"Thank you." She called out much to her own surprise. He stood turning his whole body to her this time and closed the stretch between them until he was close enough to ravish her lips with one twitch of his head. Her body was frozen her heartbeat aberrant, almost painful. Her face flushed with a color not unlike her hair, beneath her legs shook. He smiled, a smug look, however Sakura's body ceased all function.

In awe of the beautiful contrast to his usual look of unconcern. It softened his features making every masculine aspect of his face more alluring to the eye. He felt his hand around her own once more as she dangled behind him. He walked off into some far off direction as her mind was on anything but their eventual destination.

She dawdled as he dragged her the soft but heated skin of his hand that tightly encased her own throbbing one. Her thoughts exploded from one place to another. He had just saved her. He had no particular reason to kill only her targets and leave her unharmed. Perhaps he meant her no harm and only sought to help her when he stepped into Mr. Lee's mission and a moment ago? However the possibility of him being quite simply deranged was more likely. He could quite possibly find erasing her in some simple manner boring and found frightening her and then killing her some alternate way more arousing.

Her thoughts led her in circles as she blindly followed the man.

Where could they be going? What did he want with her? If he was helping her, why on earth did he feel the need to? It was getting dark and she paid the goosebumps that crawled across her skin no mind when the afternoon breezes grazed her. Her mind was far to occupied.

"Where are we going?" She asked him her pace slowing to a crawl watching him follow in her stead. He stopped moving forward and she pulled her hand from his slack grasp.

"Where are we going." She asked again once he turned to face her, face still passive and eyes still empty.

"Depends." He answered watching her his face still impassive. Her brows furrowed.

"What the hell...What could our destination possibly depend on?" She asked finally loosing her patience. God like appearances or not, he was a cold blooded murderer who was currently kidnapping her.

He dragged her close to him leaning his head to her ear. "On where YOU want to go." He whispered into her ear. She shuddered bringing her hands up to push at his body weakly. He grabbed her hands and returned to dragging her behind him.

"Wh...What is your name?" She asked him giving up on her previous question but he gave no reply. He probably didn't know many people who had the chance to use his name. Her heart beat against her rib cage painfully. She was sure he could hear it.

"You won't die." His slightly rasped voice muttered in front of her.

What? He wasn't going to kill her...? Was that what he was saying? How was this to be trusted when he slaughtered several men cold blood before her. She only stared at him knowing her thoughts weren't difficult to figure out. His short red hair danced in the wind with each step, the beautifully toned biceps and tricep muscles in his arm tensed ever so slightly with each pull of his hand.

Her gaze followed the muscles from his arm to his strong back on a muscular but thin frame under a black hooded jacket. He was definitely a feast for the eyes. His talent for assassination was that of the legendary Sannin which were swift, unforeseen, and left without a trace.

"Won't you at least tell me your name if I'm going to follow you around like this?" She begged again. He stopped walking and she met his muscled back with her face. She wriggled her hand from his grasp and took a few steps in front of him. She was back at her school. She wasn't sure why he had brought them there but she supposed she was grateful.

"Gaara." She felt some strange mix of sadness and arousal creep into her stomach at his deep rasped voice. She turned in response her eyes met his back once again while a strangle desire bubbled in her lower stomach to meet that strange gaze of jade.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me back? How did you even know about this place." She asked looking back over to her school. Between her glance at the school he was gone.

She sighed ruffling her pink locks before walking into her school. Unfortunately she had a report to make.

Shit, she'd never felt more foolish. She actually let her self be saved on a mission. Not only was he a prime witness, and now, by law, an accomplice but he was even her savior.

Was she really going to report what had happened? They would probably send her to kill him before killing her themselves. His eyes gave no signs of life, no . His sharp jade eyes flashed in her mind making her back tremble ever so slightly.

Her thoughts of him were not healthy. They couldn't be but she had no idea what to do.

She stood idly before the reports office before she grabbed the cold metal and let herself in.

"Identification." She heard the moment the door closed.

"eh..? Oh 725872 Haruno." She stumbled out before sitting.

