….I hope you all like this story, it came to me when my sister and I saw something about Rock Lee Liking spicy foods….then thought about how most people seem to think Gaara would like Ice-cream……
Disclamer: If I DID own Naruto, Itachi would be wearing black leather pants, Gaara would be totally gothic, Sasuke actually WOULD be SasUKE (I effin' love that joke! XD) , Orochimaru would be hot, Shino would be a secret agent sent from the Russian government, and Neji would blow up the main house then get REALY drunk and sing karaoke with Shikamaru who is high on crack. :D Shiney shiney crack.
Summary: Spicy foods are not Gaara's cup of tea. But when he is challenged by Rock Lee, he finds that every victory has a price to pay.
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"Alright, how many did you say I have to eat? "
"TWELVE! The first to finish twelve bowls of this deliciousramen will be victorious!"
"…twelve…?" Gaara sighed to himself as the waiter began placing many large bowls of ramen in front of the two, almost completely taking up the small counter space of the Ichiraku ramen stand.
"I can't believe you talked me into this…" Gaara seemed to find the ceiling rather interesting at this time. "And just how is this a battle?" He asked as he barely turned his head to look at the youthful warrior sitting beside him. Lee could not quite decide if there was more anger or annoyance in Gaara's death glare. Hate was also a large possibility. Either way, he decided to answer this question as youthfully as possible.
Lee sprang from his seat with a look of determination and (quite youthfully, mind you) smiled and pointed at a very confused looking and flustered Gaara "IT IS A BATTLE OF ENDURANCE, GAARA-KUN! FOR WHOMEVER WINS WILL PROVE THAT HIS STRANGTH AND AGILITY SURPASSES THE OTHER LIKE THE WONDERFUL TASTE OF CURRY RAMEN FAR SURPASSES ALL OTHER FLAVORS WITH THE EASE OF ALL THAT IS YOUTHFUL!" He made sure to give Gaara a quick Nice Guy Pose before quietly sitting back down again.
Gaara's look of death seemed to turn to curiosity. "….So, what your saying is, different flavors of Ramen represent different ninja?" He looked up to the ceiling once again and smirked to himself as he imagined slurping up lots of tiny noodle-nin from a giant bowl of ramen. Crunchy little Sasuke and nice chewy Neji seemed to be the ideal orderves at the moment…
Gaara was thrown out of his happy daydream with a sudden realization. " Wait, you mean this is CURRY ramen?" He asked with wide eyes as he stared at the bowl closest to him.
"Of coarse, Gaara-Kun! It is most certainly the greatest flavor, exploding with the heat of youth!" Lee then looked at Gaara with large eyes and blinked. "Any reason?"
"Just…wondering.." Gaara said, ending his sentence with a small gulp.
"THAN LET US BEGIN!" Lee nearly knocked over many bowls of the 'delicious' ramen as he grabbed the nearest bowl and began shoving the spicy noodles into his mouth with an explosion of youthful speed.
Gaara knew he could not win, but he wasn't going to go down without a fight….
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Erin: I'm sorry this exists. I know it sucks! DX Next part coming soon…..I stopped and posted it because I wanted to get it up today…and I'm tired. -.-
