Disclaimer: As always I don't own Naruto in any way shape or form. If I did I wouldn't have to return Neji-kun when I was done playing with him

Story: What These Blind Eyes See

Chapter 3: Report

Characters: Hyuuga Neji/OC

Beep…..Beep…..Beep

Came the irritating, shrill mechanical sound; demanding she relinquish sweet oblivion in the favor of pained consciousness.

Beep…..Beep…..Beep

"Ugh…..what's that sound?" came her mind's sluggish question as she mentally groped to get a handle on herself.

Beep…..Beep….Beep

Bit by bit, she managed to block out the droning sound so that she could take proper stock of herself and of what little she could discern of her surroundings. First thing she did was take in a deep breath hacking and coughing the whole way. The sickening sound and pain in her chest as her lungs filled bespoke her injury.

"Okay….my lungs are bruised, possibly a few cracked ribs," she thought as the pain traveled the length of her ribcage and beyond, "defiantly a couple of lower broken ribs."

She continued her examination of her person, starting at her feet as she gingerly wiggled her toes. The girl found that her legs and arms, much to her dismay, were restrained. Her mind started to panic and rebel at the thought of being tied down, but she quelled her fears knowing they would do her no good. After calming down and continuing her inspection, she also noted a pinched sensation in her left wrist. Lastly she opened her eyes which of course were next to useless; because, for her, the scenery never changed.

Changing gears, she decided it was time to focus on her unknown surroundings. This time she took in a gentler breath through her nose; as she scented the air, she attempted to taste it, much like a snake does when it flickers its forked tongue. A multitude of similar smells assaulted her delicate nose. She set herself to the task of sorting through them all.

The chief priority among them was the smell of illness and blood, a sharp and tangy odor that leaves a bitter taste in the mouth while twisting your innards into knots. While that one was the strongest it was in no way the only one. She could detect the chalky scent of medicines, the harsh smell of chemical cleaners and plastic; she could smell plastic everywhere. All of this lead her to the conclusion that she was in a hospital, and from the sounds in the distance that filtered into her, she was in a busy one at that.

"Okay, so I'm detained in a strange medical room with an insane beeping sound, and the last thing I remember is being chased," she shuddered briefly as she remembered the rain soaked ground that slowed her escape.

She pushed that memory, as well as the dark events that lead her to being ran out of town, to the back of her mind as she thought to herself, "Well, I think I've stayed here long enough,"

She forced herself to lay flat against the bed; she slowly and completely relaxed every muscle in her body. She calmed herself to the point that she barely breathed, her heartbeat slowed and not a trace of tension could be found in her body. Slowly, she twitched her wrists, inching them from their confines. Her left hand snagged and she stopped moving it, but she eventually freed her right arm.

Reaching over with her free hand, she found the IVs that had hampered her movement. Bracing herself, she quickly and painlessly ripped them from her person, allowing them to flop away useless as they spilled blood and other fluids on the not so sterile floor. In retrospect, she figured the tubing was probably connected to an IV bag and a heart monitor which was no longer beeping at her.

She sprung from her bed recklessly as pain was blooming in her abused and unused limbs when she landed seemingly lightly on her feet. Grimacing and biting her tongue to keep from crying out, she continued forward as she failed to heed her body's warning. She put her arms out in front of her, taking only a few steps at a time until she came in contact with a solid wall.

"Well, Amaya, what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into this time?" she thought to herself, all the while using said wall to quickly locate the door while leaning against it.

She concentrated; she reached inside herself where her charka flowed strong and bright in her mind's eye. Grasping hold of it, she cast it about her like an invisible net, showing the bustling life forces of those around her. She was able to discover two things by doing this; first, her door was oddly unguarded, secondly the hall was almost empty, save a couple people whose energy she brushed against and a family of mice who had a home in the wall down by her feet somewhere.

