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Akiyama Rina (fallen_rina) wrote in fallen_leaves,
@ 2009-06-27 21:41:00

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Got That Mountain to Climb [Genma, Rina]
[Backdated: Takes place a little over four years ago, on March 19th, about a year and five months after the Kyuubi attack, and a week after Genma's rescue from the Iwagakure prisons.]

Rina tagged along behind Ito-sensei, her head spinning delightfully, clutching a spiral-bound notebook already a quarter-full with clipped notations, sprawling diagrams, and enthusiastic exclamation points. The just-completed burn-repair surgery had been absolutely fascinating to watch--seeing glowing blue chakra-channels spontaneously reform themselves within the carnage of twisted fingers and torn flesh--and she'd noticed that Ito-sensei had used one of the modified sterilization scrolls that had brought her to his attention in the first place.

See, and they'd complained that she hadn't followed the blueprints! Clearly Ito-sensei didn't mind. Rina had been in the Seal Division for more than a year now, and had been making seals for years before that--certainly she knew enough to substitute the more powerful tri-point pattern for a quad-point, even if it wasn't exactly what the design called for.

Actually, if the tri-point was good, what if she used the double-stabilized quint-pattern she'd seen downstairs, instead? ...Awesome. Fumbling through her notebook, she pulled her fountain pen out from behind her ear and drew herself a quick sketch, then had to half-run to catch up with Ito-sensei as he pushed through the door leading to their last patient of the day.

"Genma," she heard Ito-sensei call good-naturedly as she slid in behind him, "there's someone I'd like you to meet."

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fallen_senbon
2009-06-28 12:34 am UTC (link)

Despite himself, Genma watched. He watched the changes, the rerouting, the healing to those charted hands with a growing sense of disbelief. Disbelief guarding a tiny, newborn sprout of hope.

"You can... You can do that?" he asked, when the lines had stopped moving. "You think you can really do that?" He wanted to reach out and lay his shattered fingers over their painted counterparts. "Ito-sensei thinks he can... you can...?"

But he'd said he could, hadn't he? He'd told Genma, You're going to make it. And he wasn't the kind of man to give a patient false hope. He'd told Genma it would hurt, told him it would be a nearly impossible recovery. But he'd sworn it was possible.

"How long? And you can't.... You can't really..." He stared. Even the most broken nexus, a shattered scramble in his right palm that was an unending void of pain, was restored in that drawing.

For a moment, just a moment, he wanted to cry.

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