'Lady' of the night

Lady of the Night

Challenge fic! I had fun doing this but my lemon muse just died for a minute; determined to make this youthful fic, I still pushed and pulled on so here it is.

Bah if the lemon sucks tell me; spelling is iffy and it looks funky because I used word and I love to use open-office instead -___-;

Oh yeah and I tried to follow gothicdancer’s challenge to a t, so if I miss anything let me know!


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Puckered lips with shiny lip-gloss? Check.

Light blush and massacre? Check.

The Kazekage of Suna re-adjusted his bun; oh how he wished that his hair was actually this long. His normally sand rugged spiky locks were gone, replaced with softer, longer, silky strains; two sticks held it in place in a chinese like fashion.

Gaara straighten his obi; he had on a standard female type kimono, accenting his features perfectly. It was in various shades of brown, going from rustic fall to a sandpaper light tone. Now most girls would prefer an old fashion girlish hue, but it was actually perfect for the cross-dressing teen.

He smiled and turned around; doing a pose in the full-length mirror in front of him. The outfit only covered to his thighs, showing off pale slim legs. The red head was thankful for the Jinchûriki for this small fact; his legs were hairless and flowing just like a blossoming teen girl.

The leader of Suna was in his room; it was almost the dead of the night, the perfect time for him to roam the streets. After a long day of meetings, his siblings were snoring the dusk away. He walked over to the window and opened it up; with a leap he was out and into the streets of Konoha, ignoring the looks of his Anbu team on standby. Who would bother to stop the cross-dressing leader of Sunagakure without risking embarrassment or exposure to the tabloids?

The lights and lanterns were on; making the ambiance much more jubilant than that of Suna. Gaara looked in awe and amazement; it was a big difference to travel Leaf without people and officials constantly hounding him. Even after normal business hours, Konoha was still lively as ever with its bursting food stands, its crowded late night hot spring specials, and it even had night clubs and dance parties.

Nimble fingers pulled out an object from the breast pocket; Gaara opened up a fan with the kanji for, "love" and sighed. Part of him desired a presence; he wanted to flirt with some men and not be himself for a change.

Lee, Naruto, and even Sasuke taught him the meaning of emotions as well as interaction with other people. Due to his lifestyle, he was a late teen bloomer, and didn't experience the wonders of being a teenager until recently. With being the Kazekage, his binding relation with his siblings, as well as that damn asshole group called the Akatsuki, he hasn't enjoyed just being himself, just the stoic being called Gaara.

So he decided to use his insomnia to good use; he dresses up in drag and goes out into the street nightlife. People don't recognize him, so they don't treat him like something feared or something treated like a trophy, but like anyone else in the village.

He smiles and waves at the men winking and giving him shy looks, something that brings such a thrill in the silent leader. Gaara blushes as he feels hands stroke his sides; he gathers some grains and smack the person lightly on the ass. By the time he is out into the open again, he is smiling and flushing like an innocent virgin.

The red head teeters to the closest stand; he huffs and crosses his legs. "Ah hello there young lady; I see that the midnight crowd has got to you."

Gaara only smiles and hides his face behind the fan at the voice. "Yes they have, quite voluptuously too.”

The manager of the restaurant only chuckles. "Such a pretty red beauty; how about a night treat? On the house!"

The Kazekage raised a red penciled eyebrow. “”Night-treat?””

“Yes! Night-treat! Give me a minute.” He disappeared and Gaara shook his head. Hands on his knees, he kicked back and forth until another presence made itself known.

“Itaji, could you please give me the Golden Curry special?” Something green fell into the stool next to him, and Gaara felt a wave of familiarity.

“Ah! Rock Lee! What brings you to my stand at this night?” The manager of the resturant put down a boat of sand colored ice cream, topped with a black cherry. The Kazekage in drag stared at the dessert as if it would respond back at him.

Lee shook his head and sighed; he didn’t want to discuss what happened a few hours ago. He official considered himself a loser to all women.

