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The darkness usually does odd things when you stare at it long enough. Close your eyes and just sit there watching the colours swirl. There seems almost to be a whole world there, hidden in the depths of your mind...
Hinata pondered that idea, watching the darkness with open eyes. Her room was completely black again, as was common. She couldn't sleep otherwise, the light of the moon was enough to instill a sense of anxiety.
Sighing she rolled over in bed, looking drowsily into yet more darkness.
Neji had been upset with her all day long. Hanabi hadn't even made an apperance and Father... he had come into the living room just as she was getting the bandages around her hands on.
His eyes had said all that was running through her mind. He didn't think she would make it, not even if she was given five more years rather than one.
Biting her lip, the young Hyuuga heiress shoved the covers off and sat at the corner of her bed, staring at her toes, or rather the place where her toes were supposed to be, only darkness was there at the moment.
Cautiously she tested her weight on her shins and flinched slightly at the odd feel. She had apperantly managed to damage the tendons around her ankles, one worse than the other. She could stand, but it wasn't a good feeling.
Sighing heavily she sat back down and buried her face in her hands, wanting for some reason to burst into tears. And, as if life were playing a mean joke on her she found her eyes to be utterly dry...
Another sigh escaped her as she flung herself back onto the bed, curling up in the covers, hiding from more darkness within the shadows.
Can I even do it... can I actually do what I said I would? One year... maybe Hanabi would make a better- No. Don't think that way... Naruto-kun... he would never look at me again if I somehow... if I ever...
I can't give up... I can't.
Shutting her eyes tightly she curled into herself, fetal position feeling more and more like a comfortable state. No, she wouldn't give up.
I'll do this... I will. I'll do this...
Sakura stared at her hands, rough from having to clean the medical instruments at work. the cleaning materials always left her hands feeling like sandpaper.
She frowned slightly at her flesh, rubbing her thumb and finger together, pondering the sensation.
"...you're sure that she was with Sasuke?" Ino asked again, her voice more serious than usual.
Sakura shrugged, glancing sideways at the cute waiter that had come over to offer them more coffee. For the sake of it she gave him a smile, the kind that would make most men swoon. He swooned, artfully and managed not to drop anything as he walked away.
"Well, he ran away, but I couldn't see the symbol on his back, she was on him after all." The pink haired med nin muttered, rubbing her fingers across the table surface, looking gloomy. "And it's been a week since Hinata last contacted either of us."
"I saw Neji the other day, buying medical supplies." Ino put in thoughtfully, rubbing her forehead. "Do you think she got hurt?"
"What would Sasuke have to do with that?" Sakura muttered, letting out a tired sigh. The situation was aggravating. Sasuke had been avoiding both Naruto and herself like the plague, and Hinata had been out of reach for over a week. Every time either of them showed up at her door the servants said she was busy or sleeping.
Hinata didn't sleep that much.
"She's sick or something." Ino stated roughly, slamming her hand on the table and making their cups jump.
"We should force our way into the estate!"
"I'm sure that would work." Sakura replied dryly, laying her chin on the table, staring off into the distance. "Sasuke is the best bet at getting answers. I bet Hinata is pretty much being held hostage at home. Her family is so controlling."
"What if she doesn't want to talk to us about it?" Ino enquired softly, watching Sakura's green eyes darken angrily. "Why would she do that?"
"...she was with Sasuke, Sakura. Every girl we know except for Hinata has had a crush on Sasuke... what if we just didn't realize-"
"Don't be stupid." Sakura snapped, standing up so fast she nearly made the table fall over. People glanced at them warily, wondering if they should ever go to that coffee shop again.
"Well, it's a possibility." Ino grumbled, standing up as well. "Or maybe we're looking into it too much- you're just jealous she got to be around him is all."
"Shut up." Sakura hissed, giving her a look that might turn milk sour. "It's not that... I'm just confused."
"Whatever." Ino grumbled, pulling at her bangs. It was the movement she did when irritated but defeated.
"Maybe we should try one more time?" the blonde added. "She might be better now. I went last thursday, when did you go last?"
Sakura shrugged, dropping some loose change on the table as a tip. "I don't know, before that, I think."
"Let's try to go now then. Maybe they'll be willing to let the prisoner have visitors." Ino mumbled, leaving a tip too, and flashing the waiter a smile as she slipped out the door. Sakura followed, still gloomy.
