Willoffire123: Heyo!

Sakura: What happened to updating whenever you take a sick day?

Willoffire123: I just don't get sick that often.

Sakura: Well you know what they say,

Kendall: Fools never catch a cold.

Willoffire123: WHAT DID YOU SAY?

Kendall: I said Willoffire123 doesn't own Naruto or Big Time Rush.

Willoffire123: That's what I thought. Now then, on a more serious note. I've lost interest in this story. However, I made it my mission to finish every story I start, so I will finish this, just a little quickly. If anyone would like to redo this story when I'm done, you have my permission. Anyway, on with the chapter!

Carlos

"Are you sure you're okay for the concert tomorrow?" asked Carlos.

"For the last time, I'll be fine," Kendall assured him. "Besides, Gustavo will murder us if we cancel the show."

Carlos shuddered. That was the last thing he wanted, but Kendall's health would always come before work.

"As long as you're good to go, that won't happen," Carlos declared. "But just tell us if you don't feel up to it."

Kendall ran a hand through his hair in exasperation. The two boys strolled down the street, making their way to the concert venue for sound check. James had texted Carlos while he and Kendall were still in 2J, saying he, Sakura and Logan were already there, and would they hurry it up before Gustavo blew a gasket.

"Anyway," Kendall said forcefully, changing the subject. "How's training going?"

"Great," Carlos said enthusiastically, flipping on his sunglasses. Kendall did the same. "I can actually get in a hit now before Sakura pins me on the mat."

"I still can't believe all the stuff she can do," said Kendall, unconsciously touching his chest where she'd fixed his ribs.

"It's so cool though!" said Carlos. "And she's so mysterious. Do you really think she's from Japan?"

Kendall frowned. "Where else would she be from? She speaks Japanese, AND her name is Japanese."

"But can Japanese people really destroy parks, heal people by touching them, and clone themselves?" asked Carlos.

"What are you saying?" asked Kendall with a smirk. "That she's from some sort of alternate dimension?"

"Maybe," said Carlos, perfectly serious.

"Or maybe Japanese people are just really weird," said Kendall pointedly.

Carlos was so deep in thought as they rounded the corner that he didn't notice a blond-haired man in an orange jumpsuit bowl over Kendall, and sprint away down the street.

"Gah," cried Kendall, grabbing onto Carlos to regain his balance.

"You okay?" asked Carlos.

"Fine," said Kendall, wincing as he massaged his shoulder. "Just startled. Who was that guy?"

Before Carlos could answer, another strangely dressed man with jet-black hair styled to look like a duck's butt dropped from the sky, landing in front of him.

"Where'd he go?" Duck-Butt man demanded.

Carlos was so taken aback that he blurted, as usual, the first thing that came out of his mouth. "Why does your hair look like a duck's butt?"

Duck-Butt man obviously didn't approve of his answer, as he lifted Carlos with one arm by his shirt collar.

"The blondie in the orange jumpsuit," he hissed. "Where. Is. He?"

Carlos and Kendall both pointed down the street. Duck-Butt man dropped Carlos, and, without another word, took off down the street after the guy in the orange jumpsuit.

"Wow…" said Carlos.

"You saw that too, right?" asked Kendall. "I'm not hallucinating again, am I?"

"No, no, I saw it too," Carlos assured him. "Unless I'm hallucinating too. If we are, this is way weirder than your Gustavo in a tutu hallucination."

"Come on," said Kendall, starting down the street in pursuit of Duck-Butt man. "They went in the same direction the stadium's in. Let's follow them."

"That," said Carlos, jogging to catch up. "Is a bad idea. We'd better hurry, we're losing them."

Sakura

Sakura was having a bad day.

Not just the fact that she was still stuck in a country far away from home against her will, but today in particular was turning out to be horrible.

First off were the clothes. She'd been given black track pants, a white t-shirt, shades, a comm. link, a walkie-talkie, and a black jacket with 'Security' written in large white letters. Now the clothes weren't half bad. It was her clients, two very annoying teenage boys who just happened to be half of a world famous boy band, making fun of them that ticked her off.

