The Aftermath [Kinjutsu App]

[Fuu]

The world was black as Fuu passed through it, the ANBU carrying him trying hard not to jostle the awkward burden on his shoulders. It took mere minutes for the mempo to traverse from the Colosseum to the hospital, but to the maimed man time had lost all meaning. He had awoken in travel, dazed and speechless as he bumped along at high speed. It was as if he had lost all control of his mental faculties, his brain jumping from bitter and sweet memories of years past to frantic attempts at remembering what had happened to him. He remembered fire and ash, panic and confusion. Something was terribly wrong, but what was it? The ANBU could tell he was hurt, he could taste the blood and feel the ache in his belly, but for the life of him he couldn’t see it. ‘Why is it so dark?’ He wondered, grunting as he jarred to a sudden stop.

“Sorry,” A voice said from somewhere beside him. “We’re here, just hold on.” Where was he? Why the hell couldn’t he see anything? Moments later somebody else spoke, their voice jumbled and confusing, but their voice slightly familiar. Fuu couldn’t tell where or even when he was, the memories flooding through the blackness further adding to his loss of reality. “Mother?” He cried out, completely lost in time. “Akito? Brother, what’s happened!?” The man managed to mumble out, flailing weakly against the hands he felt lifting him and setting him roughly on some sort of flat surface. Within seconds he was out cold again, the effort of moving weakening the already drained young man. The hole through his lower midsection bled heavily, spreading about two inches in diameter and extending clean out of his back. His robes were burnt through, exposing the skin on his shoulders and arms to the open air, revealing the bubbles of charred skin. Finally, where his sharp left eye once was, only a mangled wound remained, his right eye bloodshot and useless from the trauma. If something wasn’t done soon, the ANBU was as good as dead or worse, doomed to an early retirement.

[Total: 362]

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

Kitsune was sitting in her office which had remained untouched in her absence, oddly enough considering she was believed dead, and filling out a bazillion papers. Apparently death was no excuse for not doing paperwork. Her pager was lying on the table, and she so desperately hoped it’d go off sooner rather than later. And as her luck would have it, it did. What she’d then learn was that it wasn’t really all that lucky, as it was some ANBU who had been turned into a macabre modern art sculpture, rather than a shinobi.

Upon learning what she was dealing with, she sent her personal assistant Hanako off to the family of the wounded shinobi, to inform them what had happened to him. Kitsune on the other hand got an operating room prepped in a matter of seconds, and got him wheeled in. They had to operate immediately or he wouldn’t make it. The receptionist found a consent form in the medical files of the patient, stating that he has given his express permission for special surgery if the situation should call for it. And considering he was missing an eye and had a large hole right through him, Kitsune decided that the situation did indeed call for it.

”Welp. This’ll take a while to fix…” she mumbled almost inaudibly and after putting on scrubs and washing down, she began with the hole in the man’s body. She began nipping and tucking, pulling and pushing, to get the intestines lined up properly so she could sew them back together so they’d be functioning again. As for the hole itself, well, she’d have to be a bit more creative in terms of closing that. Grafting a bit of muscles and flesh from elsewhere on the body, probably from the opposite side of his stomach, to even it out.

Once she had gotten the innards handled, she began the process of closing the gaping wound on both sides. After sowing in what was basically a meat lid, she applied healing chakra to the wound to make the nerves and everything reconnect properly so there’d be no funky business with feeling an itch to the right, but having to scratch on the left and things like that. Once that had been taken care of, the man was out of immediate danger of death, but he still needed a lot of work. According to the forms he had filled out regarding experimental surgery, he was fine with getting Hyuuga eyes implanted into his skull if the need should arise. One eye was missing, and the other didn’t look too good either… Yup, the need had arisen.

She reconstructed his face to near perfection with only a tiny bit of it getting scars once healed, and she then began the long process of constructing chakra points in his eyesockets. Without those, the Hyuuga eyes would be like regular eyes for him, and that’d be a waste of super-powered eyeballs. She thought back to the class she had taken with Daisuke and Kushin about how to construct the points, and connect them properly, and followed what she had learnt that day closely.

