Author Notes:
One day, I found a couple hours that I had absolutely nothing to do. Hence, this.
Disclaimer:
Owning Naruto is like owning a ranch filled with horses – which IMPOSSIBLE.
And Again
By Boyarina
Chapter 1: The Dots
Hinata swatted the sensation away. It did not make any sense, irrational even. There had been the dreams that plagued her during the night. She could not remember any details (not even the slightest) but they seem to be connected or at least holds a good amount of significance to now.
What exactly she can't figure out.
A palm against her cheek, she squeezed her eyes shut and willed herself to the present. There was the matter of her project deadline being due in a month's time that she needs to take care of.
Her latest research involves, ironically, dreams; their effects on the mental health of man and man's actions proceeding a dream sequence. She is working with people of different social statuses, types of work and family backgrounds. Four out of her five subjects were male; they were the only ones who had agreed to take part of the study amongst the twenty or so invitees she had her eye on. The lone female of the group was her life-long pal who had taken pity on her diminutive pool of candidates.
The material that she had gathered so far from her interviews, the written journal she had asked for her subjects to keep and the video captures of their day to day activity in the past few days yielded insubstantial information to provide a correlation between dreams and reality. Her subjects sometimes could provide good details of what transpired during their dreams as evidenced in their written journal and during interviews; other times its just one or two objects that really stood out to them that they could recall.
Yamanaka Ino, her best pal, tried too much in helping gain some positive results for the study. Her daily video captures oftentimes contains scenes of her exclaiming in delight about the coincidental happening of such and such event, or some very embarrassing dramatics about feeling a sense of déjà vu. Ino finally stopped doing her theatrics when Hinata revealed that her study will be shown in the university site and the ever so popular YouTube.
If Hinata really forced herself to look and give every meaning to every inconsequential detail on each of her subject's journal entry, there is probably some dots that she can connect and find the correlation of. But she is looking for that great big, glaring evidence that will bowl everyone over. Despite the incessant pestering of her radar for everything weird and alien, Hinata could not just believe until she has fool proof evidence.
Hinata once again shook her head. She really needs to focus. Taking one of the photocopied journal entries of Shino Aburame, she positioned it in front of her and read it for what seemed like the umpteenth time; but this time comparing it to all of her participant's journal entry.
What she discovered had her sitting bolt upright on her chair. For some reason, the bits and pieces of all the journal entries seemed to be describing her.