Lee yawned. He felt so warm and good there he laid, but he knew of experience that it was in times like this, his alarm clock thought it was okay to remind him to get up. He stretched out a little and felt the textile under his bare back. Hmm, this wasn’t his bed. He trailed his hand over the surface. This was definitely not his bed. His bed was softer and fitter, this was hard. Lee opened one of his eyes a little. He was lying on the green couch in his living room. ‘What am I doing here?’ Lee shrugged and sat up. A terrible pain shot through his lower body. Lee yelped and quickly lay down again. The pain didn’t go away, in fact, it just increased. The feeling was somewhat familiar, Lee thought back and remembered the times when he had trained too much and his muscles had been all numb and stiff. He must have done something with his muscles. Lee sat up again, carefully this time. He pressed his eyes close, trying to make the pain disappear. It didn’t work. Why did his butt hurt? How did he manage to wear out those muscles? ‘I can’t remember a bloody thing’ Lee thought to himself. His head felt like it was going to explode. The centre behind his right eye throbbed and made his sight blurry. Lee got it. He must have been drunk. That would explain everything except his painful arse. Why did he always have to get in such messes? What had he done while he was drunk? Who had seen him? Would he be able to show himself outside ever again? Had he left the house?
Lee took the pillow beside him and put it over his head. It didn’t help on the pain, but it kept the light from his sensitive eyes. “Arg, I hate my life!” He groaned out loudly.
“I see you’re awake. Finally, do you have any idea how long you’ve slept?” Lee quickly turned his head and removed the pillow. He regretted doing so at once. His head throbbed harder and he felt a little dizzy. “I thought you would have slept off that hung-over by now. But don’t worry, I’ll make you some tea,” the voice laughed. Lee carefully opened an eye again, looking up at the man. It was Gai. “Gai-sensei!” Lee asked in surprise. He hadn’t expected to find his former teacher in his apartment, at least not now, now when he had just woken up with a hung-over. But on the other hand, it mad perfect sense. If anyone would follow a drunken Lee home, it would be Gai. “Sensei, what are you doing here? What happened” Gai’s features darkened. “You don’t remember anything? Anything at all?” Lee shook his head. Gai sighed, “Try, would you?” Lee searched his head, trying to remember what had happened. “I went to bed, Gaara called me in the middle of the night,” Lee paused, blushing. He recalled the conversation they had shared. How embarrassing. “Gaara called you?” Gai asked a little taken aback. “Umm, yeah, nothing serious though, he just wanted to talk. You know, us being teens and all,” Lee almost slapped himself. That was the worst lie ever. Everyone who had met Gaara knew he wasn’t the person to call just to chat. But luckily for Lee, Gai swallowed his lie. “And after Gaara called, you remember anything of that?” Lee remembered that he had been shocked. Shocked and very hard. Then, he was going to fix his problem and call Gaara back, but he never got that far. Gai had come on a surprise visit. And it had been embarrassing and very awkward. And then Lee had gone to make tea and Gai had told him about a favour he wanted from Lee. And then …
Lee closed his eyes as the images came flowing. Him teasing Gai, and Gai giving in. The two of them kissing, the lovely feeling it had brought. And in the end, the, the … Lee couldn’t even think of what they had done. He buried his head in his hands. Shame and regret filling washing over him like a wave.
“You remember? Good, because we need to have a serious talk,” Gai said and kneeled down beside the couch. Lee couldn’t make himself look at Gai. The fatherly figure he had known for so long had now turned into something completely different. He felt a strong hand on his cheek. He lifted his head and looked at the older man. “Lee, go and take a shower, I think that will do you good. I’ll be here, making you breakfast.” Lee swung his legs over the edge of the chouch. He stood up, but would have fallen if Gai hadn’t grabbed his arm. “I told you you were going to be sore.” Lee mumbled something and took one trying step. God, the pain was so strong, but he knew he only had himself to thank. Well, Gai did have a thing or two to do with it, but if Lee hadn’t mixed that “syrup” into the tea, none of this would have happened.
Lee limped over to the bathroom as Gai disappeared into the kitchen.

The warm water hit Lee, and damn, did it feel good. He sighed and let the water soak his hair. He felt dirty and sticky. His stomach and abdomen was covered in cum, and Lee could swear that his butt was too. “This is so very, very embarrassing,” he said to himself. “How could this happen to me?” He sighed and grabbed the shampoo. He had been saving himself for so long, and now, there was nothing left. No purity, no virginity, no innocence. Well, technically he was still a virgin, his cock had never entered anything, but still. He got screwed by his fucking teacher! Sure he loved Gai, but not that way. He loved him as a friend, as a teacher and as a person he always could confide in.
Lee took the soap and cleaned himself properly. No part of his body should be left un-washed.

Lee stood in the shower for a while, not actually wanting to go back down. He didn’t want to look at Gai, at least not now. He wrapped a towel around his head and one around his waist. He carefully stepped out from the damp bathroom and into his bedroom. He walked over to his dresser and picked up a clean pair of boxers. He put them on and turned to the closet and took out a pair of baggy black pants and a t-shirt with the picture of an hourglass on it. He quickly changed into this and took a deep breath, time to face the problem. He was seventeen and responsible for his own acts. His own drunken acts.

