I got this stuck in my while another fic and I really needed to write this down before my head explodes with the weird implications that it presents to me.

"Lee…" Contemplating

"Yes Gaara-san?" A slight fidgeting

"Can you shave off half your eye brows." A silent threat

"Why Gaara-san?" More fidgeting

"My Deoxyribonucleic acid doesn't contain the code for my body to produce this sweat ridding apparatus which you seem to have an abundance of." Blunt object

"…" Flipping tha pages of the dictionary

"…" Quiet patience

"…" Understanding

"…" Plan in progress

"Gaara-san, what are you doing with that strip of tape?"