Gaaras' POV
Naruto and I were walking back to my house after playing in the pond for a little longer. We were both completely drenched. We walked down the road, laughing and holding hands.
I don't know why, but I looked away from Naruto, at my house, and saw Sasuke standing there. I stopped and knew he was satisfied with the look on my face. "S-word, I didn't think he'd still be here…"
"What? Gaara? What's wrong?" Naruto asked, a look of concern on his face. When I gave him no reply, he looked in the direction I was looking at and felt his grip on my hand tighten. "What's he doing here?" he muttered.
He started walking towards us, a smug look on his face. We took a few slow steps backwards. He slapped me across the face. That I could take, as long as he didn't touch Naruto. "What the H-word do you think you're doing?" he screamed at me, "Holding hands with my boyfriend? You'll pay for that!" He went to slap me again. I closed me eyes, waiting for the impact. I opened my eyes when it didn't come.
"Don't Sasuke! Please!" said Naruto, who was now in front of me, "Don't hit him!"
"Why are you defending him?" Sasuke demanded.
"Because, I love him!" My heart skipped a beat. "it's over between us!" Sasuke slapped him and took a step towards me. I saw red. I tried to stop it, but I could feel Shukaku taking advantage of my anger and gaining control.
Sasukes' POV
I couldn't stop myself. Before I realized it, I had slapped Naruto across the face and was pushing past him, towards Gaara, in an uncontrollable rage.
All of a sudden, Gaara's aura changed. I could feel the energy pouring out of him. He began to change shape slightly. He grew claws and fangs. I could see him trying to resist, but he had been pushed too far.
I tool a step back from him and he lashed out at me, growling. Could this be the demon inside him he told me about when we were little? Shukaku, I think he called it.
He lashed out again, this time making contact. He slashed my arm. I winced in pain and held the wound. I could feel the blood dripping down my arm. "Sasuke!" screamed Naruto, who was now, very frightened. Oh right, he didn't know about Shukaku… "Gaara! Stop it! Please!"
Shukaku looked at him, not recognizing him for a minute. That was all the time Gaara needed to regain control. Slowly, the fangs and claws receded. He swayed dangerously and Naruto ran over to him, helping him regain his balance.
Suddenly Neji was standing over me. I hadn't realized it, but I had fallen down. He helped me up and started leading me away. I didn't protest. I needed to get the wound bandaged and I knew he'd help me. He always had.
I looked over my shoulder and saw Naruto leaning over Gaara's body. I turned away, not wanting to watch. Neji's grip tightened on my good arm and pulled me along faster.
Gaaras' POV
Shukaku looked at Naruto and paused, thinking of what to do. I could see the hurt in his eyes when he saw what he thought was me not recognizing him. I used that time to regain control over my body, forcing Shukaku into submission.
I swayed back and forth, nearly falling over. Naruto ran to my side and helped me regain my balance. Slowly, the world around me stopped spinning. Naruto hugged me tightly. "You're not afraid of me?" I asked. He let go of me and I fell to my knees, suddenly dizzy again.
"No." he said, kneeling next to me, "Why would I be? You're still the same Gaara I knew before I found out about the demon inside of you." I looked at him, shocked, and laid down on my back, he leaned over me. "Besides, it means we have something in common." I gave him a quizzical look. "I have a demon inside of me too. Kyuubi, the nine tailed fox,"
I shrugged. "Just shut up and kiss me." he happily obliged. I put one hand on his back and ran the fingers of my other hand through his blonde hair.
He pulled back a few moments later. Smiling he said, "Do you think we should get out of the road now?"
"What!" I sat up quickly. I had forgotten about that. He gave me a hand up and we went into my house.
Sasukes' POV
We reached my house and I was thankful Itachi wasn't home yet. I got some disinfectant, band aids, and gauze out of the closet. He fallowed me into the bathroom and, after a few minutes of watching me trying, unsuccessfully, to clean the wound, he took over.
I stood there watching him, I didn't really have a choice. I flinched when the antiseptic touched the spot on my shoulder that had been cut the worst, but didn't say anything. Once he had gotten most of the blood off of the area surrounding the wound, he started wrapping it in the gauze. He went to tie it off when he kissed me on the cheek.
"What was that?" I asked, blushing.
He cut off the extra gauze an started to clean the rest of the blood off of my arm with a damp towel. "My confession." he said simply, putting band aids on some of the smaller cuts on my arm. "Let me see your hand." I gave it to him and was surprised to see it all cut up. He put the antiseptic on it and removed the blood with the towel he had been using.
"Confession?" I asked, feeling kind of stupid. He put a big band aid on my hand that covered all of the cuts.
"Yes." he said and he kissed the large band aid he had just put on my palm. "You confessed, so I felt I should too. Give me your other hand." I gave it to him and he cleaned it up.
I blushed. When he was done, I had band aids all up and down my left arm, a big band aid on my left hand, and a small band aid on my right. "Go change out of your shirt." he said, "It's covered in blood."
I did as I was told.
To be continued...
(A/N: oh yeah! part five! lol please review and let me know what you think so far...i'm sorry the action wasn't very good, i've never really done a fighting scene before...lol)