Hitomi rested in her bed. She was so tired of being in the hospital. They told her every week, one more week. One more week in the hospital. She was so restless here, she couldn't sleep, she couldn't eat. She would pretend when the doctors were around. They were so confused, why was she so weak, why was she so thin, why was she so— Hitomi decided she hated hospitals, they left you alone with too much time to think.

Itachi…

She loved him.

How could she still love him?

The restless Hitomi got up and went to her window, watching the sun rise. The sky went slowly from a pitch black to a pale navy to a brilliant gold and pink. How pretty it was. Some things were just to pretty for words.

Itachi still visited her, everyday, but she wouldn't look at him or talk to him. She had dreamt about him the night before. A nightmare… in it he did horrible things. He had done a horrible thing, for power. His mind she used to read so easily, their connection was so strong; she could see in his eyes what he was thinking. Now his mind was closed to her, she could read it forcefully if she wanted to… but she couldn't bring herself to it. He was so strong though… there was no guarantee she could if she wanted to anyway.

Hitomi's thoughts were interrupted by shouting. She looked down to the street from her window. There was a group of men one of them was carrying a boy. Hitomi had been fiddling with her necklace, like she always did when she was thinking… she gabbed it abruptly. The boy was Sasuke. Hitomi ran out of her room, she met the crowd of men in the downstairs hall.

"What happened?" She asked, petting Sasuke's head. He was unconscious; his only injury was a cut on his arm.

"The whole Uchiha clan was massacred." Hitomi felt an icy fear grip her heart.

"Uchiha Itachi—" She asked desperately.

"Is missing." The man replied. Hitomi pushed though the crowd. She would find him, she had to find him. The nightmare… the nightmare she had was real. Hitomi began to cry as she ran. It couldn't be true.

But she knew it was.