Grunting when she was shoved, Temari stared in shock at the sand. Gaara would have actually hit her with it. Shit, she was starting to think it was too late to get through to the Jinchuuriki.

Glancing between Gokudera and Ryohei, she knew after Ryohei moved that there was no saving him. She didn't care who it was, she wasn't getting that close to Gaara when he was in such a rage. As much as she was ashamed to say it, she was scared of him.

After a moment, she moved over to Gokudera, like hell she was going to let both of them die. Making her way to the silver haired boy, she stared down at his leg, unsure of what to do and if it was even safe to move him. "Gokudera, look at me...can you feel anything?" Pressing gently on his upper leg, she tried to ignore the sounds behind her, everything in her telling her to flee.