Long after her loss at the training grounds, Sayuri had arrived at the hills, where she stood at one side of the tallest ones. Even though this spot was known to have the greatest view of the sunrises and sunsets, it was still a pretty good place to relax at through the rest of the day. The red-head would often come here by herself, and sometimes with a friend or two, but she would really rather be by herself most of the time.

The small konoichi took a seat on a nice, soft patch of grass. The ground was cold due to the winter weather, but it was still comfortable to sit in. The girl plopped herself down as a cold breeze traveled across the field, chilling anything in its path.

The wind was soothing for Sayuri. Her cheek had swollen up from the blow delivered by Minazuki earlier, and the cold day lessened the pain slightly. There was also a deep wound in her right shoulder, from where she was stabbed. It had almost stopped bleeding by now, but it stained her new winter clothes. The konoichi had picked the wrong day to start wearing them. There was now a large tear in her sleeve from where the knife penetrated through it, and she was covered in dirt after digging underground.

Come to think of it, what were the two fighting about again? This made the konoichi think for a while, back to this morning when she had accidentally bumped into Minazuki. The red-head wanted to avoid a useless battle at first, but when the Katara child talked down on Sayuri's older brother, that was when her temper got to her. The small girl sighed, feeling a bit stupid over this whole thing, but no one ever insults her brother and got away with it. Her opponent had also insulted her two team mates, which only Sayuri was allowed to do, and no one else. Anyone that made fun of her friends would probably end up in a lot of pain coming from a tiny girl.

The red-head decided to lay down, but ended up wincing in pain as he shoulder shifted slightly. This was the problem with her and close combat; the girl was small enough to be lifted up fairly easily, which results in the opponent taking full advantage of their height and weight. Back in her academy days, the usually tossed around or pinned down during taijutsu practice. Now, if she were going up against a real enemy, she would have been easily pummeled if she ever got captured.

Now that she was flat on her back on the slanted ground, Sayuri had a clear view of the sky, and she had taken a certain side of the hill so the light from the sun was not blinding her. Though, why was everything red? Oh right, she still had her goggles on. The girl could not forget the look on the villagers' faces when she walked by them. Just imagine a girl wearing red-tinted goggles, with a bleeding arm and a swollen cheek, along with dirt covered clothes, just walking around nonchalantly down the streets.

Moving the goggles so that it was on top of her head, the young konoichi shifted to get more comfortable, being careful not to move her shoulder much. It was in pain. Her left hand, which was putting pressure on the wound of her right shoulder, was tinted red with her own dried blood. The bleeding should have stopped by now, leaving Sayuri with only the pain on her shoulder and left cheek to deal with.

As she lay there, staring up at the fluffy clouds, she could not help but think about the memories she had at this spot; both being sweet and painful right now. This was where her older brother and herself used to sit, enjoying a popsicle that they had split in half to share. After the disappearance of her beloved sibling, the younger Sayuri was left a alone at the hills, which a frozen treat to big for her to eat alone.

Sighing, Sayuri reached to her chest with her left hand, grabbing a hold of something that always hung around her neck. It was a white stone; a rare one. It would shine if one were to hold it up, and glimmer with sparkles in the light. This was something very precious to the red-head, and would probably die if it were to get lost. With her slightly tanned fingers on the leather strap that help the charm, she held it into the air, with her now soft blue eyes staring at it. A moment later, her eyes were shut, but she was not asleep. She was simply lost in thought.

[[ OOC: I know... It's kinda long... xD;; Sorry to those who don't like to read~ (Though, I dunno why you even RP if you don't read. >_> ) ]]

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Naruto: Tales of Iwagakure

Sayuri was still awake, but her mind was drifting off to the dream world. She could remember the image of Kaiyou perfectly; Light blond hair, crystal blue eyes, and light skin. He could almost be the spitting image of their father. With the exception of the blue eyes, Sayuri had the appearance of her mother, who had left the family when she was just a baby.

As she lay in the grass out in the cold weather, the red-head could envision the scene of a past memory. She would be running around, playing a game of tag with her older sibling. The sun was bright is always is in the spring, with flowers blooming in the trees. Himoto would come by once in a while and to hang out with Kaiyou. Sayuri was not too sure, but with the way those two were acting toward each other, they could easily be mistaken as a couple. She would not know now; Her brother is dead.

Sayuri's daydream was interrupted as she heard someone's light footsteps on the grass. She guessed that person to be Otikaru, who probably came looking for her to make sure she gets the wound on her shoulder treated soon. Before she could open her eyes to look up, she felt herself being shaken vigorously. Her eyes shot open at the pain on her shoulder as it was roughly being moved around. Sayuri wanted to cry out, but bit her lip instead.

