As The Eye Has It

It was a brand new day.

Windows would be cracked open just a tad to let the air flow naturally throughout the house. A faint smell of ginkgo trees danced along the nose, as the scent wafted through the air and into the place. Sounds of the every day, are heard throughout it. But, most importantly, seated at the table, enjoying a nice cup of tea; was Hiroki. Alongside his two new compatriots, Hiro and Ki. One of them was in for a very special treat today. As part of the little one's initiation into the world of shinobis, the Seventh Sage of the Seventh Scale deemed it best that they received a transplant. More like two transplants though. It was a combination of a regular clan organ and another special thing of said clan. Unbeknownst to the little guy, little Ki, he'd be getting himself an organ of the Kamigawa Clan and one of their doujutsu eyes. The little rascal had a proclivity towards the art of Space-Time, so he was more than deserving to have this area of expertise further amplified. The Chunin would see to that, at the very least.

When the winds of fate, would see to it; a change in their respective, perspectives of things.

The trio of them all were now walking towards Ichigo Sato's Institute of Medicine and Hospital. His brother figure, moreso creator; Hiroki, was walking slightly ahead as usual, seeing as neither he nor his fellow living clones were privy to their way around the village. At least, from Hiro's view of things, that's how life was currently. Being new to this world and placed immediately with the care of a ward and actual younger brother was a difficult task. Certainly, one done begrudgingly as well. Speaking of, going on a piggyback currently, atop the giant lad's shoulders was the celebratory one of the day. At least he seemed to be enjoying things. Overall, the disposition amongst them was calm. The only one providing an energy besides such was Ki, who was instead gleefully humming and occasionally even jokingly tugging at his older brother's hair. To which, the Beast of Burden, already growing accustomed to this, would just sigh.

The day will go by fast, luckily enough; this moment is merely fleeting, he'd think.

Lo and behold, what was thought would almost certainly have to come true. As they neared the door to the entrance of the Hospital founded by the 12th Raikage of Kumogakure, it would be seen by his dark eyes that the doorway was currently smaller in height than that of Ki sitting atop Hiro's shoulders. A look of slight relief would cross his face, but when they'd finally reach there and halt, he'd wait a second for the other to get down and proceed to walk on his own. But...such a thing didn't happen. Hiroki, already in the atrium, would only turn back to smirk with crossed arms. [b]"Ok, young wolf. Time to head inside, but can't do that from up there." And to think, the enigmatic Wolf of Dusk, being chaotic as they were, wouldn't even give a response. Or a verbal one at that. Instead, just a simple shake to say no and then a rather taunting giggle. Not having the time for it though, the problem would be solved by just dealing with it. Ducking down, practically walking on his knees to get in through the door; Hiro would make this sacrifice to just get this little trip over with. Once into the atrium, through the bouts of laughter that had erupted from Roki at the sight of this, he'd be able to stand once more.

Now that that was settled, it was showtime.

Hiroki would walk over to the desk in the main waiting room, giving his name and stating that he was there for an appointment, not for himself but, instead indicating the youngest member of the three shinobi. Who it was with, although, they'd still yet to find out and see, with Ichi now having his time being needed elsewhere.

WC: 679

In the depths of the hospital the loudest of Enka rap could be heard. On the table had been the body of a deceased shinobi, gone before their time so to speak. In all honesty it had been a criminal who had not settled the debt of his sentence so now his body was up for science. Now it was withing the realm of the Mad Doctor. His head bopped to the music as he moved his hand with expert precision. Each movement was not wasted as he cut a vertical incision into the stomach and chest of the male and with a flick of his wrist the scalpel would be thrown into a small dish of water to be sanitized for later. Reaching into the males cavity he would begin to pull out organ after organ, weighing them and then throwing them into independent coolers to be stored for later usage. The more he moved the more it felt like a dance of sorts. His feet shuffled and glided with the music as he worked a perfect symphony of hand eye coordination. Here the Jounin of the Clouds, Mukuro Ketsua, passed his time as the head medic of the village. During this time he could hear a few beeps coming from a device 3 meters to his right. A small hum came from his lips as he slid to the right and into a chair before spinning. With one fluid motion the heel of his foot would collide with the desk making the receiver fly into the air and with one fluid motion he would grab it from there air and answer.


"This is biiiggggg papa Mukuro whatcha need beautiful?"

