Gaara/Sakura
She never expected it to end like this. Her hands were poised over Gaara's heart, pouring healing chakra into him. Gaara was still uncertain about his skills now that Shukaku was gone, and had a tendency to overestimate his aptitude to take care of threats to his village. He had managed to survive every mistake, save this one. Sakura was fighting to keep him alive, and was winning only marginally.
Gaara was needed now, by his village, and by those who had become his friends. She also, in a way, needed Gaara. To her, he showed how much a person can change when exposed to the idea that there was more to the world than fighting and death, and that people could care for and like him for who he was.
He gave her hope for the redemption of Sasuke.
So she fought for his life, draining herself and making use of every healing technique she knew. She would not let the Kazekage, the friend of Naruto, the inspiration of her hope, die. Not now. Not when she could do something to stop it.
Author: I apologize if this is not what you had in mind. Please excuse any grammar mistakes, or any OOC-ness. I hope you like this little drabble anyway. Thank you for requesting!