“Well you don’t have to talk if you don’t want to sonny.” The cook shook his head and patted the Green Beast on the shoulder. “I hope you enjoy your dessert miss! It’s Dulce de Leche with various kinds of carmels, nuts, and a black cherry to spice it up.”

Gaara poked at the ice cream; he stared at the substance on his finger. “Miss, you never had ice cream before?”

The Kazekage almost jumped; he forgot Lee was even there. He turned to look at wide black pools, with curiousity more than anything else. “The way you looked at it as well as your reaction shows it.”

Rock Lee gave off a wide smile. “It’s really good; I had it before. I usually eat it on occasions after I completed a S mission, but today I need some comfort food.”

“What happened?” Gaara was interested, blunt but interested.

Lee sighed and contemplated if he should tell the mysterious woman next to him or not. “I was used and…didn’t realize it.”

“Used?” Part of Gaara was annoyed that someone would use the teenager like that; he has been used before himself and it wasn’t a good feeling. He seemed like a decent guy, but why was his heart beating so fast? It was like he knew him before.

“Yes; I was dating my friend and team mate TenTen.” The teen bowed his head, his long bowl cut hiding his face from view. “It was wonderful at first, since I couldn’t have my true love, Sakura-chan.” Lee put a hand to his face and paused. “She was picky and a bit…mean, but she was someone I could confine in and protect. That was, until I found her in bed with my youthful rival Neji.”

Neji, Neji…AH! Neji was that guy from the Hyuuga clan wasn’t he? He had to do business with them this meeting, and he and that other girl were present during the negotiations. The way the man stood himself showed arrogance and power; he reminded him of that Uchiha.

Lee just sat there, head bowed and trying to hold back constrained emotions. A pale hand touched his face and he blinked.

“I…I don’t know what to say but it’s not your fault.” The red head blushed but continued to stroke the teen's cheek; he wasn’t used to things like this, but he felt like he should say something to the Green Beast.

Lee blinked back tears and just stared at those green eyes; Gaara blushed even more and turned back around. “It’s not your fault.”

He picked up a spoon and scooped up a glob of the creamy treat; slowly the red head put it in his mouth and blinked.

Oh…man. He didn’t know how to describe the taste in his mouth. His legs felt weak and his pallet was exploding in an orgasmic flavor rush. The usually emotionless leader was grinning from ear to ear and closing his eyes in ecstasy. ‘If sexual intercourse feels like this, I wouldn’t mind experiencing it every day.’

“You like it?” Lee clasped his hands, a bit happier from the comforting hand. Gaara only groaned in reply.

“That’s great; this restaurant usually goes for many kinds of tastes.” The Green Beast whooped for joy at his mild Golden Curry. The red head decided to do a mental note and remember this place for any other future meetings.

The two ate in silence, with the occasional conversation here and there. The manager smiled behind the counter; he hoped that those two would set it off. He knew Lee needed someone worthwhile and the loneliness radiating from that cross-dresser was downright barefaced.

“Well it is time to part.” Lee paid for his meal and jumped off the seat; he gave a deep formal bow. “Forgive me for leaving so soon.”

Gaara raised an eyebrow once again but shook his head. “It’s alright.”

Lee gave off that sly smile again and gladly paid for the red head’s meal as well. “No do not say anything; it is on me.” This only made the Kazekage flush and grumble in disgruntlement.

“If he offers something take it; he is quite stubborn and usually doesn’t put his kindness off as a weakness, but as a way to reconcile with the person.” Gaara watched him walk off and suddenly understood who that guy was.

The Kazekage of Suna sat on the bed and released the jitsu on his hair.

‘That was Lee…the Rock Lee.’ He ran a hand through his rough locks; his heart was still beating wildly and he felt clammy for no understandable reason. This was the same man that tried to save him from the demon hunting group as well as help him with Kimimaru, despite being handicapped. This was the same Rock Lee he tried to kill not only once, but twice…

‘The same man that showed me how to feel again.’ Gaara sighed again; he didn’t know how to handle this. He went over the options in his analytical mind; he didn’t have any preferences to any particular sex in general, hell he was just discovering himself as well as what desire was.

