What If Chapter 7: Prom Night, a naruto fanfic

My Second Author's note: I do not do clothing descriptions well. So, I cheated; follow the links on my profile to know what Lee's dress and hair looks like. I did not choose the song on my own; I had assistance from the good people of livejournal. Enjoy!

What If ~ Chapter 7

(Gaara P.O.V.)

Two steps from the door, fixing my bow-tie for the last time, I was ready to get this over with. I had never fully understood why the prom was so important; what was its meaning? As far as I knew, the night of the prom seemed more important than the dance itself, as cliché as having sex for the first time after the thing was. I had no plan of doing such a thing as that with Lee. The idea of taking her virginity on prom night was stale and corny; I would much rather that our first time be somewhere new and peaceful…one day, when I know she is ready, I will have to bring blankets and pillows up to our moon-watching sight.

Keys to my bike in one hand, jacket in the other, I am ready to go and get her; tonight is only going to be enjoyable if I can get her to blush all through it. Publicity is a good way to show the schools pompous assholes that Lee is my girl, and that they need to shove their heads up their shitholes or I will do it for them. Those are possibly the only reasons I am going in the first place; as well as Narutos constant bickering, forcing me to go. There are some things I know I should thank him for, but never have; but then, there are times when I know I should thank him and actually do, just never verbally. Such as telling that bloody Uchiha that he was blind if he did not see the infatuation that Naruto had on him. Of course, if he hurts the blonde, I will be forced to kill him, and then Naruto will try to kill me…and he has beaten me before…

"You're not honestly going to pick her up on your bike, are you?" A smug, feminine voice said from behind him.

"I think he is. It's not such a bad idea, he'll be able to feel her open legs huggin' his- ouch! What the hell, Temari?"

I stand there, not moving at all as I curse the gods against me. Of course my siblings were going to continue torturing me. And I know exactly what they're going to say next.

"I'll give you a ride, after all; I own the car."

Instantly, I turned to the blonde woman standing closer to me than most could get away with; a brunette, teenage boy stood beside her, rubbing at his side where the blonde had hit him.

"No. I am taking the bike, that is final." I turn away from them, speaking over my shoulder at them. "I would not deny her any chance of riding the motorcycle; she enjoys it too much to settle going in a car."

I can hate how my heart softens whenever I think of her reactions to riding on the bike. I can hate of how it stumbles when I think of exactly what my brother had been insinuating: Having her in a dress, sitting behind me and having to spread legs clothed, not in sweats or jeans as usual, but in nothing but nylons, possible nothing. I swipe my hand over my nose, quickly removing the blood that had begun to trickle. I am not ruining this tux just to change into another. There is no shortage of formal wear in my home, but if Temari sees me staining another article of clothing with blood, I will not get out of here in time to pick up Lee. Besides, I would never seat Lee behind myself; she could hardly enjoy that more than sitting in front of me.

I open the door, one foot already on the porch outside of it, when I am pulled backwards, the door slammed in my face. Shit, they caught me.

"You are not taking her on the bike." Looking into Temaris eyes, I can tell that she is serious; that's just bad for me.

I sigh in irritation, glaring at the older woman. "Why am I not taking her on my bike?" She actually sneered at me, as if by not knowing what was wrong about that was just disgusting.

"That's demeaning. Have you ever ridden a bike in a dress? The moment you step off, someone's looking to see some skin." I had never thought of that before…

"If anyone does so, I shall take care of them." I reach for the door again, only to be jerked back…again. I can see what Lee finds so annoying about me holding her back so constantly.

"I am driving you there." The warning was in the growl, placed expertly next to my ear to double the fear any other would be experiencing should they find themselves in such a position. I am not 'they', I am annoyed with how she is trying to play this off.

"You are such a terrible liar, Temari." I looked at her out of the corner of my eye. "You could care less about her dress and my bike; you just want to see her." An entirely fake look of innocence attempt to mask the evil intentions floating in her eyes.

"I am not, as a woman, I am standing up for the whole female species." I snort, shrugging her hand off of my shoulder.

"You are a woman who has been accused of being a man on one too many occasions. You are most likely planning on seducing her than you are of protecting her from the male race. How would your boy-toy feel about that?" My last question is ignored as I hear her snicker while I fix the god damn tie again, who the hell decided that these things were necessary for formal occasions? The person who was planning on strangling everyone of his guests to death?