 

[Fuu]

Akito sighed, flopping down onto his bed in a huff. It had been another boring day for the genin, the teen growing more and more underwhelmed with his everyday duties. It had been almost a year since his promotion from student, and he already anxious to move up in rank, the talented boy dissatisfied with the mundane ‘missions’ he handled on a day to day basis. His phenomenal hearing more than compensated for his complete lack of vision, allowing the teen to easily keep up with his peers, even exceeding them in many aspects. Yet here he was, another prize winning cat retrieved and another pocket full of change.

Feeling around on his bed, Akito grabbed the first thing his hand brushed across. With a huff he tossed the balled up sock towards the ceiling, listening intently as it passed through the air. He was the only one home, his mom busy at her shop and his sister’s in class, which left the large Himaru estate quiet and devoid of life. Despite the lack of movement, Akito’s sharp Hashigaki ears could still detect the slight noises of an aging building, the familiar shifting and creaking comforting the agitated teen. It was rare for his sensitive hearing to not feel assailed by the noisy hustle and bustle of the village, but here in the comfort of his family home he could avoid it, at least for a while.

The genin’s peaceful reverie was soon interrupted however, a rapid knock on the door snapping him out of his thoughts. ‘Who could that be?’ He wondered, snapping to his feet and dashing quietly through the house, navigating expertly despite being devoid of sight. In seconds he was at the door, opening it slowly and poking his head through the gap, his blind eyes focusing on the figure in front of him. It had taken some practice, but by listening to a person drawing breath Akito had learned to aim his eyes above a persons mouth, giving the illusion he could see. He would even follow arms motions, the noise of air being disrupted allowing him to infer what was going on around him. As the sun met his face, his golden eyes sparkled slightly, brightly contrasting his pale face.

“Himaru Akito?” A female voice asked, her voice tense and business as the boy nodded in affirmation. “Are your parents home?” Akito had spent a lot of time listening, and he knew pity when he heard it. “No, everyone is out. What is it?” The boy replied, his musical voice giving away his sudden distress. Hanako frowned slightly, her face tight and her eyes sad. This wasn’t the type of news that one was eager to deliver, especially to a little boy. “Come with me, I’ll explain on the way.” Skeptically, Akito cocked his head slightly, the look on his face one of blatant disbelief. “It’s your brother, Fuu. He’s in surgery.” Without hesitation the door was slammed shut and he was off to a sprint, Hanako bounding in front of him and leading the way. She explained as they traveled, only further hastening the anxious teen and shortening the travel time to only a few minutes.

Akito couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His brother had gone blind, much like him only under much more violent circumstances. As shocking as that was, what was more shocking was the assistants revelation. “If successful he will not only regain his vision, it will be improved a hundred-fold.” The blind teen was in awe at the idea, the fact that such a thing could occur. Eventually he would strongly consider the idea of recieving a transplant himself, but for now his thoughts were with his older brother. As children they had been closer to each other than anyone else, Fuu acting as the primary male figure in Akito’s life. It had hurt the boy deeply when his brother had joined the ANBU, moving out of their family home and taking residence in the Sileo barracks. The teen understood his brother’s decision now, his mother having essentially disowned him upon discovery of Fuu’s kekkai genkai. At the time however, he had be devastated at loss of not only his role model but his best friend. For a long time Akito had been angry, but with age his anger had subsided. Though he rarely saw his brother these days, he still cared deeply for him.

So, accompanied by a complete stranger the blind boy flew to see his brother, his concern fueling his haste.

‘Just hold on.’

[WC: 769]
[Total: 1131]

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

Kitsune was still bent over Fuus body, still working on the chakra points in the eye socket that was empty, feeling the need to be absolutely perfect in this situation. One wrongly placed nerve, and things could go entirely haywire. After finalizing the empty socket, she extracted the eye from the other socket and began the arduous work of construction there as well. Okay. Just like you learned Kitsune. Connect the chakra coils properly… Just… Like that! was her thought process and finally, after a long while, she had finished the points. Now came the hard part of actually implanting the eyes into the sockets.

She took a step back and cracked her neck and knuckles before getting to work, putting the two Hyuuga eyeballs into the man’s skull, and connecting them up properly to the chakra points and nerves. Once she had connected everything up as it should be, she gave his nervous system a shock to make it test out the connections so to speak, and afterwards, she’d begin healing the areas she had operated on. Sure, they had some of the most advanced medicine in the world, but nothing could beat good ol’ chakra usage for connecting things properly again.

