AN: So the start of this chapter I like a fair amount, but like the latter half is pretty not great and honestly its pretty bad.
Chapter Title: Back to school
Arc 6
"Good morning Sensei!" a chorus of voices called as I came to a stop in front of them, we were inside the main dojo building because it would make pulling things out easier to put them away when the little gremlins left.
I was still not used to being called Sensei though, they were all a decade younger than me, but still it was weird. Probably felt the same for Asuma now that I think of it seeing as it was a similar age gap.
"Alright, Kudō get us kicked off." I asked the young girl with black and purple tinted hair tied up in a ponytail who had been a rising star so to say, she was really smart and had a good grasp on the concepts I was introducing to all my goblins.
Only problem was that Kudō had a lot of anxiety so I was really just trying to get her used to being in this sort of position, I got a different kid up each time we had lessons so it was being rotated. They were only kids after all though so I was pretty lenient about things within reason and gave them all a fun time and a reason to keep coming back to learn.
After our dear Shinoa Kudō finished getting everyone ready with Bokkens and making sure everyone was accounted for I started running them all through the kata, they were pretty simple to learn and easy for kids their age to ease into before learning the more intense parts of the later training when they were older. I probably would teach it until they were around ten or so just because of how it was, well that and I wasn't going to teach them how Ume taught me.
I pulled out the clipboard that had a piece of paper with all their names on it, and I began going down it to make sure Kudō didn't forget anyone.
First was "Shuichi Katou", a dark haired boy that always has a smile.
Second was "Shinoa Kudō", who aside from her interesting hair colour had actually joined the Dojo initially because she had been with her mother and seen Ume and I walking around one time in our gear with the swords and wanted to be as strong as Ume looked at the time. - she's now come to vaguely fear my Aunt, rightly so if I might add.
Third was "Chikara Oishii" a red headed, blue eyed girl who oddly enough didn't like spiders and frogs, though she was also a bit of a tomboy.
Fourth is "Shizuko Shimizu" this platinum like blonde haired and green eyed girl was quite an odd one when she practiced because I wasn't sure if she was Ninja trained but could turn herself into water and often 'cheated' so to say in her duels. - I hadn't looked into her family for it, but other than that it was just funny to watch her fight people and do it.
Fifth was "Itsuki Fuun" a brown haired boy who had a strong wing- he's bruised me a few times.
Sixth was "Hiroto Mutou" , another bright faced boy with blonde hair and ambitions of being a great swordsman strong enough to take on Ninja.
Last but not the least , Seventh is "Saburou Takeda" he told me his family used to be Samurai in the Sengoku Jidai and or Warring States Era if you were boring. The kid had matted black hair and a rather strong thousand yard stare, from what his mother had told me when I got a chance to talk to her she said Saburou wanted to get strong enough to protect his family after something happened when they had left their original home in the Land of Iron.
My kids aside, they were all here today.
"Fuun- lighten up on your swings, you might have the strength to break another kid in half but you'll fall over tired before then if you can control it and slow down some, try to stop short of your belly button." As I advised him I saw a glint in his eyes spark before he nodded to himself and began trying to employ what I said.
"Sensei!" a loud voice basically yelled at me as I was putting the clipboard down to attach more paper to it.
"Yes Oishii?" I turned to where she was only to see her wooden blade was through the center of Shimizu's chest which was currently water, I rolled my eyes at the sight. "Oh my it seems I'll need to stop early because one of my dear students has killed another." I said loud enough for all of them to hear, a few annoyed sounding voices came back in response.
"No! We only just started!"
"Alright well then Little Miss Shimizu would you mind moving so that the sword isn't through your chest and becoming fleshy again?" the two prankster gremlins relented and got back to working.
The rest of my morning was spent watching and guiding the kids through, making sure everyone was having fun and not completely bored out of their minds doing what we're doing, around midmorning to midday I took them out for a run until they collapsed and a few ended up falling asleep from how exhausted they were so I called it for the day and went round dropping the kids off at their homes and making small conversation with the parents that cared to.
When I was finished dropping them off I made my way back to the Dojo and cleaned up properly so that Ume didn't force me to clean it and her entire property up as punishment, she wasn't beyond making extra mess on the days I did so. It was probably nearing afternoon when I was done and ready to go home, the walk home was uneventful as per usual and I got to cook something up for myself when I was back, I hadn't done too much cooking recently so that was a good change of pace for me.
[Passing On Thoughts]
"Get out there!" a gravelly voice shouted at me as a red and black hilted Katana was thrust into my hands and I was thrown out.
Stumbling forward and tripping into the muddy wet ground briefly stunning me as the horrific screams of people, sitting up I wiped mud from my eyes and stared around trying to catch my bearings as an arrow slammed down into the ground next to me cutting my cheek in the process.
I rolled to the right as I stumbled to my feet again and began walking towards the nearest person I could find who was a man dressed in blue Samurai gear, he turned to me and snarled the eyes of a beast who'd found its prey began to close the distance."
AAARGGH!" The guttural roar of the man threw me off as he approached following as I fell onto my back and his blade came down with a hellish fury, with what little sense of self preservation I could muster I thrust the blade out through the man's chest as his missed and the armour cracked and he fell onto me.
