Second time, Hopefully (P, Komori)

Senshi sat in the chair, in his tattoo parlour staring absent mindedly at all the supplies laid out before him. Today Komori would be stopping by to receive his second tattoo, and it would officially be the first time Senshi had managed to put the tattoo on someone twice. He was curious how things were going to turn out, rather expecting that the risks of receiving the tattoo would be much harsher than normal. He only hoped that Komori had better luck than his twin brother who had failed out of getting even a single tattoo. Mainly due to his own arrogance, but hey who was Senshi to judge.
 
As he sat awaiting the arrival of the Hozuki his hands moved slowly through a set of hand seals. Tiger, Horse, Rabbit, Rat, and finally ending on Dog. He was not charging any chakra into the technique simply getting a feel for the hand seals he would need to perform to learn a technique. It was the first time in a long time that he had sat down to learn and new technique and he enjoyed the feeling of concentration that it gave him. He had rather stalled out as a shinobi for the last several months due to how busy he was, but now he was sitting here getting a chance to actually work on something that would improve himself.
 
The war was mostly over, as Kumogakure was busy digesting their many conquests. They really didn’t, militarily at least, need to be trying to conquer more places when they had so many that they needed to assimilate as it was. Once they brought the many countries they had recently conquered to heel completely then they could resume their offensive. Though Senshi wasn’t entirely certain exactly what the point of this war was. Did they want to conquer the known world? Did they just want to conquer these few places they had already taken?
 
All of these were questings that he had, and yet could not ask, since his superiors seemed to always be out and about doing something else. Still, it wasn’t like it fully mattered. Here he was, getting a rare break from office work to get a chance to tattoo a seal on what could arguably be called and friend and getting to practice a new technique he had been meaning to learn for quite awhile. His hands finally stopped running through the seals as he considered the Chakra Scalpel technique mentally. It was meant to act sort of like his wind chakra in that it would create something in credibly sharp on the ends of his hands allowing him to cut someone with pure chakra alone. The difference however was that these chakra scalpel’s would not make an external cut the way his wind chakra did.
 
Instead they would only cause internal cuts, leaving the exterior to be completely free of wounds. He would be capable of cutting an opponents Achilles tendon without having to deal with all the messy blood that using a kunai or his wind chakra would require. Unfortunately it would require him to actually touch his opponent to accomplish this task. The only reason he considered this a good technique to learn, with that heavy requirement put on it, was that in the event he found himself within range to perform taijutsu on an opponent he could pair this technique with his taijutsu moves and make himself even more dangerous.
 
This technique was more something that someone like Reizo would benefit from using more than Senshi would, and he was willing to bet the Chuunin knew it already. However, Senshi wanted to spend time working on a technique by himself again for awhile. A sort of way to get himself back into the grind, so to speak. As he continued to go over how best to make the chakra come out over his hands he watched the door out of the corner of his, expecting Komori to appear any moment now. It wouldn’t prevent him from thinking about the technique and the best way to train it, though. He knew that he needed to channel his medical chakra in order to accomplish the technique.
 

At the same time, he also knew that he would need to corrupt that medical chakra so that it would be able to cut. He would need to visualize the damage he wanted to be done, instead of visualizing the flesh being healed. HE would need to see it being torn, destroyed, ripped from asunder in order to complete this. It was good that he had been working at the hospital occasionally seen plenty of deep wounds, and performed a few autopisies allowing him to see the bodies internal workings for himself. This would greatly assist him in performing the technique, of that he was sure.

WC:  807

Chakra Scalpel - 807/3000

25% Max Stat Discount

Well Senshi’s mind controller read that as ‘pedophile’ which meant he was gonna have to kill Komori slowly, and relish in the flow of his blood leaving his body as he was killed by exsanguination. At the same time he was have to eviscerate the seventeen year old and choke him with his own intestines. It was really what he deserved.  But beyond that, lets get started on giving someone a chakra boosting tattoo. Again hopefully the less intelligent twin before him would be ready for the seal to fail, just in case he was as unlucky as his brother was.
 
