Stockholm Syndrome Gone Really Really Wrong

Sweets: I had wanted this story to at least be fifteen chapters long but apparently, that ain't gonna happen. I wanted it to be long but long and boring and drawn out cause I don't want you to lose interest so I'm just gonna progress with it as it is and hope that more idea pop up that'll make it long and interesting.

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Chapter 7

Neji eyed the people of surrounding them as he pulled the short redhead closer to him. They'd made enough of a scene at the club and now they were skipping town. Soon he'd need put his plan into action. He'd kidnapped a number of persons before and all the while climbing to the top for his prize, he pulled Gaara even closer. He was too deep now anyways. He felt like he was so close, that man was so close. Within his reach but his fingers were still folded. Gaara was going to help him unfold his fingers.

He was searching for a particular person. His mentor, if he could be called that. He wanted to attract him so that he could show him all his achievements. He'd be so proud of his accomplishments. He was the one that transfigured him into the god he was today. Neji smiled softly to himself as he steered Gaara to a free seat on the train. A conductor came, took their tickets and punctured a hole in it before he moved on to the next section.

He glanced over at Gaara who had an absolutely bored expression on his face. He'd put up quite a fight that morning when Neji had given him his disguise. Neji anted to be extra careful with the moving so he had told the redhead that they'd be a married couple and of course, he was the woman. Neji had snickered to himself when Gaara had stepped out of the bathroom in the loose pants and blouse with a slight v-neck to it. He wore wedge heels and a shoulder length black hair that framed his face beautifully. It had completely convinced Neji that Gaara would be beautiful no matter what gender he had but he had to admit that his normal sandy blonde hair with the highlights were the best match for him.

He smirked at the sulking redhead who turned to glare at him. Now that he had crimson contacts in the glare pierced straight through his chest and travelled straight to his groin. It was a pleasant feeling. "Everything all right Love?" Neji grinned.

"Kiss my ass," Gaara hissed at him. Neji leaned forward in his seat and smirked at him. He was having too much fun.

"We can do that later. Don't you think?" He relished in the blush that creped up his face and dusted his cheeks a lovely shade of pink. His glare intensified as he snapped his head back to the side to glare out the window as Neji threw his head back laughed loudly. Oh yes, Gaara was definitely a jewel in his own little way. A jewel definitely worth all its trouble.

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He frowned; his bird was flying his nest. "Where are you going my little birdie?" He didn't remember a move in the Hawk's plans for the week. This was ahead of schedule… actually; it wasn't a part of the plan at all. His frown melted into a small smile, "I should've expected this from my star pupil. Of the two birds that I trained, you have flown farther than I expected. You have made me proud Neji." At that statement, another frown crossed his face, "Where is my other bird? Quite the elusive raven isn't she?" Another smile crossed his face. While Neji was more or less easy to predict his second pupil was the meaning of mystery itself. He'd never trusted that girl. Too quiet, too secretive… as they say, silent rivers run deep.

He waved his hand dismissively, effectively brushing the girl from his mind. He had better things to do than worry about a shadow. There were more important things that required his attention, for one, his house was incredibly dirty. It was that time of year, Spring Cleaning. Time to polish furniture and sweep away the cobwebs, it was time for a full house cleaning. Everyone else was so lazy. He sighed to himself, "Guess I'll have to play the maid as well." He shook his head slightly as he picked up his sniper rifle and began to reassemble it. He pocketed some extra magazines before he tucked his machine on his back and pulled on a high-collared trench coat before he stepped out into the beautifully warm shining day.

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"Where is the vice- captain?" Shukaku sighed heavily rubbing his eyes. He and his most trustworthy operatives were about to load into a dark windowed limo to take him to a press conference to answer questions regarding what he was going to do about the state of the missing jewels that were more than priceless and how it all connected to his missing son.

"Sir, you know he's quite sickly. I'm going to be taking over for him until he can recover. I called him this morning. He sounded awful. It sounded like a sounded like a really sore throat, even through that he said that he was still coming to work. I had to threaten him that we were going to-" Shukaku's back was turned to the man that was taking but there was no mistaking to smack that sounded. He spun around to see the lifeless body of the man who had been talking crumple to ground. His entire body froze over as everyone just stood and watched as the dead body crumpled to ground in a heap. Kyuubi was the one who broke the silence with and ear-splitting scream that seemed to send everyone into a spiral of chaos. He wanted to tell someone to help him but he was shot straight through the head. His eyes scanning the parking lot but to his horror he could only see where the bullet had lodged into the wall. It had passed straight through the man's head like nothing.

