Overrated (Remade)

Chapter 19

  "Ah Gaara- so this is somthing that has been messing with my mind for a while now-"

Lee looked at Gaara. His red hair seemed more red than usual and his outfit was a lot more diffrent than anything he'd ever seen before.

Lee noticed that as he spoke his words didn't seem to be making any noise. It was silent.

   "Gaara..?" Lee called out for him once again only to receive no awnser.

   He heard a small voice. Deep and rough. He couldn't even make out what he said before the sound of cracking bone and a smell of iron and metal filled the silence.

  Lee's vision became blurry, what little he could see of Gaara was becoming more of a Blur than before and it was almost as if he was about to fall asleep.

His right arm and leg were pounding. It felt like when he got into that wreck. It felt almost as bad as when he woke up in the hospital.

He managed to move his head only slightly. A dark sand like material covered his arm and leg and it seemed to be coming from gaara.

It made no sense to him though. Gaara had never mentioned him liking beaches before. More or less using sand as a weapon.

  Lee only winced as he the noise he heard finnaly connected to the source. It was his own body, snapping and breaking under the pressure of this so called sand.

"I don't understand you...so I'll just kill you"

It was words that Lee never thought he'd hear from Gaara. It hurt him snd he thought for a moment that whatever he was feeling inside was hurting more than the injury itself

His veiw of Gaara was fading and his body hit the floor. As It did lee sat up straight in bed.

His face was pale and he was sweating horribly.

He looked at his right arm. The bit that was exposed showed a long scar. He didn't know where it ended or how big it was but he knew it was there. It started from the corner of his shoulder and down. It seemed to be spread in a pattern of patches and lines.

Of course the doctors said there would be burn scars but lee didn't think these were burn scars. He sighed and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his good hand. He tried to forget the dream with Gaara but it wouldn't go away. He tried plugging his ears and shaking his head untill it ached but the thought of him hurting Lee was far more powerful than his need to get rid of the feeling.

He of course knew Gaara would never- and could never do what he did in the dream. The gaara in his dream was controlling sand. With his hands which is impossible. The gaara in his dreams wore long sashes and a large version of Gaaras' earring was on his back. Gaara called it a gourd, lee remembered.

He seemed to be shorter and much younger than the Gaara he knew now. He didn't understand the dream, the words Gaara had spoken and the way he sounded.

Everything sounded so distant but familiar at the same time.  The clothes , his voice.

Everything else about the dream was a blur. All he could remember was Gaara and the pain. A dream caused him pain. Which he never thought about before. Could a dream cause him pain or was that just his real life pain affecting his dream?

He sighed and rubbed his eyes. Depsite the time he didn't care. He seemed to be loosing his touch with past motives and devotions. He was loosing his passion for being himself.

Normally he'd be freaking out at the time. Thinking he had slept in extremely late but now all lee wanted was to fall asleep and not dream. He wanted to sleep and think of nothing but a white Empty room.

He was too scared to try it though. What ever dream he just had- he wasn't going to risk the pain just so he could try and fit some decent sleep in.

   "Lee? Are you ok?" Gaara opened the door softly and closed it behind him with a small creak.

   "Oh erm- yes! I am!" lee smiled  behind the mess of a person he was.

Seeing gaara made him think of that other Gaara. The one who hurt him. the one who...

Didn't understand him

    "Gaara. Can I ask you something?" Lee said looking down at his hands.

     "Mhm what is it?"

  "Do you perhaps-....not understand me"

The room was filled with silence. The sound of the small clock ticking was the only thing that could be heard. The silence was defeaning though.

   "Somtimes..." Gaara smiled softly, he always did that around lee. He'd give him this small smile that looked genuninely soft despite how Gaara aways felt so cold and rough. It gave lee butterflies and somtimes he thought Gaara did it on purpose to lure him in.  

   "Oh- uhm okay"

   "Why do you ask?" Gaara cocked his head to the side still looking at lee.

   "Oh erm uh- it is nothing"