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Paste your document here..."Gaara, why were you running before?"

He froze. What should he tell this man? If he was honest would this kind stranger judge him too? Would he see things from Gaara's pursuers point of view, and want him dead too? His head flooded with questions that made his stomach flip.

"It can't be that bad, please tell me.." Lee pleaded softly, worry for the young boy practically radiating from him.

Looking up into midnight eyes, Gaara decided to tell him the truth. It was the least he could do for him after the man had been so kind.

Swirling the contents of the bowl with his chopsticks, he started, keeping his gaze on his lap.

"W-well... My mother died when I was born, I'm not sure what happened, but I was told it was my fault, that it was because I'm a monster. My father probably couldn't forgive me, I think that's why he let them take me away..."

Gaara's eyes began to water as he mentioned his fathers betrayal, he wouldn't allow himself to cry though.

Sniffing, he carried on, "The people who took me away experimented on us, others like me were locked in there too. They wanted to see if 'my kind' could overpower, or cause a threat to them. I don't know why they think we would.."

Stopping, he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, clearing any gathering tears.

Taking a shaky breath he continued, "Some of us started to rebel, they didn't want to be hurt anymore."

A single tear rolled down Gaara's cheek. "They labelled us all dangerous, so they did what they thought would solve it and started to exterminate us. My friend helped me escape. He told me to run, so I did. I thought he was behind me, but when I turned to look for him, he wasn't there. There was a man with a gun. I ran into this town to hide, and that's where you found me.."

The boy practically curled into himself, waiting on the rage he expected.

Hearing shuffling as the elder rose, he clamped his eyes shut, preparing for pain. When he felt nothing he looked up to the other, confusion and relief clear in his watery, blue eyes.

The others expression broke Lee's heart. With out realising, he was now kneeling right next to the boy, arms moving to wrap around the small frame in front of him.

Pulling him near into his lap, the tanned male rested his head on the shorters, stroking his hair soothingly.

The younger let a small, broken sob shake his thin frame, not used to the affection he was being shown.

"Shh Gaara, don't cry. I'll keep you safe. I promise, it'll be ok." the taller rubbed gentle circles on the others back, wanting nothing more than to fix the poor boy in his arms.

"W-why?" Gaara looked up in to the others eyes again, this time searching.

"I... I don't really know. I just feel like I need to..." Lee looked past the fox in his lap, out into the nights scenery behind his home.

Why was he promising an almost complete stranger so much? Why had he brought him home?

It was clearly dangerous from what Gaara had told him about his past..

Thinking about what the redhead had told him, he continued to draw circles on the others back, tracing his fingers lightly.

"It isn't your fault Gaara." the elder spoke, more aloud than to the other man.

Realising what he had said and noticing he hadn't received a reply, he looked down to the boy, smiling when he saw the red messy bangs cuddled against his chest, the boys hands tangled in the elders shirt almost instinctively.

Pulling the boy closer to lift him, he caught the scent of strawberries.

Chuckling lightly at the irony of the shampoo's scent, he lifted the feather-light body into his arms.

Making a mental note to feed the boy as much as possible, Lee carried the boy out of the room, along the hallway, up the large staircase and into a room at the end of the next hall.

Attempting to silently pull back the thick covers, the tanned male lay the smaller down gently on the bed.

Noticing the boys vise like grip still clamped down on his shirt, the man tried to slide Gaara's hands off.

Freezing as the redhead began to stir, he settled for waiting until the boy let go himself. How long could it take?

Shifting so he was more comfortable, the taller yawned quietly.

It had been an eventful day to say the least, and all the new information added to this had been a lot to cope with.

Yawning again, Lee slid down the pillow he had been leaning on a little more, now nearly lying down.

His eyes felt heavy and all he honestly wanted was a couple of hours sleep, his sleeping guest wasn't letting go though.

Blinking a few times, he let his eyes drift to a gradual close. It couldn't hurt to rest his eyes for now, right?

Lying down fully, the beds soft material all but swallowed his tired body, dragging him closer to his poorly fought off slumber. His breathing became deeper until he finally fell into a deep asleep.

Oopsies?

*~Gaa POV~*

Yawning quietly, Gaara nuzzled closer to the inviting heat to his side.

Sighing in contentment he settled to go back to sleep, he'd been really enjoying his dream; he'd been in Lee's nice safe home, rather than running from a murder.

Furrowing his non-existent brows, Gaara noticed his pillow wasn't as plush as most tend to be. On top of that... Why was it moving?

Shifting to where he assumed he was looking at the ceiling, the little redhead slowly opened his eyes, using the back of his hand to rub gently at them.

After they had adjusted enough to allow him to make out most of the room, he turned to look down at his pillow, eyes nearly popping from his head to find his saviour.

Attempting to wriggle away, the pale boy was shocked yet again to realise Lee's left arm had him in an iron tight hold around his waist.

The latter, stirring due to Gaara's sudden movement, tightened his grip almost protectively around the boy.

Yawning again, the small male realised he stood no chance of getting free.

Besides Lee was warm, and Gaara hated to be cold.

Sighing at his own weakness, Gaara lay back down and curled up to Lee's body, near purring at the satisfying heat that swiftly entrapped his body.

Closing his eyes he breathed in, the distinct scent of Lee and his aftershave invading his senses, sleep quickly dragging him from consciousness.

Oh well.

Please feel free to point out any spelling or grammar mistakes! c:

I'm still not 100% sure where I'm going with this (I dunno if it should be a sibling like relationship or a relationship o.O) so I'm sorry if it seems confusing!

Also I dunno how often I'll be updating cause I have GCSE exams to do now, yay..

Anywho's hope you enjoyed~

~Beyond Sanity~