Nori nodded. "Okay. I will see if they need help with anything. Please let me know if I can be of any help up here," she said and just as she was about to turn away and leave, she heard her sensei speak up. This caused her to turn herself back towards her and listen to her words. She noticed the softer tone in her voice and it did come as a little bit of a surprise to her that she was actually apologizing. Not that she didn't think she wasn't capable of doing it, but...it just took her by surprise. "Sensei..." She paused and looked down to her feet for a moment before she looked back up. "I also feel like I should apologize to you. Since the beginning, I never meant you any kind of disrespect or illicit any type of ill behavior. I want you to know that I do indeed respect you. A lot. And I look up to you. You possess many qualities that I wish to have in myself, but have yet to learn. I...a lot of things have happened to me in such a short amount of time and I am still learning how to process everything, but for only being 15 years old,
it's a lot for me to take in. I've been given things. A good life. Wonderful parents. Amazing friends. A great team. Great senseis and...after ten years of waiting, I finally had words said to me that I wanted to hear for the longest time from someone that's been important to me since we were young. But I've also had many things, people, taken away from me, too, sensei. Irreplaceable things that I can't get back, but want so desperately to. I have been going through a lot not just emotionally. But mentally, too. You have to understand, not everything I am going through is just teenage drama. It's not me being dramatic, privileged, or spoiled. This is my life and I am trying to deal with everything the best way I know how to. I cannot simply forget about everything and put it behind me because it's part of me," she explained in a soft, solemn voice.

"However, I do know that sometimes I am too emotional. Too invested into something or someone that I forget all rationality. I can't deny that I am driven by my emotions at times, but that doesn't define who I am as a shinobi of Konoha. Since I was little, all I have ever wanted was to be strong and to protect my family, my friends, and the people of the village. It was all I ever dreamed about. It was my dream. It was his dream, too, but sometimes...sometimes don't always come true. At least not for everyone. But I still want to make my dream a reality. I know I still have a lot to prove to you, sensei. I know you don't trust me nor respect me just yet and I know I have a lot of work to do, but if there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I am a hard worker. I can be a bit stubborn, hard headed, and persistent, but I am also dedicated, strong, and one of the most loyal people you will ever meet." Nori took a few steps over towards Sarada, but stopped stopped a few feet in front of her.

"I know as our sensei, you have a job to do and that job requires you to turn us into the best shinobi we can be and that Konoha can count on to protect them. I know that all of those people back there need us and our help and I want to do that. I am not asking that you be soft on us or treat us differently because we're girls. I don't expect you to be easy on us or make our lives easy. None of us know what to expect, but I can say with certainty that we trust you, sensei. We respect you and look up to you. All of us in our own different ways of course, but nonetheless, we can learn a lot from you," she said. "There are still a lot of things we all have yet to learn about each other and while you aren't our friend, all I ask is that you get to know us all. Not just as shinobi, but as young women who are also laying everything out on the line in this fight. This is not a game for us. All of us have something to lose. We want to win this fight and put a stop all of this just as much as you do and we know we can't do it without you, so I can only hope that you depend on us to help you take these bastards down."

Sakuya managed to get up on time to prepare her things and supplies, spending a good deal taking stock of what she brought and what she didn't have before Nanami came to check up on her.

"While it's not much of an issue, I do bring a bit of sunscreen for occasions when it gets too sunny," Sakuya said, producing a small tube that contained the item inquired about before putting it back, "My current gear keeps me covered up well, so I don't use it much. I did bring a salve to keep skin from drying up from the wind and cold."

"Looking forward to after the mission to see your performance," Sakuya added as she remembered Nanami mention of her concert together with her team, "Have not really attended one, so I'm curious of what it is like!"

In reply to Yamada Nori (msg # 48):

Sarada had expected the acceptance of the apology however she did not expect Nori to drag that same acceptance to a personal history statement. While she admired the young girl that she expressed herself fairly well and wasn’t afraid to confess. However Sarada should’ve cut ten her off when it began. While she was their sensei, she wasn’t their mother, their babysitter, or best friend to confine in and maybe that’s where Sarada could find a teaching moment within that. It was okay to be human, as she had accepted this with Shiroma not that long ago, however two emotional talks in one day? It wasn’t the type of medicine for Sarada, to be mushy and process feelings and express themselves.

She didn’t disencourage it, but there was a time and a place. She purses her lips together, keeping herself from commenting as Nori continued to talk even further. She had addressed her admiration, her unstable emotional state, explained her background, and even accepted the fact that a Sarada was their teacher and she was there to teach if she could given the chance. She waited patiently as she just stared at the young girl. She had finally finished, as did the others around her. She herself knew this wasn’t the appropriate time to have this heart felt talk as there wasn’t time to waste. This should’ve been expressed back at the valley of the end.