The next thing he felt was a number of bodies pressing up against him, which he recognized, were his secret service unit covering him and his secretary. Kyuubi was clinging to his arm gingerly, screaming, and crying and it took all his effort to pull the devastated redhead closer to him and cover his quivering hand with his own and hush him while the unit shuffled to the designated limo. As they neared the vehicle, the ticking of a clock became eerily loud and as they shuffled closer, the ticking stopped.

"Pull back!" An agent screamed just in time to pull the president into his arms and under his body as the limo exploded. The blast flung Kyuubi's body into a pillar and knocked him unconscious. The unit scrambled to protect their president but that was their downfall. As soon as they got up, they went back down.

"What happening!" Shukaku screamed scanning the area his eyes widening as he saw the number of operatives falling because of head shots that lodged in the surrounding walls and pillars. "What's happening?" A scream tore form his own throat as a burning sensation tore through his shoulder too close to his heart. He felt the operative covering him go alarming still realized then that there was a huge hole tearing through his forehead. Blood was spilling out in globules.

His stomach churned dangerously as he hastily pushed the man off his back and stood up on shaky legs, "What's happening?" he croaked to himself as he stood on shaky legs and ran a hand through his debris filled hair. He scanned the lot and spotted Kyuubi leaning against a pillar with one of the operatives leaning over him. He wasn't sure why that one was left but he was tending to Kyuubi's wounds and that was all that matter. He winced as he felt his wound scream as he started to move forward. He raised his trembling fingers to the wound and pressed his palm down against it as hard as he could. "Sir!" The man shouted getting up and suddenly the ground was shaking. He snapped his head to the side to see a car at the far end of the parking lot explode in flames, the force of the blast sending it flying backwards and slamming into another car that immediately exploded on contact, that must have come from beneath the car because it was in the air. It landed on a large black van that exploded completely sending its parts flying everywhere. A door sailing in Shukaku's direction forced him down. Ducking so quickly started up his shoulder again and suddenly he was seeing black stars twinkling before his eyes. He could faintly see the man run towards him before the next exploding engine sent him and Kyuubi's body somewhere across the room.

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'Pandemonium,' he thought to himself as he smiled before pushing, rolling onto his back and staring up into the sun, his eyes protected by his dark shades. He smiled again to himself he stood and was created by the dazzling smile of the blue haired girl that had crossed his min not too long ago.

"Hello master." She smiled as though they were friends. He stared at her with a blank face. Forget raven, she was a snake in the grass.

"What is it you want?" He asked his voice empty and bland. She threw her head back and laughed loudly before pushing off the ground where she and been seated. Her black body suit hugging her every curve, her long blue hair swaying behind her like loose silk. Catching the light and gleaming like a sharp blade. Forget snake, she was a beast. She sauntered up to him before stopping directly before him. He looked down into her glass lilac eyes his own eyes shielded by his glasses.

"Is that anyway to talk to you pupil master?" She purred, a coy smile playing on her lips.

"You are not my student."

"You're right." The smile disappeared as she narrowed her eyes at him. She casually placed a hand on his shoulder as she moved to stand at his side. He could feel the cold seeping into his body from where her hand lay and from where she stood too close for comfort. He instinctively tensed. Yes, this woman was a beast. "It was good to see you again." She murmured running her finger tips along his jaw line. He felt a shiver threaten to race up his spine but he quelled it. He would not loose his cool before her. "I hope we can meet up again." She laughed coldly in his ear. "Invite Nii-sama too!" Then she went dead silent. "I long to see him." And with that, she sauntered away and he gathered what was left of his dignity and stepped away as well.

He growled lightly as he hastily made his way down the stairs. He'd cleaned up the house and now it was time to mend the broken chairs. Everything needed to be perfect. He wouldn't be able to relax otherwise and he was in need of vacation, perhaps to Hawaii. He chuckled at the thought.

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"Are you sure he's totally fine to leave?" Shikamaru asked wrapping his arms around the tattoo-faced boy as the doctor was writing up a slip. The looked up at him and graced him with a warm smile as she finished writing.

"Yep. He's perfectly healthy and all the drugs have been flushed from his system. He's perfectly healthy." She answered sweetly. "Though I do recommend some more rest and more vegetables in his diet." She tapped Kiba on his nose as if he was a small child which caused him to giggle. Shikamaru shook his head before accepting the slip from the doctor and told her his thanks before he pulled Kiba along with him to the check out station.

Kiba bounced of his arms and into the sunlight as he did a wide stretch. "Freedom!" He hollered making several people turn around to look at him and some near by women to giggle. He shook his head while chuckling before brushing past the enthusiastic boy and started moving towards his car. Kiba raced to catch him up and launched himself up onto his back before wrapping his leg around his waist and nuzzling his face into his neck.

"You're acting as if you were in solitude." Shikamaru smirked fishing his car keys from his pockets and twirling them on his index finger.

