Recuperation (P)

Ise had still been unconscious while Kurayami had taken him into the Hospital. It was obvious that the young Uchiha was in need of immediate medical attention, so no one wasted any time with him getting the treatment that he had needed. Fortunately, he was still alive, despite being unconscious, however, it was apparent he wouldn’t stay that way if he was left untreated. So, the doctors had gone straight to work, stitching his leg back together.

WC: 77

(OOC: Sorry that this is extremely short! x.x)

"Bring me the needle," Natsuki told the nurse as she pushed on the injury to stop the bleeding. The medical bed, a brilliant white moments ago, was drenched in blood, a genin's blood.  The boy in the emergency room was without a leg. They brought his missing limb alongside in a box filled with ice.

"Morphine," She yelled as she looked at the monitor, Ise's pulse going haywire. The nurse reached under the disk containing the sterilized tools and into the bag that contained Natsuki's surgery peripherals. A syringe filled with the liquid. She injected it into the IV drip. Natsuki would empty a bottle of ointment to disinfect the red wound. And then get to work. She would re-attach the bone with the mystical palm technique. After cutting the excess flesh, she would begin to make her way with threads and biodegradable thread to stitch the flesh back together.

Once the procedure was over, Ise would be moved to a different bed and rolled to a separate room in the Hoshi hospital. The Genin would wake up in robes a couple of days later. Crackers, raspberry jello, and orange juice would wait for him once he did. A button was next to his bed, there to be pressed by Isemori if he needed anything.

WC: 223

Ise had been out for a couple of days, trapped in a deep sleep. It was as if he were walking in nothingness. It was dark as far as his eyes could see. Whenever he walked through the darkness, it was as if there was something or someone there right behind him, watching him. It was an eerie feeling, and when he had finally turned to check and see if someone was there, the only thing that would greet him was the same nothingness. Just facing in the opposite direction. Then, after a while, the silver-haired Uchiha's eyes opened wide, sitting up-right quickly while gasping for air. His Sharingan had instinctively activated, however, there was a brand new third tomoe engraved within both of his eyes instead of just two. Once he had gotten his bearing and calmed down, his Sharingan eyes deactivated, turning back into their regular emerald green. 


He quickly realized that he was in a hospital room and he had slightly winced, noticing that his leg had been surgically put back on. That was when he couldn’t help but think about the red-haired boy. He had a feeling that the boy had taken him here … but why? “Wasn’t he actually going to kill me? He could have easily done so. Then again, he was definitely acting strange,” The young Uchiha sighed, deciding not to dwell on it too much. That was when his belly had begun to talk to him, so to speak, feeling the ache of hunger that came with it. That was when he had taken notice of the food sitting on the stand next to his bed, quickly deciding to chow down on the crackers and raspberry jello without giving it a second thought. Not even a minute later, he downed the glass of orange juice feeling refreshed, despite still being hungry. Just how long had he been asleep?

Ise then decided to grab the button, pressing it. He sat there in the bed, patiently waiting for someone to arrive. He wasn’t sure if he should ask about the red-headed boy and what had happened to him. What’s more is that he wasn’t sure if his older brother and mom were here as well, waiting to see him. There were a lot of questions Ise had and he wasn’t even sure if would get all of the answers that he had wanted, but to him, it was still worth giving it a shot. Not only that, but perhaps he could have the chance to thank whoever had reattached his leg.

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WC: 427
TWC: 504

The button was pressed, and before long, a beautiful woman was standing over Isemori. She was tall, taller than the Uchiha and the sun made her hair look more gold than silver. Her regal clothing gave away she was not part of the nursing staff and her white eyes to which family she belonged.

"Seems like you and your friend went at it very hard at the sparring session."  Natsuki Hyuuga said, her face still as a porcelain mask as she activated her Byakugan to examine Ise's patched wounds. Once finished, the kunoichi made for the folder attached to the hospital bed, paying extra attention to his hydration levels and pulse rate the past forty-eight hours.

"Everything appears to be in order" She smiled at Ise wide and bright "But how are you feeling?"

WC: 135

Ise had smiled as the women had entered the room. She was tall - probably about the same height as his mother. That was when Ise’s heart had practically skipped a beat, forgetting about his family for at least a split second. Chances were that his mom already knew about what had happened. As for Itsuki though on the other hand … chances were he either would be indifferent about what had happened to him, or he probably would find it hilarious in some maniacal twisted sort of way. Granted, that was even if he had learned about what had happened to Ise to begin with. "Seems like you and your friend went at it very hard at the sparring session." The lady said, which made the young Uchiha chuckle nervously. However, Ise couldn’t help but think there was more to it when it came to the red-headed boy.