She sighed as she placed her hand on Nori’s shoulder. ”Thank you,” she said. ”Although I wasn’t asking for an explanation or a personal history statement. There’s a time and place to confine in people and I’m not one of them nor is this the place to do so. But thank you,” she said kindly. ”When we get back to Konoha, as your teacher, your mentor, and your Hime, I advise you should take a leave of absence. To recuperate from your personal ordeals. You are too young to handle what you’ve been going through. This distress could jeopardize you and your team in all honesty. And this is actually the second time I’ve heard this similar speech, that is not including the personal report you sent in as well,” she advised. ”While I’m glad you respect me and admire me and hawk over the fact of my heritage, actions speak louder than words, Nori. You seem to spend a lot of time trying to convince that to everyone around by talking to them when you should just be doing it. Does that make sense? Your actions define you, not your words or promises. Do what you must, but prove to me you are more than words Nori. Perhaps than you won’t need to try so hard to convince me you are a worthy shinobi,” she explained as she dropped her arm to her side and walked away from her.

It likely wasn’t what they both had planned, but Sarada couldn’t take anymore emotional empathy today. She had stopped in her tracks though and seemed to stare off somewhere.

No....not again...

The overbearing of hearing the others express themselves emotional had triggered an episode. Reality became an illusion as her mind took over. Blood. That’s all she could see right now was blood. Physically, her body had began to shake as if she was shivering, but no other movements had happened. Her eyes seemed cloudy, as if her soul was no longer around.

Blood. Blood. Blood.

That’s all she kept seeing.

People. Dying. Death. Grief. Pain. So much pain.

She saw a familiar face, one she’d never forget, faintly smiling at her as barrages of Fire Jutsu washed over the surroundings.

Cries for help. Help them...help them!

At this point, Sarada had fallen to her knees, her eyes cloudy, the light in them gone. Her ears were ringing, not hearing a single thing around her anymore. She felt completely numb all over.

That would be her first PTSD moment she’s ever expressed in front of any one.

Nori looked down at the hand that Sarada had placed on her shoulder before she looked up to her. She listened to her speak and stayed silent. "I'm sorry, sensei. I guess I just thought that you and I can have a better understanding of each other if I just...talked to you, but I understand. There is a time and a place and everything and the right people to do so with," she replied as she looked down at her feet. Sarada was just their sensei and nothing more than that. She wasn't their friend. She wasn't their mother. She didn't need to hear her whole life story just as she had said, but Nori believed that if she didn't explain herself, Sarada would carry around this misconception of her and that wasn't what she wanted. However, in order to do that, she knew she had to do exactly what she was saying. She had to prove herself through her actions. Nori had felt like she much of a chance to prove that. Perhaps she was one to talk, but had yet to really prove anything. It was never for lack of trying, though. She knew what she was capable of because of the endless hours of training. Not just with the team, but on her own ever since she was a child. She knew what strength she had inside her. Now it was just a matter of unleashing it.

"Thank you, sensei. I will take your advice. Maybe I really do need some time to process everything and come back with a fresh start. It actually...may be the best thing for everyone. I don't want to drag anyone down. Especially them." It was in that instant that she thought of Shiroma and Nanami. "Until then, I will work hard." Nori reassured her sensei with a nod before she saw her walk off. She let out a light sigh and pushed a hand through her burgundy locks. Now that that was out of the way, perhaps she should go see if anyone needed help with their belongings. It was the least she could do to help. It was just as she was turning to walk down the ramp that she heard a thump like noise. Nori turned her head and saw that Sarada had dropped down to her knees. "Sensei!" Nori hurried over to her and saw that her eyes had clouded over. It looked as if she had completely blanked out. "Sensei, can you hear me?" she asked as she placed a light hand on her shoulder and shook her. When she didn't get a response, she ran over to the edge of the ship and looked down at the others still packing. "Fujii-sama! I need your help. It's sensei. Something's wrong!" she called out to him.

He was idly around, supervising how the girls had began the process of creating and mixing ingredients that he commonly knew on his travels but as far as the chemistry went into it, that was out of his league he admitted. With his arms crossed, he was likely hovering in silence as he observed with great interest. The others still were groaning as they attempted to get themselves awake. He’d Give them a bit more time before he turned the charm off and had to turn stern. It wasn’t long before he heard his name being called. Of course if caught his attention and he turned to look towards the direction behind him, turning himself around just as the Nori girl shouted that she needed his help. She announced something was wrong with her sensei. Her sensei was Lady Sarada. Shit. he thought as he worried what the possibility of punishment could be if something happened to a lord Sasuke’s only offspring.

He was quick to react as everyone could witness him running up the ramp and looked over to the right. There was Sarada, on her knees shaking. ”What happened?” he asked as he knelt down next to Nori. Sarada had been in a trance almost; it was as if she wasn’t even there. He grabbed her shoulders and tried shaking her. ”Lady Sarada!” he called out but it was clear there was no response. ”Lady Sarada can you hear me?” he said again as he lifted her face up st him. Her eyes were cloudy like she wasn’t even there anymore. It was like she was dead. ”This isn’t genjutsu,” he muttered to himself. ”Lady Sarada, wake up!” he said more sternly and began slapping her cheeks lightly. He wouldn’t want to physically hurt their Hime but god if he had to really smack her awake, well...he wouldn’t be opposed to it.

