With Great Power Comes Great Responsibility...

Upon receiving the formal request for his presence, Guren would depart from his place of residence and make his way towards the Otokage Mansion. He was unsure just what exactly that Kaito had planned though he assumed it was of vital importance. As it had been early in the morning when he set out from his home, Zidane had still been soundly asleep. His brother had quite the last few days, experiencing a sliver of the potential that the natural berserker bloodline had in store for him, yet clearly had been overtaken by it. The result was disaster to the advanced training facility, which Guren immediately rectified and compensated the facility for the damages. Still though, a portion of him had felt guilty for subjecting the clone to such a transformation so early in his life. As he walked through the streets of Otogakure he wondered if he should have done things differently. Perhaps it would have made more sense for him to introduce those bloodlines to Zidane some time after he had existed, rather than right at his point of creation. Though at the time, the Third assumed that if it was what he knew from his origin, he'd have much less frustrations towards what came with it. And besides, it was Guren's original path to walk down the road of being a monstrosity. And if he could do it, then surely his genome could.

Upon arrival at the mansion, the Third made his way into the reception area while offering a wave of acknowledgement to the worker behind the desk. She'd nod, refraining from interrupting his train of thought while simultaneously recognizing his credentials. Guren was the Sound 5 Commander, which meant that he'd have access to any part of the village without specific authorization needed. That is, unless the esteemed Otokage required otherwise. But for now, the understanding was that the Chinoike would be able to come and go to the Otokage's office as necessary; whether to inform him of highly classified information, or even to just catch up with his former student.

Once he reached the large double doored entrance to the office, he'd offer a series of three knocks on one of the oaken doors. Promptly, the man was invited in. And so he'd push the door open and wear a subtle smile on his face. 

"How the tables have turned, Lord Otokage. That desks suits you well."

WC = 403

A lot had transpired in the once lush, but barely desolate lands. Against a few indecisive minds, The Uchiha clan had come to an agreement on allowing the settlement of this new village known as Otogakure, and with the long winded delegations with the ever elusive Orochi clan, the three founding clans of the lands had came into unison on the pressing matter. Fast forward to this day of days and Noya stood tall on the pinnacle of the Uchiha Elder Building staring out into the distance into the expansive landscape that he had once guarded with one other, Sarutobi Satoshi. Much had changed and his duties had also changed within the village since he was the Elder of the Uchihas and to many the Clan head in the village itself, it was still weird being apart of a village once more. His last memories of ever wearing a headband were so long ago that as he stared at the Sound headband numerous memories flowed through his mind. Today he would be wearing a black and white Haori which housed a unique array of red and black wood lilies. His bottoms would consist of a black and white hakama and lastly adorning his feet would be a pair of straw sandals. He stood there for a bit opening and closing a black fan that when fully extended showed the Uchiha symbol, and for the most part he stayed there in silence as the sun had came over the horizon.

His senses alerted him to an oncoming force as he turned his head slightly, the person being one of the messengers of the Uchiha clan. The masked female gave a small bow before holding out a scroll," For you Master Noya," she'd exclaim rather quickly before standing up and backing away. Taking the scroll into his hands he would open it and begin to read over its contents quickly. A small hum would escape his lips as he re-rolled the scroll up and stuck it into the depths of his Haori before nodding to her. The female would disappear before he had leaped off of the building and began to scale down it using the various rooftops to get to the bottom of the building before using the seal of confrontation to disappear in a blur. It would not take him long to arrive to the mansion of the Otokage and when he did he would walk in and announce himself to the secretary. Shortly after he would begin to walk through the expansive building until his destination was in front of him. He could hear the voice of one other as he opened the door and walked in to see the sight of both Kaito, the Otokage, and Guren. Giving both a curt smile he would walk in and close the door behind him," So what do I owe this unexpected summon to Lord Otokage? Surely you aren't calling me in for a tea date," there was a smug yet playful tone to his words as he closed the fan he had into his hands and waited to see what had been going on.

525 WC

As he stood near the door, Guren couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for the professionalism of Kaito. He seemed to understand the importance in little details, such as the customization of his desk. And he also was quite formal in the same sense, in reference to the ornate tea set which was organized and in place for each visitor Kaito was expecting. "Keep that mentality Kaito, things like that though trivial can mean the world to us." 

