Empire Ants~ [Dray, Training]

The morning sun peered into dray's room to see if he was awake as he turned and tossed on his bed before finally getting up and sitting upright on his bed with his left hand behind him, supporting him. Dray used his right hand to scrub his eyes to get rid of any remaining string of sleep.
Dray sat on his bed and yawned a little. He was so tired. Perhaps, he had been working too much as of late. A good thing there were no criminals or assasins running here and there, killing people and causing trouble. That meant less work for his anbu- self.
Dray looked forward and inclined his head a bit upward. On the wall was his anbu wolf- shark mask. He missed the feeling he felt when he wore that mask. That feeling of blood lust, losing all emotions, completing missions perfectly, it was more than a mere mask. It was a gift.
Dray was so tired that he did not plan on leaving his home today. He had not gotten a proper rest from his trip to konohagakure no sato. Dray looked to his side and there, the beauties and mysteries were. On the little table by his bed side were some treasured item. In one jar of medical solution was a three tomoe sharingan. The sacred possesion of the uchiha clan. Dray had received this as a price from kaseki just yesterday for having proved his worth of samehada. Beside the sharingan holding jar was another jar of medical solution containing the ice guardian. It was a mini- byakugan developed from the veins of a matured byakugan and an human eye. This was possible due to dray's mastery in iryo jutsu. The next jar was containing the blood which kaseki had given dray. Dray had not taken time to find out what the blood entailed so it was just still there and the last jar, a bit larger contained a wooden, metallic twig. This was the most baffling of all. Why in the world kaseki would give that to him was beyond his understanding. Unless the twig had some sort of brilliant ability or so.

Dray had stressed his body too much and strained his muscles too. He was even too tired or maybe too lazy to even use an iryo jutsu on himself if he found one out of his various techniques.
The hand supporting dray which was his left was shaking. It was losing it's strength. Without notice, this hand would release itself as dray would fall back down on the bird. Never had he been this tired. He wondered what this way. Perhaps, he needed to go to kumogakure's hospital. A place which he did not like much due to the old aged doctors that treated patients there.

He had to be strong for himself and a few people which he knew. If he could not get out of bed, what would happen when he implanted all these great powers in himself. With this thought, dray would get out of bed and pull off the remaining clothng he had on and he would head for the bathroom. Taking a quick shower, dray would get out of the bath and dry himself. He would put on his regular clothes of black inner long sleeved and black trousers, blue high collared armless overall jacket and a black sandal and of course, samehada too. Self defense was a thing to have in the bloody clouds.

Dray would exit his home and head towards the hospital. Walking slowly, it would take him a few minutes before getting to the hospital. Upon getting there, he would see the receptionists and ask to see a doctor.
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As dray walked over to the receptionist and asked for a doctor, he was told to sit and wait. Following their instructions, dray sat on a waiting chair along with some other people. Either they were waiting to see a doctor or they came to see a relative.

Dray sat and waited for a couple of minutes as he surveyed the hospital. He did not come here quite often but to shinobis of the cloud, he was a beautiful doctor capable of almost anything concerning iryo jutsu except those with a few complications.
Dray wondered who would attend to him. Another older person? Maybe a thick male or even a female that had no sense of conversation but knew only how to treat a patient.
Suddenly, two nurses barged the hospital doors opened while dragging in a patient on a kind of high stretcher table of course. As they hurried, blood from the affected person fell to the ground and trailed behind them as a cleaner quickly brought a mop and a bucket of sanitized water to tidy up the place. Dray knew the water was sanitized as the smell filled his side of the room. The nurses and patients were heading his way and more blood kept dropping. Dray's body system was tired but still, he needed to do something or a life would be lost.
Waiting for them patiently, they passed him as he flung into action. The nurses looked as he as he said without looking at their faces. "Am a medic". The nurses looked suprised but the simply nodded.
Dray calmly gathered chaka unto his hand and probed the area where thr blood was pouring from using his Shindan (diagnosis) technique. Scanning the area problem, there it was. He found a sharp object stuck in the left side of the man. Quickly using Tekushitsu (extraction) technique, he used chakra from his palm to massage thr muscles around the are and then, he pulled out the object. He handed it to the nurse. Whatever it was.
Perhaps, the blood lost from the man was enough. Using chakra once more, he coagulation the spot which the blood was coming out from using thr Gyouko technique.
"He has a better chance of survival now" dray said as they nodded and took the injured man away. As dray headed back to his seat, he used Kiyomaru (cleanse) technique to clean the dirt, blood and bacteria that may have been on his person.
Not more than two seconds that he was seated, the nurse he had seen at the reception earlier came by and told him to head to the examination room for the doctor to come and see him. He simply nodded and got up to go to the place. He walked through the hall way as he counted... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7. That was it. Examination room number seven. Dray walked in and sat on the bed there with his face in his palms. He was extremely tired.
He heard the door open but he did not raise his head..
" Hello, My name is Umeko Hyuuga, I will
be your doctor for today. How are you today? " the voice said. It had a sweet tone. Dray never knew old doctors had that tone. He raised his head to see a beautiful with long brown hair and glasses on too.
An hyuuga eh. Dray thought within him. The name linked to the all seeing eye and he remembered transplanting that eye into roku kaguya's left eye socket. So, she was going to be his doctor for the day. He hoped she would do well since he was a pillar of kumo. The only s- ranked ninjas the village possesed apart from the kage that is.

