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[thefifth]

Who: Gaara (noeyelinerhere), Gai (gohardwork)
What: EMOTIONAL TRAUMA Mistletoe antics!!11 :C
When: Uh. At some point, some time, during the days in which this event takes place.
Where: HERE.
Rating: G, for GLOOORIOUS

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[thefifth]

Oh, yeah, totally. 'Sexy.' And manly. AND CONFUSING.

"You haven't-" he started to repeat, in attempt to demand clarification, before being interrupted by getting tipped over backwards. He reached up and grabbed a fistful of Gai's spandex shirt, as though fearing an inevitable slip resulting in him being dropped on his ass, before he

got

... kissed?

It was really surreal. The whole thing. Gai's MANLY hands were warm even though the (obnoxious, castle-supplied) clothes because people didn't usually touch him. His face looked ninety percent less odd when it was so close that Gaara could only see half of it and that half was also incredibly blurry. The eyebrows were still giant and prevalent though. The lower eyelashes, too. Okay so it still looked pretty odd but

hewasgettingkissedohgoditwas--

... Gai froze, and then instead of staring at his plentiful eyelashes suddenly Gaara was staring at his eyes.

"Um," he tried hopefully, with an otherwise occupied mouth.

[gohardwork]

He broke the kiss quickly and awkwardly, thinking of letting go right there, but considered that Gaara might fall and hurt his youthful little head and he wouldn't want that and and and why-- why did he still want to continue that kiss?

Oblivious to the fact that the mistletoe was caught in his hair, he mistook his desires as an unhealthy result from his pure love and appreciation of all things youthful.

Turning red and suddenly feeling flustered and embarrassed (a very foreign feeling to Gai), he pulled Gaara up to stand again, then took a few quick steps backwards, stuttering and stammering for the right words.

"I. PRESENT. GOT YOU. MERRY KISSMAS. I MEAN CHRISTMAS. I MEAN." He grabbed the bag and shoved it at Gaara, appalled at his impulsive actions. What did this mean? Had he had an attraction building up toward the young man ever since their training started? Was he some horrible predator that fed off of the youthful innocence of emotionally tortured souls?His eyes filled with dramatic tears, in which he promptly