Kamatari flinched as the door closed behind him. He shivered as he realized which room Shikadai entered. This was Rasa's old room, it was identical to how Rasa left it the day he died, minus the thick layer of dust that covered each surface. He had to Shikadai out, and fast.

"Kit. Kit! KIT!" He called out, Kamatari growled as the boy ignored him. He ran ahead of the boy and onto the bed. "Kit! Wake up, come on kit!" He smacked Shikadai's face with tail, but the boy just walked by him towards the bookshelf. "Dai wai-!" His body crumpled underneath him, he cursed under his breath. He looked back at his bandages, he was still extremely injured. He heard crumbling, his single eye widened as the bookshelf gave way to a secret passage behind the wall.

"Dai! Wake up, don't you dare!" The boy walked into darkness. 'My chakra, it's too low, but it might be enough to release the kit. But... no, he's a smart boy. He's my Mistress's boy, it's my duty to protect him.' Kamatari thought as he ran past the closing bookshelf. Kamatari stood definitely in front of Shikadai who continued to walk forward.

"I'm sorry kit," Kamatari jumped at Shikadai and bit down on his arm, he began to transfer chakra. Shikadai's teal eyes were glossy, unresponsive, so Kamatari bit down harder. Shikadai blinked, then blinked again.

"Ow!" Shikadai fell back in pain. "Wha-" Kamatari let go of Shikadai and fell onto the ground.

"Kamatari? Kamatari!" He felt terrified as the injured weasel wobbled and collapsed next to him. He ignored the bleeding trail of blood on arm as he scooped up Kamatari into his arms and began to run towards the entrance. "Kit... kit slow down." The weasel grumbled.

"No talking! I-I have to find help, you're injured!" He stopped at a dead end he could only assume was the entrance. He began to bang on the door. "Help! Uncle Gaara! Uncle Kankuro! Baki-jiji! Auntie Matsuri! Helpp!"

"Kit, kit! Listen to me, you're in danger. You were under a genjutsu, but now my chakra is too low... to protect you." Kamatari panted. "You need to be smart about this, you need to be smart. Like your mom and dad."

Shikadai began to wimp. He was lost, in danger and alone. He pulled Kamatari closer. "Ka-kamatari what do I do?" He said tearfully.

Kamatari's breathing was heavy, irregular, he didn't sound too good. He didn't respond. "Kamatari?" Shikadai walked as Kamatari's single eye closed. "No... no nonono! Kamatari! Wake up!" He placed the weasel on the ground and carefully placed his ear against his chest. He was still alive but barely. Shikadai gave out a choked sob. He stared back at the closed door-wall. There was no way anyone would find them from there. He turned his head and stared down the dark hall. Kamatari was hurt, he need help. Shikadai's hand went towards his necklace, the necklace his uncle gave him.

"Uncle Gaara would never give up. Hold on Kamatari, I'll find us help." He have his necklace one final squeeze and he bit his lip. He reached over for the sickle. And Shikadai scooped the white weasel back in his arms, and did the one thing he could. He walked.

Gaara's eyes shot open. Something was wrong, he could feel it. The moonlight poured into his room, it was cold. Wait, cold? Gaara shot up in his bed, his breath was clearly visible between the chattering of his teeth. Gaara wrapped his covers over him as he looked around his room.

'Shit.' He used his sand to avoid touching the icy ground. He had to go find Shikadai. Gaara rushed to his door, only to find it frozen over. He shook and banged on the door but it wouldn't budge. Gaara stood back as a tendril of sand began to form. Frozen splinters were blown past him as the sand forced it was past the now destroyed door.

"Shikadai!" Gaara ran down the hall towards Shikadai door. His heart stopped. Shikadai's door was wide open. "Dai!" He ran inside the boy's room.

It was empty.

Shikadai was gone.

Gaara sank to his knees in defeat.

He heard an explosion down the hall, he could hear yelling. Footsteps came up behind him. "Gaara? Gaara? Where's Shikadai? Where's my nephew?!" Kankuro ran past him into the room and began to tear the room apart. Baki showed up with Matsuri not too long afterwards. They were both shocked to find Shikadai's room completely frozen over.

"He's gone! I can't find him anywhere!" Kankuro shouted. Gaara didn't know what to think, Shikadai was just gone. His precious nephew, gone. Sand began to swirl around the room with a hidden fury. Someone was going to pay, he'd make sure of it.

•••••

The moon crept behind lingering clouds, it could feel the killing intent coming from the Kazekage mansion. Blue watched from afar as the scene unraveled, it has done its duty now it must return to its master. The moon ran across the roofs of Suna on its way back to the Kazekage Tower. It made its way through the tower stealthily until it reached its destination.

"Hisoki, nice of you to join us."

Hisoki smiled coldly, "Thank you for waiting for me Lord Tōjūrō."

A/N: :0 le gasp what is going on.