Disclaimer- No, Itachi hasn't kidnapped Gaara and taken him to a magical land of blood, gore and hot ninja yaoi. Guess I'll just have to keep trying!

Warnings- ... I like coffee. And cafeine in general.

Ok, a new chapter for you all! And I'm really sorry that I don't have another chapter of Big Niisan or Those Left Behind! I couldn't write another chapter, 'cause as my non-yaoi-loving friend was here, I had no chance to write them up, but I'm going to give you a special one-shot next week as a peace offering! Sadly, no-one reviewed- except shinpachi, who always reviews and that's why I love 'im!- so I'm gonna dedicate it to a story I recently read- My Best Friend Is Dead. It's a really good story by Nactare. Anyway, here it is!

Gaara's eye twitched. It had been two weeks since they had been joined by the four, Senri, Nana, Cooro and Husky, and the girl Nana had taken it upon herself to personlly torture him through any means necessary. She helped him with the cooking, tidied his books, folded his blanket when he wasn't looking, talked to him, joined in conversations he had with other people,and was generally annoying. He hated her.

They hadn't told the four they were +Anima. Naruto, as well as not wanting to loose his new friends, had not wanted to cause the scene telling someone you were an +Anima always did. They couldn't afford to catch the attention. So while they were with the four, they were stuck without powers.

"Gaara?" Nana had stopped using prefixes after an hour. She had tried to call him "Gaa-chan" like Ino, Haku, Naruto, and, well, the entire camp, but stopped after the first time.

He turned an irritable/irritated look on her. "What, Pinkie." He found it entertaining to see how angry she got when he called her that, and he noticed the signs now. "What are we cooking for breakfast?" InnerGaara was shocked and appauled. How dare she interrupt him with that? And why did she say 'we'?!

Thinking of breakfast, he suddenly realized that they ate breakfast while other, more normal people ate dinner. Well, they weren't normal people, were they? So they ate dinner at breakfast and breakfast at dinner.

Him and Pinkie set to preparing the sausages and eggs.

They had been traveling for three days now, camping at night and traveling at day, and they had all gotten pretty used to it. Hinata had somehow managed to obtain a small book in spanish (she was fluent), Jiraiya had been busy thinking up a title for his new book (And getting many nosebleeds in the process), Itachi had often just walked ahead of everyone and came back when it was time to set up camp, Sakura continued to cling to Sasuke and Sasuke still continued to attempt to shake her off, Neji was practicing telling the future, Shino was... hiding in trees with his creepy-crawly friends, Temari was reading a romance novel the size of the Titanic, Kankuro was fixing his favorite puppet, Karasu, no-one cared what Mizuki was doing, Kakashi was reading Jiraiya's newest book, Azuma and Kurenai were still arguing, and Baki was filling himself with green tea ("for my joints," he said). Sasuke was supervising the setting up of camp when Sakura suddenly spoke. Immediately, Sasuke set his brain to Sakura-the-fangirl-reject-mode.

"Hey, look!" Irritably, Sasuke turned to look at her. Itachi, being the good leader he was, looked up from where he was hammering in tent pegs to tilt his head at her in question in a most kawaii and Anime-ish way. "Yes, Sakura-san?"

"There's another group! Over there, across the row of trees." Many heads turned to see a large party sitting in a circle. There was about eighteen people visible, including a small girl dressed in an old, pink dress who was running around and serving people. a blonde seemed to be entertaining the others with stories, though he was obviously not the oldest, and the entire group seemed to hold the air of the weary, yet it was tainted with laughter and relaxation. Itachi was the first to speak.

"Well, let's say we go greet them, shall we?" So the fourteen-person group promptly went and took a rest from setting up to go meet the people on the other side of the trees.

"Nana, can I have more eggs please?"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Said girl called out to Cooro, chucking him a glance over her shoulder, she smiled. She knew he wanted to reassure her and comfort her; not being able to fly, or stretch her wings for so long, even after they had gone so long before this. She frowned slightly; he should worry about his own wings, not hers. She trotted towards the fire, which had been placed behind the cart so that ingredients were conveniently accessed. "Gaara! We need more eggs!" A muffled voice came from the roofed and walled cart. "Yeah, yeah, just let me find the eggs."

Nana trotted back toward the camp group to relay Gaara's message to Cooro, hair bobbing up and down. Stepping out from behind a tent, she froze.

What was going on?

First thing Naruto saw was a flash of a shade of pink that looked like throw up on a rotten pink rose. "What the hell is that?" Came Kiba's voice from the backround. Second thing was a hunk of blond hair. The next was a crazy wooden puppet wearing a pink and yellow spotted jumpsuit. The third was a pair of red eyes that seemed to spin in the dusk light. And finally, a large group burst from the clearing.

Two of the boys seemed to be brothers. They both had raven hair and pale skin, slim features and perfect faces, and one of them, the one with red eyes, wore a long cloak with red clouds. The pink flash had been a girl with disgusting hair and hangover-puke green eyes to match (heh heh I hate Sakura-puke-fangirl). A boy in sunglasses and lab-coat, a man with long white hair, a boy with lavender eyes and super-long hair, a man with blue hair (I think that's what color Mizuki's hair is), an old guy (guess who?), another pair of siblings, a guy in a mask, and- Naruto had to refrain from sprinting towards the three and bear-hugging them. Instead, he nudged Haku and the two stood up. He raised a hand in greeting. He knew exactly who they all were, but he couldn't let them know that.

"Hello! I'm Naruto and this' Haku. You are...?"

It was the oldest dark-haired sibling, the one with the eyes, spoke first. "Itachi. I'm the leader. This' my otouto, Sasuke, he's second in command. Who's the leader?" Naruto suddenly realized that he looked to young to be leader. The leader is... Iruka-sensei's our leader! I'll get 'im!" Naruto spun on his heel and waved the older teen over. "Iruka-sensei, this' Itachi. He asked for the leader, so I called you over." Iruka caught the message in the boys words and nodded.

"Hello, I'm Iruka. So, what was I called over for?" The pink-haired girl started and then spoke. "Uh... I'm Sakura. We saw you through the trees and wanted to say hi. Uh... Hi!" It was the older male, Itachi, who spoke next. "I'm sorry, but out of curiosity I must ask;where are you traveling?"

Iruka was caught off guard. "We're... uh, we're..." Naruto barged in to save him quickly. "We're traveling North!"

That seemed to interest the older boy. "Oh, really? Well, if that's so..." He hadn't asked Sasuke, or anyone else for that matter, but here goes nothing. Or maybe everything. "...Can we come with?"

Okay, Itachi meets Naruto. Where is Gaara? What's the relationship between Naruto and the Three? What is Gaara going to do about his relatives? Why does Kankuro dress Karasu in scary clothing? What happened to Cooro's eggs? Find out next week in Hunters, Hunted, Truths, Lies! Remember, the first person to review gets a chapter dedicated to them! Love you all, please review!

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