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Second half coming
up. I don't own Naruto. I'd be rich if I did.
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The commotion started
at the door and moved all the way down the hall. Four men in one
group three, including Gai, in the other. Sakura was attempting to
clear a path when Tsunade and Shizune stomped from the opposite end.
“What the hell is
going on?! This is a hospital! Not a bar!” The Hokage
screamed while bodily removing Sakura from her forward post.
Genma stepped away from
the four man group to face his angry leader.
“Actually, it
started in a bar but we moved it here.”
“Shit! He's
loose!” Yukio yelled.
Suddenly one of the
three man group was down.
“Get him off of
me! Shit!” Neji bellowed from beneath a green and red blur
now pounding at his midsection.
Genma broke his
explanation to help Gai pull Gaara off of Neji. There were a series
of cracks and the Hyuuga howled in pain before three medics came to
assist. Together they pulled the smaller man to the opposite wall
and turned him to face it. He calmed almost instantly and the medics
started to let go.
“Don't let him
go!” Genma shouted.
All three men froze and
tightened their hold. Genma turned back to the Hokage and her
assistant but both women were looking at Neji as they picked him up
off the floor.
“What the hell
happen?” Shizune whispered and Genma blinked at hearing
profanity come out of her normally stern mouth.
“Well, I was
about to give my report but I think getting these two to separate
rooms is probably a priority at the moment.”
“I think you're
right.” Tsunade waved over two nurses.” Get these two
set up on opposite ends of the hall. I want room to tackle whoever
might get away.” Both nurses nodded and moved to prepare the
rooms. “Genma, you're with me.”
The senbon expert
nodded and followed. Glancing over his shoulder, he watched a nurse
press a cold pack to Neji's face and another raise Gaaras arm over
his head to stop the blood now pouring between his fingers. Tsunade
opened a waiting room door and they both stepped inside as the two
beaten men were lead to their rooms.
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There was a lot of
chatter on the street as Shikamaru, Choji and Ino waved their
temporary teammate ahead through the gates. They'd been on boarder
patrol that morning, waiting for a messenger that had come only
moments before they were heading back. The scroll was sealed for
high level decoding. None of them really wanted to handle it in the
high tension crowd before them.
“There's a break
over that way. I'll follow what's her name and you two can double
back and head for the tower.” Ino pointed out a small side
street completely free of overly animated people.
“Fine, but at
least call her by her name.” Shikamaru shook his head while
Choji pulled a bag of crisps from his pack.
“Fine. Her
name... what was her name again?”
Choji swallowed the
apple crisp he'd been munching. “Rini.”
“Gag! No wonder
I can't remember it.” And she turned to follow the girls more
direct path to the tower.
“She did giggle a
lot.” Choji murmured.
“It was just one
mission.” The shadow-nin sighed, praising the fact that he'd
most likely never have to work with the bouncy brunette again.
“True. And I'm
sure the Hokage only put her on the team to annoy you.” He
tossed another crisp in his mouth. “So as long as you don't
call her troublesome or something equally telling we'll never have to
work with her again.”
Shikamaru groaned,
knowing he'd never make it through the report without saying the word
at least once and probably in conjunction with that girl.
“Can't do it can
you?” Choji quipped, and then stuffed a hand full of crisps in
his mouth.
The two turned into the
alley and walked in the relative silence. Only a few people milled
about on this small side street. Many simply passing through the
same at them. Choji crunched loudly and several people turned their
heads toward the noise before shrugging or smiling and continuing on
their way.
“I know Shizune
suggested you add more fruits to your diet but I don't think that was
what she had in mind.” He pointed to the bag in his friends’
hand.
Choji just shrugged,
“its fruit.” and stuffed a handful in his mouth.
The noise began to rise
and light filtered more heavily into their vision. As well as
conversation.
Neither shinobi had
paid much attention to the gossip at the main gate. The constant
chatter of misplaced merchants and visitors made pulling any
beneficial town information next to impossible. But here on the
market road with it's bars and shops, was a bevy of useful
information. And right now the talk was all about THE fight.
“Must have been
some fight for everyone to be yammering about it.” Chojis
brows furrowed as he tried to catch more than just snippets of
conversation and still stay out of the throng.
