Iruka POV
writtenlisteningto.hackmusic
War is never pretty. This one is proving to be especially gruesome.
The sky is almost literally raining bits of gore, with red rivers flowing
away from the carnage.
What in the world am I doing here?
It's not quite so bad here in the bunkers; I hear it's even worse further
up the lines. That's where they sent them, those elite of Konoha.
That's where they sent children like Naruto and Sakura.
That's where that bastard Kakashi should be. But he's not, and I am, so
it's up to me to look after our students. Fat lot of good I'm doing, stuck
miles behind them.
A few months ago, Mist and Rock started attacking outlying villages. A
week later, we were off to war. I tried to tell Kakashi what was going on,
why no one would be able to visit him everyday. I don't think he
understood. There's nothing I can do about it now.
I'll be back in the village soon; I'll visit him then. Apparently, teacher
Chuunin are destined to become courier nin. I've yet to meet a colleague
of mine that isn't used to that capacity; you'd think that they were trying
to shelter us. Just maybe. Just hypothetically speaking.
They think that because we teach brats instead of going on missions,
that we're weak. Huh. I'd personally love to see a Jounin just try to do
my job. Just for one day. I'm certain that he'd never have that particular
misconception again.
Of course, there isn't a whole lot to courier; we're towards the middle, so
a lot of the battle misses us. Chilling thought.
Be safe, everyone.
that'ssomereallygoodmusic
Naruto POV
abitdisturbing,though
They won't stop coming. It seems like they go on forever, without pause
or break.
I've never been this truly exhausted before. Tired to collapsing, yes, but
I've never been this bone-deep tired. I think that when the next attack
comes, I'll sleep right through it. Plenty of nin have died that way.
I haven't seen Sakura for a while. I have to hope that the Spirit of Fire has
seen fit to let her live; I have no chance to look for her now.
The losses have been staggering so far, especially for their side. Them, the
enemy, the faceless masked horde of endless god-damned clones! There's
no way that all of them came from a human mother; unless there were
thousands of pregnancies that all just happened to occur at the same time.
At first we thought that they were genjutsus, illusions; there was no way
that they could all possibly be real. Now we know better.
They cut, they stab, they bleed, they die, and their corpses stink. Moreso
than a normal human's; thus my clone theory.
I know Iruka-sensei's out here, on courier duty. It pays to be close to the
Hokage, sometimes. Although baa-chan would never admit to showing me,
her pride being what it is. She's really a big softie, despite her tendency to
be a violent maniac.
She's even told me how Kakashi-sensei's doing. I'm glad he's alright, even
though no one's there with him. He'll just have to deal until we run out of
enemy nin.
Speaking of which, there's a brand new wave coming right now. Joy.
I just want to sleep…
butverygoodforhavingcreativejuicesflow
Sakura POV
ofcourse,Nightwishisgoodtoo
They won't stop coming. Body after body, near corpse after near corpse. So
many hopeful eyes look to me to change the inevitable. Even when there's
only half of a body to save, they still expect me to pull a miracle out of my ass
and save their friend that they've known forever.
Never mind that I'm still in training. Never mind that the majority of the time
I'm younger than they are. I'm the Godaime's own apprentice. They still hope,
and again and again that hope is destroyed.
I haven't slept in days. When I'm not healing, I'm fighting. When I'm not doing
that, I'm desperately learning new techniques. More than once, I've saved lives
with those techniques.
I've never felt so helpless in all of my existence. Not even when I pulled the plug
on Kakashi-sensei did I feel so drained of hope.
Kakashi… I wonder how he's doing. All that's left at the hospital are the nurses
and doctors not fit for the front lines. There's a lot of anger in those left behind;
it wouldn't be the first time for a nurse to take her frustrations on helpless patients.
Who's Kakashi going to tell, anyway?
The last time I saw Kakashi was a month ago. The nurses had obviously not let
him out of the bed in a while—there were sores all over his body—and were
reprimanded then. I can only hope that they remembered afterwards. There's little
I can do for him right now if they're not, unfortunately. At least he's safely out of
this mess.
I haven't seen Naruto for a while, and that worries me. I hope he's safe.
I hope they're all safe.
planethellandcreekmary'sbloodespeciallyhelped
Awyr here. My, how a few months of war can age and mature a person like no
other force on earth. Don't you just love character development?
Anywho, please review! They keep the muses happy.