This wasn't good Mystic is one of my many senseis cat. It jumped to the bed landing next to me. I checked to make sure Gaara was still a sleep. I sighed in relief when I heard a light snore escape his lips. Mystic had a letter attached to her neck with my name on it.

Mickey come outside we have to talk.

Koji.

'Crap.'

I thought. I didn't have any clothes in Gaara's room so I had to put one of his t-shirts on instead. I jumped out the window landing on my feet.

"Mickey good to see you."
A voice said behind me.

"Kenku (totally made up as far as I know) it's not so good to see you."
I said turning to the twenty year old man in front of me. He chuckled.

"Nice outfit."

He commented. I glared.

"Where's sensei?"
I demanded.

"Here."
I turned to him.

"What is this all about?"

I asked.

"Your mission hasn't been completed yet. What's going on? You never take this long."
I held my sides.

"I can't do it. I can't."
I told him.

"And why not?"
He asked cocking a brow at me.

"Because it's not who I thought it was. It's my old friend."
I explained. Kenku laughed behind me.

"Your not suppose to have friends Mick you're a weapon, and nothing more nothing less."
He said. I turned back to sensei.

"Please!"
I begged.

"Mickey you have a job to do, and you don't go back on your word…"

"I know, but…"
sensei grabbed my wrist ruffling.

"Kink!"

He called. Kenku bit his thumb making blood come out. He placed the blood on my forearm making it burn. I tried to scream in pain as my arm burned, but sensei covered my mouth preventing me to.

"Mickey I'm sorry you only have two choices now. Ether you kill the Kazekage like you said you would, or die protecting him. For your sake I hope you chose yourself over him."
The burning finally died down enough that I won't scream from it. I examined my arm. A long a series of funny lines going from my shoulder to my wrist.

"You have two weeks Mick."
Kenku said before they took off leaving me there with my thoughts.

"Mickey?"

"Sasuke."
I said looking at the Uchiha. He stood in front of me in a baggy t-shirt, and loose pj pants.

"What were they talking about?"

He asked. I sniffled.

"I-I-I-I…"
I couldn't get the word out of my mouth. I wanted to tell him then maybe he would tell Gaara, and Gaara would hate me.

"Mickey why do you have to kill Gaara?"
He asked. I shook my head wishing for this to never have happened.

"I was sent to kill the Kazekage… but I didn't know it was Gaara I thought it was his father still. If I had known I never would've accepted."

I cried.

"Why do you have to kill the Kazekage?"
He asked walking closer to me. I shook my head at him.

"I don't know. I don't know. When I said I'd do it I was thinking about Gaara. Sasuke I never wanted to hurt him. Never. Never."

I whispered.

"I believe you."
He said kneeling next to me. I looked up at him tears falling like a waterfall on my cheeks.

"You do?"
He nodded.

"What are these?"

He asked pointing to my arm.

"It's a seal."

"What does it do?"

"It'll kill me if I don't kill Gaara within two weeks… I rather die then kill Gaara."

I muttered to myself, but Sasuke still heard.

"There's no way to deactivate it?"
I shook my head.

"I wish."

He patted my head.

"Go to bed I'll think of something."
He told me.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because your alright, and Gaara's like my second best friend. Why wouldn't I help?"

I hugged him.

"Thank you."
He walked me to my room saying good night we went to bed.

'Gaara.'

I thought sadly as I took one last look at his sleepy face before going to bed myself.

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