Baka: Ok, I'm going to give it my best writing a history chapter that is
both interesting and informative.
Inner Baka: Oh? Is that so? Well, good luck!
Baka: *eyebrow twitches as she grabs IB's collar* Oh? Where are you going?
IB: *sweat drops* Well, ya see...
Baka: I don't want to hear it! You are stayin' here! With me! HELPING WITH THE STORY!
IB: *sighs* Yeah yeah...fine.
.............
Disclaimer: Baka does NOT own Naruto. Honestly, do I need this disclaimer? I mean, is it not obvious that this is FANFICTION? Considering it is at fanfiction.net, I am QUITE sure it is. *sigh*
............
Last time in "After Innocence":
Sakura sighed then nodded, "Yes. I have. How can I forget such a thing?" She placed a leaf on the book then closed it, saving her spot. She straightened up and sighed once again, "When we were learning about history back at the academy, we learned all about major clans and such. Moreover, we learned not only of the Fire Country, but also all the countries and hidden villages.
But how can one forget a history as gruesome as that of the Shinzuino family. It makes me wonder if Konohamaru is even alive..."
...............
After Innocence Chapter 8 "Shinzuino, Part 1."
.................
It was about 50 years ago during the Ninja World Wars when the Shinzuino clan left their mark in history.
During the wars, chaos reigned supreme in the governments across the world. Often country leaders were killed and their position taken by tyrants. Then someone else would come along and kill the tyrant, and start a new tyranny of his own.
During the midst of Torimura Houji's tyranny in the Earth Country, a simple traveling medicine man ventured into a village. The man set up shop on the roadside. People were flocking to him with injuries and disease. They told the foreign man stories of how they came to be in such states.
Torimura-sama was sending his men to destroy the peasant farmer's fields. He would injure, or even kill those who spoke ill of the government. He took all doctors to his mansion for his own health, paying no heed to the townsfolk. He raised the taxes, and if someone could not pay with money, they would pay with their life.
After hearing the stories of the townsfolk, the traveler felt mercy for the folk, and treated them for no cost.
However, word of the doctor spread to Torimura. He sent for him, and the man could not decline.
After the tyrant had a brief meeting with the doctor, Torimura-sama decided to keep him alive and by his side. Little did the doctor know that Torimura had other plans for him.
One night, while the doctor was sleeping, one of Torimura's specially trained Shinobi snuck into his room. Under the orders to find out who the doctor really was, the Shinobi, which was trained mind reading jutsu, began his work.
After a few minutes, the Shinobi failed with the basic techniques and concluded that the man suffered from memory loss; therefore, accessing the memories was impossible with ordinary jutsu. After trying higher level, and moving onto extreme level techniques.
The things the Shinobi found out were that this man was powerful, and was rather corrupt. The doctor, by the name of Shinzuino Yogarasu, also had a chilling bloodline technique. A powerful mind reading and controlling technique that can turn even the worse of enemies into your best friends, right before you stab them in the back.
The next day, the man felt different. He could read people a lot easier, even by just looking at their eyes, he could tell if a person was lying or not. He also felt some of the strangest feelings; like lust, and greed. It was strange to him.
That night, when he was checking Torimura's health, he could hear his thoughts. He found out he wanted to destroy the town. The doctor still had some of his morals left, and told Torimura that it was foolish.
Torimura, shocked that this man knew what he was thinking, and that he was questioning his authority, sent the doctor away.
That night, the doctor had horrifying dreams. The dreams were of violence, rape, and theft. He picked up a name from the dreams. Shinzuino.
When he woke up the next morning, he was terrified. After some thought, he realized the man in the dreams was he. Those dreams were memories of his past, a past he had forgotten.
He immediately went to the library and browsed through books, looking for Shinzuino. But, without any luck.
He asked around town, but no one knew. He finally went to Torimura and asked him.
Taken aback, Torimura realized the opportunities from having a man that, according to rumor, to be very corrupt and powerful on his side were great. He told the doctor all he knew of Shinzuino, but information was scarce since Shinzuino was merely a wealthy landowner.
