~Three Months Later~

Life here was like Hell, but colder. Weeks after being taken I had lost so much track of time that I don't ever know what time of day it is-eeing as the skies were always raining and lightning flashes lit up the sky. I never knew if it was day or night.

Being held here was torture, though nobody entered here except for once, when they came in here and put a chakra bracelet on me, I about died from the shock of loosing so much chakra so fast. My body had grown accustomed to the hardness of the bed, my body no longer felt sore, but my body was very thin and very weak. I'm sure my once bright blue eyes probably looked dull now, everything else about me had changed.

My once pure white hair was now dark with dirt, dust, and from being damp. It never stopped raining and the moist in the air was cold, but I had grown used to it. My once knee high socks for my ninja shoes were my makeshift bandages for my cuts that couldn't heal because of my lack of chakra.

I smelled of death, even being so alive, but the lack of showering in months has its problems. My nails were chipped and dirty as well as dirt smeared all over my body. My hair matted on my head. My clothes were dulled in color, this room stained in gray seemed to drain the color out of everything turning all things around and inside of it a dull gray. It was bad, like a prison made to suck the life from you slowly. To slowly suck away all hope of living, of being saved.

The corners of the bed were sharp and I feared that any longer in here I'd crack my own head open just to end the slow suffering. To just settle with Hell instead of my paradise in the Land of Rivers. But...my mind had not driven me crazy, nor had the sloppy, slimy, grossness that I was fed once every two days. Nothing had broken the chain of sane that was still tight around my mind, will to survive, to leave.

I wanted out of this dull cell and into a world of incredible color. I wanted to breathe the fresh air, not the chemical ridden air of Ame. I wanted to be free, not trapped like a bird. I was not a Hyuuga. I wasn't bound to anyone. I should be able to run and be with the crowd.

Had they just kept me alive to-

My thoughts were interrupted by the black door of my room creeping open. The eerie sound it made while it did so hid the sobbing coming from the girl in the laughing Ame ninja's arms.

My breath caught in my throat as a girl struggled in the Ame ninja's arms. "Let me go! I'll kill you! KILL YOU!"

The Ame ninja just let out another laugh and dropped her, she landed on her fours and was about to spring up when he clicked a button and lightning shot out from a choker on her wrist. I watched in horror as she screamed bloody murder.

The shocking ended and the door was closed. Leaving the dull me and the vividly colored girl in it. Where my eyes lying to me? The girl with orange eyes that were bright with life and shocking purple hair clad in a dark cloak lay on the floor in a heap at my feet? Was this real? Was she real?

She was the most beautiful thing I'd laid eyes on in so long... Seeing her in pain, pained me. I felt a strong need to help her in my gut, to save her. To not let her lose her color. To protector her from the dullness of the room. I stood up from the bed with weak knees. Though wobbly, I walked over to her and tried to pick her up. My weak arms didn't do much and only lifted her a good two feet before I decided that I would just drag her over and let her crawl onto the bed.

She was panting and she gave me a look with soft orange eyes, looking at me with pity. "What did they do to you?" She asked as she used her muscular form to instead stand up and help me, wincing now and then when she had to move her neck.

I showed her the chakra bracelet. "Lay down, I'll take the corner." I moved away from her and a safe distance to the corner, where I could watch her until I fell asleep. She was like a burst of color in the blankest of places.

An angel.

Soon, only a few days later. She was taken away again. She had seemed reluctant to leave me, she even gave me her cloak, telling me it would help. I hadn't wanted to take anything from such a beautiful person like her. She had whispered me her name, like it was a secret. So I made well not to speak it over and over again. It was beautiful, and fitted the girl well.

Konan.

I would never forget it.

Now I slept back in my bed of stone, there would be no meals, I had heard only a day after Konan had left that their leader had died and that they had to evacuate. I was the only prisoner they left, because I was just here to die. I guess I wouldn't see my paradise in the mountains.

Tonight, the skies had cleared and the rain had stopped. Something about this made me feel happy and for the first time in a long time, I saw a moon, bright and full. It captivated me and I stared at it. All thoughts on how about I was dying and only a few more days until I passed washing away as the silver moonlight washed over my dying body.

"Thank you...Kami. For giving me something beautiful before I died..." I whispered in thanks, just as the door creaked open. I didn't have the energy to look, so I just stared at the moon. I didn't have the energy to open my eyes back up when I had tried to blink, nor did I have the motivation to know who was carrying me from the room. I didn't care.

My death was going to be peaceful, I told myself.

The next time I opened my eyes I was breathing in fresh, mountain air. Looking around more, I noticed I was being smiled at by a girl with shocking purple hair and beautifully colored orange eyes.

My angel. My saviour.

"Finally." Her voice was like velvet: smooth. And, to my surprise, she was giving me a breathtaking smile. "You're awake!"