Heavy
pants escaped her lips as she heaved herself to a standing position. Every bone in her body ached, every emotion crazily contradicting the
others. Fear? Hatred? Love? Nothing made
sense. As her biggest fear stormed past her, she cringed and
her breath skipped. The voice chuckled leaning down to whisper
in her ear,
"' Oh, dear one, I am not finished with you; but now is
not your turn. I knew you would break and bend easily, but how
will the future heir go?'" He laughed again. "' Let's
see shall we?" He walked out of the room, but the ragged
girl could see his shadow through the paper walls. There were
many shrieks and yells, but the possessed man walked back with a
bundle in his hands. Throwing it down on the floor, he began
kicking at it. The shape started to move and scream, and reach
out blindly. When the face emerged, glowing in the moonlight,
the bystander gasped and screeched.
"'
Hanabi, NO!"
"AH! Hanabi, Hanabi!" Nurses streamed into the
white clean room, the center being the thrashing Hyuuga girl.
"I need a seda. over here. Come on strap her down. Wahasi-san, keep that bond tight we don't want the girl to end up
like that nutcase next door." At this all the nurses
laughed, because everyone here was a nutcase. After all this
was Konaha's Mental Institution. The nurses were still giggling
when the head doctor walked in.
"Ladies
enough giggling, this is a hospital room, not a comedy club!" As anyone who's never been here they would wonder why the girl was
not given more attention, but to everyone there it was just another
fit, just another child, and just another cooling pad. But not
to the ones outside the room; not to the ones who really cared. Outside of room 384 was teammates Inuzuka Kiba, and Aburume
Shino. Konoha's nurse to be, Haruno Sakura; and
Konoha's least likely to succeed, Uzumaki
Naruto.
"What happened
to her? What happened to our shy and quiet Hinata-chan?" Kiba
said solemnly, half talking to himself, and half talking to the
others. When another scream resonated from behind
the door, the dog-boy got up and started
pacing.
"Please
Kiba-kun, sit down. I...I...please." A usually bold
and obnoxious Cherry blossom was now meek. She
shakily stroked Akamaru's coat. Hinata's health had taken a
turn on everybody. There wasn't a day that went by that someone
would not think of her, or visit her, or send flowers. None of
it seemed do affect the sick girl though. She was almost blind
it seemed, the way she pushed out the world, as if it wasn't there.
"What's wrong with her? I mean did she just wake up one
morning and say, ' you know what? I think I want to be crazy for
awhile.' I think it's mostly for attention." Naruto
remarked, shaking his head. Not a split second went by before
he was smacked. Sakura jumped up
exclaiming,
"Naruto-kun!
How can you say such a thing? Especially about Hinata-chan? She always admired you, and she would never be as selfish as to do
something like that! You though, I would not be surprised!" The pink haired girl sat back down
continuing.
" The doctor will not speak with us about her because we are 'not
relations or guardians of any kind', but from what I've gathered from
the nurses and what I know myself, I'd say our friend is suffering
from post-traumatic stress disorder; an extremely severe
type."
"Isn't there some kind of medicine, or jutsu, or...counseling or
something they can give her?" Kiba and Naruto
inquired. Sakura shook her
head sighing,
"I
wish it were that easy. They only thing they could give
her are depressants, and they would only stop her physical fits. What she is going through is mental, and only she can stop it. Counseling? They could put her to it, but you have
seen her, she can't, or won't, speak. There isn't anything they
can really do, but prompt her in the right direction." Everyone looked around feeling worse than when they got
there.
"So it's up to Hinata-chan if she want's help, huh? She
has been a strong girl, she can do it." Shino said in
his whisper-like voice. Naruto was again about to say
something negative when the door opened and a nurse stepped out
saying,
"You
may visit her now."