After listening to what Torimura had to say, the doctor shook his head in disbelief. He did not want to accept the fact that the past he had forgotten was a cruel and terrible one. A past where he had raped the maids of the household and never paying them, and killing them if they did not show up to work, or decided to quit.
Feeling ill to the stomach, the doctor went to his quarters to lie down. After some tossing and turning on his futon, he fell into a deep sleep.
....................
Meanwhile, Torimura called two of his Shinobi warriors into his presence. He informed them of another thing about Shinzuino. That he was quite skillful with a katana. The Shinobi were puzzled as to why Torimura- sama was informing them of someone they never even heard of.
Torimura handed them a katana and told them to place it next to the new doctor's futon. He instructed them to attack the man, as if to kill him, when he woke from his slumber. He was planning to make the doctor completely realize his memories of his past, and to get him to rule with him.
..........
The doctor woke with a start. He noticed something was different. However, before he could place his finger on what was off, he heard a noise. All of a sudden, a dark clothed man barged in through the window.
In a panic, the doctor ran to the door, but another dark clothed man greeted him. He recognized them as Shinobi.
The two ninja drew their katana, and advanced on him. The doctor's knees grew weak and he fell backward. He scuffled over to the side of his futon, his hand landing on something hard. He grabbed whatever it was and held it out in front of him.
He gawked at the sheathed katana in front of him, curious as to how it got there. His hands began to move on their own will, over the katana and onto the handle. He unsheathed the katana, and stood.
He felt quite awkward holding the sword, but when one of the ninja rushed at him suddenly, his body reacted and blocked the attack with his sword. He felt something come over him as the ninja moved to strike again. He predicted his movement, to his surprise, and dodged it completely.
The doctor felt something dark spreading through his veins. He began to feel powerful, something he somewhat liked. He hardened his stance and held his katana tight, ready for whatever came at him.
He focused on the ninja, they were being cautious; they must have known that something like this was going to happen.
He began to hear their thoughts, as he accidentally did a couple of nights ago with Torimura-sama. He pushed himself further, not afraid of the power anymore. He began to dig deeper into their minds, just letting his mind wander in theirs.
He picked up some bits of conversation. He recognized the voice as Torimura's, instructing them to attack the doctor when he woke up, to awaken the buried memories.
There was a sharp pain in his head and he fell forward onto his knees. Memories began to come flooding into his mind. After a couple of minutes, he crouched, and caught his breath. He stood up and looked at the two ninja -- his eyes had changed.
He sighed with relief and grinned, holding his sword up. He rushed at the two ninja and slashed their throats before they could react.
He wiped the blade of his sword on the blanket on his futon then set the sword onto the ground. He got up and left the room.
..............
A few days later, after the cremation of the body of Torimura-sama, the unceremonious dumping of his ashes tainted the river. The medical specialists identified the cause of death to be poison.
Shinzuino smiled as he walked up to where Torimura used to sit, and took a seat himself. He declared himself ruler, and killed anyone who tried to take the title from him.
Though he was rather rash with punishment, he cared for the townsfolk. He sent his men to replant the wrecked fields, and had the doctors released. He lowered the taxes, because he was not in need of money. Soon, the townsfolk thought of Shinzuino as a Godsend.
The folk had no reason to speak ill of Shinzuino, so there was no punishment. At times, people tried to take his throne. His own hand, of course, killed those people. He was careful, and knew what was going on around him. It was nearly impossible to kill him.
After a few months of his reign, he was satisfied with the level of trust and respect from his people. In addition, he saved the tax-money, and he did not waste the money on frivolous activities. However, he was short on staff. He decided to put up an ad looking for people to work for him as maids.
The people responded quickly and jovially. Soon, he had thirty women waiting for his approval. His lust grew when he noticed a few exceptionally beautiful women. He singled out the most beautiful ones, and sent the more unpleasant looking ones away.
After that, he studied the women before him. He gathered information from them. Mostly just their names and what they were good at.