‘I have to see how he approaches me normally, and just take it to whatever direction is best.’ The Kazekage leaned back onto the bed, the kimono slipping to his shoulders. His mind keeps on going back and forth to the green suited teen most of the night.

Lee grunted and fell on the couch unceremoniously.

That…enigma he met today was the standing point of his whole day. He was still captivated by those teal eyes, wild and hiding something feral.

The taijitsu specialist rose his arms to a cross position; sitting his head on them. He was hurt by Ten-Ten, really badly, and he didn’t know if he could open his heart again to a person he barely knew. He only had this kind of passion for one other person and that woman never showed interest in anything other than a platonic friendship.

“I do not know what to do…” His eyes lowered in melancholy; after his team-mate cheated on him, he refused to talk to anyone about it, even the girl in question. He ignored it like an obvious open wound, going on missions and training to cope and escape the pain.

‘I’m sorry Lee, but I love Neji; maybe we can still be friends?’

Rage and fury build into his body and he snorted and lay fully down on the couch; he refused to sleep in his bed anymore after he found both of them in it.

But the image of the uncanny woman, with her closed eyes and that smile, made himself burn off the anger and smile himself. The Green Beast turned over and tried to get some rest for once; he just got off another mission.

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A green blur ran pass the streets of Konoha. Most of the people know by now that this is the trademark sign of the “Azure Beast.”

Lee rushed to the Hokage’s tower; he has been seeing the strange girl off and on during the month. He was genuinely interested in her and wanted a second opinion on how to approach the subject of moving to a developing relationship.

To his luck, or misfortune, Naruto was on a mission and he didn’t want to confront the subject of another woman to Sakura, so that left only one person: Gaara.

He heard from the locals that the Kazekage of Suna was back in Leaf once more. Lee honestly wanted to become more than social associates with the leader. Sure he tried to murder him a few times, but the taijitsu specialist understood about the feelings of loneliness and not being accepted into society. It wasn’t Gaara’s fault that he had Shukaku in the first place and people can indeed change.

‘Everyone is getting so mature over the years and holding a grudge does not let me grow more into a youthful man!’ Lee ran up the stairs, ignoring the looks and cries of the guards and the Anbu members. He realized that it wasn’t the best of time to ask such a question, since it was the dead of night, but the red head had been in meetings all day; this was the only insomniac he knew and he was desperate.

“Gaara-sama!” He knocked on the door before opening it up; all words ceased and his eyebrows rose to the top of his head. The older teen froze, hand still on the door.

The Kazekage heard a ruckus and debated if he should step in before Rock Lee busted in unannounced. ‘Dammit why did I leave the door open?’ He blushed and bowed his head down.

‘So the mysterious woman was Gaara-sama all along?’ The Green Beast ran his eyes up and down the object of his affection.

This time, the red head was wearing a strapless black dress with pretty white lace on the helm; it clings to him almost like a second skin. Pure silky gloves adorned long pale arms, with blood red kanji for love on the hands. Matching thigh highs covered his legs, making Lee wonder if he actually wore a garter under that dress.

The Kazekage seemed to be on the verge of leaving, since the only thing that wasn’t finished was his hair, which was still in its usual wild cut. A pair of high heel boots was held tightly to his chest; face hidden in shame.

It took several seconds for Lee’s brain to work itself back to at least 45% ninja order; he closed the door and just blinked.

“So now you know.” Gaara turned his head and sighed; he didn’t want the teen to find him out like this. “You must think I’m a freak or something; the legendary monster likes to walk around like a girl.”

“Oh….No….No I do not.” The Green Beast found his mouth forming words before his brain could comprehend at 100% “I never thought as you as a monster…” His brain guided him back to the battle with Kimimaro. “In fact…I think you are amazing and cool.”