A few hums would come from him as he continued to spin in the chair. Visitors huh? Well then lookie at what had been going on. A smirk appeared on his face as he stopped spinning and nodded," Alright send them all in. They should know where my office is," of course he knew from the secretary who had been coming to visit him. He had met one of them during the return of the Raikage. Hiroki if he remembered correctly? Yeah him. Whoever he had brought with him however had been the mystery but he would hang up the phone and swivel in the chair as he waited for them to go in. After a moment or two he would hear them come in and slowly he would turn around to face them," Welcome what brings you all in today hmm?," he would clasp his hands together as he smiled and waited

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Moving on over to the morgue, the Raiju of Kumogakure would enter the chamber of the deceased, with both his beasts following in short pursuit. The only difference from before is now both were walking, and the younger of the two was finally convinced to do so. Upon walking in, he’d quickly make note of who the current doctor was. ”Ah, Mukuro. Good to see you again.” Hiroki would say while gesturing for the other two to pick up the pace a bit. Ki was beginning to lag behind a bit due to the cool new sights of the place. Everything was currently captivating to him, especially with the blaring sounds of the rhythmic music being played. But Hiro would be there to nudge him along quietly and cooly, making sure that nothing was being knocked over by the petite mischief maker in the process.

The shimmer of a polite smile would be gleaned back in the Jounin’s direction, the Chunin then going on to answer ”We’re here because I’ve been told that there’s a Kamigawa organ and one of their Uchugan as well. Was hoping to purchase it and get it transplanted for Ki over there as I feel it will be of great benefit to him.” Upon pointing over to the blue-haired living clone, he would currently be staring directly into a jar of some unknown liquid that was sitting on one of the nearby tables; his face basically right up on the glass. A bit of an odd sort, sure, but who could blame him. He was just a kid after all, and in this case; it was basically like he was born yesterday. But still, the ever-vigilant Hiro would turn him around so that way he’d be paying attention.

WC: 293
TWC: 972

Good. He was one of the ones that did not do the Mr or Mrs which only made the brownie points Hiroki had been gaining go up a bit. He would unclasp his hands for just a moment to turn down the music a bit so that both could talk without yelling which would have been unnecessary. So it seems that the male was here to attain more power for his…hmm could that be called a son. His eyes inquisitively moved over to the blue haired male as he hummed to the beat of the music and then back to Hiroki where he would shrug for a moment. Not his monkey not his circus after all. He would motion for them to come into the inner sanctum of the room and offered them a seat before he himself stood up and walked over to a cooler,” Didn’t peg you for a family man. Let’s see. Kamigawa. Kamigawa. I am sure I archived it somewhere over here. And is that the only one you are wanting?,” he would ask this specifically due to making a mental manifest. After a few moments he would have the organs in question and then turned around with the same fluid motion and press the compartment closed with his left foot.

Walking over to his desk he would sit the jar down and lean on it lightly before motioning for the blue haired male to come on over. Once all parties were within the vicinity he would hold his left hand downward as a 3 cm circle of blurred space would form and from it a dome would form around all four of them. From there he would crack his knuckles and smile. Alright kiddo this is your first big operation and you’re with one of the best. I’m going to warn you though…this may feel a bit intrusive,” as he said this he would pick up the boy with no real effort before sitting him on the gurney 3 meters from him and apply a healthy dose of anesthesia to him. The radio would be turned back up and without missing a beat he would weave through the seals for the Chakra Scalpel technique. With his left hand he would make an incision on the males right side and with another smooth motion he would cut delicately around the eye. The eye would be plucked from the head and sat on the side while he also removed the kidney as well. The next thing to be put in would be the kidney and with one fluid motion he would scoop both up and throw them into the receptacle he pulled the original organs out of. Deactivating the chakra scalpel technique he would smile as he activated his creation rebirth technique. Simultaneously he would mark the blue haired boy as his “patient” and as the effects of creation rebirth would apply to Mukuro they would begin to instantly heal the young boy leaving not a scar on his body.

After the healing was done both the dome and the technique would be released and he would go back to the desk, reaching into one of the bottom drawers and wiping the blood from his hands,” And there we go. Easy. Just give it a moment before you try to activate that eye and you should be good. All you need now is the payment and anything else you might require before you leave. Also, I don’t do prescriptions,” it was probably a sarcastic remark or maybe he was serious. Either way he would await the response from Hiroki before continuing.


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Before moving inward when motioned to, there would be a long drawn out pause as it was clear that Mukuro was trying to decipher or discern something given the way he glanced over in the direction of the blue haired one. A light chuckle with an exasperated lighter sigh at the end would follow from Hiroki's lips at being given the gesture of a shrug in response to the little one's antics. There would be an unspoken thought of it could've been ten times worse, the kid could have just started throwing things everyone...he had a tendency to do that when bored... But anyways...

Like a shepherd leading a small flock, they would then all go; the tallest of them all sitting in the chair that would be closest to the operating table. Clearly just being done as a typical and formal precaution which would be given in any similar circumstance. Even had the man been the Kage himself, there was a protective ferocity about Hiro that would remind the Chunin much of his father. Whereas to counter, there was the wily little Ki. Taking a minute to eventually get there, but inevitably sitting up cross legged on the spot where the surgery would be taking place. While getting him up there, with back still turned, the Dragon Slayer would answer the comment of the Mad Doctor; "That would make the both of us then. These two were a bit of a...surprise team up, but one that was ultimately made with a hell-to-it type of decision- don't repeat that word by the way, you." The last line was something obviously directed to his living clone, but to someone who wasn't actually watching this exchange happen, they might not have known.