However, one woman caught his eye. She was stunningly gorgeous. Her hair was a deep auburn with curls to her shoulders. Her skin was flawless, and her eyes looked like emeralds. She did not need a bodice to maintain a slim figure; she was naturally like that.
He found out her name was Amakuro Fumiko-ojousan. She was the daughter of his top Shinobi, Amakuro Jujiro.
When he asked her what she was good at, she smiled and told him that she was good at nearly everything.
Her response intrigued him, and he nodded. He was sure going to hire her. After going through all the women, he picked five of the best women there, Fumiko-ojousan being one of them.
...........
It took a few days for Shinzuino to get used to the women scurrying around the house, but when he got used to them, he barely noticed them. They were so quiet and quick with their work, that they seemed like ghosts.
However, the women drew his attention despite their quietness. He could not stop his eyes from wandering over their soft facial features, to their round bosom and to their firm buttocks. Nevertheless, if he screwed up here, he could pay for it later. Therefore, he kept his temptations under control, and tried his best to keep away from Fumiko.
However, luck seemed not to be on his side...
After he finished his work, he went to his room for the night. When he got in his room, he noticed one of the maids heating up a warming pan in the fireplace. Fighting the wild thoughts entering his mind, he asked her to leave.
She turned around; her auburn hair bouncing as she did so and her green eyes twinkling like emeralds in the sun. Her lips curved into a smile as she walked up to her master.
The lord quickly regretted hiring Fumiko as a maid. She was simply too irresistible for him. Swallowing his pride, he turned around and asked her to leave. Shinzuino leaned against the wall as he heard her footsteps move past him.
Fumiko stopped and rested her hand on his back; she began to massage his muscles when she felt him tense up. Her fingers moving gently over his back, she reached up and began to pull off his jacket.
Shinzuino began having an internal conflict. This woman was showing interest, but he did not want to ruin his reputation. The hands snuck up the back of his shirt after the removal of his jacket. A small shiver of pleasure ran up his spine. He once again began to fight with himself.
Yes, he could damage his reputation; however, if she promises not to say anything it could be fine. His body began to react to her touches and he sighed. The flesh beat the mind and spirit in this battle.
He turned around and wrapped his arms around Fumiko, pressing his lips to hers. She responded as hoped and returned the kiss, running her hands over his back. He broke the kiss and buried his face in her hair. He told her not to tell anyone of this; she agreed.
Kisses turned to touches; night turned to dawn. Shinzuino woke in his bed, sun shining into the room. He gave a blissful sigh as he remembered the events of the night before. The images of Fumiko's heavenly body beneath him and the sound of her soft moans filled his memory.
Suddenly a knocking on his door snapped him out of his reverie. He scrambled out of bed, pulling his underwear on and sliding on his robe. He opened the door to find one of this other maids, Koiko-san, with some clean laundry. The interruption is what he needed; he was already late rising that morning.
Once Koiko-san left the room, he began to dress. He figured Fumiko already left earlier, not wanting the other maids to notice her absence. She could make and excuse about cleaning late, and once she got back, everyone was asleep.
Shinzuino walked to the dining room and another of the maids, Tamoe- san, was just placing food on the table. He sat at his spot at the end of the table as she set a plate in front of him.
He looked at the food and smiled. Rice noodles with a side of fermented soybeans and a bun. He told Tamoe-san to give the chef his compliments and ate.
..........
Later that day, while Shinzuino was practicing his martial arts, Fumiko came to him. She seemed rather distraught as she approached him, demanding his attention.
Shinzuino paused his practice to go over and wrap his arms around her. He thought it would be safe, since no one was around now. When she did not respond, he pulled away and looked at her.
She told him she was going to need to leave for a week. She had important business to attend to. However, she did not say what business it was.
He thought for a moment, but decided it would be ok if she left for a while. He leaned in to kiss her, but she stepped away. She then bowed and left, thanking him.
Shinzuino then went back to his practice, though he could not concentrate very hard on his moves.
................
