "Can you please stay here tonight?"

A million excuses ran through his mind, that was, until he figured he really wanted to. "O-okay. But, please tell me what's wrong." He just couldn't bring himself to think anything of it when he was worried about Gaara. And the red head wouldn't stop shaking, in fact he started to sob. "Gaara… shhh please, what is it?" Awkwardness forgotten, he held the read haired teen to him, which held him back fiercely.

"At night it… it gets so… ever since I've got the stupid stone I…" Gaara forced himself to look at Lee, his eyes were teary. "You were going to leave when the movie ended and…"

Lee sighed, he understood now. "It's okay, I'll stay with you. Just let me see you smile then okay?"

Gaara rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and nuzzled against Lee chest, turning his head to resume seeing the movie.

Lee sweatdroped, now that the tension was gone, did he have to stay that close?

His mind slowly started to slide down the gutter. Gaara's robes where ridding low on his shoulders and, god, did those look good. The red head seamed not to notice this extra attention on him so Lee decided on trying to ignore the warmth sipping slowly into him. It felt so good.

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The movie ended, and, much to Lee's surprise, the teen did not move. "Hm, Gaara?" Bare and burning arms warped themselves around his waist, he blushed, and if the teen kept getting closer he wouldn't take responsibility for his acts. Yet, said arms held him even closer, then he looked up.

Those eyes made Lee freeze. "Yes, Lee?" Glazed, blurred.

"Are you alright?"

Gaara leveled their faces. "I'm not sure." He was really close, cheeks ever so flushed, eyes lidded.

"Are you ill or something?" Lee was fully aware he wasn't, and the deep tone on his voice was the proof. Still he raised his hand to Gaara's forehead. "You're hot."

"Burning." Was the reply, the red head's breath was ragged and shallow.

Lee though about excusing himself for the day, but immediately ruled out that option. There was no way he was going to leave the teen's side after his earlier display of loneliness, yet, he wasn't about to let this happen. Had Gaara been a few years older it would have still felt wrong, they knew each other for only a couple of days. He moved his hand to the side of Gaara's head, brushing blood red locks out of the way. He stared at the tattoo. 'Everything is wrong about this kid, he is changing me.' Then, tenderly, he kissed the soft skin tinted with red. "Should we call someone?"

Gaara climbed into Lee's lap. "I think you are enough." The teen replied, voice dripping with hunger for sex. Unfortunately for him, Lee was already in control of himself.

"Gaara, this is wrong."

His hands tugged at the hem of Lee's shirt. "I know."

Lee's hands came to cover his own. "Then stop it." Gaara reluctantly removed them.

"Why…" He looked down, not really putting any distance between them.

"Because… I'm just not that kind of person… Listen Gaara I—"

"You don't like me do you?" He got up, moved around the couch. Lee though he saw him picking his eyes, maybe… Tears?

He got up as well, following Gaara around the suit into the actual bedroom. "Gaara that's not it, just listen to me I—"

"Enough. I know it okay? I'm sorry, I just made a mistake." He tried to close the door before Lee came in, but this one easily stopped the wooden mass coming at him and made his way after the teen.

"No, Gaara!" He grabbed on to the read head's arm. "You're getting it all wrong I—"

"YOU WHAT?" He screamed, facing Lee with tears running down his features.

"I like you, I really do. It's just that… I don't want to hurt you and—"

"You wouldn't be hurting me, I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!"

"STOP INTERUPTING ME! Just listen, damn it! You may think you know what you are getting yourself into but you don't! And trust me right now I really could do anything to you but I really don't want to hurt you! I know you would regret it later!"

Gaara freed himself from Lee's grip, entwining his arms around his neck, he kissed him. Lee's eyes went wide like dish plates, yet he didn't push him of. Gaara's lips were burning, just like the tears now smearing into his own face, he felt fingers combing through his hair, Gaara's hips pressing down on his. He just couldn't take it, it was just a kiss right?

Gaara took a sharp intake of breath when he felt Lee's lips part and a hot tongue pressing into his lips. He melted into the now open mouthed kiss, that was, until the need for air became ridiculous.

They stood there, just panting. "I promise, this is one thing I won't regret." He stopped for a moment, garnering his thoughts. "Not if it is with you, you're different, everything's wrong about you. You're changing something in me."

Lee stared him wide eyed for a few seconds before Gaara decided his rant wasn't over.

"Please, I've never been more certain about this." As to emphasize this the teen moved his fingers, still buried in the man's hair.

Lee purred into the touch, closing his eyes and leaning into the touch. "Gaara I... "

The teen started to slowly push them into the large bed. "Shhh… it's okay, come on."

The two bodies hit the bed softly, lips already locked tightly.

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Mery: Classic me, to just let it hang there, isn't it? Complain if you want, but it's my nature.

Nessy: SOOO UNFAIR!!! T_T

Mery: Oh, and adding up the fact that it took me ages to update this thing I guess that makes me a crappy person right.

Mikey: this time I'll have to agree with you.

Mery: (While holding her brother down with one foot) Don't mind him ok?

Nessy: So when can we expect our LEMONS? .

Mery: I plan to have them around what we Portuguese like to call carnaval.

Nessy: Whaaaat? So long??

Mery: We've got exams if you can recall? Physics and Chemistry is getting me killed.

Mikey: What's the title for the next Chapter?

Mery: I'm gonna let the audience suggest some titles. (Our imagination is REALLY running low these days.)

Mikey: Good for you.

Mery: I'm just going to pretend I did not hear it. And I'll make you wear a Rock Lee suit for carnaval.

Nessy: Yay! Let's have a mask ball! I'll be Itachi! Woohoo!

Mery: Okay, you can be Itachi, just let's these people get on with their lives first okay?

Nessy: 'Kay kay! Bye guys! (Blows kiss.)