"U-Uh, e-excuse me?" Hinata Hyuuga's voice trembled as she strove to keep up with her two "escorts" with the heavy iron chains hindering her movements. One of the two police officers turned around and shot her a look that silenced her right away.

"Well, now. That's just plain rude. Let's make sure they can't ignore us," Raku whispered in her ear. "Just let me handle this, ok?"

Hinata retreated to the back of her mind as Raku stepped forward to take the reins. She was still aware of everything, but it was more of a passenger seat view. Raku was in the driver's seat now.

"C-can you t-t-tighten th-these?" Hinata's innocent voice stuttered over the request. "We're getting a little antsy here, and I don't want to cause trouble for anyone."

Shit. Hinata prayed the two guards wouldn't notice their lack of a stutter in that last sentence. The larger one approached them, not noticing anything wrong, while the other pulled out a taser. You're so good at it, she whispered to Raku.

Of course I am, Raku's voice echoed back. I've got to take care of you. The guard leaned toward them and their eyes zeroed in on the key that was barely secured to his belt. Without the slightest hint of what she was going to do, Raku swung their fists up to hit him on the side of his head.

He crumpled to the floor, and before the other guard had time to react, their feet were unlocked as they sprinted towards the gate, which was already closing.

Raku pumped their legs faster. They had to reach the gate. Right as they were gathering their legs to leap under the gate, something sharp struck her in the back of the leg. Almost instantly, they felt the effects.

Hinata knew Raku was trying to stay in control even though she knew they couldn't escape. Tranquilizers always made her sick, and Raku knew that. She was trying to protect her. Protect her from her weaknesses, from the world. That was why she had come to Hinata in the first place.

As they sank into oblivion, Hinata was aware of Raku, still in control, fighting valiantly to keep her safe.

**

"Gaara. Time for your medicine." Gaara had to refrain from striking out and smacking that obnoxious tray with those stupid pills and that godforsaken cup of water on it. Shizune stood in front of him with that horrible fake smile she always wore.

Just smack it. You know you want to. Gaara's head whipped around to where Shukaku was sprawled lazily across a plushy loveseat, giving him a mischievous smile. Come on. It's not like she's just going to stand there waiting for you to do it.

Gaara turned back to the nurse and, without warning, sent the hated tray and all its contents flying. Satisfaction hummed through him as Shizune yelped and scurried to pick up all the scattered items.

"Now look, Gaara. You take these pills RIGHT NOW! Or you'll have to take them by syringe," Shizune spat, glaring daggers at him. Everyone else in the rec room stopped what they were doing and stared at him. Those idiots acted as though he'd never had an outburst before.

Sighing, he snatched the pills from her outstretched hand and tossed them into his mouth. After she was satisfied that he'd swallowed, Shizune latched her hand onto his shoulder and she steered him out of the room.

Shikamaru, who'd fallen asleep halfway through the ordeal, woke with a start and looked around, asking what was going on. Stupid narcoleptic.

When they reached the room he shared with Sasuke, Gaara was infinitely relieved he wasn't there. Shizune shoved him inside and slammed the door, locking him in. Shukaku was gone, courtesy of those stupid little pills that had been practically shoved down his throat.

Whipping out a pack of cigarettes, he stomped over to the window and lit one, inhaling deeply before blowing the smoke out through the thick steel bars. Something caught his eye down below and he watched as two guards let a new "guest" up the main path.

Suddenly, the girl called out to her guards in a timid voice and one stalked back to her, only to be knocked out by a well-aimed swing of her cuffed hands. As the other yelled out in alarm, the violet haired girl swept up the fallen keys and had her feet unlocked in one smooth motion.

Then she was off, darting back to the gate, which was shutting at a rapid speed. She was just preparing for a leap that would have her free when the second guard managed to peg her with his tranq gun. The girl sank to the ground, her eyes drifting shut.

The guard walked over and swung the sleeping girl over his shoulder. He turned and headed towards the building that Gaara had both loved and hated for years.

Hn. Finally something new happened, just as he was getting bored. Gaara took another drag on his cigarette and smirked as he watched his exhaled smoke curl away into the dusk.