Chaptah 6:

A Day in the life of Rock Lee!

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We have finally escaped the Wrath of Gaara, and are now on our way to film one of our most favorite guys ever--Rock Lee!

The Fangirls cheer.

Although our beloved Fangirl #012 is no longer with us, we shall continue filming, because it is our duty. FOR FANGIRLS EVERYWHERE!

FOR FANGIRLS EVERYWHERE! The Fangirls cheer again.

Now we are trudging through the forest. We're on our way to the training grounds, where our beloved Lee is…well, training.

Just a little further…through this bit of brushwood…

And now we are here.

Tears come to the Fangirls' eyes as we behold the sight before us. There is Lee, sprawled under a big oak tree, shirtless and asleep.

He looks so beautiful. Notice the way the sun's rays are shining down only on him and nothing else, the way it bounces lightly off his shiny black hair. His skin is so flawless, his body so beautifully sculpted, he looks like an angel.

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Can you see the halo?

He looks so peaceful…so vulnerable, lying there like that. It makes me want to touch him--to see if he'd suddenly disappear beneath my fingertips.

The Fangirls' eyes widen as they watch me walk towards Lee. What are you doing?

As if it isn't obvious.

I stop walking once I get two feet away from my beautiful sleeping angel. I squat down and reach towards him.

The Fangirls gasp at my bodacious-ness. DON'T TOUCH HIM! IT GOES AGAINST THE RULES OF FANGIRL UNITY!

I stick my tongue out at them.

It seems like everything is going in slow motion as my fingers inch closer and closer towards Lee's bare chest. I'm seriously itching to TOUCH HIM!

But right before my fingers make contact with his skin, his eyes snap open and his hand is suddenly gripping mine in a death vise.

It's taking every bit of willpower in me to keep from unleashing a stream of profanities from the sheer pain of it all.

Lee eventually processes the fact that I am merely a lowly Fangirl and that I am of no harm to his sexy, angelic self, and lets go of my hand. He smiles and mumbles "hello" before he lies back down and resumes his nap.

My fingers are in bad condition.

When I make it back to where the other Fangirls are standing, Fangirl #609 suddenly hauls off and punches me in the face.

WHAT THE FU-- WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!!

You went against Rule #6 of the Rules of Fangirl Unity!

I remove my hand from my bloody nose and punch her in the face with every bit of strength I can muster. I INVENTED THE RULES OF FANGIRL UNITY!!!

Fangirl #609 uses her sleeve to wipe at her bloody nose and hangs her head in shame.

Just for good measure, I smack her on the back of her head and command the other Fangirls to do the same.

Fangirl #609 now understands the severity of her crime and repents.

Well. Now that that's over…ON TO THE NEXT ONE!

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