“Yammering? You
picked that word up from your dad didn't you?” Shikamaru was
rewarded with a jab to the side and a gruff snort.
“They were
bleeding all over the road.”
“... could
have been killed...”
“It started at
that shop...”
“... just knew
he was going to be trouble.”
“She might put
him under house arrest.”
“Should have
put him out weeks ago.”
“... could
have sworn I saw the sand lift right up off the ground and...”
Both Shikamaru and
Choji looked to one another with wide eyes before grabbing the
nearest genin and dragging an explanation out of him as they went.
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“Gai. I
understand your principles in allowing your team to settle their own
disputes, but I think this was taking it a little too far. Don't
you?”
Gai dropped his gaze as
Shizune finished the wrap on Neji's broken ribs. They'd gotten there
in time to heal the burns on his face and fix the broken nose but
there wasn't much to be done for the double black eyes. The bruises
would finish healing in a couple of days but the sprain wrist and
elbow would take longer.
“I can only
apologize again on behalf of my team! I never thought they would
take it this far...”
“What do you mean
‘they’? Gaara went nuts and started...” Neji
stopped speaking the moment Gai lifted his eyes.
“As I was saying,
I never thought the two of them would take things this far. They
will both be suitably punished. I swear to you this will NOT happen
again!”
Neji groaned, he knew
exactly what Gai meant by punishment. He and Gaara were in for a
very long week.
“I just don't
understand it.” Shizune looked up at a red faced, black eyed
Neji. “This is totally out of character for both of you.”
It was Nejis turn to
lower his eyes as he looked past the medic and toward his team leader
and friend. It had been out of character. Both what he'd
said to provoke Gaara and the fight afterwards. He still couldn't
think of why he'd said it. Perhaps he'd wanted to see the man
suffer. Gaara was in a constant state of calm. It grated at him to
know a man could lose everything in a matter of days and it not mean
a thing to him. At least he'd thought it hadn't matter. He'd been
proven painfully wrong.
“I will make my
apologies to the Hokage personally, Gai-sensei.” He raised his
eyes only enough to see the nod Gai gave him before lowering them
once more.
“Yes. You will.”
Shizune passed a hand
over the last of the small lacerations, marveling at the amount of
dirt in some of the wounds. In fact, there had been particles of
rock in Nejis eyes when he'd come in.
“You'll be
staying overnight.” The Hyuuga stiffened. “I can't let
you go while you’re pissing blood. You'll simply have to suffer
through the processes. One night.” She pointed a finger at
him and collected her charts before leaving the room.
Left alone with Gai,
Neji was at a loss for what to say. Gai, however, was not.
“I don't know
what you said and I don't care. You're only job from this next week
is to find a way to fix the damage you've done.” Neji nodded.
“Your week starts in two days. I'll give the specifics of your
punishment at that time.”
“I beg your
forgiveness. I allowed my anger to cloud my judgment.”
“And you provoked
him.”
“I provoked him.”
“Have you
forgotten what words spoken in anger can do?” Gai stepped away
from the wall and stood in front of the younger man.
Neji looked up
defiantly, “No. But it doesn't make me any less angry.”
“No one asked you
to dismiss your anger.” Gai sighed and placed a hand on Nejis
uninjured arm. “And I should have told you about the
apartment. The widows have been asking for another shinobi to move
in. I think they were scaring off all the others just to get their
way. When Gaara came it seemed the perfect opportunity. They are
gracious and don't mind looking after the 'nice young men' of our
village.”
“You mean the
well toned fit young men who tend to leave their windows open when
they walk around shirtless in the morning.” Neji replied
dryly.
“Well, youth is
said to be a state of mind as well as body.” Gai blushed.
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Tsunade stared at
Genma. Genma smiled back.
“You know, I
think I learned a thing or two. I've not seen fighting like that in
years.” Genmas smile was cheeky.
Tsunade was not
impressed. She stood and paced the small room while Genma sat back
waiting.
“So, let me get
this straight. The three of you were sitting in a far corner,
keeping watch, when suddenly Neji screamed and jerked back. Gaara
then reached around and grabbed him by the back of the hair, slammed
his head into the bar twice, and threw him back on the ground. After
that you lost sight of them.”