As Nori watched Fujii-sama run up the ramp and onto the ship, she hurriedly made her way back over to her sensei and knelt down. "Her and I were just talking and when I was going to go down to see if anyone needed help, I heard this thumping. I turned around and saw her on her knees like this," she said as she looked at him with a concerned expression before she looked back down to her. She head him try and reach out to Sarada but nothing had seemed to be working. It seemed as if she was in this trance like state and she couldn't snap out of it. "Fujii-sama. What should we-" she began to say before she saw him lift up her sensei's face and began to lightly slap her cheeks. Nori was honestly taken aback a little bit as she saw him do that and just blinked at him. He did realize who he was doing that to, right? "I, uh, is that going to work, Fujii-sama?"

Nanami listened and watched. When Sarada fell to her knees and Nanami noticed the glazed over look in her eyes. She waited for Fuji to come over. She knew that look, that pained look. It was most likely an overwhelming of the senses by some event. An event like she experienced.. She waited for things to simmer down.. Then Fuji slapped Sarada lightly a few times "That won't work, in fact it might aggravate her.." She stated in a calm manner "I've seen and felt that expression. She is reliving a moment that.. How to put it. A moment where she experienced something that left her scarred. Lady Sakura went over it during my training.. It's some form of stess disorder." She looked at Sarada, and thought to herself -"So you are suffering Sensei, just not expressing it."-

"Her mind is overwhelmed by whatever scenario scarred her. There is danger in this. Fortunately she doesn't seem to be acting out the scenario. We would be seen as those who inflicted the wounds on her." She leans down and wraps her arms around Sarada "It will pass eventually. Fuji-sama keep preparations going for our departure. For now that is for the best, I will see to Sarada, and if there is any change I'll let you know." As she held Sarada "You are safe Sensei." She said in a soft voice "Whatever you are experiencing, you are not alone this time. You have us by your side. You are safe.." She repeated this a few times, and was watching for any changes in Sarada.

A couple of more slaps and still no change. Nori has explained to him what exactly happened just moments before. When she pointed out where or not he should be doing that, he kinda smirked under husband mask. ”Hehe, likely not, but it doesn’t hurt to try, right?” he commented. Fujii had stopped for a moment as he watched her face. Nanami had eventually came over and began explaining what was happening, then he nodded. He actually knew what was happening after she started to explain it. ”Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder,” he said and looked at them. ”I’ve seen these before but I actually wouldn’t have imagined our Hime suffered like this,” he uttered as he just kept staring into her face. It was a sad moment for her, but not just her, to all of them. Nobody had a clue that she suffered like this inside. He wondered why she would fail to mention something like that to anybody, especially during a critical time like this.

If there was a biography that retold the events she lives through, some say she was a hero. Others would say she’s nothing but a cold-hearted killer. But wasn’t that the point of being apart of ANBU? Assassinations, scouting, body guards, and being marked under a special name whom no one knew their true identity. Unfortunately, nobody really explained the emotional hardships that came with it. The mental stress that was attached to each and every event; the scarring of events that could potential change one’s life so drastically, that it almost felt real when it randomly showed up.

Post-traumatic stress disorder. It’s a weird word to say against the tongue. When the word “disorder” is used, it makes it sound like the person is incredibly ill of overcome with sickness. Most assume that that person is mentally challenged. Funny how that works right? Everyone assumes they’re sick in the head over an official diagnosis.

For people with PTSD, it is very common for their memories to be triggered by sights, sounds, smells or even feelings that they experience. These triggers can bring back memories of the trauma and cause intense emotional and physical reactions, such as raised heart rate to name a few. And that’s what happened today. She had been overwhelmed with emotions today and it explained her distant behavior when Nori and Sarada had been talking. She thought she had gotten away in time but it had already been too late.

The ringing in her ears got louder; the cries of the helpless was all that she could hear.

Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!

That’s when she began to feel the slaps on her face, but when she did, her memory instinctively placed a face she did not like. More like loathed with all her heart. The face of a killer she was all too familiar with. It hadn’t taken long before the slaps had stopped, however her eyes were no longer cloudy and glossed over. They were red, red from her sharingan.

By reflex, she had grabbed his arm, with the added chakra in her hands, the strength of the grab was intense as everyone could hear his wrist be crushed under the force. She felt constricted, almost bind together with something. No. Someone.

She turned her head and realized someone had indeed been holding on to her. It didn’t take much effort at all for her to ride up on her feet and forcefully push Nanami off of her with her free arm. She continued to hold onto Sima’s wrist, ensuring he was unable to cast any Justus. In reality, she was attacking her own friends, but in her mind, she was attacking the mirage of an old battlefield. Everyone could hear Sima’s shrieks of pain. After pushing away from her constraint, she grabbed Sima by the throat, chocking him in the process, but instead of finishing him off, she threw him off the ship, right into the water.

