Natsuki gently covers Kaito and tucks him in, the closest thing she could do show her affection. But that was all, nothing more except allow him just continue to cry, even in his sleep he still shed tears. Nothing but water works from him, he hadn't talk since he asked her not to leave. Well to be correct May, but she knew he meant her. Looking him over he didn't look well at all, he seem to either be getting sicker or weaker. Like the life was draining from him, like this sudden sickness came over him, he was taking this harder than anyone she knew. Nothing seem to snap him out of it. She had a plan figured out in her mind, she was going to leave the village and go try to track May down herself, and demand why she just up and left. No she would pretty much beat her to a pulp, yeah that's what she'll do and drag her back here.

But she couldn't now that she had Kaito, who clearly couldn't do anything himself or at least at this time. He was just so broken, something she knew all to well about, from her hellish life back then. A life that turned her sour and bitter to many things and people, trust and empathy was something she buried long ago. Preferring to nip at others and tear them down or attack them, before they could hurt her. Even with Kaito, who just wanted to befriend her, despite her scare tactics and all her threats. But it wasn't just Kaito, it was May. Who just disregarded her and always kept her hand extended to her, Natsuki could see it in May's eyes she just wanted to be there for her and help her. That hand, that smile slowly brought back something inside her, that she had assumed to have forsaken so long ago. Now there was no hand extending to her, Natsuki had so many times to take it. But she refused it. Because she didn't want it, it was stupid the last time she actually held a hand of trust, there was nothing but snakes under those sleeves, figuratively speaking.

That hand she took, was nothing bu two faced. It was a hand she no any child should feel the sense of security and protection, but that hand was nothing but lies and abandonment. She had the marks to prove it, marks that she carried around with "pride". But actually burned her so much with anger and pain. They always seem to throb even though they were healed, they would hurt so much she remain alone trying to handle her own pain. That is until she felt that warm, soft, and gentle touch from May. It eased her pain, it always did.

Now without her here, the pain was coming back. But it felt different, if only she could just leave this village and hunt May down. The best she could do really was in her mind, do the most useless thing ever. Send Onyx to asks for assistance, the hawk had left a few days ago, she sent him in middle of the night to deliver the message and she just hoped they had gotten. Now all she could do was just sit and wait for their response, something she didn't like to do. It just would be so much easier if she would have taken matters into her own hands, but she knew she couldn't leave Kaito. Afraid that something might happened to him or he might just waste away without her around.

Casting her eyes at Kaito again, he just slept and slept. A few times she had to put her fingers by his nose to make sure he was breathing. Assuming he had stopped on his own, which he hadn't. That was good. An exhausted sigh escapes her as she shut the door to the room, and makes her way overt to the couch she was just a kid having take on this responsibility. She was use to taking care of just herself nothing like this. She didn't know if she was doing it right or not. But her body felt tired just like her mind, this wasn't something she should be doing. Reaching the couch she forces herself to sit down and catch a break, all she wanted was to just rest her head and eyes to rid this burden, this heavy burden. Looking around there was no one she could turn to, everything was just empty and dead. Liquid began to form in the corner of her eyes, she tightens her eyes to push it back.

So much raced through her mind, on what she should do? Or if she was doing alright? The child in her wanted to cry out so badly for her, but she wasn't here for her to. Looking at her hands, staring at them longing they started to tremble. Her lips started to quiver, she bites the bottom to stop it refusing to allow this feeling to over take her, she's handle things hard before. This wasn't any different, or was it? Her life living alone on the streets she did everything herself never with any assistance, when she meet May she offered her assistance even though Natsuki didn't want it. Not realizing the many times she declined May's help and assistance, that she actually had grown accustom to it, had come to rely on it without her knowledge until now. Taking the burden of being alone off Natsuki's shoulders, allowing her to for once in her life to breath a breathe of fresh air. Something hadn't had in a very long time.

Now, now she...

Files and documents laid out all over Gaara's desk, his eyes jumped from paper to another, they jumped all over reading them quickly and carefully. Looking over the reports, checking the dates, times everything. From the documents from the hospital, to the reports submitted when May went on her missions. To the information his own shinobi had, from the council members paper work, the information that Suna and Konoha had exchanged with one another. Everything was thoroughly filled out. Nothing was a miss, even with the autopsy done on Kai and check in times May had when she went to tend to him. Her signature was there, showing she the only one with authorization. Her last time matched up, with the exact time to Kai's murder and when she left the village just minutes afterwards.

Everything just added up, it was written down on paper. The evidence supported the facts of the case stacked against May, others didn't understand why Gaara wanted to look over her case again. But a few knew, a few seem to understand. Gaara himself was looking for sort of innocence or fabrication. Anything that could prove May's innocence, but he couldn't find anything. After looking through everything for the passed two weeks since May had become targeted as a missing-nin, now going on three weeks. There hasn't been any sightings of her, only clues and assumptions. The other nations where informed, but instead of having her killed, Gaara informed the other nations to just have her sent back to Suna, and he would take care of it. She was his responsibility, ever since she appeared out of thin air in his village.

