Well this was updated later than I thought. I'm going to try and finish this fic up faster because I have so many ideas for a new Fic about a character Sakura barley gets paired up with. The only thing is the next story shall be brutal. Buuuut, this story is starting it's fun point!!! Soon enough you guys will be gripping your seats and yelling at me to update. XD. Nah i'm just being cocky.

Disclaimer- (checks piggy bank) nope still millions of dollars away from buying Naruto. And I mean MILLIONS.

"Were not going." He growled in defiance. He was being selfish. He needed to realize this is more than just a meal.

"I'll kill myself, if anything happens to them." The cars breaks screeched as we came to a sudden stop. Cars where honking their horns behind us, swerving around us and shooting out profane language and insults. My emerald eye's widened at Gaara's face, his hands gripping the wheel so tightly the metal collapsed under the pressure.

"You will do no such thing." This was an order.

"I'll throw myself out a window, I'll stab myself in the heart, I'll choke myself." He grabbed me by the throat and pushed me into the car door.

"ENOUGH" I smirked, choking slightly.

"I'll....d-do i-it." He let me go, rubbing his head as if in immense pain. I didn't want to upset him. I just wanted to go back, and do the right thing for once. I put my hand onto his shoulder, I felt his muscles tense underneath me.

"Gaara please. I don't want to see the people I love get hurt anymore. Come with me. Come with me and save them. Temari and Kankuro and maybe even Kiba can help." He tensed even further. I sighed. "Please Gaara...I can't do it without you." The car started moving again, And he turned us around. We were heading back. I sat there astonished, and shocked. Had I just convinced Gaara to help?

I stared out the window of the plane. Gaara next to me, watching Kiba and Akira not liking the idea of them coming with us. I watched as clouds past by us, wishing I could put out my hand and feel them. I knew either Ino and Tenten where on a plane, or Konoha had lied to me. The plane began to descend as we landed. I looked at the cities of Konoha, and the beauty of the scenery. And through all the beauty, my stomach felt sick, with the knowledge of how fucked up this place really was. We all walked out, none of us had brought any luggage. Temari let me have some black skinny jeans and a black tank top. Gaara, Kankuro, and Temari were all in black as well. My mom had once told me Black was what her colleges wore. We walked proudly and briskly. I looked at Temari. Time to get to work. We nodded at each other.

We had absolutely no game plan. All I knew, was that the only reason everyone was here, was because they all thought I needed protecting. I didn't. I couldn't watch anyone I cared for get hurt anymore. Not after my father. I looked at Gaara, he's emotionless face revealing nothing. But I knew better. He was having selfish thoughts about stealing me away, so that none of my blood would be shed. I could almost feel his thoughts radiating off of his exterior, though it was really his inner feelings. My green eye's flickered over to the place Temari was heading for. She was heading towards a van. She forced the door open with brute strength, and began to hot wire the car, her hands moving faster, than even my abnormal human eye could catch. I jumped into the back as the engine roared to life, Gaara taking his seat next to me. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye, worrying he might lose control. I knew how possessive he was over me. If anything provoked him, there was no telling in what he would do. And I couldn't do anything about it. At least not until I figured out how to.

I looked up at Temari, who's face clearly showed she had a distaste to the vehicle she was driving, if she would even call it that.

"It shouldn't take long." Garra's eye's cast over to me, as did Temari's through the rear-view mirror."It's Kohona, and they want me, they'll be on us like flies to shit within a few minutes. Whats our plan?"

Kiba's fury face turned towards me, a curious smile gracing his features. "Let them try and capture us,"

I rolled my eye's. Temari nodded in my direction. "We're up against a whole government Kiba. We don't plan on getting caught if we want to rescue Tenten, Ino, and Sakura's mom." I knew better. We couldn't all just go against a government and hope to rescue people. In fact they were more likely to be killed that way. But I kept my mouth shut. I had my own plans. Akira held up her hand for a moment, a signal obviously to stay quiet. Kiba perked up next to her.