As the boy entered the shop Senshi didn’t even have to say anything, for once the guy wasn’t goofing off and trying to make –shudder- small talk. Which was nice, but weird. So much so Senshi wanted to smack him to make sure it was actually Komori. He wasn’t entirely sure how smacking him would prove that but maybe it would, and in the least it would make him feel better about it. Still Senshi looked at the… creature that his maybe friend had drug in with him. Staring at Captain Einstein “Komorgi” the Corgi he gave it a slowly raised eyebrow. What was this dirty creature doing in his clean and sterile tattoo parlour.
 
Did Komori want to get an infection from receiving the tattoo. After all Senshi was going to be covering the entirety of his arm, that would result in a lot of blood. Senshi wasn’t able to heal the wound either as it needed to heal on its own and then the seals power learned. Something that, if Komori managed to survive the procedure, would undoubtedly have a lot of fun doing. Especially since he was one of those chakra means everything freaks. Not amazing like Reizo and Senshi were with their Taijutsu and weapons. Komori was but a mere peasant on the physical specimen scale, unlike Senshi who had an Adonis like body. Well when you got pass the scars and burns at least.
 
Komori would learn what women like when he matured more however. His pale, weak and thin little bean pole frame wouldn’t attract good women. He needed sunlight. He needed to look more like a man and less like an emo Uchiha wannabe. Again something he would learn with time, and not something that Senshi the ever loving non sexual guy would really know however. As Komori explained the tattoo he wanted he received only a slight raised eyebrow. Seriously, he couldn’t be bothered to have brought in an image or something. Now Senshi was going to have to drag this out and in a bad way.
 
With a slight sigh he turned grabbing a pen and his notebook and pulling a page out of it. He quickly sketched out and arm over the entire page and then began to draw falling rain with clashing thunder bolts going through it, huge clouds at the top were made in the Polynesian style that Senshi preferred. The rain falling from the clouds and the lightning bolts arcing through the rain on both the upper arm and the fore arm. Once he had completed it he slid the paper over to Komori for him to see before speaking. “Something like this? Do you want color or just black?” Senshi would sit back in his chair giving Captain Einstein weird looks and staring impassively at Komori as he waited for him to confirm or deny that this was what he wanted on his arm.
 

Seriously who came into a tattoo parlour without having bothered to look up what they wanted permanently placed on their body until the end of time? Idiots that’s who.

WC: 618
TWC:  1425

Tattoo: 618/1500 -  Komori did 603/1500 = 1221/3000
Chakra Scalpel - 807/3000
25% Max Stat Discount

OH look at there! Look at that right there! With just enough perfect brow beating and semi passive aggressiveness, primarily straight up aggression, Komori actually have a picture for him. Well that would teach him to be so lazy as to pretend like he had not come prepared. If he ever did it again Senshi was definitely going to tattoo all of the care bears on him and leave him to figure out how to explain that to the women folk. Mess with the great tattoo artist of KUmogakure will you? Well he knew how to get you back and there was nothing you could do about it once he did. So let that be a warning to you.
 
Puh-lease, Senshi had overdosed on age pills when he made Jounin not Chuunin, get your timelines straight. He’d gone from 16 to 22, that really wasn’t overdosing now was it. Was there even a limit to the amount of age pills someone could take? Senshi wasn’t sure but it sounded like and interesting medical research project that he could get into. He’d have to do some research first to make sure no one had already done the project but if they had not, then he could find himself happily busy soon.
 
As Senshi took the drawing Komori had finally decided to give him, and looked it over he resisted with all his might to not just punch the dumb idiot of a Hozuki in front of him. Maybe having parents with two blood lines had caused it to cross some wires in his head that made him permanently retarded? If that were the case maybe Senshi should be a bit nicer to the Hozuki in order to help him grown and become a functioning member of society. Nah. That was for nice people like Max and Aki to do, rather Senshi would just be his normal surly self until he figured out how to be a mature acting adult.
 
