Red

Kankuro was sitting in the large leather couch, in one of the 3 living rooms, situated in the snakes main lair. He was humming to himself, fixing a broken dolls hand. Not just any doll, but his favourite doll through 700 years. Karasu. He rarely used it for fights anymore, but he loved to fiddle with it. Polishing the smooth wood and replace broken parts.

He felt oddly at ease. A rare calmness hanging over his body. Every muscle relaxed. He frowned to himself and looked up, something was wrong. He surveyed the room..

Sasuke was sitting to his right, looking at the flat screen tv with a sleepy expression.Obvioulsy not paying attention to the program. Konohamaru lounging in one of the leather arm chairsm staring at Sasuke.

Shika and Sai was playing a game of go, Sai wearing his stupid smile, like he knew something the others were clueless about. Shika just calmly sipping his sake. Muttering troublesome as Sai smiled even wider.

Everything was calm.. too calm. What was it? He couldn`t put his finger on it, but it was definitly something important. He closed his eyes and thought about it..

there was no..................killing intent. Thats it!

"Where the fuck is Gaara?!"

The others looked up and stared at him for a brief moment, .

"Why?" Konohamaru looked at him puzzled.

"It`s too calm here. It`s been too calm here for too long. I havent felt nervous for at least a week. And he is always here, or at my place.. when he isn`t out killing that is. So, where is he? Has anyone seen him lately?"

Sasuke was only half listening to Kankuros rambling, his mind got side tracked the moment Gaara had been mentioned.
`mm..Gaara, now *thats* a hot piece of ass.` He smiled to himself. Unconsciously reaching down to rub his cock through the soft fabrick of his pants. `Too bad he won`t even think about sex. God, how I could fuck him for hours. Days even.`

Sasuke had been crushing on the redhead on and off for a while now. The thought that he would probably never get him, only exciting him even more. Nothing seemed to turn Gaara on. Not boys and definitely not girls. Not animals, not even dead girls. One could think so, since Gaaras favourite hobby seemed to be crushing people with his sand.

Sure, Gaara could tease. He kissed like a god, it made Sasukes knees weak even thinking of it. But that was as far as he would go.Or as far as Sasuke had made him go.

And even then he had had to make it into a bet. Calling Gaara a damn pussy for beeing affraid of a smal kiss. Something so trivial. When in fact it had been nothing trivial about it. It had been exciting, and gentle. Somthing so completly different, and innocent from the rest of the kisses Sasuke had shared with others.

Gaara would never use tongue for long, he would shy away after a couple of seconds. And most importantly, no touching.No one touched Gaara. It was a golden rule. If you didn`t want to be globbered by sand. You just didn`t touch Gaara.

So Sasuke had taken to spar with the redhead.Just to watch him, and for the opportunity to touch, despite the fact that Gaara normally was a long distance fighter, Sasuke could trick him into practising hand to hand combat. Oh how he loved to see that body work..That pale skin, paler than Sasukes even, glistening with sweat. His muscles straining. And the look on his face when he was all worn out, priceless.

Sasuke rubbed harder against the growing bulge and caught himself in the act and pulled his hand away, biting his bottom lipp. He looked up and caught Konohamarus longing look. The boy looked like a twenty year old. Taller than Sasuke, with brown shaggy hair. And that stupid scarf around his neck as always. Konohamaru realized he was caught and grinned sheepishly before he jumped up and ran to the kitchen, probably to help Kimmimaro with the lasagna he was making.

Sasuke sighed and leaned back.

No matter, he would help look for Gaara later. Right now, his brother had gotten himself a new pet. And it was a perfect opportunity to get rid of his new problem. He was sure Itachi would let him play if he just glared hard enough.
(to see how that one turned out check out snake eat fox chappie 8.)


Meanwhile in the Konoha hospital:

Kakashi was so angry with the damn board. Their stupid politics. Sure, he understood that they had needed the bedposts. But to send Red-kun out on the streets all alone, with no place to go. That was just reckless.. with the snakes out there and all. He wouldn`t last a day..