"I was! But guess what?" He asked trailing his tongue from his boyfriend's neck up to his ear. He felt is lover shiver and his steps slow as he tilted his neck to give better access.

"What's that?" He asked his voice a whisper. Kiba threw his head back and laughed.

"We get to have sex now!" He hollered. A hot blush rose high on Shikamaru's neck as another set of people stopped to stare at them.

"Will you stop with the outbursts? You're attracting unwanted attention!" Shikamaru hissed sighing in relief as he saw his car up ahead. He just wanted the day to move on without incident. He pressed the button on his keypad and shook his head when he heard the chirp of his car.

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The alarms blared all around him in a haze as he tried to scan the lot for his beloved redhead. He saw a leg somewhere but he wasn't sure whom it belonged. He felt a faint stinging sensation along his shoulder through his chest and up to his neck but paid it no mind as he tried to find the leg again. Twisting his head again the pain rocketed through his body and sent lights dancing before his eyes before everything went black.

He slowly opened his eyes to find white glaring down at him. Squeezing his eyes shut he took deep breaths and prayed to the heavens that he wasn't dead. There were things that he needed to do. He felt a light tapping on his shoulder and tore his eyes open to find the cause of it. The first thing he saw was spiky hair crowning a head. He blinked a few times to get his eyes adjusted to the light before he fully recognized the face. Shino Aburame. He almost smiled to himself for the familiar face.

Trying to push himself up he felt a throb across his body. "Don't try to get up. The painkillers are probably wearing off now. You've been asleep for a long time." The man murmured gently placing his hand on Shukaku's stomach to push him back down.

"How are you feeling?" Another familiar voice. He tilted his head to the side to spot another spiky haired male, his face marred with worry lines and anger.

"Better than I look I hope," He smiled and that seemed to ease some of the tension. Shukaku took a deep breath. "How many?" He asked, his voice a quiet whisper.

"Seven of the eight that were to accompany you on the trip." Shukaku sucked in a sharp breath causing his chest to rise higher than it should have sending a sharp throb of pain through his body. He ground before raising a hand to his chest.

"Take it easy sir," Shikamaru said looking at him worriedly. Shukaku look up at him only to have him look away. "I should have been there."

"Why?" Shino snapped at him. The dissipating tension rose up a notch. Shukaku watched them quietly as he tried to calm his racing heart. It seemed that they'd been having this conversation for a while now.

"I could have protected the president!" Shikamaru hissed trying to keep his voice from rising too high.

"You would have gotten a shot to the head!" Shino hissed in return. This was the first time the president was seeing the vice-captain lose his cool. Shikamaru sighed and returned to seat.

"No I wouldn't have," he murmured. Shukaku saw as Shino raised a brow over his glasses.

"What do you mean?" Shino asked his voice questioning.

"I've been researching those guys for a while. We were gonna set out a sting operation called 'House Cleaning'." Shino remained quiet waiting for the rest of the explanation. "They were a smaller part of a growing organization that was planning on over throwing the president at the conference that you all were heading to. They were planning to expose the fact that he was gay and sleeping with his secretary. We had suspicions that he was going to blackmail him on the way to the car and force him to step down. We don't know what they were gonna do after they did that." He took another big sigh.

"Someone else knew and took care of the problem?" Shukaku muttered. His suspicions had been confirmed; there was a mole in the Leaf and apparently, it was much closer to home than he had thought.

"Apparently they did and in a not too subtle way. We'd have locked them for a number of years but this guy took them out with a single head shot. All of them… right in the center of their head. As if they were just sitting in a line waiting to die," He sounded highly perturbed just talking about it. He settled in his chair, pressing his elbows into his legs, he interlocked his fingers and set them against his chin and slipped his eyes closed. The president recognized it as his thinking stance and decided to leave the thinking to him. He sighed deeply before gingerly pressing his fingers to his chest.

"You said that there were seven out of the eight? Why was one left?" Shukaku asked feeling the throb become more noticeable.

"He had just been promoted to being your body guard. He wasn't involved. He escaped mostly unscathed." Shukaku groaned from the pain and lowered his head to rest on his pillow as he took deep breaths.

"You should get some sleep Mr. President." Shino said quietly pulling his bed sheets up and tucking them under his chin. 'So close.' He thought to himself as he saw the President's eyes slip close. The adrenaline surged through his body and his fingers itched to reach for his gun. His mind was fighting against heart; his mind wanted to shoot him point blank but his heart wanted to strangle him with his bare hands. He smirked quietly before pulling away. "I'm leaving Shikamaru," he murmured before shoving his hands into his pockets and sauntering out the door the smirk still firmly on his face. He needed to go hunting now; he let his bird fly free for way too long. And he didn't hurry he wouldn't get the satisfaction of wringing his neck with his own hands; he knew that the beast was after him as well.

