A/N: Sky here! Hello! Ok, so sorry this one came out REALLY late, but I was focusing on other stuff and also I was laying out the plot, which was actually a tad-bit harder than it sounds, but alas, here it is the third chapter! Please review and enjoy!

I don't own Naruto; all its characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto.

Naruto woke up once more as the morning sun was above the horizon. Naruto could see some flashes of the sun coming through the window as he squinted a bit and sighed. If he had to guess he'd say it was around 10:00 in the morning. He looked down at himself. His shoulder still had bands strapped around it, with the red blood spot still there, and also had the patch on his forehead. It seemed he had taken a real beating from the crash.

However this was not the way it ought to be. He knew that he was putting the girl in serious trouble, and although he enjoyed her hospitality, he felt extremely guilty. Guilty that this girl had saved his life, and at the same time putting her own on the line. He hadn't felt this bad for a long time. Funny thing, he felt bad for a stranger. The world really worked in a funny way. Naruto slowly moved up, making his shoulder hurt quite a bit, but he took it in and still propped himself up until he could see outside.

The U.S. was like he had always dreamed it would be. Out the window he could see a small prairie. The grass and a few flowers moved with the breeze, first one way and then the other. Naruto really did wish he could move and lie down in the grass. However, at the same time he knew he wouldn't be able to stay. His involvement in the attack would certainly mean he would be arrested. The last thing he wanted to do was spend a part of his life in a lonely cell. Damn it his life was messed up!

Naruto felt like yelling but only kept on looking outside, longing for the time when he would be able to move. But then suddenly he heard a light tapping outside of the room he was lying in, as they became louder and louder, and after a while he once again saw the girl with long hair named Hinata Hyugga. He only glanced at her before looking back outside, as Hinata looked at Naruto only for a second before walking away. But she came back a few minutes later with a glass of cold water as Naruto slowly turned his head and sighed. The fact was, his throat was parched and begging for water, but it only added to his guilt trip. The fact that she offered her help to someone who did something as despicable as what Naruto had done, intentional or not, there was no excuse for Japan's actions. The raw reason to why Japan had attacked the U.S. was that they were simply paranoid.

"Hmph, yeah, as if the attack did anything to soothe that, if it did anything it only added to it." Naruto thought. Naruto might have not been the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree, but even he could plainly see –just like the prime minister did- that Japan's attack would bring forth terrible consequences, consequences that would not be able to be avoided by sheer will-power, or a treaty demanding peace.

Japan had crossed a fatal line. Naruto could only hope that the U.S. would be humane and not ravage Japan completely. He knew that the U.S. was a power to be reckoned with. He read many books, and knew about the U.S.'s major participation in the First Great War, as well as other wars. He knew that the U.S. was going to do something that they had been trying to avoid since the beginning of the Second World War. Involvement. He sadly thought about how much more blood would be shed, all because of this paranoia-based attack. It literally disgusted him.

But that was now Japan's problem. He had done what he had been told to do -or not- he was to no longer be involved, he would rather take his own life away by his own hands instead of fighting on Japan's side once more.

"Thank you." He said, almost saying 'arigatou' by accident. His voice was raspy and it hurt him.

Hinata only puckered her lips and nodded, about to bring the cup to his lips.

"I…I am able to do this alone." Naruto said, not trying to be rude. He just didn't like the idea of people doing everything for him.

Hinata only nodded once more before handing him the cold and foggy cup. The moist fog-water ran down his arm and silently dripped as he tried his best to keep the cup upright. It hurt as hell but he wasn't going to complain either, that was the last thing on his 'to-do' list today. However, holding the cup was not as near painful as lifting it, where the pain started to rapidly increase as it got closer and closer to his lips, but refusing to give up the cup finally touched his lips as he opened his mouth, the cold and soothing water running down his parched throat. It felt great, like jumping into water on a scorching hot day.

That cup had done wonders for him as he slowly finished it and let his arm fall unto his lap, tightly gripping the glass cup so it wouldn't fall. Hinata leaned forward and slowly took the cup from his hand as she turned around and walked out of the room, without another word. Naruto only sighed. Taking it as a sign, he contemplated in his mind what that meant. He wouldn't blame her if she hated him, along with all the other Japanese people. His choice had been selfish; he shouldn't have agreed to attack the U.S. He should have taken the dishonoring in. The real dishonor had been attacking another country for no reason. Naruto gritted his teeth, completely enraged at himself. What had he been thinking? Honestly!

He gripped the sheets hard until his hand was white, finally letting it lose when he had eventually calmed himself down. He sighed once more, before trying to go back to sleep, but being terribly unsuccessful at it. Too many things were roaming in his mind at the moment.

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Hinata sighed and closed her eyes as she walked back to the kitchen. She had really gotten herself in a mess, a big mess.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid." She thought while putting her hand on her forehead, leaning forward on the counter.

She didn't regret that she had saved a man who had been on the verge of death, but regretted not thinking thoroughly about it. She had not been thinking about the consequences it could bring forth. But Hinata had to take that off her mind, so she quickly grabbed a book from a shelf and flipped through it. It was a romance novel, one of Hinata's favorites at that. So she put on a small smile and started flipping through the book, reading it once more.

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Naruto mindlessly fidgeted with his fingers after several failed attempts at going back to sleep. He was getting seriously bored. He had never been one with a large attention span, so lying down on a bed without being able to do anything really didn't help at all. But suddenly something caught his eye as he turned his head and looked at the small desk beside him. It was a small orange book, and from the cover, Naruto could see that it was a romance novel. To be honest, he had never been one with romance. He had never really been good with girls -Just like his godfather, Jiraiya, had always told him- so Kami had never let fortune shine on him in that department. But he was very, very bored, so without further complaints, he slowly picked it up and set it on his lap, starting from the first page. He could read some English, although some words were hard for him, which he just skipped. He sighed and started reading.

A/N: Alright, alright, don't kill me for this one. I understand it was almost 2 weeks late, and I am terribly sorry, I really am, and I know this might be a little short and didn't have many NH moments so, as I said, I am sorry with my whole artificial heart… Nah just kidding, I don't have an artificial heart (I think you guys might have guessed that one by yourself). Anyways, please bear with me here, and please review, it makes me truly ecstatic.

If I am able to get at LEAST around 5-8 reviews in each chapter, I promise I will give you hints as to what will happen in the next chapter :D