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Maybe I should make on in Gaara's point of view, but I'm not good at capturing characters.

Hmm . . . I think I might change the summary.

Chapter 4: Finding.

" Naruto!" I screamed upon seeing him.

He looked completely torn. Literally.

It was like some caged animal broke out from it's chains, and decided to take feast upon my blonde friend. And you know? Usually, Naruto healed very fast, because of the demon within him, but no.

I noticed, as soon as I got there, that Gaara was standing over him, with this look of lust in his eyes . . .

Shukaku must be craving blood already, but he was not going to touch a hair on Naruto's head. I ran over to the broken, limp body, covering his with mine." What the hell happened?" Tamari appeared next to me, and she put a hand on my shoulder." Don't worry, Sakura. With your help, he'll be back to normal in no time."

That was the thing with Tamari! She thought too positively, and it was beginning to bother me.

Here Naruto was; beat, and broken, and we don't even know who did it. Whoever the ninja was that did this, was fairly strong, and capable of even bringing Gaara down. At least, in my opinion.

" Is he still breathing?" I glanced up at Gaara, seeing as he was just staring down at Naruto, a mask, devoid of any emotion, was placed on his face.

" Yeah. Like Tamari said, once I get him healed, he'll be back to normal."

" Then heal him," Gaara demanded.

If it were any other time, but now, I would have hit him so hard . . .

" What's your problem, Gaara? She's trying to help him!" Tamari stared beside me. I sighed, before getting to work on healing Naruto's wounds.

He was barely breathing, but breathing, none the less.

By the time we got passed the Suna Gates, Naruto was looking as normal as ever, and I had to say . . . I was proud of myself. He was breathing deeper, as well, and I couldn't be more happier.

Tamari went off to go find Kankuro, leaving me behind with Gaara in the hospital room that I took care of him in.

He just sat, watching Naruto, on the chair that I had sat, watching him.

" Gaara?"

" Hm?"

" He'll be okay. I promise." Like Tamari said: Naruto was Gaara's inspiration to become good. "Hn." I sighed, sitting on the floor in front of Gaara, my hands in my lap, and my head tilted, looking up at him. Gaara's eyes fell down to meet mine, and they widened, slightly, before flickering back over to Naruto. I continued to stare at him, not noticing my face was, probably, as pink as my hair.

" Staring is not polite, Sakura."

I stifled a gasp in the back of my throat, trying to control the way the heat emenated from my cheeks. The way my name came out of his mouth . . . I bit my bottom lip to refrain from smiling, but then, I couldn't help it. I grinned. And, despite the fact that Naruto was in the bed beside me, more weak than he has ever been, I was happy. And I didn't know why. I guess you could say I was dense.

Gaara's eyes traveled back to me, like an owl, his head didn't move, but his eyes met mine. I could have sworn I saw his cheek turn slightly pink, which only made me grin even more.

" You know no manners, do you?"

I let out a giggle, tilting my head back over to the other side." Manners are for loser."

He let out a snort, before turning his head toward me, leaning forward only to have his face inches apart from mine . . .

I think my heartbeat just stopped for a moment there.

" I suppose I'm a loser, then." A smirk pulled at his lips, but I swear he was forcing it down.

" Er, yeah, I guess you are. If you consider eating people manners . . . " I blushed even more, backing away from the man, and pushing myself to sit behind Naruto's bed. " Jerk." I muttered underneath my breath, narrowing my eyes at the wall in front of me.

" I heard that." I could have sworn I heard amusement in his voice, and I could nearly hear a smirk upon his lips, if only that were possible." And I do not eat. I simply kill."

I frowned, turning my face to look at him." You're psycho." I commented.

" Not everyone can be sane."

I scuffed, annoyed and angry. " You have an answer for everything."

" Not everything . . . " He whispered, his eyes growing distant. A flash of confusion flickered on his face, but it was gone, soon, and replaced with a cold mask of no emotion.

Hah, too late. I already saw that.

" Confused about something, Mr. Gaara?" I teased, the grin that was once on my lips appeared again. I suppose I was pushing it too fair.

He glared over at him, his fingers curling into a fist.

" Tell me, Sakura . . . "

" Hm? What is it?"

" Can you embrace the storm?" He tilted his head to the side at me.

" Er, what do you mean by that?"

He smirked, before getting off the chair he had just sat on, and walked over to the door.

" Suna is known for it's storms, you know." And with that, the sand-controller was out of the room.

" He's so weird." And yet, I didn't mind.