"aw, come on Gaara. You know that she would only be doing it to make sure that this girl is the real deal and not after some quick cash." My brothers hand slaps me between my shoulder blades, almost making me stumble forward…almost, but not quite. I give him my infamous glare, wanting them both to go away. Any more of this nonsense and I will be late getting to Lee's house. I can only imagine how her father would react then…

I wrench on the door knob, forcefully walking out the house. There was a time when I could hardly accept my siblings, now I only sometimes wish they would die; this moment being one of those times.

"I am leaving, now." If they did not obey it, then I was going to have to revert back to old times where I would just stare at them till they left me alone. I had long since never laid a harmful hand to either of them, and I was not going to start again; that may have been a bad idea, now I know that they tease me purposefully. Their laughter follows me all the way down to the garage, mocking me aside the words they threw at my back.

"Go get her! Who the man? You the man!" I hate my brother.

"Remember to wear safety, lover boy!" I really hate my sister.

"When you cop a feel, don't forget to have an excuse!" Screw it, I really hate them both.

I abandon them, my bike pulling out smoothly and leaving them far behind in moments. Temari did have a point, as painful as it is to admit it to myself; I can not have people seeing Lees bare legs…I can only hope that the dress she chose is not going to be too revealing.

(Lee P.O.V.)

"Oh, come on, Pup! Get your ass out here!"

"I WILL HEAR NO DISRESPECTFUL LANGUAGE IN MY HOME, KIBA!"

"Da-, darn…I thought he was in the kitchen."

"He is."

"Then how did he hear me?"

"Because you have a loud voice."

"…Wait a second…you're insulting me, aren't you?"

"You will never know."

"Tenten, admit it! This is taking a lot longer than it should!"

I can hear Tentens sight through the bathroom door. I have been leaning against it for the past thirty minutes. Two days ago, when I had first chosen this dress, I thought that it would be perfect, but now…it just does not feel like 'me'. Looking into the mirror again, I sigh in defeat; I had tried so hard, even having both Kiba and Tenten come over to help…Tenten must have seen this ahead of time; I had always believed that doing the hair and makeup came after putting the dress on. Instead, I had been tackled onto the chair not two feet from me right now, almost painful attention being applied to me. When the torture had ended, the dress that we had chosen for this night had been shoved into my arms, and then I had been left alone in this room.

Looking at how I appeared in this dress, I do not think I plan on leaving this room until everyone has left.

"Gai! Do we have anything that will get Pup out of the bathroom!?" I hear Kiba shout. The kitchen is down the stairs closer to the back door than to my room, which is up the stairs that are closer to the front door. I still wish he would not shout, my father is not hard of hearing.

"YOSH! I HAVE THE EXACT THING THAT SHALL COERCE MY MOST BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER FROM HIDING!"

Then again, my own father does not have to be so loud either. Poor Kiba, father is rubbing off on him.

"IT SHALL BE FINISHED BY 10!"

…That is the time Gaara is supposed to pick me up…he is trying to make sure that I do not see Gaara again! Sometimes, I can not understand my father, he is much too confusing. Surely he sees that Gaara treats me well, had he not already approved? Why is he still trying to stop us from dating each other? An hour or so earlier, he had been speaking to me through my bedroom door, believing that he could only see me when my attire was complete, telling me that I could change my mind. He had promised that, if I did so, he would make sure that Gaara did not come in. I had almost felt hurt when I had heard the hopeful tone in his voice. Had I not heard him fumbling with the camera, I could believe that he was entirely against our relationship. But I do know that, somewhere in his mind, he accepts us entirely. It was in the way he had not killed Gaara earlier for having met with me in the park.

My entire body becomes tense as I hear knocking from downstairs. No, it could not be that late, could it? Surely, it is just a visitor.

"Tenten, what time is it?" I hope I do not sound as desperate.

"Oh, only 9:45, why? Did you forget that Gaara would be coming?"

In all honesty, I had. How strange, since I was just thinking of how father said he would turn him away at the door had I wished. If Gaara is here…then-

"Hey, I have a great idea! What if I call him up here? I bet he could get Pup out of there."

