Naruto short(short) fic

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Prompted by magicalbrains in aim, this has nowhere else to go. So.

Fandom: Naruto
Prompt: Lee/Gaara kiss, dare
Characters: Lee, Gaara, Temari, Shikamaru, Kiba, Naruto


And It Comes Pretty Damn Close to Sand Coffins for Everyone


"Done," Temari smirked and licked her lips. Shikamaru looked a little dazed and disoriented. He might have mumbled "troublesome," but no one could really be sure once Temari pulled his head into her lap to run her hands through his now loose hair. She turned to Kiba, eyes shining with a light that was best described as "evil." Kiba was waiting for the, "and now your turn," eyeing Shino with dread. If anything, her smile grew more wicked, and she looked deliberately from him to Gaara. Fuck.

"Temari, if you make me kiss him, you will regret it." Gaara's voice brooked no opposition.

What the fuck was he doing playing truth or dare with the mostly drunk chuunin and jounin, anyway? How much was Kiba going to be killed if he were dared to make a pass at the scary, creepy Kazekage who could take Kiba out with barely a flicker of thought?

Temari showed a hint of teeth. She looked at Lee and there was the unmistakable sound of sand shifting in the room. Her smile turned almost ferocious.

"I dare . . ." she said, drawing out the vowels and then the silence, ". . . Lee. To kiss Gaara."

Shit! Kiba hadn't realized she'd had that much to drink. They were all going to die!

Lee made a small strangled sound. Gaara said nothing. Lee flailed his hands in silent conversation. Gaara folded his over his chest. Temari cackled madly to herself. Shikamaru mumbled "troublesome" again and curled further into her lap. Everyone else stared in horror.

"But that's private!" Lee finally burst out, face red, entire body twitching. Gaara tilted his head back, expectant.

Holy fuck, the rumors were true. Kiba had come mere syllables away from death. Lee placed a tentative peck on Gaara's chin. Kiba blacked out a moment from shock and horror. By the time he'd come back to himself enough to function on even the most basic levels, Lee had one hand clenched in Gaara's hair and the other placed gently against his waist. There was a wet sound as Lee pulled back, panting slightly.

Gaara kept one hand wrapped firmly around Lee's wrist. "We're leaving now," he informed them. No one argued.

"But, the dare--" Lee mumbled nonsensically, not so much resisting as retaining his ridiculous politeness.

"Naruto can take care of it." The pair passed quickly out the door.

An awkward silence followed. Then Naruto grinned widely. "Wait, wait. It's finally my turn? Okay, so I dare--"