I disclaim that I own Naruto manga, anime or whatever …

Italics – Gaara's sentiments

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At the Konoha gym stood a blond boy who is continuously punching the sand bag full of force. He is mad no doubt about that but to whom …?

"Naruto."

The blond spun and glare to the intruder but as he recognizes who is it, he softens his face. He grinned to his friend, Gaara. "What are you doing here?"

But instead of replying Gaara grasp the hand of the surprised blond and dragged him to the parking lot where a red motorcycle is parked.

The red haired boy take an orange headgear and give it to Naruto. "Put it on." He ordered as he mount his bike and put also an identical headgear but it is colored black. Naruto dumbly imitate Gaara and placed his arms around the other boy's hips then Gaara started to drive.

Both boys were silent but when they where in the highway Naruto suddenly spoke up.

"His such a bastard would it hurt him if he acts nice towards me once a while."

Why should he … Why do you care …Why always him …Why not me… Who do you love …"Who is he?" Gaara spoke monotonously.

Naruto heave a sigh. "Who else but Sasuke-teme!"

Why ask? …I already know … You always speaks his name that I want to get rid of his being at this moment … in your life… forever. "Should I rip his head off?" Gaara suggested.

The blond chuckled heartily as a vision of a chibi Gaara laughing smugly with a pouting head of chibi Sasuke in the red haired boy's hand form in the blond's weird but creative mind. "Yeah, that'll deflate his head a little." Naruto giggled again.

A soft smile form from Gaara's face. But everytime I see your smile and hear your laughter I hold back … because somewhere in me still wanted to believe that you'll love me… someday.

A drop of water brushed against the cheeks of the blond. He places his hand to his cheek to wipe the drop. It is not cold but warm … Naruto feels dry not damp…It's strange but feels good in someway.

"I think it's gonna rain." Naruto whispered to himself then a thought bugged him. 'Shouldn't the drop come from above not infront?' He thought but he shrugged it off thinking it's no importance at all … he is tired … tired of thinking. He lay his head against Gaara's back and close his eyes.

With Gaara he feels home … but with Sasuke he is at home.

"Thanks Gaara, you're the best! I just wish …

Sasuke is just like you."

Or am I a fool to believe it'll come true …

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Ha! Ha! I just feel to laugh … Oh! By the way my grammar sucks sorry … Bye.