Once she was done pumping his wounds full of healing chakra, she’d put pads over his eyes and wrap his head and abdomen in gauze to make sure no one began picking or touching before it was ready. She then took a step back and disrobed from the scrubs. The operation was over. Now it was up to Fuu’s body and his will to live, to handle the rest. – In the meantime, Kitsune would be filling out paperwork on the procedure and Fuu would be put into a bed, and rolled into a private room for recovery. Once he woke up, the nurse would inform Kitsune that he was awake. But until then, the joys of paperwork were waiting…

 

[Fuu]

Coming to was a slow process, the injured ANBU’s body exhausted from it’s recent ordeal. On top of the weariness, his mind was having a hard time processing thought, addled as it was with pain killing drugs. It took him a long while to even realize he was conscious again, the tightly wound bandages preventing even a shred of light to grace his vision. He lay still, desperately grasping for any shred of what had happened to put him in such a predicament. Vaguely he could recall the encounter in the arena, his battle with the nameless medic a blur in his barely coherent mind. ‘We fought and he... blinded me?’ In a flash it came back to him, the memories playing back with sudden clarity. He could remember riding the wave of earth, satisfied with his assault and planning the next step, when something had flown from the ground towards him. Lunging back, he had managed to avoid the first wave of projectiles only to be punctured as soon as he landed, the shafts of darkness protruding from the ground and through his stomach. Before he could even react a second spear had appeared, stabbing into his eye socket and rendering his eye useless.

The rest was a blur, his tired brain fight hard to make sense of the jumbled memories. Fuu had been whisked away by a fellow ANBU, apparently only moments after being maimed. His comrade had moved with determination, moving in a frenzy to deliver his injured brother-in-arms to safety, without a doubt under the order of Zenku. Fuu made a mental note to track down and thank the other man, wondering if his fellow mempo had saved his life once again. As proud as the ANBU was, it was hard to ignore the fact that he owed a life debt and it was not something the haggard man would soon forget.

Grunting with the effort, Fuu pulled himself to a sitting position, gripping blindly at the bed with all six hands to find support. Struggling for almost a minute, he managed to settle him into an awkward stance, his arms splayed out across the bed for support. Within moments his door opened quietly, the faint smell of fruity shampoo rising to his sharp nose. “Oh, you’re awake!” A female voice exclaimed, somewhat surprised. “Please lay back down, you need to rest.” The ANBU huffed slightly, his face easy to read despite being wrapped. It was clear he didn’t appreciate being in this position, but he had to admit how weak he felt. With a slight sigh he lowered himself back down, grimacing as his midsection yelled in protest. “What happened?” He muttered out groggily, raising a hand to touch to gauze covering his eyes. It was strange, the man could swear he had lost at least on of his eyes, and yet he could feel both swiveling in his head as he struggled to see. The movement caused his sockets to throb dully, like a sore muscle needing to be stretched. Something was out of place, but the groggy man couldn’t put his finger on it.

“Don’t pick at your banadages, you need to heal. I’ll go get the chief, she can explain.” After checking something on one of the machines, the nurse made her way out the door, pausing for a moment before she left. “Oh, your brother is here as well. I’m sure he’ll be in to see you soon.” Fuu’s heart sank at the thought. Although he had apparently lost his vision, he had not allowed himself to feel sorry for himself. How could he, when his younger brother had gone through the same ordeal and come out of it better than ever? The young man was aware of the differences between the two cases, but he still couldn’t help but feel pity. Not for himself, but for Akito. ‘That poor boy has lived like this for years now.’ He thought with a sigh, resting his head on the pillow as he waited for the medic to arrive. ‘I need to stay strong, for him.’

[WC: 698]
[Total: 1829]

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

The nurse knocked on Kitsune’s door. ”Enter!” Kitsune said from within. ”He’s awake Sensei.” the nurse said and gave a light bow before wandering off again. Kitsune got out of her chair, and grabbed her clipboard, and her labcoat, slinging it over her shoulders so it’d cover her red suit before she walked towards the door, but before walking into it, she vanished into thin air, only to reappear in the patients room as if she had just walked in through the door opening, except the door was actually still cloaked. ”So, I was told you’re awake now.” she said, and checked the clipboard.