The mental picture in her head, she had begone with the killer, the attacker, the intruder within her brain. Her eyes had returned to their dark irises, bringing her back to reality. After blinking several times, she realized what had just happened as she found herself hyperventilating. Her hands were hanging on tightly to the edge of the tug boat as she stared down into the water. She knew exactly what had happened and knew exactly she had no excuse for it. If anything, she scolded herself. She had been so good at dealing with this so far that it became a rarity that she ever had episodes, however today she had just became overwhelmed. Emotional problems from others was overbearing for her and the best way she dealt with that, was isolation, or brushing it off. But it had been too late.

Seconds passed as she got herself to calm down before she realized that that attacker in her head was actually Master Fujii in reality. ”I’m sorry!” she called out into the water. ”I didn’t mean it...” she uttered.

Post-traumatic stress disorder. It was a diagnosis he’d never forget. After all his hardships, it was a disorder he was fairly familiar with but he had only experienced three episodes out of his entire shinobi career. He had gotten so good at clouding the episodes that he never really realized he was even having them. He probably should’ve caught this faster when it was happening right in front of him, but because the encounter had been so long, he definiately was aloof.

Just as Nanami explained it could aggravate her, sure enough it did. When he had stopped slapping her lightly, he felt a sudden movement come from her. As he looked at their Hime, her eyes had changed and for once in his life, he truly believed he’d die right here, right now all by accident. His heart raced, sensing the immediate danger but he knew better than to lay a finger on Lady Sarada, especially with everyone watching the scene unfold.

Snap!

The amount of force that had been used upon grabbing his wrist was intense and perhaps too much for his bones. He literally felt all eight of his wrist bones break from the inside, as did everyone. By naturally reaction, of course he shrieked with pain. He feared she was going to rip his arm off because that’s where it looked like it was heading. Moment later, she had gotten up, pushing Nanami away from her with such force he knew her ass would be hurting for a bit because this tugboat was no playhouse.

She still hung onto his wrist. Naturally, he had used his other hand to try to pry her hand off his arm but to no avail. Then, he felt himself being choked. Her hands were grasping at his throat , leaving him without air. His eyes were wide with fear and small ragged gasps were escaping his throat. That didn’t last long though as he had felt himself be tossed overboard into the water.

He had no time to react when it came to breathing so the sudden rush of water did catch him off guard as he splashed in, unable to naturally recover on the water surface using chakra. With a broken wrist, he he pushed through it and kicked his feet to the surface. Sweet, sweet oxygen he thought as the air filled his lungs, coughing in the process. All he could hear was the words I’m sorry. He had looked up and it appeared to him that Sarada had overcame her episode, but at a cost of course. He swam to the shore, realizing them his wrist was completely shattered. ”Son of a bitch...” he uttered as he watched it bruise and turn every shade of blue possible and swell up to the size of a small Rasengan. He was panting as his body attempted to heal the broken bones but of course, to no avail. He had been grateful though that Lady Sarada was okay and that they had two medical kunoichi aboard.

While the situation seemed to be under control, things quickly got out of hand for a brief moment. Nanami was pushed forcefully aside while Sima was sent overboard after having a wrist audibly broken. All this happened too quickly for Sakuya to do anything until their sensei was sent into the waters.

"Sensei!! Hold on!" Sakuya called out as she went to the side to find where Sima ended up, using her Binding Water Chains jutsu to help pull him out of the water and back onto the deck. She quickly checked on his wrist, forcefully twisted out of place with such a frightening grip that it was a wonder his hand wasn't torn off.

"This will hurt a bit, but please endure it sensei...!" the medical genin said as she started with surrounding the area with chakra to get a better sense of where all the bones ended up. What followed was the use of the healing jutsu to slowly heal the pieces back into place, as if slowly getting everything back in rewind to the point before the wrist was broken. It was a process that usually required a good amount of chakra - an amount that Sakuya fortunately has a lot of as she activated her kekkei genkai to supply for her need in the operation. Her left eye changed to a light blue color as she did so, giving her more room to spend chakra while at the same time maintaining a proper control as Uchiha Sakura taught her.

It wasn’t long before Sakuya came to the rescue. She was quick to act, putting aside all other things he had told her to do earlier. He had been lying on his back at that point, his broken wrist settling painfully on his stomach. He let the fresh air rush through his lungs as he coughed a bit. He stared up at the sky for a moment, trying to focus his pain elsewhere. It was long before Sakuya started analyzing his wrist. He also noticed he couldn’t much feel anything anymore. Did he go numb? Was he losing consciousness? He blinked and looked at his wrist.

She cooed that it was going to hurt and correct she was. He literally felt his wrist bones moving inside inch by inch as they were properly placed back where they belonged. He gritted his teeth, letting out a small “arrrgg” noise. He felt so much throbbing, so much heat, so much weirdness inside. However it was a good feeling; a feeling of rejuvenation. ”So...what’s the damage, doc?” he asked through gritted teeth. The mask that was on his face had been swept away by the ocean along with his hat. He’d likely have to go grab it from the edge of the low tiers later. He had a soft smile on his face, obviously trying to make idle conversation as a distraction method to think about something else other than the excoriating pain he was feeling from both his throat and wrist.

