Three days have passed, and Hinata brushed her hair slowly, staring out the window, her thoughts being consumed with Naruto. She heard her door open, and she turned her head to see who it was. It was her father. "Papa!" She exclaimed happily. Hiashi looked at her,
and drew out a small smile for her. He walked over and sat in the chair that was next to her bed. "How are you, Hinata?" The small sentence meant so much more. 'How are you?' meant 'Are you alright? Any pain? How's your heart? Do you need anything?' Hinata
laughed. "Hahaha! I'm fine Papa! I'm in really great health!" She said with a big smile. Hiashi smiled a little more, and he face was covered with the look of relief. "So, um, Papa?" He looked at her, wondering what she needed. "I was thinking. Since I'm really healthy
right now and all... I was... Wondering if I could... Go outside. Outside, not to the tiny garden the hospital." She was so hopeful, maybe if her father let her go out, possible on her own, she could see Naruto. He was, of corse, the only person who didn't treat her with the
utmost care, as she was terribly ill. She liked not being sick for just a few moments. Hiashi narrowed his eyes at Hinata. "No. Absolutely not." Her face fell. "What? Why Not?" She asked anxiously. "A nurse told me yesterday that she saw you walking out the prison
wearing a white dress. Is this true?" He interrogated her. Her eyes widened slightly and she turned her head so as not to look at her father. "I thought so..." He stood up and walked to the door. He opened it and stood in the doorway. "Hinata, you are to never leave this
room. Am I understood?" He said in a harsh voice. "Y-Yes Father..." She said obediently. "Good..." He said the walked out, slamming the door behind him. Everything was silent. Tears formed and fell from Hinata's eyes. "H-He... Never let's me do anything." Hinata looked
at the table next to her bed. She grabbed the pencil and paper that was resting on the table. She began to write. Writing the letter to Naruto. When she finished, she folded it into a paper plane, and sent it flying out the window. Her eyes softened, and she smiled sadly.
She hoped... It would reach him... The boy on the other side of the barbed-wire fence.
Naruto leaned against a wooded pole, serving as telephone, used only by the officers who worked at the prison, as Prisoners did not know the pass-code to activate the phone. Naruto stared at the setting sun, the only thing he looked forward to each day. However,
meeting Hinata was defiantly a pleasant surprise. He had never seen a girl before. Well, to be more precise, he had never seen a young girl before, as most prisoners were men, and the few women that were imprisoned were well over 30 years of age. He didn't hope to
see her again, as she never would come back. Who would? She was obviously rich, and she was searching for her father anyway. But it still saddened him, even if he wanted to, he could never see her again, as he was imprisoned for life. He didn't do anything, but he
was 'born in captivity' as the officers would call him. But it was true. He was born in the prison, which was more like a small town then a prison, and could never leave. It was just how things worked. He was never leaving here. He let his mind wander, and against his
will, returned to thoughts about Hinata. He shook his head, trying not to think about her. He looked towards the sky, filled with purple clouds and a red sky. But then... Something caught his eye. Was that... Yes it was... It was a paper air-plane. Naruto stood up
quickly, and began to chase after the paper plane. Running, running, running, turning corners, and bumping into people, only to run away after the plane before they could hit him. He jumped up and grabbed the paper plane, gripping it tightly. He quickly opened it up.
Words. Words were written everywhere. He began to read slowly.
Dear Naruto,
This is Hinata. I hope that you have received this letter. I am desperately missing you. Where I am from... It is very lonely. You are the first boy I have met, who has talked to me with such relaxation. No formality. I... Enjoyed it. For the first time, from what very little
time we spent together, I know what it's like to have a real friend. I am... Wishing to see you. But, due to my circumstances, I cannot. However, I will wait until I can. It may be a while. Until I can see you. I hope that I am not being a nuisance to you. Until then... I
suppose I should tell you a little about me. Well... Let's see... My blood type is A! And um... My favorite word is self-confidence! My favorite foods are zenzai and cinnamon rolls! But my least favorite foods are dishes like crab and shrimp. As a hobby I enjoy pressing
flowers! Well, that's all from this end, see you in a while!
-Hinata Hyuuga
Naruto read it over, and over, and over again. He smiled. Then started to chuckle. Then began to laugh outright. He was going to see her. He didn't know when, or how, but he was going to see her. He held the letter to his chest and hugged it. It smiled strongly of
flowers. This was his. This was his number one, most perfect prized possession. The name 'Hinata' now represented his sunny place, filled with no worries, no pain, and absolute joy.