I know that my eyes have become wider than should be possible by how much more light floods my vision. If Gaara comes up here…and wants to get me out of the bathroom…then there will be bloodshed and someone just may die. The bloodshed would be between Gaara, Kiba and Gai, and I will be the one to die of embarrassment. I do not like this prediction of chaos, just because of how possible it is.

I slam the door open in my rush to leave the room behind. I grab the white sandals that will bring my attire together; we had tried heels earlier, and I had quickly met the floor. We had decided that the sandals that would clip around my ankles, and were safely without heels, would be best for me.

"I am out! See? I am ready to go!" To prove my point, I give them the 'good girl pose'.

Tenten and Kiba stare at me, faces blank but focused, making me feel uncomfortable. Surely, I did not look that bad…right? I squirmed under their gazes, looking to the floor. They are my friends, so I know that they will say nothing about it if the dress makes me look terrible-

"Damn, Pup! If I weren't gay, I'd fight that redhead for you all over again!"

"KIBA! HAVE I NOT TOLD YOU TO WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!?"

Kiba does not even acknowledge my fathers question, so entirely focused. I feel the heat creep up my face at his statement, growing even more with both of their prolonged stares. Does that mean that they think that I look okay?

"Oh, Lee…you look beautiful." I look at Tenten carefully, making sure that she is not joking, though I know she would never joke about such a thing as this.

She stands up from my bed where she and Kiba had been sitting, pulling me into a tight hug. My breath squeezes from my lungs with the strength of her embrace, but I smile anyway, returning the hug full force. Kiba smiles and makes a sound of agreement to Tenten's statement, making more joy bubble up inside of me.

"Do you guys really think so?"

In front of me, just standing from the bed, Kiba snorted. "Of course we don't. we know you look sexy. That redhead better be grateful for what he has, or else we'll all be hunting his ass down."

I giggle at that, rubbing at the heat spreading over my face. For a moment, Kiba, who had walked up to us, looked as if he were about to ruffle my hair as he had on so many other occasions; I stood still so that he could do so. Before he could even touch me, Tenten was growling at him, pulling me away from the touch.

"Kiba, don't you dare mess with her hair. We have no time to redo it if you screw it up."

I stare at her with wide eyes. I had completely forgotten the time Tenten had put into doing my hair; which I still think took a ridiculous amount of time, no matter how appreciative of the gesture I had been. My hair was so short, what could have been done with it? Tenten had known what to do with it. I had not thought that such a thing could be done, but it had happened.

Kiba directs a pout at her, looking put down. I would comfort him if not for Tenten holding me away.

"It's not like it was hard to do! You just put some curls in it, trimmed a little and there it was! It'll fall back into place the moment I'm done messing with it!"

"I am not taking your word for it." Tenten pointed a threatening finger straight into his face. "I am taking no chances."

I pull myself from Tenten and hug Kiba. In a tux of his own, he looks quite handsome; I am sure that he will knock Shino right off of his feet! "It is alright, Kiba; I am sure that she will not hurt you."

"NO! I HAVE ALLOWED YOU INTO OUR HOME, YOU SHALL HAVE TO GO THROUGH ME IF YOU WISH TO SEE HER NOW BEFORE SHE MAKES HER DYNAMIC ENTRANCE! AS A LADY, SHE IS ENTITLED TO WALKING DOWN THE STAIRS BY HERSELF! YOU SHALL RECEIVE NO SPECIAL TREATMENT THEN EVEN SHINO! HE HAS BEEN WAITING MUCH LONGER THAN YOU HAVE AND HAS YET TO FUSS!"

Kiba burst out in laughter and Tenten placed a hand over her mouth to try and stifle her own giggles. I glared at them; this was not funny. This was just wrong. I grab Kiba's hand, pulling him out of my room, leaving Tenten to follow.

"We need to get going now, before father tries to fight with Gaara again."

Kiba finally gained control of humor. He moved ahead of me and blocked my way, smirking down at me. I look up at him in confusion and frustration.

"Kiba, we have to get going. What are you doing?"

Tenten managed to get in front of us, Kiba having allowed her to pass while still blocking me. I just could not understand what they were up to.

"Didn't ya hear your pop, Pup? He said we need a dynamic entrance. How can we have one of those if we just walk down the stairs like an everyday thing?"

My head snaps toward Tenten, who was already at the top of the stairs, I can see her shoulders shaking; my heart falls to a very dark place.

