Pain

Ginkamen and Minato reappeared, Shirohi(Ginkamen)'s cloak was ripped and his mask had a few shallow cuts while Minato had a cut on his cheek leaking a single drop of blood, his clothes torn, his arms littered with small cuts, and his face showing his exhaustion. Tsunade looked up and froze her hands stiffening and the small fluid ball of poison floating in the palm off her hand began to ripple, Shirohi raised his mask "Close your eyes Tsunade," she with a shaky nod of her head she closed her eyes tight despite Jirayia's stiff expression his worry couldn't escape Shirohi's watchful eyes, "You have a patient Miss Tsunade, are you gonna keep him waiting?"

Tsuande opened her mouth forcing out a few shaky words "No…I. won't," Shirohi's voice softened as a light music began to play filling the dome with the sounds of light rain hitting glass "Alright then…" The soft sounds of rain slowly morphed as the tempo changed slowly morphing into something else as the delicate snaps of lightning followed, as Tsunade took in all the sounds around her she slowly became lost, lost in the motions of all her years as a Iryo-nin (Medi-min) with a series of movements so trained it could be mistaken as elegant the small ball in her hand grew as another appeared in her other, small streams of purified water rose from the buckets before cutting themselves off and forming into apple sized balls of water.

Jirayia's eyes were wide, shape manipulation to this degree, to be able to manifest it so far from the body he took in her completely relaxed state he could feel it too the almost addicting sense of comfort washing over his body, his eyes turned to Shirohi. He couldn't see the majority of his face because of the mask but his smile, the way he held himself… a small 'explosion' went off in his mind as he finally connected the dots.

Minato watched with intent curiosity to increase his proficiency in shape manipulation, he had been working in a jutsu and this is what he needed while not the same usage but just watching was giving him more ideas. The jutsu was already in its beginning stages, the only thing now is to increase its efficiency and power.

Kushina could only stand next to Minato, slightly swaying to the music as she lightly hummed. Shizune watched in amazement, if she didn't understand why Tsuande was the best Iryo-nin on the planet now she definitely did. However deep inside she knew she was only getting farther from surpassing Tsuande…

Seeing that Tsunade was calmed down, Shirohi pulled Shizune to the side, a slightly pained yet apologetic look on his face. Seeing this she frowned arms akimbo "Take it off," he voice was barely a whisper but Shirohi quickly removed the mask and cloak.

Shizune 'silently' gasped, this was Shirohi's first fight with a Shinobi a fairly skilled one… one that eclipsed Shirohi and it showed as he revealed his rags under the cloak, his shirt was barely together as large cuts crossed across his side, puncture wounds litter through his chest leaking a fair amount of blood all covered in a mass of lightning, compared to Minato it was night and day. With his minimal knowledge of Iryojutsu he stopped the blood from leaking out his body by sealing the cuts with his chakra, but this slowly charred the skin around the cuts… most of it had long gone numb but that was only the outside, every breath felt like death a feeling he was all to familiar with.

Shizune angerly muttered under her breath "You broke them again…" "Wha—!" Kushina hurriedly covered her mouth, everyone but Tsuande; who's still seemed to be in a trance, looked over Minato's face turning from his previous curiousity and eagerness to disbelief, Jirayia just froze as he saw Shirohi standing there with injuries that would normally be fatal as if it was just another day… what had this kid gone through that he is able to keep such a straight face under such pain, Kushina bounded over helping Shizune… Jirayia looked around, the music was still present, the amount of chakra Shirohi had probably used for the music plus sealing his wounds, and the chakra control to do all this at the age of 6 under what Jirayia could imagine would be alot of pain… This kid was just from a small back country village… Who was Shirohi Tensuki?

"Shirohi, you'll have to unseal the wounds. I can't risk working on them when your Chakra is blocking the path," Shizune hurriedly laid him down, as Shirohi slowly retracted his Chakra Shizune turned to Minato "There is a stream directly to the east, take this bucket and fill it up, Kushina I need your help, Jirayia just watch Tsuande and make sure she is fine."

Minato disappeared in a flash, while Kushina hurriedly ran over to Shizune. Shizune took a Kunai from Shirohi's belt and began cutting strips from his cloak, "Kushina when Minato returns I'll need you to purify the water," Kushina gave a heavy nod as Shirohi's wounds were fully revealed, the cuts on his sides revealed a mass of charred flesh the once white bones dyed black from the lightning, the blood that followed was a sickly dark red but it's flow was slow thanks to the burnt flesh.

Pulling out a scroll, Shizune began unsealing a multitude of tools, some thin thread and a stick of 'White Tree Sap'. With the return of Minato she began to cut away the charred flesh while Minato and Kushina purified the water in a way similar to Shirohi, "I need that water," Kushina shook her head "It's not finished,"

Shizune barked "I don't care it will work, any infections can be dealt with later right now he needs to survive!" Kushina flinched, an image of Granny Mito overlapping with Shizune… meekly pushing the bucket to Shizune who ignored her as while pouring the boiling water across the wounds, "Minato Katon now," Minato fumbled "O-okay" after a series of a hand seals a small stream of fire left his mouth, lifting up the stick of 'White Tree Sap' Shizune let it melt as it began dripping she moved it over the small puncture wounds sealing them with the glue-like sap.

Her focus shifted as a scalpel appeared in her hand, "Shirohi…" Shirohi grunted "Just do it, I'm not gonna be able to hold out much longer," Shizune gave a nod and began to cut away more flesh…

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It didn't take long for the music to fade into tense silence, Tsunade finished not soon after and looked down to find herself standing in a thin layer of blood, "Ahhh~!" With a sequel she jumped back, and Shirohi's figure entered her sight… she froze the sight of his injuries, all the blood, and the tears streaming down Shizune's face as she tried to slow the blood flow while stitching up one of the many wounds. "-nade. -sunade. Tsuande! Snap out of it, if you don't he's gonna die!"

Jirayia was violently shaking Tsuande, her eyes slowly trailed towards him then Shirohi and as if she had completely forgotten her fear she began barking orders, "Shizune focus on slowing the blood flow, Kushina begin getting the diluted posion out of here it would be bad if there was a spill, Minato apply pressure to the wound on his side," her hands lit up green as she trailed her fingers across the sealed wounds, she wanted to curse whoever did this, curse who put him in this situation… if she couldn't save him wouldn't it be just like that time…Tsunade's movements slowed as she began doubting herself.

"*Kegh* Tsu-…" Shirohi's eyes slightly opened as he coughed up a mouthful of blood, Tsuande hurriedly covered his mouth "Shh, shh it'll be fine, it'll be fine…" it seemed more like she was trying to convince herself but Shirohi relaxed at her words.