#root verse

[thatsneakymedic]

Birthday drabble for Kabuto

The repeated knocks on the steel door alarms Kabuto and his roommate from their beds that they need to get up for their daily training. He wasn’t really in the mood to get up as he wanted to sleep some more, but ever since the first day when he stepped into the Root headquarters and his shared room, he had not once defied or ignored an order from the adults and his superiors. Its not like he should as he did volunteer himself in the first place, and he should act like he wants to be a part of it. 

Being the more slower than his roommate, he tries to hurry up and put on his clothes after brushing his teeth, before he could say something to his roommate, the older boy hurries out from the room as they’re already well dressed and prepared for the day. More faster than Kabuto as they were in Root years longer than he did. Kabuto might want to ask how do they get ready so fast so that he too can learn how to prepare so quickly.  But now wasn’t the time for asking as talking wasn’t allowed in the halls unless it’s a question about something. And even that is limited as he had to learn everything on his own and remember so much as well.  

It’s already been half a year, Kabuto has made great progress on his own that even his teachers are impressed, especially by his age too.  But unfortunately, despite his skills and impressive intelligence. He’s not allowed to have any friends or socialize unlike the other kids who were allowed to, since he was a “special case” as he was already assigned to spy for Root in another country and it’s only a matter of time till he’ll be sent out, perhaps sooner than he thinks.  While it’s convenient that he won’t have to go through the trouble for the rumored “final test” that many Root children go through to become full Root members, it did however leave him out of a lot of things like the identities of his fellow classmates and their own information on their talents and knowledge of topics that he wouldn’t understand that weren’t medical information. 

He often was alone as the other kids were instructed to not befriend him in the first place either and he had no idea why they were avoiding him. 

“Kabuto.”   A monotone voice stops him from heading into his classroom.  Kabuto turns around and he looks up at the ominous masked man before him. 

“It’s time.”  Kabuto’s posture tenses as his focus is still on the man’s words. Almost frozen from shock by those words as he knew full well what they meant.

It’s time to go already?! But he still had so much to learn! Where else can he learn the more difficult medical classes?! Was he even ready at his age?! Why today?! Today is... 

The man carries on as he was quick to notice the subtle change in Kabuto’s posture, but he didn’t care. This one was a “temporary” and its not like he was any of importance no matter if he’s prepared or not.

“Pack only the essentials and light items only, but be quick. You will start heading out immediately and the items and your assigned identity required for the mission will be provided for you when you get to the destination. I’ll be the one to escort you on the way so head towards the entrance so that we can leave. It’s better that we leave while it’s still morning.”   At that, he quietly leaves the child for him to absorb the news and prepare to leave while the other kids eye Kabuto for a moment till the classroom door closes on them. 

His stomach flip flopped as his hands grip onto the books tightly till the tips of his fingers turn to a pale pink color. His heart raced anxiously as he takes the first few steps away from the door and to the direction of his room.  He takes a deep breath as he starts to move faster, not really realizing that he was actually holding his breath since the man spoke to him. 

Half a year, only half a year here and he’s already being sent out on a possibly dangerous mission that he was emotionally unprepared for, yes he had the knowledge and the skills for it. But in his mind, he felt like an academy student being sent out on a S rank mission. A guaranteed death if he fails the mission, and because he was isolated by the others, almost no one has any connection or some sort of memory of him. 

Everyone except his Mother and the children back at home. 

He makes it to his room and he could see the new empty backpack that has already been provided to him as well as his own robe and new clothes and shoes with the note on it that says, “Put these on and leave the clothes that you’re wearing on the bed. You won’t need them anymore.”  It lacked the brand names that most packs had and it lacked the enough space inside to fit anything else besides spare clothes, shoes, socks, toothbrushes, food pills, scrolls and spare weapons. Though it at least had secure pockets for him to put his spare glasses in without the worry of them getting damaged. As for his clothes, they were the standard traveling clothes For a moment, he kind of wished that he could’ve snagged one of Urushi’s buttons on that hat of his to remember him by since it’s small enough to carry and probably be able to smuggle it in unnoticed. 

His roommate quietly returned to the room to pick something up that he left behind and he notices that Kabuto was already getting dressed, the usual uniform for the recruits to wear are folded neatly onto the bed.  Kabuto doesn’t acknowledge him when they went into the room, since he assumed that they were going to ignore him as usual. It’s not like they had a proper conversation to begin with so perhaps it was better this way for the two of them.  Despite the few months of staying together, they were still strangers. Kabuto doesn’t even know the kid’s name and he assumed that they didn’t know his as well. 

