By: Prodigus feldspar
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Disclaimer: I not own Gaara or naruto…or any of the shopping stores mentioned in this fic. (Later to come) I honestly don't know how anyone could think that I own any of them. Italics are either noises or thoughts. also 000 means its switinng form peoples perspetives or times...Btw, in the begging I tried to make Gaara in character but he kind of fell out of character after he turned into a girl…but maybe that's a good thing.(dum dum dum) After this, I will be making another Gaara fic, 'cept it'll be totally 100 serious GaaraXLee romantical-pervirtical alone-in-the-woods-together-on-a-mission-with- hidden-feelings-thrown-in-yaoi-madness. But first in need to finish this…
Also, Gaara fan girls…DO NOT KILL ME! I am one of you. And yes….I am a GaaraXLee fan (duh!). Enjoy the cross-dressing madness that I thought up at mostly at Kohl's while I was waiting for my mom.
Note: In this fic Gaara-chan does not have insomnia. 0o yes… let the fun commence…
Gaara threw back his had and swallowed his nightly glass of water. He set down his glass headed up to bed. Unaware of the powder that had been mixed into the water minutes before...
000
Beep Beep Beep.
Gaara's eyes snapped open as he heard his alarm clock sound off that it was 7:00 AM.
"Ngh." He sat up groggily and pressed the "Off" button.
Garra slunk through his room, into his bathroom and began squeezing toothpaste onto his toothbrush. He checked his reflection quickly and began putting more toothpaste on the brush. He froze as what he had seen dawned on his mind. He looked back up, horrified.
"Oh…My…God…"
000
Still trying to sleep Temari heard a Shriek come from gaara's room.
"Damn it Gaara! I'm trying to sleep!" she snarled and buried her head in her pillow as the screaming subsided.
Why? Of all people? Why me?
000
Gaara stared at the mirror. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked again.
This has got to be some sort of trick.
He waved his hands at the mirror. The reflection did the same. It was not him in the mirror, it was a woman, a very well endowed woman, he thought.
"He" still had the same color hair, but slightly longer, still had the same "love" tattoo on his forehead and still had no eyebrows. But, he has a pointier face and a…woman-ish figure?
Shukaku has eaten my mind. I think I'm a woman!
Gaara continued to stare at the mirror.
Ding dong!
"Damn… the door bell." Garra muttered as he looked at his closed bedroom door, "I am not going to answer that."
"Gaara! Get the door! NOW!" Temari hollered form across the hallway.
Garra took one last look at his reflection, opened his bedroom door, turned right and headed downstairs.
He looked down at his apparel. A baggy maroon tee-shirt and black boxers.
Lovely.
He sighed and opened the door. If only it could have been anyone else but him…
"What do you want?" Garra growled and looked down trying to hide the fact that he was blushing.
"GAARA!" Rock Lee's jaw dropped.
Gaara blushed harder "What?"
"Y-Y-You're…"
Gaara looked up.
"A shoujo manga character…"
Gaara stared. "I'M A WOMAN DAMN IT!"
"Oh." Lee replied. Then, looking Gaara up and down, said, "I never knew you felt that way. But even though you went through with the operation, I'll stand by you all the way! We will still enjoy the spring time of youth!"
Gaara continued to stare.
"ARE YOU INSANE! I DIDN'T GET A SEX CHANGE! I…I somehow got turned into a girl…" Gaara felt himself blush even more, he had never exploded at anybody like that before.
"Ooooh…ok." Lee said slowly. "Ok…well, good! You're prettier as a guy anyway!"
Gaara sweat dropped at that comment while Lee stood in the doorway grinning.
Lee's expression turned serious. "I've got to tell Gai-sensei! He'll know what to do!" and with that Lee began trotting off.
"NO!" Gaara shouted, "You can't tell anyone!"
A devilish smirk grew on Lee's face. "You can't stop me!" He sang, and began skipping away.
"Yes, I can." Gaara growled and, with that waved his right arm in a sweeping motion and gathering sand from the ground in a rope-like shape, he put his finger tips together, making it circle around Lee's arms. Making him unable to move. Next, Gaara commanded the sand to cover Lee's mouth so he couldn't cry out for help.
Gaara felt like a rapist capturing his victim. Scenes of himself and Lee flashed crossed him mind. He shook his head violently. Gaara blushed.
Since when did my mind become so perverted? Oh yeah, I did get turned into a girl after all.
Gaara watched Lee struggle as He was dragged into the house by the sand. Finally, Gaara sat on the floor and set Lee down across form himself.
"Mfh mfh mfh." Lee struggled to speak through the sand covering his mouth.
Gaara walked over to Lee, who was, still, trying to struggle against the sand.
Gaara put his hands on his knees and bent over so he could speak face to face with Lee, who was sitting down. Being tall made Gaara feel more intimidating and he figured he wasn't as scary as a girl so it might help.
"Ok, now listen, you can't tell anyone. That I've turned into-"Gaara motioned at his body "This."
"Whatever is happening to me should probably go away soon, so I think I'll just lay low for awhile until it wears off."
Gaara looked at Lee, who was blushing. And Lee's eyes weren't looking at Gaara's face.
They were looking a little lower…
"Lee, what are you…" Garra trailed off into silence and looked down.
I'M WEARING A BAGGY SHIRT!
"YOU PERVERT!" Gaara shrieked and slapped him. "WHAT THE HELL!"
"Mph!" Lee tried to say something but the sand was still around his mouth.
Gaara rolled his eyes and released the sand.
As soon as the sand was gone (Gaara had made sure to only take away the sand around his mouth, in case Lee needed some more sense knocked in to him.) Lee smiled weakly and said, "You should take it as a complement."
"WHAT!" Gara stared. How could he be so rude!
"Why are you acting all protective now that you're a girl?"
"What do you mean by that?"
Lee grinned. "I stared at you all the time before this."
"Y-you did?" Gaara felt himself blush.
I've blushed like, a million times in the span of and hour! Maybe I am a shoujo manga character!
Gaara turned his eyes to Lee. Lee stared into Gaara's eyes. Gaaa felt himself blush again and look away. Lee's eyes were just so…so…penetrating.
GWAH! Danm you, girly thoughts and feeling! Damn you!
"Anyway," Lee said, getting up with the sand still around him, "We need to get you some girl-clothes. Those just won't work."
Gaara crossed his arms across his chest, which was somewhat difficult, but finally he crossed his arms under his chest. "I am not going clothes shopping."
"Could you let go of me?"
"Huh? Sure, but why?" Gaara said as he opened the door and let the sand back outside.
Lee began walking up the stairs. "You won't have to go alone!" and, with those gut-wrenching words he disappeared into Temari's room.
Gaara stood at the base of the steps, horrified.
000
It had been 17 minutes and 34 seconds.17 whole minutes and 34 whole seconds.
He heard footsteps and in a flash Lee appeared before him.
"What do you think?" Lee said and winked.
Gaara stared.
I should have refused to open the door and let Temari beat the tar out of me. It would have been better than this. Anything would have been better that this!
To be continued…
