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It Was You, Hinata	By : Rockrgrl4 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Hello again!

So I'll cut the crap and let you guys read Chapter 6 of my ongoing fanfic, It Was You, Hinata. Remember, I don't own Naruto, and enjoy! ^^

Time flies quickly, Hinata mused, as she readied herself for her meeting with the Kazekage. It was Friday already, and she had been in Sunagakure a full two weeks. Although much progress had been made with Suna's medicinal programs already, many members of the hospital staff were still posing a great challenge to the leaf medic. That was perhaps the greatest challenge at present, Hinata thought to herself, as a certain memory suddenly came to mind.

FLASHBACK:

"I don't know what you're thinking, Hinata-sama. We simply cannot mix those two medicines-"

"Yes," the former heiress tiredly sighed, "you can. Herbs aren't like prescription drugs, their chemical properties-"

"Do not matter," a second stubborn hospital nurse interjected, "mixing medicines are against our guidelines. If used incorrectly, they can produce lasting harmful effects. Not to mention both ourselves and the hospital can get sued-"

"Well heaven forbid you two get sued for trying to save a life," the Hyuuga woman impatiently snapped, "I'm here to teach, and you're supposed to be here to learn. What is the point of my being here if you are only going to argue with me?"

"You know what?" The first nurse snottily replied, "Fine. You're going to run this hospital into the ground, and I refuse to go down with it." Bitterly, the nurse turned to her counterpart. "I'm so done with this," she angrily told her friend, and then she turned back to Hinata. "Fine," the nurse hissed, "Go ahead! Kill your patients, give the nurses false medical information, fire staff that has worked here for longer than you've been ALIVE!" she screamed. "Side with the monster, everyone! I mean, why NOT?" the angered nurse cackled hysterically, "What do we have to lose? Oh, only our village!" she finished, throwing her cap on the ground. "I quit." She spat in Hinata's face, "Good luck with your 'mission' Hinata-SAMA." Turning to face her other nurse friend, she threw a dirty look at Hinata and promptly walked out of the building. Hinata, utterly defeated, resisted the urge to bury her face in her hands. Biting her lip, she closed her eyes and took in a deep, steadying breath. Before she could open them, however, she felt a hand rest on her shoulder. Her eyes burst open, and she found a kind smile staring back at her. It was the other nurse-the one that had been standing beside the woman that had just quit. "That shouldn't have happened," she told the distraught leaf medic, and offered an apologetic smile, "but it's good that it did. At least now we don't have to worry about it. It needed to happen, anyway."

"But-but I don't understand," Hinata managed, "I thought you two were-"

"Friends? Yes," the woman finished with a sad smile, "but there are those who can accept change, and those who cannot. Haruka-san was such a person."

"I-I see," Hinata sincerely replied, trying to keep her composure. "I'm so sorry; I never intended to cause trouble, and now you've lost a friend because of me-"

"And I've gained real, true knowledge of how to help others because of you as well," the nurse interjected, "I don't have to watch my family and friends die anymore from simple, infectious diseases-let alone major ones. I owe you much more than I could ever give you in return-we all do. Do not fret over such nonsense. It never would have lasted, anyway. We fought over even the most ridiculous of things, and we never did see eye-to-eye about Kazekage-sama. However, regardless of what she, or anyone else here thinks about Gaara-sama," her voice increased in volume, and suddenly she was talking to everyone in the facility, "we are here to learn, not to argue or to prove our political beliefs. Either way, she is here to help us improve our lifestyles, and to save our own people. If anyone else here is honestly thick enough to think that is a bad thing, then leave. Right now. We don't need anyone else hindering our learning environment."

There was a slight pause, and not one person so much as even flinched. All within the room stayed completely still, waiting for someone to say something. Then suddenly, a male nurse spoke from the back of the room. "Kazekage-sama has nothing to do with our work environment, and his being Kazekage never mattered until you, Hinata-sama, arrived. Even before you came here to help us, we all knew that he was the best thing-the best leader-for our village. It is amazing, is it not, how quickly opinions can change?" A sudden murmur of agreement ran through the crowd, and he continued. "We all knew Gaara-sama was a great Kage, especially after his abduction by the Akatsuki. His allowing Hinata-sama to come here is no different. Everything he does, he does in benefit of our village, and she is here to give us her knowledge. We need not be greedy, whiny, and petulant about this, even if our beliefs do conflict. Everyone here needs to hold their tongues and do their jobs. If you want to quit like Haruka-san, do it now, as Ayumu-san has said. If you are not here to learn, then you have no purpose here."

