Tiny bit more of Catalyze. Sorry I've been mostly dead the past few weeks when it comes to writing teehee
“Hey, Captain Yamato,” Sakura waved from across the street as the doors to the hospital closed behind her.
Her arm was looking a bit better after both Shizune and Lady Tsunade had begun treating it, but he knew how savage that wound had been. Apparently, her medic training had made her chakra more receptive to the caustic power of the Nine Tails, and it had continued to linger far longer than it should have dissipated because of the way it had interfaced with her system.
The hokage had agreed with his own verdict; Naruto’s control over the Nine-Tailed Fox was tenuous at best, and the seal was weakening at an extraordinary rate. Most likely hastened by the constant stress testing Jiraiya had been putting Naruto through the past nearly four years now.
Naruto had divulged that Jiraiya had intentionally been pushing the boy into situations where he would need to rely on the Kyuubi’s chakra after exhausting his own…. One could dress it up however they pleased, but at the end of the day, it was just as much an experiment with the boys’ body as it was training. And bringing out a malevolent entity purposefully when Naruto knew nothing about it, or how to control it, while it constantly damaged his body was nothing short of reckless.
Had they even provided him with Lady Mito’s notes?
Or would that have given him too much of a clue as to who his parents were?
And, after learning that Jiraiya had only agreed to teach Naruto in the first place through bribery with an explicit transformation jutsu, Yamato found himself incredibly relieved that Lady Tsunade had been the one to take the hat. Battlefield prowess did not sound judgement make, and he loathed to think about what sort of depravities the old lecher would institute.
Spirits, what a mess….
At least Asuma would have had a hokage that disappointed him more than his father, he supposed.
“Aren’t you supposed to be taking a few days to rest and recover?”
Have a snippet of chapter 3 of Catalyze for WIP wednesday <3 (I'm finally home on a wednesday and not commuting so it's easier to write and not be dead tired)
Team Kakashi was a disaster.
Both on and off the battlefield.
From slinging insults at one another during downtime, to outright neglecting each other in fights, Yamato almost had to wonder what Kakashi had even taught Naruto. Comrades weren’t just something you could pick and choose; They were your partners, your team, your village. They did not just stop being comrades because you didn’t happen to like them.
Unfortunately, Sai had (unsurprisingly) gone the way of Sasuke in teaming up with Orochimaru though, so his current status as a comrade was tenuous at best. Yes, he had rejoined the team and helped them against the aforementioned traitors, but The Foundation worked from the shadows in roundabout ways.
Though it was hard to judge him too harshly… Danzo had sunk his roots deep into the boy; Yamato knew all too well the effects of the poison they spread.
It didn’t mean he could trust Sai, however. They’d been out of contact with him for nearly fourteen hours, and he’d already attempted to mislead them twice now. Who knew what purpose Danzo had truly sent Sai to accomplish? No amount of questioning would result in a concrete answer as long as that silencing seal was in place.
And it was unfortunately tricky enough that even Master Jiraiya with all his sealing prowess refused to touch it. The risk of messing up even slightly and lobotomizing the person in question was too high for any of them to take. He’d gotten by long enough with pointed stares and cryptic statements about his time that, for Yamato, it wouldn’t have made too much of a difference either way.
