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Trap

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Sakura turned around once again trying to be fast enough to catch the two shaky chakras behind her but once again saw nothing. Her emerald green eyes narrowed in frustration as what she though were chakra signatures faded into the wind. Maybe it was nothing but then again you could never be to sure.

"What is it?" Gaara asked noticing her perplexed expression.

"I could have sworn…ah nothing." She replied.

Gaara looked over her shoulder and glared at the side of a building where he knew his siblings were hiding…yet again. He would have to catch Temari, sit her down and have a talk with her about this stalking businesses since he knew Kankoro would never do it willingly.

His glare was interrupted with a smirk at the mental image of his brother being dragged around the hidden leaf village for the past few days against his will. The poor boy must be miserable.

Sakura shrugged to herself and turned her attention back to the arena where Naruto was coming out of his battle as the victor. Kiba fell back and inhaled deeply completely exhausted from his battle with the blond.

"Guess I'll just have to kick you but next time. Then I won't hold back."

"Hold back what are you talking about? You brought it all and I still wiped the floor with you!"

"Ha! That's what you though but we were just holding back because we were scared we would hurt a weakling like you!" The brown haired dog loer hollered back climbing to his shaking feet.

'At lest he still has his pride…' Sakura thought in mild amusement watching Naruto and Kiba trade insults as the two made their way off the field. From what she could pick up from whispered murmurs Naruto had beaten the dog loving boy last year in the matches held before the third part of the exam last year.

Running a hand through her wild rosette colored locks she tried to pull the strand into submission but failed in controlling them in any way what so ever. She smirked beneath her mask. She didn't care, in fact she like how wild and disobedient her hair was. It showed how much she was growing from the timid hermit girl that lived in the mountains.

"My match is coming up soon isn't it?" She asked to no one in particular but knowing Gaara would answer.

"Hn…maybe that mask of yours will come off in the scuffle." Gaara joked eyeing the white bandages around her face that hid her face and more importantly her lips from his viewing pleasure.

"Not a chance."

"One can hope can he not?"

Sakura parted her lips with a resort on the tip of her tongue but silenced her thoughts letting the comeback die where it lay. "…Hn."

"You sound too much like the Uchiha."

"And?"

Gaara frowned at her words and looked back towards the now empty battle field she would have to use in two matches. "Stop, I don't like it when you sound like the Uchiha. I…like it when you sound like you."

Sakura stiffened a bit and squeezed the arm she had been holding making it do numb in a matter of seconds. She was no expert when it came to human emotions but for some reason the tone of his voice scared her. Not in a bad way, like a tone full of killing intent. But his tone scared her in another way. A way she couldn't quite place.

An uneasy silence settled between the two and Sakura felt as if Gaara was waiting for her to say something. Se opened her moth but her voice failed her dieing before it was ever freed. She was scared. For the first real time in her life she was scared. Of course she was frightened every time her life was threatened but she figured that the worst thing that could happen to her was a semi death until the desired lavender moon came out. Then, everything would go back to the way things were. That was nothing like this.

Gaara turned to her fully and opened his moth preparing to say something when a loud noise from behind interrupted him. Sakura breathed a heavy sigh of relief thanking God that she didn't have to answer or reply to whatever her friend was about to say.

Sakura turned to see a mist chunin rubbing his head sheepishly with a pile of folding chairs in a pile at his feet. "So sorry about that." He stuttered out in a timid voice.

Sakura let her hardened emerald eyes size up the possible threat with deadly accuracy. He seemed to be only a few years older than her and two heads taller. Here Sakura cursed her lack of height. It was frustrating to have to keep looking up to people, it made her feel small and insignificant. He wore a hazy gray chunin vest with a short sleeved navy blue shirt and matching pants that tucked into his sandals. His mist hitai ate was tied securely around his forehead holding back his spiked navy blue hair.

"Uh no, it's no problem…" Sakura replied hesitantly trying to ignore the intense blood lusting glare Gaara was shooting the young man's way.

