Trauma
Two years ago
Blood pumped out of the open wound. Tsuki desperately clamped her hands over it and released her chakra in an attempt to close it as quickly as possible. The Konoha ninja was hauled off the table and another was placed onto it. Tsuki glanced back towards the door, where five more men were slumped against the wall or being supported by medical personnel. She had no time to even clean her bloodied hands; she had to close all the wounds before the men bled to death from their various wounds. Sweating profusely, Tsuki closed up the gaping cut on the man's abdomen. She dragged the prone ninja towards the beds as Yuina took over the healing of wounds. As she was healing one man's back wounds, another man waiting for treatment collapsed. He hit the wooden floor hard and lay still, his blood flowing out through several gashes on his shoulders and chest. Akiko rushed over and, checking his pulse, shook her head sadly at Yuina. The elderly healer nodded grimly and indicated for Akiko to take the body through a side door into the mortuary. The surviving ninjas stared at the body leaving blood trails as it was dragged along the floor, thankfully too dazed and agonized to feel too much grief for their comrade's death. Luckily there were no more fatalities that day.
Tsuki sat on the end of a ninja's bed, wiping her drenched forehead with a towel. Yuina came up and sat beside her.
"Why have we had so many lately?" Tsuki asked, looking sadly at the fitfully sleeping man in the bed behind her.
The man had suffered a grievous wound to the face, resulting in the loss of both eyes. Tsuki and Yuina had managed to heal the wound, but they could never have hoped to reconstruct his eyes. He would be blind for the rest of his life.
"I don't know…" sighed Yuina, "There's obviously some kind of conflict going on, but the shinobi never do discuss their activities openly."
Tsuki smiled weakly. "Then we'll just have to work harder." She said.
Yuina didn't return her smile, but squeezed Tsuki's shoulder with a frail looking hand. Suddenly the blinded ninja sat bolt upright, letting out a loud scream which caused the two healers to leap off the bed.
"Darkness!" he shrieked, "I can't see!"
Yuina grabbed the hysterical man firmly by the shoulders.
"It's OK!" he said, "You're in a hospital. You're safe…"
The man moaned. "Can't see…"
Yuina stroked his cheek gently. "Your eyes have been damaged." She sighed. "You won't be able to see again."
The ninja became very quiet.
"What's your name?" Asked Tsuki after a moment.
The blinded man turned his head towards the sound of her voice. "Makoto…" He answered, struggling to keep his voice even.
Yuina moved close to him. "Can you tell us what happened?" She asked.
Makoto shuddered and coughed. "We were ambushed…" he gasped. "They jumped out of the trees… flinging shuriken… we were exposed, in the open…" He gagged violently and spat blood onto the floor. "The leader… he… faced me one on one… told me… I was the last… human I'd ever see…" Makoto sobbed. "He was right…"
Yuina narrowed her eyes. "Who was he?"
Makoto swallowed. "He wore a mask… a mist village mask… but he told me his name… before he slashed my eyes…"
Yuina suddenly pinned the blinded man to the bed, a desperate and crazed look on her face.
"His name!" she cried, "What was his name!?"
"Yuina!" exclaimed Tsuki, shocked at her behaviour.
The began to breath very heavily. Yuina shook him.
"WHAT WAS HIS NAME!?" She screamed into his face.
Makoto let out an agonised breath. "Ryoichi…"
Yuina stared at him in disbelief as her stunned lips mouthed the name. She released Makoto, who fell back against the mattress and passed out.
"Yuina-sempai…" said Tsuki, staring concernedly at the wide eyed healer. "Who's Ryoichi?"
Yuina turned to her in despair, tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes.
"He killed my children…"