-Beginning of Chapter 1-

-Beginning of Chapter 1-

A large wagon was strolling down the street, pulled by two horses in the midnight mist. The waterproof fabric over the wooden rim of the wagon flapped against cool night breeze.

The two men wore dark cloak around their bodies. Though you can barely make out their shape with the cloaks, you can still tell they must be two well built men under the blue shower of moon light.

"Be careful," a man let out steam like mist as he warned his partner.

"I know I don't want any police on my ass," the other replied.

"Good evening there," a police greeted the two.

"Great," Gaara quietly grunted.

"Good evening sir," Kiba waved at the man.

He had bright yellow hair and wore dark blue uniform and rebelliously pinned an orange mushroom on his cap.

"It's kinda late in the night, where are you two off to?"

"Oh, we were just returning the wagon for our manager from the county fair," Kiba peered at his name tag, "Uzukami sir."

"Don't call me that, makes me sound old," the officer laughed, "I'm just Naruto."

"I'd love to chat, but we have to be back by 12AM to report back to our manager."

"Oh sure," Naruto back up by a step.

"How about a bowl of ramen down the street?" Gaara opened his mouth, "on us."

"Oh, really?" his eyes seemed to glow brighter than the stars.

"Yea, since you must be working hard."

The two strode away on their wagon, making a stop at the ramen shop.

"Welcome sir," the owner greeted Kiba.

"Oh, I'm not here to eat," he said, "but I'm here to make a reservation."

"Sure, why not."

"Officer Uzumaki will be here later so here's the money for 10 bowls," he handed the old man some bills.

"How generous. Thank you sir," the old man bowed lightly at Kiba, "good night."

"Hey Gaara, have you noticed she hasn't said anything or struggled at all?"

"Yea," he spoke only one word.

"She's pretty quiet compared to other rich bitches we took before," he pulled the horses to the left and they turned left.

"Kiba," Gaara hissed, "go get ready."

"Are you sure she won't hit you or something?" Kiba remembered he, himself, once got some old unmarried lady punching and kicking at him accusing sexual harassment but she was the one who pulled him into her flabby arms.

"I'm not you," Gaara untied the fabric over the wagon.

A girl's face appeared under the moonlight.

An angelic face to be exact.

"How can you be sleeping under such circumstance?" he whispered, "Hinata."

The girl was tied up by her wrists and ankles yet she still slept in the hay stack.

Gaara got in the wagon and held the captured girl by her shoulders.

Down the wagon he with skills the girl didn't stir a sound as if she was on a cloud.

He set her on a bed in a bedroom of their house.

The girl breathed in a deep breath and awoke.

Her misty crystal pale purple eyes looked about the room.

"You're awake?" Gaara asked.

She nodded, "is this your house or am I in your headquarter?"

"You seem to know about these procedures well."

Again she nodded, "this is my 516th…no, 518th time being kidnapped."

Kiba came in at this moment, "518th?"

"Yes, so I don't really mind anymore," she yawned again, "can I go to the bathroom?"

There was a silence.

"Hello?" Hinata called to the two dumbfounded men.

"Oh, yea," Kiba snapped out of his 'What did you say' mode, "it…it's over here."

Hinata got up limping to the toilet and waved her right arm at the men, "don't worry, I won't try escaping."

"Hey Gaara," Kiba whispered, "Why isn't she crying, begging or struggling to get out like others?"

Gaara stepped out the room, "I'm reporting headquarters."

'She's struggling on the inside…' he thought as he wrote a message on a tiny paper.

He patted a dog's head and inserted the paper in his collar.

"Thanks Akamaru."

The dog walked out through the dog door of the backdoor.

"Gaara," Kiba rushed out to the living room where Gaara is.

"You got shanked?" Gaara's face was still plain.

"No," Kiba raised his left hand, "this isn't my blood."

"Suicide?" Gaara now appeared to be having a stroke.

"Just come look!"

Gaara smacked Kiba's head.

"She's just on her period."

"Period? What's that?" Kiba look bewildered.

"Something girl goes through once a month."

"Does it make them cranky?"

"Sometimes."

"Aw, that would explain everything about my sister!"

"Same here."

"Can you guys get me a pad?" Hinata

"Pa-pad?" they both stared at the innocent half asleep girl.

She nodded.

The two left the room and locked it.

"rock, paper scissors!" Kiba lost.

"rock, paper scissors!" Gaara lost.

"rock, paper scissors!" Tie.

"rock, paper scissors!" Tie.

"rock, paper scissors!" Gaara lost.

"rock, paper scissors!" Tie.

"rock, paper scissors!" Tie.

"rock, paper scissors!" Kiba lost.

"Ok," the room filled suddenly filled with purple aurora, "Last man standing, gets his reputation saved."

"rock, paper scissors!" Tie!

"rock, paper scissors!" Tie!

"rock, paper scissors!" Gaara won!

"What!?" Kiba stared at his own hand, shape of a starfish.

"My sand coffin works every time," Gaara grinned and opened the door for his dear partner.

Kiba whined on his way out, mumbling about his reputation loss against some emo cutter.

"Don't be back too soon," Grinned shut the door on Kiba's ass. He heard him scream at his ass being smacked by the door.

-End of Chapter 1-