Naruto Fic: Diplomatic Relations
Diesiciete Party
Here is the next! Enjoy ^ _ ^
There is a step change in this short chapter, compared to the prior (excluding side story). Remember, this is Lee's POV, so perhaps is a little affected at times.
Disclaimer: Naruto is the brainchild of Kishimoto-sama, and I'm worth. Just borrowed the characters and situations in the manga, and make no money on it.
Party ---
diesiciete: Seven Days
Lee was halfway between fifteen percent rise hundreds diesicéis when a movement to his left made him look up. Gaara was camiing for him to deliberate step. Very deliberate. Lee's movements became slower, his arms held her body straight as a sword without any conscious effort to twelve inches off the ground as he looked closer to the Kazekage.
Gaara stood a few feet from him, folded his arms sternly and said - what do you want? -
Lee stood up as fast as he could, which was faster than a blink could Shinobi - What? Nothing! I said nothing. Right? -
Gaara stared at him, and Lee re-read the situation. The question had been completely sharp, but there was no aggression behind it. Gaara wanted to say it as a sincere question.
"Excuse me, what do you mean? - Asked Lee, a poDecree intimate than anything else.
was a secret, in a way. Do not argue with anyone, or between them. Lee had learned pretty quickly that Gaara would need a few days before you want to talk about what had happened, or possibly repeat. His friend, lover-boyfriend-now need to internalize this. Every aspect needed to think, take some control over that. It was his nature. However, Lee did not care to take a time-out to accept it, seeing how he had stood still with his mouth open and her cheeks a solid red when a particular detail suddenly turned to him.
At least Gaara had stopped to meditate gloomily, although that might not have anything to do with Leeat all, and everything to do with the fact that staff had been recovered Gaara misguided attempt to protect him and force him to rest, and buried him under a small avalanche of paperwork and duties booster instead. A busy Gaara Gaara was a less grumpy. And there was more than enough work around.
For example, there was all the information a cranky Sunakagure Kankuro was sending for analysis. The Jounin of the Sand had been out for a month at this time, and looked to be pregnant for a few weeks in a foreign and hostile territory to hunt down faint contests of the Hidden Sound village to use it vanished when they reached . The tone of his resportes was volviendthat sex was the only thing they share. Lee had been rehearsing that speech in his head for three days, ever since he left the house of Gaara that first time, and was quite proud of it. It had been clear, more concise than Gaara seemed to be suggesting, and very positive. Gaara had listened patiently and agreed with him, to the relief of Lee. Then they ended up in bed again and things had become breathless and strange and sticky again.
Lee's speech was pretty slick, but thinking back, surely should have left some unanswered questions in the mind of a young man who had no experience or interest in this kind of human interaction before. Gaara should have thought about it, and then had gone in search of Lee so that you fill the gaps. Fortunately, training camps where Lee had been working were empty at that hour of the day, especially with the whole unit A and a few others, attending Kankuro in your hunt.
Lee was caught somewhat by surprise, but crossed his arms over his chest and nodded sagely. This was, in fact, very promising on many levels. Therefore, the contribution had seemed to approach Gaara always boiled to his intense desire to not hurt Lee. Perhaps his physical intimacy had helped ease that fear and now he was thinking beyond that.
"What I want ... -
Lee took his tiegiven a pat on the back, Gaara said "But we did all that when we were friends too," Lee hesitated
Yes. Yes, we did, but that's not-I mean, we're still friends, as well as, um ... -
looked around. Still no sign of anyone, but the evening was falling, the Shinobi who stayed in the village would be displayed for your daily workout soon - ... as a couple, "added Lee slowly, and felt as if he had roared over the rooftops.
Gaara began to frown - So what more do you want?
"I told you ... -
" You said that sex was not all. What - More? We are a couple, "So what do I mean? What makes peoplea relationship? -
Lee Gaara had taught the words for "this new type of bond." Gaara But having got used to them so naturally, without any doubt or shyness, and in the middle of the villa-
malditaa
The moderate wave of panic was short in the process of Lee and what went in fits of His mouth was so that if Gaara hibiese hibiese asked that a year ago and had thought vaguely Lee Sakura-san and respond.