“Please sit down,” Gai said as Lee entered the kitchen. The wonderful smell of waffles and scrambled egg filled the air. Gai was a master chef, and Lee had more than once tasted the result of the other Jounin’s delicious cooking. “So Lee, I umm, I don’t know where to begin,” Gai said and gave Lee a plate filled with food. “Sensei? What time is it?” Lee asked, his mouth filled with waffles. “17:30 I think,” Gai said and looked at the clock-less wall. No wonder Lee was starving, he hadn’t had something to eat since dinner the day before Gaara called. One day without food, and still it felt like a lifetime. ‘It must have been the sex,’ Lee thought and swallowed some scrambled egg.
“Lee, I’m so sorry for what happened. I don’t know what came over me.” Lee glanced up at Gai, “Gai-sensei, I’m sorry too, I didn’t mean to act the way I did. You know I would never do that if I had been sober.” Gai sighed. “But Lee, I’m what? 13 years older than you? I should never do such a thing with anyone as young as you. I’m not a paedophile, but I feel like one. You’ve been my student for so long, and I’m downright ashamed to have done something like this to you. Especially since you were drunk and not able to think straight.” Gai hid his face behind his hands, not wanting to look at his former student. Lee dropped his fork and looked at the man in front of him. “Gai-sensei. Don’t be sad, what we did wasn’t right, but no one needs to know. And I’m pretty sure you don’t want this to develop into anything more … intimate, so let’s go on like normal and pretend like this never happened.” Gai looked up at Lee for a moment, “Lee, I’m glad you don’t hate me, I know most people would if they ever found out. Me, a teacher, having sex with one of my students,” “ex-students. I’m not your student anymore.” Gai rested his head on his right hand, “but you still call me sensei.” Lee sighed, “I guess I do.” “Lee, we’re not even gay, how could this happen?” Lee felt something heavy in the bottom of his stomach, and it wasn’t the waffles. It was guilt, guilt since he hadn’t told Gai that he maybe preferred boys. Perhaps this wasn’t a good opportunity to take up the subject, seeing that they had just had sex. “Gai-sensei, can we please never talk about this again? I- I don’t like the thought of anyone knowing, even if it is by accident.” Gai nodded and made an agreeing sound.
“Umm, and sensei? Before we ban this, can I ask you something?” “Sure Lee,” Gai said and looked at the boy. “Was I any good?” Gai chuckled and ruffled younger’s hair. “Sure you were Lee, I’m sure any guy in the world would enjoy sleeping with you.”

Lee finished his eating and the two leaf  Jounins walked (or in Lee’s case, limped) into the living room. Neither of them chose the sofa, the memories of what they had shared on that couch was still fresh. Gai seated himself in the loveseat and Lee sat down in the chair on the other side of the table.
“So, before … our little episode, you said something about the Mizukage being taken hostage. Do we know who it is yet?” Gai shook his head. “No, we don’t know, but we think it might be Orochimaru or another village. Kirigakure isn’t exactly known for being friends with everybody.” Lee nodded, he knew of The Hidden Mist Village’s reputation. Play hard and live dangerous. Things had been a little less violent after Momochi Zabuza, The demon of Hidden Mist, had been killed, but it was still a very dangerous place to be, unless you were used to the rough society. “Hmm, and the five, I mean four, Kages will come to Konoha?” Lee asked. Gai nodded darkly, “Tsunade said so. They will be trying to find a way to get the Mizukage back. And there is a risk that whoever kidnapped the Mizukage is after some of them.” Lee lit up a bit. Gaara would come to Konoha. He would have a chance to figure everything out. But what should he tell him? That he might be into boys? That he might be willing to give them a chance? Hell, Lee wasn’t even sure if Gaara was into boys. Gaara was so new to the whole ‘love’ thing, and maybe he had mistaken his feelings for Lee, if he had any at all. This was all so complicated. Why hadn’t Lee just told Gaara about his dreams when they spoke on the phone? If he had, maybe none of this would have happened. ‘What a mess,’ Lee thought and sweat dropped.

“Lee, do you think you can take over for me when I’m on that mission? I really need someone to train my team, and you’re the only one with the right spirit.” Lee felt flattered; Gai had actually asked if Lee would train his team! And Lee was only seventeen. “Yosh Gai-sensei! It will be an honour to train your team. I will do my best and show them my most youthful side. If you aren’t pleased with my job when you get back, I will run 700 laps around Konoha!” Lee saluted and Gai cried tears of youthful joy. Funny how fast they had been able to hide the awkwardness and embarrassment of having slept together. That was one of the good things about Lee and Gai, they understood each other so well, and they both knew how to move on.

Gai went home after another hour and Lee decided to go to bed early. He had promised to take over Gai’s teaching from now on. Team 4 should gather in the training grounds at 8:00 the next morning and Lee would be their sensei. Gai was leaving the next day, so Lee had only one night to recover from the sore ass he was suffering from. Lee didn’t even want to think about how embarrassing it would have been if he came to teach them, limping because he had had wild sex with their actual teacher. The kids were 14, old enough to put the pieces together. But Lee was determined to give them the best training sessions they would ever receive.
He thought about it the rest of the evening, but in the end, the thoughts that raced around in his mind before he drifted into sleep were all about Gaara.