It was a race against time.

A frown crossed his face as he realized that his game was becoming complicated because an unwanted playing piece forced itself into the middle of the game field. He needed to terminate that player, and he needed to do it quickly too.

As he stepped out something shimmered a top a far roof and he shifted his gaze upward to see a female figure standing on top of the roof her curves clearly outlined by the moonlight and her long her flowing behind her in the wind. He realized that it'd been her hair glinting in the dark. 'Just like a blade,' he thought before raising his collar up to his chin and tucking his head down before calling a cab, leaving his car in the parking lot.

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Neji glanced around the train and noticed that almost everyone had out their phones or tablets and noticed that something big must've happened for the murmurs to be rising in volume. He also noted the worry and fear in their tones. He glanced over at Gaara and noticed that he was shifting in his seat, his face scrunching up as if he were forcing himself to wake up. He quietly got up from his cubicle and casually walked up two women and ran a hand through his spiky brown hair. They looked up at him and immediately started reeling off information even before he asked what had happened. One woman tapped her iPad and zoomed in on an image from somewhere in the presidential parking lot. There was debris and fire everywhere. Not to mention the bodies that were black body bags being carted away behind the newswoman who was speaking. She looked visibly shaken.

He read the headline that scrolling at the bottom of the screen. His eyes widened at the number of people that were killed, injured, and wondered what the hell was happening. Obviously, they weren't targeting the president because he escaped with a shot to the chest that most likely wasn't meant for him. Or maybe it was… Maybe it was a warning.

What the hell was happening in the Leaf?

"What happened?" A still sleepy Gaara asked slowly walking to his head and started to tip on his toes to peer over his shoulder to look at the device as well to see what was happening. A thought crossed his mind and he immediately turned and started making his way back to their seat, grabbing Gaara's arm as he was passing him. "Hey!" He protested as Neji tugged him back to the seat. There was no way Neji could allow him to see what was happening without the redhead making some sort of trouble and ruining his entire plan.

Neji tossed him into the seat, plopped down next to him and pulled a small bottle from a small compartment at the side of his bag. "What was that for?" Gaara hissed. Neji hastily uncapped the bottled and waved it in front of his nose. The redhead gagged for a couple of seconds before his eyes rolled back and his body went limp. Neji pulled his body back into the seat, laid his head against the glass and made it seem as though he was asleep much as he looked before when he actually had been sleeping.

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"Raccoon!" He heard that familiar voice call his name and immediately spun around to answer.

"Kyuu!" He called back watching as the redhead was stepping out of a very sleek black car that glistened in the light. Kyuubi was smiling that bright smile that he had always loved seeing. It made him feel warm and happy all the time. As he took the first step forward, he felt terror grip him as he started to run towards his love. He didn't know why he was so terrified but he needed to be near him. He needed to touch him, feel him, just to make sure that he was okay. He felt his hart ache as Kyuubi's voice twisted in fear and he spun around to be met with end of pistol pointed right in his face. His heart started pounding in his ear as his feet refused to move from where they were. He was scared for his life. He felt beads of sweat forming on his brow but what made his heart skip a beat was the fact the gun slowly pivoted to the side. 'Kyuubi!' He thought frantically as his adrenaline kicked in and he twisted his body around to notice that Kyuubi was screaming at him and dashing forward.

He flung his body forward just in time for the click of trigger. He felt a burn in his shoulder that spun his body and sent him slamming him to the ground. He wanted to scream to Kyuubi to get away but pools and pools of blood gurgled up from his chest and poured out of his mouth. He tried to cough it out but ended up gagging it. His lungs burned for oxygen and his eyes started to haze over but not before he heard a dreaded ticking that slowed with time. Kyuubi's entire body froze in mid-step and he watch with wide-horror filled eyes as the sleek car erupted in flames and sent Kyuubi's body sailing over him and into the arms of the person that shot him.

"No!" He screamed tearing himself away and awake from his dream.

"Mr. Sands? Mr. Sands! Is everything alright?" A nurse asked with wide eyes as she pressed her hands on his abdomen in an attempt to keep him still. He was having none of it.

"Where is he? Where's Kyuubi! What have you done with him?" He roared grabbing the nurse with both arms but howled in pain as his chest exploded in lights that twinkled and dance and the next thing he knew he was falling back into the bed as everything around him started to fade.

"We're sorry Mr. Sands…" he heard the nurse whisper before everything blurred and warped.

"Kyuubi…" He whispered meekly before everything went dark.

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Sweets: There's chapter seven! I hope you all like it and I'd love some reviews!