The next day cell's 7 and 5 walked back to Konoha together. I was feeling well enough to walk, but apparently someone needed to look at my shoulder. Like I really cared.
I was a little uncomfortable while we walked. One reason was because Sasuke was with us, and I hated him, a lot. Another reason was because I was a little worried about the twins. Shadows under their eyes told me they hadn't been sleeping well, in other words, they had more to tell me.
All they did tell me was that the house we stayed at the first time I passed out was the brothers. The fact that my teammates used to live in a whole other village didn't surprise me that much. But what did bother me was that they looked like they didn't want to tell me anything about their pass life.
When we finally made it to the village, we went strait to Lord Hokage's tower. When we made it there Iruka was frantic, "Thank God you are all alright." I imagined him giving us a big hug...now I'm scarred for life.
"Well, we couldn't have finished the mission without team 5, thanks for sending them." said Kakashi. 'That was a strange comment.' I thought to myself, for I was out during the whole fight between team 7, some of team 5, and the assassin, who apparently died. 'I hate my life.' At that very moment, my shoulder throbbed, and I twitched.
"Anything wrong, Roza?" Hokage asked.
"I'm fine," I answered back.
"She's got a deep wound," said Ayumi, "I'd like someone to have a look at it."
"Well then you may take her to the hospital, Ayumi."
"No!" I yelled, "I'm fine! It's just a cut! I'll live!" the last thing I needed was to be in a hospital, I hated them, they mostly hold dead people anyway.
"You will go whether you want to or not, Roza!" screamed Iruka.
Ayumi broke in calmly, sort of, "Come on, Roza. I don't want to argue so let's go and get it over with."
I gave up; "Fine," then I followed her out the door and to the hospital. I pretty much pouted the whole way.
When we finally made it, the nurse gave me a small container, "Just put this cream on your wound twice a day, and it shouldn't get infected."
"Thanks," I muttered as I took it from her hands and put it in my pocket. 'I guess it could've been worse.
"But you will have to stay the night," she sounded uncertain.
I didn't even bother to ask why, instead I just thought, 'That's my cue,' then I said "F that," and I jumped out the open window.
When I landed I walked towards the Inn. I thought and walked, mostly about this wound. Questions formed in my mind of their own accord; 'Who attacked me anyway? And where were Kenshin, Yasashiku and Ayumi? Yasashiku seemed upset about something before I woke up.' I asked myself these questions, then I said out loud, "I really need to get a life."
"Yes, you do!" said a female voice from behind me.
"Hello, Ino Pig." I turned around to see the one person who has made my life almost hell, almost because I've actually been to hell.
She seemed angry at the fact that I had insulted her, "You better watch yourself, Loser."
"I'm shaking in my boots," I said in a bored voice.
"You better be!"
I waited, "Listen, unless you're going to bore me to death, I'm just going to leave. You're not even worth my time."
"Excuse me?!" she shrieked.
"You were never worth my time. You used to call me names, and for a while, I believed you. But now I know who I am, and it's not a loser. The real losers are the ones who think there better then everybody else just because you put down the ones you hate." I turned and walked away, leaving her to just look at me.
I made it to the Inn and went strait to my room. I looked around until I saw my notebook. There were both happy and disturbing moments I felt like writing down. But I just didn't know how to put it words. I guess my little adventure was just one of those things where you have to be there to know what's going on.
I gave up on my notebook and just flopped on my bed, accidentally hitting my bad shoulder.
At that point I remembered the cream, 'No use ending up in the hospital for some so trivial.' I thought as I stood up, went to my mirror and removed the bandages. Once I finished, I looked at the hole. If the kunai had been pushed in more, it would have gone through. There was even a tiny pink dot on the other side of the wound.
I took the container of cream out of my pocket and opened it. The cream was an innocent white color. I dipped my finger in it, "Soft, easy to manage." I spread the cream over my wound. It stung like crazy, but all I did was groan.
I didn't know if I should have put my bandages back on, but I wanted the wound to breathe, "Not like I'm going anywhere important...or in public."
At that moment, someone knocked at my door, "Who is it?" I asked. Nothing.
I crossed the room and opened my door, nobody was there. Then something caught my eye, something on the floor. I looked down and found a folded piece of paper. I picked it up, looked around again, and then closed my door.
I opened the note, inside was a poem:
'Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Meet me for tea
and I'll tell you who.'
The poem was a bit cheesy for my taste, but it was still creative. I looked at the bottom of the page for a signature, but there was only a small dot, as though someone wanted to write their name.
"Guess I can't be rude then." I said, then I got new bandages and wrapped my wound. I ran a brush through my hair as I walked to the door. I put my brush on the table and flew out my door, only to bump into Auntie. "Oh, I'm so sorry."
"It's quit alright dearie. Are you going anywhere?"
"Yeah, someone left me a poem telling me to go for tea with them."