Baka: There is a good reason why I'm breaking this up into parts. Mostly because it's excessively long, and is talking a long time. I wanted you to know that I am working on it.
IB: Yeah. She has five more pages of this part after what she has here, but she wants to stop it here because it seemed appropriate. She is working on the rest of it now. It's nearing completion, just a couple more events.
Baka: Yeah. And, as you can see, I am trying to keep it interesting. Oh, I nearly forgot to add some explanations of some things in the story. I'm sure you all understand the words, and if you don't, look them up in a dictionary.
Q: Why does he sleep on the futon in the floor, but then sleeps in a bed later? A: The setting is similar to Japan when the English began to show up; therefore, not many people had beds. Actually, no one had beds. It was considered a luxury to have beds. Therefore, lords and other high-ranking people had them while average folk had the roll out futons.
Q: How come Shinzuino knows how to make balms and stuff?
A: Well, he must have had some medical knowledge before. Remember, before he regained his memory he was a doctor. As to where he got that knowledge, it would be too much to explain here and in the story.
Q: How did Shinzuino lose his memory?
A: His father was still alive and used the family bloodline to render Shinzuino unconscious and while his memory. Since his father has had more experience, it worked. His father wasn't happy with how he acted, and that's why he did it. I didn't cover that in the story because it would have made the story a lot longer.
Q: A government relies on it's people, why would Torimura do that to the people? A: I don't know. Why did Hitler set up those death camps? Well, power is one thing. I guess it made Torimura feel powerful.
Q: What do their names mean?
A: Most of them were made up, but I tried to think of something that could work for the characters.
Torimura – Bird Village Houji – Treasure holder
Shinzuino – Essence of (originally came up with for Kyou) Yogarasu – Night Crow Kyou – Wickedness (not easy to find the translation to get it to mean that)
Amakuro – It is sweet black (I know, it makes no sense) Jujiro – Gun pardon Fumiako – Changed to Fumiko Fumiko – Wealthy beautiful child
Koiko – love/tender passion child Tamoe – It is burning (interesting translation, eh?)
Inner Baka: Oh? Is that so? Well, good luck!
Baka: *eyebrow twitches as she grabs IB's collar* Oh? Where are you going?
IB: *sweat drops* Well, ya see...
Baka: I don't want to hear it! You are stayin' here! With me! HELPING WITH THE STORY!
IB: *sighs* Yeah yeah...fine.
.............
Disclaimer: Baka does NOT own Naruto. Honestly, do I need this disclaimer? I mean, is it not obvious that this is FANFICTION? Considering it is at fanfiction.net, I am QUITE sure it is. *sigh*
............
Last time in "After Innocence":
Sakura sighed then nodded, "Yes. I have. How can I forget such a thing?" She placed a leaf on the book then closed it, saving her spot. She straightened up and sighed once again, "When we were learning about history back at the academy, we learned all about major clans and such. Moreover, we learned not only of the Fire Country, but also all the countries and hidden villages.
But how can one forget a history as gruesome as that of the Shinzuino family. It makes me wonder if Konohamaru is even alive..."
...............
After Innocence Chapter 8 "Shinzuino, Part 1."
.................
It was about 50 years ago during the Ninja World Wars when the Shinzuino clan left their mark in history.
During the wars, chaos reigned supreme in the governments across the world. Often country leaders were killed and their position taken by tyrants. Then someone else would come along and kill the tyrant, and start a new tyranny of his own.
During the midst of Torimura Houji's tyranny in the Earth Country, a simple traveling medicine man ventured into a village. The man set up shop on the roadside. People were flocking to him with injuries and disease. They told the foreign man stories of how they came to be in such states.
Torimura-sama was sending his men to destroy the peasant farmer's fields. He would injure, or even kill those who spoke ill of the government. He took all doctors to his mansion for his own health, paying no heed to the townsfolk. He raised the taxes, and if someone could not pay with money, they would pay with their life.
After hearing the stories of the townsfolk, the traveler felt mercy for the folk, and treated them for no cost.
