So, just noticed that FF isn't taking my separation lines... Well that sucks...especially since this is the case with my Homestuck story too... I feel like I should apologize for the story/my comments confusion :/ let's try something else

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Ch.4 The Invisible

Gaara looked at his phone twice then up at the blond man who was also looking at his phone, no doubt, reading the message of being bunkmates. This was terrible. So he trashed some vehicles, it wasn't like anyone on the force had never done that before…

Then the blond shot his head up and tapped furiously on his phone screen. Maybe he was saying that he couldn't possibly stay with a person he didn't know. Maybe this guy's life under a rock would come in handy. Then he smiled and rotated the phone around in his hands and the smile just grew larger with every turn. Gaara's heart began to drop. What was this idiot looking at?

The man looked at the barista whilst holding the phone screen to her face. "Do you recognize this guy?" She shyly nodded and dipped her head in Gaara's direction. The blond man turned his head to match as Gaara ducked behind his hands

He heard shoes squeaking along the floor as the wearer came closer to him at his little lonely table for one. His shoulders began to hurt from all the tensing.

"Hey?" the blond spoke softly like a shy fan girl.

"…!" Gaara didn't know what to say to get him out of this mess. If this guy already knew the plan then there really was no way out of it without someone getting shot.

"Hey? Is your name-"

"Yes. It is."

"Oh great! What a coincidence that I would meet you here of all places!"

"God why are you so happy? On the walk down here you looked like death warmed over. What the hell's in that Mocha latte…?"

"I just really love coffee." He shrugged. "And to get out of that office. It was sucking the life out of me…" He seemed to be speaking honestly.

"Yeah, well, it'll do that to you when you're new."

"I'm not new, sir. I was just here on a month long assignment. I have to fix the Flynn case… all of the Flynn case."

"Huh, that thing has to be the size of the almanac. Don't call me sir."

"Well, you're older than me and clearly my superior so…"

"What was that?"

"What was what…?"

"That thing you did with superior… Are you mocking me?"

"Why would I do that to my superior…?"

Gaara slammed his hands down on the table not even fazing the other man at his side. "I read your file, Kaze number three. You're the crazy one… I mean like insane crazy. Why did they even let you continue on in his field of work?"

"I saw you, you didn't read anything."

"Yes I did!"

"God damn it! I was right behind you!"

"Perverted stalking are we now? Seems like we've upgraded!"

Gaara knew his type. The ones that bluff and jest but never really do anything. All the redhead would have to do is give this jerk a simple black eye and he would fall right into place like all his others. Gaara made his resolve and then drew back his fist. But he stopped.

Whoosh

Gaara instantly turned toward the stained glass window to his right. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the blond cringe while he waited for the blow that never came. Finally the blond lowered his arms as he watched the crazy Kaze remove his sunglasses revealing beautiful sky-blue eyes. They were determined eyes. They were so fierce.

"What…?"

"I have to go." He stood to leave; he slid the sunglasses on top of his head.

"…but…! I need your number don't I? And I have no idea where you live!"

As Gaara left, Naruto was furious. Like hell this guy was gonna leave him stranded in the middle of a coffee shop and let his happy-go-lucky act go to waste. "Hey! Get back here!"

Naruto flew out of the doorway hot on Gaara's heels. The redhead was moving along at a brisk pace that caused the other to somewhat jog to keep up. The grumpy ginger man didn't appear to have all that muscle on him so Naruto had to wonder where this endurance was coming from.

"Where are we going?"

"…"

"Ugh!"

"You need to go back to the office."

Naruto continued to follow Gaara after the foreboding comment. The walk turned into a fast jog as the pair rounded a gymnasium. They went down a dirty looking street were hobo trashcans were lined along one wall underneath gorgeous panel windows. Then Gaara stopped short and Naruto ran into him actually knocking the shorter man down. As soon as Gaara hit the ground, Naruto heard a low moaning noise, but it was inhuman. As inhuman as it could possibly get. Then one of the trashcans flew from its position underneath a hazy window crashing against the wall behind the blond.

Gaara stood. "It's getting away! Stay here!" He signaled to the other with his hands and turned to run break-neck speed down the sketchy street. At the end, he darted into an alley way.

Naruto felt a cold chill squirm its way down his spine and into the balls of his feet. He nearly collapsed to his knees at the unearthly feeling. He breathed out and it was steam. The air was colder now and the once hazy window was now covered in veins of ice. He didn't want to be alone then. He wanted that damn crazy redhead because he seemed to know what the hell was going on.

Naruto took after Gaara. He made it to the alley the redhead had jutted down, but only to be dumbfounded and frightened out of his wits. He had found the source of the inhuman groaning. And he had found the youngest Kaze sibling locked in battle with it.