The only memory of him will be these clothes, and even they will be given to another kid his age or size. It unsettled him greatly due to the implications on how replaceable he could be if he fails the mission. 

The other boy knew exactly what it meant when he sees the clothes that Kabuto had worn, and he knows that it means that he will never come back to Root. He’s officially a Root shinobi now and being younger than him was quite shocking to them as well.  He knew that they weren’t supposed to interact or befriend Kabuto as he was ordered to do so by the adults, but he had been paying attention and observed Kabuto throughout their stay together. He knew more about Kabuto than any of the adults did, what the boy would say in his sleep, when he would cry at night due to the sheer loneliness of the place, and how emotionally distant everyone was ordered to treat him and he wondered why. 

He would’ve wanted to be his friend if he was able to, but it seems like that day will never come now that Kabuto has “graduated”.  He picks up the bandages and a small wrapped present that he forgot from his pack and he stands up before looking back at Kabuto again.  

“Here. It will help you keep track of time for your missions since you tend to forget the time and the timer will help too. Good luck out there... Kabuto.”   He said quietly as he offers the present to Kabuto and he places the gift on the bed next to their clothes.  He was meant to sneak it onto his bed one of these days as a surprise gift for their efforts but it seems like it could only serve as a farewell gift to them. It’s the least he could do as an apology for seemingly appearing so aloof to them when he had been looking out for him this whole time. 

Kabuto’s dark innocent eyes turn to them and he blinks as they give them the small gift before deciding to leave the room without a word of goodbye.  He takes the present into his hand and he turns his back to the door, so that anyone in the hall won’t see the small clothed present in his hands. 

Pulling the small dull dirtied string, he stares at the silver case of the pocket watch that looked quite new and it’s reflective color contrasted the dull colored cloth.  Did the kid somehow knew that today was his birthday? Kabuto wondered exactly why would they give someone like him a gift like this if they didn’t seem to want to be his friend? Was he too blind to see what they were really feeling about him? He wished that they could stick around for Kabuto to say “thank you” to but perhaps this kind of parting was for the best of both of them since they will never see each other again. But it doesn’t stop the tears from wanting to build up in his eyes. 

He puts the watch into his pocket securely and he looks back at the room and at his roommate’s bed one last time before he heads out. 

Guess he will be remembered by someone here after all.. 

[thatsneakymedic]

Useless headcanon but Kabuto’s favorite soda flavor is lemon-lime soda and it’s one of the sweet drinks that he doesn’t mind drinking. But not too excessively of course.. 

Also ginger ale is also what he likes too. 

[thatsneakymedic]

😴

😴 - climbs into bed with my muse

There has been a shortage of beds since it was discovered that half of them had roaches and dangerous mold buried within the mattresses and bunks so they had to destroy them all to reduce the possible infections and other unwanted pests from inhabiting the sleep quarters of the recruits as well as the other adult shinobi. As the result, almost everyone had to share the same bed with someone until the new beds are delivered.

Kabuto’s bed fortunately was one of the few clean ones that weren’t affected by the bugs since Kabuto actually put an effort of cleaning his and his bunkmate’s room and beds every day but now he had to share the bed with someone named Kinoe who the other recruits call, “Danzo’s Favorite”. That made him nervous since anyone who was a favorite of Danzo means that they must be quite ruthless and intimidating since being the favorite is not something that is easily obtained. He begins to worry, what if he accidently kicks them in his sleep and they beat him up in retaliation? Would they are arrogant and they decide to throw him out of his own bed because they want it for themselves? And what if they have bad body oder which Kabuto hates?  He lies down on his side while thinking about what to do if any of those scenerios were true. 

The door opens and Kabuto turns himself around from his bed to see a long brown haired boy with a calm look on his face at the door. Is this him? He doesn’t look scary but Kabuto isn’t so sure since many of Root’s shinobi are docile looking. Either way, he hopes that he’s going to try to get along with them and be nice just in case. The last thing he needs is a new bully, “Are you Kinoe that the adults told me about? I’m Kabuto. I guess you could say that we’ll be sharing the same bed until the adults get you a new one. The bed and blankets are clean and I don’t have any lice or contagious diseases so you should be ok. ” 

[thatsneakymedic]

31 Days of Horror Day 9 Slaughter

(Putting this on readmore because of excessive animal violence here. Do not read if you’re uncomfortable with the topic. This has dark themes just so ya’ll know. And I would apologize if goddamn tumblr decides to mess up the readmore for mobile users.) 

