I do not own any character, settings, items, etc from the anime/manga, Naruto! I do own Abby and Sarah, other original characters, and anything else that I came up with. Please enjoy and review :)

"Let's breakup." I said strongly. At these words, Gaara pushed himself quickly out of his seat, his hands lingering on the desk. His mouth was agape with shock, it closed slowly.

"Why?" He asked defiantly.

'Why?' The question lingered in my head. It was obvious to me... The answer was so clear in my head, that I would be able to say it in my sleep. My heart felt light, and heavy at the same time. My stomach held beautiful butterflies, but also made me feel like throwing up. My head was filled with the three special words that I knew I wouldn't feel for anyone else, but my head also felt like it would explode.

I cocked my head to the side, as I said cheerily, "Because, I love you." Gaara's eyes widened largely, and his mouth opened with wonder and shock again. He looked like he was biting down a smile, and was going to say something before I continued.

I kept the same smile on, as I continued. "And because, I know that this is hurting you. And no matter what," My voice became louder, and desperate, "I want to keep you happy." I shook my head back and forth, "I don't want bad things happening to you. For you to hurt, or feel pain."

Gaara seemed determined to argue on the request. "There's no reason you should feel that something bad will happen."

"Gaara, I already know about the council, and how they want us to break up. You know it to, right? From Temari and Kankuro." I looked at him, who held a slightly guilty face, that knew what I was going to ask. "Why didn't you say anything? Why did you try to take it all by yourself? What's exactly wrong though? You look terrible."

He hesitated while looking at me. He had a deep frown, and finally spoke, "If you want to know everything, then it's because of the council. Temari and Kankuro have told me, and I decided to keep it to myself, because I didn't want you to worry. But, just recently, they confronted me. They attacked you verbally behind your back to me. I look so weary...Because I have been trying my best to keep you safe, and come to your defense to the council. It...Scares me...When I think that something is happening, or something already has to you."

My heart stung. He looked like that...Because of me? Because of me, Gaara is pained. He's burdened, and this is one of the exact reasons why I want to break up.

"Let's break up." I repeated.

"No." He stated quickly, as if he were ready. He sat back down with his eyes closed, as if the argument was over with.

"Yes." I stated back.

He looked up at me irritated, "No."

"Why?" I screamed, "Why are you making this so difficult?"

"Because," He said quietly, "I don't want to break up."

"Well, I do." I crossed my arms.

A pained expression crossed Gaara's face, and my demeanor crumbled. Whether I'd show or tell him, or not- I really don't want to break up with him. It's the last thing I would ever have to do, but if it came down to it, I'd do it.

"Do you really want to?" He asked, his eyes scanning over me, as if it would give him the truth

I thought this through again. No, I don't, but at the same time I do, because it will lessen his burden. So either way it's right.

"Yes." I answered, half truthfully.

He tilted his head down, casting a shadow over his already darkened eyes. "Fine." He said lowly. He rested his elbows on his desk, and brought his hands up to lean his head on, and cover his eyes. "Leave." He commanded coldly.

"Ga-"

"Just leave!" He shouted so harshly his voice cracked. He didn't move a muscle, until I saw him grip the cloth that was over his heart, and saw some type of liquid drip down from his face. I was sure I was about to collapse, and my stomach would try to wrench up the nonexistent food that I knew wasn't in my stomach, since I haven't eaten in a while. Before my knees could give out, his sand rushed over to me, and pretty much threw me out the door, shutting it after I was out. I lowered my head, eyes closed tightly, trying to keep in the warm tears that were leaking. I gripped the lower part of my shirt, and was shaking uncontrollably. The sobs were uncontrollable, as I raced to my room. I opened and slammed my door shut, crawling into bed, and screamed into my pillow. I screamed, and wailed, and cursed myself until my throat was hurting, so much it felt like it was bleeding. It must have been forever when I finally calmed down. I let out a few shaky gasps every couple moments, as I slowly got up and went over to my vanity. I looked over at my reflection, and had De Ja Vu of the night I was drunk. Minus the messy hair, but my eyes were just as puffy and red from crying. I went over to my personal bathroom to splash cold water on my face, cooling it down, and to make the dried tear streaks disappear. I shakily went back to my vanity, sat down, and looked at my reflection. Something near my chest glistened in the light, and I noticed it as the necklace Gaara got me. I opened it, and looked at the picture inside. I gripped it, and brought it up a little higher, starting to sob all over, sure my tears were falling onto the thin glass that protected the dear pictures. I went over to my bed, and laid back down.

"Itai!" I grumbled. I gripped as far back as I could to reach my left shoulder blade. It was on fire, it was as if I was being stabbed with a thousand needles. After much, cringing, gritting of my teeth, and escaped yelps of excruciating pain, it died down. I pulled my shirt up over my head, but so that it wasn't completely off. I turned around infront of my mirror, and twisted my head back to see if anything was there.

"What the..." I asked, shocked. There was a huge black and blue bruise covering my whole left shoulder blade. I did get some bruises from Gaara's sand pushing me roughly out of his office, but it wasn't even close to my shoulder blade. I shook it off for later, to tired to care. I went back over to my bed, and drifted off to a much needed rest.

That night, I thought all I would have were sad dreams of Gaara, and our breakup. How yesterday, my heart was broken, and it hurt more than I could ever thought. How the only way I could get at least a little of the pain to go away, was to think about how much this would help Gaara. But...That night, I dreamed that everything was perfect. That I saw all of my friends and family from my world. That Gaara and I were still together, happy as ever. That Ryuu was out of jail, and we had the funnest times messing around together. That Sarah came back from the Akatsuki, and that they were demolished. That Sarah and I could pass through each world, as much as we wanted without a care in the world. Everything was beautiful, bright, wonderful, and made me feel as light as a feather.

When I finally woke up, I felt at bliss. And for one moment, I actually thought Gaara and I never broke up. It was only when I heard the light knocks on my door, did reality wash over me.

Gaara and I...Were officially over.

Please, please don't hurt me! . Id also like to announce that I am re-starting the previous contest. There was not enough contestants, and that nobody got the full answer. To win, you need SPECIFICS. I need a couple answers. 1.- Where did the Spaghetti song that Abby sang, come from? 2.- Who sang it. (more than one person?) 3.- Why were they singing it? When were they singing it? First one to answer these questions win:D Good luck!