Truth was, she didn't quite know what was making her so gloomy. The situation was just confusing and having no one answer any of her questions for over a week was even more irritating. Hinata had been missing both in training and at work at the medical clinic where they both held down jobs as assistant nurses.
It wasn't like her to miss so much work, and training.
"If all else fails, maybe we can ask Sasuke-kun." Ino added, walking backwards as they strolled down the street. "He probably knows."
"I haven't seen him since then." Sakura admitted sadly. "He's avoiding me."
Ino shrugged, looking unimpressed. "He avoids us all."
It wasn't too long before they had reached the Hyuuga estate. Silently the two girls stared up at the gates leading into the impressive traditional style building.
"I still don't understand why Hinata has a job. Her family is loaded." Ino grumbled, pushing through the gateway and stepping up to the door.
Sakura followed behind carrying the two lillies they had baught along the way. "She doesn't like to impose, that's what she told me."
"Impose- whatever." Ino grumbled, lifting her pale hand to knock on the door.
Only it flung open right before she could.
Neji looked impassively at the blonde, quirking an eyebrow slightly at her confused expression.
"Er... Neji-sama." She began, dropping her raised hand.
"Ino, Sakura." The Hyuuga muttered indifferently. "What can I do for you?"
While Ino gaped like a fish Sakura stepped up to her level, sighing. "We were hoping to see Hinata-chan... it's been about a week since we last-"
"No, she's still tired." he interuptted, stepping out and beginning to close the door. "Come back some other-"
"Neji-kun?" Hinata's soft voice interuptted. Neji's hand froze halfway through closing the door.
"Hinata!" Sakura breathed, glancing over at Neji's unreadable expression. Impassively he pushed the door open again and looked in, his back to the two girls.
"What is it, Hinata-sama?"
"ano...who are you talking t-to... i thought I heard Sakura and In-"
"Hinata!" Ino cried suddenly. "Tell your cousin to get out of the way!"
Neji turned rapidly to glare at the blonde, causing her to shrink slightly behind Sakura who was ignoring him and looking carefully into the house.
"...C-can they come in...Neji-sama?" Hinata called from the top of the stairs, looking down at the light from the open doorway.
For a long moment Neji held the door open, still in the way. An irritated breath escaped his lips and he stepped aside, opening the door wider for the two girls to pass by.
"Upstairs." he muttered impatiently as the two kuinoichi removed their shoes, giving him odd looks as they passed. Wordlessly he closed the door, not hearing Hinata's soft call of arigato as he left.
"So she passed out?!" Naruto cried, nearly falling off his stool in his excitement. Sasuke watched impassively, his sake cup up to his lips. Nothing on his face would have said he was amused by the reaction, though in truth he was.
"Hn." he hummed in reply, sipping the bitter liquid as if it were tea.
"What the hell was she doing out there?! Dattebayo- all girls have gone crazy." The blonde grumbled, straightening himself out on the stool and beginning his attack on his ramen again.
Sasuke watched the slurpy monster beside him out of the corner of his eye, mentally giving a disgusted sigh.
"Do you eat anything other than ramen?" he enquired irritably, putting his cup down almost in disgust. Naruto shot him a look. "Lay off, everyone asks me that."
"You're always here." Sasuke replied calmly, lifting his cup to his lips again. Naruto twitched. "Dattebayo...why does anyone care?"
"I don't."
Muttering incoherently Naruto pushed his ramen bowl away... painfully.
"So... was it awkward?" He chirped after a moment grabbing a dupling from a nearby tray. Sasuke didn't reply but stared down at his reflection in his sake. His thoughts were already somewhere else, comparing his training routine with that of Neji Hyuuga.
"Sasuke-teme?" Naruto prodded, giving him a poke.
The Uchiha shoved his hand away impatiently, dragging himself out of his thoughts. "Nani?" he snapped impatiently, deciding at that very moment that he would leave.
"Was it awkward, carrying Hinata-chan all the way back home?" Naruto snapped back. "You two are as silent as the grave, and I've never ever seen you even acknowledge each other's existence."
Sasuke stared at the blonde, surprised by the correct articulation of the situation. "Hn." He grumbled, pushing away from the counter and slipping off the stool.
"She's boring."
"Hinata-chan? Naaaah, she's just shy!" Naruto called as the young man searched his pockets for money. Sasuke gave him a look, feeling a little groggy from the amount of sake he had consumed. It was more than the usual, that was for sure. For some reason he hadn't paid attention to the amount while he sat there listening to Naruto's senseless yapping. Probably he had unconsciously tried to drink himself deaf so that he wouldnt have to listen to the idiocy.
