KageYuuki
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Umichi Kamimizu
Gou Uchiha
Umichi sat on her couch in the living room, a bowl of food in front of her, and a stack of books to her side. Shown fairly obviously beneath her kimono was an array of bandages. Then again, in her own home, she’d hardly dressed that properly, the Obi was only slightly tied.
She sighed.
“I know they keep calling me ‘lazy-sensei’, but recovering seriously sucks.”
In truth, Umichi was still debating what she was supposed to do next anyways. Kiyoshi she slightly wanted to kill, and Koutaku was a pain and a half by himself. What would her sensei do? Then again, her sensei never had her problem. The bloody nine tails as a student?
“Be a jounin… Why?”
A light series of knocks sounded at the door, the rhythm no doubt familiar. Getting any time off was a nightmare in and of itself. But there was an injured student that needed a visit.
Umichi groaned as she slowly got up. A grunt could be heard from the front door as she carefully retied her Obi. Her left side still felt like it’d been hit by a truck. It didn’t feel too far from the truth.
Swinging the door open, Umichi screamed out it.
“Look you little sh- ♪Sensei!♪”
Her emotions did a 360, and Umichi quickly changed to a polite bow, though her face contorted as she did so.
“♪Welcome, welcome!♪ Come inside, come, come. What brings you here? Did you hear about your favorite student little mess up?”
Gou lightly chuckled at her sudden change in tone. “I think the entire village heard you when Ayame was treating those injuries,” the old shinobi teased as he stepped inside.
Umichi’s cheery face drooped somewhat. She shuffled to the inside of her house and opened up the cabinets, finding a small bowl, and a sake jar. She poured into the bowl, looking at it for a minute, then chugged the jar.
“Yeah, well, I don’t screw things up by halves. Tch, and I thought of the sensei’s Mako would be the first, not me.”
She offered the small bowl, and the cheer collapsed.
“Sensei, was it ever hard with the three of us? I’m honestly at my wits end what to do. Got the ever nice title of ‘lazy-sensei’, a smart ass, one of my students died on their first real mission, and the other one, whenever I look at him, I can only remember 12 years ago. If I didn’t have the excuse of having the ever living sh-.... Being beat up, I’d go insane. Don’t even think I HAVE what it takes to be a sensei.”
Gou accepted the bowl with a slight nod before gently guiding Umichi back to the couch, setting the drink on the table. “I can’t say things were ever easy with the three of you.” He sighed, letting her vent her frustrations and fears. “What happened to Shikakazu… An attack like that wasn’t something anyone could have anticipated… Your team wasn’t the only attacked outside of the village this past week.”
He couldn’t tell her the genin’s death wasn’t her fault though. As a jounin and sensei, his life was in her care. “Kiyoshi though… No one’s been able to forget that night, not even me. My eyesight never did recover from it either.” Gou looked back at his student, “But Kiyoshi isn’t the ninetails. Looking past it might not be easy, but being a Jinchuuriki is a heavy burden in itself.”
Umichi took another swig.
“Yeah, why the one who can seal it is with him, totally different. That kid ain’t stable. I had to use it on him before it got out of hand. He hates me, threatened to go full beast just to kill me. Honestly, it terrified me to even have to use that seal. Like, what if it didn’t work? What if I’m not so much a genius? It was even more than fighting that woman.”
Umichi suddenly looked pained and combed her hair with her fingers.
“She took your gift sensei…. All the things I could mess up on, she was just plain stronger, and stole it as a prize. Sorry.”
Gou shook his head, “I prefer it being stolen over you being killed out there.”
Umichi sighed.
“Business. I know, you just got out the office, and are visiting lil ol’ me. And that’s so touching, I think I might cry. Still, who hired that psycho? Who could afford to? She basically owns a small village. I stopped the b-bea… I stopped Kiyoshi from fighting Hachi, the Drunken Stone. She went full out there, they were digging for something.”
Gou was silent for a long moment, taking a drink from the sake. “That’s just it, we don’t know. We do know that legend holds the shrine in Tsushima is the resting place of one of the tools used by the Sage of Six Paths. Something the monks refused to comment on one way or another before the village had been destroyed.”
Umichi glanced at the jar, and set it down. Bad idea to get too drunk… even if she really wanted to.
“Sending the assassin pair to investigate? Assuming they haven’t eloped yet.”
He suppressed a chuckle at the thought, “More than likely. Just need to figure out the best way to handle Nobushige’s student first.”
