A reflex of mine, before the war at least, was to cry or faint. After the war, I grew a bit of a back bone, I guess you could say. I was finally able to tell my father no to a limited amount of things, I was able to ask Naruto about my confession, I was able to go on higher ranked missions. Needless to say, I was able to do a lot of things I couldn't do before.
But.
As soon as that grey haired creep closed the door, I broke down and wailed. Both Sasuke and the grey haired man looked at me. I couldn't tell you anything that happened after that because I was so gone. I basically cried myself to sleep that night (morning?).

I woke up the next day with a sore throat, puffy eyes and a stiff back. I sat up, still in my wedding dress, attempting to stretch my back while I yawned only to be offended by my own breath.
Wow.
I started to get up only to be stop by the snoring of someone on the ground. That snoring belonging to Sasuke.
Shit. How am I gonna get over him?
I whined to myself before scooting to the edge of the small bed. On the floor, I found the bags of clothes untouched. I went through one of them and found it to be Sasuke's bag. I looked over my shoulder before hiding one of his grey shirts under my butt. Then, I pulled up what was to be my bag and pulled out a pair of underwear, a comfortable bra and some nice white sweatpants. Everything is going great. I didn't wake up Sasuke, I have comfortable clothes, and I can get rid of this horrid 'wedding' dress that's been binding and hurting my chest and body. It's also probably the reason for my back pain. Only problem is there's a boy in the room.
Not just a boy, a man.
A grown ass man.
But he's sleeping.
But he could wake up.
Would you rather stay in that memory?
I'm right though. I do want to get out of this...
I looked back at the unmoved sleeping Uchiha, and sighed before reaching behind me to unzip the dress. I didn't make it even half way down before it got stuck. Goddammit.
"Need help with that?" a voice rang out from behind me.
I have never jumped so hard in my life. I fell off the bed, onto the bags, face first into Sasuke's bag. It felt like a full minute passed before I lifted myself off the floor. We made eye contact before he covered his eyes with his arm and asked again.
"You need help Hyuuga?"
This guy. I looked up at the ceiling, then at each of the walls before looking back at him.
"Y-yes please."
God, I sounded like a school girl. I haven't stuttered in years. Why now? I didn't have any more time to think because a calloused hand made contact with my bare shoulder before I could register that he was helping me unzip the dress. I held the front part of the dress, careful not to let it slip off. When he stepped back I whispered a small thank you, hearing a "Hn." in response.

"Ano, Sasuke-san. D-do you mind t-turning arou-"
I turned around only to see him sleeping again, only this time in the small bed. I quickly (or at least tried to) get dressed and instantly felt a ton of weight lifted off my shoulders. Thank you Jesus. Letting out a sigh, I turned around and looked at the place where Sasuke had been sleeping. It wasn't much but hey, you don't really have a choice when you're being held in cell. Also a 5 minute nap couldn't hurt my back more than the stupid dress could.

It was chilly in the cell but not freezing. I lied down and snuggled up into the thin blanket as much as possible. My mind was racking right now. I actually have time to think and now taking everything into perspective, I started getting anxious. Why are we here? Who brought us here? What do they want us for? Towards the end of the war, I hit my head pretty badly, getting a concussion that led to me having blotches of my memories 'gone'. With that, I forgot a lot of things. I forgot that Tsunade was Hokage, I forgot a lot of blotches of the war, I forgot a lot of my friends. Hell, I forgot I was a Hyuuga. Forgetting that I was a Hyuuga was one of the greatest thing my mind has done to me. I'm actually surprised that I remember Sasuke considering I've only ever spoken to him once or at least I think so. I just wonder-

"Hey Hyuuga."
I jumped, forgetting that I wasn't in the room by myself.
"Y-yes?"
Dangit. That's twice I've stutter when I've talked to him. Stupid old habits. I thought I grew a back-
"Nice rack."
I…
Wha.
My face got so hot I felt like my face was going to melt off.
"P-PERVERT!"

Authour's Note

Hello again lovely readers. Sorry for the wait and sorry that this chapter is kinda really short. I still plan on giving y'all a really long chapter still but I also have to have time to write it. Not only do I have school but I also have after school things that I have to attend. I have a plan for updates though; I could either update weekly or bi-weekly if my schedule is clear. So I hope you enjoyed this, please review, critic me and bless your face if you sneezed whilst reading this.
Update: So the sites been down all day so yeah. Sorry. Love yall