Reborn as Sakura and Hinata: Lost in the Wind

Soul Searching

I leaned back with a dramatic sigh, head falling into Shino's lap, "Shino, everything is terrible!"

"But you're out of house arrest?" Shino quirked a brow, gazing down at me quizzically.

"But I wanted to be a jounin so bad!" I whined, "I did so much in the past month I thought I was sure to get it!"

"You applied to be a jounin?" his tone had a touch more concern now, "I'm not sure if that was a good idea. Why? I think the responsibility might be too much for you."

I sat up with an indignant huff, "Is not!"

"Sakura," Shino sighed, "I wouldn't have even recommended Hinata. Why? At our age I just am not sure if we'd be able to handle the jobs they'd give us."

"But I am ready!" I pouted, "And now that I'm a level five sealing master I might not be able to level up anymore without being promoted."

Shino seemed to consider it, "I suppose Lady Tsunade would know what jobs to give you."

"Yeah," I scoffed, "And I even got my two recommendations!"
"Then why weren't you promoted?" Shino asked.

"Because apparently I need a psych evaluation!" I cried in exasperation.

"That's it?" Shino glared at me, unimpressed.

"You don't understand!" I whined, flopping onto him again, "I hate psychiatrists!"

Shino placed his hand on my head, offering a placating pat, "Why?"

"They scare me." I mumbled, "I don't trust them, and I haven't done well with them in the past."

Shino pondered another moment, "Can you go with a person?"

I lifted my head in curiosity, "I can, why?"

"I was thinking of going myself." Shino shrugged, "Would you do it if we went together?"

I thought it over. Would that be a good idea? Would it even work? How would that work?

"Are you sure you want to know the results?" I muttered.

"I think I deserve to know the results if I'm dating you." Shino replied matter-of-factly.

I sighed, "I think I would... like going with you then."

"Alright," Shino nodded, "Let's make you a jounin."

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I sat next to Shino on the expensive looking couch, scooting closer to him for some sort of comfort in the spacious, a little too sterile feeling room.

A Yamanaka that I did not recognize sat across from us. She was a smart looking woman not because she had glasses or looked particularly stereotypical, although her outfit carried an air of class, but because she carried herself in the same manner as Beth; her trademark Yamanaka eyes glinted with an analytical sensibility.

"This is an odd setup." She noted, scanning her clipboard, "This isn't a couples' therapy but a consultation for Aburame and a psych eval for Haruno?"

"Yes." Shino nodded, "I'm here mainly for emotional support for Sakura."

"Who would like to start then?" she looked up at us with a smile.

"Shino's would probably take less time." I mumbled.

Shino glanced at me, "It seems we will begin with the consultation, then."

The woman nodded, shifting her papers around, "Alright then, Mr. Aburame," she looked to Shino, "What are your concerns?"