"Tenten, what are you going to say? Tenten! Whatever you are about to say, I beg of you! Do not-"

At the third step, where I know she would be able to see the occupants below, she does not even acknowledge me. I do not even have time to stop her before a hand is clamped over my mouth. Kiba is watching her with evil enjoyment in her eyes. What is she going to say!? She disappears from sight and I am fighting Kibas grip. I know I must stop her-

"And now, I present the sexy beasts you two will be taking to the dance! If either of them come to me, crying or upset or molested, I will take your little helper and shove it somewhere where the sun does not shine!"

"TENTEN, DO NOT USE SUCH UNYOUTHFUL LANGUAGE! If you wish to make subtle threats, you must first learn where your prey lives, and then threaten them privately so that they have no proof that you were involved in any 'accident' that befalls them."

"You have a point, Gai. You two keep that in mind while you have my friends with you alone, okay? And now, for their entrance! Kiba, why don't you shove Lee down here so that she doesn't run away?"

"YOSH!"

I was indeed fighting Kibas grip, not to stop Tenten now, but to escape back into my room. Why did I never buy locks for my door? I do not think I will leave my room for a while now… since when has Tenten been so crude? I would have expected such language from Kiba. I was forcefully shoved to the top of the stairs, before I managed to give Kiba my best puppy dog stare.

"Kiba, if you shove me down the stairs, I will fall. You should let me walk myself down." I almost thought that it worked, and then he smiles, his stare not on me, but behind me; I suddenly have this horrible feeling.

'Please do not be Gaara, please do not be Gaara, please to do not be-'

"MY BABY GIRL HAS BLOSSOMED INTO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMAN! I CAN HARDLY CONTAIN MY JOY!"

Courtesy of the hug my father pulls me into, I feel my ribs creak. Surely, that is not a good thing; the only thing worse than that is my father then carrying me down the stairs in that same embrace. As much as I squirm and plead, I am ignored; even past the third step where I know that I have been revealed, I still wish that he would let me escape back to my room. Kiba and Tenten are my friends, what if they were lying to not hurt my feelings? Walking behind us, I give my best glare at Kibas smug expression. Why do they torture me so?

When I am put down at the foot of the stairs, I know there is no chance of me running back up them. For a moment, I stare at Kiba as he walks around us and goes up to Shino. I guess Shino had decided to forego the corsage, I had wondered if he would or not. It is the most adorable thing to watch as they would welcome each other; full of nuzzling (on Kibas part) and touches (Shino). I only watch for that moment, though; any longer and it would feel as if I were violating a private moment. Stealing myself against whatever may happen, I peek out the corner of my eyes at my redhead. I turn fully towards him when concern overcomes my insecurity; he looks as if he is running a fever-…no…is he…?

(Gaara P.O.V.)

…damn…I was not prepared for this. Maybe this is why so many people end up having sex on prom night; just because of how beautiful their dates are. I had known that she would look better than usual, but I had underestimated just how much she would shock me. Unable, and unwilling, to stop myself, I start a slow examination of her from the tip of the white sandals on her feet to the tip of her now-retro bob. By the time I start a second time at her feet, I can see the red blush everywhere. She is going to cause me trouble tonight; I will have to keep an extremely careful eye to make sure that no one but me molests her.

"Ahem, I think you're supposed to give her the corsage, boy genius." I snap out of the world where there is only me and what I could do to Lee to scowl at her best friends, both of them watching us with humor in their features.

"Yes, I am sure that you are done RAPING MY DAUGHTER WITH YOUR EYES!"

I do not even dignify the older man with my attention. Instead, I walk up to Lee, now shyly staring at the ground; it is too cute to say no to. Shaping my lips over her, I savor the spicy taste that defines her, running my tongue over the soft, delicate flesh. She sighs into my mouth, instantly leaning into me and wrapping both of her arms around my shoulders, as if she has forgotten already of her friends and father being witness to this moment. I can take pride in how I can get her to forget about modesty. She is just too precious for me to lie and say that I would not do anything for her. She does not need to know that I am willing to do anything for her right now, even go to the prom without saying a single crude statement, which I can feel coming on.

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? STOP MOLESTING MY DAUGHTER!"

