A small crowd of people began to form as they gathered around a seemingly unconscious female. All wondering the same questions: 'What happened?' 'Who is she?' As well as 'What's with her clothes?'

The last, from many of the girls in the crowd. Nonetheless, they all had unanswered questions.

All, hoping to be answered when they saw the female begin to stir. She began to mumble a few things, and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking around, she noticed the new background was definitely not her bedroom. Getting a little angry, she yelled, "What are you all looking at?!"

Surprised at the anger in her outburst, most of the crowd left. Leaving a few more people to deal with. All, of which, left after receiving a death glare from said female.

She sighed and continued to look around, hoping for some clue to show where she was. Standing up, she looked at herself. The moment she found what she was wearing, she began to blush.

Why am I in my sleeping clothes, she questioned, now getting angry again, somebody is going down...

As she began walking, she looked around and the new area.

Why does this place seem so familiar? She started wondering what could have happened, flashing images through her mind where she could be.

Lost in thought, she continued walking and rounded a corner when she hit something hard and fell to the ground.

It can't be! She thought, thinking she was insane; no it's just a guy. Yeah, just a normal guy.

"Watch where your going next time," she said, reminding herself she could've been nicer.

He gave her a look, "I believe it was you who was not watching."

"Well then sorry, "she said, trying to get up, "Ow!" She fell back down due to pain in her back.

Noticing the pool of blood behind her, the man gave her a look of curiosity; did she open a wound or something when we collided? He thought, I might as well take her to the hospital. If it was my fault, I guess I owe her just that.

Walking forward, he picked her up into his arms bridal-style and started taking her to the hospital.

With a surprised face, the girl made no attempt to escape. She looked at her hands, which were in her lap, and said quietly, "Thank you."

"Hn," he said, still walking.

Could it be? She thought curiously to herself.

"What's your name, if you don't mind me asking?" She asked, glancing up at him for a moment.

"Uchiha Itachi," she nodded and he continued, "Your name?"

She thought for a moment, maybe I shouldn't use my real name. I'll use a fake one for now then.

"Akane Rachel," he nodded, so it really did work.

As they walked, Rachel kept thinking of endless possibilities, He looks so young though. My age, even. Where am I? Or in this case... When am I?

She was bleeding the whole time they were walking, and she eventually passed out from blood loss.

- - - -

As they arrived at the hospital, Itachi brought the girl inside and gave Rachel to one of the doctors. Who took her into one of the rooms and healed the large wound on her back.

Itachi, who was waiting outside, saw them coming and slowly walked to them. He waited a moment to hear what happened, and listened when he began.

"It was a major wound; I'm surprised she survived the walk here. Judging by the mark it left, I don't think it was caused by any weapon I've ever seen. She needs to stay in bed for a few days, but other than that, she'll be fine." He finally finished, and Itachi looked at the unconscious female in the doctor's arms.

"Hn," was all he said, and he took Rachel and held her the same way as he did previously. He nodded and said, "I'll bring her home until she wakes. Sayonara, Shisui."

Shisui gave him a wave, and returned to other patients.

- - - -

Itachi carried Rachel to his room and placed her on his bed (A/N: It's not what you think! ), watching her closely for any sign of movement to show she was awake.

He sat there, watching for a little over an hour, when movement was seen.

Rachel moved her head to his direction and they locked gazes, staring at each other for minutes and Rachel looked around the room.

"...Where am I," she asked, still looking around, and noticed she was in a bed.

Itachi looked elsewhere and answered, "My room."

Her cheeks turned to a slight hint of a blush and she looked in front of her, I-Itachi's room?

"Hn. Are you hungry?" He asked, figuring he had to take care of her a little while.

She gave a slight nod, and he left the room in a second, leaving her shocked at his speed.

A few moments later, he came back with soup, which smelled heavenly to Rachel. He set the tray on the bedside and sat down in the chair next to the bed.

"T-thank you, Itachi," she said quietly. Giving a small bow, she started eating the soup.

"Hn."

After she finished the soup, Itachi took the tray and its contents to the kitchen. As he was walking back up to his room, his father confronted him.

"Who was that girl you brought up here earlier?" Fugaku asked, his voice demanding answers.

"Akane Rachel," he said in the emotionless tone he normally did.

A small amount of shock appeared on the clan leader's face, and he walked away, dismissing his child.
- - - -
At the Hokage's Tower...

A small knock came at the door.

"Come in," Sarutobi said, organizing some paperwork. Looking up, he looked questioningly at the man, "What brings you here, Fugaku?"

He walked up to the desk and said sternly, "There is an Akane in the village."

Shocked, the Hokage asked in concern, "How do you know?"

"Itachi brought one home," he simply answered, showing no emotion any longer.

"You have you bring her here; I need to see for myself."

And with that, Fugaku left.
- - - -
A few days later...

Rachel was awake, and wanted to get up. If she lay there any longer, she'd forget how to walk. She got off the bed, and tried balancing on two legs again.

After a minute or two of balancing, she walked past Itachi. He had his eyes closed, so she assumed he was asleep.

She was wrong.

Once she passed him, the chakra strings he left on the floor triggered and told him what she was attempting.

He smirked and said, eyes still closed, "So you can walk now?"

Rachel began to sweat, she was caught.

Wait. He's not mad I got up?

"Y-yeah, " she said quietly.

"Well then," he stood up and continued to say, "let's go visit the Hokage. My father said he wanted to meet you."

She nodded slowly.

Why does the Hokage want to meet me? Unless... they think I'm a spy? No, then they would bring the ANBU into this.

She sighed. Whatever it was, she would find out soon enough.