purple-kitten-kanky:

cactusboy:

purple-kitten-kanky:

Kankuro glanced over at his younger brother. “Yeah, I quit my job to come down here. I got kind of lonely with out ya and Temari.” He frowned.

“Oh… that’s nice,” Gaara said timidly. He then held up a plate of cupcakes. “I made these with a friend,” he said, “Don’t tell father. Would… would you like one?” He flushed a little. 

“Yeah,” he glanced at the cake. ‘Hopefully he didn’t poison these,’ He thought as he took one. He took a bite out of the cupcake. “These are pretty good, I didn’t know you could bake, little bro?”

His face turned pink at the compliment. “I-I just learned this year… I always wanted to, but…” he trailed off. “Anyway, I”m glad you like them.”

//itachi-chan come backkkkk

purple-kitten-kanky:

Kankuro glanced over at his younger brother. “Yeah, I quit my job to come down here. I got kind of lonely with out ya and Temari.” He frowned.

“Oh… that’s nice,” Gaara said timidly. He then held up a plate of cupcakes. “I made these with a friend,” he said, “Don’t tell father. Would… would you like one?” He flushed a little. 

fu-ssu:

cactusboy:

fu-ssu:

“Kay,” Fu chirped and repeated the process that Gaara had just done. “When was the last time you made cupcakes Gaara?”

“It’s been a while,” Gaara replied, “Cupcakes are messier than cake itself. But there’s something more satisfying about cupcakes.”

“Yeah, that’s true. Plus there’s always the satisfaction of eating leftover cupcake batter and icing.” Fu giggled. “You think your siblings will want one? I finally met your older brother Kankuro, maybe he will?”

“Oh… I don’t know…” He became quite. He and his siblings has always been a bit distant because of their father. But now that they were away from him… 

“Yeah, we should drop by,” Gaara decided.

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the-rock-lee:

cactusboy:

He shut his eyes. He felt strangely…. safe now. The flashback was fading. He was still holding the cactus but not as tightly. They sat there in silence until finally Gaara said, “I… I think I’m okay now.” He felt strangely calm. He remembered what Naruto had said, that everything would get better once he found ‘the one’. But no… Lee couldn’t… Lee was his roommate. He was just confusing kindness with something else. 

“Are you sure?” Lee asked, turning around and lifting Gaara’s head so that he was looking directly into his eyes. Even though he definitely looked a lot calmer, Lee didn’t want to move him just yet. Not only was he worried about Gaara’s well-being, but, for  some reason, Lee found himself not wanting to let go. 

“I… well… you should get back to work…” He looked away, a slight blush creeping across his face. He didn’t want to inconvience his roommate any more. “I’m sorry about all this…”

the-rock-lee:

cactusboy:

Gaara was reminded of the time he had his first nightmare here, and how Naruto had comforted him. He suddenly felt calmed, feeling another’s head resting on his. He wasn’t alone. He unconsciously gripped Lee’s shirt.

“I never told you…” he managed to say, “I mean, you knew about my insomnia… but it’s caused by night terrors… only tonight… it was a flashback…”

“A flashback?” Lee’s eyes widened, he had assumed it was a nightmare, that much was obvious, but someone had actually tried to kill Gaara? He felt an overwhelming need to protect him, he just looked so vulnerable. Lee pulled him in even closer.

He shut his eyes. He felt strangely…. safe now. The flashback was fading. He was still holding the cactus but not as tightly. They sat there in silence until finally Gaara said, “I… I think I’m okay now.” He felt strangely calm. He remembered what Naruto had said, that everything would get better once he found ‘the one’. But no… Lee couldn’t… Lee was his roommate. He was just confusing kindness with something else. 

the-rock-lee:

cactusboy:

He was in a state of shock. He barely registered Lee’s arm around him. “He tried to kill me…” he whispered, as though he were actually reliving that night. And then he snapped back to, and put his face in his hands. “I’m so sorry…” he sobbed.

Lee didn’t know why, but he found himself pulling Gaara closer, and resting his head on Gaara’s. “Who tri-” He cut himself off, it was obviously something too private for him to share with just anyone. “There’s nothing for you to be sorry for…”

Gaara was reminded of the time he had his first nightmare here, and how Naruto had comforted him. He suddenly felt calmed, feeling another’s head resting on his. He wasn’t alone. He unconsciously gripped Lee’s shirt.

“I never told you…” he managed to say, “I mean, you knew about my insomnia… but it’s caused by night terrors… only tonight… it was a flashback…”

the-rock-lee:

cactusboy:

Gaara could see it. The barn. Yes, his father had brought him and siblings on a family vacation to the Grass Village, to a nice little farm. One day late at night his father had requested that Gaara get something from the barn. His siblings were asleep. Gaara did as he was told, but when he was inside, the door got locked behind him. Then a fire started. And he knew, he knew his father was trying to kill him. But why? He loved his father, as every child of seven did. Gaara screamed and cried and clawed at the door. But his father was gone.

Luckily, Temari had woken up to use the bathroom and saw the smoke. She called the fire department ninja and they rescued Gaara. Gaara hadn’t said a word. But later that night, he cried to Temari.

“Father doesn’t love me… why doesn’t father love me?”

And that’s when he had learned how his mother died.

“G-gaara?” Lee asked shakily, the redhead looked as though he was in some sort of trance. Lee had never been more scared or worried before. He had never been in a situation where he hadn’t known what to do. Crouching down so that he was rubbing against Gaara, Lee wrapped an arm around him, trying to comfort him even a little.

He was in a state of shock. He barely registered Lee’s arm around him. “He tried to kill me…” he whispered, as though he were actually reliving that night. And then he snapped back to, and put his face in his hands. “I’m so sorry…” he sobbed.