Chapter 1

No one's POV

A smart pop sounded, waking Gaara from a doze he had not realized he was taking. His eyes opened to see yellow eyes, blonde hair, and a bubble appear from yellow lips before snapping, mimicking the noise that had woken him.

A chunk of hair hung over her right eye, going down to shoulder, and the rest was tied high on her head. Her outfit was also yellow: a yellow unzipped jacket going to her mid section with the collar to her chin, a plaid yellow tank top with orange and green lines crisscrossing, and a flared yellow short skirt.

His eyes were brought back to her face when she snapped her gum again, also revealing it to be yellow.

"Yes," he questioned. He had never seen her before, yet she had reached his office. And stealth was not in her opinion if she was dressed as she was.

"I brought the interview from that Kirigakure nin, the one found in town." She sighed the reply as if bored. Gaara glanced at her hands to see that a folder was in her hand.

"And you are…"

"Torikkusuta Tomiko. Ugh, this is the first time I've had to actually bring my report . I mean, what happened to those others who actually don't have something better to do than do…whatever those low ranking baka do." She was sneering at the end, part of her lip pulled up higher than the other half, the hand holding the folder on her hip, the other raised in a hand shrug, almost like she was trying to grasp the reason.

Her hands dropped to her side, closed in tight fists as she looked at Gaara, knuckles turning white and bending the folder. "Well, anyways, I have someplace to be." She tossed the folder on the Kazekage's desk – which spun and laid correctly in front of him – and turned in the same motion, exiting the office.

When opening the door, Kankuro stood, posed to knock on the door. He blinked at seeing the yellow girl, who snapped bubble in his face. His eyes followed her as she continued towards the stairs. "Ah, Gaara, who was that?"

Shit. He had forgotten her name already. He opened the file she had just flung at him. "Torikkusuta Tom-"

"That was Torikkusuta? That bitch with the damn record? Dammit, I'm-"

"Kankuro."

The black dressed nin was now posed to run. Upon hearing his name he turned to his younger brother. "Nani?"

"Record?" Gaara was surprised that his brother had heard of the girl and he had not.

"What, you mean you haven't heard? Well, you never were one for interrogations and you're always up in the office doing this sh-"

"Kankuro. What record?"

"Oh, right. See, she's been interrogating for about a year, and she's gotten perfect fucking results every time. And it's been, what, a 50 person steak? And she doesn't even torture them. She's always the only one in there but people said she never touches them. Dammit, wish I knew how she did it…"

But Gaara was no longer paying attention to his brother. A 'perfect streak'? Not torturing them? Seems almost too good.

"Send a request. I wish to speak to her. And Kankuro? I also need you too…"

Tomiko's POV

So that's what the Kazekage looks like. I pictured his face. But… something's off with calling him the Kazekage. Even Gaara-sama doesn't work. He's just too-

"Tadaima, Tomiko-chan! I got the sweet buns you were crying about. I even got some chocolate syrup since you finished off the last bottle."

My thoughts were interrupted by a boy that even looked apart of Sunagakure. Sandy hair down to his chin, light brown eyes, and the perfect tan of the never ending sun.

Iino Akihiko. My one friend in Suna.

God do I love him.

"Really? Sugoi!" I sprang from my couch and landed next to Hiko-kun. He handed them to me, both the dumplings and the chocolate. Pouring a bit of chocolate on the dumplings, I stuck one in my mouth and another out for Hiko to take.

Taking it in the same fashion I currently had it, he walked off, arms full of groceries. I finished my first and was nibbling on the second when his voice came from the kitchen. 'So you dropped 'Selfish Tomiko?'"

I almost choked on my bun. "Hhnngi!" I shrieked around my bun. Hiko's laughter echoed from the kitchen. I finally got to swallowing my sweet.

"That's only because you brought me those damn sweets. Now I may gain weight. Kami, what's wrong with you? Ugh, my lipstick is smeared and THERE'S CHOCOLATE ON MY FACE! UGHHH!" I shrieked again once seeing the brown smudge on the corner of my mouth.

That's about when a hesitant knock came on the door. Two quick, unsure knocks, then one loud.

"Tch, what the hell. People keep bothering me.

Hiko snickered at my 'selfish' attitude, but my mask stayed on this time.

I opened it seeing a nin. The unrecognizable kind, looking the same as all the others. "What?" I held the door open with one hand and put the other on my hip. I changed my face into an annoyed frown.

The man, maybe twenty-wise, blinked once then stammered, "Tor-Torikkusuta T-Tomiko?" I shot my visible eyebrow up like it was obvious. The man cleared his throat. "An attempt on the Kazekage's life happened an hour ago. We request your service to interrogate him."

Ya-oh. Gaara almost got assassinated? And after only saying 25 words out of the 911 that there are? Guess I'm gunna have to have him talk more in the next chapter, IF I get 5 reviews. That's the rule now. 5 reviews = chapter. 5 + 5 = 2 chapters. KK?