The fresh air and the wind felt good after being in the hospital. I took a look around and tried to figure out how to get to Ten-ten's. I decided to just wonder around and get some exercise. This is great, it's like being stranded in a random city you know nothing about. Wait, that is what this is.
"Hinata?" I turned to see who was calling me. Who is that? He's kind of… cute. I must have been happy before, I was surrounded by cuties! "Hey! I heard you lost your memory. I'm sorry that I couldn't visit you earlier. I had a mission. I'm Kiba and this is Akamaru." He patted the big white dog that he was riding.
"Hi. Umm… I need help. Do you know where Ten-ten lives?" He nodded. "I need to get to her house. Can you show me where she lives?"
"Sure, hop on." I hesitated then walked up to him and the dog. He reached out, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up. "Here wrap your hands around my waist and hold on." I listened, I had no other choice except wonder around lost. Then Akamaru started. It only took a few minutes to get there. But, I loved the whole ride. The wind was blowing through my hair and Kiba was telling me about our team. I'm on his team! Score! I didn't want to arrive but when we did he stuck around.
"Here we are." He slide off and helped me down. "Hey, do you want to come join our training session tomorrow?"
"Umm, sure but the doctor told me to not push my self so I won't be able to do much." Another Score!!
"Well, I'll come pick you up at ten. Bye."
"Bye." he jumped on Akamaru and was out of site. I turned and looked at Ten-ten's house. It was a medium sized brown house with two floors. It looked like most of the others around it. Well, here I go. I hope she's not hyper like before. I knocked on the door.
"Coming!" I heard foot steps approaching the door. "HINATA! YOU'RE OUT EARLY! HOW DID YOU GET HERE COME ON IN!" It was Ten-ten. There goes her not being hyper. I followed her into the house. "Sit, please I'll get you your favorite, orange juice."
"Ok…" I sat on the couch and she came back and handed me the glass.
"So, how did you get here?"
"Kiba, found me outside the hospital…"
"KIBA! OMG did you know he LIKES you? Or did? He does! Or did!" YAY he's on my team and he likes me. Today is my day!
"Oh, really? He's cute." I was doing a victory dance, on the inside.
"Yeah, but he isn't what you were looking for, Hinata. He has… how do you put this… a stalker… a bad person. I recommend staying away from him." She was dead serious. I looked at her then at the floor.
"Do you have proof of that? Maybe he's changed." I didn't want her judging him, or I just didn't want to know that, I don't know witch.
"Hinata, he is a cheater. He cheated on Sakura… with… you…" I was shocked. What? Does that mean… "Hinata, I don't want him to hurt you. I thing he's using your memory loss as an excuse to hide things from you." I nodded. I understood that he could do that. But, his eyes they… were soft… Those eyes… they couldn't belong to a bad person.
"I understand. It's just hard. I mean his eyes were so soft…"
"I know, that's his trick." I took a drink from my orange juice. "… Hinata… I just noticed something…" I looked at her funny. "You don't stutter anymore!"
"I stuttered?"
"Yeah, you were all shy and passed out every time you talked to Naruto! I can't believe I didn't notice before! You're a whole different person. I like it, I always thought you were to shy." She was acting like she wanted to change the subject. I passed out a lot? Poor me, well old me… what ever. "Maybe that's a good thing. Now you can like talk to Naruto and he might start to REALLY like you!"
"Yay?… I guess… yay." I didn't know if it was good or bad. "Ten-ten, this is random but it might help me… did I keep a journal or anything like that?" She thought about it for a moment.
"Yeah, I remember you saying something about once… but you wouldn't let anyone read it. We should go to your house and try to find it! It would help you catch up on what happened in the past! You wanna try it?"
"Yeah, sounds like fun. Lets go." We left her house and was headed to my house.
When we got there Ten-ten had to show me where my room was. It was like going into a persons house that you knew nothing about. Then we searched in the most likely places for a journal to be kept. I looked around my bed and Ten-ten looked around my dresser.
"Here it is." I help up the pretty pink book. It was hiding under the mattress. On the cover it said, Hinata's Journal. I flipped through the pages. Almost all of them were filled.
"Can I read it?" Ten-ten asked. I thought about it.
"Maybe after I read it. I don't wanna…"
"I understand, I wouldn't want people reading my journal. It's ok." She looked around. "Maybe we should stay here. It's cleaner and I can show you how you used to live. It'll be fun!"
"Ok, that sounds great." I sat on the bed and looked around. I was a neat freak… I wonder if I can stay like that.
"Here, I'll go get something to eat and you can read. I'll be back in about thirty minutes."
"Ok, ummm…"
"Bye." She left. I wonder… about myself…. I opened the journal and started to read, about myself… or my old self… this is too confusing. Then it hit me. I need a shower. I stood and walked over to a door and opened it, hesitating. Wait this is MY house I shouldn't hesitate. It was a bathroom. It was clean like everything else. Sure why not? So, I found some clothes and jumped in the shower. It felt so good.
When I got out and dressed, I noticed how long my hair was. Wow, I like it. I had good style. Then I looked at the clock. Ten-ten will be back in ten minutes. I'll just explore my house. I looked at all my books, notes, and papers that were on my desk and book shelf. They're all neat and organized. Then I wondered into the kitchen and threw away all the expired things. I guess I still have the part of me that likes to keep clean.
"Hello! I am back with food for your kitchen and our dinner."
"Hi, Ten-ten. What you get?" She listed every little thing as we ate ramen.
"So, did you read anything?" I shook my head.
"I took a shower then explored I'll read some tonight." After we ate I cleaned up and Ten-ten left again to get some of her things to sleepover. She slept on the couch and I was in my room as I started to read. From day one. It was my tenth birthday.
