Quick Recovery [P]

Green woke up with a start, his eyes wide open and sweat dripping down the sides of his head. He recently had the worst dream, one where he was pitted against a mad man named "Konzo" and was paired with two others close to his rank. One of them was named "Kite" and the other "Midorin." Long story short, it was terrifying. At first it appeared to be a bliss due to him ranking up after holding his own against "Kite." However, everything changed once they had to fight "Konzo." He was first pinned with the mad man's large foot. It wasn't even close to looking like a foot, more like a mutated fish that had the force of a million bricks. Possibly even more than that "puny" amount. Continuing with the story, everything happened in what seemed to be a flash of lightning. His two teammates had attacked "Konzo" yet he somehow managed to stop all their attacks. The end result was him getting his leg broken, the pain almost making him want to pass out in exhaustion. "Kite" ended up getting burned and "Midorin" was trapped in a genjutsu. Then the mad man had left them and "Kite" gave him an incredibly sturdy stick in order to make it to the hospi-....oh. That wasn't a dream.

The boy quickly twirled his head around the place, observing the area he was currently in. The room was completely white, not a single speck of any other color present. Of course, there were the clothes he had in his back, but that didn't exactly count as part of the room. Slowly the memories of what had just transpired were generously returned to him. The mad man's name was not "Konzo" but "Kenzo." The name of the others were also adjusted with "Kite" being "Kyte" and "Midorin" being "Midori." Green clenched the white blanket that was currently over his unbroken leg. His injured one was placed above the bed, being held up by some strange contraption. He didn't know the name of it nor did he care at the moment. How he had arrived at the hospital was immediately replayed in his mind, the sight of him collapsing onto the ground. Such a pathetic sight it was. It stung him to see the looks of pity that were sent in his direction. He didn't want such things aimed towards him! It made him feel weak and helpless, just like that of a baby.

He was now a shinobi, someone above regular civilians. He would become stronger than he was now and beat Kenzo the next time they meet. Green gritted his teeth as his hold on his blanket tightened. "I never knew..." he mumbled, his lip quivering in anger, "Just how frustrating weakness could be..." He shut his eyes as a means to calm himself, taking in deep breaths and releasing them for what seemed to be an eternity. He didn't notice the time while he proceeded to repeat his actions. It was multiple hours since he had arrived at the hospital, most of them slept off due to him passing out once he was put onto the bed. A nurse had already opened his door, but Green didn't acknowledge her presence. He was too focused on relaxing himself, trying not to scream out in rage. His leg was taking off of the contraption that held it up, soon being taken out of the cast as well. The boy had calmed himself once this had occurred, simply staring at the nurse tending to his injury.

Eventually he was released, despite the amount of time if had taken to do so. Thirty minutes had arrived and gone by before he was even allowed to take a single step outside. They must have enjoyed keeping their patients cooped up in such a depressing room. With a sigh Green placed his hands in his pockets, one hand having his skateboard tucked under it. His new Konoha headband was placed on his neck rather than his head. He refused to place it there until he was finally recognized as a true shinobi, until he had finally defeated Kenzo. With a yawn and a light smirk, he walked into the streets of Konohagakure...
[Exit.]
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WC: 707
Fully Recovered