Finally, two more people-a nurse and a doctor-left, and the rest stood standing in support of their mentor and Kage, and after the last person had cleared out Ayumu turned to face Hinata once again with a smile. "You were saying?"

END FLASHBACK

Even with the encouragement that memory provided to the former heiress, Hinata had never been as nervous as she was right now. She was making her way to the Kazekage's offices, with Seiji-Kazekage-sama's assistant-in the lead, because she did not know the way to the Kage's office building as of yet. The two silently traveled through the bustling village at an even pace, yet it seemed like time was going backwards as they passed hopeful vendors beckoning at their wagons with offers of half price delicacies and trinkets, sales and specialties. With every step, Hinata's heartbeat grew more frantic, and she clutched the folder containing her written report even tighter to her chest as she walked. 'Breathe Hinata, breathe', her inner encouraged, as they entered the building. Seiji steadily led the way up several flights of stairs, occasionally greeting someone passing by with a friendly hello. Hinata tried to appreciate the bustling atmosphere of the work environment there, and even tried to admire the offices' interior design, but her nervousness won out and she eventually settled for trying to calm her inner agitation. Finally, when they came to a stop at the Kage's office door, Seiji turned to face the former Hyuuga heiress. "You need to wait here," he started, "Gaara-sama needs to be notified of your arrival."

Numbly, Hinata nodded her understanding. Pale as a sheet, she bit her lip to keep it from trembling, and Seiji, noticing her discomfort and apprehension, offered her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry," he offered, "Kazekage-sama is a good man now, and he is not as he used to be. Most of the stories you will hear concerning him are slanderous. Do not believe them." He flashed another smile of encouragement and moved toward the door.

Hinata, clearly shocked from Seiji's comments, replied, "But I'm not afraid of Kazekage-sama! I consider him a good friend-"

"Then why are you so pale?" Seiji chuckled, "You look as if you're about to have a heart attack."

At that, Hinata's cheeks rapidly gained a pink tinge from embarrassment. "Ah, I-I…well…" She desperately searched for an explanation.

"Yes," Seiji encouraged, a small smile on his face, "You…?"

Hinata ducked her head in embarrassment, suddenly reverting back to the shy little girl of twelve she once was. "I'm nervous about the meeting," she muttered, not sure why she was sharing this information with a total stranger, "I mean, some of the hospital staff still hate me and I don't-"

Seiji chuckled lightly, interrupting her mid-sentence. He smiled reassuringly at her when she lifted her gaze to meet his again and he promptly turned, taking one last step and closing the distance between himself and the door. "I see," he answered seriously, although Hinata could see he was barely containing a snicker. Placing his hand on the doorknob, he turned his head slightly in order to shoot her a happy smirk. "Then if I were you," he cheerfully offered, "I wouldn't be so worried." With that, the mischievous assistant had disappeared into the office, leaving an incredibly confused and irritated former heiress behind.

Gaara sighed to himself as he leaned back in his chair. He was sitting at his desk in his office, waiting for Hinata to begin her report. She was nervous, he could tell, but she was trying her best not to show it. Her posture was even more perfect than usual, and she held her head up high, but he could see the near-terror in her eyes. He knew this was her first solo mission in a foreign village, and so he could somewhat understand her fears-he was former jinchuuriki Gaara, after all-but she sat there waiting for him to begin looking as if she was standing in front of a firing squad. 'That much fear about a simple mission report?' Gaara thought to himself. He couldn't begin to fathom the origin of such strong anxiety.

"Hinata-san, do you need a glass of water?" The red head asked, concerned.

"Wha-What?" The former heiress snapped out of her reverie. "oh-OH!" she cried out, her eyes widening in realization. Immediately, her hands shot out, fumbling for her report, and she spouted her apologies. "Gaara-san, I am so sorry. Please forgive my carelessness. I have the report right here, please just give me a moment. I really am sorry, I-"

"That's enough, Hinata," Gaara sighed, leaning forward from his previously reclined position in his chair, "It's understandable."

"But I-"

"Hinata," he interjected sternly, cutting her off, "really. It's fine."