Relaxing on a bench in the outskirts of the village, he eats his lunch with three of his children quietly as the clouds drift in the sky peacefully. Before he could take a bite out of his pear, a group of stray dogs suddenly start barking erratically and his attention turns to the lone monkey that’s native to the area, fleeing to the tree top, carrying it’s baby in it’s arm. It climbs up quickly into the safety of the branches but with no other tree within jump reach, it stays there, stranded by the pack barking and attempting to leap at it from the ground. Kabuto immediately stands up and the children huddle against Kabuto and they shake in fear, “Father! Those dogs are going to get that poor monkey and her baby! We gotta do something!” The little girl clings to him, “I’m scared Father! Those dogs are scary! What if they come after us?!”  The mother monkey and her baby’s frightened expression and the event recalls a long repressed memory in his mind... 

Root

Everyone was gathered around the dim-lit fighting arena and being assigned to their seats by the adults standing in front and next to them. Kabuto was in the corner of the row sitting on the side along with the other recruits his age or younger. He wonders what the adults have planned for them since the last test was similar except that they were showed frightening images of dead people among other disturbing things. His questions were about to be answered soon as behind him, they could hear the doors behind him slam shut. 

A cloaked masked man with a single red stripe across the mask’s eyes approaches the children and stands in full view, “This is going to be another form of emotion suppression training. Watch the spectacle quietly without making a noise or so much as a flinch. Anyone who wavers or falters will be taken to the other room to be punished severely and be forced to take it again next time. No bathroom breaks or excuses will be allowed during the lesson. Your eyes and your attention are to be aimed at front, even a glance at anything else other than the front will count as failing.” 

The steel doors open and two men are pushing cage with 4 aggressive large dogs barking at the children and at the men themselves as well. Kabuto as well as some of the kids below and above him were startled by one of the dogs sharp barking and it’s barring it’s sharp teeth at him as the cart passes him. He glances at the man, did this count as failing?  It doesn’t seem so since nobody was taken way... yet. The dog’s cages were placed in the arena and they await the next card, which one consists of a pacing boar, and the other cage held a nervous looking chimpanzee. Kabuto stares at them as they are placed right at the steps of the arena, but the boar’s cage is pushed further and directly in the middle of the stage. 

The four men then leap on top of the cages and they look on to the director, awaiting orders. The masked man looks over at the children one last time, his attention eyeing a nervous looking girl sitting on the far side of Kabuto’s seat. 

“Begin.”  

The bars are lifted and the animals run out of their cages, the boar runs around the dogs and it leans against the walls as if trying to find a way to escape. But the dogs strategically separate and they pursue the boar from all sides. A lean dog lunges from it’s side and it sinks it’s teeth into the pigs neck, making a ear piercing squeal as the other dogs get on top of it and start biting at it’s limps, back, and soft belly. All the loud noise of the barking was deafening. Kabuto’s eyes widen in shock but he doesn’t dare move a muscle. The ape screams in fear as it rattles it’s cage in an attempt to break the bars to free itself from the horror before it. 

A girl gasps in horror loudly from the corner of the row and a masked woman grabs her by the hair and drags her up the stairs, “NO! NO! I’M SORRY!”   A boy sitting next to her side glanced for a moment at the girl being taken away and another arm is reached to grab him by the bicep and he is dragged out of his seat to follow the crying girl, “I WASN’T LOOKING AWAY! I SWEAR!”  The boy cried out as the doors slam behind him. Another child above Kabuto wasn’t moving but he was visibly shaking and his hands were balled into fists, he too was taken away and lead out of the room. The pig’s squealing intensifies as the dogs tear at it’s belly and face until it ceases after what it felt like hours of it’s suffering. 

Kabuto doesn’t dare move or even breath at the horrific massacre before him and he keeps looking on without a sign of emotion. He wonders if the adults will notice his energy and would it count as him failing?  The man was staring at Kabuto for a moment from the corner of his eye as well as the other children before turning around to see the dogs now just tearing up the bloated carcass of the boar. “Well done. But let’s see how you’ll do with something a little closer to... human.”  

The dogs were still loose and the chimp’s cage was now pushed by the two men, the steel iron bars lifted for the ape and it stays in the corner of it’s cage, frightened by the dog’s excessive barking. It doesn’t take long for the biggest dog to enter the cage and bite the chimp at it’s leg, it screeches a horrible wail as it grips onto the bars behind it to keep itself from being dragged out,. Then another dog grabs it’s other leg and together, they pull the simian from the cage and the other dogs are set upon it quickly.  