Upon noticing the third placement of a cup for tea, the Chinoike could not help but wonder who would be the final person joining the pair. And following the brief silence that ensued the room after Guren's comment, the third person would be revealed to him. It had been Noya, a fellow founder of Otogakure, and a native to the Land of Sky. Though he seemed unapproachable and standoffish at first, the Uchiha appeared to be gradually warming up to the foreigners in his land; even offering a lighthearted joke at the purpose of today's meeting. While the pair briefly stood shoulder to shoulder near the room's entrance, Guren would offer his right hand to Noya. Whether he chose to shake it would be up to him. 

Following that interaction, Kaito would mention the bonding aspect of tea, which Guren would smile softly at. It had been a testament to one of the more minor things that the Chinoike had taught him, but nonetheless a vital aspect of business. While his predecessor chose alcohol, Guren's pleasantry during meetings was tea. It had an innate way of calming sore subjects, and stimulating the brain when solving complex problems. Kaito's decision to uphold that novelty was a sentiment that The Third deeply appreciated.

When offered a seat, Guren would oblige, walking over to one of the two leather couches and taking a seat on its right side. Once Kaito offered some tea, of course Guren would partake, graciously receiving the cup from the Otokage. He'd raise it to his face, inhaling its essence and fragrant tones, before taking a controlled sip of the hot beverage. Smiling to himself, he was proud of Kaito's taste. Interestingly enough though, Kaito would dive right into the subject at hand. He began with his enthusiasm behind Otokage's conception, and segued into being grateful to be elected Otokage. This conversation smoothly transitioned into a subject which Guren had been familiar with: The Sharingan. Throughout his shinobi career, those he shadowed and worked alongside displayed magnificent feats with various stages of the Sharingan, with even his own mentor possessing the coveted Rinnegan. But instead of interjecting, he'd listen to the specifics that Kaito detailed. The proposal from Kaito was calculated, suggesting that the men swap eyes in order to awaken their Mangyeko Sharingan. It was brilliant, and as a pioneer of transplants, a proposal which he himself could get behind. And finally, Kaito would inquire about Guren's own willingness to carry out the transplant.

Seeing as the man's decision was much less consequential than Noya's, he'd respond first. "Of course Kaito, as you know I've performed many surgeries and transplants. And for your comfort, Noya, I have over a decade of experience in this subject."

WC = 537. TWC = 940

So a palavar of sorts? His eyes scanned the two for a moment before he had simply let out a small chuckle and shrugged. It was reminiscent of an old time for him, and it almost was as if he was back in time. Looking over to Guren, he would examine the hand and slowly reach out with his left but instead of grabbing the hand he would grab for his forearm and give it a squeeze, nothing too hard or threatening but instead as a sign of respect," Only businessmen and acquaintances shake hands. If we are to stand as comrades and friends this is how we address one another, Commander," for once since the two had met the cold hearted Uchiha did he sound genuine...nice even. After the two shared the exchange, he would take his seat opposite to Guren and pick up the tea cup as he took in the aroma. He would silently sip on the tea with his eyes closed as he listened to Kaito, and for a moment he would simply be at peace until Kaito had brought up the Mangekyou Sharingan. At that moment his sipping would stop as he sat the cup down gently and chuckled for a moment, his eyes still closed," How perceptive of you though I should expect nothing less from another Uchiha. Though how you noticed is another story, but yes. I have obtained the Mangekyou Sharingan,"and to prove his point he would open his eyes as the unique pattern of his Mangekyou took over his eyes. He would look at Kaito as he continued though he would give the disclaimer to ease their minds," You have no need to worry about being induced into a Genjutsu. That is saved for my enemies specifically, but yes. As to answer your next question, It is a story told among my family here from the eldest passed down to the children. An evolution very many in the Land of Sky have every obtained, only two in our entire lineage here have been recorded to achieve it though the means of how were either lost or intentionally destroyed. Though from what I could gather it was taboo due to stealing one's light from another," as he finished his eyes would return to their icy blue hues. Just activating was strenuous but he was used to it.