- I do not know! Gifts, holding hands, flowers, quotes ... Er, no, no flowers. Definitely not-
flowers flowers Sakura-san had been the only ray of light trembling in the dark period after his injury six years ago. Lee had decided tothen the day she agrees to go out with him, would bring the biggest bouquet in Konoha as recognition and commemoration. But things had changed, oh wow, things really had changed, and now the idea of giving flowers to Gaara was as ridiculous as, well, like the idea of giving flowers to Lee Gaara. And the notion of walking through the town shyly holding hands ... even Lee could not make your mind can imagine, it was just too surreal. Samples
affection
-Gaara said thoughtfully, looking at the distant bulwark. It sounded as if the sentence had read somewhere before, and only now have realized where it fits into your life.
"Yes. But do not worry about that, Lee took a deep breathand let him out, "Gaara, did I give you some impression in recent days that I want more of what we're doing now? -
" No, "Gaara, with his eyes still light contemplative" Sometimes a little shocked or surprised , but most of the time seem to be enjoying-
Then Lee looked away and thought he saw a flash of something uncertain and uncomfortable in the position of Gaara before the return-control But I can not be sure. I know how to fight, I can read your anger or your fear, but this ... I do not understand it well enough, do not understand completolo you feel and why you feel this way. It may not be able to tell if you are unhappy,
Lee reminded that Distat KazekageI had met a year ago, away from people and emotions around, content to defend and let Suna justify its existence. This man was not particularly concerned about the happiness of anyone, much less their own, as long as everyone did their job.
"I promise that if there is something that really want, I'll let you know," said Lee, solemn.
Gaara's attention had been focused entirely on him again at the word "promise." Read carefully examined and then nodded, sealing the deal.
"Actually, if we hablabdo of something I'd like ... - Lee did a few stretches, I'd really like to train, if you have the time-
" No, "the expression of GAara had become hard.
"Just an easy fight, no fuss. I improved a lot, and I need ... -
"I have no intention to fight you now or anytime in the future. I told you three days ago,
Lee looked at him, caught in the middle of a stretch "You're not serious,
" I'm perfectly serious. I never want to hit you with never-
Arena
- But Gaara -
was his first debate since that tea had broken into Lee's office. It was pretty minor compared to some of the blows that had been when they were friends. Ended abruptly when Gaara turned around and walked away, leaving Lee behind him stutter. Lee lostinterest in following him, because that would be discussed with Gaara strong through the town aloud, and the sense of discretion Lee proved to be marginally stronger than their fighting spirit once.
damn stubborn ... It felt like a compromise ... worse, he felt like giving up, and Lee hated it, but after a couple of hours training harder than it should, decided to shelve the issue of training-for now-and remember Gaara's reaction was his way of protecting Lee from what he saw as a threat to Jounin. It was a sign of care.
Perhaps Lee was being a bit stubborn about this ... but I hated to give up in fighting had been the highlight of their day entrenamient and a loop exciting, real and very strong between them. Had made a team, and Lee wanted to keep the entente (1) that had developed in battle. But I could not be too dramatic, or actually hurt the obstinate and inflexible idiot genius was in love with Lee, and Lee was not the type who did that, never.
During the reconciliation that followed, and that was quite interesting in itself, Lee forgotten the conversation we started the discussion Habo first. ---
Lee sealed the envelope carefully, and then realized that they had mixed up the forms and had post that was supposed to file on the envelope, while that supposeHe dropped the paper and pen on his desk and smiled at the man approaching, then looked blank without understanding what Gaara placed in their hands.
- ... Thanks? - The education of Lee came to the rescue "They look good,"
Gaara nodded once, still is not the season, but I found some in the market that were mature-
And I'm sure he seller Kazekage gave the best, Lee thought, and spied the bag. Looked good, for that year's EPCA.