Shiroma heard the call to wake up but didn’t push her body to respond instantly as she had been expecting to.  During the time she had been letting her other self sleep as well as her body recover she touched on a few ideas of how to make everything run a bit better.  She soon pushed herself to her feet slowly and with a small crack in her mouth she turned and spat out a few ice crystals, that she had allowed, no even encouraged to form around her teeth freezing any remaining particles of food as well as chemical issues that might damage her teeth.  It was a quick way to deal with the issue of needing to brush her teeth and the same effect.  She reached out rubbing her hand over the sore muscles in her legs from all the running but was glad to see that they were already relaxed from the coolness of her body.

She got herself up and moving, warming her muscles up enough to move easily before she headed for the ramp to the ship.  She had let herself rest for as long as she dared and as she came over toward the ramp she heard some commotion.  She came up quickly just in time to watch  as Sarada flipped Sima up over the edge of the boat and into what she was sure was rather cold water.  She had heard enough on her way up the ramp catching a few things and being able to put some others together.  She sighed softly coming up and standing there watching the aftermath.  She had heard some of what Nanami and Sima had said and from that could fill in the rest. She walked over toward Sarada and looked up at her  sighing softly.  She understood the issue and if she hadn’t had her own rather unique issues she might very well have some of that disorder as well.

‘Hell we might very well have some.’

‘True enough just haven’t noticed it yet.’

Shiroma looked over to Nanami and then back up at Sarada. “Sensei, what exactly do you need at the moment? to be away from everything? I can handle the loading and making sure everything is good to go if you need to.” She could see that Sarada was mostly back at this point though she was afraid that she might drop back into it if the emotional situation didn’t calm down slightly. She forced her own emotions under control not even showing worry or fear in her eyes she was doing her best to be nothing but a point of stability for Sarada. Even though she was scared that her emotional break down earlier had been part of the cause of this episode.

"Someone get a blanket and a damp cloth! We need to regulate Fujii-sensei's temperature!" Sakuya called out to the others as she continued to work with setting their sensei's hand back to its original position. The resulting effort would cause Sima's body to have a slight fever as it tried to keep up with the accelerated healing process, and there was a concern of losing too much heat from the surrounding cold environment.

"Torn ligaments and muscles due to the forced movement of the wrist to an unnatural position, multiple but fortunately slight fractures to bones due to the pressure..." Sakuya said as she made sure the parts were back in their original places before beginning to first restore the damage done to the ligaments, cartilages, and muscles, "While I could restore it back to the original state, I would advise to refrain from activities that would require physical exertions for a day at least."

In reply to Harusame Sakuya (msg # 61):

Several Chunin had stood by and watched Sima’s situation. When Sakuya barked orders at them, they replied with ”Yes m’lady right away!” and scurried away. It wasn’t long before they returned with a blanket and covered him appropriately and the damp cloth being placed on his forehead. They backed up a bit, in case they were needed again.

Sima kept his breathing steady as best as he could. He did feel a tad cold now that she mentioned it. He laughed in his head to the silliness of the situation. When Sakuya explained the extent of the damages, it didn’t sound pretty. Not only did all eight bones break, but muscle tears and ligaments? Jeez. He knew now to never ever get on Sarada’s bad side. He was sure she could do much more, but then again she didn’t even mean to. He was restricted if activity, more so fighting than anything but that wasn’t possible. ”Ah. So in other words, no battles. Got it. It honestly sounds worse than it feels truthfully. It was actually kind of exciting to say the least,” he joked. ”Not many can say that our Hime kicked my ass,” he added with a smile.

In reply to Tsuna Shiroma (msg # 60):

The ringing in her ears had stopped. The other commotion began. The whispers and the frightened looks of the crewmen. It was an awful feeling. She had caused all this damage because she was careless for a moment. She heard someone sigh next to her, and she turned her head slightly. It was Shiroma. She had offered assistance for the remainder of boarding and getting everything situated while she was offered some time alone. However just then she remembered Nanami. She remembered pushing her incredibly hard and quickly. She looked past Shiroma for a second and then Nori. She cleared her throat. ”Make sure they’re okay...” she trailed off and turned her head back to facing at the railing of the ship. ”Make sure everything is in order...I just need to collect myself for a bit before we set off..” she trailed off and smiled weakly at Shiroma.

She stood up straight now, glancing to where Master Fujii was being treated. It pained her to know she took down a mighty powerful legend and yet he did nothing to retaliate. He’d have to thank him later and offer anything she could to accommodate him for all the trouble. ”Once you three are finished, come find me,” she told them as she turned around to look at them. She gave them a soft smile, and even patted Shiroma’s shoulder for a second before walking off, heading towards the front of the ship. She needed to meditate it off. She sighed, closing her eyes and sat down, her head bowed and staring into her lap and she began taking deep breaths and attempted to block out most of the noise and find her tranquility of peace.