‘Cool?’ Gaara was never called cool before; sure Naruto said he was ‘sandrific,’ and ‘Mr. Vampire leader,’ but never cool before.

They both stood there in silence. “So…you don’t think of me as a freak.”

“No.”

The leader timidly raised his vision upward. “Do you think of me as pretty?”

Lee blinked and tried not to leer like a famous toad hermit. “I think of you more than as pretty, I think you are like a gorgeous red sand flower that is blossoming.”

Gaara smiled at the corner of his mouth; the times they met off and on, Lee would occasionally talk sensible, and then say something completely archaic.

The taijitsu specialist slowly walked over to the red head; their eyes met and Lee had to chuckle. “What’s so funny?”

“I should have known; we are practically the same height.”

Gaara huffed; he considered throwing the boots at his crush.

“Oi! Do not be mad my desert rose!” The Kazekage was about to say a smart remark when he felt a bandage hand rub his bottom lip. He froze like a deer as he was kissed for the first time.

“Your lips…they are like china.” Gaara dropped his shoes. “I would not mind tasting how they really feel.”

He closed his eyes; grains of sand started to flak off like fine salt. Lee licked his lips and tried again; he felt warm skin now. The red head was a bit sweet, but musky as he imagined.

Gaara moaned and let Lee do the work; he had no idea what he was getting himself into. A gentle tongue licked all around the peach flavored lip gloss he wore today. It shyly poked at his mouth and the red head submitted; the taijitsu specialist swept his mouth, searching and tasting.

The Kazekage felt weak in the knees; after all the battles he did as well as all the missions, it had to be Lee to make him feel like this. Part of him was afraid of these new sensations, especially the growing heat in his crouch.

They both gasped for air, a thin trail of saliva between them. The Green Beast licked his lips and gripped the younger teen’s behind to steady him. ‘Hmm…I never had any youthful experiences with a man before.’ His free hand went down to grip his now lover’s groin behind plush panties; watching the red head close his eyes and moan, biting his lip. ‘Yes, this is much different.’

Gaara huffed in pockets of air; all this emotions was rushing by him too fast. His cock was straining his underware and his face was red hot. He realized in his haze that Lee wasn’t touching nor kissing him anymore. ‘W…what is he planning?’

With a twinkle in his eye, the Green Beast of Konoha hoisted his red head up into his arms. Gaara gave off an ‘eep’ and was gently thrown on the bed.

The red head gave off a glare that could even make Temari back down and Lee sweat dropped. “Sorry! Sorry!” He apologized by leaning down and nibbling on an ear.

The red head craned his neck and gave his lover full access. Fingers smoothed down to the helm of his dress; painfully slow he started to lift it up. A mouth licked and sucked in the flesh of Gaara’s neck; he hissed as he felt a slight pinch and was grateful that he had better control of his sand and Shukaku wasn’t present anymore.

“Ah, you are like a blushing bride!” The red head snorted, but was hushed by hands twisting his nipples. “Sensitive…just like a girl’s.”

“S…Shut up.” Lee only chuckled and moved his head down to the hardening nub; he gave it a hard lick, feeling the teen under him jerk.

“Relax my Tanuki.” He started to play and suckle on the red head’s nipple; he used his free hand to tweak and twist the neglected one.

“Ahh…ah…” The Kazekage moaned and spread his legs wantonly; his cock was plastered to his panties and he was practically leaking pre-cum freely. He wanted to settle this foreign heat and thrust his hips in the air.

Lee continued his work, but inside his mind he was nervous; hell he never had sex with a man before! But the parts were almost similar so they should have similar methods right? Even with the butterflies in his stomach, he was eager to please his lover.

He parted his mouth and went to the other nipple; nipping, pulling and suckling like a babe. The red head under him was unknowingly rubbing his knee against his crouch and he moaned at the friction. ‘Gods…I have never been this turned on before; not even with her.’

Lee stopped and started to lick a train down the other’s body; he traced a slim stomach, smooth but showing traces of developing muscles. He licked and toyed with the other’s bellybutton, making the red head react even more.

