23 August 2006

A word from Stary: My favorite ones to write so far was the Naruto one and the Gaara one. xD Enjoy!

I warn you that some chapters will contian Shounen-ai, so if you don't like to read those kind of stories, then don't read mine. I don't want flames or anything. I know some characters might be OOC, but it's fanfiction, so leave me alone. Arigatou.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

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Counseling – Rock Lee x Gaara

"So, Mister Lee, what happened last night?" Mr. Minatare sat on his very comfortable chair, facing a man wearing green spandex and very bushy eyebrows… fuzzy, perhaps?

Lee was excited to be here, because Sakura-san had recommended this and everything Sakura-san said was special! Not that he still had a crush on her… no, but he still considered her precious and if she recommended this then this was precious and full of youth waiting to bloom with lots of lotus love.

"Well, Gaara and I were just laying there in bed last night, staring at the ceiling when I felt something on my leg." Lee pointed a finger at Mr. Minatare and yelled, "I thought it was the lotus of love blooming with its youthfulness!"

"And what was it?" Mr. Minatare asked, beginning to write.

"It was his sand!" The look on Lee's expression was not a happy one, but a sad one. "He's always dropping his sand everywhere. It gets into the carpet and clogs up the vacuum. Do you want to know how many vacuums we had to buy last month?" Lee still had that unhappy expression on his face. The magenta cheeks gone.

"How many?"

"Ten! Ten vacuums! The lady at the store knows me already! Also, our furniture is being eaten away by the sand. I'm positive that right when the youth is going to bloom, we won't have any furniture left! Our bed is going to be an old rotted mattress on the un-vacuumed floor!" Lee fell to the floor beside the coffee table with the chipped teacup on top of it, tears in his eyes. "GAI-SENSEI! I'm sorry! So sorry!" He bowed his head and began to cry.

"Mister Lee, perhaps this will be fixed with some language skills." Mr. Minatare was no longer at his seat; instead, he was kneeled beside Lee with a comforting hand on his back. "Everything will work out."

"I've tried to get close to him, I really have… but his sand keeps getting in the way! Right when I'm about to touch him, a wall pops up and sand gets into my eyes!" More tears leaked out of the spandex wearing boy's eyes. "Why does this happen? WHY?"

"Mister Lee, please get up. I'm sure that is not Gaara's intention, I'm positive he loves you and wants to get close to you. Perhaps the way to deal this is with water."

"Water?" Lee raised his head, wiping a tear away from his face. "How is water going to help?" He sniffled.

"Do you know what happens when sand gets wet, Mister Lee?" The older man got up slowly before going back to his chair.

Lee, interested in what the old geezer was saying, got up and went to sit on the La-Z-Boy again. "No, I don't." His gaze was strongly fixed on the man in front of him. His eyebrows knitted together, making it look like he had one big fuzzy caterpillar on his forehead.

"When sand is wet, Mister Lee, it doesn't fly. If sand doesn't fly, it can't get into your eye. If sand doesn't get into your eye, you can touch your partner with success." At this, the man speaking lifted his hands and placed them under his chin.

The expression on Lee was a more than happy one. He would finally be able to show Gaara how much he meant to him! All he needed was a bucket of water right beside the bed and everything would be alright! No more red eyes in the morning and happy loving!

"So all I have to do is wet Gaara?"

"No, Mister Lee, you must not wet your lover… but his sand… you must." The white beard man nodded, before writing down on the notebook. He looked up at Lee and saw star in the younger mans eyes.

"Water will make the love lotus bloom with it's full power!" The stars in Lee's eyes got bigger as he stood up on the sofa and raised a fist in the air. "Oh, Gai-sensai! I will make you proud!"

"Will I be seeing you next week?"

"Of course! I will be back to tell you what happened. "Thank you very much! Thank you!" Lee jumped off the chair and didn't see the man's extended hand. He ran out the door, a big smile on his face.

(Next Day)

"So, Mister… Desert? What happened last night?" Mr. Minatare sat on his very comfortable chair, facing Gaara, who looked very serious with clumps of sand sticking to various parts of his clothes and skin.

Gaara just sat there on the La-Z-Boy, staring at Mr. Minatare… just staring. He wasn't moving at all, just sitting there staring. His light green eyes held an emotion though, a strong emotion. The emotion was anger… yes he was angry. Angry because Lee had been throwing him buckets of ice cold water the whole night! He hadn't slept a wink… no and this was irritating… very irritating…

"Mister Desert?" asked the man again, stopping his writing to look at the young redhead. "Are you alright?"

Instantly, the stopper in his container fell out and out poured dry sand that began to fill up the couch Gaara was sitting in. Soon, the sand fell on the floor and the noise of little grains rubbing against each other was heard throughout the room.

"Right, our session is over. I'll be seeing you next week. Have a nice day." Mr. Minatare got up from his chair and with a courteous nod, left the room.

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