Two weeks later-

"So what have you learned about Jane Doe?" Kankuro asked curiously as he set down a small pile of papers for Gaara to look through.

Gaara reached out and picked up the first paper, skimmed it and the used his chakra to burn it. He was not getting into another fight between warring council members who were too petty and stupid to deal with their own problems, as he considered his brother's question about the woman that he had placed with in the walls of his personal residence, and assigned a small group of Anbu to watch.

"Not much. Her name is Uzu. She's sixteen. Blood type AB. Weight...uh...she got a little pissed about that question and threw a lamp at my head-" Gaara said as he picked up another piece of paper and paused as he thought about what he had just said.

He still didn't understand why she had gotten so upset about her weight. Most women would kill to weigh one hundred and ten and look as drop dead gorgeous as she did.

Kankuro looked down at him with an bemused look on his face. "Anything else?"

"She's a shinobi. Or at least that's the feeling that I get from her sometimes."

"A shinobi? Really?" Kankuro sounded slightly surprised to his brother.

"Yeah. A damn impressive one too. I'd say she would be on par with a Kage, her level of training must have been brutal."

"What rank?"

"Probably a classified SSS-rank."

"Holy shit... You really think she's a SSS-rank nin?" Kankuro asked in disbelief, his face suddenly draining of all color.

"Yes."

"But aren't SSS-rank shinobi extremely hard to notice?"

"Because they are taught to blend in with their surroundings on a level that makes them difficult to spot. Yes. But their village usually appoints them for extremely dangerous assassination missions that can take anywhere from a month to several years. They are told to do whatever it takes to get their target. Some even go so far as to become a member of the village where their target is. I've even heard of some that worked in brothels and married and started families all for the sake of getting close to their target."

"I've heard of some of those cases. I've also heard that once their mission is done, they kill their own families if they have them. Just to keep from being caught or having them used against them later on..."

"Actually it's more along the lines of killing them to keep them from being killed by enemy nins in retaliation. Regardless of what anyone must think of them, it must be very painful to start a life and family with someone, and then have no choice but to kill them and any children that you've had together. I imagine the guilt would ruin them for life."

Kankuro had a horrified look on his face now. The thought of any person having to suffer such things for the sake of their village was just sickening and cruel! "I-I thought that the use of SSS-rank nins was outlawed several years ago." Kankuro said in a slightly shaky voice.

"They were supposed to be. And in most cases they were."

"Most cases?" Kankuro asked, wondering what Gaara was trying to hint at. His brother signed the paper in front of him and set it aside before saying in a dark tone.

"Leave it alone Kankuro. You do not want to know what I meant by most cases." Kankuro blinked as Gaara tilted his head a little bit and gave him the same cold look that he had once given him as a child.

That look of disdain and hatred had always stuck with Kankuro.

He found it just a little frightening that Gaara wore that expression now. So he nodded his head and quietly excused himself from his brother's office and went to see if he could find something to do.