28. Children's TV (Gaalee)
Lee glanced with bleary eyes at the clock beside his bed. It read, in obnoxiously red numbers, six o'clock. AM. Time to wake up. He groaned, and pushed himself up, his limbs still heavy from sleep, and glanced around his room.
The sheets on the other side of his bed were slightly rumpled, as if someone had been sleeping there. Dark clothes that most definitely did not belong to him were folded neatly on the chair next to his bed. He grinned; Gaara was here. Maybe waking up early would not be too bad today.
There was one problem that Lee found with his conclusion: where was Gaara, if he was here?
A noise from the next room had Lee on his feet and sprinting out of his room in a second. He skidded to a halt in the other room. Gaara was sitting on his couch, his eyes glued to the TV. Right, Lee thought, Gaara doesn't sleep. He could not help but to smile fondly.
"Gaara, what are you watching?" he asked, truly interested in what hald the Kazekage's attention so firmly.
The man glanced at Lee out of the corner of his eye. "Saturday morning cartoons," he muttered, his attention back on the TV in a second.
Lee raised an eyebrow. "Why are you-" he cut himself off. Gaara had said Saturday. Saturday was Lee's day off. Having a day off meant that Lee did not have to get up at six o'clock in the morning.
"YES!" he yelled. He ran back into his room and jumped onto the bed, leaving a very confused Gaara behind.
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The word for today was supposed to be "muppets," but I didn't know if ninja actually had the real muppets O.o
I still feel bad for not being able to post yesterday!!! I am a failure at life!!! stupid retreat center not having wireless internet. grrr