Disclaimer: Geshh. I don't own Naruo, never have. . never will.

A/N: OK!! Another really shitty chapter for this story . . . anyway, I got some AWESOME reviews from you lovely readers. Also. . .some not so awesome. . . Ah well. . .just wanted to say thanks for reading. If you have any ideas or small plot twists you want In this story. . you can put them in the review you submit –if you do review- and I might insert them in. Like. . Gaara kicks Sasuke's sorry ass. . or Sasuke kills Gaara –god forbid- or Sasuke gets killed by Tsunade. . something!! I need y'all to be my muses currently!! A.n.y.w.a.y. . . ENOJY!!

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"Gaara?"

Gaara moved in his sleep, feeling a stab of pain in his left side as he rolled over. With a cry of pain he opened his eyes, rolling onto his back. He looked up to see a smiling Sasuke. His Sasuke. . .he came to see if he was alright!

"Sasuke,"

Sasuke smiled and pulled a chair up, sitting down next to Gaara's bed. His smile soon faded and he leaned into Gaara.

"Did you tell them?"

He remembered suddenly that he had spilled to Tsunade. . . .the whole thing. Shit.

'Do I lie? Or do I tell the truth. . and risk being beaten?"

Gaara sat up, but only to be pushed back down by Sasuke's firm hand.

"No. I promised I wouldn't. . so I didn't,"

Gaara lied. He lied to his love. Guilt raised in his body as he looked away from Sasuke's smiling face.

"Good. The doctor said you can come home in a few hours,"

"Yay,"

Gaara felt weak. Extremely weak. Like the energy was practically drained from his body. Gaara turned over to his right side, looking over at Sasuke.

"Sasuke?"

"Hm?"

"I'm sorry,"

A smile crept across Sasuke's face as he ran a hand down Gaara's cheek, nodding.

"Good,"

Gaara smile and sat up again, only to be pushed back down. But not by Sasuke. By Tsunade.

"Gaara. . .I'm letting you go early. I don't want to see you here again. . ok?"

Tsunade didn't look over at Sasuke, but kept her copper eyes on Gaara's sea foam green ones. He nodded at her then watched as she helped him to sit up.

"Shizune!"

Another nurse ran in with a wheelchair and set it next to Gaara's bed.

"Here,"

The woman muttered something to herself, rushing back out. Sasuke and Tsunade moved Gaara gingerly into the wheelchair and Gaara looked at Sasuke then the doctor. Finally. He was going home. He wanted to be a home. Safe in his and Sasuke's bed. . .healing.

"Sasuke . . ."

"Hm?"

"He shouldn't go to school until he is fully healed. Bring him back to me in a week or so. I'll tell you then when he can return to school. Until then. . keep him in bed. . . he shouldn't get up at all, unless he has to use the restroom, change or any of the other hygienic things that are required,"

Sasuke nodded at this and pushed the wheelchair out of the room, looking down at the strangely happy Gaara.

"Why are YOU so happy?"

"I get to go home. I don't like hospitals. Never have and never will,"

Sasuke eyed Gaara and rolled his eyes, pushing the boy out of the Hospital and to Itachi's waiting car. Itachi lifted the frail boy up and laid him down in the back of the car, closing the door and motioning to one of the nurses out side to take the wheelchair back. Sasuke entered the car and turned to look at Gaara, who was actually sleeping now. Itachi entered the car and shut his door, starting the car.

"He's sleeping,"

Sasuke muttered crossing his arms and looking straight ahead. Itachi left the hospital parking lot, thinking about this little situation.

"Good. Gives me time to talk to you,"

"About?"

"Gaara's injuries,"

"What about them? Will he be ok?"

Itachi nodded, turning onto the freeway, going at a steady 70 MPH.

"I just don't think it'd be possible that some kids just randomly beat up a small new kid like Gaara,"

"Really? Why isn't it possible?"

"Well . . . If I am correct, he is new. . . doesn't know anyone. . .why would someone bother to beat up a nobody?"

"I don't know. Why don't you ask the kid who did it,"

"Ok,"

Itachi stopped at a red light and looked over to Sasuke.

"Why'd you do it? Why did you hurt him?"

Sasuke's face was set emotionless as he glared at Itachi, who had started the car again, turning into their neighbourhood.

"What do you mean. . .'why did I hurt him'?"

"I'm not a dumbhit Sasuke! I can tell when someone was purposely beaten and not. And I know for a fact. . .being your brother, that you have a violent side to you,"

Itachi moved into their driveway and parked the car, looking over at Sasuke again.

"So. . fess up. . .why'd you do it?"

"The fucking whore was cheating on me!"

"Do you have proof?"

This boy was REALLY starting to piss Itachi off.

"Well. . no. But-"

"No buts. You beat your boyfriend. . one who loves you enough to save your prissy ass and not turn you in. . because you 'assumed' he was cheating on you?"

"Uh-"

"Sasuke. . . what's wrong with you? Gaara loves you with his whole heart. He lied to me and the doctor. Insisting some kid at school beat you up. I don't EVER want to see this happen again. If it does. . . I won't have a problem turning your sorry ass in,"

Sasuke had his face down, looking at his feet, realizing how much he had really hurt Gaara.

"Ok,"

"Now. . we must get Gaara inside and situated. . I want to see you apologize to him as soon as he wakes up. And I want you to mean it,"

Sasuke nodded and opened his door, closing it. . .then opening Gaara's. He lifted the boy up and cradled him, entering the house. With a small sigh he entered his room, pulling back the covers with some difficulty. Right as he was about to set the frail boy down, Gaara gripped onto Sasuke's shirt weakly.

"Sasuke?"

"Hm?"

"I'm. . .I'm sorry,"

"Don't be,"

Gaara's eyes shot open as Sasuke set Gaara in the bed, pulling the covers over the boy.

"What do you mean?"

"Stop saying you're sorry,"

"What? Why? I hurt-"

"No. You didn't,"

Sasuke let out a small sigh and he sat down on the side of the bed, looking promptly at Gaara.

"I hurt you Gaara. I was. . . I was angry. . . I'm sorry,"

Gaara's face was in a state of shock at Sasuke's confession.

"But it was-"

"Stop. It wasn't your fault. God Gaara,"

Tears were now sliding down his face as he looked at him.

"I'm sorry. I hurt you. . .and I regret it. Will you forgive me?"

A smile was set upon Gaara's pale face and he nodded.

"Of course,"

Sasuke nodded to him and stood up, kissing Gaara's cheek lightly, moving back.

"Now get some rest. . . you have to heal so you can move and such,"

Gaara nodded and rolled onto his right side, feeling stupid for ever believing that it was his fault. It wasn't his fault. Was it?