The teen was prepared for an outburst. As she got knocked back she fell onto both hands and pressed herself and flipped away from Sarada.. She watched as Sarada broke Fuji's arm. Nanami sighed "I guess we all have our baggage..." Though this reaction raised some concern though. Nanami was a moment from raising her dragons for protection. When Sarada froze in place, seemed to snap out the daze she was in and apologized. Sarada would see Nanami's Sharingan and the stare held a little fear behind it. Her body was in a defensive stance. But relaxed once Sarada talked. Nanami couldn't really say anything. This raised some concern within Nanami. She hoped they could avoid all contact with Kotatsu and Sigmund. It wouldn't be good if Sarada was swayed by the darkness as well. Now she knew she had to speed up the training of one of her jutsu. Just incase...

Nanami walked over to Sakuya and Fuji. She scanned the wound and Fuji's Chakra systems with her Sharingan. She didn't let it linger once she had gathered what data she needed, Nanami would dismiss her Sharingan. She stood next to Sakuya "Actually we can have you up and running in a week. As long as we don't get into a sea battle by the time we reach our destination. You should be battle ready. However I would avoid damaging it as much as possible, as the tendons and muscles will still be weakened." She looks at Sakuya "Do you want to perform the procedure and I assist or the other way around?"

Her eyes look back at Fuji "Fuji-Sama, with one of us performing the internal maintenance on the damaged bone and tendons, via the chakra scalpel. The other will be using their healing to mend in essence the path behind as we repair the damage. All in all it would take a few hours. Then we spend a few hours on each day of our journey mending specific points of the damaged area. By focusing on specific points, it will increase the healing.. I will also prepare a healing pill. They are a pain to make. But I won't have you on the sidelines, as you protect people I care about." Nanami was very adamant about the last part, it was clear she didn't want to lose anyone else she cared about. Her tone was almost maternal in nature.

Nanami showed up shortly and assessed his wound too. She explained the entire procedure and it wasn’t news he wanted to hear. A week? A few hours for a procedure? He knew he didn’t hear that right. He sat up, and looked at them both. He cleared his throat as it was still dry from the salt water intake and his attempted strangling. ”Unfortunately Time isn’t on my side for this. We need to leave here right now. This is our only window. You can do the procedure on the ship but not right here. As for a week? He won’t be on the ship that long and I can’t promise there won’t be a fight,” he explained firmly. ”Once they discover those ships are a mere illusion, we’re going to break out to a fight for our lives. And it is my duty to protect all of you and Lady Sarada. I can handle this. Do the procedure while we’re at sea. Address it when you can but if something happens, I’ll risk further damage and deal with it then. So can we splint this or what?” he asked. He trusted them completely when it came to medical care. He did but time didn’t. Time was against them all. ”I trust the both of you as my doctors to assess this appropriately,” he added and smiled softly.

"Please proceed whenever you're ready, Nanami," Sakuya replied as she let up a bit to allow Nanami to start with the procedure of using the chakra scalpel to further improve the accuracy of the procedure. The scalpel wasn't exactly Sakuya's best proficiency among the medical arts, and she trusted her friend would fare better than she would when it came to that.

"As long as I'm around, we should be able to ensure sensei makes a proper recovery," she then assured Nanami as she focused on the position where Nanami would start the procedure. Timing was important here in order to heal just a few moments after adjustments made with the scalpel was done. Too early and she might end up getting in Nanami's way. Too late and it would take more effort to repair the treatment.

"While it's not usually recommended among doctors, it is possible to hasten the recovery process," Sakuya said, seeing the determination in their sensei's eyes to see things through, "It will take a toll on your stamina, however, since this is your body that will be healing at an accelerated rate. There should be intervals for resting and restoring your energy before each time we will treat the injury. At the most, we could safely restore within half the week, but at the expense of sensei's stamina during that time."

Everything had just seemed to go by in a blur after Fujii-sama had taken it upon himself to lightly slap their sensei across the face to try and break her out of her trance. It didn't seem to be working, though, and that was when Nanami had come upon the ship to take a look at Sarada. It was amazing how she was easily able to analyze the situation and tell them that their sensei had looked to be suffering from PTSD. It was something she had heard about, but was rarely something she had seen. She shifted her eyes down and looked at Sarada still on the floor. Was she suffering so much inside that she couldn't tell anyone about it? She was sure there were things that she had to have seen and done in her past that created awful memories for her and still carried with her to this day. It seemed like there was a lot more going on behind that exterior than any of them had even known. Before she knew it, she saw Sarada's eyes turn red and take hold of Fujii-sama's wrist. She could heard the cracking of the bones and him yelping in pain. "Sensei, please stop!" she had exclaimed but knew it was in vain. She couldn't hear her. She was still lost. Soon Nanami was pushed away and Fujii-sama's throat was grabbed. Nori quickly got up to her feet as their sensei had tossed the man over the edge of the boat and into the water.

She ran over to the edge of the boat and looked over to see him bobbing in the water gasping for breath. "Fujii-sama! Are you okay?!" she called out and it was just then that she saw Sakuya use her water chains and pull him closer to shore to help him. She lightly slumped over the edge as she saw her instantly start attending to his injury. She had saw just how hard Sarada had gripped onto his wrist and it practically pained her to see the bones breaking right in front of her eyes. It was as she saw Sakuya attending to his injury that she heard Sarada's voice come up from beside her, prompting her to turn her head and look at her. She looked like she was back to normal. Her eye color had changed back to it's normal black hue and her voice had clearly expressed concern for the man that was getting fixed up. Nori knew that it wasn't entirely her fault for what she had done. She wasn't in the right state of mind to think about what she was doing. They were just lucky that she didn't do worse to Fujii-sama than what she had done. Although it made Nori curious as to just who it was that Sarada had been seeing. Where did she go at those times when she was lost in her mind? "Sensei. Are you-" but before she could ask her that question, she was cut off by her telling her to make sure that everyone was okay.

