Hospital Hell

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Hinata was inwardly furious, the doctors at the hospital wanted to keep her in for a few more weeks; might she add... after... AFTER she had left for a complete day. She was extremely unhappy... she glared at the ceiling as she lay there. She didn't want to be all cooped up in the hospital again, but they wanted to do some tests and make sure she was ok. They had already done everything they needed to do, they just wanted her to stay there while they waited on the results.

Her friends had all come and gone, the only ones she was waiting on now; were Kankuro, Gaara, Temari, Sasori, and Deidara. She didn't understand fully why the last two wanted to come see her, but whatever, the more the merrier. They would give her something to do while she was forcibly cooped up here. She glared out the window and movement caught her eye. She blinked and looked out the door to find the guy from the coffee shop, the one that Neji would always take her to before school.

"Oh, hi. I didn't know you were actually awake." He said and she smiled. "Yeah, I've been here all day. They won't let me leave yet it's not fun at all." She sighed and he chuckled. "Oh I have no doubt. I was told to bring you something. A gift of sorts." He said and pulled a small rectangular box about a little over six inches long and four wide. He handed it to her as well as a bag of cinnamon roll and a cup of her favorite coffee. "The nurses are going to kill me for this." He laughed and she shrugged. "They'll have to deal, I'm not going to sit here and suffer in boredom. She opened the box and was surprised to find a galaxy s4 with headphones.

"Whoa... who is this from?" she asked and he grinned. "Your dad sent me with it. I think he's trying to do something." He laughed and Hinata rolled her eyes. "Of course." She said and turned the phone on. while she waited for it to boot up she began eating the treats that Izuna had brought her. "Thank you." She said and he smiled. "Its no problem. It's the least I can do." He said and she smiled at him. She continued to grab the phone and go straight to the media player.

Her eyes went wide as she read down the list of artist names. "Falling in reverse, Escape the Fate, mayday parade, Icon for hire, Of Mice and Men, Everyone dies in Utah, Disturbed, blink 182, Lights, Ellie Goulding, Good charlotte, Linkin park, Zebrahead, This Wild Life, Three days grace, Celldweller, Skillet, even A day to remember...! The list just goes on... you... you are amazing people. Who put the music on here?" she asked and he chuckled. "I think your father may have asked for a bit of help with that one." He said and she grinned.

"The taste in music, much strength there is, young padawon." She laughed and he rolled his eyes. "Alright yoda, I get it." he chuckled and she laughed even louder once she caught sight of one song. "I'm guessing Kankuro put in his one song as well?" she asked and he laughed. "Ah, I suppose you found it huh? The minecraft song?" he asked and she nodded. "Yeah. While I was comatose I heard it. I think Kankuro was singing it or something because in the dream I had the only one it connected with was Kankuro." She said and Izuna nodded.

"Well, I'm afraid I have to head on out, I have a shop to run, sadly enough. You should actually stop by and ask Madara for a job. I think he might actually give you one." Izuna chuckled and her cheeks became enflamed. "No!" she managed. "Absolutely not. I can't work with him!" she said and Izuna laughed. "Oh well. I thought you would like to learn how to make those sweet rolls, since obviously he makes them better than I do." He said as he walked out.

She sighed and flopped back onto the bed. She didn't really want to go to Madara's because he was the exact same, there was nothing different about him from her minds' eye made him out to be and how he actually was. He was the devil in human form. She sighed and rolled over to face the wall. She did envy him though... he lived his life the way he wanted to live it, not by how others made him. He ignored them all and did as he pleased, despite what everyone else thought of him.

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