“Oh yeah, he’s teaching your kid. Won’t that be funny if he ends up teaching his brother in law? Heh. He heard either of us talking, we might need a new Hokage. Hehehe. Consider me a client to this mission, bump it up a rank, I’ll pay the difference. I’m a little bit mad about the whole thing. Mako’s going to be so mad when he hears he lost the first kiss.
Alright…. Well, Sensei, can I ask one last thing? I’m glad you visited, there is something else I can’t figure out. What am I supposed to do with the lot? I mean, Koutaku’s sorta like me, just a different element. Kiyoshi, though… I don’t have a clue. I mean, how’d you work with Mako? Wood Release is extremely rare. How’d you teach someone to use something you can’t use? How can I get Kiyoshi to even be a proper Jinchuuriki when I don’t know what that's supposed to be like? What if I can’t stop him in time? What if my seals not strong enough? What if he, god forbid, actually follows through and sets the fox free? Ugh. Being an adult sucks.”
Umichi swished her jar around, face planting into the counter.
“Enough, Umichi,” Gou’s tone darkened somewhat. “Letting those thoughts get the better of you isn’t going to help anyone.” He sighed, “As for your question… I didn’t teach him about Wood Release. I couldn’t. What I did teach him were the basics, control being one of them. Probably the most important. You probably don’t remember the fight he’d put up over having to meditate each day.
“You can’t teach Kiyoshi how to control the Ninetails’ chakra, but you can teach him to control his own and control himself.”
Umichi laughed at the mention of Mako.
“Yeah, I remember that fight. I’m pretty sure he used it in his last book. Only fairly sure he switched who did what in that curbstomp. I guess. Control. Hmmm. Guess I just gotta improve my seals, take out a life insurance policy, and do my best. Well, I have the day off, I think I’m going to get wasted until then. Thank you sensei…. Seriously, thank you. Every bit helps. How’d they let you out the office anyway?”
Umichi grabbed her jar, awaiting his answer beneath a waterfall.
“Being the boss does come with the advantage of sometimes just saying ‘I’m leaving’ and them not being able to do anything about it.” Gou finished the small cup of alcohol. “Being able to create shadow clones doesn’t hurt either.”
“Tch, getting pretty bold there, old man. Last time I tried skipping out on training with clones, you were ♪preeetty♪ mad. See, I wasn’t the only one learning. Well, happy paperwork.”
Umichi stumbled along before giving a courteous bow.
Gou Uchiha
Umichi sat on her couch in the living room, a bowl of food in front of her, and a stack of books to her side. Shown fairly obviously beneath her kimono was an array of bandages. Then again, in her own home, she’d hardly dressed that properly, the Obi was only slightly tied.
She sighed.
“I know they keep calling me ‘lazy-sensei’, but recovering seriously sucks.”
In truth, Umichi was still debating what she was supposed to do next anyways. Kiyoshi she slightly wanted to kill, and Koutaku was a pain and a half by himself. What would her sensei do? Then again, her sensei never had her problem. The bloody nine tails as a student?
“Be a jounin… Why?”
A light series of knocks sounded at the door, the rhythm no doubt familiar. Getting any time off was a nightmare in and of itself. But there was an injured student that needed a visit.
Umichi groaned as she slowly got up. A grunt could be heard from the front door as she carefully retied her Obi. Her left side still felt like it’d been hit by a truck. It didn’t feel too far from the truth.
Swinging the door open, Umichi screamed out it.
“Look you little sh- ♪Sensei!♪”
Her emotions did a 360, and Umichi quickly changed to a polite bow, though her face contorted as she did so.
“♪Welcome, welcome!♪ Come inside, come, come. What brings you here? Did you hear about your favorite student little mess up?”
Gou lightly chuckled at her sudden change in tone. “I think the entire village heard you when Ayame was treating those injuries,” the old shinobi teased as he stepped inside.
Umichi’s cheery face drooped somewhat. She shuffled to the inside of her house and opened up the cabinets, finding a small bowl, and a sake jar. She poured into the bowl, looking at it for a minute, then chugged the jar.
“Yeah, well, I don’t screw things up by halves. Tch, and I thought of the sensei’s Mako would be the first, not me.”
She offered the small bowl, and the cheer collapsed.
“Sensei, was it ever hard with the three of us? I’m honestly at my wits end what to do. Got the ever nice title of ‘lazy-sensei’, a smart ass, one of my students died on their first real mission, and the other one, whenever I look at him, I can only remember 12 years ago. If I didn’t have the excuse of having the ever living sh-.... Being beat up, I’d go insane. Don’t even think I HAVE what it takes to be a sensei.”
