A/N: I added a few sentences in this paragraph. I changed it in chp. 5, too, but…yeah. It's here too. Here is chappie. UCHIHA17 and WHITEVIPER 111, thanks for IM-ing me and telling me to update. I would have forgotten to for AT LEAST another week if you hadn't. (I'm forgetful like that.) Another short chap, but I will update TOMMORROW, you have my word.

Enjoy!

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Gaara's POV

"My flesh-eating panda!" Lee cries, and glomps me. I had forseen this happening, and had braced myself for it. Lee let go of me stood up and we looked at each other. Then we looked at Sasuke, who seemed to be utterly, completely, and totally freaked out and confused. His leg moved as if he were about to run away. Me and Lee glance at each other again, and then we both burst out laughing. Sasuke just stares at us like we're crazy as we're rolling on the floor. His lip twitches up occasionally. Not all laughter is infectious though, so he just stands their while we're dying from lack of oxygen. Tears of mirth are leaking out of my eyes, and it's probably going to smear my eyeliner. Oh well. This is just too good. Then the doors fly open, and standing there with three babies, not moving, just standing there is…

…Jiraiya. Not Jiraiya sensei- Jiraya. He's holding not one, not two, but THREE babies; one has silver hair, one has eyebrows THICKER THAN LEE'S, and one…well, one baby is black. Lee and I collapse in laughter. Well, I don't actually collapse, but Lee does.

Sasuke joins in the laughter this time as my legs start to give out. I double over and fall on the floor at the sheer randomness of it all. Sasuke is bent over and oh my god he's smiling. Not that, but, I mean- he just doesn't look like a smiley person, and he's laughing, and he's…for lack of a non-gay sounding word to describe a guy, he's…he's beautiful.

This thought, sobers me somewhat, and I sit up, still chuckling a bit. Lee is splayed out all over the floor, kicking and screaming-literally. One of his legs strikes out and reaches the back of Sasuke's knee, making him fall. Onto me. This knocks me back so that I am lying on the floor, halfway propped up on one elbow, with Sasuke on top of me.

He stops laughing as our bodies collide, his eyes unclose and he looks at me. This isn't awkward at all. I mean, my heart's not pounding, my hands aren't shaking, my fingertips aren't tingling, my stomach's not turning inside out, I'm not having any trouble at all breathing, and I'm definatley not thinking about kissing him.

But I'm a liar.

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Sasuke's POV

Ah damn. Fuck. I'm trying to think of every cuss word I know because I'm in the middle of the hallway, straddling one of Gaara's legs, my teacher is over there holding three babies that are SO not his, and I seriously think Lee is having a seizure. I know that I know WAY more cuss words than that, but for some reason, my brain is clouding over, and I'm unable to think really well… Why don't I hate this scenario! I should be mad as hell, but I'm looking at Gaara and his eyeliner is all streaky and his eyes are really green and oh, goddamn motherfucking son of a bitch (there they are) I'm leaning forward. His mouth is so near mine, I can feel his hot breath on my lips, and then I'm being pulled up; off, away from Gaara.

Part of me is pissed beyond reason, but at the same time part of me is relieved and grateful. Because I know if I had remained there, I would have kissed him. I wanted to. I think.