A/N: This is a story for my best friend. I hope you all like it.

Chapter One: A meeting with fate

How long had she walked? It had been long enough that nothing registered to the woman anymore. Not the sand beneath the feet, or the burn in her throat from the hours in the heat without anything to drink. With vision blurred as if she had taken one too many shots, looking up she saw a few large structures, so she went towards them hoping there was a village, because then she could find something to drink. The world started spinning, sending her crashing into the sandy floor. Within minutes the world slipped away from her.

As she came to, the first thing she noticed was the throbbing pain in her head. Sitting up, she realized that she was in a hospital, which meant someone had found her out in the sand. A nurse came into the room; her uniform had the symbol for Suna. 'Well at least I know where I am now' the woman thought. The nurse checked her vitals on the monitor beside her bed "How are you feeling now dear?" the nurse asked. This made her frowned "I've got a headache" she admitted, hoping to get some relief from the pounding between her ears. "Okay I can get rid of that, by the way my name is Ami" the nurse introduced herself with a pleasant smile on her face.

Ami leaned over her bed, putting her hand on the woman's head, she felt Ami's chakra enter her body; it was warm and left a tingling sensation. When Ami pulled her hand away the headache was gone "How is that?" she asked, and the woman nodded "It is gone now thank you."

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Sayuri"

"Last name?"

"Moore."

"Okay thank you."

Ami left after her questions were answered, so Sayuri poked at the IV in her arm that was rehydrating her. With a sigh, she got out of the bed, grabbing the pole of her IV, wheeling it with her towards the bathroom. Closing the door behind her, Sayuri stared at herself in the mirror, she looked terrible, but that wasn't what she was looking at, all she saw were the memories flying through her head. The Akatsuki, a place she used to call home when she was dating Itachi, but then Sasuke killed him, leaving her feeling lost. After she found out that Itachi was dead, she left the Akatsuki, started wandering, lost in her depression.

After she used the bathroom, she went back to her bed, staring out the window blankly. Depression had taken its hold on Sayuri again; she didn't know what to do now. Just as she decided to try and take a nap, the door to her room slammed open, and there stood none other than the Kazekage himself. The look in his eyes was unreadable, it made her uncomfortable. Gaara walked closer to her bed "Sayuri, I thought I would never see you again" he whispered, but the look in his eyes wasn't anywhere near soft, it fact it was the opposite, he looked livid.

Gaara and Sayuri had been friends as kids, his only friend in fact, the other kids were scared of him. After the village had found out that Sayuri was also different, they feared her as well, but she didn't have the Kazekage as a father to protect her, they ran her out of the village, and Gaara thought that was the last he would ever see of her. A few years ago he had gotten a report of a woman sighted kissing the only other Uchiha, it had broken his heart that she had gone to such an evil origination, he thought he knew her better than that.

With a feeling of his heart twisted painfully, he glared at Sayuri "You're under arrest, you will be interrogated, if you had more involvement with the Akatsuki then just a relationship with Itachi Uchiha, you will be put to death" his voice sounded strained. Shock covered Sayuri's face "But Gaara. We're friends aren't we?"

"Not anymore Sayuri."

"What happened?"

"You became evil."

"No! I fell in love!"

"No special treatments!" He yelled, his face burning with the betrayal, rage, and pain he felt.

With that the first tear slipped from Sayuri's purple eyes. He watched as she hung her head, covering her face with her hands. Gaara briefly found it interesting that she cried the same way she did as a child. Shaking his head, he left the room before the urge to comfort he old friend, going back to his office. The entire walk back, he thought about all the good times he had with his childhood friend. By the time he actually got back to his office, he was in tears. He didn't want to be so cruel to her, but she was obviously a different person now.

It took Sayuri a few hours to calm herself down from her emotional run in with Gaara, who she thought would still think of her as a friend. She knew now that wasn't the case at all, he hated her. It broke her heart possibly more than Itachi's death. Gaara and she had been friends for 10 years; she had dated Itachi for two. What bothered her most was that she would never be able to tell him that it was her that brought him back to life after the Akatsuki has extracted his Bijuu.

What very few people knew about Sayuri was that her, and her twin Kento, had a very special jutsu unique to their clan, their blood could heal fatal wounds, and even bring people back from the dead. Only once had she actually used her power, only for Gaara, because she couldn't bear to know that he didn't exist in the same world as her anymore, she cared deeply for him. Even now she did not regret it, she would save him time, and time again. There would never be a time where she would turn her back on him, though now she knew he could say the same.

As soon as she was released from the hospital, Sayuri was taken to the Torture & Interrogation building. Being locked inside a room where her interrogator sat in front of her, wear a stoic face that almost reminded her of the face Gaara used around strangers as a child. The man asked her the usual questions. He asked her about the Akatsuki, how long she had been there, what their plans were, where the base was, and if any of the members trusted her. Of course she knew where the base was, that fact alone didn't mean anything for the Suna nin, because she also told them that when they had a member captured, they relocated, so she didn't know their currently whereabouts.

Four painfully long hours of questions, and memory scanning pasted. Then Sayuri was escorted to her cell. The nin would was escorting her chuckled, telling her that she might as well get used to her cell because it would be her home for a long time. She gathered the conclusion that Gaara still had a reputation of being unforgiving, it didn't surprise her in the slightest, even though she had kept tabs on him the entire time she was with the Akatsuki, she knew that everything was black and white with Gaara, there were no shades of gray.

Lying down on the bed roll in her cell, she stared blankly at the stone ceiling. Boredom set in quickly, so Sayuri took to running her long black painted fingernails through equally black hair as purple eyes checked out everything her cell had to offer. The smallest of sighs passed through her pale peach lips, she sat up, feeling restless. Leaning against the stone wall her bed roll was laid out next to, she started doodling in the stone with her nail.

"…Kazekage-sama is obviously wavering on this case" a male's voice gossiped, catching Sayuri's attention, moving closer to the bars, she listened in.

"He has been standing outside the cell block for ten minutes, talking to himself."

"I know, it is weird, he has never acted with way before, do you think he knows the girl personally?"

"I hope not that would be hard for him, the Akatsuki are the people so killed him once."

"No matter what we support him."

"Right."

A new batch of tears came to fill her eyes, so Gaara did care about her, at least a little. Plus the way his village supported him made her feel incredibly proud of him, he had obviously done well to get his village to respect him, that Naruto kid had changed him dramatically. Going back to her bed roll, she got comfortable, she knew that she had a chance to fix things between them, and she was determined to do just that.