Another announcement.
Word is already going around, but there will be mass funeral services held tomorrow morning at 10 am. The usual ceremonial robes to be worn, and the procession will take usual procedures. Messenger birds have been sent out with seating orders and arrangements.]
In essence, same as last time. Except... this was not at all like last time. I didn't know as many of the people last time, but some of the names and faces of this war's dead are more familiar to me. Granted, most of them are just aquaintances or people I could remember coming in or around the hospital at times. At least one was a patient I worked with early on in my training.
...And a good number of them I watched die myself. Most of those were under my hands at the time.
Sometimes you just can't do...anything. One look and a part of you that's more rational than hope just knows there's nothing you can do. And they ask you to try anyway. And you do, and you're right, and you're useless. And you wonder why you even STUDIED medicine in the first place if all you could do with it was understand why you CAN'T SAVE THEM.
...
But...this is what being a shinobi is, right? This was all understood even before the war. Sacrifices would be made, lives taken, things lost. So why do some of them look like they were never ready just before they die? Shishou tells me that this too is what being a doctor is about, never mind also being a shinobi.
I'm both. And I'm wondering what exactly I got myself into.
Naruto. I need you to be here now. I need you to smile that stupid grin of yours and tell me something that will make it better, or give me some of that strength you have. Idiot. ...please remember...
In essence, same as last time. Except... this was not at all like last time. I didn't know as many of the people last time, but some of the names and faces of this war's dead are more familiar to me. Granted, most of them are just aquaintances or people I could remember coming in or around the hospital at times. At least one was a patient I worked with early on in my training.
...And a good number of them I watched die myself. Most of those were under my hands at the time.
Sometimes you just can't do...anything. One look and a part of you that's more rational than hope just knows there's nothing you can do. And they ask you to try anyway. And you do, and you're right, and you're useless. And you wonder why you even STUDIED medicine in the first place if all you could do with it was understand why you CAN'T SAVE THEM.
...
But...this is what being a shinobi is, right? This was all understood even before the war. Sacrifices would be made, lives taken, things lost. So why do some of them look like they were never ready just before they die? Shishou tells me that this too is what being a doctor is about, never mind also being a shinobi.
I'm both. And I'm wondering what exactly I got myself into.
Naruto. I need you to be here now. I need you to smile that stupid grin of yours and tell me something that will make it better, or give me some of that strength you have. Idiot. ...please remember...