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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto but I do own Sanbi and Himika

Learning about Future Arrangements

There was an awkward silence. I wasn't going to be the one to talk first. I glanced from the three people in front of me to my surroundings. The room wasn't really all that big.

There was a window to the right of me and the door to the left. The window had its curtains drawn, I had noticed. In a corner of the room there was a wardrobe. Next to the window was a drawer with a vase on it. The vase was empty, though.

The walls were painted milk white. The floor's tiles matched the wall. And, although I couldn't see it from first point of view, the mirror on the wall directly in front of me showed me that there was a gray rug in front of the bed.

Looking at the mirror again I saw a reflection of myself. I just stared at what I saw. Most of my upper body, including my arms, neck, and chest, were covered in bandages. I could see burn marks and newly forming scars where the bandages didn't cover. Over the bandages I wore a hospital style gown; it was blue.

My waist, length hair was worn down. The auburn tresses were in knots. My porcelain skin looked paler than any alive human's should have been. It was probably due to the blood loss. Looking at my reflection made me feel like I was a ghost.

Then there was talking again.

That Hokage lady was saying something.

"Sanbi, this is Himika." She said pointing to the black haired woman. "Her, along with another group of Jounin's, including Shizune here, was among those that found you."

There was silence again.

I registered the information and frowned. Why was she telling me this? I thought it might be wise not to comment on it, but against my better judgment I decided to voice my opinion anyway.

"And why should I care? It's not like I'm going to thank them." Damn it, I've got to stop doing that!

They were starting to see my true colors already. The Hokage and that Shizune lady seemed to grow angrier, while that Himika person just chuckled.

"Lord Hokage," Himika started saying, "would you like me to explain it to her?"

The Hokage still seemed just a tad-bit below her full composure and she gave Himika one of her looks.

"Sure," She said in a strangled voice, "but Shizune and I have to leave now and check on other patients."

And with that they left the room.

Himika stood watching the door for a moment, and then she focused her attention on me. She seemed to have a smile on her face.

"Or maybe she just didn't want to have to deal with you any more. Looks like you sure made her mad." She said, her face lighting up.

I just glared at the woman in front of me.

"Well any way," Himika started to say in a way that made it seem almost obvious that she didn't like silence, "What the Lord Hokage wanted me to explain was that since I found you, you're going to be my responsibility."

She paused for a moment to let her words sink in. I just stared at her and in an afterthought I wondered if my mouth was hanging open. In that period of time, it became suddenly all to apparent that I was not going to get along with her, regardless of weather or not she got along with me. She then started talking again.

"Before you develop any misconceptions," she said enunciating every syllable, "this means that once you're 'all better' you're to be under my care-"I then cut her off.

"Yeah, I got that much when you said 'my responsibility." I snapped without a second thought. Bad self, bad.

I felt air go by my face, and then a stinging sensation on my cheek. Something hot and liquid trailed down my face. The woman before me had her hand out stretched and she was the image of fury. It took me a second to realize that she had thrown a kunai that grazed my cheek.

"I am not like the Hokage," She practically growled, "if you disrespect me, I won't just stand idle and do nothing. Don't interrupt again."

The words sunk in fast, and they wouldn't need repeating. They soon became what were known to me as rule number one.

"Once you're well, I will arrange a place for you to live." She continued, "then further arrangements will be discussed when I find the need to tell you." She finished her statement with a glare.

I didn't really know if this statement signaled for me to talk or not. I just nodded in agreement anyway, though. It seemed to have worked seeing as how she left the room. I sighed in relief.

My thoughts began to wander again in the now quiet room. I looked around for some sort of clock or calendar. Finding none I gave up.

Looking in the mirror again I found a sign on the end of the bed, but since the mirror made the words backwards I couldn't read it. I crawled to the foot of the bed and grabbed the sign, ignoring the stabbing pain all over my body. Sitting back down I read it to myself. I figured out that I had been here in the Konoha hospital for a week (1), while it had been a whole ten days since my life was normal.

I threw the clipboard on the desk next to the window now that it had no use for me any more. Reclining back on my pillow I looked at the white ceiling. Every thing was going to be different now. And even though I was too proud to let myself cry in a public place, it seemed that I did anyway. It was starting to become quite clear to me that I no longer had any control what-so-ever.

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(1) On the board it said she had been checked in for 7 days at the hospital. It also said the date on the board. Using that information, she just subtracted the date it was currently, from the date it was when the attack happened.