"She's got no confidence whatsoever." The Uchiha grumped, the lightheaded feeling distracting him slightly from controlling his currently loose tongue. "It's boring."
Naruto blinked at him, studying the young man thoughtfully. The pink tinge on his cheeks was obvious, and he had that look in his eye that Jiraya got when he drank too much.
"...Sasuke are you drunk?" he gaped, stunned.
Said drunkered rubbed his face. "You're a complete baka, of course I'm not drunk."
"You sure as hell aren't sober."
"Shut up."
Smirking broadly Naruto watched Sasuke put down the few coins for his sake that he owed and move towards the door, already stuffing his hands into his pockets.
"Yo, Sasuke-teme... you might want to talk to Sakura-chan soon... she's been really irritable lately cuz you haven't been around." the blonde called earning no reply from the dazed Uchiha.
"Sasuke! I mean it! It's been a week and a half- she's even managed to talk to Hinata-dattebayo!" He cried sharply as the door slammed cutting him off halfway through his sentence.
Grumbling about a particular teme the young ninja pulled back his ramen bowl, giving a sigh of satisfaction as he dug into it's soupy goodness.
Hinata stared at the cherry blossom tree, sitting idly by the side of the couryard, her foot hanging off the side of the floorboards swinging lazily.
During spring the sakura blossoms were the most beautiful trees in all of the village, and her house was full of them. She had been told once by one of the servants that her mother had insisted to have them planted... one of the few things she insisted upon.
Sighing the young princess leaned her chin on her knee, blinking thoughtfully as each blossom fell from it's branches to land on the ground in a pile of pink fluffiness.
Sakura was lucky to have a name that meant such beauty- but then again, it fit her well. If she had ended up with a name like that... she probably would have been made fun of. She wasn't pretty at all.
"Hinata-chan?" a soft voice called behind her, making the Hyuuga heir turn to look over her shoulder sharply.
Hanabi stood there, looking uncertain and small, her eyes flickering over the bandages on her sister's hands and ankles.
"...I haven't seen you in so long..." the youngster mumbled, still standing back slightly.
Hinata blinked at her confusedly for a moment, realizing suddenly that she had indeed spent most of her time locked up in her room without moving. It had simply caused too much pain to go out even as far as the washroom was.
"Ano... gomen, Hanabi-chan. I didn't mean to disappear." Hinata started, watching her sister's expression with care. She looked a little pale, or more so than usual, and certainly uncomfortable, which was strange.. things weren't that way between them.
"A..are you okay?" Hanabi asked, just as Hinata was beginning the same words. The elder stopped, glancing down at her bandages in realization.
"Oh- h-hai! I'm fine... I just... hurt myself, it was a foolish mistake, that's all." Hinata cried worriedly. "I'm perfectly fine."
"Father did something... did he not?" Hanabi sighed, her shoulders loosening as she walked over and sat down beside her older sister, looking towards the cherry blossoms with equally sad eyes.
Hinata sighed as well, blinking down at her toes. "...I'm sorry that I've put you in this situation, Hanabi-chan.. if only I were stronger..."
"You will. You will get stronger, Hinata-chan. I'm sure of it."
"Do you want to be heir, Hanabi?" Hinata stated suddenly, so softly that Hanabi hesitated for a moment in believing she had even said it.
"...do I want to?" the young girl whispered, watching a gust of wind rip from the sakura tree dozens of it's blossoms. "...I don't know."
"I need to get stronger." Hinata continued softly, laying her head back down on her knee, not realizing that in the company of her sister she did not stutter and did not feel completely inadequate. Unless the conversation was about battle and warfare.
Hanabi bit her lip. "Will he make us fight?"
The elder smiled weakly and turned to look at the young girl with sad eyes. "We shall see."
Nodding quietly Hanabi turned away towards the tree again, shivering, but not from the cold. "You should train with someone, Hinata-chan. I have Neji-kun and father to train me. You should have someone too, it's only fair."
"I have Kurenai-sensei and Kiba-kun and Shino-kun-"
"You know they help nothing." Hanabi stated suddenly, sounding much like their father. Hinata froze, looking directly ahead, jaw tight.
It was true... years of training, years of trying so hard and yet it seemed to be doing nothing. Sometimes she felt like Kurenai along with everyone else considered her a lost cause.