“Yeah, that’s one way of looking at it,” The young Uchiha said aloud. Truth be told, he didn’t know what else to say really, even though he couldn’t help but think about how or why the boy did what he did. Should I ask her what a ‘Yuumei’ is? Ise pondered for a minute, however, before he could think more on the matter. The Doc spoke to him once more, asking how he was feeling. “Well, I’m not in that much pain anymo-” Ise had said, however, he moved too quickly for the first time and a wave of pain shot through his leg. The strained expression on his face had said it all. It was still too soon for him to get out of bed. “On second thought, never mind,” The young Uchiha had said, his voice sounding strained still, beginning to ease back down on the bed slowly. Ise had still debated on whether or not he should ask the doctor what a Yuumei was exactly, and after some silent debating on the matter, Ise spoke to the Doc once again. “Hey, Doc? Do you … know what a ‘Yuumei’ is?” He had asked her quizzically, not even sure if he even pronounced the thing right. Even though he shouldn’t be thinking about something like that, he couldn’t help but shake the thought about Kurayami away. Ise still remembered looking at him - seeing that he was being tormented by … something. That was when Kurayami had mentioned the word. Then, he went berserk and attacked him. What’s more was that there was this odd-looking pattern on Kurayami’s body. It looked like a Tattoo or something, but then again, he didn’t know of any tattoo that magically changed color, looking like flames as well as spreading across one’s entire body at that. Did that have something to do with the Yuumei as well?

After some more thinking to himself, his eyes staring absentmindedly at his belongings that were placed on the chair next to his bed, that was when he had also remembered yet another thing - something really important. “Oh! And I also have something for you as well. It’s a donation. My mom had wanted me to deliver it to the Hospital on her day off work,” Ise had said pointing to the small bag-like pouch that was sitting on the table. There was something slimy and squishy in the pouch, and honestly, Ise didn’t want to know what was in there. But since he was already here, despite the circumstances, at least he was able to deliver his mother’s donation to the Hospital like she had asked him to do.

WC: 591
TWC: 1095

“Something evil.” She responded when the lad asked about the Yuumei. Unfortunately, she was all too familiar with it. She hasn’t heard her cousin Seto Yomiyama preach about it for a day, and she almost began to miss it.

“They said in the past that if you met someone with that ability, it’s wiser to flee than fight.”

The Yuumei had saved Seto when he had flowed downriver after the Grimma wars. The mysterious power granted him transformed him from an average man who struggled with alcoholism to a sober formidable fighter. Even Stein, the last S rank missing Nin, could not match in battle prowess.

“A donation?” Natsuki was taken aback by this. She did not need the Byakugan to see organs in that squishy bag. What type of organs she would have to cross-examine with the current specimens in the evidence box of her brother and figure it out. She knew there were incidents with that Jashin Cult that made its appearance a couple of months prior, and these bags appeared around the city like wildfire. Some of them must have made their way to Isemori’s family, or so was Natsuki’s hypothesis. 

“Well done, thank you, but I feel I have to give you something in return.” She said with a smile wide and bright. Raising a hand, the air of the forum began to fill with space-time energy. A lotioned hand reached inside and drew a folder. She placed it on Ise’s bed.

“Inside this folder, there was a check for 40,000 ryo.  You can cash this in the accounting department of Unseen University. How you spend it is up to you.” That was a lot of money for a fresh Genin to have. However, Ayato was evident in his desire to keep the streets clean of transplants and was willing to meet the prices of the black market and then some.

Natsuki moved at the tables, took the bags, and bid farewell to the young Uchiha. The kunoichi made her way towards the evidence room of the Unseen University to place the organs. Her mind span back to a debate about the morality of transplants between her siblings.

“Transplants were always a thing in the shinobi world.” She remembered Toneri protesting.
“People will always die because of them. That blood cannot be on the headband.”

She shuddered at the memory. What happened to their father was something that Ayato would never move past.


WC: 407
TWC: 765

Claims: 765 to B-rank Perfect Body [765/850] with 50% Universal LC discount 

+2 Terumi Organs from Isemori (Halloween Event)
-40,000 Ryo from village treasury to Isemori Uchiha

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Ise could practically feel his heart drop when Natsuki had called Yuumei ‘evil’. What’s more is that she further explained, saying that if one were to meet someone with a Yuumei, to run away from the person rather than fight them. Ise made a gulping sound; sweat slightly dripped from his forehead. “Is someone with a Yuumei really that scary?” He asked himself in his head, despite the fact that he already knew the answer. The only thing that snapped the young Uchiha out of his own thoughts was when Natsuki had talked about the donation from his mother. “Yeah! Although … I don’t know where the bag came from. Heck, I didn’t even bother looking inside of it,” Ise admitted with his typical goofy grin. All he was told was to deliver the bag to the hospital and say that it was a donation from his mom.

Then, a few minutes later, Natsuki stated that she felt like the young Uchiha had deserved some type of reward for turning in the donation. That was when he had for the first time witnessed what appeared to be some sort of space-time ninjutsu being used. Natsuki had simply raised a hand and then pulled out a folder. Shortly after she had placed it on the bed in front of the young Uchiha, she had stated that there was a check inside of 40,000 ryo. This of course made Ise’s jaw drop. “40,000!?!?!? … I don’t know what was in that pouch, but it must have definitely been worth that much money!” Ise had thought to himself. He also had thought about whether or not he should make more of these ‘donations’. That was when he had finally looked up, forgetting to say his thanks. “Th-Thank you!” Ise had stated with a grin. He honestly wasn’t expecting a reward, but if it was given, it would be even more rude of him to not accept such a gift. That was something that he had learned from his mom.

“You should always accept something given to you, even if you feel you don’t deserve one. It’s rude to turn down something someone is giving you out of the kindness of their heart, ya know.” His mother’s words echoed in his own thoughts. He also remembered how Itsuki said that it was all a bunch of baloney. Either way, he now had a check sitting in front of him, and once he was free to leave the hospital after some more recuperation needed for his leg, he was going to go and cash it.

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