Ok, Gaara's a big softie in this one ;)
Gaara sat in the chair and closed his eyes. A few hours of dozing would be nice, but before he could fall even into a light sleep he was awaken by a soft voice coming from only a few feet away, "Hey, umm….what's your name?" Lee asked in a slurred voice.
"Gaara….I'm Gaara, Do you remember?" Gaara asked hopefully.
"Gaara…I think I've heard it before…a long time ago but…I don't remember…exactly when…" Lee trailed off, falling into a deep sleep. Gaara chuckled and let himself slide into a light sleep, still sitting at the chair.
Gaara didn't remember what time it was, he just remembered being shaken back to consciousness and hearing a voice call out to him,
"Gaara? Gaara? Gaara?! Gaara!!... GAAARRRAAA!" Gaara blinked his eyes lazily. He saw two dark, wide open eyes about 3 inches from his face. Gaara's eyes widened, but he stayed calm.
"Mmm…what is it?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Come look!" Lee grabbed Gaara by the wrist and pulled him towards the window. "Hmm…this is strange, Lee is acting almost like…a child,' Gaara thought, 'Maybe it's just the amnesia taking it's toll. As he starts to regain his memory, maybe he'll also start to regain his maturity...well, I HOPE.' Lee had pulled Gaara towards the window. "Look Gaara! Look!" Lee said, pointing out the window at the beautiful display, "What is it?" Gaara looked at Lee shocked, but remembered that Lee would probably be asking him a lot of questions until he got him memory back.
"That, Lee," Gaara explained, "Is a sunrise."
"Wow!" Lee exclaimed, "It's so beautiful!" They stood staring at the sunrise until all the gorgeous reds, oranges, pinks, and yellows had vanished and were replaced by a light blue, that was sprinkled with clouds. Gaara finally turned towards the clock, 6:21. An unnaturally cool breeze swept through the village. Lee shivered as the wind made it's way up through the open window. Lee shivered again when a larger gust of this peculiar wind blew past the both of them. Gaara looked at him quizzically, but then he realized that Lee had nothing but his boxers on. His clothes had been damaged in the 'accident.' Gaara turned his slightly pink face away from the beautifully built Lee.
"If you're cold, you can borrow some of my clothes."
"W-What happened-d-d t-to my old-d clothes-s-s?" Lee asked shivering like mad due to the eerily cold wind.
"They were ruined in your little accident." Gaara said motioning to all the bandages on Lee's chest and head. Lee looked down and sighed sadly, "Isn't t-there ANYTHING left?" Gaara thought, "Hold on." He rushed back to the bedside. He picked up the small article of clothing and brought it back to Lee.
"Your headband survived, although it may not help keep you…" Gaara stopped and looked at Lee's face. It was one of Confusion, sadness, and what Gaara hoped to be recognition.
"It's a leaf…" Lee said, almost inaudibly, "…is it…why does it seem…so familiar?"
"Because it is," Gaara explained, "Do you remember what that headband means?" Lee stared at it and furrowed his brows in concentration, "When I see this leaf…I get this feeling of home…and some other feeling, but…I don't know what my home is or where….and I'm curious about what this other feeling could be…"
"Konoha." Gaara whispered, "Do you remember now? Your home…Konoha."
"Konoha?" Lee asked, but before Gaara could answer, the cold wind wrapped around him and Lee and chilled them to the bone. Lee squatted on the floor with is knees to his chest and his arms around his legs. Gaara helped him up and led him back to the bed. As soon as Lee was on the bed, he grabbed the blankets and tried to bury himself in it. Gaara chuckled to himself. He looked like a child this way, so small, trusting, and almost…Gaara shook his head and helped the leaf wrap himself up properly so he could warm up faster. Gaara walked back across the room to close the window. If he had not been so distracted, he would have noticed the strange presence, and he also would have given more thought to the fact that a wintry wind had just blown in the middle of July, but he was too focused on getting his friend warm.
He pulled a spare set of clothes out of his closet and brought them over to Lee. He held out the outfit to Lee, expecting him to take it,
"No." Lee refused. Gaara frowned and shoved the clothes closer to him, "No!" Lee scooted backwards on the bed so his back was against the headboard. 'God he's just like a child.' Gaara thought,
"Well, if you're going to act like a child, I'm going to TREAT you like one." Gaara scolded. He climbed onto the bed and pulled the blankets off of Lee. Or tried to rather, Lee had a firm grip on them. Gaara pulled harder, Lee fell over, but didn't let go, or change positions. Gaara and Lee wrested for the sheets, and soon wound up tied in a knot. Well, the sheets were tied in a knot, and the two of them were unfortunate enough to be inside the mass with only their heads and a limb actually visible.
"NOW look at what you've done!" Lee's face looked a little hurt but Gaara continued scolding him, "If you hadn't been so stubborn and just given me the blankets, you could've been dressed by now. NOW we have to practically roll ourselves to find help, since we can't possibly do it ourselves! Other than our heads, you only have a leg protruding, and I only have my right arm!" Lee's lip quivered as he pouted, his head bowed, he whimpered a bit. Gaara expression softened. Lee may be almost fully grown on the outside, but in his current mental state, he was still more of a child on the inside.
"I'm sorry, Lee." Lee looked up, still pouting, "I shouldn't have scolded you. You didn't do this on purpose." 'If only I could move my arm a little more, I could put an arm around his shoulder…oh well this will have to suffice…' Gaara leaned forward a bit to rub his check against Lee's, and Lee rubbed back. Gaara did this as a sign of apology and comfort; he had not intended it to be anymore than that.
Unfortunately, when you're an innocent bystander in the doorway watching your little brother nuzzle another guy, you tend to draw conclusions, "GAARA!?" Kankuro came fully into the room. Gaara withdrew his face, it had not yet dawned on him that it might look like he was flirting with the leaf rather than trying to comfort him.
"What?" Gaara asked, absolutely clueless. "Don't 'what' me you hornball, I'm getting you out of this tangled mass of sheets before you molest the poor boy to death." Kankuro was about to rip the blankets to shreds so he could help the 'poor boy' escape his supposedly perverted brother.
"Don't you DARE destroy this blanket!" Gaara growled out, his face was covered with a murderous intent. Kankuro took a closer look at the blanket, "Oh—" was all he could manage. "Don't worry uhh…"
"Kankuro" Gaara corrected. "Thanks. Don't worry Kankuro, Gaara Ni-san and I will get untangled!" Lee gave a promising smile. 'Ni-san…that's odd…oh well.' Kankuro sighed, that smile was so cute, not even he could resist it, "Sigh—fine, do whatever, just don't have sex once I leave the room."
"Kankuro!!" Gaara said in more than just a warning tone. "Sex..?" Lee asked, but Kankuro had already closed the door, "Sex? Gaara?" Gaara blushed and shook his head, "It's not something you need to know about right away." Lee nodded and turned away. "Umm.." Gaara didn't quite know how to ask his question, "I'm not your brother, so why'd you call me Ni-san?" Lee looked back up at Gaara with a small smile on his face, "Older brothers are people you look up to, people who you go to for help, and people who protect you and you want to protect no matter what!" That wasn't exactly the answer Gaara was looking for, but it worked, and it made him feel…good too. Lee smiled big for a second until he looked back at the ball of bedding, "Soo….how DO we get out?"