"...there is no one else, Hanabi-chan." the heiress replied gently, closing her eyes. "They are my only hope- I cannot count on another person to offer-"
"I can help."
Hinata's eyes opened suddenly, remembering his voice and the sadness in it.
"Hinata?" Hanabi blinked, cocking her head. "Are you okay?"
"Fine." Hinata nodded, her thoughts racing. "I'm fine. You're right, Hanabi. I have to look for someone else."
"But... you just said-" Hanabi began, sounding puzzled.
"I'll be back later!" Hinata cried, standing up sharply and running out the door and up the stairs to change. Hanabi continued to sit there looking completely confused.
"Nani?"
"You know, Sakura... a long time ago I figured you'd get over the whole Sasuke thing." Ino stated suddenly, making Sakura look up from examining some beautiful lillies in her flower shop.
"What?" the girl began with a frown. "What are you talking about?"
"Well I dunno, you just... you've been so out of it since we went to Hinata's house. It's like she didn't reassure you that nothing happened."
Sakura's expression cleared for a moment into impassiveness and then a smile broke over her features, bright and cheery. "What are you talking about? Don't be silly." she laughed, bending down to pick up one of the lillies.
Ino frowned at her from the other side of the counter, arranging roses in a bouquet almost absent mindedly.
"I'm not an idiot, Sakura. You haven't given up on Sasuke at all. It's ridiculous... just the thought of him being around any other girl still makes you flinch doesn't it." the blonde stated grudgidly.
Sakura swallowed, crouching down with her back to the blonde.
"You're wrong. I'm not sure what's bothering me about the situation, but it's not that." She lied smoothly. "Hinata was lying to us, it was obvious. She won't say why she went out to train so hard-"
"Sasuke just happened to come by, Sakura." Ino cut in impatiently, ripping off the leafs attatched to the thorn covered stem of a rose forcefully.
"They didn't meet on purpose or anything. That's not what she was lying about-"
"I know that!" Sakura snapped, standing up rapidly and heading towards the counter, angrily searching for her money in her purse. "You're just bugging me about this without stopping. I'm not obsessed with him or anything! She's absolutely in love with Naruto anyway so even IF I was it wouldn't be a threat at all!"
"Exactly! So why is it that when you say that it sounds like you're lying!" Ino shouted back, earning a look of desperation from the pink haired girl in front of her.
"Ino... please... I dont want to talk about this anymore. Of all the things to fight about, this is the stupidest, you don't even have any proof."
The blonde frowned, pulling back from the counter slightly as if in peace. "fine." she mumbled, ringing up the single lilly that Sakura held in her hands.
Silently the two girls moved the motions of exchanging the money and putting the single flower in a vase of water only to be interuptted by the door swinging open and a very touseled looking Hinata barged in.
"Hinata!" The two chorused, eyes wide. "What are you-" Sakura began but stopped, looking at her friend over again and realizing suddenly that something was different.
In three seconds the answer came crashing down. Hinata's sweater was gone, instead she was wearing one of the outfits that they had baught for her. The black mesh on top of a tank top. Bandages were wrapped almost up to her elbows and her knee length pants were black as well, unlike her dark blue ones of before.
Had her hair not looked so frazzled she would have appeared to be some sort of ninja model off a poster, the ninja headband stapped around her waist and the pouch against her hip stating the obvious proffession she had chosen.
"M-my sweater- Sakura-chan, y-you didn't- you didn't take it did you?" her eyes were wide in her face and she was breathing hard, as if she had run all the way from home.
Ino and Sakura exchanged guilty looked.
"Uh...your sweater... I..." Sakura began, drifting off into nothingness. Ino sighed. "...ano... Hinata-chan, you know, we got you knew clothes so that you wouldn't-"
With a sigh Hinata sat down on a nearby stool, looking at her hands.
"Oh." was all she said, making Ino and Sakura looked awkwardly at each other. "Gomen... Hinata-chan... I didn't think that you cared so much..." Sakura began, feeling vaguely miserable.
"Ano.. it's okay. I just... needed it." the girl mumbled before giving them half hearted smiles. She had almost drawn up enough courage to go ask Uchiha-san for assistance... and then she had realized that her sweater was gone and it had all deflated like a half hearted balloon.
"For what? You look adorable as it is!" Ino cried, walking over and pulling her up, examing her the way some sort of fashion designer would. "I mean, come on... just look at you- that sweater just didn't work, Hinata-chan."
