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Save the Pieces

White.

That was the first thing she saw.

She squinted, adjusting her eyes to the light pouring generously from the open window.

The two nurses, who had been gossiping quietly in the corner, turned their attention to the previously unconscious Hyuuga heiress.

"Is she…awake? I swear I heard the sheets ruffle." One said to another in a hushed tone.

The shorter one of the two shook her head in response.

"You're imagining things lately, Aiko. She's been in a coma for over two months now. There are rumors of Tsunade-sama has even considered shifting her back to the Hyuuga Complex – perhaps she's given up hope, as well." The nurse said sensibly.

The other nurse nodded, and left after glancing at her black, wristwatch.

"It's time for Yoshida-san's medication. He gets crabby if I'm late." She explained, hurriedly leaving the other nurse alone in the hospital room.

The short, red-haired nurse took a final glance at the unmoving heiress.

"Poor thing." She muttered to herself, shaking her head in pity.

Her eyes finally managed to open all the way, taking in the clinically white walls and ceiling of the hospital room.

'Where am I?'

She pressed a hand to her head, and gently massaged her temples to stop the throbbing pain in her head.

She felt groggy; as if she had gotten up from a long, long nap.

Pushing herself up into a sitting position on the bed, with the support of one the pillows, she took a quick look around the room again.

The bed, the room, the voices…after a moment's consideration, she concluded she was in a hospital.

'Why can't I remember anything?'

Suddenly, a blonde, voluptuous woman burst unexpectedly into the room, followed closely by a woman with short, black hair.

The blonde woman walked over to the bed, and seated herself in one of visitor's chairs.

"Welcome back, Hinata." She said warmly.

"Hinata," She was confused, "a sunny place?"

The blonde woman's eyes widened greatly, and something flickered behind them.

She averted her gaze, and said, more to herself than Hinata,

"I was afraid this would happen."

"She can't recall a thing, Shizune." Tsunade said, frustrated, as she sat at her desk, pondering how to handle Hinata's delicate situation.

Shizune nodded, at a loss for a response.

"She still has her basic skills, but she's forgotten everything about her life from being a kunoichi to her name to…" Tsunade trailed off, preferring to not continue.

"I know." Shizune said simply, unsure of what Tsunade was getting to.

"Maybe…maybe it's a blessing disguised as a curse, Shizune. At least if she doesn't remember, she doesn't have to bear the pain of," Tsunade paused for a second, but forced herself to continue, "Naruto's death."

Shizune reached out to comfortingly pat her friend's shoulder.

"She knows nothing of the mission that stole both her husband and her memory, now. And, there's no need for her to know, either." Tsunade finished sadly.

"But, how can we – " Shizune started, but was interrupted by Tsunade.

"When I call Hiashi today to inform him of his daughter's condition, I will make it clear that Hinata is not to know of Naruto's existence or importance in her life. This will also be made clear to her friends and teammates. Besides, in her state, Hinata will be unable to even mourn properly. She cannot grieve for a man she no longer knows." Tsunade said.

"Hai." Shizune bit her lip in anxiety. She understood that Tsunade wanted to protect Hinata, however, what would happen if Hinata ever was to retrieve her memory was what made her worry.

Her name was Hinata.

Hyuuga Hinata, heiress to the powerful Hyuuga Clan.

She was skilled ninja, as well, supposedly.

Hinata reviewed the facts she had learned about herself from the busty woman, who was named Tsunade and who claimed to be the Leader of the village.

Konoha.

Apparently, she had grown up here.

She had a family.

A father and a little sister.

Her mother had died several years ago, when she was seven years old.

Her cousin was part of the ANBU, an organization of elite ninjas.

Tsunade-san had informed her that she would leave the hospital tomorrow, to live with her family.

My family, Hinata repeated in her head.

'What am I going to do now?'

Hinata knew that she used to be a ninja before the "incident", the mission she had gone on alone, but now that she had no knowledge of basic ninja skills, what was she supposed to do?

Was Tsunade-san going to help her or was she on her own after being released from the hospital's care?

'But I have a family,' She reminded herself. She wasn't alone – they would take care of her.

"This is your room." Hanabi said, opening the sliding, paper door.

Hinata looked around.

The room resembled the rest of the house.

Traditional, simple, and elegant.

However the room was rather bare, as if it hadn't been inhabited for very long.

Any personal belongings telling of the inhabitant were missing.

There was just a futon in the corner; a few cardboard boxes stacked in the corner, a vanity, and a photograph of a younger Hinata with a woman – her mother, probably.

"Don't I – don't I have any stuff?" Hinata looked around, confused.

"Uh, no," Hanabi started uncomfortably, "you were, you were living by yourself before the…most of your stuff is in your apartment. Father has sent for it."

"Ah." Hinata replied.

She had an apartment?

No one had told her that.

"I'll leave you to get settled in, then. Some of your stuff is inside those boxes. The rest will be here by tomorrow." Hanabi said, leaving her alone in her room.

Hinata frowned.

Why couldn't she remember the room?

Her small hands fisted in frustration, as she sat on the futon.

"Good morning, Tsunade-san." Hinata greeted the older woman politely, entering her office tentatively.

The blonde woman nodded and gestured that she should take a seat.

"Hinata, I'm sure you're wondering why I've called you here. Seeing as you can no longer be a ninja, I wanted to know if you would like another job?" She asked.

"Yes, but what can I do?" Hinata asked eagerly. She didn't want to spend all her time sitting at home.

Besides, most of her "family" barely spoke or acknowledged her, any way.

Hanabi visited occasionally, but she, also, was busy with her own training.

"You can always work here, doing paperwork and such for me." Tsunade suggested.

Hinata nodded, waiting for her to continue.

"Well, actually, I have someone here already doing most of the paperwork. He's another ninja, but he…well, let's say he committed an offense, and is working here to escape prison and probation." She explained, "but there's more than enough paperwork here for the both of you."

Hinata smiled.

"You'll report tomorrow for work, 8 a.m." Tsunade told her.

Hinata nodded in reply,

"I'll leave, then." She said, rising from her chair and leaving.

Tsunade wished her good luck silently as she left her office.

Author's Notes: Tell me what you think. Should I continue or not? Your reviews will be very much appreciated. Bye!!