Then there was the fact that there were only two of her clients making fun of her clothes. The other half of this world famous boy band, Big Time Rush, was nowhere to be found.

"You're sure Kendall and Carlos are coming?" she asked James.

"Carlos just texted me to say they're on their way, officer," James snickered, fist bumping Logan.

While Sakura was still annoyed that James Diamond and Logan Mitchel would not stop making fun of her outfit, and that Kendall Knight and Carlos Garcia were MIA, she'd grown close to the four boys over the past two months, and was genuinely concerned for their safety.

"Well as long as we know where they are then there's no reason to panic," said Sakura. "Still, I'll breathe easier when they're here."

"What'cha gonna do about it when they get here, officer? Write them tardy slips?" cackled Logan.

Something inside Sakura snapped, and, completely forgetting that American boys were much more fragile than Naruto or Sasuke, she charged at James and Logan.

"Run," said James.

"Now," said Logan, the two boys sprinting up the stadium steps, fleeing for their lives.

Sakura was prepared to tear her clients limb from limb, when a group of people entering the stadium several feet below them caught her eye.

"Sakura?" called Logan from the top of their section of bleachers. "What's going on?"

Sakura jumped, covering the distance between the three of them, and clamped a hand over each boy's mouth.

"You need to keep it down and remain out of sight," she warned. "If I read the files correctly, George Hawk just entered the stadium along with a very, very dangerous man."

Yes, when George Hawk entered the stadium with two guards who were twice her size and twice her weight in muscle, and Kabuto in tow, Sakura knew today was going to be a very bad day.

"Why's Hawk here?" murmured James. "He kidnapped us the last time he came to one of our concerts."

"He's a problem," said Sakura. "But our biggest problem is the guy with the glasses."

"Don't tell me he's got superhero powers too?" moaned Logan.

"If you mean he can summon snakes, create barriers, control every organ in your body with a few seals, and render you paralyzed with one strike to a pressure point, then yeah, he's practically Clark Kent," she said, slowly backing further up the bleachers, trying desperately to shield James and Logan from sight. "Wait a second…barriers."

Sakura let out a string of colorful curses in Japanese. "We need to get out of here now!" She flipped on her walkie-talkie. "I need all personnel to initiate an immediate evacuation of the whole stadium. Whatever happens, stay as far away as possible from George Hawk and the perp with the glasses."

Sakura broke into a sprint, thundering down the bleachers.

"Sakura, what-," started James.

"Just run for it!" she shouted back. But alas, as she sprinted, Sakura watched in horror as the same energy barrier erected in the fight between the Third Hokage and Orochimaru, slowly block out the sun as the entire stadium was covered in the barrier.

"What the hell is that?" demanded James.

"I'll explain in a minute," said Sakura. "We need to find a hiding place and pray that Kabuto doesn't find us." She flipped her walkie-talkie back on. "Belay that immediately. Anyone who touches that barrier will be incinerated on the spot. Spread out and find somewhere to hide. Take as many civilians with you as possible."

Sakura switched off her walkie-talkie and turned to look at Logan and James. Both boys looked more terrified than she'd ever seen them before.

"It'll be okay," she assured them. "But we need to go find a hiding spot now."

"What happened to evacuating?" asked Logan, his face fearful of an answer.

Sakura clenched her jawline in determination. No matter what happened, she would not allow Kabuto or Hawk to hurt her friends.

"There's no point in that now," she said at last. "We're trapped."

Willoffire123: …

Kendall: Hello?

Willoffire123: …

Sakura: WAKE UP!

Willoffire123: HELL!

Kendall: Why do you get to sleep? We have questions for you?

Willoffire123: My dear Kendall, what could I possibly know that you don't already know?

Kendall: Plenty. Like where'd me and Carlos go?

Sakura: Yeah, and why is Kabuto here? That guy's creepy.

Willoffire123: You'll find out next time. Until then!