"Ano..." the girl murmured softly, still feeling gloomy. "...I should head back... I only told Hanabi-chan that I was leaving-"
"Oh, that bothersome little prodigy, huh?" Ino grumped, earning a kick from Sakura.
The tension didn't dissapate however as Hinata studied the two girls, noting in their way of talking and moving a different emotion. Things were awkward. In front of Sakura and Ino things weren't awkward, they were embarrasingly fun...
"...ano... Hanabi is not bothersome... she is... stronger, is all." Hinata murmured softly, looking at her hands with a frown. She had known for a long time that her friends didn't appreciate her sister's powers and ability. To them, it was like Hanabi was the obstacle in the way, but that wasn't true.
I'm the obstacle... I'm the one in everyone's way.
"Arigato, Sakura-chan, Ino-chan... I should go... bye." Hinata mumbled, turning around without letting them have a chance to say anything in apology. Unsure of what she was thanking them for the two girls watched the young Hyuuga walk out, rearranging the bandages around her arms as she turned the corner and vanished.
"...I think she might have actually...been upset with us." Ino muttered, stunned.
Sakura nodded, equally tense. "...that's never happened before, has it?"
"Hell no."
"Damned."
Sasuke Uchiha had a hangover... it wasn't a bad one, actually it was nothing in comparison to the first hangover her had gone through. This was small, just a splitting headache and an utter intolerence to light.
Groaning in a rare show of vunerability the Uchiha rolled out of bed, wearing nothing but loose jogging pants. Cursing very healthily he stumbled into the washroom near his room, waiting impatiently for the sink to fill with cold water.
His house was as usual utterly silent and cold. He had been offered an apartment some years after his parent's death, Iruka had stated that it would probably be easier to keep clean. What he had obviously been trying to say was that it would be easier to bear the utter cold silence that one expirienced while living alone in a big house.
But Sasuke had been proud, even before the incident and refused the offer, staying instead in one of the Uchiha homes, one of the few not marred horribly by the blood and memory of deaths. This one had been empty of people even before the 'incident'. It was the second home of some other rich relative he didn't care to remember.
Three floors, most of them made of soft ebony wood, with traditional style doors and hallways- the second floor, the one on groudn level had a courtyard in the middle of the box of rooms and there bloomed a sakura tree. For the longest time the Uchiha had hated that stupid tree and considered cutting it down.
In comparison to the dark house it's pink petals were a painful marring stain in the scenery. But he had never had the real nerve to take an axe and just swing it into the living bark, so it was still there, living and breathing and irritating him.
Finally the sink seemed to be full enough and he turned off the tap, staring at the rippling water and his reflection within it. Naruto had mentioned something or other about Sakura being irritable before he left. It wasn't that he cared, but he figured if he didn't talk to her soon she would probably murder Naruto in frustration and seeing as Naruto was his main training partner that would be of some annoyance.
Sighing he dunked his head in the shockingly cold water, preparing himself mentally to go out.
I bloody well hate my life...
Hinata had not made it very far from the flower shop, only a few blocks away and it had already been over half an hour since she had left. It wasn't good, seeing as no one at home knew where she was, and she wasn't allowed to go out quite yet- Neji would have a fit, and father would give her that look he always gave her when he was disgusted and worse... they would all be right.
Running through the village when your ankle tendons are still sore from getting smashed forcefully into solid wooden objects is hardly a smart thing to do, but she had done it and there she was sitting by the side of the road, unwrapping the bandages on her ankles because the swelling had got too bad for her to put up with the strain.
Flinching she removed the last layer and noted with some wincing that both ankles were bruised with yellowing and purple spots and that they were indeed swollen again, which meant she would have to spend a few hours waiting for it to go down before she could go home.
Neji would have a very, very long fit...
Since the street was empty she threw her head back, closing her eyes, wearing a frown of discontent. "...ano... I'm such a baka..."
"Stranded again?"
Rapidly the Hyuuga princess sat up, startled to see Sasuke Uchiha, hands in his pockets a few feet away, eyeing her bruised ankles thoughtfully.
"I- no, no no" she stuttered quickly, hoping for all the world that he wouldn't offer to get her home again, Neji wouldn't just have a fit then... nooo, it would be something much worse, probably a silent treatment for the next century or something.
"I just needed to rest-" she lied quickly, grabbing her bandages and beginning to wrap quickly, despite the swelling.
