Chapter 2: Sorry? I took away your childhood?

Lloyd watched as unconscious Scarlet rested in bed. She didn't have any cuts or bruises (Thank God) and Zane said she would wake up soon. "Lloyd, you should really get some rest." Cole said gently, resting his hand on The Green Ninja's shoulder.

The eleven year old in a seventeen year old body pulled away. "No, I want to stay until she wakes up,"

"Cole's right, man, you should-" Kai stopped when he saw how Lloyd took the girl's hand and squeezed. "Please wake up…" he heard the boy whisper.

The older boys all looked at each other. "We should let him stay," Jay whispered.

"He's been up all night." Cole argued.

"That is correct, he should rest." Zane took the black ninja's side.

"Yeah, I agree with Cole and Zane." Kai left Jay hanging dry.

The blue ninja looked at Lloyd who was still holding the girl's hand and then back to his friends. "He said he knew the girl, right?" The others nodded. "I have a feeling he knew her more than a friend." He pointed to Lloyd. "You see that look he has on his face? I know that look it's the same look I give Nya."

"Where are you going with this?" Kai interrupted.

"I'm saying I know when someone's in love and that kid's in love, if he wants to stay by her side until she wakes up, let him." Jay concluded.

Kai, Cole and Zane all exchanged looks before backing down. "Alright, but let him know he has to train in the morning." Cole said as he and the other two ninja walked off.

Jay turned to Lloyd who was barely listening to what they were talking about; he was too focused on the unconscious girl. "What's her name?" the lightning master asked.

"Scarlet," he mumbled, keeping all focus on her as if she'd wake up if he concentrated enough. When Jay stood by The Green Ninja for a few more minutes, he got annoyed. "I'm not leaving until she wakes up, Jay." He said sternly.

"That's fine, Lloyd, I get it, but you'll have to train in the morning so try to get some sleep while you're in here." Jay said and then left the room.

Lloyd sighed and rubbed his eyes, trying to keep them open. His eye lids got heavier and heavier as he let go of Scarlet's hand and leaned back in his chair. Slowly, he stood walked over to the room door and closed it lightly. He walked back over to the chair and leaned back in the seat, still watching her. The boy's body gave out and his eyes closed, pulling himself into slumber.

A few hours after the sunrise…

Scarlet's eyes fluttered open and she realized the room she was in wasn't her own. "Where am I…?" she sat up and felt something weigh her down slightly. "What the-" she touched her chest and felt two orbs of soft flesh, she had them before but these ones were bigger. When she looked down, she noticed her legs were longer and her hips had more shape. Her clothes were also tighter, like they had shrunk or had she grown…? Her tee shirt tightened around her chest, making it hard to breathe and putting her stomach on display, her shorts that used to a size to big now were at least two sizes too tight and her sneakers were about four sizes too small. She pulled the shoes off and threw them down to massage her foot, it felt like all the blood circulation had been cut off. Scarlet looked over to her left and saw there was a boy in a green ninja suit with blonde hair and slightly opened blue eyes to show signs of slumber. He looked at least seventeen and he was leaning back in a chair with his arms folded and his head down.

The boy looked just like…Could it be? "Lloyd?" Scarlet asked aloud. She looked past him and in a mirror in the corner of the room. Her usual eleven year old body wasn't looking back at her; it was an older, taller seventeen year old girl. When she realized that it her that she was looking at, she screamed in shock. Suddenly the boy in the chair next to her jumped up with his eyes open. "Huh? What? I-Is she awake?" he asked in a deep voice, no matter what she still recognized his voice.

"Lloyd?" Scarlet asked.

Lloyd looked up at Scarlet with a light smile. "You remember me?"

She smiled back, but then looked down at her body. "What happened here?"

He frowned. "I owe you an explanation."

"Definitely a big one,"

His expression dimmed and sat next to her on the bed, trying to find a way to explain the past events. How could you tell someone you took away their childhood? Sorry? I took away your childhood by accident?