My head spun as I slowly came to. I barely registered my surroundings. I was stretched out on a bed. My head throbbed painfully again. It appeared to be a girl's room. The spread was a soft lavender and warm to the touch, the billowing curtains white. The window was thrown open and the golden sunshine shown sophisticatedly into the room. It warmed it, made the atmosphere brighter. There was a chest of drawers opposite me, not far from the door. The deep brown door hung slightly open to the inside. Beside me there was a nightstand of the same deep brown in the door. A tiny lamp sat atop and next to the tiny lamp sat a beloved picture frame. The frame was warn, almost falling apart at a few of the corners. It seemed though for all the love the girl invested in the people in the picture she hadn't had to look at it in along time. I gently lifted the worn frame from its position. As I wiped the dust away four faces greeted me, all smiling, all happy. The most familiar face caught my attention first. Hinata has her arms wrapped around her fathers face, so he couldn't see. Neji was tickling her, and laughing. The father was tickling a little girl who was rolling on the grass laughing. It was a happy picture. Nothing seemed out of place in the family, it made me wonder what went wrong? As I set the picture down everything clicked. I was in Hinata's room. There was a desk and a closet inside the room. It was cozy and open. I groaned as my head throbbed again. I grasped the strings of a wayward memory. Grandma Tsunade, Konoha, Akasuki, the fight, slight flashed from each of the blurred together memories appeared. Pain. He was here, he was going to kill me! I was fighting him, but then………. one of his attacks was aimed strait at me, and I was powerless to get out of he way. He started the jutsu, it was some weird cross between rasengan and chidori. I remembered the impact, it felt like liquid fire was being shoved through my system. I remember feeling my ribs break under that force. I couldn't tell if it had hit any organs. Then nothing………. what happened? I stood and strolled across the room to the door, and peered around the corner. There she was. Her hair was dancing, dark locks bouncing as her musical laughter shook the air. Her lavender eyes were bright with laughter. They were so beautiful. Hadn't I noticed them before. She was wearing a lose white tank top, that clung to her normally covered curves. Herr legs seemed longer than normal, and her jeans accented them nicely. She had breasts! When did that happen? I hadn't ever noticed the swells that now blossomed from her chest. She was a picture of confidence, no longer hiding in the shy shell that everyone knew her by. That Hinata was cute, this Hinata was beautiful. This Hinata could command a room's attention with no problem, she wore clothes that accented her figure, this Hinata made my chest grow warm. I wanted this Hinata, and I wanted the world to see this Hinata. I slowly sat back on the bed to think about what had just happened.