Hinata felt dizzy. The room was blurry and she felt like vomiting at the first sight of a moving object. She was in immense pain, worse than she had ever been in before. Her eyesight caught up a bit, and she realized she was in a hospital room. She checked around to see if anyone was around, but became tired quickly. The pains were frequent. But other than that, she didn't feel much. She wondered if the lump near her chest was important. Lately, she had felt it coming, but she didn't know what to do with it. Now she was in a hospital bed for reasons she had yet to learn.

Although, inside, she knew. Cancer was so common these days. Her mother, her grandfather, her cousin, her aunt, her family friend all had cancer – and died. It wasn't uncommon in her family, but it felt wrong. Just when fate had decided to give her what she wanted, it took her as a sacrifice instead. She felt like crying. Her feelings had been so varied the last few days. From Naruto, to her health, to New Years' preparations. It was crazy.

She heard the door creak open. Turning her head, she saw a blonde patch of hair stick itself through the door. Then came a body, dressed in orange and black.

"Hinata, I –" Naruto started, but Hinata cut him off.

"Naruto-kun, thank you." She spoke. "For taking me here." Hinata smiled wearily from her bed. Naruto fell to her side and stroked her cheek. Hinata giggled.

"Hinata, I, I don't want you to go." Naruto cried. "I want you to stay here, with me. Forever."

"I have cancer, don't I?" she asked softly.

"Yeah…" Naruto looked away. "They said it was a stage…stage four." She could see him trying to hold back the tears. She didn't feel like crying though. She was just tired. After all she had gone through, all she wanted now was a chance to rest. She took Naruto's face by her hand.

"It's going to be okay." She said reassuringly. "Everything is going to be alright. When I go, you can finally have that chance with Sakura."

"But I don't love Sakura! I love you! You!"

She could see the tears flowing down from his eyes. They gushed down with force so that Hinata couldn't help but feel down. She closed her eyes and meditated. She reflected on all she had gone through to hear the words Naruto had just said. Memories flushed back to her, starting from her childhood to now. The days of training hard, working hard, being rejected, seeing inspiration from Naruto, following his suit, the missions they partnered in together, and her finally saying her feelings. They all seemed so frightening to do back then. But now, as she neared the end, they all came as triumphs. Each one of them, built to her pride. She didn't regret anything anymore, but instead, appreciated everything.

By the time her eyes had opened, Naruto was still mumbling on her bed, head down. She had a wet spot on her bed now, something she hadn't anticipated for. She giggled. Naruto looked up.

"Naruto, you're wetting the bed!" she whispered. Naruto couldn't help but laugh too. It was mixture of melancholy and laughter. Everything was going so wrong, but everything felt so right. To be with Naruto, to laugh with him in unison was a lovely feeling, beyond her wildest imagination. Even if she was going to die now, she would die happy.

The sun was high in the sky the next time Naruto returned. Before then, she became quite bored with laying in bed. She knew she couldn't take moving that much, but she felt so bored of it all. So, she watched the birds outside playfully make a nest on the tree. There were two of them, one blue and one red. Odd, the she thought. Different species mating freely? Ahh…it's so cute, though.

Thoughtfully, she paid attention to their build. Once, a particularly large stick had fallen all the way down to the ground with the red bird. She didn't know what happened next, for the window was only so big and she could only see so much from her place. All she knew was that eventually, both birds came back up, with the big stick, and threw it into the pile.

Naruto came in with a bowl of miso soup in his hands. He set it down on the table beside her bed and plopped down on a chair. For a while, he waited while Hinata ate her soup in silence. When she finished, she set it down and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you."

"Woah, you would've never done that before." Naruto blushed.

"Yes." Hinata spoke. "I feel like I have to be better."

"You don't need to do anything other than feel better. Granny's taking you to chemotherapy tomorrow and we –"

"I'm not going." Hinata interrupted.

"What?" Naruto turned his head.

"I said, I'm not going."

"But, you're going to die if you don't go!"

"I'm only going to loose myself from all the chemo, anyways." Hinata looked down. "I'd rather die myself than live as someone else."

"Hinata, I need you to go through this." Naruto looked at her sternly. Hinata sighed. She really didn't want to go through this. Stage four meant she was going to die, right? Why try to prevent something that you knew was going to happen? Even if she was only nineteen, she still lived a particularly long life. Nineteen and a few days isn't a bad time.

"Chemotherapy scares me." Hinata lied, turning away.

"Hinata, chemotherapy isn't going to destroy you. It's going to be okay. So you'll lose some hair too, whatever. As long as you're alive. That's all I want."

In truth, Hinata didn't really know what she wanted. Chemotherapy didn't scare her, but the fact that she might die at any moment did. At this rate, all someone could do was wait, wait for death. Why go through chemotherapy when you already know your fate? You can't prevent it anymore, so why try? Hinata didn't want to give up on life. But she felt like, doing something that would cause Naruto more pain after her death was selfish. She wanted to stay with Naruto, yes, but she wouldn't want to go through everyday thinking she was an even bigger burden to him than she is now.

"Uhn. I'm still not going. I'm going to live my life out on this bed." Hinata playfully added.

"You really have gotten bolder! Ugh. Why stay cooped up in this bed?"