Kabuto just almost wanted to look away at the horrible scene but he desperately willed himself to not to. His heart raced and it felt like it was beating from his throat and bile was creeping up at his esophagus, “Stop it... stop... please... make it stop...”  His works repeat in his head as his breathing slightly increased but not noticeable enough for the adults in front or near him to notice.  A boy’s tears fell from his face and he yowls in pain as his curly hair is gripped and he’s dragged out, another kid from the front row suddenly throws up near the proctor who doesn’t move or flinch despite the puke landing on his feet. He keeps puking even when he’s being dragged away. One child literally fainted from the shock of it all and they were carried away. One by one, each child for a different reason was taken and it was only a few of them like Kabuto who remained. 

The dogs continue to tug o war with the poor screaming monkey’s arms and legs, almost tearing at them until the larger dog sinks it’s teeth on it’s head and a sickening wet *crunch!* is heard and the struggling limps of the monkey go limp. Even though the monkey is already dead, the dogs still don’t stop their relentless attack on it. Still hungry for blood despite their previous slaughter.  A sharp whistle cuts the air and the dogs let go of the pieces of meat that used to be the monkey and obediently return to their cages. Mouths all bloody and salivating, glancing around as if seeking more prey to tear apart. The slamming of the cages seals the dogs and they all lie down on their cages, panting heavily and loudly. 

The masked man turns around and stares at the children before nodding, “Test is over. You may have permission to move as you please now. Congratulations for passing. You may all leave now. Food will be prepared shortly in the cafeteria and attend the chakra control class in 1500 hours. We’ll see you then.”  He nods as he turns to leave the classroom, Kabuto could swear that the masked man probably getting off from the animal’s pain and suffering but there was no way to prove that. The doors open and a bright beam of light illuminates the room, making the bloody scene before them be seen more brightly and clear as day.  Kabuto, feeling almost frozen, wills himself to stand up and mindlessly follow the kids out of the room. His expression was that of a zombie and his walking was stiff and robotic. He felt so exhausted and numb from the experience as he decides to head back to his own room instead of lunch like what the masked man advised them to do. The horrible images of the slaughter repeated in his head and the screams keep ringing in his ears. Everything was spinning and his breathing was slow. He reads his room’s number and he leans against the door to open it, as he enters and closes it, he closes the door behind him and as soon as the door clicked, he collapses onto the cold cement floor and his eyes roll back until darkness swallows him up along with the animal screams, barking, and the bloody images. 

Present

The children’s crying snaps him out of his trance and he looks around at the ground and he picks up large rock and he throws it at the implied leader of the dog’s face and it yelps dramatically as it runs off in another direction, yelping and whining along the way. The other dogs follow it as they take it as a sign that there is danger nearby.  Kabuto finds himself panting heavily and was feeling weak himself. The children still clung onto him, still feeling afraid. “The dogs are gone! You scared them away Father! You did it... Father?”  The little girl lets go of Kabuto’s robe and they look up to him and blink in surprise when they see tears leaking down his exhausted frightened face. The monkey taking the opportunity of the dogs running away to run into the forest and climb up the gathered trees and it flees from sight. 

“Father... you’re crying. Are you scared too?”  The other children look up at him as he almost falls onto the floor but the arm rest of the bench keeps him from completely falling. He snaps out of his thoughts and he looks around, “I’m... I’m sorry I...”  He stammered as he sluggishly moves to sit back down on the bench with the help of the children guiding him. “We gotta go to the police! Those dogs looked dangerous!” The boy shouted. “The Inuzuka clan will take care of it, they know all about dogs right?”  Kabuto nods as the girl sits on his lap and hugs him. “Don’t cry Father, I know that you didn’t mean to hurt that dog but you had to. It was bad.” 

He gestures the other two kids to join him on the seat and they all huddle next to him and he reaches out his arms to embrace all of them, he kisses their temples gently, “I know, I promise that I will never let any harm come to you children. And yes... I was afraid. Let hurry on home and tell the shinobi about what happened. The dogs will be picked up and be given homes to nice people to love them so they won’t need to be vicious anymore.”  Not that he could guarantee it but its something for the children to be hopeful for. 

Though despite that the horrors of the past is behind him, he’s forever grateful of that horrible organization was no more and no other child will endure what he had been through.  