“H…Heat….make it stop…” Gaara was moaned a lot now; he thought he would explode. He didn’t understand what was happening, but he wanted something to end it.

The Green Beast bit his lip; he didn’t know what to do on this part. He started at the erection behind those black satin panties and shook his head.

‘I must do this! I must show youthful spirit!’ He parted the panties down to the teen’s knees; he watched as it sprang out into the open air. Lee just cocked his head and started at the penis in front of him.

He poked it and watched Gaara bite his finger to keep from groaning. ‘Hmmm…I guess I should treat it the same as my own.’ Gripping it full length, he gave it a long quick stroke, feeling it jerk and the red head under him buckle.

Lee used the friction from his bandages to good use; he pumped it steady from balls to tip. The older man squeezed some of the clear liquid out, slathering it down before moving back up.

"M...More...faster." The taijitsu specialist stared in awe, his hand movements not ceasing. Gaara was practically humping his fingers, head tossed back and hips arched up in his frantic state. His own cock twitched and it suddenly felt hotter...

The older teen replied with determination, stroking and pulling his lover's flesh; he added pressure from base to tip, using the fluids as lubricant. He could hear his lover become quite vocal and smiled at the job he was doing.

He felt the penis in his grip twitch and his eyes widen as a stream flowed out from the slit. Lee grimaced but actually let go and leaned his head down over the source. 'Wait! What am I doing?!'

Gaara could dimly hear his voice; the heat in his body became unbearable and made his brain into a hazy state. All he noticed were kind hands, a hot tongue, and friction heating his cock. Then the pressure suddenly popped, like a cork, and nothing but Europhobia and pleasure tingled over his body. He was shaking and his toes were nub, but he did feel good. Better than ice cream...

The kazekage had to do several efforts to work his mind back into some kind of order; his vision was still blurry, but he could barely see his lover leaning down and his lips around his penis.

"W...What are you doing?" Gaara winced mentally at his raw voice. The green and black blur went 'hmm?' and released his cock with a smack.

"Oh ah...I do not know; you were splashing out semen and umm...I was curious on what it tasted like." He got into a sitting position and grinned, rubbing the back of his head.

'Taste?' Lee spooned some of the white stuff off of his face.

"Want some?"

The Kazekage stared at liquids like it was a bug, but he opened his mouth and let Lee put his fingers inside. It tasted weird, bitter and strong, but it wasn't too bad. "More?"

"Ah...hold on." The taijitsu master leaned forward and kissed him again; he shared the red head's fluids with him. The older man rubbed and traced his lover's exposed sides before guiding him on his back.

Lee let go of the kiss and rested his head against the leaders. "I have no idea what to do after this."

"How about moving what's poking me on the side?"

"Oh!!!" He flashed crimson and raised his hips slightly; Gaara rolled his eyes downward but flushed at the sight of the straining penis behind that spandex.

Lee blinked but followed his gaze. "Well...I guess it would be easier to remove both of our clothes, ne?" He helped the red head ease out of that tight black number along with his panties, throwing them to the side before parting his own clothing.

The red head shivered; he was nude save for his stockings. He crossed his arms and watched the older teen pull out his collar; he slowly began to part the spandex, unbuckling the head band and exposing his stashed member.

Gaara just stared; it was jutting back and forth; it was tan-ish and bigger than what he expected, the head a light reddish tone. It disturbingly enough reminded him of a sand snake. His mouth watered for no reason and he wanted to do something, but didn't know what.

Lee glanced around; he was a loss on what to do now. The first time he ever had sex was with Tenten; it was messy, painful, and resulted in a lot of crying and apologies, leaving the boy completely unsatisfied and sleeping on the couch. After that deflowering event, he never had sex with the weapon master, ever again. Sure they made out and groped, but that’s as far as it got.

Gaara blinked; his vision back to normal, but still having an issue ‘down there.’ His body still felt hot and the blood wasn’t quite back to his brain yet. ‘What is he doing now?’ His lover was just staring at him. ‘Do I look silly or something?’