Nori just stared at their sensei before she rushed down the ramp to go over to where Sakuya, Nanami, and Fujii-sama were. She had heard them conversing about the extent of his injury and how much time it was going to take to repair. It seemed like they were going to have to do a surgery on him to fully repair it, but the time it was going to take to do so was more than what they had. It looked as if the surgery was going to have to be done in the course of the time they had on the ship. It was unsure of what exactly was going to happen. She didn't want to think negatively, but they had to prepare for the possibility that they could be attacked just like Fujii-sama had said and they would have no choice but to fight. There would be no room to be injured then. "If something does happen while we are on the ship and we are attacked, we will have to have some kind of strategy. Especially if Fujii-sama isn't fully capable of executing any techniques with his hand seals because of his injury. I know we can all do our parts, but someone has to be around to help defend him," she told the two girls as she looked between them. "As I am more skilled in close range attacks, I feel like I would be fit for it. You both are better at long range attacks better than I am, so you can get ward off the attacks should you need to."

After the food was given out and the mess was cleaned up, Sozui did his best to get some sleep before they set sail, but it wasn't easy as his mind was thinking about the mission ahead of them and the last one that they were on. It was a saving grace when it was announced that it was time to get up and set sail, so he bolted up from where he slept and secured all of the gear that he had brought. Moving all of his belongings and any other loose gear to the ship that they were going on, his mind debated stowing spare weapons at different parts of the ship just in case there was a battle. It wasn't like he would be able to casually unseal certain things while combating any enemies that might be boarding the ship.

When something seemed to be happening with the Hime, he kept a distance from it as there wasn't anything that he could do with no training in either medical techniques or Genjutsu, which it apparently wasn't anyway, but he moved forward when Sima's wrist was being crushed by the lady's grasp. Before he could do anything though, his sensei was tossed in the water and quickly retrieved by Sakuya, and Sozui felt as though he was completely useless through this whole ordeal. Watching intently as Sakuya went to work on the man's hand, his mind filled with worry as it was declared the Sima wasn't going to be able to do much with that hand, and the personally placed weight on his shoulders increased slightly.

"While a sea battle is unavoidable Sensei, it is all of our responsibilities to protect Lady Sarada, and like Nori has suggested we can come up with an adequate strategy to counter any attack that may happen," seconded Sozui as he finally struck up the nerve to jump into the conversation. "There are five Genin, so three of us act as long range defense, one acting as Sima's second and the last one should be with Lady Sarada. Or should we have two guards posted on her at all times?" He wasn't sure if what he suggested was the best plan, but it was all that he could think of given the information that he knew about Sarada's team.

Nanami smiles at Fuji "My father responded the same way when he broke his wrist, and many of the ninja I treated at the clinic had that same attitude." She takes out her scroll and summons her bag "We can make it so it can be used." She smiles at Sakuya and takes out a small syringe "Just a painkiller, with an energizer. So it won't cause a slow down in your reflexes. It will remove the pain for now." She taps the syringe and injects it into Fuji's arm "Now three easy but painful steps and then we can splint it up." She takes her hand and it glows as she uses her medical scan technique "First will be setting all the bones you have broken." She offers a medical bit for Fuji to bite down on if he so wished "Sakuya keep his elbow straight as possible.." She pauses and sets the first break, there is an audible popping noise "Luckily there are only three major breaks. Setting number two." Her hands come up and she places her hands setting the second bone. Then gives a moment for Fuji to rest before setting the final area of bone "There are many micro fractures.. Those can be dealt with as we get time."

She takes a breath "Now to do a simple reconnect of the tendons. They aren't torn completely. But a little repair must be done so they don't end up tearing completely away from the muscle." Nanami's hand raises and the chakra scalpel ignites and she holds it above Fuji's arm and she starts reconnecting the tendons "This sensation will feel very odd. But I am sure this is not your first rodeo so to speak." It takes all in all about fifteen minutes for the quick repairs and a brace to be made "That will do for now. Since we need to get moving. I don't recommend punching anything if able with that arm." She takes out an unused Syringe and a small bottle "Here if the pain becomes to much use this. Its the same stuff I injected you with when we started.." She hands the bottle to Sakuya "I'll leave your Sensei in your very capable hands, Sakuya.."  She smiles and gets up "Now if there was only something I could do for our Sensei. But I know it is up to her to help herself."