Gou accepted the bowl with a slight nod before gently guiding Umichi back to the couch, setting the drink on the table. “I can’t say things were ever easy with the three of you.” He sighed, letting her vent her frustrations and fears. “What happened to Shikakazu… An attack like that wasn’t something anyone could have anticipated… Your team wasn’t the only attacked outside of the village this past week.”
He couldn’t tell her the genin’s death wasn’t her fault though. As a jounin and sensei, his life was in her care. “Kiyoshi though… No one’s been able to forget that night, not even me. My eyesight never did recover from it either.” Gou looked back at his student, “But Kiyoshi isn’t the ninetails. Looking past it might not be easy, but being a Jinchuuriki is a heavy burden in itself.”
Umichi took another swig.
“Yeah, why the one who can seal it is with him, totally different. That kid ain’t stable. I had to use it on him before it got out of hand. He hates me, threatened to go full beast just to kill me. Honestly, it terrified me to even have to use that seal. Like, what if it didn’t work? What if I’m not so much a genius? It was even more than fighting that woman.”
Umichi suddenly looked pained and combed her hair with her fingers.
“She took your gift sensei…. All the things I could mess up on, she was just plain stronger, and stole it as a prize. Sorry.”
Gou shook his head, “I prefer it being stolen over you being killed out there.”
Umichi sighed.
“Business. I know, you just got out the office, and are visiting lil ol’ me. And that’s so touching, I think I might cry. Still, who hired that psycho? Who could afford to? She basically owns a small village. I stopped the b-bea… I stopped Kiyoshi from fighting Hachi, the Drunken Stone. She went full out there, they were digging for something.”
Gou was silent for a long moment, taking a drink from the sake. “That’s just it, we don’t know. We do know that legend holds the shrine in Tsushima is the resting place of one of the tools used by the Sage of Six Paths. Something the monks refused to comment on one way or another before the village had been destroyed.”
Umichi glanced at the jar, and set it down. Bad idea to get too drunk… even if she really wanted to.
“Sending the assassin pair to investigate? Assuming they haven’t eloped yet.”
He suppressed a chuckle at the thought, “More than likely. Just need to figure out the best way to handle Nobushige’s student first.”
“Oh yeah, he’s teaching your kid. Won’t that be funny if he ends up teaching his brother in law? Heh. He heard either of us talking, we might need a new Hokage. Hehehe. Consider me a client to this mission, bump it up a rank, I’ll pay the difference. I’m a little bit mad about the whole thing. Mako’s going to be so mad when he hears he lost the first kiss.
Alright…. Well, Sensei, can I ask one last thing? I’m glad you visited, there is something else I can’t figure out. What am I supposed to do with the lot? I mean, Koutaku’s sorta like me, just a different element. Kiyoshi, though… I don’t have a clue. I mean, how’d you work with Mako? Wood Release is extremely rare. How’d you teach someone to use something you can’t use? How can I get Kiyoshi to even be a proper Jinchuuriki when I don’t know what that's supposed to be like? What if I can’t stop him in time? What if my seals not strong enough? What if he, god forbid, actually follows through and sets the fox free? Ugh. Being an adult sucks.”
Umichi swished her jar around, face planting into the counter.
“Enough, Umichi,” Gou’s tone darkened somewhat. “Letting those thoughts get the better of you isn’t going to help anyone.” He sighed, “As for your question… I didn’t teach him about Wood Release. I couldn’t. What I did teach him were the basics, control being one of them. Probably the most important. You probably don’t remember the fight he’d put up over having to meditate each day.
“You can’t teach Kiyoshi how to control the Ninetails’ chakra, but you can teach him to control his own and control himself.”
Umichi laughed at the mention of Mako.
“Yeah, I remember that fight. I’m pretty sure he used it in his last book. Only fairly sure he switched who did what in that curbstomp. I guess. Control. Hmmm. Guess I just gotta improve my seals, take out a life insurance policy, and do my best. Well, I have the day off, I think I’m going to get wasted until then. Thank you sensei…. Seriously, thank you. Every bit helps. How’d they let you out the office anyway?”
Umichi grabbed her jar, awaiting his answer beneath a waterfall.
“Being the boss does come with the advantage of sometimes just saying ‘I’m leaving’ and them not being able to do anything about it.” Gou finished the small cup of alcohol. “Being able to create shadow clones doesn’t hurt either.”
“Tch, getting pretty bold there, old man. Last time I tried skipping out on training with clones, you were ♪preeetty♪ mad. See, I wasn’t the only one learning. Well, happy paperwork.”
Umichi stumbled along before giving a courteous bow.