Insulted by her obvious lie the Uchiha prodigy crouched, forcing her to look up despite her best intentions to keep from eye contact. "Do you think I'm some sort of idiot or something?"
Hinata stared, frozen in something like fear.
"...nani?! N-n-no! I would never-"
"You're not walking on those." he added, irritated now. Just to give her a hard time he snatched the bandages away, making her let out a soft 'eep' sound of surprise. "Are Ino and Sakura at the flower shop?" he added, seeing as she was heading back from that general direction. Hinata sat there, with nothing in her hands to fiddle with and nodded quickly, unsure of what he was planning to do. She wished he would just leave and let her deal with this... she hadn't asked for his help...
"Come." He muttered, making her shrink again as he crouched down in front of her for the second time in less than two weeks. "Sakura can heal those in a few minutes."
"N-n-no- I just c-came from there and they just-" she began, feeling close to tears now. He wasn't being nice about it at all, his voice was angry- okay so maybe she shouldn't have lied so bluntly, but what else was she supposed to do- tell him to go away?
"Be quiet and climb on." he sighed, rolling his eyes despite himself. "I don't have all day."
Lips trembling from the second humiliation in a day Hinata climbed painfully to her feet and forced her shaking hands to take his shoulders...again.
"D-demo...Uchiha-san... Gomen, I d-didn't mean to o-offend y-you-"
"Hn." he replied, as always very descriptive in his response.
The walk was quick, he was walking faster than before when they had had to take the trip from the training site to the Hyuuga estate. It wasn't longer than five minutes and they were standing in front of Ino's flower shop, looking in the window as the two girls inside bickered loudly about something.
Sometimes he wondered why the flowers in Ino's shop didn't wilt... she was always shouting and screaming, the negative irritating vibes 'had' to affect them somehow, didn't they?
Sighing with the annoyance of being civil he pushed open the door, noting the way Hinata hid behind his shoulder as he did so.
The two girls turned at the sound of the bell and froze, staring at none other than Uchiha Sasuke, carrying- yet again, Hyuuga Hinata.
"...W-wha-what?" Sakura began, utterly confused.
Ino on the other hand, having gotten over most of the fangirl symptoms jumped forward towards Hinata rather than Sasuke. "Hinata-chan!" she cried. 'What happened!? Are you okay?"
"F-fine." the little princess whimpered from her place behind Sasuke's shoulder. The Uchiha glanced back at her thoughtfully, making eye contact for a total of three seconds before her face burst into a red shade.
"She hurt her ankles... again." he mumbled, walking over to a nearby chair and lowering himself down to a crouch so she could sit down. "I'm assuming you can help, Sakura?"
The pink haired nin finally snapped out of her stunned state and jumped forward, hands moving automatically to Hinata's ankles, though she still looked utterly confused.
"...Sasuke-kun... why were you-?"
"I just passed her on the road." he interuptted irritably, crossing his arms and watching as the glow of chakra around the girl's hands began and the swelling starting it's descend around Hinata's flesh.
The little princess was hanging her head, looking at her hands as if they were the most interesting part of the entire room. He frowned slightly, puzzled by her absolutely defeated aura. He hadn't been that harsh at all- hell had it been Ino or Sakura he probably would have left them there and gone to get Shikamaru or Naruto to go pick them up.
"You should be fine in a few minutes... why didn't you tell me you hadn't gotten medical attention for these when I was at your house the other day, Hinata?' Sakura sighed impatiently, pushing out her chakra angrily. "I could have just healed it then."
Hinata's voice was tiny, almost inaudible in the still room.
"...gomen, I-I didn't want t-to impose..."
Finally vexed to his limit the Uchiha turned to leave, rotating his shoulders where her grip had tightened on the way to the shop. Obviously he was missing something, there was something in the air he couldn't understand, perhaps the awkwardness between the healer and the patient.
He frowned at them a moment and then pushed the door open, making the bell jingle loudly. He stopped and turned to Hinata, as if to say something. Ino and Sakura looked at him, blinking, Hinata didn't look up but clenched her fists instead.
Swallowing whatever it was he was going to say he slipped out the door wordlessly and started down the street towards Naruto's hang out, the ramen shop.
He needed sake...
Horrible Chapter, I think. I just went over everything over and over... ugh... i'm sorry guys, i didn't realize it was so bad. I'll get better for the next one, promise.
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-Inky