Sorry I've been lacking in the updates with this story, but you should be pretty thankful...people reading my other story have been waiting since Christmas for an update...lol. I've really come to enjoy this story (most likely cause it has Gaara in it) so I decided that the people reading Mountains Never Change can wait another few months, because I'm only interested in this fic right now.

Okay guys, I need some help coming up with pairings for the following chars...

-Gaara
-Naruto
-Sasuke
-Hinata
-Kakashi
-Iruka
-Kankuro
-Temari

These are just the characters I'm worried about pairing up right now, if you can suggest any other chars that deserve to get some ass, then let me know their names and who they should be with.

Disclaimer: If I owned people with homicidal tendencies, 50 Cent would be the first person they killed. Unfortunately, he's still alive and singing shit songs...so obviously I don't own people like Gaara yet. sobs
Kankuro walked through the hallways, slouched over and clearly annoyed. "Damn Temari...why couldn't she go feed him this time? What a bitch..." he grumbled, shooting death glares at the few freshmen that had stopped to stare at him. They quickly disappeared around the corner.

Smirking, Kankuro continued walking down the hall 'The only thing that makes my mood better is the look of fear on the niner's faces when they make eye contact with me.' He walked towards the side doors of the school, knowing it would be less likely for teachers to catch him skipping out on class.

It was no wonder people stared at Kankuro, considering the fact that he had a lot of distinct features. He was tall, but also quite stocky, not as lean as most guys (he's chubby!) His face was adorned with random tattoos in a redish/pink color, which drew even more attention than the hat he wore, which had two points on the sides, looking like ears.

His personality was almost as unwelcoming as his looks. He took pleasure in putting fear into others, and was known to random shout insults at people in classes. He had been the reason that 3 teachers and 5 guidance counselors retired early. He wasn't the type of person you were drawn to.

Making it to the doors, he looked around to make sure no one was looking his way, then slipped out the door. His pace was slow, and the slouch got even worse. 'I seriously hope he's learnt to restrain that damn thing...' he thought to himself, as he walked down the richer streets in the town.

After about 10 minutes of walking, he had made it to his destination. The Subaku House. The slouch he had only moments before disappeared, his back straight and filled with tension. 'I'll just make this quick...just to be sure he's not dead...though I wish he would just die.'

Taking a deep breath, Kankuro mustered all the courage he had, and ran up the path, to the porch. Noticing the door was opened a bit, he squinted his eyebrows. "This should be locked...I'm sure Temari locked it last time we were here..." he gave the door a soft push, and glanced around nervously.

The house was quiet as death, and faintly reminded Kankuro of a cemetery. 'I suppose it sort of is a cemetery after what happened here last week...that guy...Chouji.' He held back a shudder and looked around a bit more, poking his head into rooms. "Hello?" he called out, before sighing. "Good. He didn't get out of the basement I suppose." He walked to a black door, padlocked shut.

The padlock cracked as soon as Kankuro attempted to touch it, turning into a pile of sand at his feet "What the hell!" he ripped the door open and ran into the basement. "Gaara? You here? I'm here to feed you." He called out a few more times, getting no response. "Gaara get your ass out here or you'll go another week without food!" Still no response.

Growling in annoyance at having to put so much effort into such a pointless task, he walked over to the corner where he knew Gaara usually stayed.

Dry blood stained the walls around there, and shredded clothing could be seen in tatters on the floor. 'Those aren't Gaara's clothes...he wears all black...those are yellow. Are those goggles?' Kankuro bent down and picked them up. They were goggles, stained with blood.

"SHIT!" He grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and quickly dialed a number.

"Whoever this is, I'm in class and just got a detention because of you, prepare yourself for the beating of a lifetime!"

"TEMARI! HE'S GONE! HE GOT OUT!"

"The hell? Kankuro? What are you going on about!"

"GAARA ESCAPED! I'VE CHECKED THE WHOLE PLACE!"

"That's ridiculous, he has no where to go to. This is the only place he's known."

"Exactly. And I think he finally got tired of it."

"Are you sure he's not somewhere in the house? How can you be so sure he's not hiding again?"

"The front door is busted, and the padlocks are now a pile of sand."

"Shit! What should we do then!"

"I'll search around the neighborhood, since I'm already here, you should just act like nothings wrong...we can't arouse suspicion."

"Well what should I tell father?"

"Just go home and act like your usual bitchy self, and tell him I went out for a while. Stay home for a while, then come help me search. We should be able to get away with this and not have father find out."

"I'm not bitchy! Fine! I'll see you later and you'd better find him damnit!" the phone clicked.

Kankuro rolled his eyes "Sure...you're not bitchy at all." He put his phone back into his pocket and ran up the stairs and outside, starting his search for Gaara.

Temari sat in her English class, biting her lip with worry. 'Where could Gaara have gone? He doesn't know anyone aside from me and Kankuro...surely "it" isn't the reason for his sudden interest in the outside world?' she instantly became fearful.

"Sir! I don't feel well, I need to leave right now!" Temari shot up from her seat, grabbing her bag and slinging it over a shoulder before taking off out the door.

"Temari! Don't forget you have a test tomorrow!" Iruka shouted, before sighing. 'I'd just like to teach ONE class without any disruptions...first Kiba and that dog...now Temari and her cell phone/sick routine. I need to start looking into a new career...'

Temari had run all the way to her locker, three floors up from her English class. She hastily started throwing stuff in her bag. "Forget what he said...he'll never be able to find Gaara on his own!" she ran back downstairs, and out of the school through the same doors Kankuro had used.

If she had used the front doors, she would have found the one she was looking for right away.

Unstable footsteps, seemingly randomly placed could be heard through the silence of the hallways. "Blood...blood...blood." a chant was whispered under the breath of the monster himself.

The figured stopped outside of a door. It had the words 'staff room' on it. With a maniacal grin, a pale hand pushed the door open.

Gaara had spotted his prey.

The hunt is on.

I'm a bitch huh? I give you all a crappy update with a sort of cliffy ending. Well I may just update again tonight, because I know some people are looking forward to seeing blood or romance. I'd like to start coupling people up, so give your opinions on couples!