Her palm slipped. And she fell. Landing against Suzaku.

The two were closer then they had expected. Hinata's whole upper body was vertically against Suzaku, though straightened as her shoulders lingered right over his own; The automatic reflex was to gently hold her shoulder to keep her from falling.

Hinata's hair, hung messily over her shoulder and knocked against Suzaku. Strands were scrambled from his cheek to his chest. Her headband hung adjacent to the nape of Suzaku's neck. One hand, where Hinata slipped, against Suzaku's shoulder. The hand reaching for the flower slipped and laid behind Suzaku's head. His green eyes looking up. Her pale lavender eyes looking down.

Both eyes were wide. Each others eyes was all they could see since they were that close. Suzaku could smell the scent of Hinata's skin; Snow Covered Blossoms. Hinata could feel Suzaku's soft breath linger against her own. The gap of their lips were centimeters apart. Their nose resting on each others.

A few blinks went by.

Then the redness in both of their faces showed up quickly.

"Hinata!

The shout was more of a bark. And the smell of kibble filled the air.

Kiba.

Not just him. Naruto, Gaara, and Shikamaru were behind him staring at the same sick scene.

"Hinata. . . What the hell are you doing?" Kiba choked out. Shikamaru eyed over the brunette with his hands on Hinata. "Who the fuck are you?" Shikamaru retort. All 4 could taste the same taste. . . Taste of Orochimaru.

Hinata got off of Suzaku and sat up. "This isn't what it looks like." She sputtered out, face redder than Gaara's hair. Kiba marched over to Hinata and grabbed her by the wrist, with compact force. "Fuck Hinata! How could you do this!? To Konoha? With that?"

Kiba's grip tightened on Hinata as he looked at Suzaku. Every time he would state something, he would drag Hinata closer to himself and further away from Suzaku.

"Kiba!" Cried Hinata, tears spilling from her eyes as more jolts of pain came over her wrist; she tried to pull herself away with weakly attempts. Suzaku stood up to his feet in less than a second and grabbed Hinata by her free hand ; out of the grasp of Kiba swiftly. "Leave her alone!" Growled Kururugi, "If you have any problems with anything that involves Hinata, take them up with me."

Hinata's face turned redder in the situation. Suzaku had his arms around her securely but gently. They curved over her as if they were puzzle pieces. He pulled her to the side and shielded her from the storm Kiba was stirring .Hinata felt far away from the problem as she stared up into Suzaku's face. His gentle smile turned into an angered look towards Kiba. Though even if his look was glaring on Kiba, from the corner of his eye, he had a gentle gleam towards Hinata. Though it didn't last for long.

Naruto plunged behind Suzaku and knocked him to the ground with a side kick. "Take that, Bastard!" He said with a smirk, standing in front of Hinata.

Suzaku hit the ground, the taste of blood in his mouth.

"Kururugi-Kun!" Hinata's voice pierced at him. "Damn it." He said to himself. When he got to his knees, they were pulled out from under him. Suzaku hit the ground on his chin. He could feel the scrapped open skin against the ground, and the dirt sting the blood as it trickled out. He hated the view. A spiky blond hair, black and orange outfit had a proud gleam on his face. Hinata's sad pale eyes and her feathery voice called to him. Suzaku hated to see the aura of sadness near Hinata. He turned over to his left side to see if it was the one with face paint, who pulled his legs out from under him.

Instead it wasn't. "No way."

Suzaku blinked as he saw sand in a form, shaped like a thick rope, on each ankle, pulling him. Pulling him towards a figure that stood, with heavy lines around his eyes, a grim yet emotionless expression stamped upon his face, shadowing his forehead was a red inked tattoo meaning "Love" In Japanese.

What the hell was going on? Suzaku twisted himself around and pulled his gun from his waist shooting towards the red haired figure.

"Eat this, son of a bitch!" As the gun fired, the bullets whizzed towards the red haired figure. Though his expression did not change, the sand shifted from Suzaku's feet towards himself, shielding him from the bullets.

Falling to the ground to show him, glaring down at Suzaku, the sand fell with 3 bullets sprawled on the ground

"What the hel-" Suzaku was cut off as a black shadow crept over his Knights' suit to his throat cutting off his air. Shikamaru landed by Gaara, smiling sickly, "Shadow Possession, And Orochimaru fell for it."

Suzaku's world was blacking out, He could feel pressure hitting against his throat. Though he swayed his hands around to feel for something that was causing that feeling. His eyes started to roll back. The world before him started to black out. Everything he saw now was blurry and unfocused. His ears gave away too locking him inside a dark, subtle blackness…

"KURURUGI-KUN!!!!"

He couldn't die. Not just yet…

Not on Hinata.

Suzaku tightened his gun and pointed it over his head, towards the two figures, Shikamaru and Gaara. The 5 shots he fired flew towards both, though instead went past them.

"Shitty shot." Shikamaru grumbled.

Then, Shikamaru screamed. 4 of the bullets hit him in the back.

Suzaku felt a grin fall on his face as the grasp around his neck let up and he took in a pocketful of air as he stood to his feet. "When you stand behind something metal, expect it to be ricochet back to you." Suzaku said, pointing with his gun towards the flag post behind the two, still catching his breath. Shikamaru turned around before he hit his knees. "Damn it." He moaned in pain, holding his shoulder in a painful grasp.

Suzaku took this advantage to race towards the Lancelot. He was running low on bullets, and options. He was at the foot where the door, which started to slide up, and a voice called out.

"Kururugi-kun…."

Hinata…

Not even turning back, he darted into the Lancelot as the door shut behind him, when he was just far enough to disappear into the machine's shadows.