"Ah! Hey! Stop it!" It was then that she realized that it was not Otikaru, but her other team mate; Minato. By the way he was speaking, it sounded like he thought the red-head was dead or something. She was still being shaken, and her shoulder started to bleed again.

"Ow! Minato! Stop! That hurts!" The boy failed to notice that she was awake. She was still being shaken. "Minato! MINATO!" Finally, smacked him upside the head to get his attention.

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Naruto: Tales of Iwagakure

Alive? What on earth was Minato talking about? He was acting like she was just in a near-death situation or something. Oh wait, maybe she was...

Sayuri thought back to the battle she had with Minazuki a few couple of minutes ago. If Sayuri had not moved when she did, she could have been stabbed in the chest instead of the shoulder. Was her opponent truly trying to kill her over something stupid? Then again, Sayuri did bomb the sparring area, but what was she to do? Explosives is her specialty, and without them, the red-head might not be able to fight at all.

The right shoulder had started bleeding again, but not as much as before. Sayuri had been spending too much time thinking at the hills, and should probably be at the hospital getting the wound treated before it leaves a nasty scar. The small girl looked over Minato, who appeared to be in a panic as he searched himself for his belongings. Placing her left hand on her shoulder once again, the red-head sighed and spoke calmly this time.

"Whoa, Minato, calm down... It's nothing serious, I'm alright." That was when she listened to Minato's suggestion, which was something about taking her to the hospital. An inaudible sigh escaped her lips as she heard this. Her over-protective father was the head medic, and would probably freak out if he found his only child in a hospital room with a wound on her shoulder. She would rather go to the hospital than have her friend treat the would out here though, and she doubt a little ointment and some bandages would do the trick. Looking back at Minato, she stood up and faced the path back to the village.

"Alright, if you're still worried, we'll go to the hospital. I was just on my way there anyway. C'mon." With that, she began to make her way down the hill.

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Naruto: Tales of Iwagakure

As she began to make her way down the tallest hill, she stopped when she was about three quarters of the way down. The Kusabana girl could not help but notice that the color of the sky was getting warmer as the sun had begun to make its way to the horizon. Exactly how long was she laying around the hills? Had she fallen asleep? Actually, how long did that battle with Minazuki take? The red-head blinked before she could hear a voice calling out to them.

"Huh?" Sayuri turned around to see no one other than Shugo at the lower area of the hill, waving at her and Minato, if her team mate had not tripped and rolled down the hill yet. Even if he did not, there was still a high possibility of that happening, knowing how clumsy Minato is. Shaking her head at the thought, the konoichi turned her attention back to Shugo.

"Oh, thanks for telling us that, but I was just about on my way to the hospital." Where else would she be going? She would have been fine with just some medicine at home and some bandages, her shoulder was bleeding once again thanks to the empty-headed Minato. Well, at least it was not bleeding as much as before when she received the wound.

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Naruto: Tales of Iwagakure

Before Sayuri could answer, Shugo already had her arm and had ripped open the section of the sleeve with the hole in it. She really could not protest against damaging her new clothing any further, since there was probably no way for her to fix it. Well, at least every shinobi appears to have five sets of the same exact clothing in their closet.

The red-head watched as he began to treat her wound, thinking that it would be just the same old thing she sees every other day when she watches her father work at the hospital. There would just be the wound being cleaned, treated with medicine, and finally wrapped in bandages. However, the Tsubasa's way of treating injuries was pretty different from that.

The small konoichi could not help but jump ever so slightly as Shugo's tongue suddenly made contact with her flesh. Was he licking the wound?! Feeling a bit uncomfortable, Sayuri placed her left hand on his shoulder, while the other one held his bicep. She was gently trying to push him, telling to go away, but soon, he was done. The wound was clean, and it had stopped bleeding once again. Now Shugo was holding some gel in a bottle.

Oh no, she knew what that stuff probably was. Medicines like that were always used on flesh wounds. It almost looked like the gel her father used on her when she cut her knee open as a child. She could not forget that great, stinging sensation. Now all Sayuri could do was watch Shugo about to use it. She braced herself for she will soon feel her shoulder burning as if it were in a bonfire, but surprisingly, she did not feel any pain at all. In fact, the gel felt soothing. In a few moments, a makeshift bandage was wrapped around her shoulder and the treatment was done. The red-head blinked as she looked down at the orange scarf, and then turned to Shugo.

"Uh... Thanks..." she said. She really could not say that what the Tsubasa did was strange, but at least now she did not have to go to the hospital and have her father worry.

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Naruto: Tales of Iwagakure