"Ohhh do you know who it was?"
"No."
"Well, tell me who when you get back." she seemed uncomfortable about something.
"Anything wrong, Auntie?"
"I was going to talk to you about something, but I guess it can wait 'til later."
"Oh, okay then. See you later."
"Good-bye!" she said as I ran downstairs.
As I walked to the only tea place I ever knew, I thought about the poem. 'I wonder who gave it to me. I don't know any good poets...or anyone who'd like to go for tea.'
I made it to the tea place (not a clue what it's called). I looked around, but there wasn't anybody there I knew.
"May I help you, Miss?" asked a lady who seemed to work there.
"Um, I was supposed to meet someone here."
"Do you know who?"
I shook my head and smiled sheepishly.
"Well, we have a saved table for two and there's a note with a rose on one of the seats. The note says 'Roza.' Is that your name?"
"Yes, it is."
"Okay then, follow me."
She led me to a table, and sure enough, on one seat there was an envelope with a red rose on it. The rose was my favorite flower.
The worker left me alone as I picked up the rose. I put it near my nose and inhaled deeply. The tickly feeling on my cheek was pleasant, it almost made me laugh.
Then I remembered the note. I picked it up and opened it. The note inside was the same writing as that of the writing on the poem. I looked at the bottom of the page and saw a signature; Aburame Shibi.
'That must be a relative of Shino's' I thought. Then I read the note; there were only a few words, and for some reason, they hurt;
'Stay away from my son!'
"WTF!" I said out loud. Everyone looked at me and went quiet.
I didn't even apologize, I just walked out, hardly even noticing the note was still in my hand.
I didn't bother to go back to the Inn, instead I tried to remember where the meadow was. but there wasn't much luck, so I just walked into a nearby forest, hoping nobody would hear my rage.
"Da' F- did I do to him anyway?!" I asked myself out loud. "I don't even know him. why is he already against me?" Then, another question formed, "Why did he give me the rose?"
I left it at the tea place because at first I thought it was some cruel joke.
I stopped walking and leaned against a tree. "Why does it seem like everyone is against me?" I slid down the tree and tears started in my eyes, I shook my head, "Don't cry, Roza, its useless." I gave up crying when I realized it didn't help with anything. "Why didn't he just tell me to my face?"
I didn't know how long I sat there, against the tree; seconds, minutes, hours, days. But I knew I must have slept at some point because I opened my eyes and found out it was dark. "Crap." I stood up, stretched and looked around for a familiar landmark. There wasn't one, "I hate getting lost." I decided to just go north, but it seemed at though I wasn't going anywhere.
I took out my kunai to mark a tree, that way I would where I have been and where I haven't. But right when I struck the tree, blood gushed out.
I jumped back and yelled. The blood was pouring like crazy. I looked around, hoping to find someone.
I then saw a dark figure, I ran towards it, not even caring who it was.
I got closer, but it looked like he was running to me instead. I recognized the clothing; skulls and bones, "Yasashiku!" but I noticed his eyes. They were red, and glowing, they freighted me, mostly because it seemed like this already happened before.
"How could you?" he asked. At least, I think it was him; the voice was so deep and deadly.
"W-What do you mean?" I stuttered.
"You killed your parents, didn't you, Roza?"
"How did you know about that?!" my eyes went wide.
"It's obvious," his eyes flashed brighter, "You didn't feel pity on them did you?" He lifted his hand; his nails were more like claws. He slashed a tree and again the blood was gushing. He walked towards me slashing trees and making puddles of blood.
"You know I hate those who kill."
I cringed away, suddenly afraid of blood. "Go away!" he got closer. "Please!" I backed away.
"Are you going to kill me? When you're bored or a little afraid of us? I can't let that happen, Roza?"
I tripped over a log and fell backwards over it. Yasashiku was closer, almost hovering over me. I got up and ran, but now I knew I wasn't going anywhere. I turned around while I ran; he was so close he could have killed me right then and there. I closed my eyes and opened them again.
I lifted my head without even waiting for my eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness of my surroundings. Then my lips made contact with...something.
My eyes adjusted and I noticed a pair of round sunglasses right in front of my eyes.
I broke my lips apart.
"Shino!" I exclaimed, already forgetting most of the nightmare. "What the hell?!"
"You're the one who kissed me!" he sounded awkward.
"Well...why were you so close?"
"I was about to wake you up!"
"Do you seriously need to be that close though?"
"You should thank him," said a woman's voice I didn't recognize. I looked around and saw a lady. She was young, but there was something ancient in her eyes. "He found you in the forest, according to him, you looked like you were having some sort of seizure." she looked like she wanted to continue, but Shino looked at her, which probably told her that was enough.
"Where am I anyway?" I asked, not recognizing the room I was in.
"You're...in the hospital." answered Shino, he sounded almost sorry.
I groaned, 'I hate hospitals!'