However, word of the doctor spread to Torimura. He sent for him, and the man could not decline.
After the tyrant had a brief meeting with the doctor, Torimura-sama decided to keep him alive and by his side. Little did the doctor know that Torimura had other plans for him.
One night, while the doctor was sleeping, one of Torimura's specially trained Shinobi snuck into his room. Under the orders to find out who the doctor really was, the Shinobi, which was trained mind reading jutsu, began his work.
After a few minutes, the Shinobi failed with the basic techniques and concluded that the man suffered from memory loss; therefore, accessing the memories was impossible with ordinary jutsu. After trying higher level, and moving onto extreme level techniques.
The things the Shinobi found out were that this man was powerful, and was rather corrupt. The doctor, by the name of Shinzuino Yogarasu, also had a chilling bloodline technique. A powerful mind reading and controlling technique that can turn even the worse of enemies into your best friends, right before you stab them in the back.
The next day, the man felt different. He could read people a lot easier, even by just looking at their eyes, he could tell if a person was lying or not. He also felt some of the strangest feelings; like lust, and greed. It was strange to him.
That night, when he was checking Torimura's health, he could hear his thoughts. He found out he wanted to destroy the town. The doctor still had some of his morals left, and told Torimura that it was foolish.
Torimura, shocked that this man knew what he was thinking, and that he was questioning his authority, sent the doctor away.
That night, the doctor had horrifying dreams. The dreams were of violence, rape, and theft. He picked up a name from the dreams. Shinzuino.
When he woke up the next morning, he was terrified. After some thought, he realized the man in the dreams was he. Those dreams were memories of his past, a past he had forgotten.
He immediately went to the library and browsed through books, looking for Shinzuino. But, without any luck.
He asked around town, but no one knew. He finally went to Torimura and asked him.
Taken aback, Torimura realized the opportunities from having a man that, according to rumor, to be very corrupt and powerful on his side were great. He told the doctor all he knew of Shinzuino, but information was scarce since Shinzuino was merely a wealthy landowner.
After listening to what Torimura had to say, the doctor shook his head in disbelief. He did not want to accept the fact that the past he had forgotten was a cruel and terrible one. A past where he had raped the maids of the household and never paying them, and killing them if they did not show up to work, or decided to quit.
Feeling ill to the stomach, the doctor went to his quarters to lie down. After some tossing and turning on his futon, he fell into a deep sleep.
....................
Meanwhile, Torimura called two of his Shinobi warriors into his presence. He informed them of another thing about Shinzuino. That he was quite skillful with a katana. The Shinobi were puzzled as to why Torimura- sama was informing them of someone they never even heard of.
Torimura handed them a katana and told them to place it next to the new doctor's futon. He instructed them to attack the man, as if to kill him, when he woke from his slumber. He was planning to make the doctor completely realize his memories of his past, and to get him to rule with him.
..........
The doctor woke with a start. He noticed something was different. However, before he could place his finger on what was off, he heard a noise. All of a sudden, a dark clothed man barged in through the window.
In a panic, the doctor ran to the door, but another dark clothed man greeted him. He recognized them as Shinobi.
The two ninja drew their katana, and advanced on him. The doctor's knees grew weak and he fell backward. He scuffled over to the side of his futon, his hand landing on something hard. He grabbed whatever it was and held it out in front of him.
He gawked at the sheathed katana in front of him, curious as to how it got there. His hands began to move on their own will, over the katana and onto the handle. He unsheathed the katana, and stood.
He felt quite awkward holding the sword, but when one of the ninja rushed at him suddenly, his body reacted and blocked the attack with his sword. He felt something come over him as the ninja moved to strike again. He predicted his movement, to his surprise, and dodged it completely.
The doctor felt something dark spreading through his veins. He began to feel powerful, something he somewhat liked. He hardened his stance and held his katana tight, ready for whatever came at him.
He focused on the ninja, they were being cautious; they must have known that something like this was going to happen.
