Summary: They were both outcasts within their respective worlds. Two halves of a whole. Yin and Yang. He was hated and reviled when he should have been hailed as a hero. She was loved and placed upon a pedestal so that her purity would not be stained.

Warnings: Slight language

Author's Note: Some were saying that they were having trouble viewing Chapter Four, so here it is again.

Naruto reached the door to where she was. He wrenched it open and caught the fist that was making its way to his face.

Well…that meant she was better. He should have remembered, she abhorred hospitals and she didn't know where she was. Did she even remember reaching their meeting place? He should have stayed by her side, he should have been there when she had woken! Again he had failed her…

"Na…ruto?" Her blue eyes blinked in surprise as she was pulled into a warm chest. "Naruto!" Her guard went down as she realized who it was that was standing before her in that silly black and orange jumpsuit of his. Safe. She was safe. He wouldn't let them do anything to her; he wouldn't let them find out anything. Safe. There had been nothing to worry about…nothing…

She hadn't been captured, she hadn't been kidnapped, she hadn't been taken prisoner.

She was safe.

Lightly, he ran his fingers along the planes of her body, searching for any unhealed wounds and scratches. Satisfied that she was completely healed, he turned his gaze towards her face. What he saw there made him want to take her deep into the forest surrounding Konoha and hide her from everything and everyone.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so-" He'd failed Sasuke and now, he'd failed her too.

"It's over. It's no longer broken." The empty blue eyes closed, hands tightening their grip on the fabric of his clothes. "There's nothing to be sorry for. It's over." She fell to her knees, as if she were realizing the words that were falling from her mouth. "It's no longer broken. It's over!"