Hello, this is Eyes of Truth. It may seem like the first couple of chapters were pretty boring, but they primarily served to introduce some of the characters. The next few chapters will serve as a look into the traveler.
Chapter 3- Introductions Are In Order
He felt at peace. He no longer felt any pain, as if he had never been hurt at all.
This felt unusual to him. Ever since the death of his mother, he has been alone. He had remembered that day vividly. Ninjas had entered the village in which he was living, who had come as representatives from a distant land. In their meeting with the mayor of the village, they had requested the use of the land and its resources. Around this time, war had broken out between some of the smaller shinobi villages in the area. The ninjas felt that they could gain a tremendous edge in the war if they had access to the land.
Unfortunately, the mayor refused them the access. It's not that surprising really. This village had chosen to remain neutral to the conflicts of the outside world. Considering the resources at their disposal, they could turn the tide of any war they could get involved in. However, this also meant that they would be a prime target by the enemy nations. Many lives would be lost in the countless battles for the land. The mayor understood this, and that's why he turned them away, to protect his village.
That night, an explosion rocked the village. Their worst fear had been realized; they were under attack. No one was able to discern the identities of their attackers. Very few people had managed to get away with their lives, and those that did were too frightened to learn the identities of the assailants.
Out of a town of about 1000 inhabitants, only about 150 survived, including one young boy of about the age of eight, who had witnessed his mother die before his very eyes.
He involuntarily smiled upon remembering his mother. She was a beautiful woman, with long flowing red hair, and dark brown eyes, and had only ever been seen wearing a kimono. She always wore a smile on her face wherever she went, and was especially friendly, polite, and well-loved by all the villagers. People often had mistaken her to be an angel.
She had told him at a young age that they had once been members of a shinobi clan, however that clan has all but died out, and now it is just down to them. She had taught him some of the basics of ninja abilities; chakra manipulation, transformation, and substitution. However, he never got to complete his training since what he assumed to be an enemy ninja had killed her that night.
Since then, he had been all over, learning the ways of the shinobi, to fight to become stronger so that one day he might avenge his mother. Yet without knowing who killed her, it almost seemed pointless to try. Yet he would find him someday.
What felt like an everlasting peace was soon replaced by a constant beeping sound. With a small groan and a little strain he was able to open his eyes to what that sound was.
"A hospital? How did I get here?" Suddenly, memories of the past few days returned to him. His training session in the small town, the encounter with that trio of Mist ninjas, his escape from the battle, his clever deception tactics, and his arrival in the village, where he saw what he thought was a blonde haired boy. He couldn't remember all that well, since his vision was blurry at this point, and couldn't really remember that much. "I'll have to thank whoever it was that got me here."
He was pulled from his thoughts by a voice that had sounded over the constant beeping. " Hello. Are you doing alright?" He turned his head to where he heard the voice. What he saw was a young girl, probably younger than himself , standing next to his bed. She was wearing a standard nurse's outfit on, though it seemed to customized to be a red color. He was able to get a glimpse of what appeared to be pouch on her back, indicating that she was a shinobi, probably a medic nin. What really caught his attention was that she had a full head of pink hair, along with a pair of bright emerald eyes.
"Pink hair? First time I've ever seen that." he thought to himself. Then he realized he hadn't answered the girl's question, who was staring intently at him, waiting for an answer.
"Yeah, I think I'm doing alright, though I feel sore all over." He said as tried to move his muscles, which wouldn't respond to his commands no matter how hard he tried.
"That's to be expected. When you were brought in, you were suffering from several broken ribs, scarred muscle tissue in your arms and legs, severe internal bleeding, not to mention chakra exhaustion. If you had been brought in about an hours later, you would've died." She said as she was looking over his medical charts.
"Well, that's a comforting thought, I guess. I take it you're the one that has taken care of me?" The girl simply nodded her head. "Aren't you a little young to be playing nurse?"
A vein throbbed on the pink haired nurse's forehead after he said those words, and would've put him in his place as well with a good punches when she remember Tsunade told her to never harm any patients, no matter how obnoxious or rude that they may be. This was just one of the many things that the Slug Sannin had taught her as she trained to be a medic nin… who happened to possess super strength.
"If you weren't a patient, you've been dead meat with that comment, so consider yourself lucky that you get off easy. I've trained under the legendary medic nin Tsunade, so I'm not the pushover I may seem." She said trying to hold back her fury, while at the same time pushing forth an aura of confidence.
"Tsunade?" replied the young man. A brief flicker crossed his eyes as he processed this information. Tsunade known throughout the world as the greatest medic nin that ever lived. It's said that there is no problem that she cannot fix. Well, medically speaking, that is. She can't just seem to fix the problem of the debts she has acquired from her chronic gambling addiction.
Yet, if what this girl was saying is true, than she must indeed be a very skilled shinobi, and he could only guess that she also picked up on Tsunade's bad temper and super strength. And something deep in his gut told him he was right on all accounts..
"My apologies. I wasn't aware that you had been training under Tsunade. I was under the impression that you were a medic nin-in-training, and that the injuries I incurred were beyond what a medic of that level would be able to fix up. Again I apologize." He said, looking as sincere as possible.
Sakura merely looked at him in slight disbelief. She hadn't expected him to be so forthcoming with an apology, and especially with just one tiny little joke. There was definitely more to this boy than meets the eye…
"Well, you're definitely much more polite than some people I know, so I guess I can forgive you this time." She said, thinking about a certain blond haired boy she has to put with. "Just make sure you don't pull anything over on me again like that, or you'll be sorry." She finished with a warning tone, while cracking her knuckles, indicating that she would carry out such a threat.
The man in question involuntarily gulped at those words. "U-Um s-sure." He managed to stammer out. He was actually surprised at himself. He never stuttered in fear in his life before this time. No matter how experienced a shinobi, he was sure he would never understand the mind of a woman. "Damn women and their mood swings. Always got to make things difficult."
"By the way, my name is Sakura Haruno. If you need any assistance of any kind, you can just ring that buzzer next to your bed, and either me or one of the other nurses will be along to assist you in any way we can." She said like an answering machine. It was pretty basic for nurses to introduce themselves in this fashion, so Sakura knew this speech by heart.
"Thank you, Sakura-san. I'll be sure to buzz incase I need anything." He said with a small smile on his face.
Sakura simply smiled in response. "No problem. By the way, what's your name? When you were brought in, you were unconscious, and you were from out of town, so your name can't be looked up." She explained, quite curious as to whom he was.
"I guessing you're more interested in knowing who I am for more than just official purposes, right?" Sakura again nodded, a bit embarrassed that she had been found out that easily. "Well, since you had been so nice to me during my stay here, I'll tell you. My name is Masaru. Masaru Kokaku.
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