And now it was show time.

Hiroki would sit back and watch as the Kumo medical practioner would work his splendid magic on ensuring that this was a smooth and easy thing to complete. From the precision of each scalpel movement down to the intricacies of how he moved in general. It was made clear, this was something that this man does obviously very well at worst, absolutely, positively splendid at best. Ki would be too busy trying not to make funny faces at the Jounin while he did his work, meanwhile Hiro would just, well...be there. Until everything would go off without a hitch then, and things were made known that the procedure was now finally finished. Meandering over to the table, making sure that the Beast of Mercy was listening to what was about to be said, Roki too would listen to the typical little spiel that was given. "No prescription should be needed, luckily enough. Should there be too much discomfort for Ki, well, I'll just bring him back here or get it sorted out myself. Maybe it's time to start polishing off the old alchemy kits again, I'm sure I could whip up something, worse comes to worse."

There would be a pause while the words would settle, before a continuation "Remind me again, how much do I owe you then for this?"

WC: 517
TWC: 1489

"No good medic should have to prescribe medicine of any type unless its an illness our skills cannot heal. That's what I was getting at although it was more of a joke. Also if your little cub messed up any of my lab things I would have to gingerly remind him not to by removing a limb and grafting it somewhere else which I don't think he wants," there was a bemused chuckle as he gave a wink and went back to the desk to sit down and pull out al clipboard. Mukuro would begin to leaf through the numerous pages before reaching for a pen and clicking it, writing something down and then scratching something out," Let's see that will run you 20,000 just for the organs themselves, no cost for the transplant and awesome medical care. I would advise running them through some training to get used to the eyes power and then some, but you should know what to do from there. You need a medical slip for school?," now that was a joke. After the payment was made he would seal it up in a little envelope and set it aside for later, probably to give to Ichigo since he technically had no rights to the organs. He only did the transplants after all.

"Precisely that." The response back would be directed towards the notion of needing to give prescriptions, followed by the young man joining in on the small chorus of laughter which would be made from the medic's joke. "No, I'm sure he wouldn't like that, but I'm also sure he'd be able to make do...eventually." And the tip of Roki's right index finger would give a small little boop on the nose of the Beast of Mercy.

Moving onto the payment, the Chunin, hopefully soon to be Jounin, would smile, nod, and reach for the pouch along his belt. He'd swiftly remove a handful of coins, and upon counting them, he'd then set it down on the table in front of Mukuro. "Inside you'll find the 20,000 required then, presumably this is going to the big man upstairs. Consider the additional 20,000 that is in there as a bonus to yourself, for such a job well done." With a wink being reciprocated back into his direction. "If it's anything like how it was for the Sharingan, then I'm also assured that the training for this eye will go relatively as smooth then. At least, that's the hope for it."

Ki would be sitting there, very casually swinging his legs to and fro while they would dangle off the end of the examination table. Everything had all happened so fast it was really just a blur to the 10 year old. But, upon being asked the question by the guy who had placed the new eye in him, he would just jokingly stick out his tongue. "EWWWWWW SCHOOOOOOL. BORRRRRING." In the background, the audible sighs of both Hiro and Roki could be heard as they exasperated over the loud shrillness which would certainly cut through any silence.

[Giving 40,000 Ryo to Mukuro]

WC: 295
TWC: 1785

"Well, if that's all then Doctor Mukuro, we'll be on our merry way. A thousand and one thanks again for the work." Roki's attention would turn to Hiro and Ki then, nodding towards Hiro, while speaking to Ki "And as for you, little wolf, it's time your brother here start helping you with working on figuring out how to use your new doujutsu and the myriad of abilities it comes with."

With that being said, the two Living Clones would also give their farewells, with Ki giving an extremely elated thanks for the cool new bloodline stuff. The trio would walk out the same way they walked in. Overall, a sense of grace and confidence, but each person exhibiting it in their own unique way. Hiro obviously the quiet kind of confidence, almost being borderline smugness; Hiroki while not particularly loud and raucous still displayed a slight sense of liveliness unlike that of the older brother; and lastly there was good ole' Ki, the loudest of the bunch, and going about it as if there wasn't a single care in the world. The Dragon Slayer knew that this was most likely the legitimate case, but that was to be expected.

Regardless, all three would meander and wander until they eventually got back to their house.

WC: 215
TWC: 2000

Claims:

Hiroki-
-40,000 Ryo (New Ryo Total: 10,480)

Hiro-
20 Stat Points, all going to Speed

Ki-
+1 Transplanted Kamigawa Kidney
+1 Uchugan
All 2000 Words going towards awakening the Kamigawa Organ/Oath of Spirits Bloodline (+25 Chakra), completing it.

Approved