Little Angel

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto! I promise!

Chapter One: Lost at the School

A tiny five year old girl sat on the bench outside the local high school. Her name was Sakura Haruno, and she was very lost. In fact, she had absolutely no idea where she was. The last thing she remembered was following her Mommy across the street. Then, she blinked and lost sight of her. She had somehow wandered aimlessly until she came to the grand school gate.

Sakura sighed, twirling a strand of her pink hair, and blinked her emerald green eyes slowly.

Suddenly, the lunch bell rang and students poured outside. Most seniors left campus for lunch. At least, that's what her brother always did.

It took at least ten minutes for someone to notice her. Or, at least, he was the first one to approach her.

He had black hair, spiked back, and obsidian eyes. He was pale, and had tones muscles. He was dressed in the school's uniform, and looked as though he'd peeled off a page in a fashion magazine.

"Wow." Sakura mumbled.

"Hey, you lost?" He muttered, with a manner that made it seem as if he really couldn't care less.

"Yes. I'm Sakura." She smiled eagerly at the pretty boy.

"Sasuke Uchiha, now come this way. I'll take you to the office." He grabbed her arm and jerked her towards the main building.

"You're nice, Sasuke-kun!" Sakura grinned, blushing.

"I am not. It would just be a pain if some old pervert killed you outside our school. And don't call me Sasuke-kun, didn't your parents teach you any manners?" Sasuke inquired, keeping his face forward instead of looking at the girl.

"Yes," Sakura started thoughtfully, "But my brother said to ignore them."

Sasuke inwardly laughed. Of course, he wouldn't laugh on the outside. That would be incredibly out of character.

"What's that?" Sakura asked, pointing to a large statue.

"The statue of the school's founder." Sasuke replied, opening the door into the building.

"What's a founder?" Sakura asked, blinking and whipping her head around.

"A person that started the school." Sasuke mumbled, sounding irritated.

"Why did he start the school?" Sakura gave a quizzical tilt of the head.

"Stop asking questions!" Sasuke snapped.

"Sorry." Sakura sniffled, tearing up.

"Where'd you get the kid?" A voice asked from the opposite direction. "No protection?"

"Hn." Sasuke scowled at the boy as this 'Gaara' stepped into the light. "If it's your business Gaara, I found her!"

Sakura turned innocently to see this 'Gaara' boy.

Gaara had red, flaming hair and a tattoo with a kanji she didn't know on his forehead. He had no eyebrows, which Sakura herself thought funny. His eyes were a sea foam green color, and he had rings around his eyes, as if he hadn't slept in days. He wore the same uniform as Sasuke-kun, but he was less well-kept. He looked somewhat like a street fighter.

"Gaara-kun, I'm Sakura. Nice to meet you." Sakura blinked her eyes lashed and gave the cutest pout she could muster.

It seemed to work, because Gaara turned bright red, grunted, and walked away.

Sasuke gave her a funny look and said, "You shouldn't talk to him. He's a monster. How'd you do that, anyway?"

"I'm irresistible."

"Hey, Kakashi, I found a kid!" Sasuke informed his silver haired teacher.

"Where?" The masked man asked, glancing around the hallway.

"What do you mean 'where'? She's right behind—" Sasuke stopped to turn around and motion towards the hallway. "Me?" But, as it turns out, the pink haired girl was nowhere to be found.

"Gaara-kun!" Sakura Haruno tugged on said red-head's sleeve.

Gaara turned to look at her and said, "Hey, what happened to Sasuke?"

"Oh, he went some other way, but I wanted to follow you." Sakura grinned, dismissing his question just like that.

"Why would you want to follow me?" He raised an imaginary eyebrow, "Did you call me Gaara-kun?"

"Yeah, so anyway, Gaara-kun, where're you going?" She asked innocently, grabbing his hand.

"Somewhere you can't come." He shook her hand off and gruffly stuffed it in his pocket.

