Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Naruto or any of the characters, but my dream in the future is to have a life sized atomically create Gaara and he be my living plushie..

It was midnight, the hospital was dead of any form of life that would grace it besides the occasional nurse that would drop by or the janitor sweeping up the halls.. It was a boring thing, rehabilitating and getting back to health. It was so troublesome, such a long process that didn't help the spirit of the girl in particular who was awoke. A nightmare had disturbed her slumber, not much of a slumber she had anyway. Pale fingers caressed the cork of a bottle, medicine for the ache she had in her chest from her own cousin doing such damage to her. It was unfortunate the girl's position, she didn't know what to do or how she'd go about doing it.. For now she let the hospital take its time, not like her family wished her to be there anyway..

The dream was horrendous, her father disowned her to the full extent.. She had been banned anywhere near the Hyuuga manner, she had felt a pain on her cheek as she was thrown from the manor in her dream. It stung, like a slap in the face had been insued before she had fully succumbed to the dream.. It made her heart sink further. The shy girl was not at fault for trying to prove she was worth something. Even if it was just a little bit. It was better than nothing in her mind. Better than being a weak, shy, nobody that was called weird and not noticed. Not acknowledged for what she dreamed, not acknowledged for how things could be, how she wanted them to be, how much she trained and worked for them to be. They had not noticed she had gotten much better, that she split from her group since the Chunin exams and Naruto's departure with this 'Pervy-Sage'

He had only told herself and Lee, it seemed in the whiles she had been acknowledged by Naruto more than ever and with that came with her realizing she just admired his courage, his strength to believe in himself. By basking in his glow, his belief maybe she could grab at it and she could be like him too.. She also, after wandering through the hospital while the nurses were on break to Lee's room at him falling form his bed attempting to walk. For once he just wished to stand, stretch and look at the world which his Taijutsu might never grace again. It was unfortunate like her own situation, she had spoke with him.. Exchanged hearted words that would have Hinata admire his will power, to fight for what he wanted to do no matter the cost. Even if it meant his life, he's give it all.. He'd give it all to impress, to make his Gai-sensei proud.

Hinata learned much from them, it was better than being alone better than waiting for the snow to cascade on her cheeks when winter would come and pray it would freeze her. Praying it would ease the sorrow, the despair in her heart. The pain, it was emotional a wound that was so deep.. Cut so precise as if deliberate it happened to be so. She had learned to isolate herself. Shino accepted what she was doing, he understood and let his words of subtle kindness reach her mind.. Letting her know even though she was not around him, she would always have a friend in him. The same with Kiba, except he was more reluctant to accept that she was breaking away. Making a solitude for her own existence. It was unfortunate yes, her heart went out to him.

"I will not be an insignificant bug to my homeland" Hinata glared out the window at the mood, the moon smiling on her determination and egged her on. "I am not alone, I will be prove myself.. I will like Lee will become a splendid ninja, I excellent konochi. I will prove them wrong." She said quietly within the depths of her mind, she closed her eyes as veins protruded art around her eyes. Hinata breathed heavy in her chest. This determination from such a quiet one roused the entity in the distance.. Hinata glared her vision taking in everything, she could see.

Head fell back as the moon winked at her, telling her to rest her head, telling her many a things would grace her soon. She would prove herself and she was ready. Weary eyes slipped closed at the pain in her chest, it throbbed erratically and her heavy mind pushed her despair back, her determination, sorrow, and worry to the depth of her conscious to allow her body to act. IT suppress everything and let her slumber renew.. Her dream was none, blanket of velvet wrapped around her gentle. She was ready..

Angry as a Blizzard

..Silent as the Snow