“Right. The
patrons of the establishment were crowding around.” Actually,
they’d been cheering the two on but she didn’t need to
know that.
“And none of the
three of you could get close enough to the fight? There were no
other jounin or even chuunin in the area capable of stopping this?”
Okay so maybe she did
know. “Well, there really were a lot of…”
“Save it.”
She stopped and dropped into the chair facing him. For the first
time since they came in the room he started to get nervous.
“Where was Gai?”
She continued.
“He was off sides
of the crowd. About two man back from the disturbance.” He
sat up a little straighter. “He maneuvered the crowd to push
the fight into the street.”
Tsunade nodded her
bowed head. “And he let them fight until he thought they’d
burned themselves out. I’ll have to talk to him about letting
thing escalate this far.” Genma cleared his throat and she
looked back to him.
“They weren’t
burned out. I’m fairly certain at least one of them could have
gone until the other was dead. Gai broke up the fight when we heard
the break.”
Tsunade frowned. “What
break?”
“Gaaras arm. The
bone was sticking out against his shirt and every time he punched it
tore at the sleeve. I don’t know how he was doing it or if you
can fix the damage.” An involuntary shiver ran through him at
the memory. “He wasn’t screaming or grunting, hell, he
didn’t let up at all. I think that’s why Gai stopped the
fight. It’s sure as hell why we did.”
The Hokage stared at
the door for a moment before sighing.
“You realize I’m
going to have to punish you three for this?” Genma nodded
warily. Tsunade opened her mouth then closed it. “I’ll
come up with something later.”
Tiredly she stood and
Genma followed offering a low bow.
“Go home for
tonight. I doubt either of them will be leaving tonight. Meet me in
my office tomorrow morning at dawn.”
“Hai,
Hokage-sama.”
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“SAKURA!”
The pink haired
kunoichi looked up from the chart in her hand to see Shikamaru and
Choji moving swiftly down the hall.
“What are you two
doing here? You didn’t have trouble on you mission did you?”
She looked them over as they came to a halt beside her.
“No. No, we’re
fine. We heard there was a fight.” Shikamaru looked down at
the chart in Sakuras hand.
She followed his gaze
and lifted it. “Gaaras chart.”
Choji didn’t know
what any of it meant but there was a lot of writing on the one piece
of paper. That much writing couldn’t be good.
“Well?”
Shikamaru prompted, pointing a finger at the chart.
Sakura jumped then
smiled sheepishly as she fumbled with the papers.
“Um… let’s
see…”
“Spit it out.”
Choji folded his arms over his massive chest.
“Laceration over
the right temple. Torn muscles in the right and left shoulders.
Compound fracture of the left radius and ulna.” She looked up
and pointed to her arm. “That’s the two bones between
your wrist and elbow.”
Both men nodded, only
Shikamaru rolled his eyes.
“Oh, and blood
loss. Probably from the compound. There was a lot of blood on the
floor earlier. Of course that could have been from the pounding Neji
took in the hallway…”
The two men stood
stunned as Sakura stared at Gaaras door and simply talked out of her
head. It was odd enough that the two men had fought in the streets
like common drunks but to fight in the hospital as well?
“Sakura?”
The young medic shook herself and looked up at Shikamarus call. “It
sounds like he walked over a mound of exploding tags. How’s
Neji?” Visions of chest wounds ran through his mind; he
banished them.
“Hold on.”
Sakura took off down
the hall. The boys stood confused. At least until two medics came
out of Gaaras room and dropped into a bench against the wall.
“Who knew someone
so little could be so strong?”
“He’s not
little. You saw those arms. He’s wiry. It’s deceptive.
I’m just thankful he’s almost out of steam.”
“I don’t
know where he found the steam in the first place. It’s just
not normal.”
“Well, they say
he was a Jinchuriki, maybe there are some residual affects from that.
Or from that old woman’s jutsu that basically raised the
dead.”
“Now I’d
love to study that one. Not for personal use.”
“I’d hope
not. Who the hell wants to die at 20? But the demon thing would be
a good study. I wonder what the genetic ramifications are. And I
wonder why removing the bijuu kills them. Do you think a normal body
could hold up under that kind of stress or are the ones chosen to
carry the thing tested before birth? It would be an amazing test
study!”