Noted down on the clipboard in red letters were a few words. “Chimera X1-C6”. It was a code for what he had become after his surgery, along with his “serial” number, so to speak. That was what he had become. A chimera. One of many. Underneath that sheet of paper were his approval forms, stating that if it came down to it, and he lost his sight entirely, he wanted to have Hyuuga eyes implanted on the same level as an actual clansman. A simple implant won’t do that for anyone, so it had to be the extensive surgical procedure known as Chimeraization.

”Don’t fiddle with the bandages just yet. Your new eyes aren’t ready for the light yet. Soon though. You’ve got a surprisingly good rate of recovery. I’m surprised.“ she told the groggy shinobi before turning to his brother ”I take it you’re his brother. I assume my assistant has explained the procedure to you?” she asked the kid and stepped over to the bed to check on Fuu’s bandages.

 

[Fuu]

“Fuu?” The familiar musical voice rang out as the door opened, snapping the young man out of his reverie. Fuu didn’t need his vision to see that his brother was concerned, the normally melodic voice the boy had been blessed with was dripping with fear. “Akito.” He said with a weak smile, trying for a moment to sit up before falling back in defeat. “How do I look?” Akito could only smile at the old joke, using his brother’s haggard voice to navigate the strange room and move to his side.

“You sound like processed hell brother.” He said with concern, reaching out with the back of his hand and pressing it against Fuu’s bandaged face, resting it there for a moment before pulling it away. “What happened to you?” The genin couldn’t keep the fear from his voice, despite the relief he had felt when Fuu first spoke. Losing your sight as a Hashigaki was almost a right of passage, a transition from your old life to your new. For the six armed ANBU, things would have been much different, his eye sight detrimental to his career as a shinobi. Of course, thanks to the wonders of medical technology the young man’s vision would be returned to him, vastly improved. But the fact that his brother had lost it at all was a shock to Akito, the teen idolizing the ANBU above anyone else.

With a heavy sigh, Fuu did his best to explain the situation, skipping over the increased refugee population and his prior altercation with the unnamed medical shinobi who had put him in this condition. It wouldn’t serve to concern the young boy with such heavy thoughts, especially considering the recent trauma. In turn, Akito did his best to summarize what had been done to Fuu during the surgery, not even attempting to hide his enthusiasm about the subject. “The woman said you’ll not only regain your vision, but that it will be a thousand times better!” He chimed excitedly, his demeanor already shifting from concerned to downright giddy, much to the ANBU’s amusement. His brother had always been the more lighthearted of the pair, quick to a joke while Fuu was quick to a smoke. Despite the considerably lightened atmosphere in the room, the stress prone young man couldn’t help but dwell on the implications. He vaguely remembered filing out various medical forms years ago, back when he had first entered into the ranks of ANBU. It had been a long time, and many changes had been made in the medical division since, but it seemed the forms were still valid. The fact that somebody else’s eyes were in his head was hard to wrap his addled mind around, and he eagerly awaited the return of some medical personnel.

As if on que a female voice spoke up, surprising both the ANBU and the sharp eared Genin. They both swiveled their heads to face the newcomer, a rather humorous gesture considering neither of them could see anything. ”So, I was told you’re awake now.” The woman said, pausing a moment before speaking again. ”Don’t fiddle with the bandages just yet. Your new eyes aren’t ready for the light yet. Soon though. You’ve got a surprisingly good rate of recovery. I’m surprised.“ The ANBU couldn’t help but grimace slightly at the mention of his eyes, his emotions torn between curious and afraid. ”I take it you’re his brother. I assume my assistant has explained the procedure to you?” The medic asked as she crossed the room, Akito moving to the foot of the bed to give her space. “She did, somewhat. I did my best to explain to Fuu but-”“But I’d prefer to hear it from the source.” Fuu interrupted, his jaw clenched slightly. The more coherent he became, the more his mind raced, jumbled questions and statements clogging his mind as he tried to make sense of what this all meant.

[WC: 676]
[Total: 2505]

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

”Well, you signed these consent forms some time ago giving us the permission to modify your body if the need should arise.” Kitsune said in a matter-of-factly tone. ”Considering you were practically blind on one eye, and the other was missing entirely, I decided it was time. Your papers also mentioned your interest in obtaining the same level of usability of a Byakugan as someone born Hyuuga. I’ve personally made sure that it’s now and option for you.” she continued and sat down by the window. ”It took a lot of chakra surgery, and point construction, but your eyesockets are now 100% Byakugan compatible, on the level of a Hyuuga-born. Your eyes should at this point, actually, be ready for revealation but not for direct sunlight.”

