Okay, this will be the last part of my story. I probably should have stopped at the last one and ended on a good note, but I guess that's not gonna happen. This one makes ME think WTF? and I'm the one that wrote this. Well, hopefully you'll forgive me and remember the good things.

Since his son's second birthday about seven months ago, Rock Lee had an unnatural fear of raw meat. He tried to avoid going outside the past few months, as Hiashi, his father-in-law, had suddenly developed an unnatural love of cook-outs.

There were many things in the Hyuga compound that could be unnatural. Hitomaro's eyebrows, for starters, were far bushier and grander than his father's. Rock Lee could go through several high quality electric toothbrushes in a week, due to overuse. And Hinata, somehow, was oblivious to her father's distaste for her husband.

Hiashi had tried everything to make Lee feel welcome in his home- for a couple of hours anyway. It didn't take long for the Hyuga clan leader to discover that this Rock Lee fellow might be a bit… annoying. Obnoxious? Overzealous? All of the above.

Hiashi shook his head as he flipped a steak that had been grilled to perfection. He found cooking meat to be one of the few activities his son-in-law avoided at all costs. The peace he had when grilling was only surpassed by the peace he knew he would have this whole week.

You see, Hiashi had invited a visitor. A special visitor, to redecorate various parts of the Hyuga compound.

Hiashi smiled as Rock Lee tentatively came towards the grill to bring the steaks inside to the family. Looking and seeing that they were fully cooked, he sighed with relief and took a few trays of meat from Hiashi. The two men carried the food inside and set the food at the table.

"Lee-san," Hiashi said as respectfully as he could muster. "I'm sure you've heard that we are redecorating the compound soon. I have invited the decorator over to dinner. In fact, here he comes now."

Lee and the rest of the family turned the door as it slid open. In stepped Gaara of the Desert, his traditional gourd on his back.

"Oh! Heavens! No no no! The color scheme in here is all wrong. You need more natural colors. And more… sand!" Gaara shouted gleefully, twirling around like a ballerina. Swirls of sand flew out of the gourd and engulfed the room.

Lee experienced his first heart attack that night.

Ahh, memories.

After his heart attack, Lee calmed down conciderably. Hiashi finally, grudginly developed some respect for his son-in-law, especially after Hinata had her second baby. This baby had his father's personality, and kept the young couple up through all hours of the night. Lee, when not sleep deprived at home, was often out on missions, so Hiashi saw the young man less frequently than before.

All in all, Hiashi was somewhat not-angry with Lee every now and then. And that was the best the Hyuga's could ever hope for.

The end.