Daisuke wished he could simply encase his whole body in an enormous amount of chakra-coated and and hope that'd hid him from the whole world for at least three hours. Or until a certain [i]kunoichi[/i] left this room. He had a genuine fear of her; her presence itself was enough to make the boy nervous, unusually so. She brought him an incomprehensible feeling; fear, excitement, adrenaline. Fear was predominant, however, since she always attempted to harm or perhaps even kill him. Always. Even in here, in this place, where an attack could lead to something much bigger, she did not hesitate; the chakra draining chains were aimed at him, and wasn't it for the living powerful beast inside of him which automatically brought the chakra-sand out of the gourd in his back and moved it around him, forming a powerful defense, they'd certainly wrap around him in a cruel and bloody mess.

Though, that wasn't enough to keep them away; they ate the chakra away, which didn't meant the sand disappeared, though, it was sand after all. It however, weakened it severely so and Daisuke had to actually put effort into controlling it. The fearsome blonde-beauty - which was a title Daisuke always thought to fit well for that woman, started to speak and Daisuke relaxed enough to allow his sand to float back into the gourd, his pale blue eyes following her movements, paying attention both at what she said and her moves. If she didn't had such... strange or psychotic personality, she'd certainly make a good girlfriend. [i]I mean, look at her body, woah, those th- Wait, the hell you're thinking about Daisuke?[/i] Shrugging the unorthodox thoughts off, the boy took a step back... Just before being pulled into a hug. One which made him feel terribly uncomfortable.

He had mixed feelings about being this close to her. Part of him wanted to just rest there, against her... curves and relax, while the other part of him truly desired to reach over for a kunai and impale her in a certain-death point. But he did neither of those, though, the boy pushed himself off and took a few steps away from her, grunting in disapproval. Luckily for him, he had a resourceful chakra-pool, obviously due to what was sealed within him; a tailed beast. Still, he always had to be careful around her, passing out of exhaustion due to having your chakra simply drained by a psychopath wasn't exactly something he'd like to go through. Even if he was certain that it'd happen, sooner or later. Which was why this mission was actually good; finally an opportunity to get away from someone with these socializing problems. Or not.

Daisuke swallowed his own saliva, gulping. Frowning. His cheeks reddened, deeply, his whole face changed from the 'not-so-amused' to 'shameful-and-disgraceful' one. 
[i]"I'd be quite glad if you didn't speak things like [b]that[/b] so openly, sensei."[/i] Argh, how he wanted to crush her under his sand, with such strength that her bones- [i]Damn![/i] The gourd on his back exploded. Not literally; it was just sand, after all; and the gourd itself was made of sand. The powerful chakra-coated sand moved around him, forming five thin tendrils which quickly wrapped around each of the chains. It'd probably drain the chakra, but at least, it kept them from reaching the boy. For now.
Some sweat formed over the genin's forehead, his breathing becoming slightly heavier than before, but just slightly. His previously exhausted looking eyes now looked more vivid; in fact, the boy himself looked better, alive, vivid; it wasn't as if he was a walking zombie with no determination anymore. 

Tilting his head towards the other jinchuuriki, who had offered help, he smiled sweetly.

[i]"It's not necessary, trust me. I've handed her a lot of times, already."[/i] [i]Not... exactly, Daisuke[/i]. But still, he wanted to look superior, too. It'd be something good for his ego and self-confidence.