"Step on it Tem." I ordered. I didn't need to know Kiba and Akira where hearing something, my danger sense's where on high alert, and the fact that a black car was racing up beside us, was no help at all. My body was trying to drag me to the door, and jump out so that no one else would get caught, but my mind was keeping me planted firmly onto my seat, and within the civil war inside myself erupting, the sound of a gunshot echoed somewhere in reality. The van Swerved, Temari's hands spinning the wheel, and profound language all filled inside my mind, as we sped off the turnpike, and onto an exit. Here came the red light, the black car inches from our back bumper, and my pale fingers rapping around the door handle. I pushed my weight against it, falling out and rolling across the road, with Gaara's snarl not far behind me. Eight sets of tires screeched to a halt further down the road, and I finally stopped rolling, Road burns all over me. I saw the two men in black suits quickly coming towards me, the van I had previously been in was upside-down a block away, Gaara struggling to get out of the broken window.

I narrowed my eye's at the men in front of me, their guns drawn, and their warnings taking no effect on me. I lounged at them with inhuman speed, reaching my hands out for their wrists. They had only realized my movements when my fingers wrapped around their wrists, and broke them backwards, pulling their hands out of their sockets and trusting them into the fore arm bone. The men both cried out in agony, the guns shooting up into the air, their fingers all ready swelling and turning a sickly purple. That was as far as I got when Gaara grabbed the back of my neck and dragged me towards him, I was twisted around to face him violently, he's cyan eye's flashing a murderous intent. His nose failed at the scent of my blood, and a snarl left his throat, in the fury of the two men.

"I'll kill you." His grip tightened, and I was running out of oxygen. Terari, and a battered up Kiba racing to the scene was all I could see as my head became light, and I began to drift away from my body. For an abnormal human, who had never fainted in her life, I had been doing plenty of in lately.

I blinked open my eye's, my head resting against a hard cold wall. I lifted it up, seeing my mother leaning limply against the corner of the wall. Her beautiful hair had all been shaved off, her arms were covered in bruises. A large poorly stitched gash marked her forehead, and all she wore was an orange shirt that covered just before her knee's. She looked as though she hadn't eaten in weeks, and only two tear streaks that ran down her face, where clear of dirt. I crawled over to her, ignoring my body's protest, and wrapped my arms around her. She was too weak to hug me, but she laid her head onto my shoulder and cried.

"I-i-i-i d-d-di-d-nt'....w-w-wan-t-t..y-y-yo-u t-t-to end u-u-up...he-h-here..." guilt overwhelmed me, and it took a lifetime of practice not to cry.

"I had to mom. Tenten and Ino don't deserve this." She nodded, taking all of her energy to wrap her arms around me, and enjoy whatever time we had left together.

It had been a few hours, and a box shaped hole opened up, as two rations of food slid into the cell. My mom laid there in my lap, as a rat scurried into the clearing. It sniffed the food, and sped back into its little hole. That was a grantee it wasn't safe to eat. I massaged the hair out of her face, like she used to do for me when I was upset about dad, and tried to be as much help as possible. The only comforting thought in this damned place, was that soon I'd exchange my cooperation for my mothers release, and that soon she'd be okay. I knew that no one would ever honestly be OKAY with me gone, but it was better than them being dead. My fingers trembled at the thought of what would occur, and I pushed all thoughts out of my mind, and entered my numb state. The one my dad had taught me to use in these situations, and I sang my mothers song, knowing that it may not be the last night on earth, but it was the last night of my freedom.

Gaara kept to the shadows of the night, her scent still strong in his nostrils. Konoha had taken Kiba and didn't care about the wolf. He wanted his cherry blossom. They had no right to take what belonged to him. Temari was following behind him, Akira leading the way, her wolf form detecting Kiba's location. If they found him they would find his cherry blossom, and he'd kill the men who took her away from him.

Alright I know it's been a long time, no excuses. I plan on writing alot tonight so maybe it'll make it up to you. I know this chapter is

short but i had to stop it There.