A/N: Yup….
Disclaimer: Seriously, there has to be a Foamy the Squirrel thing for this.
Takira sat cross-legged with her eyes closed. The combined amount of charka pressure in the room was nearly intoxicating. No one was trying to hide it, so if she opened her eyes, they would each be covered in their own blue or green haze. She clenched her teeth in frustration.
She had been there for hours. Night had been driven away and the sunlight of noon mocked her from the high windows. The room was too bright and she took weak right then to fight her way out. She couldn't phase into the floors or walls, they were coated with some sort of paint. They had obviously been preparing for her arrival for quiet some time. Taking a deep breath, she willed away her Boushi no Senro and opened her eyes to glare at the small crowd staring at her as if she were some sort of circus show.
"Takira, please. Let us talk to you." Naruto walked forward only to be driven back by a dim purple light. The half-dome around Takira shimmered, and then went back to its invisible state.
"You are speaking to me just fine, from there, Hokage-sama." She responded shortly.
Naruto seemed a little taken aback by her attitude. "Come on, we just want to know why you left…"
"I have no intention of telling you, Naruto. Least ways not with so many people around." Without realizing it, Takira wrapped her arms tighter about herself.
Naruto shared glances with the rest of the ninja. Takira looked outside. It would be at least another hour before she could bust out of there.
"Takira, will you please stay here, if only for a little while."
Takira decided to scare them. She activated her Senro no Boushi again. She did a quick count and added some things up in her head. When she was done, she closed her teal eyes and when she opened them again, they were purple. "Two hundred and thirty seven."
"Huh?" Naruto turned back to her and cocked his head.
"There are two hundred and thirty seven ways to kill all thirteen of you. If I counted the unborn baby it would be Two hundred and forty. Fortunately for you, I would never kill something that has had no chance to defend itself and that I really do not kill people needlessly." She said emotionlessly. She stared at a spot between the Hokage's robe and the man's who captured her leg.
Some twitched and others stared blankly. They were good. The last time she had been to Konoha, at least three people had freaked out when she made that comment. Naruto stared disapprovingly at her. She shrugged.
"What? I'm being honest. And though I won't kill you, Hokage-sama, you are far too trusting. There three hundred and twenty two ways I could knock all of you out right now, which you haven't protected yourself for at all."
Some tensed, but most were already mentally checking themselves for openings. Naruto frowned. "Fine. You can speak with us when Gaara gets here."
"Which is now." Takira said emotionlessly. In reality, her heart was beating so rapidly that her chest hurt and she and her demon were mentally cursing at each other as loud as they could.
Naruto's face remained calm. "Your Senro no Boushi?"
"Naturally. You're catching on." Takira looked outside again. Damn! It's too soon… Gaara knows how to beat me…
Ha! Beat that!
I'll have to.
Give in to it young one, it's much more fun.
Give in to what? Demon, you will be silent or I will personally knock myself out.
That's no fun for me.
Duh.
But neither is watching you mess up your life. For the next eight decades or so, your life is my life.
Prepare yourself to be bored.
Witch.
Gaara slowed for his siblings. This was something he would normally never do, but he did not want to appear too eager.
"So, Gaara…" Temari started.
"Yes?" he raised a nonexistent eyebrow.
"Well…"
"Why the heck to you have that giant bird on your shoulder?" Kankuro blurted.
Gaara looked up at Falks. He was truly a stunning bird, his bronze plumage splattered across his chest. His bright golden eye glared out at the world, even with Gaara. Truly there was no creature alive that it did not seem to turn its beak up at.
"He is Naruto's pet. How am I to know the enterworkings of his mind when I cannot his owner?" He replied shortly.
"Oh." His siblings said in unison.
They continued on in silence. The Hokage building came into sight. Gaara's heart started to beat faster. They were at the door. Gaara was preparing himself for what Shukkaku would no doubtabley say. Neji greeted them and lead them to the main room.
Takira sat, on a mat, with her back against the wall. Her head was down and her eyes closed, and she gave no indication of seeing the newcomers. Gaara bit back the urge to growl in annoyance.
The group of people, all standing in their little niches, were talking amongst themselves, and paying no mind to the apparently sleeping girl. He had the feeling that they had all been there for a while and were most likely only staying on the off chance they might learn something about the woman. Temari and Kankuro stopped when they drew level with the group, but Gaara kept walking until he was level with Naruto. Falks jumped off of his shoulder.
Naruto smiled weakly at his friend. "She's not being very cooperative."
They continued to talk for a few minutes, trying to bring together ways to get her to loose at least enough animosity that she wouldn't attack. After several minutes, and rather violent threats from Gaara, Sakura stopped them.
"Guys! Look at Falks!" Everyone's neck's craned to the sky, but they saw only blank ceiling. Gaara was first to look at Sakura's pointing finger.
Falks was on the ground, looking slightly awkward, not having anything for his talons to grab onto. His wings was slightly bent and inclined towards his chest, while his head was bobbed in something of a half-bow. It was quite extraordinary, but what was even more extraordinary was that this was not a random spot he was bowing at. It was Takira.
A/N: Any guesses as to why? Review!