"Why?" Sakura whined, "I want to come, so I can play too!"

"I'm not going to play, I'm going to fight!" He snapped, increasing the length of his stride.

"Wait! Why do you want to fight? Mommy said fighting's really bad!" Sakura squealed.

"Well, maybe I'm not good." He frowned at the annoying little girl.

"Oh, I think you're a good person Gaara-kun. Mommy said sometimes good people do bad things because they're afraid." Sakura nodded in an understanding way.

Gaara stopped in his tracks, not believing his ears. "What did you say?"

"What are you afraid of, Gaara-kun?" Sakura ignored his question.

"Nothing!" Gaara replied indignantly, his normally pale face was bright. How could the cool, collected, feared Gaara be brought to this sloppy mess by an ignorant little pink headed girl?

"Oh, really? I'm afraid of spiders, but only the really big ones." Sakura admitted.

"That's wonderful." Gaara replied, his voice laced with sarcasm.

"Not really, they only scare me because they have six eyes. It feels like they're watching me, or something." Sakura seemed to drift off into thought at this point, "Mommy didn't like spiders either. She said the only good spider in one that can't bite."

"Don't you mean, the only good spider's a dead one?" Gaara asked, referring to the common expression.

Sakura snapped back into the conversation, frowning at Gaara, "No, I don't! Mommy would never say that!"

"Alright, alright." Gaara sighed at his mistake.

"Sasuke, where did you last see this little girl?" Kakashi asked calmly, half-interested in the well-fare of the aforementioned child.

"I was bringing her here when Gaara noticed—"Sasuke stopped mid-sentence as a flash of horror swept over his face.

"I think we'd best find her." Kakashi mumbled behind his mask. "If she's with Gaara, then I think we have reason to be concerned."

"Didn't he have a street fight for today, against an entire gang?"

"I think we'd better hurry."

"Stay inside." Gaara ordered, once they had reached the gate that led to the outside of the school.

"Why?" Sakura pouted, and watched as a lot of people began to surround the red head.

"Hey, Subaku, decided to show up? How stupid of you." One of them gave a mean smile. Sakura didn't like him, instantly.

She was about to speak up, when they all seemed to jump on Gaara. They hit, kicked, scratched, beat, threw, and even spit on him. Sakura was appalled. She started to push the, extremely heavy, iron gate open.

Gaara was fighting back as best he could, but that isn't very good for one against twenty. He was bleeding from the mouth, and was pretty sure his nose was broken. He could already feel where bruises were going to develop. He coughed blood onto his hands, and fell onto his knees. This was a fight he knew he wasn't going to win.

"Stop it!" Tiny little Sakura Haruno grabbed one of the boy's hands, and tried to pull him away from Gaara. Of course, he didn't budge. "Stop hurting Gaara-kun, right now!"

Gaara gasped as he recognized the voice, and the gang melted away to stare at the girl. "Sakura, get away!" He pleaded.

"Oooh, did I hear 'Gaara-kun'?" One of the boys jeered.

Some of the boys burst into laughter. The one whose arm she had grabbed picked Sakura up by the scruff of her pink sweater.

"Hey, let me go! Leave Gaara-kun alone!" Sakura defiantly kicked her legs.

"Well, Subaku, is this cutie a friend of yours?" He shook her by the collar.

"Let her go." Gaara growled.

"Why should I?" The gang member went on, "Maybe I should just take her."

At this point, Subaku no Gaara lost control of his temper.

I don't think any power of Earth could've prevented what happened next.

Hey, thanks for reading my first chapter. Seriously, thanks a bundle. ;] Do me a favor and review, pretty please? You can tell me I'm a horrible author if you'd like. Or, hey, tell me I'm amazing. I'd appreciate it either way. For the record, I know the grammar can be bad. But, she's little and they're in high school. I find this quality justification. Peace. Love, applesauce-

Ginny

Review or I'll have Gaara killed off. Seriously. Grr. D: