Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, it would be considered a shonen ai manga.
A/N. Alrighty, school will be starting soon so I'm going to go ahead and finish the story up. Now here's the thing, I'm not sure where this should go. Fluff or citrisy goodness? Left you with a cliff hanger. Also, the Kankuro/Naruto thing can go either towards a relationship, or towards breaking up progress we have with Gaara and Lee. Your choice for the story, just review.
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Both boys stiffly passed Temari.
The first, was covered in scrapes and claw marks; wearing only what shredded clothing he had left. The second, was completely unharmed, however, he seemed to be in a state of complete shock.
"Holy hell, Whiskers."
Kankuro appeared from the kitchen.
"Yeah yeah, shove it." He had been assaulted and touched in very inappropriate ways. He was not in the mood for anyone's bull shit.
"Uhmm…Kankuro-san?"
Lee was blushing and wobbling.
"Yeah? What's up Lee?"
"I….Uhmm…where's your… brother?" He whispered the last word in what sounded to be a very needy tone.
"His…office. 'Something wrong?" A slight pink tint graced the purple makeup.
"N-No." Lee bit his lip and set off to his destination.
Kankuro only spared the boy one last glance before returning his attention to other things.
That seemed to have vanished.
"Blondie? Where're you headed?" Kankuro walked out the front door to yell after Naruto.
"Tetanus shot."
"Shit! They bit you!? Your gonna turn into one of them now man!" Kankuro only flinched and hid behind the door.
"Ha ha, real funny ass hole."
"You're the one asking for the tetanus shot dumb ass."
Naruto turned and mumbled.
"Yeah? Well, at least I'm not a drag queen who plays with dolls."
"Excuse me?" Said Drag-Queen asked, "what did you just say?"
Naruto didn't dare make a noise.
He valued his life.
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Lee was trembling.
He felt like he was about to fall but he never did.
Step after step after step.
He made his way to the one boy who had been plaguing his mind.
"I think I can, I think I can, I think I can." He repeated over to himself.
He made his way to the office door.
It was five steps away.
Two steps away.
Ten steps away.
The boy practically ran down the hall.
"I know I can't, I know I can't, I know I can't!"
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Shikamaru opened the door only to see a green flash pass by.
"….Lee?"
He shouted after his friend.
"Lee what happened!?"
There was a loud screech as Lee skidded to a stop at the end of the hall.
"Shi-Shikamaru! Aha! Funny thing really! Y-You see… aha… I, uhmm, I went out for a walk with Naruto!" The boy yelled back, fidgeting and avoiding eye contact.
Shikamaru let out a frustrated sigh and motioned his friend to follow him into his room.
Which Lee did.
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"Alright Lee, you just came from the direction of Gaara's office, so tell me what happened." Shikamaru sat on his futon and stared at his friend.
Lee took a seat on Naruto's bed and stared at the floor.
"So, yesterday…remember when Naruto was blown trough the floor?" Lee briefly matched the Deer's gaze.
"Uhmm, yes?"
"Well, he was trying to tell me something about Gaara…"
"Uh huh?"
"When he was interrupted he thought it might be a good idea to try again."
"You mean that walk he asked you to go on earlier?"
"Y-Yes…"
"And?"
"Well, we were walking and he started to bring up some things. He was rambling at first and he was definitely nervous… So I never tried to speed up the conversation. Of course I would never do that on a day to day basis either, the idea is very rude, to cut someone off mid-sentence. Oh, speaking of which, He was discussing something he said was very important, then all of a sudden a giant sandstorm started and got sand in his face! It was horrible! I did the only thing I could do! I used my Chunin vest to protect my comrade from the sand an-"
"Let me stop you right there. Sorry if it's rude." Shikamaru was not in the mood for a long winded story.
"Oh, uhmm, not at all Shikamaru!" Lee gave his friend a thumbs up.
"So, did Naruto tell you what he wanted to then?"
Lee's 'nice guy' face fell of and was replaced by a very red one.
"Uhmm….w-well…y-you see. That was…why I was running in the hall…."
"So Naruto told you already. Then why didn't you bring it up with Gaara first?"
Lee turned his head away from the brunette.
"I-I originally intended to do so….but I….Uhmm…."
"Got cold feet?"
"W-Well…I-I…uhmm…yes."
Shikamaru stood up and pulled Lee to his feet.
"Wh-What are you doing Shikamaru-san!?!" The boy was now being dragged out the door.
"I'm doing you a favor."
Lee struggled against the other boys grasp.
"B-But…! Sh-Shikamaru I-"
"Do you love him?" Shikamaru was blunt.
"Wh-What?!"
"You do, don't you?"
"I-I….I…" Lee stared at the ground again.
"Say 'I love Gaara' out loud."
"E-Excuse me!?"
"Once. Just say it."
Lee fidgeted a bit and then spoke.
"….I-I l-love…Gaara-sama…?" Lee's face went a darker shade of red.
A thrill was sent through his body and stopped in his chest.
"I…love Gaara-sama…."
His eyes widened and he really smiled for the first time they'd come to the Sand.
"I love Gaara-sama" He laughed a bit.
"Good. Now go tell him that"
Lee stared the Nara in the eye.
He nodded and began to walk down the hall way.
"Also, make sure you tell him that he loves you too!"
Lee paused to turn around and give his captain a thumbs up and a smile.
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Regardless of how sure he was when he left Shikamaru, once he was actually outside of Gaara's office--he felt beyond nervous.
