The power of Training!(Private Risako, No Kill)

He happily accepted her hand to help him get him with his right hand, though he was a bit disoriented. Like his center of gravity was knocked off balance. Needless to say, it was annoying. When mentioning the hospital, he nodded, saying "Yeah, hehe, that would be a good idea. Don't want anything bad, like internal bleeding, hehe." He might have hurt something else too. He cheek was swollen badly with her hand print, like a hot iron brand. 

When grabbing her hand with his, the obvious lack of a pinkie would be slightly unnerving to most. At least those who weren't used to dealing with someone with a severed body part. In any case, he sighed, and replied "Nah, it was my fault." At this though, his wobbly movements got the better of him, and he fell atop of Risa, though there was no doubt she was strong enough to lift the boy. He didn't pass out yet either, just fall. He chuckled, and said "Sorry." 

After Risako helped the lad up, he seemed to be unable to keep his balance. Catching him at the pits, she would hold him up at arms length, until he at least stood up on his own. Noting the lack of a pinkie, the girl slung on of his arms over her shoulder and began walking on toward the hospital, a magical place where people healed all the things that ailed them. Considering Konoha was a rather large village, the magic healing building and the training ground were about a ten minute walk from each other. Fifteen, if you count having to carry someone who was injured there. 

As they sort of walked/limped, Risako felt the need to further distance the subject of the chest touch form the two, so, in a weak attempt at starting a conversation, she reluctantly asked a question. "So, Zennal," her voice was kind of distracted, "I noticed your little finger was missing." Talking about someone's missing finger was kind of awkward. Almost forcing her self, she finally managed to choke out, "How did that happen?" The only thing she could think of was losing it in a fight, which, wasn't really all that common in the fights between genin.

As Zennal was falling, he was caught by his sensei and closest friend(believe it or not). He chuckled, saying his thanks, before having his arm slung over her shoulder. He sighed, thinking to himself 'Here I go again, being a burden. First I was the weakest on the team, then I was a nuisance, even going as far as to be called a pervert, by touching her chest, and now I need help walking from a simple slap. I'm pretty pathetic. And yet...' he swiftly glanced over to her, his face heating up ever so slightly, before looking away '...and yet... she's not angry, or telling me to buzz off...' he took another glance, before thinking 'Haven't noticed till now, but she looks nice today...' Zennal had a sneaking suspicion on what was going on, but he didn't want to think about it yet. Maybe later.

It wasn't to much longer after these thoughts, that she began to speak, him happily listening. Until it was her asking about his finger. Instantly, he went to say that he didn't want to talk about it, but he paused. She was his sensei, his teacher and friend, one of his few friends at that. She's been nice to him, despite the hit that put him in this sorry state. Besides, he deserved that, and this could make up for it... Other than those things, he felt more inclined to tell her. It was an odd thing, surely.

"W-well..." he began, a bit more timid than usual "...I normally don't tell anyone. It wasn't exactly a good day, but I'll tell you because I trust you, so please don't tell anyone, ok?" he paused to hear her reaction, however regardless, he would go on to speak "Ok, so here's how it goes." He took a deep breath in, stealing his resolve, before he began to speak in a calm, level tone "To get the whole story, we need to start with my parents. My parents were nice enough people, but they had a weird fetish. My mother was a Masochist and my father a Sadist. They got along swimmingly, seeing as they fit like puzzle pieces, my dad inflicting pain while mom loved taking it."

"They would often do it around me too, telling me that I wouldn't need to join in. Eventually, it began to go a little far. I began to notice my mother lacking fingers, toes, parts of her ear, but she would always say she was fine. That is until she passed away." He paused at this, knowing what was to come "My father, well, he began to get a bit...wanting, I would say is the best word. He wanted to inflict pain, being used to doing so he got addicted. He tried to resist, but eventually he turned to me." He paused again, eye's welling up with tears, as he had small glimpse's of the event. He began to tune out everything around him, now going on with just words "He grabbed me, and forced me to move. He was much stronger than me when I was seven, probably still is. He forced me to the counter, and pulled out a knife. He... he..." Zennal's monologue studdered for a moment, tears going down his cheeks as he remembered his blood splattering across the counter, his finger going flying. "he... he cut my finger off... it burned. I tried to move it instinctivly, but nothing. It was so weird. There was blood, blood everywhere. I was able to put pressure on my wound, and cover it up, before going as fast as I could to the hospital. I was lucky that I didn't pass out. My father was arrested, and I was thrown in the orphanage. In fact, I became a shinobi so I could escape there, so I could live my own life. Heck, maybe even be able to defend myself, though it's not going so well right now." his eye's were red and puffy, as he shuddered, trying to hold back a complete breakdown. 