So now, the ordinarily relaxed and lazy doctor was rushing down the stairs, heading for Red-kuns room, hoping he would get there in time before the boy left.

`Motherfucker! And I havent even gotten to take any of the tests I wanted to take, shit! And it`s not like I can show the board what I found.. They`ll think it`s some kind of stupid joke.. that I messed with the pictures or something. Shit!!.`

On the last MRI Gaara had taken, the day before, Kakashi had found that the "activity" in his temporal lobe had decreased.

But the *really* weird thing, he had found first today when he had sat down with the pictures and zoomed in on that particular spot.. He had found signs of some kind, or kanjis, glowing in red, like someone had written on this boys mind with chakra. He had been able to make out some of the writings meaning.
Something abot a seal of some sort.. but it was highly unlikely that the picture was correct, even if he couldn`t explain where the writing came from. Some sick joke from the interns??

Kakashi really wanted to run more tests, to get to the bottom of this. And now the boy was gone. `Motherfucker!`

He walked hurriedly past the nurses post, he only hoped he came in time. But as he pushed open the door to Red-kuns room. He found another patient in his bed. `Fuck`
The girl sat up in her bed and looked at him with wide eyes, she was probably waiting for some test results, and when a doctor came rushing into the room.... like he had just done, she probably thought the worst..

"Oh, sorry. didn`t mean to rush in like that. Heh, I was just looking for another patient." he smiled at the startled girl , before he closed the door carefully behind him and rushed back to the nurses post.
"Ino, how long since they released Red-kun?"

"Oh, I think it`s only twenty minutes ago, I asked him if he needed a place to stay, but you know how he is.. "

Kakshi nodded his head to this, he knew..

And now Red was gone.

"Oh, and we forgot to give him this..but I don`t see why he`ll need it.. I mean........... sand? " Ino was holding up the black volcom backpack.. with a disgusted look on her face. there was still stale blood on it."Should I throw it away Dr?"

"No Ino, thats not your decision to take, maybee he`ll come back for it when his memory returns. Just wrap it up in plastic and put it somewhere safe."

Kakashi didn`t know why, but he hoped he would see the stoic boy again. There was something about the boy that drew Kakashi in. He sighed..
`Kakashi, old man..get your head out from the gutter, youre thirthy and the boy is probably only..what? eighteen? Nineteen?? Seventeen maybee even??`
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Gaara was standing outside, the bright sun burning his eyes. his heart sank as he found nothing even slightly familiar. It was like he had stepped out into a new world. A new hell..

People were rushing by him, not even noticing the lost figure standing on the sidewalk. The chilling wind sending goosebumps up his bare skin. He had recieved his personal belongings when the nurse had told him that he could go.. or that he had to go, they didn`t have room for him. Since he didn`t have an insurance. But he didn`t mind.. he didn`t like it there anyway.

So now he stood there. A pair of black adidas superstar shoes with red stripes on his feet, a simple stone washed jeans with a silver chain, hanging on his slim hipps. And since his mesh shirt was torn from when the paramedics needed to shock his heart back to life. One of the male nurses had agreed to give him his. (After some persuasion from Ino.. )so now he was wearing a simple black T-shirt that stated "Come to the dark side, we have cookies." in dark red letters. `great...`

He was trying to find out what way to go, but found no direction more alluring than the others. they all seemed foreign. He looked back at the hospital doors and saw others leaving, family and friends walking with them. They all seemed so happy... hugging eachother and talking in happy tones.

In that moment Gaara felt so lonely. `Isn`t there someone missing me? Why havent anyone come for me? a hospital is surely the first place to look right? maybee I should go to the police station?`

He stood there for a moment, dwelling in his self pitty as he flung his arms around himself trying to genereate some heat, before he headed for the city. Following the large skyscrapers. Surely, someone would know who he was down there.

(A/N: I know..I know..It`s kinda drabbelish, but I figured that this is a story that needs some filling now and then, so you don`t get to confused. Let me know what you think ne? Good?? Bad?? ^_^)