Kitsune got up and drew the curtains so the room would be dark, and then moved to the bed, and tugged the bandages off of Fuu’s head and removed the two wool pads from his eyes before stepping back, and nodding. The surgery had resulted in slight scarring sure, but it could’ve been so much worse. ”Y’know. It’s surprising how little scarring you’ve gotten, considering the state you were in. I mean, honestly. I had to fix your intestines and that’s not really a pretty sight. But you’re alive. You’re healed. You’ve got fresh new eyes. All in all, you’re doing better than other shinobi that’s been through a trip like yours.” she said and sat back down, crossing her legs.

”If you’ve got any questions, now would be a good time to ask them.” she informed him. ”I’m sure there’s a ton of things you’d like to know. But I do have to inform you that for the time being, you need to stay here in the hospital. Your wounds are still pretty freshly healed, so you’ll need some time before your body finishes its natural recovery.”

 

[Fuu]

The brothers sat quietly as the woman explained the situation, both facing her with in a futile gesture. It seemed that the release forms he had signed all those years ago were indeed still valid, to the mild surprise of the ANBU. He had been a teenager at the time, drooling at the concept of acquiring the legendary occular abilities reserved for the Hyuuga clan. ”It took a lot of chakra surgery, and point construction, but your eyesockets are now 100% Byakugan compatible, on the level of a Hyuuga-born. Your eyes should at this point, actually, be ready for revelation but not for direct sunlight.” Fuu rose an eyebrow at this, the smooth blonde line of hair peaking out of the bandages slightly. The idea was incredible, the fact that he could gain an ability exclusive to a genetic bloodline he had no part of, but it wasn’t the most far fetched thing he had experienced in his life.

The medic set to work, gently unwinding the gauze from around Fuu’s blonde head. When he felt the bandages lift from his eyes, he rose his hands to his face gingerly, keeping his eyes closed as he felt the area around his eyes. ”Y’know. It’s surprising how little scarring you’ve gotten, considering the state you were in. I mean, honestly. I had to fix your intestines and that’s not really a pretty sight. But you’re alive. You’re healed. You’ve got fresh new eyes. All in all, you’re doing better than other shinobi that’s been through a trip like yours.” The woman said, apparently seeing his gesture as one of concern. Fuu grimaced slightly at the thought of his intestines, though in reality his physical appearance meant little to the ANBU, the young man shrouding himself completely the majority of the time his spent in public. In reality he was curious, feeling the sides of his face to see if he could feel the veins he had seen manifest themselves on the face of a Hyuuga with an active Byukugan. Much to his relief he found his face smooth as ever, with the exception of a few faint lines the marked the incisions.

Slowly he opened his eyes for the first time, blinking back tears as they adjusted to the dull light of the room. It hurt some, especially as he moved them from his brothers face to the doctors, the young man speechless as he took in the hospital room around him. For awhile he was silent, even after the medic had finished speaking. Fuu could hardly believe the events of the day, it had started out much like any other. He had woken up in his small bunk at the Sileo, showered and ate before leaving for patrol. Shortly after he had found himself tailing a group of new refugees and the next thing he knew, here he was with a brand new pair of eyes. Passively he wondered at what they looked like, but wrote the ANBU wrote it off instantly. ‘I’ll have plenty of time to see them later.' He thought, the irony bringing another ghost of a smile to his lips.

Turning his eyes back to the medic, he allowed the gratitude he felt to show on his face, giving the woman a rare smile. “I don’t know how to thank you, you’ve saved my life and my career.” Glancing to his brother for a moment, his smile disappeared and a look of guilt came over him momentarily. Shaking it off he continued, his eyes still straining slightly from the sudden use. “I suppose I do have a few. For one, how long was I out?” This he directed at both his brother and the medic, though the teen had no way of knowing without a special made clock so he could only shake his head. “Also, what exactly can these eyes do? And how do they do it? How do you I use them?" Passively, he tried to activate the Byukugan, straining in vain to apply channel chakra into his newly enhanced eyes.