I took a deep breath, pushing myself off the ground to go stand beside Naruto's bed." Hmm . . . "

I placed my hand on his forehead, and the other near his abdomen; on the seal.

" Lets see if I can do this."

I closed my eyes, and with that being done, I felt surrounded.

It was dark in Naruto's mind, except the fact that there were corners, and hallways that I didn't know where it leads to.

This one particular hallway seemed to go on forever, but then, a dark red light seem to emanate from the corner, and I slowed my movements.

Someone was talking . . .

Talking in Naruto's head.

And it wasn't Naruto.

I sped up, now running down the rest of the hallway, until I skidded to an abrupt halt, and stopped near the corner.

" Naruto?" I called.

Nothing. No response, just a dark laughter that filled the air. I continued my progress toward the source of the laughter, only to come upon a large, red gate . . . And upon that gate, was a seal.

" Kyuubi?"

" You guessed right, little one." The voice. Movement caught my eye, and I stared deeper into the darkness, past the cage, causing my eyebrows to furrow in concentration.

" You did something to Naruto, didn't you?"

" I did or I didn't. It's a simple misconception, you see . . . "

I jumped back when shadows appeared on the walls, a dark laugh erupted from the darkness. And soon, in front of me, a fox-like-demon appeared, giving me a sly grin. His eyes peered into my, before letting out a scuff.

" It's only a weak female . . . "

" You did do that to him!" I blamed him, trying to control my fear.

You see, Kyuubi seemed calmer than Shukaku, but actually seeing the demon was frightening.

Seeing it behind bars, frightened me even more . . .

The bars represented his power; his danger, and I knew that I would possibly pay for this.

" I did what to him?" So, he was playing stupid was he?

I had to keep focus . . .

This was a fox, for crying out loud! And foxes tend to be sneaky and cunning animals.

" You nearly killed Naruto!"

" Nearly. Almost. Isn't that all the same? I'm afraid, my dear girl, that you're just not getting any where."

Another grin, another laugh, and another sadistic glint.

" Are you psycho!? If you killed Naruto, you could have killed yourself!"

" Perhaps, perhaps not. There is something about us demons you just don't know about, Blossom." A growled erupting from his throat.

" And what exactly does that mean?"

" You know, something as insignificant as a body, you seem pretty attached to this one." He joked, his laugh filling the air again. Ignoring my question . . .

He was teasing me . . .

" You! You're so- Ugh!" With that, I raced toward the cage, banging one of the bars with my fist." If you ever get out of here . . . " I didn't finish my threat, but this fox was beginning to piss me off.

" You'll do what?" His large face came close to mine, and one of his claws reached out from the small hole between the bars, and aimed toward me. I didn't noticed. The sharp claw pierced my shoulder, and I let out a scream, my concentration that, I had focused on Naruto, disappeared.

I was soon back in the Hospital room, grabbing the invisible wound on my arm. I was screaming, and I didn't even notice." It hurts." I whispered to myself, gripping the wound that was only in my mind.

" I know."

I looked up to see Gaara, and his hands were placed on my shoulder, holding me still.

" Gaara, the Kyuubi did it to Naruto. Not some random ninjas!"

Something was happening . . . Something between Shukaku, and Kyuubi, and this time . . . I was sure about it.

" I know." Gaara repeated, this time, his anger filled his voice.

I glanced down at his hands that were on my shoulder, noticing that it was calming me down, as well as stopping the invisible wound on my arm from hurting anymore.

He retracted his arm back to his side, and he glared down at me.

I noticed, now that he was actually out of bed, that he was a bit taller than me.

" Why did you do that?" He asked, suddenly, a cold mask was placed upon his face.

" I-I wanted to see for sure if it was Kyuubi doing that to Naruto. Kind of like how Shukaku was doing that to you . . . "

" You are a stupid Kunoichi." He growled, before stepping away from me." Do you even think before you act?"

" Do you?" I asked, glaring right back at him. " There is people dead because of you. You never thought before you did that, did you?"

He took a deep breath, his jaw clenching.

I placed my hands on my hips, my gaze boring into his, and he glared right back.

" Did you ever think, for once, that when you decided to make that decision of dying a couple of weeks ago . . . Did you ever think of the effect it would have on people?"

" What effect, Kunoichi?" It wasn't really a question. " They would be happy if I disappeared. A monster as a Kazekage . . . " He let out a scuff of annoyance.

