Author's Note- Sorry for this chapter being so short. I need reviews for inspiration! sucks reviews out of readers Yum yum. Thanks to everybody who reviewed my other fics. Well, Enjoy. -Kyon

"Is training always this hard?" Kyon asked, hesitantly trying to finish her 349th pushup; she still had 151 to go. Her first day of training consisted of 500 of everything. After 350, she collapsed in tired, breathless pile. She started laughing. Somehow, this situation reminded her of something, but she couldn't quite place it. She watched as Tenten gracefully continued her pushups. She looked like a professional.

Tenten paused. "Yes, training always is this hard. Guy sensei works us to the bone, and I'm not sure if that's a good thing." She laughed.

Kyon saw Lee coming around the track, probably already finishing his 500 laps. Once Kyon spotted him, she continued her pushups, trying to look as strong as ever. When he rounded the track, he just waved and continued. Kyon collapsed again. She let out a small laugh.

Tenten noticed Kyon's crush. "So….." Tenten stopped her pushups and sat next to Kyon. "I see you have your eye on a certain someone." He nudged Kyon in the shoulder.

Kyon blushed cherry red. "Oh, it's nothing really. I just was uh- well, um…" She stuttered, stumbling over the words.

"You like him, don't you?" Tenten said quietly.

"No, it's not that. I just well," Kyon couldn't keep up with her words. They kept stumbling out without any consent from the speaker. "Yes." Kyon said in a very small, quiet tone.

"Don't worry, I won't tell." Tenten said.

"Thank you very much." Kyon quietly replied. She blushed a bit. "Let's continue our training."

Magically switching to Torihime's point of view…ooh. Magical. (sorry, I'm bored)

"So, Torihime-chan, m-may I c-call you that?" Hinata said in her usual quiet voice.

"Of course" Torihime replied. She smiled.

"H-how do you like it here in Konoha? D-do you like it? Does it r-remind you of home?" Hinata said. She threw a kunai at a nearby target, hitting the bullseye.

Torihime paused her weapon tossing and was lost in an ocean of thought for a moment. "To tell you the truth Hinata, I don't really remember home. It makes me sad sometimes. I mean, every time I try to remember, it just escapes me, you know? I try to remember my family, my home, the one whom I was in love with-" Torihime looked the other direction. Was she even in love in her old home? She knew she was. She could remember someone's soft voice talking to her, soothing her. But it hurt; not knowing the name of the one she loved. A tear trickled down her cheek. It was followed by a lot more tears. She tried to wipe them away but it didn't work. A river was strting to form from her eyes down to her chin. She was angry. Angry at herself. Angry at the world. How could they have made her forget her love? It was terrible.

Hinata tapped Torihime on the shoulder. "T-torihime-chan, are you ok?"

"Yes, I- I think I'm going to be fine." Torihime said in a trembling voice.

"It's just that, sometimes I wish I could remember. I can't remember anything, not even my parents. It's weird." She stood up slowly and continued throwing weapons.

"Thank you Hinata."