A hand captures my shoulders, pulling with more force than necessary. Her arms are ripped from my shoulders by the power placed into the separation, and I almost growl at her father. Damn him, he should know that I find it difficult to resist spicy flavors by now, he had walked in on us on a few more occasions than was necessary to realize that.

"Hey, Red, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Without even waiting for my answer, I am pushed into a separate room by the brunette man Lee has identified as 'gay', Lee staring after me with wide, shocked eyes and fingers pressed gently to her lips. I would not mind touching those lips again, she tastes delectable.

When I can not see her for the wall separating us, I turn to the other man, irritated by her friends and fathers constant bugging. I know that I have a bad reputation, but this was just ridiculous. She was not fragile, she could stand for herself; I may hurt her at one point, but it would never be on purpose. Damn it, she was my first kiss; I am not likely to suddenly turn my back on her. Besides that, with how easily she took down Neji earlier, she could most likely teach me a lesson all on her own. Why are all of these people guarding her like a nonexistent breeze could knock her over?

"Hey, listen, kay?"

I wait for him to begin. As much as I do not care for the prom, I would rather be on my way there with Lee than back here speaking to another person likely going to tell me that he will kick my ass should I harm her. I had already proven to this boy that I am stronger than him, he should not bark so loud when his bite is so weak. When he stares at me with impatience, I scowl.

"What?" I will admit that my tone is sharp, but this has passed the point of annoyance and became 'troublesome' as I often hear Temari's boyfriend put it.

What I did not expect was having a hand clapped on my back as my brother does so often, a smile on the brunettes face. "Yeah, I'm sure you've heard enough times that I don't have to repeat them threatening ya. So, just pretend that I gave you the whole speech, kay?" He pulled his hand from my shoulder, looking past me as if he could see something I do not. I do not dare turn my back on him. "I've never seen her act like a school girl before, ya know? Yeah, I know she is a school girl, but she acted more like a tomboy than anything else. I'll admit, I was kinda scared that someone would come along and play her; the girl needs the kind of love that you can only get from someone you can fall in love with. She's naïve in her own way; she wants to help everyone, but she have done anything to help someone else. It pissed me off the number of times she was ignored, as if they thought she was nothing special, but then I was happy that no one was trying to bring her down." He chuckled, and my eyes narrowed; where was this going? "When you found her first on Friday, I was kinda jealous; she always came to us, ya know? Suddenly you come along and rock her world, and we all are growing around you in her heart." He took a deep breath. "I guess, what I'm trying to say, is that you can get her to do anything you wanted with how you have her loving you; and, yeah, she loves you. I don't have any idea why she does, you are the last thing I expected she would have as a boyfriend. And it's terrifying, 'cause I don't trust you enough to not use her, but I trust you enough to make sure that no one else uses her."

I snort, my eyes closing as I shake my head at his stupidity. I can hear him growl, and I know he has misunderstood my humor. I look at him, amazed at his slowness. "What do you mean? I can get her to do anything I wished? She loves me?" I take a step closer, just so I can show the now furiously-colored boy how little I feared him, and just how true my next words were going to be. "She has had me wrapped around her little finger since I first had her in my arms. She is not my slave, she is my master; I would sit and bark if that is what she wished; anything to have her skin flush and her eyes laugh at me. Would she want for it, I would every coin in my bank account to bring her joy; I would allow her to hit me with no retribution. I would leave another unharmed if that is what was her wish." My declaration has startled him, I can tell by the parted mouth and the constant blinking of his eyes. I smirk at his dumbfounded expression. "If she loves me, then I am obsessed with her."

Walking away from him, I continue out of the room till I am with her again. I can only laugh in my mind at her look of weary concern. She would not know if it was a verbal, or physical, war that had just occurred in her kitchen, but that's fine. I watch as the emotions turn to confusion when she sees her friend walk out of the room after me. Looking at his face, he looks like I may have shocked him into his own little world; that could be bad if everyone got the idea that I had-

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HIM!? I WILL NOT STAND FOR ABUSE IN MY HOME!"

-misunderstood his expression…damn it. Without replying, I grab Lee's hand and drag her out of there. I am willing to do anything for her; had she asked, I would have told her exactly what I had told her friend, but I would not have stayed another moment in the same room as her father when he becomes insanely furious at me.