"I dont often disclose my name but as you would be handling my welfare today, I think you deserve to know. I am Dray Yuki." dray would say. He loved making things simple and short. The doctor must have been in the hospital all her life or maybe she did not know anything about the affairs of the village for she not to notice dray. In kumo, his name called more attention than his face cause he worked in the shadows and mot much people recognized him even when he walked in the open.
Well, whatever happened, he was here for a simple check up. He would soon be out of here.
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"Yuki- san, how may I assist you today"... the girls tone of adress towards dray suddenly changed. Of course, she had probably figured out who he was and to see his face was far more than a priviledge. He was sure that she would be wondering why a master medic like him would come to the hospital and ask for a check up when he could do it all by himself but dray now taked a liking to her. Before leaving home, he had expected to meet old doctor in the hospital as was the usual case but before him was a young female. Whatever skills she had that made her here, he wanted to know. Perhaps, he could groom her into becoming one of kumogakure's best medic shinobi.
"I have not noticed any other symptom apart from extreme tiredness. A simple check up from you should diagnose the problem I think" dray replied her. He wanted to know or see what her next action would be. He wondered if it was procedure or whatever it was but he hardly use the paper and pen while attending to his patients. He did almost every thing in practical except to for few questions to make things precise. He wondered if she was done with the paper and pen already or maybe not. Only if she knew a technique as basic as dray's diagnosis technique, then she need not worry. Maybe he could then teach her a few things he knew after this check up. Who knows.
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" Extreme Tiredness.. Yuki-San, how many hours of sleep do you get? And how often do you eat.?"
She needed to get a better understanding of his habits before going much more deeply into an evaluation. It could just be him not eating or sleep enough, possibly too much stress on the body. It wasn't uncommon and most ninja at one time or another in their life fall victim to it. Training and taking on missions and not resting, failing to see that they are doing more damage to their body without that much needed rest that one should take. She awaited his answer as she moved forward to place her hands on his chest, feeling the beat of his heart against her hand before moving them across his chest towards his shoulders and down his arms only to rest her hands on his wrists. She followed the pulse and nodded as she counted the beats per second. She could tell nothing wrong with him, but his words might provide her with some much needed info. She mentally noted his stats in her head, placing a marker to jot it all down for her files. One had to be quite ready to have a file ready for a patient. It was good practice and it allowed one to look into medical history for a overall view of the patient's health.

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Dray looked at the beautiful lady. She seemed to know what she was doing but it was taking too long. All this would have killed a shinobi on the battle ground. Dray was confident in his medical skills. He had taken years to develop this skill and kumogakure was the perfect place to do so. The great kumogakure, the medical capital of the shinobi world. All his life, he had been a sucess. He started from learning the suiton element, down to the futon, from the futon, down to the raiton. He picked up raiton and moved up to katon and finally capping it with doton, not forgetting his clan's kekkei genkai but that was not all. Day and night, he trained. He deprived himself of food and sleep. He trained to become the master in bukijutsu throughout all major and minor nations. He proceeded in iryo skills up to the point that he could heal a shattered bones in less than five seconds, purge an infected person from poison and even spit out acid from his mouth but that was not all yet. His ninjutsu skills was nothing to talk about. It was the peak of shinobi hood. He sat and thought. What else did he need. He wondered into the unknown lands and studied tha art of genjutsu. He learnt to alter his surrounding and make himself invisble in battle. Being a requirement for joining the anbu squad of kumogakure, dray trained his instinct, his senses. He learnt to live without his eye by picking up his sensory skills. Able to sense fifty solid metres away and above.
Here he was, sitting on a bed. Not because he was sick or because he needed someone but because he was too lazy to form a single hand seal. A bad habit that was.....

Dray looked at the female. Her blond her glistening in the sun that peered through the window. Perhaps, it was time to leave... Dray would sit up right and hold the tiger hand seal at his chest level. He would tighten it and circulate his chakra round his body system. Just what he needed. A faint blue cloak would be seen emitting from his body as it would gradually fade into thin air.... "Umeko chan. Perhaps, we could meet some other time so you could learn some things that do not involve writing.." Dray would say to her.. "Cos now, I have to leave. I work with time".. He would conclude as he would get down from the bed. He would turn to look at the file she was writing in. He had worked in the hospital a couple of times and he knew what a patient had to do after receiving a check up from a doctor.
Performing some handseals, blue chakra would cover dray's right hand as the chakra would extend from his hand to form a kunai at the end. He would controll the kunai and land it on the file as he would write the letter "D" on it. His signature that was. He would hope that what happened would not freak her out. It was just one of the many jutsus he was learning though they were meant for something far important than signing on hospital files..
"I'll take my leave now".. he would say to her, as he would put both of his hands in his trouser pockets and take a step forward hoping that she would follow behind him.

Taking a few more steps towards the exit, dray would get to the door and stop few inches in front of it. He would look closely at the door knob from his spot. Whoever had locked it, he did not care. Kumogakure had more than enough money to fix a door knob. Carefully lowering his face mask, with the doctor behind him, not directly beside him to see the region from his nose down to his mouth, dray would spit out acid from his mouth and directly on the door knob as it would melt instantly... Dray would turn his head just a bit backwards to look at the doctor... There was more to being a medical ninja than just working in hospitals. Using his previous technique of heavenly harvesters, the same blue technique would erupt from his hands, extend to a kunai at the tip and finally open the door for dray to walk out.
"We will meet again.. Umeko Hyuga."
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EXIT