"Oh um… Are you Miss Sakura by any chance?"

Sakura slowly nodded her head suddenly on high alert. This man didn't look to young and he was already a chunin but he acted like a total klutz. There was something off about this guy.

"I'm here with a important message for you. The Mizukage himself wished to meet you in privet before your match with his son." He replied with a bright smile that suggested innocence.

'He is not innocent.' Okami growled baring her fang in Sakura's mind. Something about his scent and appearance just didn't sit right with the large white motherly wolf.

Sakura nodded mentally. 'But for now I'll have to play along. If I attack him just because I don't like the way he looked at me the village hidden in the leaves will have to suffer on my behalf. As for now I must honor the alliance between Mist and Leaf.'

"Okay!" Sakura energetically chirped making Gaara snap his head in her direction.

"Sakura what do you think you're doing?" He hissed grabbing her arm. A small shiver ran up her spin at the touch separated only by a thin layer of whit cloth. Why did that always happen whenever he touched her?

Sakura turned calmly towards him with arched eyes and gave a soft laugh. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." She whispered in an almost invisible voice that only Gaara could hear.

Gaara gave her a concerned look but let his hand fall away from her arm limply.

"Okay that I guess I should go with you Mr. ….?"

"O-oh I'm so s-sorry. Please forgive me, I seemed to have misplaced my manners Sakura san. My name is Tonkoro." The young teen stated rubbing the back of his head in a sheepish manner.

"Well Tonkoro, lead the way."

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Naruto skipped up the steeps taking them two at a time despite the torn leg mussel that the medics said would take a week to fully heal.

"Hey, hey Gaara! I won my match! Did you see e. I beat that dog baka to a pulp and he was still talking about going easy on me after I was finished with him! Can you believe that?"

Gaara turned around slightly and frowned at the annoying sound of Naruto's voice. "Must you be so loud after being injured after a serious battle?" He asked seriously.

"Nah, what do you mean?" Naruto asked confused.

"Never mind."

Naruto shrugged his shoulders and looked around the small waiting balcony he was sharing with the rest of the Sand genin. The leaf genin had their own box but Naruto and Sakura had agreed to hang out with Gaara in the Suna balcony.

Two of the three Mist genin were waiting in an opposite balcony directly opposite from the Sand. The leaf box was directly opposite from the Kage box where the Mizukage and Hokage were seated.

"Hey Gaara…" Naruto spoke after a quick glance around the small room lacking the other two Sand Shinobi and Kunoichi.

"What is it Naruto."

"Where is Sakura chan."

Gaara flinched inwardly cursing. He was really trying not to worry too much about the pink haired Kunoichi that made his stomach twist up in knots every time she smiled his way. But the way Naruto had asked him… it was if the blond haired boy was accusing him of killing her and locking the body in his closet.

"She went on a walk."

Naruto narrowed his eyes and glared at his friend in a serious manner. "Where did she go Gaara?"

Gaara kept his eyes on the empty battle field and dared not look at the boy for fear of reveling the truth through his sea foam green eyes. "I told you Naruto. Sakura went on a walk."

"That's bull and you know it. Sakura chan wouldn't go on a walk right before Sasuke's match. You see how she was cheering you and me on when it was out turns. Now where is she."

"…" Gaara did not reply.

Naruto grew angry and grabbed Gaara's shoulder spinning the red head around to face him. "Where is she Gaara."

The scarlet haired teen looked over Naruto slit cerulean blue eyes and nodded his head slightly. He might be killed after he told his friend this but then he might be killed if he didn't tell him anything.

"After your match ended a chunin from the mist summoned her on special request from the Mizukage himself. She left with the chunin a few minuets before you popped up."

"The…Mizukage…? Why would the riler of the village hidden in the mist want to talk to Sakura chan before her match?" Naruto asked calming down and releasing Gaara's shoulder.

