She plopped herself down on a log and suddenly lost control. Tears flowed down her face, her shoulder's racked with silent sobs. Lee had just arrived. He was surprised she had beaten him getting here. After all he was the fastest Genin in the village. "Not anymore." he thought to himself. He ran to her, "Hinata..."
"I-" she tried to control her breath. "I-" she choked.
Lee sighed. He knew something like this would happen, and it was all his fault. He had brought her; she hadn't even wanted to come.
Lee sat down next to her, put an arm around her and drew her close to him. Hinata could feel her breathing slow and become deeper. He was warm and soft, so gentle for such a strong guy. She had almost fallen asleep when a twig cracked. Lee suddenly let go of her, jumped in front of her, and readily put himself into a fighting stance. A shiriken flew towards Hinata. She sensed it and quickly hit the ground dodging it. Lee was not as fortunate.
"Lee!" she screamed.
He pulled the shuriken out of his abdomen, and doubled over in pain. She ran to him and stumbled to her knees. The weapon had pierced itself deep into his side, challenging his breathing. She quickly grabbed her scarf and rolled Lee to his side. He grunted as she wrapped her scarf around his wound. She dragged him to the edge of the clearing. She struggled to pick him up, slumped him over her back and leaped up to a tree. There was someone after her or Lee. She couldn't risk being on the ground. She leaped from tree to tree hoping the town was nearby. Her breathing became more shallow as she tightened her grip on Lee. "I won't let you die Lee." she thought. A dagger flew past her face cutting a strand of hair. She began moving faster, this time a blade hit her shoulder. She could see the town in the light of the moon. If she wasn't running away from a murderer with a dying friend on her back she might stop to admire it. She was though, so she kept moving. As each weapon hit her she fought pain. She finally made it into town. She trudged through the village streets ignoring the excruciating pain and horrified stares that hit her each time she took a step. One step into the door-way of the hospital, another step. Even ten more, just until the reception lady could see them. Then she fell to the floor with a thud, out cold.