Kaito confirmed the bits he had already known but his next question had...perturbed him. Thankfully he had further corrected what he had meant before picking up the cup and looking over to Guren, gauging his take on this for a moment. Of the three in the room, while Noya had been very keen and knowledgeable, he felt as if Guren was above him in some aspects. Though he looked briefly his eyes would return to Kaito as the cup which was now empty would be returned to the table," An interesting proposal for sure. You are asking for me to entrust my "light" to you in order to awaken this..."Eternal" state. Most would think you mad, but... Times are changing and evil even more so. If we are to protect this land we must do what we can. So I accept," the answer was short though he did not know what would come from this truthfully, but he would soon find out.

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558 WC

It was pleasant to hear from the Uchiha that he considered Guren a friend, and rightfully so. The two along with the rest of the founders had been instrumental in founding Otogakure, and with that came an uncanny bond which none of the men could deny. However Guren had initially detected a hint of reluctance within Noya, which was natural. There were foreigners in his land, being uneasy was a more than fair response. But with time those tensions quelled, and it seemed as if he finally was warming up to the Sunagakure troupe. The Commander embraced the forearm gripped handshake, nodded, and smiled to Noya's resolve. He then carried on his actions as previously described and listened intently to the native's response to the Otokage's proposal. Though he seemed relatively alarmed at Kaito's perception, he brought up the idea's taboo status which resulted in a brief silence of reflection after. After that period, Noya seemed to hesitantly agree, which was more than understandable. 

Following this, Guren would direct his gaze towards Kaito who seemed to offer the others in the room a toast. Guren readied the grip on his cup and raised it to toast off of Kaito and Noya's. With a subtle smile, he'd follow this action with a hearty sip from his cup before placing it back down upon its coaster on the table. "Please, the pleasure is mine. I come to enjoy these surgeries as I learn quite a bit in the process," the Commander would say, admitting to relishing opportunities like these. Like his predecessor, the Chinoike kept a journal which documented all of his research and findings. Before departing from Sunagakure, he made sure to inherit and copy Kenshin's own which he'd openly share with Sebastian. The two were, what Guren thought, Kenshin's last proteges; and so it only seemed right for them to continue to study his practices. Pulling his own journal from his item pouch, he'd lean over to Kaito's desk and grab a pen from this. "Don't mind if I just steal this," he'd say in a light manner while opening his notebook and jotting some notes down on a new page entry. Once that was completed, he'd store the pin in the binding on the notebook and place both back in his item pouch.

After this, Kaito would invite both Noya and Guren to a room which he had constructed to serve as a dedicated place for surgeries. Its conception seemed quite practical, as emergency medical services could be easily conducted here. After another pause, Kaito inquired on other DNA which the Chinoike might have in his possession. Promptly, the former Kazekage would respond almost as if he had already considered what might be most practical for the Otokage. "Indeed I do. From my former position, I was able to survey and monitor all of Sunagakure's shinobi's growth. Yours in particular, I invested in personally quite a bit. The reason I bring this up is because like me, you are capable of accessing Sage Mode. To put it shortly, I have a bloodline which I have installed in my...genome Zidane. Please, keep his identity secret. But I am sure you both have heard of his outburst at the advanced training facility. It is a product of the bloodline. In exchange for innate accumulation of nature stacks, it makes the host more susceptible to bits of rage. It takes time to master the bloodline, though it synergizes well with fueling Sage Mode."

The Third would await Kaito's response and presumed interest on the subject. Should he reveal an interest in it, then he would carry out the transplant as well. But in any case, the Chinoike followed Kaito to the room as requested. Upon arrival, Guren noticed a man seemingly standing guard at a room's entrance near the end of a dimly lit hallway. They'd proceed past hid and enter into the large room. It was similar to the Otokage's office, yet reminded Guren of Kenshin's workstation in the Sunagakure hospital. 

In response to Kaito's mentioning of the hands of Gods, Guren would chuckle momentarily. "Please don't flatter me Kaito, I'd hardly consider myself a God" he joked. "But I'll need you both to lay upon one of those tables and remove anything which will obstruct my access to your eyes." 