Pushing the corpse off me I stood and realized I was starting to feel exhausted, I dodged back again when a sudden spearhead rushed by me avoiding going through my head.
I brought down the blood and muck covered blade on the spearman's head as he tripped forward from the thrust, killing him near instantly I pushed forward into the hell before me. A battlefield littered with bodies fighting and on the ground, rain beat down on all as the night sky was softly illuminated by the Moon as it hung above all in full like we were giving the celestial body a show.
Wiping my face I realized I was bleeding from the forehead and that it was getting in my eyes, slicking my hair back with the mudied blood from my wound. I pushed forward a Horse charging me, galloping full speed as it passed by and an old flintlock rifle was pointed at me. There was a shattering
BANG! And I felt something shuttle pain through my nerves, they were on fire and it wouldn't go out no matter how much water covered me.
The hellscape didn't vanish when I opened and closed my eyes forcing me to stare into the night sky, coughing up blood and trying to grad at the armour I seemed to be wearing…
I had no idea what time was…
How long was I down?
Who knew?
I started to crawl along the mud occasionally feeling a fleshy consistency to the ground I went over along with moans and groans of people waiting for it all to end already.
Hell this was Hell wasn't it?!
"W-" I tried to scream into the either but nothing came out, not a sound outside of-
Clashing steel
The thunderous rain beating down.
The Clashing steel
The rain
The CLASHING STEEL
THE BEAT OF RAIN
THE BLOOD
THE VIOLENCE
Death!
MORE!
The Clash of steel!
The Beat of Rain!
"More..."
The were the only words I got out before I felt what I had felt all those years ago when I used Chakra for the first time and I threw myself into the standing bodies of people swinging like a mad beast unleashed from its cage-
"Aha..."
"Aha- HAHAHAAHA!" My laugh echoed in my ears with the screams and yelling.
A swing of the sword
A Slash
A thrust!
Death
Death!
Fire!
"AAARRRRGGGHHH!" Like a beast
Like a Beast
Like the Beast
The only thing they will fear is you
A beast
A monster
Corpse!
Swing!
Corpse!
Killing, death, mud, blood- horror!
Nothing could stop me!
An Impact
Rough
Heavy
Everything fade to black-
[Muddied Mind Of Chakra]
The first thing I noticed was the smell of sweat, then it was the heavy feeling of metal and the uncomfortable nature of bindings strapped to my arms and legs, I couldn't move. My skull felt like someone had smashed a sledge hammer into the back of it or like a cinder block…
It took a while before I could lift my eyelids, they were so heavy and I felt sluggish, like trekking through the sludge of a swamp with a broken body.
Everything felt like crap.
My tongue had the lingering taste of iron.
I found a white ceiling was the first thing I laid my eyes upon, antiseptic caught my nostrils making it wrinkle in distaste automatically, flowers… it smelt of pollen. My half lidded eyes were having trouble keeping open, the sound of a heart rate monitor and a clock ticking filled my ears like a banshee's siren, I ground my teeth together at the continuous mind numbing clatter.
"Ugh..." I let out a soft groan, it all hurt.
My throbbing skull was keeping me from thinking straight.
The left side of my body felt off, the weight of whatever was holding me was clamped around the area just under my armpit. It was odd considering how the ones on my right side were around that wrist.
If I had to guess I was in the hospital again, I couldn't for the life of me figure it out.
They closed- my eyes that is. I began to drift off, falling asleep.
[Familiar Ceiling]
There was a presence in the room when I woke again.
I couldn't tell whose it was.
A doctor maybe?
A Nurse?
"Who?" I asked, my voice sounding hoarse and rough, my eyes were still feeling heavy too so I hadn't opened them yet.
There wasn't a response, but I did soon after getting the feeling that what I presumed was a glass touching my dry lips, drinking the water from it I cleared my throat the best I could.
"You haven't been using chakra?" a voice said, catching me off guard and causing me to nearly jump, but I was stopped by the restraints on me. I couldn't tell who it was.
"Not sure." was all I managed to get out.
"Your mother tells me that it's a Kekkei Genkai… a particularly brutal and unfair one I might add- more a curse really." it sounded feminine.
There was a warm and comforting feeling that I could only describe as good. It was medical chakra entering my wounds wasn't it?
"Warm." I commented aloud unconsciously.
"It's good to see your senses aren't destroyed then." there was the sound of footsteps as the woman moved around the bed to what sounded like my left and I felt the warm feeling resume on my eyes.
"Though, your eye still seems to be an issue" she continued to herself, ignoring me. "Tch.. it's only gotten worse..."
When her hands moved away I opened my eyes, I was met with blonde hair, light brown eyes that held a sadness to them. Though that wasn't saying much seeing as her expression was more that of a concerned mother than I would have expected to ever see on this woman.
"Lady Tsunade…?" the words fell out of my mouth, it sounded odd.
"I would correct you, but you look like if I raised my voice then you'd go back into a coma." She replied disgruntled about it almost.
"I- I can't see?!" I let out a terrified noise as I realized I couldn't see anything on my left side.
AN: I had been planning this chapter since like a few chapters into the story but it came out pretty crappie, other than that I wrote this around the time that the game rips for the DOOM Eternal soundtrack were appearing on Youtube so that probably didn't help the autisticness of the mid section of this chapter.