Chapter 6: Let sleeping Shinobi be
Or
Why Lee-san isn't a morning person
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The sense of chakra that you are unfamiliar with surrounding you, is not the most pleasing way to wake up. Nor is it any more enjoyable after only two hours worth of sleep following a late night, two battles -one with a demon-, not to mention also finding yourself in the guise of a three-year-old, and injured to boot.
Needless to say Lee did not wake up happily or with out jostling the sleeping toddler in the bed with him. From snooze to up on his feet and battle ready in .003 seconds flat, might have had something to do with it. Lee glared kunai at the shinobi surrounding the bed, in so much as they could as it was pushed up against two walls.
The jounin, at least that's what Lee hazarded judging by their level of chakra, were surprised and collectively took a half step back. Though they all had weapons at the ready none seemed overly eager to try anything; for which Lee was slightly thankful as his body was protesting lack of sleep and injuries most loudly.
iWhat the hell? Fist it's,/i Lee did a quick inventory of the room and himself, inot a bad dream, and I still look like a three-year-old. Some how Gaara IS a three-year-old, I am wounded, and now there are armed shinobi surrounding the bed./iLee didn't know which he was more tempted to do at the moment scream very unyouthful things at the top of his lungs or cry. So Lee chose the third option, making sure that his three-year-old version of Gaara was alright, not that Lee did not keep a close eye on the jounin surrounding the two of them. Lee's glaring lessened slightly at the sight of the tiny redhead slumbering peaceably enough all things considered.
Gaara's small hands stretched out searching for the form that he had been snuggled securely against, Lee quickly used a teddy bear to calm the sleepily searching hands. Once Lee was fairly certain that the tired child would not be woken by his absence Lee turned to the Sand-nin that were also occupying the room with them.
A small part of Lee's mind reasoned that if he were not so tired and irritable the expressions on these hardened ninjas' faces would have been amusing, as it was Lee's patience for these intruders as running rapidly thin. Lee took his time looking each of them in the eye before pointing imperiously towards the door.
Much to Lee's frustration they did not even budge, but continued to look at him and Gaara warily. Running a bandaged hand down his face Lee struggled against the impulse to scream at them to get out. Rubbing his eyes with this index finger and his thumb Lee reminded himself that yelling would wake Gaara, and that Gaara should get as much undisturbed demon free sleep as he could. Removing his hand from his face Lee decided to hazard this one more time before he went over to the Sand shinobi and through them out of the room bodily.
Using his right hand, Lee first pointed to one of the tan clad jounin, then using the same hand he pointed at the door, and then finished with a slight shooing motion with both hands. Lee suppressed the urge to growl as his attempt at getting them to leave did nothing more than seeming to amuse them. Sighing unhappily Lee took it upon himself to give them a visual cue as anything less that shoving them out the door did not seem to be effective in the least.
The first three were out the door before they or their associates had time to realize that anything was happening. The next two had just noted that the small child had moved slightly from his original position when they too found themselves in the hallway, on top of the other three no less.
The last of the Suna shinobi that had been in the room had finally realized that he was suddenly alone in the room with a sleeping toddler and a very annoyed looking child of the same age, before he too was escorted into the hall. And escorted was not so much as carried and bodily removed from the room by said annoyed toddler, and placed on the heap of other startled ninjas.
Growling quietly to himself Lee wedged the door shut with kunai, one of the those people who disturbed his much needed rest and nearly woke his youthful charge had dropped. Glaring at the door Lee did not even bother trying to stifle a yawn as he made his way back to the bed.
If they wish civil discussion they should wait till a less unyouthful hour to try and get it. Lee muttered to himself as he displaced the bear and went back into a blissful state of slumber.