He began to hear their thoughts, as he accidentally did a couple of nights ago with Torimura-sama. He pushed himself further, not afraid of the power anymore. He began to dig deeper into their minds, just letting his mind wander in theirs.
He picked up some bits of conversation. He recognized the voice as Torimura's, instructing them to attack the doctor when he woke up, to awaken the buried memories.
There was a sharp pain in his head and he fell forward onto his knees. Memories began to come flooding into his mind. After a couple of minutes, he crouched, and caught his breath. He stood up and looked at the two ninja -- his eyes had changed.
He sighed with relief and grinned, holding his sword up. He rushed at the two ninja and slashed their throats before they could react.
He wiped the blade of his sword on the blanket on his futon then set the sword onto the ground. He got up and left the room.
..............
A few days later, after the cremation of the body of Torimura-sama, the unceremonious dumping of his ashes tainted the river. The medical specialists identified the cause of death to be poison.
Shinzuino smiled as he walked up to where Torimura used to sit, and took a seat himself. He declared himself ruler, and killed anyone who tried to take the title from him.
Though he was rather rash with punishment, he cared for the townsfolk. He sent his men to replant the wrecked fields, and had the doctors released. He lowered the taxes, because he was not in need of money. Soon, the townsfolk thought of Shinzuino as a Godsend.
The folk had no reason to speak ill of Shinzuino, so there was no punishment. At times, people tried to take his throne. His own hand, of course, killed those people. He was careful, and knew what was going on around him. It was nearly impossible to kill him.
After a few months of his reign, he was satisfied with the level of trust and respect from his people. In addition, he saved the tax-money, and he did not waste the money on frivolous activities. However, he was short on staff. He decided to put up an ad looking for people to work for him as maids.
The people responded quickly and jovially. Soon, he had thirty women waiting for his approval. His lust grew when he noticed a few exceptionally beautiful women. He singled out the most beautiful ones, and sent the more unpleasant looking ones away.
After that, he studied the women before him. He gathered information from them. Mostly just their names and what they were good at.
However, one woman caught his eye. She was stunningly gorgeous. Her hair was a deep auburn with curls to her shoulders. Her skin was flawless, and her eyes looked like emeralds. She did not need a bodice to maintain a slim figure; she was naturally like that.
He found out her name was Amakuro Fumiko-ojousan. She was the daughter of his top Shinobi, Amakuro Jujiro.
When he asked her what she was good at, she smiled and told him that she was good at nearly everything.
Her response intrigued him, and he nodded. He was sure going to hire her. After going through all the women, he picked five of the best women there, Fumiko-ojousan being one of them.
...........
It took a few days for Shinzuino to get used to the women scurrying around the house, but when he got used to them, he barely noticed them. They were so quiet and quick with their work, that they seemed like ghosts.
However, the women drew his attention despite their quietness. He could not stop his eyes from wandering over their soft facial features, to their round bosom and to their firm buttocks. Nevertheless, if he screwed up here, he could pay for it later. Therefore, he kept his temptations under control, and tried his best to keep away from Fumiko.
However, luck seemed not to be on his side...
After he finished his work, he went to his room for the night. When he got in his room, he noticed one of the maids heating up a warming pan in the fireplace. Fighting the wild thoughts entering his mind, he asked her to leave.
She turned around; her auburn hair bouncing as she did so and her green eyes twinkling like emeralds in the sun. Her lips curved into a smile as she walked up to her master.
The lord quickly regretted hiring Fumiko as a maid. She was simply too irresistible for him. Swallowing his pride, he turned around and asked her to leave. Shinzuino leaned against the wall as he heard her footsteps move past him.
Fumiko stopped and rested her hand on his back; she began to massage his muscles when she felt him tense up. Her fingers moving gently over his back, she reached up and began to pull off his jacket.
Shinzuino began having an internal conflict. This woman was showing interest, but he did not want to ruin his reputation. The hands snuck up the back of his shirt after the removal of his jacket. A small shiver of pleasure ran up his spine. He once again began to fight with himself.