The worst thing that could happen is that Senshi killed him in a random fit of rage. Nothing too bad right? Order sixty six was still in effect and Senshi was pretty sure Lord Raikage liked him better. With that thought in his mind Senshi pulled Komori’s arm so it was completely stretched out and the buzz of his tattoo gun, Irezumi Ju (such a creative name that was too) began to echo throughout the small room that comprised Senshi’s tattoo shop. He didn’t give any warning to Komori, the boy didn’t need it afterall. He was a shinobi he should be prepared for pain at all times. NO way would some needles, being pressed into his skin as hard as Senshi could cause him too much debilitating pain.
 

Komori was man right? Or at elast he fancied himself for being a man. Plus if he screamed too annoyingly Senshi would just tie him down and force him to go through the procedure anyways. All for his own good of course. Senshi continued to tattoo the seals that created the true power up of the booster not even bothering to focus on the cover up image he would need to do over it just yet. He really just wanted to torture Komori right now.

WC: 1967 
TWC:  1425

Tattoo: 1160/1500 -  Komori did 964/1500 = 2124/3000
Chakra Scalpel - 807/3000
25% Max Stat Discount

Senshi was so focused on his work it was almost as though all that existed of Komori was his arm at this point. He knew how much riskier this second procedure was going to be and he wanted to be extra careful in how he built the seals out. Hence, for once he was putting every ounce of his focus into drawing out the seals carefully. Ensuring they were utterly perfect and placed in the correct order. Their orientations even such things as a minor tilt were taken into consideration. He may give Komori a hard time, but the young man was his comrade. A valued comrade who was very close to being considered a friend of Senshi's.

For Senshi who had only one person, possibly two who he could legitimately call a friend that was a very large thing. Both Komon and Komori were on the verge of passing into his small ring of friendship and so he would do everything he could to ensure that this tattoo was as perfect as it could be. He didn't like the fact that Komons tattoo had failed and deeply regretted not only the pain he had brought to the older twin but also that he had wasted his time. He partly felt that by helping Komon's twin become stronger and thus better able to protect himself that he would in someway begin to make up for his failure in applying the tattoo to Komon. He did also want Komori to get the tattoo and not suffer from the debilitating drawbacks should it fail.

Unfortunately beyond being excessively careful and meticulous in his work there was not much he could do to ensure the tattoo took hold correctly. That primarily depended on Komori himself. He needed the vitality to with stand his body being affected by two extremely volatile seals. Seals that were tied directly into his chakra network. He was happy that Komori wasn't in threat of dying from receiving the seals but at the same time he could soon be facing a long and debilitating recovery if the seal failed to take hold. He took a deep breath pressing those thoughts from his mind as he finally finished tattoo the seals into the Hozuki's skin. Now it was time to do the cover of the seals so that others would. It be able to easily identify them.

Didn't want to risk someone like the Kenji guy seeing them and disabling them. It was better to just make it look like some fanciful art that a young shinobi had decided to get in order to show off his toughness or some such nonsense as that. Which now thst Senshi thought of it, that was actually something Komori would do. He liked the guy, really he did, but he was weird. Oh well, Senshi's dark purple tattoo gun flew over Komori's skin steadily hiding all of the seals behind the image that he had so conviently provided. It took well over two hours just for Senshi to make sure the cover up was good but finally he sat back laying the tattoo gun down.

Wetting a paper towel with some antiseptic solution he carefully wiped down Komoris arm taking a moment to admire the work he had done. He was a rather talented artist at this point and it was always nice to see that his work had turned out well. Finally he spoke, "Go ahead and check it out then carefully activate it. It may fail. If it does you are in no threat of dying but it will hurt and you will be in for a long rehabilitation. Let's do your first activation here with me in case a complication arises." He gave a nod to Komori as he stood up waiting to see what happened.M

WC 636

Tattoo: 1796 words from me, 1247 from Komori = 3043/3000
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