- Is this what you want? - Asked Gaara.
Lee blinked. What? Had he expressed a particular desire? - No, not that he could remember.
- Want? -
"You said you did not want flowers. CH
TMLXC It took a minute and mention of holding hands and how Gaara did not see the point of that all-before Lee would realize that Gaara was referring to his conversation a couple of days ago. He felt that reality was crumbling around her as she looked at the paper bag of fruit in your hand.
-Oh. Ah. Um, when I said "dating" ... -
The error was quite simple in retrospect. Gaara had hate the word "date" before, Lee was safe, but would simply be a word for it. Naturally, when Lee had said suddenly that stupid list two days ago, Gaara's mind had looked the most familiar form of the word "dating" first, especially since he had been in conjunction withflowers and gifts.
Lee looked up to see a thin line between Gaara's eyes and realized he was in an unenviable position of not hurting the feelings of Gaara without lying.
Although it was possible for a sincere explanation does not smite Gaara's feelings at all. When it came to navigating the strange inner landscape hidden behind the Kazekage, Lee was often lost. The possibilities were, Gaara only shrug as if it was another strange and stupid human behavior that had misunderstood. But Lee could only imagine how he felt and that if his first gift-show of affection, had named Gaara-was refused, or at least become something that was not all that Lee haveto in mind.
-What I meant was ... -
Desperation is the mother of inspiration. Although Lee would later credit for his brilliant idea to his long association with Gai-sensei, who could do anything sounded beautiful, dramatic and significant, even in these times of day.
appointments
"When I said, it was only something like this what you had in mind. But if you share with me, then that is what he meant
came out a little awkward "oh, by the gift of his Sensei in words-but Gaara did not look suspicious or be injured. Ceased to frown and nodded.
- Great! Should we sit on the roof of your home? It would be nice at this pointeleo wrong again in a new envelope, which would not hurt to indulge in a moment of warm pleasure. I would not do too bad. It also would have to be much of a way to reciprocate.
But no flowers. No, definitely no flowers. ---
- Lee-san? -
Lee looked up, getting over on his eyes from the light of late afternoon sun.
"Hello, Captain Sanada. How are you? -
- ... Okay. What are you doing out here? -
"Just sitting here," Lee patted the low wall surrounding the illustration field.
- Are you okay? - Asked Sanada, Lee escritiniando carefully. CHTM
n bit bitter. It's just the way it is. Maybe just a lot of work to do today?
No. Of course not. If Lee had been dropped into the office to chat and Gaara Kazekage had been really busy, Duchi Lee would have to leave him alone. End of story. Arena would not have been holding the door open. Not have this sinister feeling weak from inside the room.
What did I do? Lee pathetically thought, then mentally slapped himself. I could not think that way. Might not be your lack of everything. Gaara had a lot of demons trapped in his head. Anything could them have soared. A word overheard, something Lee had said innocent;heel. He had chosen this vantage point. Gaara either withdraw from a window, the main doors or the roof, notary Lee down there, from a distance. Maybe when Gaara arches its ... to whatever they were doing ... maybe he would have ... in the seven days they had been together, always made time to see each other even briefly at noon and evening, for sure Gaara would the effort that night, if I could.
Lee looked without seeing the big crow pecking at some trash in the canal across the street. The late afternoon sun heated up the hair and the front of Lee, while beneath them the two sides of the discussion marked his sad journey through your mind for the third or fourth time.swarmed inside as traps. Not yet. Maybe ever.
Lee wondered if resent being locked up like that someday. Not now, but in a few months. Or in a few years ... the thought of years together made him feel dizzy for a moment as if it had gone through a small door to find himself unexpectedly large open space ina.
If Gaara always saw to look after everything, even when he was still immersed in the depths of darkness, even if Lee could not do much more to follow in silence ... then Lee thought he could live with that. Time would tell. Weeks, months or years for a Shinobi was unwise to plan so far, but Lee thought t