Yes, he could damage his reputation; however, if she promises not to say anything it could be fine. His body began to react to her touches and he sighed. The flesh beat the mind and spirit in this battle.
He turned around and wrapped his arms around Fumiko, pressing his lips to hers. She responded as hoped and returned the kiss, running her hands over his back. He broke the kiss and buried his face in her hair. He told her not to tell anyone of this; she agreed.
Kisses turned to touches; night turned to dawn. Shinzuino woke in his bed, sun shining into the room. He gave a blissful sigh as he remembered the events of the night before. The images of Fumiko's heavenly body beneath him and the sound of her soft moans filled his memory.
Suddenly a knocking on his door snapped him out of his reverie. He scrambled out of bed, pulling his underwear on and sliding on his robe. He opened the door to find one of this other maids, Koiko-san, with some clean laundry. The interruption is what he needed; he was already late rising that morning.
Once Koiko-san left the room, he began to dress. He figured Fumiko already left earlier, not wanting the other maids to notice her absence. She could make and excuse about cleaning late, and once she got back, everyone was asleep.
Shinzuino walked to the dining room and another of the maids, Tamoe- san, was just placing food on the table. He sat at his spot at the end of the table as she set a plate in front of him.
He looked at the food and smiled. Rice noodles with a side of fermented soybeans and a bun. He told Tamoe-san to give the chef his compliments and ate.
..........
Later that day, while Shinzuino was practicing his martial arts, Fumiko came to him. She seemed rather distraught as she approached him, demanding his attention.
Shinzuino paused his practice to go over and wrap his arms around her. He thought it would be safe, since no one was around now. When she did not respond, he pulled away and looked at her.
She told him she was going to need to leave for a week. She had important business to attend to. However, she did not say what business it was.
He thought for a moment, but decided it would be ok if she left for a while. He leaned in to kiss her, but she stepped away. She then bowed and left, thanking him.
Shinzuino then went back to his practice, though he could not concentrate very hard on his moves.
................
Baka: There is a good reason why I'm breaking this up into parts. Mostly because it's excessively long, and is talking a long time. I wanted you to know that I am working on it.
IB: Yeah. She has five more pages of this part after what she has here, but she wants to stop it here because it seemed appropriate. She is working on the rest of it now. It's nearing completion, just a couple more events.
Baka: Yeah. And, as you can see, I am trying to keep it interesting. Oh, I nearly forgot to add some explanations of some things in the story. I'm sure you all understand the words, and if you don't, look them up in a dictionary.
Q: Why does he sleep on the futon in the floor, but then sleeps in a bed later? A: The setting is similar to Japan when the English began to show up; therefore, not many people had beds. Actually, no one had beds. It was considered a luxury to have beds. Therefore, lords and other high-ranking people had them while average folk had the roll out futons.
Q: How come Shinzuino knows how to make balms and stuff?
A: Well, he must have had some medical knowledge before. Remember, before he regained his memory he was a doctor. As to where he got that knowledge, it would be too much to explain here and in the story.
Q: How did Shinzuino lose his memory?
A: His father was still alive and used the family bloodline to render Shinzuino unconscious and while his memory. Since his father has had more experience, it worked. His father wasn't happy with how he acted, and that's why he did it. I didn't cover that in the story because it would have made the story a lot longer.
Q: A government relies on it's people, why would Torimura do that to the people? A: I don't know. Why did Hitler set up those death camps? Well, power is one thing. I guess it made Torimura feel powerful.
Q: What do their names mean?
A: Most of them were made up, but I tried to think of something that could work for the characters.
Torimura – Bird Village Houji – Treasure holder
Shinzuino – Essence of (originally came up with for Kyou) Yogarasu – Night Crow Kyou – Wickedness (not easy to find the translation to get it to mean that)
Amakuro – It is sweet black (I know, it makes no sense) Jujiro – Gun pardon Fumiako – Changed to Fumiko Fumiko – Wealthy beautiful child
Koiko – love/tender passion child Tamoe – It is burning (interesting translation, eh?)