The taijitsu-master didn’t want to hurt the red head, but he didn’t want to do nothing either; he frowned and bowed his head. “Ah Gaara-kun! I want to please you so!” He nuzzled the teen’s semi-erection and suddenly thought of something.

The Kazekage was about to say something, until he felt a finger poke his entrance. He almost jumped at the intrusion, but heard a cooing from the bowel cut teen.

“Relax; if you tense up it will be harder.” Lee put his ring and middle fingers in his mouth; he did this before with that woman, the furthest he ever got into intercourse. Soaked with saliva, he moved the slightly lubricated digits downward and pulled back at the tight ring of muscle; pushing the tip of his finger inside.

The red head’s eyes were wide like a raccoon’s; no one has ever touched this place on his body before. Before Lee, no one has really touched his bare skin period. He bit his lip and stood on shaky elbows as he watched the Azure Beast prod him painfully slow.

The older man managed at least two fingers to the tip; Gaara was painfully tight and knew it was going to be a youthful effort to get him settled for something much bigger. Lee searched around for anything that would ease the passage.

‘Ah there!’ He hopped off the side of the bed, ignoring Gaara’s displeased look. The Green Beast came back with a jar of salve in triumph. “Yosh! Now I can do this!”

The Kazekage rolled his eyes; he watched in bare interest as his lover coated his fingers once more and settled down on top of him.

Two fingers suddenly pushed inside of him and the younger man hissed. He closed his eyes at the burning pain and just wanted it to stop.

“Relax, it helps the muscles better.” A soothing voice made him ease his inner walls hesitantly. Fingers stroked and stretched him and it took all of the red head’s willpower to not scream out.

‘Is there anything to make this feel better for my blossom?’ Lee searched and prodded; he felt something weird and was about to ask, until he seen the man under him arch off the bed.

‘Wow.’ Gaara was panting; his cock sprang back to life again and he was biting his lip so hard that it started to bleed.

Lee’s eyes widen and he lapped up the liquid. “Gomen nasai Tanuki…does this feel good?”

“Yes good…” Every time his lover would hit that special spot inside of his body; sparks would flash his eyes and pleasure would wash over him like a fire.

Lee cooed again and found this more enjoyable; he scissor and stretch the red head, pushing against that nub when he felt him wiggling in discomfort.

Once he added three fingers and Gaara wasn’t any longer scowling, he slipped out his fingers. They kissed again, sloppy but with passion; both of their tongues meddling together in love. Gaara was starting to get the hang of this kissing thing now.

“Lee…ahh don’t stop; keep on going.” The red head licked his lips before crushing their mouths together again.

“Ne, Tanuki? You want it now?”

Gaara nodded his head and turned away; he was blushing like a rose. “Hai, I want to know more about loving a person.” It came out whispered and rushed.

Lee only smiled lopsided; he reached into the long forgotten jar and scooped up some of the ointment. He thought it would be a good idea to make himself slippery as well so that it would be an easier time.

He dripped it on the tip before moving it down; with one stroke he was gone. ‘Kami it feels wonderful.’ The taijitsu master licked his lips as he continued to pump himself. ‘I can get off like this but…NO! NO!’ Lee shook his head and slapped himself, to the amusement of his lover. ‘I must satisfy Gaara-kun first! Then see if I can release myself later!’

The Green Beast settled himself back; he rested his head down and sighed. “Do not tense up ok?” Gaara nodded but felt nervous when something was poking his entrance, much bigger than fingers.

It was quick, but it was still painful; The Kazekage gritted his teeth and tried to do what Lee told him to do. He panted and moaned, feeling slightly light headed and nauseous. “Tanuki, relax; I will not move unless you ask me to.”

They stayed like that, molded together. Lee was trying his hardest not to just come and leave his lover unsated, but god it was so hot and tight! It was like he was washed over with Golden Curry; so much pleasure was radiating from his groin to all of his body.