"You've forgotten that I am at a stage four." Hinata scrambled into her know-it-all face. "I'm not going anywhere. Although…" Hinata hinted, "I do like the extra attention."

"Now you're really not Hinata." Naruto joked. "She would never have said these things with so much brash."

Naruto was right. She was brash. But she wanted to be his playful toy, his red bird.

"Yeah, because I'm going to live out my life here, as I've said before, and I want to be as open as I can be. I want to be strong Hinata, not weak, frail Hinata. So, I hope you don't mind (and you shouldn't), I'm going to be expecting a kiss everyday."

Naruto smiled widely. "You're greedy too! But, I don't mind those rules. How about I start tomorrow?"

"Or today. Or right now." Hinata added, rolling her eyes cutely. Quickly. Naruto leaned in towards her, his hand resting on hers. His other one was sitting on her arm gently. The kiss was sweet and soft at first, but gradually became more and more passionate. They kissed with fury and stamina, as if to keep going without end. Naruto sat on the bed and held her tight. She threw her arms around his neck and pushed herself closer. Intensity now gathered in the air. Hinata felt nothing other than Naruto's body. If her cancer was causing any damage to her body, she couldn't feel it at all. Naruto clowly climbed up onto the bed and wrapped his arms around her, feeling the arch of her back.

Both of their eyes were closed when things became furiously heated. Naruto's hand had found the slip of her gown, right before the 'crazy' happened. The covers were thrown off the bed, landing quietly on the ground. The two were deep into their excitement when they had reached a point where they no longer held back. No boundaries. Mental, and physical.

When they woke up, Naruto was beside Hinata, holding her around one of his arms still. They had spun a mess in the entire room. The beddings were jumbled, the blanket lay on the floor, their clothing was hanging off the bed. Oh, god. Oh, god. Oh, god. What did I just do?

She heard footsteps down the hall.

"Naruto, Naruto!" she shook him awake. He looked tired and worn out, but awoke, nonetheless. He rubbed his eyes and replied with a simple, 'What?' "The nurses, they're coming!" Hinata hissed. Quickly, Naruto dashed off the bed and put on his clothes. Hinata grabbed the hospital down and tied it around herself the best she could. By the time the nurses entered, the room was back to the way it was before.

"Hinata, I see you're up again. Naruto slept soundly with you, I presume?" The nurse had come in after the hoopla.

"I, uh, yes." Hinata turned red.

"It's okay." She said with a smile, "Happens a lot around here." Hinata let out an awkward laugh.

"Naruto, you slept well too?" she turned to him. He nodded briefly and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Alright. Now, Hinata chemotherapy will last from about 9 to 3 for you. We need to get some appointments done first, and some checking of your profile. But we'll get you on track." She spoke in a professional manner. Hinata only nodded, and the nurse left the room.

"Chemo." Naruto whispered. Hinata hissed again.

"Wait, Naruto. What did we just…do?"

"Ah…" Naruto turned crimson. "Well, I think we kind of got carried away…and sorta did…'it.'"

"Oh god. We didn't use anything! No condoms, nothing!" Hinata smacked her head. "I didn't even know I could do this in my condition! Oh, whatever. My body can't handle a baby, anyways."

The next few days, Hinata significantly felt worse. Not because of her cancer, but because she was constrained to the bed for long hours. She didn't do the chemotherapy, as Naruto asked. Which, by anybody's standards, made him very frustrated. She did feel bad that he was letting him down, but she knew that chemotherapy wasn't for the better. So, she did as the doctors and nurses told her to do. But, many a time, the nurses or Lady Tsunade would find her reading to the sick children and telling them stories, or perhaps, chatting with the elders, or taking a walk in the fresh air. And in seeing her out, the nurses would bring her back into her room again, to rot. There was never anything on television and nothing to read.

Walking in the pharmaceutical aisles early in the day, she noticed there weren't a lot of people. She could understand, seeing as it was Monday, and people usually went to start up the establishments or the ninja would get new missions to be assigned. She flipped around the Aspirin and section and spotted a pregnancy test. Thinking back, Hinata became worried. She couldn't be pregnant, right?

She asked the pharmacist up front how much she would pay for a pregnancy test.

"Are you sure ma'am? You seem to be a patient." he commented.

"Yes, I am a patient. But it's not for me. It's for a friend. She hasn't had any time to stop by the store because she sees me so often. I've really been a burden. How much would it cost?" Hinata felt odd lying so cruelly, but she didn't want to worry the man.

"It will go on your bill. Let me scan it for you and then you can keep it. Would you like a receipt?" He punched in some numbers on the computer. Hinata nodded.

Hinata quickly brought the package up, before the nurses could spot her. She whizzed to her room and and entered the bathroom. Following the directions, Hinata used the pregnancy test. She waited a few minutes before the screen flashed with an answer.

Negative.

OH FLARG. FANFICTION IS TAKING OVER MY LIFE. EOFNEBIOAR.

Anyways, I have no idea if you can actually do 'it' (for those of you who prefer I censor) with cancer..

..no, it's not cervical cancer. Or leukemia. That would be stupid of me. ._.

Anyways, I need to sleep. Good night.