It was the mice who felt her, their energy flaring as hers brushed over them. She found it odd, humans were never aware of her net; even the most skilled charka user would walk unknowingly into it, but animals were different. The animals in her net were always aware of her; she thought that it was a curious thing. Pushing those thoughts aside, she quickly set herself to the task of breaking out of her prison without Tebiki to be her eyes.

"You are dismissed," the Fifth Hokage spoke with authority.

Neji slipped into the Hokage's office passing by the exiting shinobi who was grumbling about having to make a sake run. He stood passively in front of his leader's desk waiting for acknowledgement.

"So I heard you managed to return the girl in one piece," Tsunade said without looking up from her paperwork.

"More or less," the shinobi before her answered.

This time Tsunade looked up meeting the eyes of Neji Hyuuga and managed to not flinch. Truth be told, from a young age she'd always found the eyes of the legendary Hyuuga clan frightening. However from a medical stand point they were quite fascinating. Although at this moment in time neither were the case for Neji's gaze was giving her a questioning feeling.

"I think less is the operative word here," she quipped in response.

The white eyed ninja remained stoic as ever. The Hokage folded her hands under her chin giving the Jounin before her a speculative look, assessing him as if he were one of her patients and not her underling.

"If that is …"

"Why are you here?"

"Excuse me?" Neji questioned, managing to still sound respectful.

"You heard me." The blonde gave a small smile, "And don't tell me you're here to give a report, because you and I both know that you always send another team member to do it." She leaned back in her chair, "All this leads me to believe that you're here after something."

"Who is she?" He asked directly; beating around the bush was not his forte, taking another couple steps closer to his leader's desk.

"If you're referencing the girl I had you bring in, I'm sorry to say I have no idea who she is."

Neji gave her an incredulous look, "You're not serious are you."

"I'm quite serious, hers is a curious case, I only took it because I found it interesting."

Tsunade yawned, arms reaching above her head, bowing her back, looking much like a bored cat. This visual image was far from the reality of it all, in-fact, she was highly amused by this whole conversation. Of course, she had expected someone to come questioning her; the Elders perhaps, sticking their noses where they don't belong. She had even considered the possibility of questions from Sakura. Although, Tsunade had never entertained the idea that Neji would even be remotely interested in the girl when she assigned him to lead the team; especially considering that the timing of it all had worked out so well for him.

"Besides, what's it to you who she is anyway," Tsunade gave him a pointed look, thinking she had cornered him, "especially since I heard you'd been looking for any reason to get out of the village…"

Neji manages to not flinch as Lady Tsunade's words and warning to back off the subject hit home. Just as the Hyuuga was about to excuse himself, a crashing was heard outside the door.

The next few moments were a flurry of activity; the doors were blown open as if by a powerful sudden burst of wind. The Hokage's papers were sent cycloning through the air as a tiny purple blur pasted over Neji's head. It was almost too fast for the shinobi to see, let alone track. Two other nameless ninja came barreling into the room in hot pursuit of something. A sharp, surprised gasp brought everyone's attention back into Tsunade's direction.

The sight that greeted everyone in the room seemed so impossible it was almost serial. A girl now stood behind Lady Tsunade, seemingly to have just appeared out of thin air. She was small in stature, with raspberry colored hair that fell in tangles around her face. Her eyes sparked wild like an emerald fire as she glared though narrow eyes. Of course, that is not what had set everyone off. It was what the girl was doing that filled the air with sparking charkra flow.

She had a fist full of the Hokage's blonde hair and bowed her back to keep her off balance. With eyes unfocused, she held a kunai knife right up against the throat of the taller woman. Then she spoke; her voice was soft with a hard edge, like a velvet covered blade.

"Where am I, Who are you, and what the hell is going on!"

I'm so sorry it took so long for me to update, please refrain from taking out contracts on my head. However I hope you have enjoyed this latest installment I will try to update again sooner.

**Zips away to parts unknown after receiving her passport**