A breeze slipped through the slightly open window, lifting the translucent curtains.
The curtains alternated between billowing up and drooping down.
Inside the bright hospital room.
The rising and falling curtains looked like a work of art, and bathed in warm light, the tidy hospital room seemed almost dreamlike.
Only two people were in the room.
Obito Uchiha's earnest face came into Rin Nohara's view.
A smile gradually appeared on Obito Uchiha's face, as affectionate as it had been before.
"Rin, let's get married..." he said.
As he spoke, his face kept drawing closer.
"No-way-!"
Rin Nohara practically shouted it.
Startled awake by her own voice, Rin Nohara realized she was lying in bed, with a pitch-black ceiling above her.
What hospital room?
What Obito?
Was it a dream?
That dream again!
Ever since coming home from school that day, Rin Nohara had felt out of sorts. All night, she had been having the same absurd nightmare.
Her dreams were filled with Obito Uchiha, his repeated, awkward proposals, and scenes of him getting straight down to doing that sort of thing afterward.
Calm down!
Rin Nohara told herself inwardly.
It was only a nightmare!
How had I gotten home this evening?
No, I have to calm down!
I absolutely... have to calm down.
I don't need friends, and I don't want a man... I don't need entertainment, and hobbies don't matter...
Why... why had things turned out like this?
Obito proposed again, just like when we were little!
But... how exactly did I answer him?
I can't remember. I have absolutely no idea how I responded!
I must have been caught in a genjutsu!
Yes, that must be it.
With that thought in mind, Rin Nohara drifted back into a deep sleep.
Early the next morning.
Yanbai was making wontons