Listening to Nori "Me and Shiroma have long distance arrow jutsu of sorts. As long as we don't get surprised most ships would not survive a volley. We did take out an entire fort of a hundred and fifty men, and a sizable wall, and I have my dragons. A ship wouldn't last long against them. I would still prefer to not engage in open water combat if possible." She looked at Sarada as she walked off "But from the sounds of it. There is a good chance of us being engaged in ship to ship combat. We will get through it and complete our respective missions. Our will is stronger than theirs, so we will prevail.." The wind blew her hair and it flowed with the wind, adding to her already confident tone and body language.

Shiroma nodded at Sarada’s orders and watched her walk away toward the front of the boat.  She sighed softly biting her lip and shaking her head.

‘It might be nice knowing she is human…’

‘But we need to know more about what is going…’

‘Right especially if we are supposed to be able to protect her.’

‘Going to take a team of wild horse to get her to talk about it.’

‘Maybe, maybe not, for now we just work and go forward for her sake.’

She nodded at Sarada’s orders before she set about doing just that. As everyone else was busy checking on Sima and getting all that taken care of Shiroma was quickly making sure everything was loaded that was needed making sure that once  Nanami and Sakuya were done they could head off quickly.  After she was done being certain they were ready to leave with everyone’s equipment stowed and the rest she went to listen to the strategy session and frowned slightly.  “If needed I have been working on my  close range combat as well so I could provide both a body guard post as well as a ranged combatant post. As I am easily able to switch between them.  Not to mention that I can also provide a near perfect shield should it be needed.  I am sure whatever we face we will overcome it.”

Her eyes flicked to Nori, “Nori don’t worry too much about Sensei she is...hurting much like you are. though I fear she can’t handle the emotions of it at the moment.  That is one of the reasons she is so careful about emotions in all of us.  Turns out we are all a little broken, some of us are just better at hiding it.” She looked at Sima, “Fujii-sama I have made sure that everything is stowed that is need we should be able to leave as soon as we all get aboard.”  With that she stepped off to one side and up onto a crate before launching herself up to the boat  and settling down near the bow but far enough away from Sarada to give her the privacy she requested, but could still see her.

Things helped when the conversation diverted from his hand for a moment. Sozui finally awake and ready, he began to take charge and Sima was rather proud. He made the personal decision to discuss battle formations for the group, especially since he’d be out of commission for the most part. ”Sozui makes a point,” he chimes. ”However we do have two medical kunoichi who cannot be on the front lines. I’d advise them to stick with Lady Sarada,” he suggested. ”They have rules we cannot break,” he explained.

He had been interrupted when Nanami began on his hand again. It was a small pinch as the needle went in and released its contents, washing over the muscles and numbing his wrist for the time being. The effects worked quicker than usual as he had adrenaline and his natural body response was still trying to repair and heal what was wounded within him.  She warned him that she’d have to place his bones back. And when she began, he heard the cracklings and he winced and let out huffs of his breath.

He watched in awe though as the chakra scalpel had began repairing his tendons, which would ensure he’d have movement again at some point down the road. It did feel odd though. Almost like a tingle since he was given general anastetic. As she finished up and handed the rest of his care in sakuya’s hands, he rose to his feet as he was good to go with his temporary brace.

”If it comes down to if, we’ll need the barrage of these arrows you speak of. Nori you’re in charge of any intruders who attempt to aboard. Sakuya and Nanami are with Lady Sarada. Sozui, it’s me and you as I’ll likely need the assistance. Scatter weapons all over the ship for your use and everyone else’s if you can spare any. Shiroma is free reign as she is the range fighter,” he explained to them as shiroma had made her appearance and announced they were good to go.

”All right, lets go. No time to waste,”  he told them and walked to the ship and walked up the ramp, the rest of them in tow. ”All right captain! Let’s go!” he shouted and up went the anchor and the ramp. The ship began their sail.

Two hours in, it was still quiet, the waves hitting the boat. Mainly everyone stayed idled by, anxious to what awaited their fate. Sima took his place in the captain’s quarters, the rest were wondering. The crewmen of shinobi held onto their genjutsu for the illusion effects; it was mentioned all the genin check on them if they needed anything as they would grow tired after all.

She had opened her eyes when the boat began to move but quickly resumed her meditation. It was going to be a long trip. For the next hours, she continued to calm herself, collect her thoughts, pushed aside her broken self, and eventually did reopened them. The waves were calming to her. She finally had stood up on her feet, dusting herself off and staring at the ocean view that was before her. It was calming. The cold air made her shiver slightly as she noticed the temperature begin dropping as they continued on their voyage. She hardly ever traveled across the oceans. It was beautiful to say the least. She wasn’t prone to seasickness of any kind and it helped ease everyone’s nerves as she was certain everyone was anxiously awaiting a possible nonexistent battle. The waves crashed against the small ship, splashing smal drops of ocean salted water onto the railing of the ship.

One of the crewmen had checked in with her, but she merely shooed them away as she didn’t need much of anything right now. She noticed none of her team actually bothered her in the slightest. She wasn’t sure if it was fear or giving her space. She did feel eyes on her, like someone was watching her from a distance. She turned around and saw Shiroma in view. ”You can ask you know. I know you’re curious,” she said as she turned around facing the ocean again as she crossed her arms across her stomach loosely.
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