Silence

66. Ramblings and Fair Warnings

Shizukana's P.O.V.

The days seemed to slowly blend. It had been the same routine over and over. It was no wonder that I was slowly getting irritated. Lady Tsunade had implemented so many rules that I might have spent the rest of my leave in the hospital.

Sakura tried to make things better. Things were interesting with her... the problem came after she leaves for work.

I promised to follow all the rules that Lady Tsunade said on one condition. The condition was that Sakura had to continue her shifts at the hospital. Obviously, it was rejected but with a bit of pleading, they caved in and assured me that Sakura would continue half of her shift while she stayed with me.

It wasn't what I wanted, but it was better than nothing.

Putting on my sandals, I glanced at the clock, mentally calculating how much longer Sakura would be at work. I was allowed to go out, but Lady Tsunade asked me to limit my traveling at least until my 'medical leave' ended.

Sighing to myself, I locked the door as I made my way down the corridor. I couldn't help but stop in front of Takada's door. Haru's door.

Huffing in exasperation, I continued walking. Just as I took a few steps, I heard a loud 'thud' and more clattering coming from behind Haru's door.

Spending a few seconds, I contemplated my decision before turning around and knocking on the door. I placed my hand in my purse, ready to pull out a kunai if needed.

Loud and hurried footsteps came from behind the door. On the other side was a disheveled Haru who had blood dripping from his hairline.

"Shizukana?" He asked, his eyes darting around the corridor before his hand went to his head, possibly where the wound was.

My hand gripping the kunai, I looked behind Haru to find a lot of stuff on the floor.

"Are you okay?" I asked, gesturing to the blood and the fallen things behind him. "I was passing by when I heard a loud noise. I wanted to see if you were alright."

"Oh," Haru exclaimed before looking behind. "Yeah, about that. I'm fine. I was cleaning because my mom said she was coming over to see me and I panicked cause I didn't clean and then she is very picky about how clean things are." His hands moved erratically as he continued his rambling. "I mean, it's been nearly a month since I moved in but I still haven't unpacked my things and I know she's going to say things and I was rushing when I slipped on some water and bumped into a box and fell to the flo-"

My eyes widened at the sudden rush of words, but chuckled softly when he realized what he was doing.

"I'm rambling, aren't I?" He said, his blood-tainted hand moving to his neck. He smiled sheepishly before nodding his head. "Yeah so. That's what happened."

He looked helpless, and he reminded me of Naruto. Going against my instincts, I sighed. "Do you want some help?"

It was his turn to widen his eyes. "Oh," he whispered. "Please, don't burden yourself. I can manage. I'm pretty sure that I can quickly move things around and solv-"

I interrupted him before he continued to ramble. "Please, it's no problem. I'm quite bored."

"But you seemed to be going somewhere?" He said, his hand gesturing to my clothes.

Knowing that I was just going to wander aimlessly, I whipped up a white lie. "I was coming back to my apartment."

"Why not then," He said as he opened his door wider, inviting me in. Walking in, I clutched my purse, unable to avoid my eyes from widening at the mess.