When the red head under him started to wiggle around, Lee took this as his cue to move. He pushed out slowly and thrust back in shallowly.

It hurt a lot a first, but now that most of the pain was eased, it wasn’t so bad in Gaara’s mind. It felt weird that something was moving around inside of him, but it wasn’t distasteful.

‘Hmm…’ The taijitsu master decided to do something different; he shifted his hips and pushed in further. The red head’s reaction was instantaneous; he moaned loudly and tried to push the man’s cock in deeper.

“Ahhhh..Lee…more!” A smirk was on the older teen’s face; he was doing something successful! He continued to hit the Kazekage’s prostate, rolling his hips slightly to push his lover up.

Gaara felt a whoosh and realized he was on his lover’s lap; he kissed him again as the Green Beast bounced him up and down. Whatever that magical spot was, it felt too good; torrents of pleasure crashed upon him, bringing out noises he thought he couldn’t even make.

“Gaara-kun…My Tanuki…” Lee licked and nibbled alongside his lover’s neck; he reached one slicked hand and started to stroke his blossom’s cock along with his movements. “Let go Tanuki-kun…”

But the Kazekage didn’t want to let go yet; it was feeling so good every time Lee thrust in that spot that he didn’t want it to end. He bowed his head down and bit hard on his lover’s neck. ‘Oh…Oh nononono AHHHHHHHHGH!’

Lee winced as he felt blood from Gaara’s love bite; his hand was completely covered with sperm, as well as his upper torso. He grinned and hooked his free hand on the teen’s behind; he eased him on his back and pushed harder, he knew he wouldn’t last longer.

The red head tasted blood and lapped it up like a puppy; his brain was working on instincts alone. He could feel Lee toss him on his back again, bringing out his orgasm. He sighed and squeezed his inner walls self consciously; holding on for deal life.

Then, something warm started to feel him up; he moaned and felt another spurt from his sensitive and flaccid member. Gaara opened his eyes and blinked as he barely saw the image in front of him.

There was Lee, face contorted in pleasure, and in the most pleased look he have ever seen him in. It was close to the same look that the bowel cut man would give when he was just around the red head. Hair dripping with sweat and cheeks flushed like a cherry, Gaara felt his heart skip a beat.

The taijitsu specialist laid his head down and the Kazekage mentally pouted at the loss. They both laid there sweaty and sticky, basking in the afterglow.

“Lee.”

“Hmg?” A tired muffled reply was answered.

“Could you roll over?”

“Oh! OH!” The older teen scrambled over, but Gaara hung on to him; they were still joined but now looking at each other face to face.

“That’s better.” The red head gave him a petit kiss on the lips; he rested his head and sighed happily.

Lee blinked once before decided not to ponder it and snuggled up with his new boyfriend.

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“Oi! Oi! Fox kid!”

Naruto opened one eye to see Temari and Kankuro hovering over him.

“What is it?” He knew the sand siblings were in town, but didn’t expect the two of them to confront him like this.

“Have you seen Gaara around? He has been acting strange lately…”

“Strange how?”

Temari fussed with her hair. “He disappears at night and shows up just in time for meetings or discussions; I also see him rubbing his belly at times.”

“My guess is that he is sneaking off with your or a woman.” The puppet master grinned leeringly.

The blond stared; yeah sometimes he meets Gaara at night and they dress up in drag for random occasions, but the second part couldn’t be true could it? I mean the Jinchûriki not only affects a person’s personality, but also their sexual network; not that Naruto has ever tried to have a baby with Sasuke or something…

‘Gaara couldn’t be pregnant…could he?’ He looked up and rubbed his cheek, thinking of who he was around the most. His eyes widen at the realization and he jumped up.

“What what?” Both of the siblings stared at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Ah…..ahahahhaha nothing nothing!” Naruto played it off but inside he was dieing; he couldn’t believe fuzzy brows…and Gaara……

I mean FUZZY BROWS!!!!