-FLASHBACK-

"Dr. Haruno?" the slightly-less-than-brash voice of the companies head secretary, Shizune called to me as I entered the lobby. "You have a new patient waiting for you."

"Thank you, Shizune." I said, smiling kindly as I walked past her into the inner office. I quickly crossed the smaller lobby, pausing to greet my intern, a shy raven haired grad student named Hinata, before entering my own place of work. My office was one that was simply albeit tastefully furnished.

Much of the décor that hung on the sand coloured walls boasted a rich polished oak shade. The flooring was made up of stylized marble tiles. The far right wall was lined with books. The center of this wall of books gave away to a large filing cabinet, wherein I housed my clientele's files. The rear wall was a panel of glass, and on the left hung an iron work of a sakura tree, the pink and green for the leaves was made up of faux gem stones. In place of the standard desk, I had a set of chique key-lime coloured sofas and an iron work coffee table.

Sighing I went to place my computer bag on the coffee table, when I heard a rustling sound in the direction of my book case. I looked over and saw a woman with her back turned towards me. I could see that she sported a very stylish, angular bob in some platinum shade or other.

She was dressed in a rather vintage style that crossed expertly with today's modern look. She wore a pale blue dress that was worked over with small hints of lace and from what I could detect, pearls. The back dipped in a low V-shape, giving way to a soft line of fabric forming a tail that went down the length of her dress. I coughed softly to gather her attention.

She turned startled, eyes wide. I noted that the front of the dress went straight across a smallish chest, dipping in an elegant V to give the chest definition; pale lace covered her throat and any exposed skin till it stopped at her shoulders. The skirts fell in heavy waves, reaching to about mid-calf. The glitter of pearls sewn into the lace was stunning. I blinked back to attention, offering up a crooked smile.

The poor girl looked like a deer caught in headlights. I could only hope that I didn't appear too frightening. Self-consciously I tugged at the few strands of pink that had escaped my up-do. Earlier this morning I had fastened my hair back with emerald jeweled bobby pins. They had been a present from my mentor upon graduation. He had insisted that they complemented my eyes, and had, when he though I wasn't listening, added that it made that "garish pink hair of mines" more becoming. I chuckle at the memory; then realizing that my sudden laughter might scare the woman even more, I clear my throat extending my hand to her.

"Hello. I am Dr. Haruno." I glanced at the charts that Hinata had given me scanning for a name. Ah, there it was! "You must be Yamanaka, Ino." The woman nodded, having regained her composure. "I'm sorry for startling you." I told her, offering up another smile.

She did not move to extend her hand towards mines, so I quickly lowered mines, feeling like a fool. Instead if greeting me, she chose to ask me a question; "How is it that you have a picture of me? I do not think I know you?"

It took me a moment before I realized what exactly it was that she was talking about. It shouldn't have taken all that long, honestly, because I had only two pictures in my whole office; the one of myself posing with my mentor, and the one that I had taken of the pretty blonde woman at the park.

No way! "You're the angel that I saw that day!" I gushed, and then reddened as I realized what I had just blurted out loud. The woman's face took on a soft pink blush.

-END FLASHBACK-

Never had I dreamed that I would be standing face to face with that angel. Granted she had cut her hair, and seemed colder than I remembered, but she was still her. I looked towards my bare book case, sighing in frustration. It took a while, but finally, I had managed to get her to open up to me. I sought her laughter, her carefreeness. It did not take me all too long to figure out that the only way to get her in that completely relaxed state was when she was around her children.