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

Week Five

The end of my week off school is very close, so here is a long chapter.

Also, I am very sorry if my Italian is super awful. I only have a limited knowledge of the language--

I won't be able to talk today, Naruto and Tenten are taking me out shopping.

Gaara sent the text message to his older brother, then stowed away his phone in the pocket of his jeans. Naruto glanced at him from behind a clothing rack.

"So, what kind of things are we looking for?" He asked.

"Something that would infuriate my Father and horrify a possible future wife."

"Future what?" Naruto's loud voice echoed throughout the store, his yell smothering the awkward non-copyright music that hummed in the background. A sour-looking woman with her children shot them a glare. Naruto didn't seem to pay much attention. "Explain, now!"

Gaara shrugged, as if the situation was no big deal at all. "My Dad's got me engaged to someone."

"Who?" Tenten asked, and the redhead shook his head in response.

"No clue. Either way, I decided now would be a good time to stand up for myself. I'm not marrying some woman I've never met."

"What if they were a man?" Naruto grinned.

"Please, as if my Father would be open-minded to my gender preference."

"And Lee would be pretty mad if his boyfriend willingly married another person." Tenten grinned.

"He's not my boyfriend," The redhead grumbled as his friends snickered in the front seat, "we've been on one date."

The brown-haired girl shoved a fistful of garments for him to try on into his arms and raised her eyebrows. "Dude, I heard him call you 'mi amore' yesterday."

"Maybe he uses Italian terms of endearment for everyone."

"He sure doesn't kiss all of his friends' foreheads to say goodbye." Naruto chipped in.

"Listen, I'm new to dating altogether- how am I supposed to know how to label Lee and I's relationship?" Rolling his eyes, Gaara glared at the his friends as they tossed clothes to one another, asking each others' opinions. "What type of outfit do you think would be best for me, anyway?"

"I think we should take that whole edgy-punk-rock thing to the extreme- maybe throw a little lolita into the mix as well." Tenten had turned to the accessories rack and had already mustered an impressive collection of chokers, beanies, and fingerless gloves.

"Think feisty K-Pop idol." Naruto added; he threw Gaara a skirt, of all things, and the young man gawked at it in bewilderment. "Y'know, like CL. Or maybe Lisa or Jennie from BlackPink."

"Who?" Gaara wheezed, still staring at the skirt: it was tartan, with many layers of mesh underneath, and must have only been a few inches long. Gaara swore under his breath at the idea wearing it.

"Just hush for now, okay?" Tenten cooed, slapping his back a little too hard. "Go try them all on and we'll see what's the most outrageous."

"It can't be too ridiculous, though." The redhead slipped behind the curtain with his bundle of clothes and began to strip off his shirt, throwing the tee across the top of the changing cubical. "The meeting with my so-called 'fiance' finishes just before the first round of the taijutsu championships, and I don't want to miss it. I promised Lee I'd be there to support him."

"And just when I thought you were going to cheer me on." Tenten mimed tears running down her face with a mock-sniffle. "Which clothes are you trying first?"