(I got the idea of the scene from this old movie I remembered in the past. It’s called “The Soldier”  Here’s the LINK and please be warned that it’s not for everyone. ) 

[thatsneakymedic]

31 Days of Horror Day 4 Flesh

(gonna put this in readmore since it does mention bodies and autopsy) 

Kabuto stares at the cadaver before him, uneasy and hesitant since this is going to be another lesson of dissection class. It was part of the medical autopsy training that was required in Root candidates that are being trained in the medical field in case if they need to identify or examine a corpse. What was more disturbing was that the body is a child’s corpse that’s close to his own age. The unusual thing about the body is that the edges on all corners of the lips show signs of repeated slashes, like as if from scissors or a kunai. 

A click at the door closing is what catches every ones attention to their sensei, their emotionless grey eyes scan the room before speaking, “Everyone, you all will follow my directions quietly. We’re going on a investigative route for this lesson. You will all take note of any abnormalities that you find in the cadavers and you figure out clues of how their lives ended, which organs are the most affected, and if you could identify their shinobi talents, blood type and chakra nature. These corpses will be part of your test, take care of them well and any intentional tampering or playing with the bodies or parts will result in disqualification from the class.” They silently glare at the group of boys who were too busy staring at the cadaver’s large bare breasts as they were assigned an attractive 19 year old girl with a noticeable lacerations on her stomach and ribs. 

“You have 48 hours to reveal your findings to me. This is no contest so there’s no need to hurry so take your time. Begin.” 

Kabuto takes a glance at his 2 female teammates who look to him and he points at the boy’s mouth and throat, “I’ll take a look at the head, mouth and throat, umm, Miku you can check out his torso and his arms and Yasu, you can see his thighs and legs. If... that’s alright with you two.”   One of them obediently nods while the other just blinks while obeying his directions quietly since she’s wasn’t expecting Kabuto to act so shy around them both. Not that because they’re girls but because they’re much older than him and Kabuto felt that they were both silently underestimating him. Taking a deep breath, he puts on his mask and hands the others their protective gear, he can do this. This is for them. For his family. 

He hands them each their tools needed while taking the ones that he needs. Taking out the metal gag, he places it in the mouth and he examines the inside. The first thing he notices is that they seem to be from Root as well judging from the tattoo on their tongue, but... for some reason, the tongue has been shredded as if someone or perhaps they tried to peel or scrap it off with a sharp knife. He takes the time to write the note of it on the plastic paper as he points out the injuries to his teammates. 

Miku, gestures at Kabuto and Yasu to look at the lungs and mid cavity and reveals to them that the internal organs have been damaged, which is hard to tell since the color of the corpse is not fresh at all and everything is all dull and drained of blood. She also points at the bruising of the boy’s wrists and ankles, he was either tied down with shackles or he was pinned down against their will. “Write that down.”  She tells him calmly as she starts to see his stomach contents. Kabuto nods as he does what he’s told. He examines the oral cavity more carefully, the teeth seem to be chipped and cut up as well so him attempting to bit off his tongue wasn’t the case but the throat on the other hand looks badly damaged and it leads all the way throughout the midsection and the feet. The source of the body’s damages leads to the tongue rather than the spine. After examining more of the head including the bald areas on the head, he is sure now of the information he gathered. 

He stops for a moment and he steps back to take a deep breath, his teammates seem to silently judge him until Kabuto adjusts his glasses, “I think I know how he died.”  Miku narrows her amber eyes at him, “It’s only been 12 hours, it’s too soon to make assumptions. We also have to figure out his chakra nature, his blood type, and what was their shinobi rank and skill was.”  Kabuto then nods, “I know, I already had a look on that too. Trust me. And if we fail... I’ll take the fall.” It was a risk but he was so sure of it. His teammates look at each other and then nod, if he takes the fall then they will be safe... unless the teacher gets upset with them for listening to a 10 year old. “Ok, call our sensei over and tell her what you found. You better be sure about this. I’m not going to fail over you.” Yasu huffed as she starts to rearrange and clean up. 

The instructor is called over and she walks over to the group, “Already? I surely hope that you three weren’t rushing over this.”  Kabuto shakes his head, “We took our time and we already have the answers of how our cadaver died.” She gives him a cold stare, but she was also curious to know how well this boy can figure it out so fast. “Alright. Tell me everything from you found.”  He could feel the other students turn their attention to him and Kabuto swallows nervously, “O-ok. Well...” He hands her the paper that he and his teammates worked together on. “His chakra nature is lightening as you can see with the lightening scorch marks on his hands, his blood type is B- which I looked at under the microscope, and he was a fellow Root recruit like me but only 3 years older than me. See? Look at his muscles, he’s more of the athletic sort and his profession is of the hunter-nin. How do I know that? There seems to be the seal scar inside of his hair and on his scalp judging from the bald areas, a seal that konoha hunter nin have on certain body parts that they can only remove and nobody else.”  The teacher takes notes as she listens to Kabuto’s answers, “Hmm, tell me how he died then.” 

