"Hinata? Hinata! Wake up."

A violently shaking woke up the unconscious teen. She gasped for air like a newborn baby. Her vision was blurred. The face to whoever was calling for her was nothing more than scrambled color.

"Hinata, can you here me?"

She blinked, and she slowly the image arranged before her. "Sasuke? Is that you?"

"Who else?" the dark haired boy said. "I told you you needed sleep. One minute we're talking, and the next minute you're knocked out for a couple hours."

"Well, yeah. You knocked me out," she said matter-of-factually.

"No I didn't. I watched you sleep."

"I wouldn't lie about this. This is the second time you've hurt me, and the third time I've seen you go ballistic."

"Are you calling me liar?" He stared through her with Sharingan, but she was already ahead of him. She matched him with her own doujutsu.

"I've had to use Byakugan a lot lately."

"Answer me. Are you calling me a liar?"

She inhaled, looking for the right words. "Just forgetful or not completely yourself. Maybe we should talk about this."

"Why? So we can fight about this 'til noon?"

"No, just dawn," she said coyly.

"Smart ass."

"I'm serious. I don't faint like I used to. So, why would I just black out of nowhere?"

"You were tired. That's the only explanation."

"Unless," Hinata said. "You did it unconsciously."

He froze, and his eyes widened. "I'd never hurt her, but this is the second time someone said I did." His gaze drifted to the dark bruises on her neck. "Those weren't there earlier. Did I really do that to her?"

A look of pity crossed her face. She sighed, withdrawing her kekkei genkai. "Sasuke forget about my neck. Listen, let's just talk."

He laid across the bed also retreating his bloodline. "What?"

"Look in my eyes and tell me what you see."

He rolled his eyes and glanced over. "Lilac."

"Look deeper. Because when I look in yours, I see the caring, sweet guy I was smitten by."

"I'm touched." He smirked. "Let's see. I see a girl desperately trying to get answers from me."

"Evasion much. Now, how do they look mad?"

"Adorable. You can't get mad."

She giggled. "I can. What about pure rage?"

"I've never seen you enraged." He stared at her and scowled. "I see where you're going with this. Never have I once being infuriated or angry toward you. Maybe resentful at best."

"You've threatened to kill my sister; you punched a hole in my wall, almost broke my nose, fractured my wrist, and rendered me unconscious. I'd call that enraged."

"When the hell was this?" He sat up with a confused look. "Where was I when this all happened?"

"You really don't know what I'm talking, do you?"

He shook his head.

"This is unreal." She was just as perplexed as he was. "Your mother wasn't making this stuff up. There is something neurologically wrong with you."

"And there's nothing you can do to fix this?"

"Fixing this is the last thing we need to worry about. I have to prove it."

"This is the answer I've been looking for? I'm crazy?"

"Sasuke, it seems that way." She paused choosing her words carefully. "But I think there is has a deeper meaning than anyone could ever imagine."

"Alright," the irate Uchiha said. "You'd best explain this one to me."

"How should I put this? You yourself aren't insane, but what if, just maybe, there is someone else that lives within you? Someone that can do things out of your normal characteristics, but when that someone is done, you will resume life right before that moment happened."

"That sounds like something that only happens in movies. It's worth looking into. I guess."

"Don't worry about this too much. I'll talk to Tsunade and see what can be done." She leaned over a planted a gentle kiss on his forehead. "You just relax."

"How am I supposed to relax knowing that something is truly wrong with me?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Then relax." She turned and left.

"No," Tsunade said.

"But why not?" the younger kunoichi said.

Tsunade turned her attention from the paper to Hinata. "I am not having him see a neurologist. There is nothing wrong with his mind."

"How do you know? Things change!"

"Hinata, we did surveillance of him at the age of four at the request of his mother. Nothing was found. We watch him when we interrogate in the basement. Nothing. He has outbursts because he wants to have them. Then, he denies them like they never happened."

"Someone is mentally wrong with him. His mother had a point. What Sasuke is saying is the truth to an extent."

"Hinata, stop being so naïve. Leave and don't come back unless you have something sensible to say."

"I've never seen you so coldhearted." She walked toward the door. "When you really hear the truth, you'll owe him and me an apology."

"Leave!"

She did.