“Lastly, when can I leave?"Akito grinned slightly at that, glad to see the surgery hadn’t changed his brother much. “Brother don’t be rude, you need your rest.” He chimed in, tapping his brothers foot gently. “I’ll keep my eyes on him ma’am, nothing gets passed me.” The genin said, pointing at his eyes and grinning like mad. The quip broke through Fuu’s straight face, the ANBU joining his brother with a hearty chuckle. At that moment, with their pale eyes and long blonde hair, the two brothers had never looked more alike.

[WC: 780]
[Total: 3285]

 

[Shinrya Kitsune]

”Well. As I said, they’re not ready for sharp light yet. So you might want to get some dark sunglasses.” she said in response to his reaction to the light of the room. ”You’ll be just fine though.” she added and adjusted her position on the chair to lean forwards toward the two men.
“I don’t know how to thank you, you’ve saved my life and my career.” Fuu said, to which Kitsune gave a smile and responded ”Well, it’s my job, so you don’t have to. You will, however, have to come in once a week for a checkup for the next month or two. Just so we can make sure there’s no rejection issues or anything.”

“I suppose I do have a few. For one, how long was I out? Also, what exactly can these eyes do? And how do they do it? How do you I use them?" the inquisitive ANBU asked. ”You were out for almost five days. Turning people into Chimeras isn’t exactly a walk in the park. It took several sessions that were almost all 8 hours long. Luckily for you, my eyes are flawless.” she answered and to underline her statement, she removed the colored contacts that made her eyes retain their regular purple color, and revealed her Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan to the ANBU.

Kitsune had to think a bit about his other question. ”I can’t claim to be an expert on Hyuuga abilities. But I happen to know one. I was the one that helped him handle his bloodline’s surfacing. Not a pleasant experience for the poor kid, but hey. It had to happen. In any case. From what I could tell, he had the ability to see super long distances, and even see the chakra systems of other people. At least when his Byakugan was active. A neat ability. But I think I prefer my own, as with it I can quite literally appear and disappear at will.”

 

[Fuu]

”You were out for almost five days. Turning people into Chimeras isn’t exactly a walk in the park. It took several sessions that were almost all 8 hours long. Luckily for you, my eyes are flawless.” For a moment all Fuu could do was blink, only noting in passing that the woman had extremely peculiar eyes. As the shock passed, his new eyes turned and locked on his younger brother, glaring daggers into the hooded boy. Akito squirmed under the leer, somehow aware his brother was glowering at him despite his complete lack of vision. ‘Five days?’ He thought, aghast. Why hadn’t Akito mentioned that? Raising a hand to his pale face, the ANBU once again rubbed the small scar running from his eye to the edge of his brow. Five days was much too long for him to be out of commission, god only knows what had happened while he was out. Almost subconsciously he considered the term the medic had used to describe him, though through the shock the word only passed through his mind once. ‘Chimera.’

As the medic spoke, Fuu forced himself roughly into a sitting position, swing his long legs over the side of the bed and leaving them to hang there. It seemed her knowledge on the topic of Hyuuga’s was about as extensive as his, if slightly more experienced. Akito, hearing his brother’s heavy movement, slid to his side and gave the medic a questioning look. “Brother, is it really safe to get up so soon?” The boy asked, his voice failing to contain the tone of concern. “I’m fine.” The ANBU snapped back instantly, raising a hand to shush the teen as he rose confidently to his feet. Before he could even take a step however, the uneven man stumbled. If not for the fast reaction of his brother, the young man would have fallen to the floor. Instead he was pushed ungracefully back onto his bed, his legs lifted and heaved up to lay him flat once more.

“Fine.” He muttered, more than a little embarrassed at his own weakness. The proud man didn’t like being stuck in this position, forced to rely on other people. Of course, he realized that without the help of others he would most definitely be dead or at least blind. Still, he hated lying prone, defenseless except for those around him. ‘Sometimes you have to lean on people.’ He remembered his mother saying, shortly before her brother moved into their family estate. Fuu had grown to loathe those words, his time spent as an ANBU only furthering him dislike of dependence. Crossing his arms (yes, all of them) the man sat in a huff, wishing desperately for a cigarette and the chill mountain air. He would have to find a Hyuuga, someone who would be willing to train him how to utilize his new occular abilities. ‘It would be a shame to waste such capabilites, even if I feel almost dirty using them.’