Assuming both men complied, Guren would walk over to the desk in between the two tables and perform the handseals for the storage displacement technique. Resultantly, Shinrah's preserved body would spawn lying onto the table giving off the scent of chemicals and death. With the execution of another set of handseals, Guren's chakra scalpel would coat his left hand which he'd plunge into the body of the dead berserker. Swiftly, he'd retrieve a single organ which left the body with just one more transplantable one. He'd then cancel this technique, banishing the corpse back to the storage displacement realm. Walking over to one of the cabinets near the wall, the Chinoike would momentarily rummage through them with his right hand until finding a surgical tray, a jar, and preservation fluids. He'd fill the jar with the fluids then return to the desk and set the tray and jar upon it. Now in between the two men, Guren would swiftly perform the handseals to the Chakra Anesthetic technique which would shroud his right hand. He'd walk over to Kaito, numbing his torso and eyes, then walk over to Noya to numb his eyes. When this was concluded, he'd perform the handseals for the Mystical Palm Aura technique which would coat the entire room in a field of healing chakra. By now the effects of the anesthetic should be in full force.

"Alright boys, you both should be feeling just about nothing in the spots I numbed, right? And so without further adieu, let's get this show on the road." 

Having been a rehearsed surgeon, the process would be quick and efficient for the Chinoike. His left hand would offer the Berserker organ to his right, and still coated with the chakra scalpel aura he'd easily insert it into Kaito's torso. Within a few seconds, the connective tissue around the Otokage's right lung would be severed and from the incision point Guren would extract the Uchiha lung. In the blink of an eye, he'd give the organ to his right hand and give the berserker organ to his left, then insert the Jugo lung in the place where he removed the Uchiha one. The healing aura within the room near instantly repaired all internal and external wounds upon Kaito. 

"Hm, I may conclude this in record time," Guren said while softly dropping Kaito's former lung into the jar. He'd seal it shut, perform the handseals for storage displacement, and teleport the jar to the same place where the corpse had been sent to. Now with that out of the way, he'd focus on the eyes.

One by one, he'd use this chakra scalpel technique to sever each man's connective tissue near the eyes, and pluck out each eye. He'd set each Sharingan on the surgical tray, but not before observing them for a brief moment, mentally jotting down notes which he'd record in his journal when the time came. After all four Sharingan were extracted, the Commander would promptly place Kaito's set of eyes into Noya and Noya's set of eyes into Kaito. The entire process was very quick, amounting to no more than one minute, which was a testament to Guren's proficiency in the art. With a surge of chakra, he'd flood the room with even more of a healing aura to ensure that the aura wasn't just sustaining the men but also replacing and restoring everything they lost. 

"The surgery is done, but please keep your eyes closed and don't move for a couple of minutes so that your bodies can adjust. Just because you don't feel anything doesn't mean you don't need to heal."

In the period which ensued afterwards, Guren would wash his hands and cancel all of his techniques save for the mystical palm aura. He'd then retrieve his journal and pen, and record the surgery and his thoughts within it while leaning upon the desk in the middle of the room.

WC = 1375. TWC = 2315
- Transferring 1 Jugo lung from Shinrah's corpse to Kaito's body
- Transferring 1 Uchiha lung from Kaito's body to Guren's SD

Noya was never one of truly trusting outsiders due to the turbulent times of the land when brigands and looters tried to take what they had. When looking at these two and working with them he felt a feeling that he had not felt in so long - hope. While his outer demeanor would not show it he would keep his same stoic look on his face as the topic proceeded though he did glance over every so often to see how Guren was reacting to this. The sanguine male would agree to do the transplant and after he did, Noya would poise himself to stand. However he would stop and remain seated after seeing that they were about to commit to a toast. Raising his own tea cup into the air he would move his cup to the others cause a small "clinking" sound to fill the room. After finishing his cup he would stand and follow behind the others silently, wondering what would truly come from this. As the trio made it to the room he would look around and sit on the empty bed, getting relaxed before laying back and looking up to the ceiling. Parting his hair in a way that it would not obscure his vision he would await for light to soon become darkness. For him it felt like hours but once he had heard Guren's voice once more he would remain seated while however sitting up and waiting for the doctor to clear them.