" People were depressed, you arrogant prick!" I shouted, my hands clenched into fist at my side." Tamari never stopped talking about you! Not once! Kankuro didn't, either. My apprentice, - or whatever she is - Kina, she almost looked like you! Black circles under her eyes, and everything! Just because she wanted you to live.

I, me, Haruno Sakura tried everything in my power to keep you from dying! And you know what? My heart broke when I thought you died . . . People didn't like seeing you like that, Gaara, and you better believe it!"

Oh. I just said Naruto's line . . .

Gaara let out a growl, and lean forward, his hot breath blew on my face . . .

" People lie, Kunoichi." He growled." And I'm happy they do."

I didn't believe that . . . Gaara wanted people to care about him. Not like to his face. He didn't want . . . he needed. But it was hard to not believe; his face looked so serious. So calm.

" Gaa-"

" Ugh . . . "

I glanced over toward Naruto, who was propping himself up on his elbows, and giving me and Gaara an odd look of confusion.

" Are you two fighting?"

" Er, no Naruto."

I saw Gaara narrow his eyes at me from beside, before rushing past, and out the door.

" Then what's up with Gaara?"

" He's being grumpy.

Naruto let out a laugh, before looking toward the door.

" So, you brought him back to health, huh? I knew you could do it Sakura-chan!"

I grinned over at him, tilting my head to the side, and giving a small shrug.

" All thanks to Tsunade-san!"

" Granny Tsunade has no credit, what-so-ever. She's too old to take credit, anyway! Did you know what she made me do? Clean up her office just because I was teaching Konohamaru a new jutsu. Granny is one unclean girl, by the way."

" What jutsu were you teaching him, exactly?"

Naruto giggled nervously, before shrugging." I don't remember, Sakura! Got attacked, remember?"

I rolled my eyes, clearly hoping he was just joking, and that he knew it was Kyuubi.

" It was Kyuubi, Naruto. You should know that, of all people."

" I-I know." Naruto looked down at his hands, before shrugging his shoulders, and grinning over at me. No matter what happened to him, Naruto never went down. It was just like Kakashi-Sensei said . . . The greatest glory in living, lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. I never understood what he meant until Naruto, and to be completely honest, Naruto inspired me to do the same. As you can see, that was the day I cut my hair short.

" He keeps me company, at least."

" How can you say that, Naruto?"

" Whenever I feel like giving up, Sakura-chan . . . He's there."

I frowned at him. He's only there so can get out, not help him.

" That creature - whatever it is - is psycho, Naruto."

" Wait, how do you know that?"

" I-I don't. I'm just saying, Naruto. He was the one who got sealed in you just because he nearly destroyed the village."

Naruto didn't say anything, he just stared nervously at the ground.

" I got to go, Naruto. Tamari and Kankuro invited me to dinner, and I'm kind of hungry." I walked over to my blonde friend on the bed, leaning forward to kiss the soft, gold hair of his. When I pulled away, he was not the only one blushing." Those two? They're more interesting than me?"

" Actually, yes. Kankuro just loves me!" I joked. Okay, I know, I was messing with Naruto's feelings, but this was funny. I never seen Naruto this jealous before . . . It's probably because Naruto doesn't really know Kankuro like he did with Sasuke.

" I'm just joking, Naruto. Supposedly, I'm too 'uncool' for him." I let out a soft giggle, before walking over to the door. Naruto was so much like a lost puppy that it almost made me laugh out loud.

" Bye Sakura-chan! And, while you're out getting food, get me some ramen, alright?"

" Sure, whatever." I sighed. If anything were to kill, Naruto; it would be ramen.

I walked out of the door, only to bump into another. As soon as I felt the heat radiating off of the person, I knew it was Gaara. I pulled away, looking up at him, and rubbing my face, as if trying to pretend my cheeks were red for another reason." Y-You going to talk to him, Gaara?"

" Hn."

Okay, he wouldn't talk. He just sit there, and stare . . .

" Well, have a good time." He didn't move. Oh, I see. Male dominance . . . He was waiting for me to move.

" Er, you know . . . You can walk past me."

" As well as you can."

Both of our eyes narrowed, and I folded my arms across my chest. " You're a jerk, Gaara." He arched a nonexistent eyebrow." And you're stubborn," He muttered.

I turned around, sending one last glare in his direction, before walking off down the hallway, stomping my feet, nosily, the entire way.

As I walked off . . . I stared at the floor.

Something definitely was happening between Kyuubi and Shukaku . . .

And, whatever it was, Gaara knew, and he wasn't doing anything about it.