He was the one who vouched for her, and offered her his protection to this world. Which was new and strange to her, watching her carefully as she forced to adjust to this place. Some things surprised her and at the same time intrigued her, he knew the fear and speculation his village about her, this strange girl that just came out of nowhere. Because of their fear of May who clearly didn't look like a threat nor would harm anyone, considering the type of personality she had that was non-threatening, it was peaceful and warm. His village didn't see that, only a certain few did. To ease his village he assigned her to Temari to watch her, and when May became a genin it only rattled the cages of the villagers. But because he was the Kage not many objected to it, though some members on the council did, speaking for the people. Who just had nothing but fear in their words, Gaara had to play neutral when matters where brought up about May. He couldn't really express his own person defense for her, luckily he had his brother, Baki and Ebizo who did it for him, and there was Temari who openly expressed her disgust upon May's prenotion and assumption others made about her.

His sister always stuck her neck out May, it wasn't because she was jonin she had clearly developed a bond with girl. With everything going on with May and these strange attacks upon the world, which didn't start happening until May's arrival in this world, May even admitting herself it was because of her. Her words clearly incriminated herself, words that could easily be used against her when her trail came. That was one thing about May, she was truthful, she was honest. When it came to certain things, making promises. Like the one she always told him, before going on any mission or whenever she saw Gaara.

Promising him, she would make sure to keep anyone from his village safe so he wouldn't have to worry. A promise she seem to now extend to others, one she held as great importance, willing to risk herself ignoring the dangers that fall upon such a promise. And her word was true, she always made sure his shonibi from the village came back, even in the hospital she worked tirelessly to heal and tend to the others. Making many families happy and a few grateful that she did it, May never accepted their praise. Only to just smile, telling them it nice to seem them happy. And would go back to her job, carrying that smile on her face despite everything, lost in her own world. As Kankuro would say about her, with this dreamy innocent look in her eyes, taking the world on with what seem like nativity that burned into something else. He couldn't tell if she was scared, even when she awoke and Gaara told her where she was. Even when realized she was separated from her family.

She took it maturely and accepted it. Not to complain at all, the only time was when Temari told her she could not go and look for the rest of her family when May was informed by her sister April, who just so happen to appear here. That was the only time May herself was hurt, which seem to last for just a day and she jumped right back to her normal "self". A facade she had put on, nothing but a front to mislead others that she was doing fine. Concealing her real plan, leaving the village with her sister to go and find the rest of her family. Going off her emotions no doubt, which was always the most puzzling thing about May, she stood between being logic and emotional. Being pulled by both forces, then again it made sense considering what she is, her mind was not the same as normal people. It made one think if she saw things in black and white. One minute she logic, the second she emotional. Two sides of the same coin.

Because of it, there seem to be some sort of confusion behind May's eyes. Gaara seem to notice, the way she see looked at everything not just this world, but in life in general. It was painful because she didn't understand, especially when watched families, the way she observed them from afar. Her eyes always filled either jealous or longing. He couldn't tell, except she seem bothered by it but not in a negative way. Her eyes had so many questions, questions she wanted answers to, questions that perplexed her to no end. Questions that seem make her doubt something, something she couldn't seem to express to anyone.

Placing the papers down, Gaara looks at the flowers in his office a few of them had died, others withered away, no matter what he tired to do. Water them, feed them, they just did not seem become healthy again. He took this as a bad omen, something was wrong. He wanted to throw them out, but refused to because it felt wrong.

Looking back the papers, he picks one up when heard voices outside his door one belonging to his brother, mixed with his Natsuki maybe and another he couldn't really make out, but it sounded familiar. The voices became closer and closer, he stands up ready for the ones who burst into his office. It was his brother, with Natsuki who glares with burning anger at him, Temari and Shun. Besides Natsuki's eyes, the others look at Gaara confused and in disbelief . Temari was doing her best to suppress her own anger at him. Gaara didn't understand what it was that he did, but clearly it was something neither of them took kindly.

"How could you!"Natsuki hollers at him, her words like venom.

Baring her teeth like a wild animal, her hair began to stand on its end, her glare was hard and fulled with rage mixed with her own emotions. The bags under her eyes added more to it, she looked ready to pounce on him if not for Kankuro who held her back.

"Gaara, please tell me this isn't true?"Temari tires to find the words, while keeping her tone in check. Gaara looks to his sister, seeing the hurt in her eyes, she was searching Gaara for sort of reasoning.

"Kazekage, I do not wish to jump to conclusion."Shun remained more calmer than the two females."But, why send her there?"

Still not understanding what this was all about, Kankuro fills in his brother. His words heavy with shock but remained calm.

"Gaara, it's about May."

Hearing it was about her, Gaara looks at him puzzled and alert."What about May?"

Kankuro's eyes look into Gaara's, shocked at what he saw. He didn't know, Gaara didn't know."You don't know, do you?"

Hearing him say that Temari and the others look at Kankuro, puzzled then to Gaara who was still at a lost at what was going on."Gaara,"Temari gets his attention, he looks her way.

"What about May?"Gaara questions them all, clearly they knew something he didn't. His eyes fall on Natsuki who still had her glare on him, moving his eyes back to the others, waiting for them to tell him."What about-May?"he asks again calmly but there was anger in his voice. He demanded they tell him, he felt himself flare up, his brows furrow at them.

The room laid silent before anyone spoke, Kankuro who hands Gaara a folded piece of paper. He takes it and reads it over, shocked at what he just found out, even when Kankuro filled him.

"Gaara, May's been sent to Prison. Under your orders."Kankuro's voice fell, confused and shocked by this.

Look on Gaara's face told everyone that Gaara himself was surprised by this information, he looks at them lost and baffled."...These aren't my orders."he tells them."I didn't authorize any of this."