Boot heels clicked on
the floor and the medics stopped their conversation as Sakura came to
a stop. The two interns seemed confused when she didn’t speak
to them, only to realize there were two shinobi standing in the
hallway. Neither of them had noticed. Eyes wide they watched Choji
grin, smile and finger wave as Shikamaru lean toward Sakura to look
at the chart with her.
“You two should
pay more attention to your surroundings.” The large shinobi
pulled his arms up behind his neck.
Both medics flinched.
“We meant no disrespect.”
“Then learn to
speak in private or shut your mouth.” Sakura replied from
behind her clipboard. “I could hear you all the way down the
hall.” She lifted cool eyes to them. “And if I could
hear you no doubt someone else could.”
“We were simply
hypothesizing. Nothing more.” But neither looked her in the
eye.
“You’re
dismissed until further notice. I’ll call in for replacements.
You might consider what you’re going to tell the Hokage when
you next speak with her.”
Both men shook as they
stood and walked swiftly toward the doors. Shikamaru, who had been
pouring over Nejis chart, snorted and looked up.
“Don’t you
think that was a little harsh? They were just mouthing off to one
another.”
Sakura waved to one of
the guard on the hall to follow the two medics. “Well, since
Jiraiya once told me Orochimaru would mouth off about stuff like that
then later actually did it…”
“Point taken.”
Shikamaru handed her the chart. “I don’t understand a
word of that.”
“And here I
thought you were smart.” Choji chuckled lightly.
“Just because I’m
a genius doesn’t mean I take the time to learn everything.”
He put his hands in his pockets and slouched. “Too
troublesome.”
“That’s
one.” Choji grinned, holding up one finger.
Shikamaru glared at his
rotund friend then looked back to the green eyed medic.
“I’ll sum
it up for you. Internal bleeding. Bruised kidneys, sprain left
elbow and wrist. Concusion. Second degree facial burns. Four
cracked ribs. Twisted knee. Broken nose. Shall I go on?”
The two shinobi stood
with their mouths hanging open.
“Oh, and I might
add, he did all of them by hand. Though we did have to wash a lot of
gravel and rock out of the wounds. Seems Gaara fought dirty. There
were pieces of fine rock in Nejis eyes where he’d smeared it in
his face.”
Both men still stood
with their mouths open.
“Guys? Hello?”
She waved a hand in their faces.
“Do you think,
when he’s up to it, Gaara would be willing to teach us how to
do that?” Choji asked hopefully.
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“I need you to
step over here and lie down on the seal.”
Gaara lifted his eyes
to Shizune and blinked. They’d cut his shirt and vest away and
she’d been working for at least half an hour fixing the worst
of the injuries he’d sustained. He still wasn’t feeling
much of anything. His arm ached and looked gruesome with the bones
sticking out but otherwise he was simply getting cold. At least he
assumed it was cold with all the shivering.
“We have to reset
and repair your arm. You can’t sit up for this. It’s
going to take some time.”
Gaara shifted his eyes
to the seal in the center of the room. He was pretty sure this was a
surgical procedure but they hadn’t moved him from the room. Of
course, considering the way he’d acted in the hall he supposed
it was unavoidable.
“You don’t
have to sleep for this and if you’d like I’ll call in
someone to explain exactly what I’m doing.” She pressed
a hand to his shoulder and he flinched. “You have to trust
me.”
He looked at her long
enough to realize he was starting to feel queasy. He swayed on his
feet and the shivering started in earnest.
“I think I’m
going to be sick.” He said quietly.
“You’re in
shock. Don’t panic. Just lie down.” She started
helping him into the center of the seal and addressing the remaining
medic. “Step outside and call Sakura in here.”
“Hai,
Shizune-san.”
As he lay on his back
he heard the door open and hushed voices he recognized but couldn’t
place. His eyes started to drift closed as Sakuras boot heels
clicked closer and the door closed again. The last thing he
remembered was a warm hand on his forehead and softly glowing green
light.
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Thus ends another
chapter. At least the second part of another chapter. Thanks for
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