Disclaimer: Me no own Naruto, unfortunately, if I did Gaara would be the main character! Hehe!

"Get the hell away from her, you bastard!"

His voice was stony, face was twisted in pure rage. Hurricanes of sand swirled through the air, pushing over vases of flowers and forcing open windows.

"Gaara!"

My words were but a whisper spoken from cracked and cut lips. Gaara strode towards me, pulling me into a tight hug. A slight whimper escaped my lips as the burn erupted in pain.

"Are you hurt?"

Wincing, I nodded in response.

"Who did this to you!"

The anger in his voice caused my fragile state of mind to shatter completely and I just sobbed into his shirt. With care, Gaara pulled me into his arms, bridal style, and took me from the room my wedding was supposed to be in. As he passed Kankuro, he nodded at him and I knew something was going to happen to the people in that room...

Once outside of the stuffy white room, I finally allowed myself to sneak a glance at my savior. Gaara's face was radiant as ever, but the thing that surprised me was the single tear running down his cheek. Without thinking I brought my hand up to his cheek and wiped away the crystal drop. Gaara leaned down and put his mouth next to my ear. When he spoke, his voice was gruff with emotion.

"I... I thought I had lost you; I don't know how I could have lived without you!"

The words sent a shiver down my spine, a weak smile gracing my lips. He carried me in silence until we reached an exit and he set me down on cool grass outside. Well, we definitely were not in Sunagakure...!

"Where are you hurt."

The way he spoke, it was more of a demand than a question. I put a delicate hand on my side, hissing as fabric met burn. Noticing, Gaara immediately took action. His strong hands ripped the fabric and pulled it off my nutrients deprived body. Carefully, Gaara pulled at the now blood soaked bandages. The thin layer of skin that had been on it was broken, revealing a fresh raw bloody mass of flesh. From a pack that I hadn't noticed he was wearing, the red head pulled out bandages and carefully re wrapped the burn. As he finished, I noticed his lingering stare on my red bra and a slight pink tinted my cheeks.

"Can I have your shirt?"

He was startled by my question, until he realized the ruins of my dress lay in shambles around my waist.

"As you wish."

His words sent my cheeks aflame. Under the one shoulder vest and the maroon coat was a black t-shirt. Gaara pulled it off, revealing washboard abs, and passed me the soft fabric. I pulled his shirt on and it was long enough to be a dress on me, going down to my mid thigh. Pulling off the ruined remains of my wedding dress, I started to stand when he held out a hand to stop me.

"No, don't stand up, we can't risk your pain getting worse."

Again, he picked me up and held me close. Annoyed by this I rolled my eyes and straightened out in his arms. The redhead looked down at me in curiosity and I raised my eyebrows in response.

"So that is how you wanna play?"

He smirked, then set me on my feet. As soon as I was steady, my arms went around his neck and hands twined in his hair, a Cheshire grin playing across my lips.

"This is exactly how I want to play."

With that, our lips touched, our bodies melting into each other. His tongue sought entrance and I willingly let him in. Gasping for air, he pulled his lips down to my neck. When he kissed down to the collar of his black shirt, he nipped at my collar bone. I couldn't help but gasp softly at his actions. In my mind I knew now wasn't the time, nor her the place, but my body didn't want function with my brain. My mind cried warning at how public a place this was.

"We... we should...ummm... get back to everyone."

His lips were distracting as he burned kisses back up my neck.

"Gaara... I am serious, we should-"

My words were cut of by his lips capturing mine once more. A hand started to slowly crawl up my side. A yelp of pain burst passed my lips when his fingers ghosted over my burn.

"I am so sorry, I just wasn't thinking!"

Gaara was clearly horrified with himself and I giggled, causing a confused look to cross his face.

"It is okay, I am fine...you didn't hurt me."

A small smile came to his kiss swollen lips.

"Gaara, whatever you do I will forgive you, because I love you!"

"I love you too."

Hand in hand we slowly made our way to where the others were waiting. They stood in a large group, the prisoners in a small circle in the middle. As we arrived, I noticed a few of the men from Konoha looked me up in down with lust filled eyes. The look Gaara sent them caused every single one to back off, cringing a little in fear. The sand nin was well known to the Hidden Leaf ninja.

"Where are your pants?!"

Kankuro's question caused me to gasp out in laughter, then in pain as the burn responded harshly to the movement. Sakura rushed over as she saw me wince in pain. I remembered from my short time with her that she was a medic nin. It showed when she motioned to a different ninja, taking charge. When I looked to see who it was, his eyes reminded me of Gaara's, but they were black. Using a special jutsu the man built a wood house for Sakura to use as a medic station. Picking me up, Gaara carried me inside; laying me down the cold wooden table.

Without a thought of my privacy, the pinkette pulled up the t-shirt, revealing the lacy red underwear that I had been wearing underneath. Well this was awkward! I had done my best to keep my underwear hidden when I put Gaara's shirt on, but my efforts were now in vain, much to my great embarrassment. Getting to work, the medic started by untying the bandages my red head had so nicely put on. When Sakura winced, I knew the burn must have been severe.

"Third degree, on the stomach and right side of body. Obviously infected, Tsunade will need to be the one to fix this."

She mumbled to herself as if she were mentally taking notes of my injuries. Gaara's eyes were lingering on the underwear, until he heard the name "Tsunade".

"Will she need to be taken to the Leaf?"

Even as he asked the question, it was all to clear he knew the answer. A frown on her delicate features, Sakura turned to the sand ninja and nodded.

"'Fraid so."

Hey! I am so sorry I didn't post last week! I was just really depressed about some stuff, but I am all better now! I hoped you like it, R&R!