Here is the update! So I will continue on with Leave Out All The Rest, But right now, I am waiting for the inspiration to hit me. ^^ There will be a lot of explanations in this one, so get ready!

Never Have and Never Will Own Naruto

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Chapter: Hello

"Playground school bell rings again, rain clouds come to play again, has no one told you she's not breathing? Hello, I'm your mind, giving you someone to talk to, hello, if I smile and don't believe, soon I know I'll wake from this dream, don't try to fix me, I'm not broken…"

Everyone loves weekends. For some it is the reprieve from waking early. Others, finding sanctuary and privacy in their home. Some only like it for the assured parties. Matsuri was an odd one. On weekends she could be found cleaning and organizing her modestly sized apartment and cooking. With her radio blaring and cleaning supplies at hand, she relaxed feeling safe in the comfort that no one would come near her.

Wrong. There were three loud raps on her door. She froze. She knew of no one that was coming to see her, and therefore refused to open her door. She turned her radio down, grabbing her mop for defense. There were three more loud raps. "You might as well open up, we know your in there." The voice was rough, and it sounded as though it belonged to a chain smoker. She hesitated before slowly making her way across the small room. "Open the damn door or we break it down!" This voice was slightly feminine, and Matsuri scowled.

"These voices aren't even slightly familiar!" Quickly opening the door, she was shocked to see three males, all around their twenties, all with the same cruel smirk on his face. "What the-" She was cut off by the bigger guy as he reached forward and grabbed her by her hair. As she struggled, he placed a rag over her face, instantly inducing a deep sleep.

Thunder echoed in the cool night air. Lighting lit up the sky, blindingly, and a small form laying on an alley floor realized that it was raining. Picking itself up from the puddle it lay in, the form tried to take in its surroundings.

When Matsuri opened her eyes, she was faintly aware of a sharp pain stabbing her side. Rain poured down on her, stinging her skin, as she noticed all over her were various cuts, some deep, some shallow. She tried to stand and found herself overwhelmed by dizziness. Clutching her head, she moaned when she realized she had a large bruise just over her eye. She looked around finding herself in some unknown alley. She made her way to where she could see street lights, slowly, and as she trudged through the down pour, she clutched her side where she thought her ribs to be broken. A car drove by, and she noticed that it was not your average car. "A sports car? So I was dumped into an alley where rich people live?" Confused, cold and wet, she looked for a street sign, and finding none, she started to walk again.

Hoping she was heading for home, she hummed silently to herself. Within a few short minutes, she realized she was getting no where and that she needed to find help. She had somehow stumbled into a residential area. Each grand house was situated on at least nine acres of land and she realized some people may not be very quick to help. She made her way up the long drive of a dark house. There was the light of a television on the first floor, so someone was most likely up. She stumbled up the steps and formed a trembling fist. Her three knocks echoed into the darkness of the house. There was silence. Sighing, she was about to turn around when she heard voices. "Gaara, don't you dare open that door." Commanded a female's voice. "Gaara, maybe you should listen. Some thugs from the poor sector of Konoha have been breaking into people's home and stuff." This voice was male and it's advice, as well as the female's, was ignored. The large door swung forth and Matsuri couldn't hold in her gasp. Before her stood Subaku Gaara with no shirt and hair dripping wet from a shower, towel in hand. His eyes scanned over her and then realized who she was. "Matsuri," he said, surprise evident in his voice. "Ummm, Subaku-san? May I please use your phone to call 911? I have no idea what happened." He opened the door wider, so she could enter, but he didn't step aside to much, causing her to brush against him. His skin on her arm was wet and warm.

She couldn't hold in a shiver of excitement that passed through her. Thank Kami-sama that Temari thought it was from the cold rain. "She's freezing! And look at those wounds! Kankuro, get a cup of tea ready," the urgency in her voice surprised Matsuri. She thought they wouldn't want her in their house. Gaara led her over to a plush, black leather couch and had her sit. Temari, who had walked off somewhere else, came in with a first aid kit and a blanket. Gaara was on his phone talking in low, hushed tones and Kankuro came in with a cup of tea. "Oh, please don't make such a fuss, I'm fine, really." Matsuri gave a weak smile and Temari glared. "Why are you holding your side like that?" Matsuri frowned. "It hurts," she answered simply. Temari laughed. "Your rib is broken." She stated, suddenly serious. Gaara froze mid-sentence when he heard this. "They did what?" Temari gave a look that said hush and motioned for Matsuri to take a sip of her tea. "Now why don't you tell us about what you do remember."

It was four o'clock in the morning in the Subaku household and all through the house, various cuss words and curses were muttered. After Matsuri told her story, they narrowed down her attack to the signature style of the Yamanaka henchman. Temari explained that, while there were those that believed in a separation of classes, they did not share those feelings. "Basically, your in danger. You have insulted a Yamanaka, the Heiress at that. She can have you arrested for nothing, false charges and fake evidence. She can have you kidnapped, just like you were, and killed. You will disappear and know one will know. Poof!" Kankuro concluded for his sister. Matsuri, eyes wide, let out a little breath of fear and frustration. Gaara, who had been silently studying her the entire time, stared at her. One could almost hear the gears turning in his head. "We won't let any harm come to you. I dislike the Yamanaka's, as does the rest of my family." Matsuri stared at him as if he had just claimed to be the Queen of Sheba. "I really don't want to cause a trouble." Temari snorted. "You won't." Kankuro yawned and said, "Well, I am going to sleep. I am guessing tomorrow that we move her stuff here?" Gaara nodded, ignoring Matsuri's protest. Temari laid a hand on the girl's shoulder, "It's for the best." Matsuri sighed and nodded. Gaara had disappeared and Temari started to walk off. "Let me show you your new room."


So there you have it!!! Second chapter. Not as many reviews as I hope for. XxGaarasGirlXx reviewed, So I give you thanks!!! ^^