The only thing holding it back was the fact that he didn't want to embarrass himself further.

Risako listened as Zennal told the harrowing tale of his little finger. Where she was expecting a simple story of "Oh, yea, I got into a fight with another student and lost my finger," what she got was more along the lines of "I had a very disturbing and troubling childhood, and my dad took it in a fit of rage." Honestly it came as quite the little shocker to the girl, and her walking slowed to a snail's pace as the story came to an end.

Since Risako was pretty much kind of carrying her team mate, she could tell that having him tell the story was pretty damn upsetting. After a moment of silence, and what was probably poor judgement, she would do as she would to anyone she considered a friend, despite it being rude, she said "I can see that. We gotta get you trained up." 

That little comment kind of said, "Even your team leader knows you're weak."

Despite its rudeness, which was palpable, Risako then quickly interjected upon her own rudeness, with something that would hopefully console the boy in his time of teary eyed flashbacks. "Give it a month, I'll have you caught up to me." With that, she'd smile, and try to keep walking. They only had about three or so more minutes before they reached the hospital.

Zen continued to hold back his flood of emotions, a couple of tears lightly trickling down his cheeks. He was barely in control of his emotions, let alone his mental state, so he didn't even register that they had slowed down to a near stop. And when she said that she would train him to get better, well, he took it as only good. He wasn't in the condition to read any deeper. 

In any case, when she said that in about a month, he'd be as strong as her, he was shocked. He couldn't tell if it was her believing in him, or if she wasn't incredibly all-powerful herself. Well, the last part was obvious. Closer to not being that much more powerful. In any case, he forced a smile, albeit it wasn't very convincing, and said in a shakey voice "Th-thank you, Risako-sama... I owe you one, hehe..." 

When the pair began to pick up speed once more, was when Zen was beginning to grasp his emotions again, and began hold back any tears. He still knew he couldn't hold himself up without her help though, despite the seven minute time gap. Still, it was nice. 'Just the two of us, alone...' he then noted the physical contact, and his face began to heat up a bit, as he felt minuter sparks, though it wasn't actually lightning. More of the kind where something clicks with a person. 'Well, this is an awkward predicament.' he thought, though kept quite about it. No need to spill this developing secret.

Risako cocked an eye brow, as her eyes shifted to their corners to peak at Zennal. Awkward? The manliest ninja in Konoha also had the thickest skull apparently. In her mind, it puzzled her greatly that he would suggest that the situation was awkward, and she could not for life of her figure out why it was so. "Haha, I guess it is awkward." After a second, she shrugged a shoulder and picked up the pace. Maybe she hit him way harder than she thought. 

As they neared the hospital, she would raise her knee. Like a snake, her coiled leg would snap out and throw the door open. With that obstacle out of the way, Risako ushered her companion in before her, helping him stand if he still needed it.

Usually, the hospital was busy with sick people or injured academy students. Occasionally, it held chuunin and jounin that couldn't hold their own against an opponent. Today however, the nurse at the front desk actually seemed... bored. The chubby woman sat with her chin resting on one hand, the other occupied tapping a pen on the sign in desk. This chubby woman, named Koneko, was the same woman that was at the desk when Risako barged in with Dastri. During that whole fiasco, Risako gained a reputation among the hospital staff. That reputation being "That annoying girl who comes in and starts shouting orders like she owns the place." 

Living up to her reputation set by the staff, the manliest ninja in Konoha let her presence be known in the form of, you fucking guessed it champ, a shout. "Hey! Get some help, he's dying!" The staff had enough the girl to last a lifetime, and the only one that even jumped into action was the girl behind the desk. Jumping may be an exaggeration, but she did most certainly get up. 

