I warily watch Gaara and Sasuke argue.

"Meet me outside, after school. We'll settle this.. 'dispute'," Sasuke says.

"Fine with me," Gaara replies smugly.

Once Sasuke walked back to his seat, I shook my head. Did they really just decide to fight each other after school?

"What...just happened?" I ask, dazed. Gaara glances at me, before looking back down at his book. 

"Pretty boy and I are going to fight after school," Gaara replies, in a bored tone.

"But why?" 

"Over you," he says bluntly.

I instantly blush and get images of them fighting over me. Geeze, I have issues.

"Yes, yes you do," Inner says, snickering.

"Shut up, you're one of my issues."

"Why though?" I press. 

"...." 

"Gaara?" 

"Hn."

"Are you refusing to answer me?"

"Hn."

I sigh and slap my forehead. So much for getting answers from him. I glance at Sasuke and see him staring at me. I smile in his direction, which causes him to turn slightly red. Is he sick? 

*Time skip, after school*

'Oh no' 

Gaara and Sasuke were serious, weren't they? I ran outside of the school, terrified of what I may see. When I got outside, I saw the one thing I didn't want to see. Sasuke and Gaara were in the middle of a fist fight, which was pretty brutal. 

"Stop!" I yell as I run in between them. 

"O-ugh," I say, as Gaara's fist collides with my head. I feel myself getting dizzy. My head is pounding and my legs feel wobbly. I tumble to the ground, Gaara and Sasuke freaking out. It might have been a hallucination, but I swear Gaara cried.

With that I found myself falling asleep.

Naruto's POV

I rushed through the hoards of people crowded around Sasuke, Sakura, and Gaara.

"What the hell happened to Sakura-chan?!" I nearly scream.

"..I punched her... she got between Sasuke and me," Gaara replies, refusing to make eye contact with me.

I feel tears sting my eyes, and I blink them away. She was important to me. I don't know what to do...She's my everything. Someday I'll make her mine and she won't ever be hurt again. I gently pick her up and start carrying her to the nurse's office. On my way, her uniform slid down her shoulder a little, making me blush in embarrassment. She's just so beautiful.

I pause for a second when I spot the dark bruise blossoming on her pale skin. I pull her jacket off and gasp at all the scars and bruises that litter her skin. I nearly puke as I realize what this means.

Gaara's POV

I feel horrible. I can't believe I hit her... I didn't mean to, she just...ugh. What do I do now? How can I fix this? If this was any other person I wouldn't care, but this is Sakura. She's...special. I would never admit it to anyone, but I've fallen for her. Hard. But I'm not the only one. There are so many others caught in her charm. 

I ran after Naruto, hoping to catch up with him. Little ways from the nurse's office, I spot him kneeling on the floor with sakura laying on her stomach. I feel anger bubble in my stomach, as I march over to that little idiot. 

Once I get over to him, I see what he was looking at so intently. Scars, scratches, and bruises. Everywhere. Some old, some fresh. I swallow, nearly having a breakdown. Who's doing this to her? Who would ever hurt her like this? 

"Who...who did this?" Naruto mumbles.

"I don't know," I reply clenching my fists.

"Whoever did it is going to pay," a voice says angerly from behind me. I turn around sharply, to see that Sasori guy shaking with anger. He storms off, without another word. He probably thinks another kid did it. But I would bet the problem is deeper. More like her father or mother is doing this. But how can I help her if she won't even tell me?

Sasori's POV

Someone's going to pay. How dare anyone put their hands on my doll?! She doesn't deserve this from anyone. I'll find the one responsible and make sure they never hurt her again.

To be continued.....