“Thanks again doc.” Akito chimed, ignoring his sullen older brother. Despite the heavy tone in the room, and the fact that his brother was without a doubt fuming about the fact he had lost five days, the teen couldn’t help but feel optimistic. It had been a long week, each day spent in the hospital, hanging on any word he could receive about his brother’s health. When the time had finally come and Fuu had woken up, it was all the boy could do not charge forward and throw his arms around his big brother. Now, with the silence weighing heavy on the group, he could remember why he had been reluctant to speak up.

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Hours later, Fuu cracked a sensitive eye open, taking in the room in the low light of dusk. The nurse had just been by to check on him, finding him 'asleep' and leaving him to his rest. Akito had gone home for the first time that week, satisfied with his brother's health. Listening close, he tried to make out the sounds of the hallway, quickly surmising all way quiet and rising slowly to his feet. With some effort he made his way to the window, dropping lightly out of it and grimacing as he hit the ground below. Wasting no time, he shuffled to the nearest elevator that would lead him back to the Sileo. He wanted to sleep in his own bed, and god help anyone who would try to stop him.

[MFT]
[WC: 620]
[Total: 3905]

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[Matsuno Hama]

[OOC Note: Unless you are wanting to void this topic, Fuu and Kitsune, a rule to Medinbranch was broken:

Kinjutsu Surgery (Note: experienced level required to be able to roleplay giving a kinjutsu to another shinobi)

This is listed in the description of the Med Branch. I'm offering this choice to you guys to be fair, considering the -massive- range of IC ramifications that this thread actually happening would involve, and I know Kitsune was gone for a while so he might not be up to date with Medbranch stuff.]

 

[Fuu]

[For the record, I'll be editing a few posts to change up the timeline slightly, and will be editing my last post to include Fuu escaping from the hospital later that day. Instead of voiding this, I'm going to adapt Fuu going blind again into the narrative.]

 

[Daigo]

Posted for OOC purposes to resolve this issue:

Spoiler

Hello, everyone. I hope you all are well. I see the issue and I'm here to resolve everything. Thanks to Kushin, Kitsune is allowed to perform kinjutsu surgery. It’s MY fault. I failed to update her medical list as well as place her back on the medic chiefs list.

This thread here is where Kushin allowed me to perform surgery on a PC using both Keiji's and Kitsune’s PC. Kitsune’s post is here. I even paper-trailed it here in my personal logs.

As a result, we were all promoted to experienced level in kinjutsu. This was Kushin’s wish as he was traveling at the time in RL and did not want to do another classroom setting Rp.

The proof is in the following pms.

Sent: Wed Dec 11, 2013 2:30 am

Topic: Kinjutsu surgery

http://www.ninpocho.com/viewtopic.php?p=95903#p95903

I included you in this thread... if you have issue with my inclusion of you then let me know and I'll remove you. If you are happy remaining in it then you can raise Kinjutsu Surgery to expert and you will be able to roleplay giving people kinjutsu from this thread onwards.

Sent: Thu Dec 12, 2013 9:25 pm

Topic: Re: Kinjutsu Surgery

Awesome, I replied now so it's back to your turn dude.

Thought this would be a good way to get everyone up a bit in the kinjutsu surgery thing rather than another boring sit around discussing crap topic lol.

I do sincerely apologize to all that have been affected by my mistake. Kitsune’s long absence made me forget to update her list. He’s been back for nearly a month and I failed to do my duty. I am embarrased. As long as I've been on NC. I know one wrong ooc mistake can turn very ugly IC.

Sidenote: Although, it would have made for some great plot points and character development, right? Think about how cool it would be to become a mad doctor. You can use the psych ward in the prison section of Kumo to Rp giving illegally gained kinjutsus to people...I digress. Sorry, I got caught up in developing a storyline. It's good though, right?

I have updated everything as it should be here.

Kushin promised that Kitsune would be chief of research and surgery. Seeing as Keiji is in charge of the harvesters and and kinjutsu while Kahako is in charge of combat and the sentou henkan, his seems fair. If its not then this can be discussed at a later time.

Lastly, I'd like to thank both Ryuujin, Keiji, and Kitsune for bringing this to my attention and being more attentive than I was at this time.

Kitsune's updated medical list

Spoiler

Novice:

Emergency surgery

Experienced:

Medical research, Medical tutor, Psychology, Biology, Kinjutsu surgery

Mastered:

Chemistry, General surgery