Author's Note: Yay! The drama commences! I don't have anything to say at this moment. I hope all of you are shocked out of your pants. Buwahahaha!
The next week and a half followed in much the same fashion. Lee didn't have any missions so he spent much of his time with Gaara. Okay, so he spent basically every waking minute with him. Once Gaara had realized that Lee was serious about what he said and that he wasn't leaving anytime soon, the boy had latched on. But Gaara, of course, didn't latch on in the literal sort of way as it is with most people. Gaara would tell Lee what he was doing, where he was going, what time he was going…with the implication that Lee should follow.
Lee only managed to make matters worse. He couldn't deny Gaara anything. If he wanted that peach, that exact peach, Lee would bend over backwards to get it to him. If Gaara wanted to have sex, then they would. That wasn't so bad except for the fact that Gaara would choose the most inconvenient times and places; the public bathing house being his favorite. Kankuro and Temari tried to warn Lee, but he just didn't listen. By the end of the week, Lee was worn out (from the continuous rounds of sex, Gaara's sex drive having been boosted triple-fold), he was tired (from all the demands and errands), and practically broke (from the amount of food Gaara ate). Gaara didn't have expensive tastes; he just ate in about a week what Lee ate in a month. Temari and Kankuro had just laughed at him; they already knew about Gaara's (way) overeating tendencies.
The day started like any other. Lee woke to movement on the bed. The two of them were at Lee's house, not having bothered to go back to the hotel last night. This last week and a half, Lee actually found that they were having a lot of these nights. In fact, Gaara may as well have moved in with him. Hell, Gaara even slept in his bed. Lee rolled over and looked at his lover, who, by that time, had thrown his legs over the side of the bed. Gaara's back was hunched while his hands tried desperately to rub it.
Lee moved up behind him and replaced Gaara's hands with his own. "Your back bothering you again?" Gaara nodded before letting his head drop forward, leaning into Lee's hands like a touch starved kitten. Gaara eventually moved away and stood, walking out the room towards the kitchen. Lee followed suit, knowing full well that Gaara wanted breakfast.
Breakfast was eaten in silence and eventually the two changed into new clothes, getting ready to leave for their daily walk. Gaara had been in the bathroom for a while, so Lee went there to check up on him. He came in to find Gaara on his knees, puking out all of his breakfast into the toilet. The red-head was shaking from head to toe and immediately Lee felt a foreboding chill run down his spine. The puking finally came to a stop, but Gaara didn't raise his head. Lee walked up beside him and rubbed a hand on his shoulders. "Is everything alright?"
Gaara shook his head. Glancing down, Lee found a frightening sight. Instead of puke, instead of the breakfast Lee thought Gaara was throwing up, there was a swirling mass of blood staining the once clear water.
Lee could only stare in horror at the sight. Of course, like it always seems to happen, when Lee thought things were at their worst, he was proven terribly wrong. Gaara let out a pained shriek while his hands flew to his stomach. "Gaara, what's wrong? Tell me!"
Through clenched teeth, Gaara managed out, "My stomach. It's clenching up. It hurts…" Gaara let out another scream.
"Oh shit!" Lee moved closer. "Gaara? Gaara, you have to listen to me! We have to get you to the fifth Hokage. She's the best med-nin we have!"
Gaara's eyes shut tight against the pain. "Pe-people can't know."
"You have to! You might lose the babies!"
Gaara's eyes snapped open, immediately finding Lee's. "No! You can't let me lose them!" His eyes squeezed tight and another yell tore its way out of his throat.
Lee turned Gaara towards him and picked him up like a child. Gaara gripped the back of Lee's outfit, tightening his fingers against the pain. Digging his face into Lee's neck, Gaara let out another cry.
"Shh…Don't worry. The fifth will know what to do." Although Lee said this, he felt a large weight drop into the pit of his stomach.
Break-
Lee moved faster then he ever had before. He burst through the door of Tsunade's office, much to the guards surprise and displeasure. "Fifth! You have to help! Oh God, something's wrong!"
Tsunade immediately stood up. "What's wrong Lee? And who's that?"
"It's Gaara. Please. You have to help him!" Lee was on the verge of tears, while Gaara had long ago reverted from screams to uncontrollable sobs and weak wails.
Tsunade rushed to his side with a surprised, yet serious look on her face. "Why did you bring him here? The hospital is more suitable."
"You're the best…and closer."
"Well, hurry up and come with me. We need to get him to the hospital as soon as we can." The point was only emphasized when Gaara screamed again.
Break-
Gaara wouldn't let go of Lee's hand while Tsunade examined him. "You're lucky I was here. Male pregnancies are extremely rare. Only two others have ever been recorded and I worked on one of those cases. They're also very dangerous and I'm surprised he hasn't had any problems until now."
Clenching his teeth, Gaara managed to rasp out, "What's happening to me?"
Tsunade gave him a sad look. "Your body's attempting to miscarry one of the babies."
"Why? What's wrong with it?"
She didn't reply.
"What?" he yelled, only to fall back onto the sheets, writhing in pain.
Tsunade let the episode pass before she continued. "One of the babies…is dead."
Gaara stared at her in shock. It couldn't be true. Dead? It just couldn't be true.
The door burst open and Temari and Kankuro dashed in, having been found by Shizune. Upon seeing a pale, sweaty Gaara, and a crying Lee, they began to feel uneasy and were sure they weren't going to like what they found. Kankuro looked at the Hokage and swore. "Why the hell did you go and get her Lee? And why the hell is Gaara in the hospital in the first place? What the fuck is going on!"
Gaara let out a pained whimper causing Temari to rush to his side. She ran a hand through his sweaty hair and looked at Tsunade. "What's wrong with him?"
Tsunade sighed at his worried siblings before replying, "We have to perform a c-section."
"What? Why?"
"One of the babies is dead and if we don't get it out soon, the other two will die and so might Gaara."
Kankuro looked down shocked, at his little brother. Gaara was shaking in pain, grasping Lee's hand like it was his lifeline. Lee was weeping openly while Gaara stared wide eyed at the ceiling. A single tear escaped the corner of his eye and slid down his cheek.
Upon seeing this, Temari ran a hand through Gaara's hair again, holding back her own tears in an effort to be strong for her baby brother. Kankuro walked over and sat in a nearby chair. "How soon does he need it done?"
"By the end of the day."
Temari gulped. "Can you do it?"
"As soon as I get a team in here, yes."
Temari stared at her fearfully. "Are you going to tell people about this?"
Tsunade gazed at the four of them. Curse her and her bleeding heart. She couldn't do it. She couldn't just blab their secret. That's probably why they came to Konoha in the first place. They were young and deserved a chance. "No, and neither will my team; at least not until we can figure something out, alright?"
Temari gave a small smile and whispered, "Thank you."
The peaceful moment was shattered as another wail erupted out of Gaara. Tsunade thought to herself, 'What have I gotten myself into? Oh well, a promise is a promise. I guess it's time to get to work.'
Author's Note: I just want to ask something: Did you guys honestly think I would just continue the story like it's been the last couple chapters and end it all happy, sappy, with Lee and Gaara running through a field of flowers whilst holding their newborns in their arms? Oh, and just so you guys know, I took a rounded estimate with what still needs to be done, and I've come to the conclusion that Devil in the Sand will probably end up being around 30 chapters. Give or take a chapter or two.