He raised a shaky hand to knock on the door but pulled it back quickly.
Lee paced back and fourth in front of the door.
He was so nervous.
What if Gaara didn't feel the same towards him?
What if Gaara didn't want to listen to the idea of love on his end?
Lee gulped.
He didn't want to think of the outcome.
He turned towards the door and took a hesitant step towards it.
The boy slumped down beside the plank of wood.
"How am I going to do this?"
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A loud voice sounded from the front of the mansion.
Naruto had attempted to show Kankuro just how tough he was.
The Blonde was proven to be as tough as the ramen he adored.
Once again slumped over the painted boy's back; he was off to the hospital.
"You bastard." Naruto huffed out.
"I wouldn't have broken your leg if I'd known I'd have to carry your fat ass to the hospital." Kankuro sneered at the boy on his back.
"My ass is not fat alright? It's damn fine."
"It'll be on the floor soon if you don't shut the fuck up."
"Yeah?! Is that right!? How about I tell your little brother about your constant need to throw me on your back and carry me places!?"
"What the hell are you talking about? I think I might have hit your head to hard"
"Hell no bitch! You always seem to be the one to carry me to the hospital! Is there a reason you always just happen to be there when I'm incorporated!?"
"That's incapacitated dumbass and yes, there is a reason that I'm always around."
"Then what is it you ass pirate?"
"What the- you shit face!" the older boy proceeded to throw the other onto the ground and kick him in the gut repeatedly.
The squabble turned into a fight.
The fight turned into an all out brawl.
"I'll fucking kill you, you clown!"
"How you mother fucking cripple!?"
"I'm only a cripple 'cause you broke my leg!"
"I'm only a clown because you don't understand the complexity of face paint!"
They shouted at one another, resulting in the painted ninja jumping on the Blonde who in turn bit his ear.
Temari just stared from her shop in the grocery store.
"What are they doing…?" the Blonde girl covered her face in embarrassment as some other shoppers looked between her and fighting couple that looked like they were engaged in some sort of sadomasochist foreplay.
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Lee got up from his spot by the door.
He turned towards the door and sucked in all the breath he could as he reached towards the door.
He was about to knock when he heard footsteps from inside.
He quickly ran into the nearest closet.
"Please, please, please, please, please" the Raven-haired teen began chanting nervously from beside a dirty mop.
However, what he was hoping for, he had no idea.
He spent ten minutes in the closet playing through scenarios he had practiced with his love councilor.
When he finally decided to open the door he was out of breath and sweating profusely from anxiety.
His face was flustered.
Anyone who may of seen him come out from there would have assumed he had been pleasuring himself.
He looked to the right to see if anyone had seen him come out of the closet.
When he turned his head to the left his eye's briefly met aqua ones as the Kazekage slowly closed the door behind himself.
Lee's face went seven shades of red as he fell back into the closet.
Gaara just watched him come out of the closet.
Lee crawled back into the comfort of cleaning supplies and vowed to never come out again.
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Gaara walked over to his desk.
He continued on with the paper work.
He paused to look down over the documents in his hand.
He let a small scowl play across his face.
He had written and rewritten Lee's name over his work.
He threaded his fingers through his hair, then lowered it to run over his red cheeks.
"What were you doing in there Lee?"
Gaara let out a sigh.
He had listened to Lee move back and forth in the hallway for about an hour.
When he had gotten fed up he attempted to confront the boy about it.
Only to hear quick running and a slam.
He waited by his office entrance.
Ten minutes later, out comes Lee sweating, panting, and flushed in just the right way.
Gaara shifted in his seat.
His pants had become uncomfortably tight.
He let out shaky breath.
He stood up quickly ignoring the blood that rushed to his head.
Lee had been asked onto the mission for personal reasons, maybe it was time to bring them up.
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Lee had finally found solace in the feather duster.
He clung to the lifeless object as if it would sweep his problems away.
"Or dust them away…"
Lee began to snicker at his own joke.
Then there was a knock on the door.
He stared at the door.
No one knew he was in there.
Except Gaara.
Lee shook with anticipation.
He slowly stood up leaving the fuzzy cleaning product on the floor.
He opened the door and sure enough there stood Gaara.
"Are you going to inform me as to why your currently residing in the closet?"
Lee opened his mouth to answer but was quickly silenced by a pale finger.
"Don't answer that, it's more convenient this way."
"G-Gaara-sama"
Gaara moved his face forward and pressed Lee deeper into the closet.
Never once parting their lips.
Lee's heart thudded in his chest.
It was now or never.
"Ga-Gaara…!" He managed to gasp out.
Lee watched as the usually stoic boy frowned.
Not a scowl, or pout; a frown.
"Lee, I-"
"Please!" Lee grasped onto the red heads shirt.
With a quick glance over the black eyes in front of him; his objections were silenced.
"G-Gaara-sama…"
The boy was avoiding eye contact.
When he finally set a path between black and aqua, his features became serious.
"We need to talk Gaara-sama"
Gaara wore an unreadable expression.
"Of course Lee, in my office."
Lee was then led by the hand to the Kazekage's office.
He was somewhat baffled.
However, the fact that the once ruthless murderer was so gently holding his hand, was a pleasant distraction.
Lee bit his lip as his cheeks lit up.
He squeezed back on the shorter boy's hand.
He would show Gaara how to love.
He was determined.
