Kazuma was at the table reading when his mother came from the kitchen with a smile. "Kazuma, why don't you go out and get some sunshine?" The young ninja looked up from the book on skin cells blinking. "Wha..?" His mother placed her hands on her hips, and the smile turned into a scowl. "You've been pouring over those books for the past few days. Besides classes you've spent most of your time indoors." With a reluctant sigh Kazuma closed the book and stood up. The biggest reason he stayed inside was because of the rain and his mother's constant worry that he'd catch cold. But that stopped two days ago. He probably should go out and get some sunshine.
The young medical shinobi in training ran out the back door to the yard behind the house. It had a large apple tree that was just starting to bloom in the summer heat. Around the middle hung a pad that Kazuma had placed to practice his fighting. He grabbed a handful of practice shuriken and grabbed threw it at the pad. It stuck to the upper left corner of the pad. He grunted in annoyance and threw again. This time it landed in the middle right of the pad. He threw several more until he was down to the last two.
As he threw the second to last one Kazuma noticed some movement at the edge of his vision. A blurred figure darted in front between him and the tree, and he could only watch in shock as his shuriken struck a bird that ended up being in the wrong place at the wrong time. The sharp metal blade struck the bird in the wing, and the poor creature fell to the ground with a loud chirp. Kazuma dropped the last shuriken and ran forward and fell to his knees. The bird lay stunned on the ground, and the shuriken lay next to the bloody wing.
For a moment Kazuma froze. What should he do? Pick up the bird and run to the hospital? They'd probably laugh him out of the building. Take the creature inside and have his mother bandage it? But then it might take too long to heal. His body began to shake as memories of his father slowly dying over the years entered his mind. The wound in his heart was too fresh, and this would only open it up to more pain. Finally his mind focused on the situation, and his memory of a book he read a few weeks ago entered his mind. Shinobi Medical Ninjutsu: For Beginners
The young ninja focused his mind and began mixing chakra in his body like Asuka sensei taught him. He performed the hand seals slowly and precisely before placing his left hand over the wing. A soft blue light coated his hand and the wound, and the blood quickly stopped flowing. Ok, i stopped the bloodflow. Now I need to heal the body. He cut off the chakra flow to his hand and performed another seal. This time he placed both his hands over the bird, and a larger amount of chakra flowed over his hand and around the bird. After a few moments the bird recovered, and flew off with a loud chirp.
Kazuma leaned back on his hands and watched the flying creature until it disappeared behind some buildings. It didn't wobble or look like it was injured at all. A shadow appeared to his left, and Kazuma looked over his shoulder to see his mother standing there with a smile. "That was very nicely done." The young ninja smiled as well. "Come on. I think saving your first patient deserves a treat." His grin grew wider as he struggled to his feet and hurried after his mother.
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The young medical shinobi in training ran out the back door to the yard behind the house. It had a large apple tree that was just starting to bloom in the summer heat. Around the middle hung a pad that Kazuma had placed to practice his fighting. He grabbed a handful of practice shuriken and grabbed threw it at the pad. It stuck to the upper left corner of the pad. He grunted in annoyance and threw again. This time it landed in the middle right of the pad. He threw several more until he was down to the last two.
As he threw the second to last one Kazuma noticed some movement at the edge of his vision. A blurred figure darted in front between him and the tree, and he could only watch in shock as his shuriken struck a bird that ended up being in the wrong place at the wrong time. The sharp metal blade struck the bird in the wing, and the poor creature fell to the ground with a loud chirp. Kazuma dropped the last shuriken and ran forward and fell to his knees. The bird lay stunned on the ground, and the shuriken lay next to the bloody wing.
For a moment Kazuma froze. What should he do? Pick up the bird and run to the hospital? They'd probably laugh him out of the building. Take the creature inside and have his mother bandage it? But then it might take too long to heal. His body began to shake as memories of his father slowly dying over the years entered his mind. The wound in his heart was too fresh, and this would only open it up to more pain. Finally his mind focused on the situation, and his memory of a book he read a few weeks ago entered his mind. Shinobi Medical Ninjutsu: For Beginners
The young ninja focused his mind and began mixing chakra in his body like Asuka sensei taught him. He performed the hand seals slowly and precisely before placing his left hand over the wing. A soft blue light coated his hand and the wound, and the blood quickly stopped flowing. Ok, i stopped the bloodflow. Now I need to heal the body. He cut off the chakra flow to his hand and performed another seal. This time he placed both his hands over the bird, and a larger amount of chakra flowed over his hand and around the bird. After a few moments the bird recovered, and flew off with a loud chirp.
Kazuma leaned back on his hands and watched the flying creature until it disappeared behind some buildings. It didn't wobble or look like it was injured at all. A shadow appeared to his left, and Kazuma looked over his shoulder to see his mother standing there with a smile. "That was very nicely done." The young ninja smiled as well. "Come on. I think saving your first patient deserves a treat." His grin grew wider as he struggled to his feet and hurried after his mother.
[Word Count= 633]