Clarissa POV

Was I getting annoyed with Gaara? Yeah, you could say that. He was just standing in the middle of the field we were training in, wearing his onesie thing and smirking as I struggled to crack his sand armour.

And this is without him even trying to even move! It's infuriating.

In a minute I swear I'm going to throw something at him. Something very, very heavy. Like a brick. Or a house if I can magically have enough strength from my rage.

Ok, right, I've lost it. I picked up a brick, and lobbed it at his head. It smacked against his head with a satisfying Clonk! And his armour smashed, and flaked to pieces around his feet.

He was just about to open his mouth to say something (probably derogatory) but Sasuke stumbled into the field and lay down beside me. "Hey Emo duck-butt!" I yelled to him. He curled into a ball, and groaned. He finally choked out a reply.

"Hello, Clari. Help me. Please?" I looked at Gaara in shock, who was walking over to us with a concerned look on his face.

"How do I help you, Sasuke?" I asked, carefully touching his shoulder. When I pulled my hand away, it was covered in blood.

"Get Tsunade. Or another healer. Please. Quickly." He gasped. He lifted his head to try and look at me. I could see the pain in his eyes.

"Ok, I'm going. Don't move." Sasuke was crying. Gaara looked at him, as if afraid… oh… blood. He wandered along with me, away from Sasuke.

"He's such a show off!" Gaara scoffed. "He can't be in real pain!" I glared at Gaara.

"And why not, sand brain?" I raised an eyebrow, and Gaara shut up. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Don't be bitchy, Gaara. It'll come back and bite you on the bum one day."

Gaara looked pleasingly scared. HAHAHAHAHA. And, y'know, being a twin doesn't matter when you have the mentors you wanted. Oh, and friends. Lots of them. "You got that, Gaara?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Good. Good." I laughed good naturedly, and flung my arms out wide. "Isn't it a beautiful day? Well, for everyone that's not Sasuke."

Siobhan came flying down the track. She also was covered in blood. "Clarissa! Have you seen Sasuke? Please say you know where he is!"

"Yeah, he's in the training fields. You know where that is?" She smiled gratefully.

"Yeah, thanks. I know where that is." She tried to run off, but in the end walking was hard enough. She stumbled out of view in much the same way as Sasuke.

"Hey Gaara. Is Tsunade the only healer person around here?"

"Err… I think so." God. Are any boys ever sure of anything? Oh well, we'll just have to find Tsunade.

"Clarissa!" I turned at Amalia's voice.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Have you seen Greece or Sasuke?" WTF? Who's Greece?

"It depends on who Greece is."

"Siobhan." Ohhhhh.

"Yeah. She's with Sasuke. In the training field. D'you know where that is?" Amalia looked puzzled.

"There's a training field?" She looked incredulous.

"Yes, there's a training field. Gaara will take you there." I turned to him. "Won't you, Gaara?" Gaara nodded.

"Yeah, sure." He gestured at Amalia to follow him, and they walked off. Annabell, my useless twin ran after them, after pausing to glare and swear at me. I swore back.

"Is it… Clarissa?" A girl looked at me. Whoa, dude. Her hair!

"Yeah. What do you want?" She wasn't smiling anymore. She was looking annoyed (and annoying).

"I'm Sakura. Do you know where Sasuke is?"

"No. Keep looking." I walked off, grinning. I hate people with pink hair. Especially people with Short pink hair who like boys. Eww.

"Humph!" Sakura stormed off in a cloud of dust that her feet had kicked up. I looked at her sandals, and at my own wedged converse. I laughed. Oh, I was in a good mood today.

I spotted a guy talking to a girl. I guessed she was in her early twenties, with long blonde hair, and a slim figure. She was wearing a necklace that looked… wrong… to say the least. Tsunade?

"Tsunade?" The woman turned to face me.

"Yes. How can I help you?" She asked. She looked at the guy. He shrugged.

"Sasuke is in pain. I need help for him." She went pale. She obviously liked Sasuke.

"Sasuke? Oh no. I must get there straight away!" See! She likes him.

"Yeah. He's in the training field with Gaara, Amalia, Siobhan and Annabell. I turned Sakura away, because everyone hates her."

Tsunade nodded. "Wise."

We walked to the field in a hurry. Sasuke was leaning against a post, hugging Siobhan. As soon as I spotted Gaara, I walked over to him. He was looking… neutral. I hugged him. He looked surprised.

"How is he, Tsunade?" Gaara yelled over. The woman stood up, and brushed off her trousers.

"He'll be fine" Tsunade confirmed. "He just needs someone to keep him in bed for a few days, ok? Any volunteers?"

Amalia stuck her hand up in the air straight away. Sasuke shook his head and hugged Siobhan tighter. Tsunade looked at them, and smiled. "Problems solved!"

Siobhan grinned, and hugged Sasuke back. I looked at Tsunade, who was glaring at them. Yep.

She definitely liked Sasuke.

Gaara started to walk off, and he reached the end of the field just as the sun reached the horizon. His silhouette glared black on the ground.

It looked just like a picture.

I sighed. He was so, so, so, so, so cute!

I loved him.