Love Me Like XO, Kill Me Like XO {LeeGaa}

Week Three

I'm back squad yAS

Apologies for being so inactive recently, I've rewritten this chapter so many times but now I'm finally happy with it. Now that I've got some free periods to kill I'm going to hopefully start drawing a more accurate representation of what the characters look like in this AU rather than stealing other people's drawings- all credit goes to those fabulous artists.

There will be mentions of smoking. I am against smoking, but hey ho, it makes everything more interesting- and before anyone gets offended, the word 'fag' is British slang for a cigarette. There's also mentions of abuse because the characters reveal a little more about their backgrounds- don't worry, I will not be heftily describing it, just giving subtle hints so you get the gist of what's happened to them.

Enjoy~

"It was inevitable that she saw, Kankuro," Gaara shrugged, addressing the stern expression of his brother on the $6000 laptop screen, "he walked me home, afterall."

"And did she say anything?"

"What if father saw you, Gaara, parading around with another guy?"

"It's not even like that, Temari, and even if it was, you could have just told him I was drunk or something."

Temari narrowed her eyes, "You can't use alcohol as an excuse for batting your eyelashes at the same sex!"

"Don't be such a homophobe." Gaara was already halfway up the stairs, walking away from her lecture.

"Don't you dare call me that, Gaara, you know I'm doing this to keep you safe!"

"I can take care of myself, for God's sake!"

"She hasn't talked to me in a week."

Kankuro frowned, heating his tanned fingers with a mug of coffee, "Look, kiddo, you know I'm not the sentimental type."

"But?" Gaara asked expectantly, knowing what his brother was about to say.

"I really think you should apologise."

"No."

"Gaara, please, I'm serious." He sighed, leaning into the monitor and staring dead into his eyes, his expression stoney. "Say that you and Lee actually ended up getting romantic with each other. If Dad saw you two, that stuff you said to Temari could have been your final words."

"But nothing happened."

"That's not the fucking point, Gaara, you're not listening to me!"

There was an eerie silence. Gaara stared with his eyes wide into the computer screen, surprised, and shrunk underneath the harsh gaze of his brother. The redhead was not the type of person to back down from an argument, however, his brother was older, wiser (kind of), and a lot stronger than he was. After noticing Gaara had given up, Kankuro exhaled slowly and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I didn't mean to be hard on you, little bro, I just..." He shook his head, refusing eye contact, "Look, if you wanted to give dad the middle-finger and be a complete asshole to him, I would give you masses of support. He deserves every single bit of your anger. But that's my view, not Temari's, and she's a lot better at keeping you safe than I am."