"Think for once. Who is Sakura fighting?"

Naruto paused thinking for a moment before answering. "A boy named Aoi I think."

"Did you know that boy 'Aoi' is the son of the Mizukage and the future ruler of the village hidden in the waves. Sakura is fighting the son of a Kage and so I can only guess he wants to talk to her about that."
Naruto blinked processing the information. "Oh that's all." He sighed with a bright smile folding his hands behind his head in a car free fashion showing that he had not the slightest worry about his pink haired friend.

The red haired sand wielder of Suna nearly fell over and in truth if he were any lesser man he would have. Why didn't he just tell her that Sakura was taking a walk into the mouth of one of Orochimaru's summoned serpents that was in a particularly hungry mood and see if the boy's reaction was any different.

"Baka…"

"What! You too? Gaara why would you call me an idiot like that. Right after my big win too! Get enough of that from Sasuke teme and now you too? I though we were friends I though you understood me." The fox container whined letting his hands fall out from behind his head and his shoulders slump.

"Do you even know what everything I told you means." Gaara asked calmly with half lidded eyes.

"Yeah Sakura is going to talk to the guy's father-."

"No!"

"But that's what you told me! Why did you lie?"

Gaara decided to have one of his rare moments and prove to the world that he was in fact completely and utterly 100 human. He slapped himself in the face out of frustration. Since it was to fast and completely unexpected his sand did not rect.

"Let me put it this way. The Mizukage needs his son to win this match so he can advance in his ranks and eventually take the position of Kage. If Sakura were to beat him in this match all his plans for his son would be throw down the drain. He's going to either ask Sakura to throw the match or…"

"Or what?" Naruto asked in a frightened tone fearing the worst. For once the gear in his mind were clicking and turning in all the right ways allowing him to think clearly.

"Or they'll force her to throw the match…"

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Sakura frowned when they turned right down a hallway. The whole arena was built in a box like formation with a balcony on each side of the box. The Kage box at the top, the Leaf at the bottom, the Sand to the right, and the Mist to the left. In order to get to the balcony the Kage stand was to the right of the Suna box making it so that she would have to take three lefts to reach the desired location. The fact that they were taking a right proved her theory that it was a set up.

"You know Sakura san, the Mizukage is a really great guy." Tonkoro stated in a carefree tone not bother to look behind him to see if Sakura was listening. She was walking behind him and that was all he needed to know.

"Really, is that so…?" Sakura lazily replied in an airy tone.

"Yeah and he really loves his son, he has the guys future all planed out and everything. Right down to the last day of his life… "

"Lucky him."

"…He really wants to see that those plans are followed out perfectly."

Sakura glared at the change I the voice of the teen in front of her. It was no longer innocent.

"And in order for those plans to succeed…you mustn't."

Sakura had no time to dodge or react as Kunai was thrust into her chest slightly off to the left. Crimson colored blood squirted from the wound and leapt from the opening to land on his jacket.

"You bastard…" Sakura coughed with wide eyes as her body began to tremble.

"I'm very sorry about this Sakura san, but there can be no chances when it comes to the future of the Mist." Tonkoro replied with a small frown. "I'm not to fond of killing but it must be done."

"Likewise…" Sakura coughed with narrowed eyes that promised pain as she stumbled back against the wall.

"But for you I'll make an exception…"

Tonkoro stepped back and let his eyes widen for a number of reasons.

Her voice had changed to a dark malevolent growl filled with bloodlust and a thirst for death. Her body did not shake but instead tensed up like a drawn bowstring ready to strike at any given moment with the swiftness and speed no human should possess.

But what frightened the male the most had to be her eyes. If her voice had changed to a dark malevolent growl filled with bloodlust and a thirst for death her eyes had filled with a demonic evil full of savage brutality, completely void of all mercy or remorse. Two slit forest green eyes stared back at him in an animalistic fashion filled with power and rage.

"It's about time you died…"

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