"Gaara, what did you tell Kiba?" I sit down on my bike, leaning back so that she can get into her spot in front of me. Her dress is so short…it would ride up with the speed I use on this bike. It's only okay if I see her in hidden places, only when she reveals them to me; I'll will murder before I let others see her like this. Absentmindedly, I put the bloody corsage (that still made no sense to me) on her wrist with one hand, shrugging out of my tux jacket with my other shoulder and arm. She sits down in front of me, just as it felt right to do, and then wiggled for a moment. I know that she came to the same conclusion that my sister had first came to by the way her face falls in horror.

"I am…most definitely not used to this." She sits up slightly to tug at the dress, trying to pull it back down. "I think that I may have to go back inside and grab a pair of pants. I can put those one until it is time to get off of the bike again…" She blinks at the jacket I offer her before looking up at me with a grateful expression in her eyes. I am surprised that her father has not followed us outside; for her to walk back in would most likely excite him into thinking that she has denied me, or that I have hurt her feelings within the few minutes we had been out here. She takes the jacket and spreads it over her lap, carefully tucking it underneath her legs so it would not fly away. I watch as a length of smooth, tan legs disappear under the black cloth; I wish now more than ever that she was behind me, just so I can feel those legs against my thighs. "Thank you, Gaara."

She leans back against my chest, turning her head toward me. With no more hints needed, I lean forward and kiss her again. Gods, she is so addicting. I could just live off of her unique flavor, it's unforgettable…

"Hey, love birds! We'd like to go to the dance 'cause, ya know, that is what we're dressed for. Would you two like to move the bike out and meet us there, ya know, because you're both dressed for it to?" I can hate her friends just as much as I hate my siblings interferences. I can hope that that dog-lover meets a terrible accident; but that would mean that I would be subject to Lee's tears again…damn it, what the hell did I do wrong to get such shitty reception in this life? I lose with everything…well, not everything.

Wrapping one arm around Lee for a quick embrace, I quickly start the bike and put both hands on the handles, speeding out of the parking spot before her father or the other girl could come out and see what we were busy doing. I am tempted to skip the prom and just rest at our moon-watching spot; but it might be best to show the other students of the school what they have given up without even fighting for it.

----At The Prom ---- (Third P.O.V.)

'For an hour and a half, they had sat there, watching the others dance. Lee had never once danced before in her life, she did not want to Gaara down by stepping on him constantly. Amazingly, the silence between them had not been tense, or even forced. They were just quiet, watching the others laugh and move to the beat. Lee had nearly been dragged onto the dance floor on one too many occasions; no one was used to seeing her so…girly. Suddenly, she had a lot of admirers, and had no idea how to say no to them. She refused to admit that she was happy that Gaara did. Kiba and Shino themselves had tried to drag her away; not to far after that, Naruto had came up and tried to drag them both up, only leaving when he was pulled away by the Uchiha that used to hang around with Neji. Lee was startled to learn that they were now going out. As happy as she was that Gaara's friend had found love, she was upset for Hinata. Poor girl…she had loved Naruto so much. No wonder Lee could not see her in the crowds, no matter how hard she looked.

Not only were there men willing to steal her away, there were girls more than willing to flirt with Gaara. Lee would smile when they came to their table, fully aware that Gaara was not going to acknowledge their advances. Neji had tried to pull this trick on her, she was not going to fall for it twice. Especially since, when either sex approached the table, Lee was suddenly part of a very heated embrace. There were a few different times in that hour and a half where teachers watching over the dance, to make sure that nothing went out of control, told them to calm down, or leave. On those occasions, Lee had grabbed Gaara to make sure that he did not walk out of the front door. Despite not having danced yet, Lee refused to leave. The environment was so hyper and wired, for her to just get up and leave. An instinct that went deeper than common sense told her that she was waiting for something. After that hour and a half, she found what had been missing. She knew this song, she knew it by heart…

("You Found Me" by Kelly Clarkson)

Is this a dream?

If it is

Please don't wake me from this high

I'd become comfortably numb

Until you opened up my eyes

To what it's like

When everything's right

I can't believe

A hand appeared in front of her face, startling her because she could not believe that Gaara had let someone come so close while she had lolled into her own little world. She was less startled when she discovered that it was Gaara. With no thought of her terrible dancing, she accepted the offer. She may not dance often, if not ever, but she knew this song in her heart; maybe her body knew it well enough too.

