Sasuke and Suigetsu were walking down the street when suddenly a bus turned around the corner and squashed both of them flat.

You see, I could write that. But as fun as that would be to watch, it's no fun to read, is it?

Sometimes I hate Sasuke, but sometimes I feel bad for him. Which is why he wasn't a complete asshole in the last chapter.

Gaara tried to stop the bleeding. It was heavy. Really heavy. He wondered if his nose was broken.

Blood gushed from his nostrils, slipping through his fingers and staining his hands, dripping down his chin and neck. He leaned over the sink and watched as the white porcelain was stained red with spots. He ran his hands under the water. It washed away the blood on his hands, but his nose quickly bled all over his arms. He sighed and brushed his hair away from his face. It was getting really long, maybe he should cut it- aw, shit, he got blood on his forehead. This was getting way too messy. He needed a tissue or something. Heck, at least he was missing Math.

The door opened and he glanced up.

"Your face looks beaten to shit."

Gaara glared at the unwelcome boy.

"Go away," he hissed.

"Public bathroom," he said in reply. "You need some help?"

"Not your help," Gaara snarled.

Sasuke didn't reply to him, but he went over to the paper towel holder. He pulled out a few rolls and handed them to Gaara. The redhead grudgingly took them.

"Gaara-"

"No! Don't speak to me, don't touch me, don't even look at me."

"Ok."

Gaara cleaned himself up the best he could. He still had blood on his shirt, but his shirt was red, so it blended in well.

"What's that?"

The redhead glanced at the raven.

"That there on your neck."

Gaara tensed.

"That's a hickey, isn't it?"

"How is that any of your business?" Gaara snapped.

"It is when you don't hide it," Sasuke said. "Did you and Naruto fuck?"

Gaara gritted his teeth at the vulgar way he said it. Old Sasuke was gone. New Sasuke was back and it was easier for him to see Sasuke as a malicious idiot.

He didn't respond.

"You did, didn't you?"

Gaara started to leave the bathroom, with jerky, angry movements.

Sasuke grabbed his wrist and held him back.

"Sasuke-" Gaara said menacingly, a warning in his tone.

"Just hear me out," the raven said, letting go of his wrist. Gaara glared at him suspiciously, but stayed, wondering where he was going to go with this little bathroom talk.

"Listen, I may be an asshole-"

"May? May be an asshole?"

"But you're not an idiot," Sasuke said, ignoring Gaara's reply and continuing. "And you know that's how Naruto is! You know it! He's too damn nice."

Gaara rolled his eyes at him.

"You didn't have to hit me."

"Yeah... well you- I-"

"Have issues," Gaara sighed.

"Something we have in common, then."

Unwillingly, Gaara grinned slightly. Then he frowned. "Don't ever do it again or-"

"Save your threats for someone else. You know I'll probably do it again."

"At least he's truthful," Gaara sighed, slightly irked about Sasuke's interruption. But then, he wasn't sure what he would've threatened if he'd been allowed to finish.

"I'm not lying and you know it," Sasuke grumbled. "Naruto-"

"Has a lot more to him than you can see," Gaara finished for him.

"And how would you know? I've known him since we were toddlers. And you've known him for a few months," Sasuke said.

The best few months of my life.

"I know him."

"Yeah, that's what you think. Lemme guess, he makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside? Makes you feel like you're not worthless, that you're more than just a pile of shit someone left behind on the curb? He pays attention to you, he's nice to you, he's the one who was there for you when you were down? You don't feel alone anymore, do you? You're actually happy for once," Sasuke said, trying to hit home with Gaara. And partially succeeding. He was partially right. But he was also partially wrong.

"Sasuke, do you lo-?"

"No!"

"Sasuke-"

"I'm not gay!"

Gaara sighed.

"If," he stressed the word," -you were gay, then why would you be so upset about it? What's wrong with being gay?"

"It's weird," Sasuke murmured.

"There was a time when you didn't care what people thought of you," Gaara said quietly.

The raven looked at him, surprise evident. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he can, they both hear a familiar, loud voice.

"Gaara! Someone told me you and Sasuke got in a fight and tried to kill each other-!"

Sasuke lunged at Gaara and before the redhead could even squeak in surprise, he wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him.

Could. Not. Resist. SasuGaa.

Don't worry, Gaara isn't weak, (I could never write Gaara as weak, it's just not his character) he's just confused.

What do I mean by that? Read on to find out.

Go to my profile and press on the link.

Sorry for the long lapse in updates. I've been having trouble with some nasty writer's block. But putting that little dramatic bit at the end in, I find myself in my element: ANGST.

Think my element is angst? Review and tell me.

NARUGAA FTW!