Title: A Week
Pairings: GaaLee, NejiTen
Rating: PG
Description: Special things happen on every day of the week.
Weddings Day (Wednesday):
Lee was happy. He was so very happy. Being the best man in his comrade's wedding was one of the most honorable things he could be at that moment.
Hyuuga Neji, the husband to be, had finally proposed to Tenten, the bride to be.
When Lee had received the news via hawk several days ago, he was overjoyed.
So now Rock Lee was walking through the desert with a very drawn-in Kazekage, a drowsy Kankurou, and an irritated Temari following behind him.
"Gaara-sama, Temari-sama, Kankurou-sama may we please move just a little bit faster?" He asked, his hand held up and his thumb and pointer finger held close together to emphasis the 'little bit' part.
"No, so shut up." Kankurou barked. He, soon after, yawned and rubbed his eyes.
Lee watched in amusement as his face paint smeared, but said nothing to show it.
-- Five Days Later --
The three Suna shinobi sat in the front benches of the church.
Tenten, clad in a sparkling white wedding dress, and Neji, dressed in a dark tux.
They kissed, which made the audience erupt in applause.
On Wednesday, Neji and Tenten were wed.
On Wednesday, Lee wished he had someone special to wed as well.
Lee watched the very quiet Kage sit in the exact same spot within the chapel even after everyone left. He walked over to him and sat down next to him.
"Something wrong, Kazekage-sama?" He asked; his large dark eyes locked on the 'ai' sign on the Kage's forehead.
"Hmm? Oh, nothing." He muttered; eyes glued on the floor where Tenten and Neji once stood.
Gaara was lying, he could tell. After working under the man for over three years, he could tell he was lying.
"Telling me would make you feel better." Lee said with a smile.
"I seriously doubt that." He muttered.
Lee frowned in determination and scooted closer to the other. He stared at him and smiled again. "It will. And I will not make fun of you for telling me." He said earnestly.
Gaara sighed and crossed his arms across his chest. He bowed his head slightly, his long red hair falling along with it to shade his face just slightly.
"I am thirty-four, and I still have no one to call a lover," He started, dark eyelids closed, "I could die any time, and I would have no child to spread my genes to the next generation."
Lee blinked, his head tilted. He had no one either…
He hugged the Kazekage lightly and rested his head on Gaara's.
"I am sure you will find the right woman someday, Gaara-sama…"