I'd Come For You

“So you’re the Kazekage now?” she muttered, annoyed.

“Yeah, why?”

I want my friend back… “No reason…” The words hung in the air, unspoken, leaving an awkward silence.

“Oh, there’s your bodyguard. Hey, freak.”

“You know, he’s the Kazekage. He can have you thrown out of here. For good,” Kaori snarled. “’Sides, I don’t need a bodyguard.”

“Liar.” Suki wrapped her hands around her neck and squeezed.

Kaori smirked, grabbed Suki’s arm, and snapped the bone in half with a flick of her wrist.
Suki screamed and dropped to her knees.

“By the way, he was never my bodyguard, only my very overprotective friend.”

“Bitch!” Suki screamed.

“Best friend,” Gaara muttered.

“K-Kaori?”

Kaori turned and tackle hugged Hinata. “Hi Hinata!”

Hinata hugged back, embarrassed.

“Holy shit…” Kunais banged together as they fell to the ground.

Kaori stared. Dammit, why does he have to be so hot?! “I haven’t seen you in a while, Sasuke.”

“Yeah…”

“Neji was too stupid to see through my transformation jutsu. You two weren’t.”

Hinata sighed. “Neji…he left…eight months ago.”

Kaori’s blood ran cold. “What?”

“He left eight months ago. We don’t know where he went.”

“Then…who did I try to kill…Who tried to kill Gaara?!” She was hyperventilating. Neji’s gone? What if he’s dead?!

“Kaori!” snapped Sasuke.

Neji’s been…gone? But how? She should have seen right through this! Gaara was watching Kaori, watching her lose her mind.

Her claws started sharpening.

Only you can calm the beast inside of her. “Kaori…stop…” Comfort her! He hugged her, but she shrugged him off and screamed. Ow…

“Kaori!” Hinata yelled.

He tried, but no. She screamed.

“Kaori!” Hinata yelled, clearly furious.

No, no, no! She got pulled into the future.

“Where is she?!”

Neji stayed silent.

Of course…the Akatsuk! Wait…

Another image.

Neji handcuffed in a river.

The one was in the past! No! “Neji,” she screamed, and started running. Who has been kissing me? Touching…me…?

Gaara didn’t follow her. Instead, he found himself staring at Ayami. He followed her.

They ended up in the forest, where she hid.

“Ayami, come out.”

She peeked up from behind a bush. “Gaara…”

Kaori found him; she actually found him.

“Neji! Wake up! I don’t need you dying on me, too!”

He groaned.

“Neji!” She pulled him into her arms.

“I hate…the Akatsuki…”

Tears clouded her vision. “I know, Neji. I know.” She frowned. “Can you walk?”

“Yes.” He stood up and then stared at her. “What happened?”

“While you were gone…I thought you were still here. This person…he played you and…” Tears threatened to spill. “He…touched…me…”

Neji’s eyes hardened. “Let’s go.”

Twenty minutes later, they were back in Konaha.

Kaori saw Itachi and Kisame staring at the forest, when suddenly she heard a scream, then a roar. Oh, no! Shakuku! She ran toward the scream and then saw a girl kissing Gaara. The kunai that was in her hand fell to the ground.

Gaara’s hands were on the girls’ hips and hers were cupping his cheeks.

His eyes shot open and stared straight at her. “Kaori--”

“Don’t talk to me.”

“Gaara, who is this? Your girlfriend?”

Gaara never removed his hands. “Kaori…A…Someone I know.”

Kaori stared at Gaara.

“She isn’t your friend? Your girlfriend?”

“She…no.” He looked at the girl. “Ayami.”

“Hm?”

“I missed you…”

“Were friends?!”

“Shihari…come here…”

Shihari appeared at her side. He grabbed Ayami and threw her away from Gaara. “You bastard!”

“Shihari,” Kaori whispered.

“He totally screwed you, Kaori! He played you!” he snarled.

Kaori looked away. “I don’t get it…”

Ayami stood and wiped blood off of her chin. “What the hell?!”

Shihari paid no attention to her; only Gaara. “You know…I actually liked you, but now…You’re lucky I don’t kill you.”

Ayami’s eyes hardened. “You won’t touch him!” she screamed, voice murderous.

“Shut up, you slut!” Shihari snarled.

Ayami’s eyes widened. “You motherfucking--”

Kaori slapped Ayami; hard. “Shut up.”

Suddenly, Itachi and Kisame appeared out of no where.

“Hey, Kisame, look,” Itachi growled, looking straight at Kaori.

Shihari turned a murderous look onto Itachi. “You touch her and I swear, I will kill you.”

Ayami skipped to Itachi’s side and smiled.

Itachi wrapped an arm around her waist.

She leaned up and kissed his lips, putting on a show for Gaara.

Shihari sighed. “Your little bitch of a girlfriend kissed Gaara.”

Itachi turned to him. “You lie.”

“No, he isn’t. Look, if I’m lying, then I’ll go back with you. No complaints. Honest.”

“Kaori,” Shihari growled.

“Hush.”

Itachi searched her face, which held complete and utter sincerity. “Ayami?”

Kaori stared at Ayami, then Gaara, who had said nothing through all of this. I still love him…

“They’re lying.” But her voice cracked.

“You’re lying,” Itachi snapped, shoving her away. “How the fuck could you?!”

“He kissed me! I swear!”

Gaara’s eyes hardened.

“Didn’t look like it to me,” Kaori snapped.

“How would you know?!”

Show Itachi…

“You bitch,” Itachi growled.

Ayami stared at him.

“Well, since we’re here…”

They all, as in Itachi, Kisame, Deidara, and Sasori, appeared around Kaori.

“No!” Shihari yelled, but they were already gone.

Kaori had duct tape over her mouth and was strapped down to a bed. To be more accurate, Sasori’s bed.

He had called watching her and he sure was. “Going to behave? I’ll take the tape off.”

Her eyes narrowed, but she nodded.

He ripped it off.

“Ow!” she yelped and went to cover the burning sensation only to be reminded that her hands were taped to the bed.

He stared down at her unemotionally.

She stared back. “I’m surprised you haven’t raped me yet.”

“I don’t rape.”

“What, not into girls?”

“No, I am.” He smirked.

“Where are you?”

“Oh, shut up.”

“Uh huh.”

Sasori’s gaze raked down her body and then back up.

“She wouldn’t tell me?!”

Gaara paid no attention to the conversation they were having.

I had opened my eyes and saw Kaori, a pained look on her face. I had wanted to pull away, but it seemed that Ayami was controlling me somehow. “Kaori--”

“Don’t talk to me,” she had said, so much pain in her voice.

“Gaara, who is this?”

I had wanted to say my best friend, but Ayami had controlled me again. “Kaori…A…Someone I know…”

Kaori stared at me as Ayami asked if she was my friend.

“She…no.” Ayami forced me to look at her. “Ayami…” Bitch.

“Hm?”

“I…missed you.” I hate you!

Shihari had appeared then.

Kaori watched Sasori’s eyes trail along her body and said nothing.

“Your body is nice…I might have to reconsider.”

She smirked. “Touch me, and I’ll have my demon…oops, said too much already.”

“That dumbass can’t kill me.”

“I am afraid you’re mistaken.” Her claws grew sharp so she cut the bonds at her wrists, but made it seems like she couldn’t move.

He went to grab one of her breasts, but her hand shot out and knocked him unconscious. “That’ll teach ya.”