You found me

When no one else was lookin'

How did you know just where I would be?

Yeah, you broke through

All of my confusion

The ups and the downs

And you still didn't leave

I guess that you saw what nobody could see

You found me

She was pulled gently onto the crowded floor, where others had begun to, either slow dance, or grind to the song. The redhead placed a hand to her hip, lacing his other hand with hers, as he pulled her securely against him. Lee found herself staring up into eyes reminiscent to the calm ocean; so very beautiful that it drew her in until she wished that she could just float in them. She placed one hand on his shoulder, thinking at the last-second of how others would place themselves when they were about to begin dancing.

So, here we are

That's pretty far

When you think of where we've been

No going back

I'm fading out

All that has faded me within

You're by my side

Now everything's fine

I can't believe

The first step they took, Lee stumbled over Gaaras ankel, blushing with shame as she did so. Maybe her body did not know how to dance to this song… Looking back up into his eyes, she became determined to at least try. She had never given up on anything before, she was hardly going to desert the prom because she could not dance. It had been her idea in the first place to come, she was going to follow through with it. A whispered 'Yosh' went through her mind as she turned her eyes to watch their feet as they began moving again. Five steps later, Gaara stopped them, and she could not blame him. Even if she had not stepped on him this time, the silence had finally became awkward.

You found me

When no one else was lookin'

How did you know just where I would be?

Yeah, you broke through

All of my confusion

The ups and the downs

And you still didn't leave

He leaned forward, brushing his lips over her ear. "Do you trust me?"

Lee looked up with utmost conviction, entirely sure of her answer. "Of course." His eyes smiled at her even as his lips turned up into a lewd smirk.

"Then follow me, and don't look down."

As she worked to listen to the command, her gaze kept slipping down, wanting to make sure that she was not about to step on him or anyone close to them. After the third time, Gaara stopped them again. Lee stared over his shoulder, cheeks again colored with embarrassment. She was not ready to give up, but this was not going as smoothly as she would have hoped.

"Lee."

She whipped her eyes to stare into his again, caught off guard by the sensual whisper. The redhead leaned in until their lips were so close, she could feel the heat that radiated from them. For a moment, she thought they were going to kiss, but she always forgot how Lee liked to torture her. She told herself to remember that once she saw the wicked light that entered his eyes.

"Do not look away; do not think. Do you understand?" She nodded, not sure if she would have been able to do either even if he had not asked her to. It was difficult to remember where they were with him so close, but not quite touching their lips together. Her grip tightened on his hand, her other hand taking a looser hold on his shoulder. Then, they finally began to dance; moving so easily, it were as if they had been partners for so much longer the truth. Their hips swayed together and their feet moved them in perfect circles, Lee falling into natural twirls before being pulled back to the redhead.

I guess that you saw what nobody could see

You found me

For long moments, the only dancing that happened was the press of their hips together, both of Lee's arms slipping around his shoulders as both of his came around her waist. Still, her eyes could not leave his; she could not remember if she had blinked since having been ordered to look into the beautiful orbs. She was hardly aware whenever Gaara would make a sudden turn, pulling them away from approaching strangers. The point that she began to realize that others wishing to dance with them was when she could hear Kiba's growl of 'jackass' as she was swayed away. It was difficult to be upset, so she decided that she would reprimand him for it later, when he did not look so smug, but so focused on her. It was difficult to pay attention when he looked with such attention to her, not looking away from her as she did not look away from him. He leaned down till their lips were just barely pressed against the others; his eyes reaching half-mast.

"Keep singing; what you lack in dancing skills, you make up for with your voice."

She had not been aware of beginning to sing, but, even as her attention was brought to it, she could not stop. She did not want to stop, just because he looked as if he were falling asleep standing up. It looked so cute that she could not help but lean in the millionth of an inch separating them, cutting off her own voice in favor of having his lips against hers.'

And I was hiding

'Til you came along

And showed me where I belong

You found me

When no one else was lookin'

How did you know?

For a moment, they were just like that; standing near the outskirts of the dance floor, closer to the tables than anything else, and the dance continued on with them gone; their moment of love only seen by five other people: Naruto and Sasuke, who stood closer to the balcony, Naruto not one for slow songs and Sasuke just not caring about it at all, were witness to the occurrence. Naruto cat-whistled, despite not being able to be heard over the music and chatter, and Sasuke rolled his eyes. Kiba and Shino stood by the table full of food, watching with opposing expressions of scowls and acceptance, both unable to hate their love, but wanting to protect Lee. Hidden in the branches of a tree outside of another balcony window, Lee's father was weeping; even he knew that they were inseparable now.