"Mission." She heard again.

"Removal of target. Hidan."

"Mission Status." She inhaled sharply.

"Complete." She almost whispered.

"Method."

"Decapitation with bodily concealment with usage of paper explosives." She said the events flashing through her mind.

"Complications?"

"..." She hesitated answering only when the man began to stare at her in suspicion.

"No, but the explosives turned out to be a happy accident." She said grinning sheepishly at the man.

'Fuck that was stupid scary!'

'I agree. Lying is definitely not my forte.'

"Report submitted. Dismissed." She bowed and turned to walk away. In the hall she was glad her bluff had held up.

She walked dazed through the halls. She had just lied blatantly to the system. Lying wasn't something she did often or was proud of. And for what? What psychotic bastard had she lied for? 'Gaara.' apparently.

She ran her hand through her head and her pace sped up.

'I gotta know who this 'Gaara' is.'

'Need some relief? Gonna track him down and fuck him?'

'Yes. But i'ved no need to sleep with him.'

''But...he's sexy. So why not get it out of your system. At least he will be distracted enough for you to stand a chance.'

'...'

He eyes darted to her side in thought and they rest upon the academy's data base. All of the academy's intelligence could be accessed from that one room. There were computers inside that, if used properly could access world wide information of public and classified status.

She only had one name and her vivid mental pictures of him. Sliding into the room quietly she snuck to the back room with the computer's main database.

"G..aa..r..a." she whispered each letter as her finger tapped the key into the school's database. There were several resources from media clips to newspaper to reports. There was one classified mission document related to the name she couldn't once get off her mind.

She opened all of the documents at once and they topped the previous diagonally across the screen. She stood and ordered the computer to project it's holographic projection screen large enough to catch any and all small details. She stood before the bright hovering screen reading everything she could about the mysterious assassin.

"...of the desserts of Sunagakure. What the hell brings him here? ...not much is known about the man ... two siblings...huh...son...son of Sungakure's previous Kazekage... Family forced out of office due to Kazekage's mental break down after the death of his wife and birth of youngest son...Gaara...Culprit believed to be the Sabaku family's only daughter who escaped to another village and was never found...Current locations of any of Sabaku family members are unknown." she finished.

Most of the other articles offered the same if not a tad bit more information on why the father went insane, why his mother died and the father's murder but nothing particularly on the man she needed to find. Then the final classified document stood before her encrypted with a tiny picture of a lock dead center on the file. She made quick work of the encryption and watched the information pile out before her.

She opened the file skimming over the details of the multiple files that burst from the primary file. Medical documents, old addresses, psychiatric diagnosis and prescriptions, daily to monthly reports from mental institutions. You name it, it could be found within that file. She was not dealing with no ordinary person. She read quickly on his progress through the institutions and eventual escape. His pursuit of blood, after the mental corruption from his father's murder, and the many cases filed against him that brought forth no evidence.

He was never incarcerated therefore his current whereabouts were unknown. She sighed in disappointment disregarding all she had just learned. She tossed the information about in her head as she slipped from the room quietly. She walked listlessly through the all white halls.

In all her prowess in assassination she had never seen something quite so sad. She had never lost a family member, never lost a friend, she was well off. How could she possibly sympathize with a crazy man who had his life torn from him at, what should have been a beautiful age, just five.

She reached her room tossing and turning the information in her head begging someone to just save her from this mess.

He was only five years old when his father, the Kazekage of their village was murdered by his older sister, in cold blood, right in front of him. Both his elder sister and brother left him to fend for himself after the murder and vanished into foreign lands.

She felt sweat roll down her skin. His files, his pictures before and after the institution, everything swirled in her mind, it hurt. She couldn't fight the fear she felt when she could feel his eyes on her, or his presence, but there had always been something about him that made her want to hug him, just hug him. It could have been his eyes void of all human characteristics, or the aura of loneliness he exuded. She could only clutch at her head. There was no way, even if she was capable, that she could try to kill him now.

So what was she going to do instead?