Kiba assembled his team, Naruto, Sakura, Shino, Sasuke, Ino, Choji, Rock Lee, Ten-Ten, and Shikamaru and each one with their designated sensei.

"Alright everybody, you not only ask if the people if they have seen Hinata, you search their house too! Thoroughly! Shino, Sensei Kurenai and I will go investigate the hotel. If any of you find Hinata or get valuable information tell someone to rally it back to us or just do it yourselves. Alright? I know we're tired…but Hinata's our friend…our teammate…a kind person always ready to help! Besides…she's an heiress…Konoha needs her as well as her family..."

"Believe it! We will never give up looking for her! Even though…her family isn't. Still, we will find her and bring her back!"

"Hai! For Hinata!"

Everyone joined in with Sakura and Naruto and yelled, "FOR HINATA!" then broke up into their own groups. Neji sat up in a tree watching them. He nodded and silently whispered, "For Hinata." Then went off in a flash. Kiba saw a flash of something and heard a voice that he swore sounded like Neji. He smiled secretly to himself.

'Heh…I knew deep down you cared. You search for your cousin in your way and we'll search in ours. Hai, Akamaru?'

The dog inside his jacket barked and then received a loving pat on the head before feeling the wind rush behind his ears as his master ran at high speed toward the big building with the one called Shino and his master's teacher flanking him. The hotel itself was standard, not ritzy but not trashy either, just right. The woman at the front desk looked a lot like Ten-Ten and they wondered for a split second if there was any connection between the two girls or if it was just a coincidence. Any who, the woman smiled at them then looked at the dog with a frown.

"I'm sorry sir, no dogs allowed in this establishment. Though he is cute you'll have to find a-"

"We're not here to stay at the hotel. We're looking for one of our teammates, she's lost. Her name is Hinata Hyuga, part of the Hyuga clan. She's about up to my armpit height wise. She has boyishly short kind of blue-black hair and her eyes are that of a Hyuga, they almost make her look blind. You seen a girl like this?"

"Why as a matter of fact I have! She was just in the lobby not too long ago."

"You're kidding! She was right here under our noses the whole time! Where did she go? Who was she with?"

"Well she looked hurt, she was limping… poor girl but some evil, scary guy told me she was fine and they both went up the elevator."

"Scary guy? Who?"

"Well I don't recall his name but I do remember his face. He had red hair, a scar on his forehead but I forgot what it said, blue eyes that looked like they were rimmed with mascara and some weird gourd on his back. I do hope this helps."

Kiba slammed his fist on the desk and growled. Gaara. Just like in his dream it was that cursed devil of the sand from the chunin exams…Gaara. If it was anything like his dream then Hinata was in deep trouble and the lady had said she was hurt. That bastard must have hurt her and forced her to come with him. He could only hope that Hinata was…alive.

"What room is he in?" Asked Kurenai sensei.

"Room 304 but he checked out yesterday."

"Arigato, you've been most helpful, but one more thing. Do you know where he could have gone?"

"No, only that he and his team, I'm guessing, are part of the sand village so your best bet might be to head there. The girl was alive when I saw her but he was carrying her in his arms. She seemed like she was crying in pain. I didn't ask what was wrong and that is why I'm still alive, as well."

"Arigato. Let's move Team."

Kiba looked back at her and something in him changed, something in his eyes. He looked more wolf than dog, eyes almost red, he seemed to be snarling and showing his large, sharp canine teeth and foam collected at the bottom of his lips. His claws were out and this aura of pure hate surrounded him.

"Kiba…." Surprisingly this came from Shino, who rarely spoke unless absolutely necessary.

Kiba turned to him, tears sparkling in his resent-filled eyes. They were burning with such a deep hatred and fury that they seemed on fire and his want of physical violence was coursing through him and apparent in his face. Even as he spoke his voice was riddled with the black poison of loathing.

"I will not rest until that bastard of the sand is in my hands and his blood has stained me and his skin is underneath my claws. I will not rest until I am gnawing happily on his bones like a dog. I will not rest until the final battle cry is screamed by me and my victorious howl is sent on the wind to my pack who will howl in return. The night will be filled with screams of agony, my packs howls, and the heavy scent of blood. I will not rest until Hinata is back, safe and sound. When I find that bastard he will not find any mercy so don't try to hold me back! I WILL FUCKING TEAR HIM APART!"

With those last, brutal words he ran out of the establishment leaving the staff, and his teammates visibly shaken. They knew where he was heading and they would follow too, only after telling the rest of the search party where they should look next, if they truly wanted to. Of course they all wanted to because each of them had their own little connections with Hinata that turned out to be great. With the sensei's permission they all were heading toward the Suna and not a bigger search party would ever be found. As a group, united they would stand against the sand demon. If Lee could almost defeat him once then surely all together he'd be no match. Not to mention all the senseis. Kiba was far ahead on them on Gaara's scent.

'I swear to Kami I will find you! Sleep means nothing to me now! Only finding you, Hinata and destroying your captor…one limb at a time. I Hope you don't think of me too un-fondly when his blood is smothered onto my lips as I devour the hellish creature who dares to hurt you.'

He saw the flash that he now knew was Neji. He must have gotten word that Hinata was taken by Gaara as well. They needed him on their side but he wanted to fly solo. It would be his demise. Kiba kept a close watch on him and stuck close but not too close so he would be at his side, at the ready whenever Kiba deemed that Neji needed help. Two people, fueled by an undying love for Hinata, almost side by side in deathly silence, rushed past the trees in quick strides, out to find the one thing they were incomplete without and bound by her and their own words to savagely murder the captor of their beloved. But would their love for the same person lead into a bigger blood brawl than they intended? Would more than one person die? Would jealousy devour their souls and a tragic tale play out as bodies littered the floor all in the name of Hinata? If it needed to be so, it would be so.

Kiba would kill Neji or one of his own teammates…for Hinata.

Neji would kill Kiba and anyone who stood in his way…for Hinata.