Nearly pouting at his putting a stop to her verbal regret, she looked as if she had just been denied a toy she had really, really wanted her daddy to buy her. Trying to conceal a rare grin at her childishness, Gaara continued, "Are you ready to give your report now?"

With a sheepish expression plastered on her face, Hinata nodded.

"Good," Gaara said, back to business, "Then tell me about the staffing issues you've been having..."

Getting up from her seat, Hinata's limbs were numb. Honestly, how could Gaara bear to sit that long in his chair? Hinata had only been sitting for about 45 minutes, and her feet had already fallen asleep. A voice sounded, startling Hinata from her thoughts. "Hinata-san?" Gaara questioned, "Are you sure you're alright?"

Smiling, Hinata responded, "Yes Gaara-san, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

"Hn." The red head grunted, "Well, I'm afraid before I dismiss you we have another issue to discuss."

Hinata's head shot up-his statement had engaged her interest. Besides her mission at the hospital, what else could he possibly want to discuss with her?

"It seems," Gaara started, "that situations within the village aren't that great, especially with other villages' shinobis' presence. I would not normally ask this of anyone other than my own shinobi, but this seems to be a special case. Before your arrival, several members of Sunagakure's border patrol found the bodies of a mist genin team and their sensei, who was the son of one of a past Mizukage. I received intelligence late last night claiming that one of the bodies of the young genin contained a possible coded message. My own ANBU intelligence personnel tried to break the code, but didn't succeed. The message is weaved within layers of chakra, and it is meant to be broken and read only by someone who can see chakra paths clearly and try to redefine and reverse the patterns of chakra into a message. However, that would take someone with not only perfect chakra control, but someone who is able to see the chakra networks and know what methods and patterns of chakra the writer of the code used. Do you understand where I'm going with this?"

"Yes," Hinata nodded, "You want me to try to break the code?"

Solemnly, Gaara nodded. "Yes. I have a suspicion about what it says-," he broke off for a moment to lift his gaze from the papers on his desk to her face, studying it, and continued, "but I sincerely hope it is not true. However, for now, yes, that is all I need you to do. Since you have your Byakugan, it will be much easier and more time-effective for you to try to break the code than it would for my intelligence personnel to try to spend many tedious hours trying to unravel its contents. Since this is a matter of such importance, I want it to be solved as soon as possible. I'm sure you understand that." He sighed, tiredly dragging a hand over his face. "I understand that you are only here under Leaf's orders for a mission of a medicinal nature only, and you do not have to do this. I am only asking a favor from you, and honestly, I do not blame you if you decline. It would be helpful, however, if you agreed."

Hinata thought to herself for a moment, and then nodded. "I would be happy to help, Gaara-san," she smiled, "Our two villages are allies now-it is expected that we help each other out-and I'm sure Naruto-kun would not mind my helping you with this. I will do it."

Gaara gave her a small smile of relief. "Thank you, Hinata-san, really. Both myself and my village appreciate it."

Hinata waved her hand, dismissing his gratitude. "Don't worry about it," she shrugged, "I'm here to help." Smiling, she asked, "When do you want me to take a look at it?"

Gaara blinked, "Ah, I suppose you could start now if you wished…"

"Then that would be fine," the heiress chuckled, "if the matter is so important, I would rather get it done sooner rather than later, and I'm sure you would agree, Kazekage-sama."

Gaara was so astonished with her eagerness to help out his village he didn't even bother correcting her calling him Kazekage-sama again rather than his preferred name. Not many people would have accepted what she had just agreed to, let alone be ready to start on it right away, because they wouldn't be doing it for their own village. Hinata, he knew from their past meetings, was an uncommonly kind person, especially for a kunoichi, but every day this woman surprised him more and more. Rising from his seat, he motioned for her to follow him. "Come. I'll show you to where they're currently working." He bowed his head in thanks toward her, "Thank you again, Hinata-sama, for agreeing to this."

Hinata smiled once again and responded the only way she could; she wordlessly motioned for him to lead the way to where she would start her new "mission".

Heeeyyyyy guys!

Ha-ha I'm in a good mood….although I really don't know why. Lol! Anyways, I wanted to post this chapter, and I know it's really short, but this seemed like a good place to stop…it's a good cliffie(ish) spot. So I'm gonna just leave it at this. Be looking for a new update, which I hope to be soon, and thanks once again for being such loyal readers/fans/viewers….whatever you call yourselves.

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