Rin had remembered recovering from her wounds and was allowed to go and see Ibiki. His situation hadn't been all that great. In fact, from what they knew, it was getting worse, and 2 weeks after the attack, it looked like as if he wasn't going to make it. She sat by his bed and could do nothing but cry.
'I'm really going to lose him forever, and it was all my fault! Now there's nothing I can do!' Rin was absolutely distraught, and nothing that Kakashi, the Hokage or her 2 best friends could say, could make her feel any better.
'But there is something that you can do…' a low growling voice seemed to say to her in her mind.
'Who are you?' Rin tried to look around, but was unable to find anyone.
'You'll find out soon enough,' the voice said. 'But that's not why I'm here. You wanted to save him, right?'
'Yes,' even that thought came out like a whisper. 'It's all my fault, and I have to do something about it.'
'Then share your blood with him.' The voice told her plainly. 'Let your blood mix, that's the only way he'll be able to heal and survive the wounds.'
'But…' Rin hesitated. Who was this voice anyway? Why did she have to listen to him?
'Because only I can offer you a solution.' The voice told her, calmly. 'You'd better not take to long to consider though, it doesn't look like he could hang on for much longer…' With that Rin stopped hesitating and did what the voice had told her. She did save him, and he did recover, faster than what anyone would expect, but she never thought that what she did made her lose him in another way. When he learned what she had done, his eyes grew cold, and distant. He avoided her in anyway that he could. She had tried everything she could do, but he just wanted to be left alone.
Then, she made up her mind that she's had enough. She had found some books in the central library that mentioned the great wars and about a special group of ninjas that no longer existed and had powers similar to hers. She decided to leave, and that was it, for 2 years.