Kabuto takes another deep breath and he pushes up his glasses, “Since hunter nin never go alone, he was with his team and the rogue shinobi they were hunting managed to capture him alone or that his teammates abandoned him to save themselves. He was overpowered and was forcibly held down with chains and the assailant tortured him first, with genjutsu since there is no sign of any kind of bodily harm on the body.  I can assume that it worked to a degree that he tried to confess but the seal on his tongue immediately took effect and it paralyzed his entire nervous system and body that he became catatonic. And the scars around his mouth suggests that the missing nin... grabbed them by the hair and started to attempt to remove the seal with his kunai to “peel” off the tattoo. There must’ve been so much blood and for them to lose all bodily function that they must’ve drowned by suffocation on their own blood. As the lungs are still filled with some blood. And by the time they expired, I guess the assailant fled as it seems that no more damage or attempts to resuscitate them was attempted and how his body wasn’t taken by them.”  

Kabuto takes another deep breath after that, “About who killed them, their killer is proficiently skilled in genjutsu and is an older individual but unfortunately isn’t very thorough as he forgot that even if he was able to remove the seal on their tongue, there’s the seal in their scalp that he needs to remove. They also use chains and must be quite skilled in taijutsu like grabbing and restraining techniques if the victim wasn’t able to free himself easily.” 

The teacher writes all of this down and she clicks at the pen to close. “Interesting observation but we’ll take the body now. We’ll see if your hypothesis is correct. Your grade will be revealed by tomorrow. You three are dismissed.” The three students leave, while most of the other students watch them leave. 

Kabuto’s group passed the test in flying colors. Which reassures Danzo that Kabuto will soon be ready to start his information gathering missions on the 5 nations. 

As for Kabuto, he couldn’t sleep that night because... there’s a possible chance that it could be him one day being just a body on a cold table. It reminded him of how brutal the shinobi world and life can be, but it was his love for his family is what kept him going. He’ll be whatever Danzo needs him to be as long as his family and home is safe.

[thatsneakymedic]

"I love you, Kabuto."

FIRST FIVE ASKS GET A KISS 4/5

Glancing back at the three robed adults a few feet behind him, he offers a fake smile at Aina as he pats her cheek, “I love you too Aina. And I’m going to miss you when I leave. I promise that I’ll remember you as my friend.”  He then leans over and gives her a kiss on the cheek. “Please don’t be sad, I really do want to do this and perhaps maybe in the future, we’ll be able to see each other again. Maybe I’ll be able to come back to Mother and the orphanage too one day. Well.. I guess this is goodbye Aina.”  He hugs her tightly for a minute or two before finally letting go and then he turns around to leave with the men. He holds back his tears and his emotions as he leaves. This is for them, if he wants to protect them, he needs to be strong and useful to Danzo and the Leaf village. 

[thatsneakymedic]

(@saisbrothershin) Shin and Kabuto are in the same class for recent Root recruits. Shin’s been coughing so much that the teacher keeps telling him to be quiet. After class, he catches up with Kabuto in the hall. “Hey, uh, you used to be a medic before you joined, right?” he asks sheepishly.

Shin’s coughing was a bit distracting when he was trying to write down some important notes and trying to listen to the lecture as well. It was pretty obvious that Shin was sick and everyone knew about it and are more than likely to seperate him from the other children. 

Kabuto was just about to head back to his room until Shin approached him, he nods while holding onto his books and notebooks, “I am still a medic Shin, but I’m learning more medical ninjutsu here and I’m one of the few kids who are the top students. You sounded kinda sick in class a moment ago, are you alright? I think Buranchi- sensei might tell the other adults about your condition and they might take you to the medical ward to be treated.” 

[thatsneakymedic]

(@saisbrothershin) “When captured birds grow wiser, they try to open the cage with their beaks. They don’t give up, because they want to fly again.”

He looks down at his feet and he bites his lower lip, “I don’t want to give up either like those birds but... what if this bird allowed himself to be captured for the sake of the other birds to keep their freedom? And what if this bird... has no chance of ever being free again? Never to see his flock or his “parent” ever again.”