You found me

When no one else was lookin'

How did you know just where I would be?

Yeah, you broke through

All of my confusion

The ups and the downs

And you still didn't leave

I guess that you saw what nobody could see

You found me

When they separated, it was not the need of air that made them part, but the emotions that made it difficult for them to breathe when they were connected at the lips to each other. Lee removed one arm from Gaara to place a finger disbelievingly to her own lips, before looking back up at Gaara with awe.

"I think you were saying something…?" She did not want to get this wrong; that could be the end of her if she did. Gaara nodded, his eyes grave with how serious he was.

"I was." He leaned down, brushing his lips over her forehead. "Do you know what I was saying?"

Lee looked up at him, waiting until he met her eyes. There was an edge of desperation in them; pain that came with always being alone haunting the blue-green color of them. She brushed her fingers over his lips, staring directly into those haunted orbs.

"You were saying the same thing that I was saying…" She leaned forward this time, that way her lips were next to his ear for once. "I love you." She was held there, unable to retreat a step as Gaara nuzzled his head into her shoulder.

"I would kill for you." Lee chuckled, feeling something wet in her eyes, but ignoring it. She wasn't sad, so it was not important.

"I am not sure if that is a good thing…" Lips drifted over her collar bone.

"It's the truth. It's the strangest thing, because this was the shortest love story I have ever heard of."

Lee smiled, stroking his hair. "I have heard of shorter; it is called 'love at first sight'." Against her neck, Gaara snorted.

"That is not love, that is lust. We had no such thing as 'love at first sight.'" Lee was held securely against him as he raised his head only enough to meet her eyes. "This is going to last for as long as I can get away with you not realizing the mistake you made." He stoked a thumb over her hip bone, making her shiver. "Because you were mine from the first moment I held you, and you're going to be mine till the last time I can molest you."

Lee laughed, her eyes dancing with laughter and warmth. "That was almost poetic…and then you had to mention molesting me. I had almost thought you were being a gentleman." Gaara smirked.

"I'm Sabaku no Gaara; gentlemen and I do not even share the same room." His smirk became lewd enough that Lee flushed. "You should have seen all of those 'gentlemen' squirm when I came into their presence. I terrify men like that away. If you're hoping for a gentlemen, then you lost your chance." He nipped at the column of her throat. "I chose you, and I'm not letting you get away."

Lee shivered under the attention. She still smiled though, raising one eyebrow at Gaara's statement. "Who said…" she began, placing a quick kiss on the tattoo on his forehead. "that I would let you get away?"

(You found me)

(When no one else was lookin')

You found me

(How did you know just where I would be?)

You broke through

All of my confusion

The ups and the downs

And you still didn't leave

I guess that you saw what nobody could see

The good and the bad

And the things in between

You found me

The dance continued around them, the outer world ignoring them in their smaller realm. Even four of the five watching them turned away; nothing about the swaying two demanding their attention, though the blonde had to be hit upside the forehead to get him to stop the smooching impressions. In their small bubble, Lee and Gaara could care less about what was going on around them; they were very happy with being ignored. That is…until another teacher on watch came and told them that they had to leave, no longer to stand their indecent behavior. They left willingly, but not until after Gaara cast an exasperated look over his shoulder to a maple tree outside the balcony one over from where Naruto and Sasuke were sitting. It was true love, when he could at least pretend to tolerate Lee's father. It was desperate, needy love when he was more than willing to put up with him just so Lee would be happy. It was utmost daring and stupid when he smirked at Lee's father, licking at his lips in an explaining way. It was hilarious to listen to the group of girls sitting close to the open balcony doors scream as a strange man dressed in tight, green clothes leaped into the building from the tree outside, looking ready to kill. It was even better luck that Gaara and Lee escaped before her father could begin screaming at the redhead, one of them confused and the other smug as they raced to his bike. Hours later, having been sitting innocently at their moon-watching spot, Lee still could not Gaara to tell her what he had done. It was very distracting when he kept kissing her like that…