Walking over to Risako and Zennal, the woman would give a nervous wave. Her bored demeanor replaced with the minor fear that Risako might bust an ear drum if the woman were to get too close. Despite that fear, she managed to give Zennal a quick inspection. Right in the middle of the waiting room. Living the wild life, doing things out in the open, the woman then said, "He looks fine. What's wrong with him?" 

Risako, never the one to make things simple and calm, shouted in a panicked, almost begging tone, "His brain's bleeding! He took one too many blows to the head!" Turns out, that even one was too many for Zennal.

The woman gave a sigh, and took both Zennal and Risako to the first available room.

[Turns out I just needed some dayquil. No more shit posting!]

Zennal's face heated up a bit when she mentioned what he thought was a thought. He hadn't realized he said it out loud. He could only wonder what else he said aloud. He let out a mental sigh, and decided to push the thought away, as he would try and dwell on it later. By the time they got to the hospital, his head began to feel a bit better, albeit lighter, and his vision wasn't blury. He thought he might be able to stand on his own.

The woman at the desk seemed bored, and by the looks of it in the lobby, it didn't seem to be a busy day. Good, he didn't want anyone knowing he had been knocked unconscious by a slap. It was a bit embarrassing, to say the least. It got even worse when she began to yell that he was dieing! And the fact that the staff didn't seem to worried when she declared him dieing was a bit off.

When she arrived, Zennal noticed that she had a slightly nervous demeanor, one that seemed to have a bit of fear in it. He didn't know why, Zennal wasn't a scary kid, though maybe it was Risako... nah, she was too nice, at least to him. She gave a quick examination, Zennal feeling a bit uncomfortable under her examining eye.

When she said he looked fine, he raised an eyebrow. Sure, he was doing better than before, but something had to have happened, right? Maybe a more thorough one because of him being knocked out. Then she mentioned his brain bleeding, and he resisted the urge to groan. It couldn't be that serious, could? It was possible. And the one to many hit's hurt him a bit, but not enough for it to matter. It was just a testiment to his weakness, he guessed. 

In any case, the woman had them follow them over, so he guessed it was a good a time as any to see if he could stay standing. He made an attempt to stand up, and wobbled ever so slightly. He was able to keep his balance, albeit with a bit of struggling. He went to take a step, but that's when his balance slipped, and he fell, and with his luck, he hit his head on the side of a seat.

He didn't fall unconscious, though his head was bleeding a bit, and he was feeling a bit sleepy. He let out a much more audible groan, and said "Ow..." before following up with "Why am I so tired, good lord..." 

Being in the hospital, Risako didn't bother to catch Zennal when he fell this time. Sure, that was a dick move, but he was in a hospital, and what are hospitals usually good for? That's right kiddo, fixing wounds. But, once her poor little weak comrade mentioned being sleepy, she worried a bit.

With her demeanor fixing itself into a little bit more serious one, she said "I think he has a concussion. Make sure he stays alive, I'm gonna need him here in a bit." With that, being the stoic and awesomely heroic heroine she was, Risako strutted out of the room. Despite her urge to stay behind and help her friend, she still had the evening academy class to teach, and if she was late once again, she quite possibly faced demotion back to genin. Twas just something she couldn't have, she liked being in charge of people way too much. As she left the room, she waved, and smiled to the nurse.

[exit, 2216 WC
claiming 11 stats
500 words toward Discipline
1716 for Chakra draining seal
I lied, one more lazy posts. Fight imminent.]

Spoiler:

Zennal's vision was slightly foggy, his hearing off. He forced his eye's to stay open, even as the nurse came back over in a panicked fluster. She carried him off quickly, despite the fact that Risako was leaving.  He could make out something about teaching and a concussion. He wasn't sure if he referred to what the original reason for them coming here was or not, but that's besides the point. The point was the nurse was telling him to not fall asleep. He tried his best, as he could hear the faint outline of panic in her her voice. 

It didn't take long, until his head was patched up, and he wasn't feeling as tired. The nurse told him to rest, and that it wouldn't cause him to die anymore. He would need to stay here for a bit, though. Maybe a couple days to a week. He sighed, and thanked her, before she was on her way. With any luck, he would get at least Risako to visit.

(Exit)
twc: 2601
Claiming:
13 stats
2000/2000 words for Flying Thrown Stones
1769/3000 for Earth Release: Earth Spear