Every once in a while, Naruto knew, that a spirit would not move on to the afterlife and would become restless. The ghost would knock something over or make the TV fuzzy when your favorite show was on. He knew because of his father. Every now and then, his father would visit him back at his house. But what he was seeing now was nothing close to a waning soul. As Gaara would jump around off the brick walls of the two buildings that made the alley, a little dust and grime would be stirred up in the process. The particles would cost over...something... making an outline visible. It was like what you would see in those alien movies where the bad alien would have a clocking device on and would slosh around when the field was disturbed. Naruto nearly choked on his own spit at the sight.

"What...?" He mused as Gaara bounded from the third story of a building with his fist aimed at the flickering something. "It's like it's invisible..."

Gaara's attack made contact and the force from the punch turned and pushed him towards Naruto. He skidded to a stop in front of the blond befuddled man. The expression said it all, there was no need to try and explain what had just happened in a logical manner. Not yet anyways. The older man stood with a stern look on his face. The lines above his eyebrowless eyes crinkled inward as he turned toward the mass and its half visible body structure. With a few quick hand motions, Gaara's hands began to glow brightly. It was a pure color, yellowish gold. In a few seconds he was holding something that resembled a katana, but with a glowing blade of the same color. The handle was jet black with golden intricate lines carved for a hand grip. It was a striking contrast between the wielder, the blade and black.

Gaara took a step forward and chanted something under his breath. Just as quickly as the katana appeared, so did the form of the Invisible. It was a snarling beast with decaying skin and exposed bone masses. Gaara didn't flinch as he once more rushed the creature that Naruto had never even thought up even in his worst nightmares. Gaara swung with his sword and bounded form corner to corner after the monster. With its long tail, it tried to grab at the redheads' ankles as he would fly by supersonic.

Eventually, Naruto's legs gave out underneath him and he crumpled to the side walk. His brain refused to acknowledge the two beings before his eyes. They had to be playing tricks on him. Maybe something odd really was in that Mocha latte? Or what if it wasn't his father turning on his TV at three in the morning? What if it was this thing with the greenish, rumpled flesh and the steely, thin eye that were blood shot? He couldn't stand the thought. A thought that once made him smile when he would click the off button and see his own reflection in the beveled glass. Some nights he even sworn he saw his fathers' eyes overlay his own. They had a gleam of happiness in them.

"Hey!"

The sounds of a word, Naruto thought he heard.

"K! What is it?" That was a female voice, one that sounded familiar.

"It's a class three! It came during high noon!" A male voice shouted back.

The blond turned to see the woman and the man both wielding shining swords facing the gigantic hell spawn. By now thought, the man's sword had turned a blackish red much more fitting for the handle with the golden etching and the woman's was a dark purple, nearly the color of mold. They were both fiercely attack the creature. With every slash of their weapons, the pair would take off a chunk of the monster turning the part to dust that would blow away with the gentle breeze. Once the beast was nearly gone from the alleyway, Naruto began to regain his senses with the threat basically gone. He shook his head violently to knock some sense into his self.

"Hey?" It was the woman.

Naruto turned to face her. He gasped. It was the Captain of the police force. The woman with a knack for killing and interrogation. Temari Kaze. Beside her was her youngest brother. He looked beat and tired, panting slightly as he hunched to one side.

"Did it land a hit? That's odd if it did K.I thought father taught you better?" The comment was more for fun but the younger took it for a jeer.

"I'm fine. Concealing a human is more difficult than one of us. Takes more chakra... You know that, dumb blond..." He grumbled the last part.

"Well, if you hadn't led him here in the first place then none of that extra exertion would have been necessary... dumbass." He grumbled her last part as well.

Naruto spoke up because the twp siblings had clearly forgotten he was even there. "Hey?" They both looked down. "Why do they call you K? That wasn't in the Wiki page...?"

Temari burst out in laughter at her new desk jockey. "That's our last name of course. That's what father used to call Gaara all the time. It's just a term of endearment that the family uses on him still...even if he doesn't like it anymore."

Gaara hugged his shoulder more and ignored the harmless statement. His sister could be, well, too much of a sister at times. And an overly caring one at that.

She bent down beside Naruto this time with a love in her eyes that only a mother could have. She placed a hand on is shoulder and squeezed. "What you saw here today was something that only can be discussed between the three of us. No one else needs to know about it. No one, not your Chief of Captain your girlfriend or mother no matter how much you want to talk. Do you understand?"

He nodded once at her. "What was it...exactly?" Naruto's speech now was broken as he thought about a creature like that being in his home watching him sleep.

Temaris' eyes flickered to her brother and he nodded his head one time. In that one nod many things had just been agreed upon. One was that Naruto would know what he needed to survive now, and two, he would most definitely be bunking with the redhead. "It was an Invisible, Uzumaki. It was something evil and ruthless. It was something that you should never try to fight on your own. You will lose, so run. Run as fast and as far as you possibly can if you ever get into a position such as that.

Naruto moved his head as a yes, he understood, but he was all glazed over again. Her face was a blur and the person behind her was unrecognizable to him. He remembered being led somewhere and there was more talking, but nothing.

It was all a blur.

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We now have a few clarifications! Until next time my lovelies! I have a very rough sketch of the fight scene on my Pintrest – /anp1992