(X) Firebird Five: Kagome, Mari, Lee, Honoka, Neji
6
"Gai-sensei! Today is a most youthful day!" Lee exclaimed, beginning his most youthful warm-up for the day: ten thousand one-finger pushups, one thousand per finger.
"Do you know why, sensei?" he asked Gai. "It is because one week from today, we will begin a most youthful expedition with Hazou and Neji!"
To prepare for the next stage of the warmup, Lee increased the strength of his resistance seals under his youthsuit. One thousand star jumps with a resistance of two thousand, without cracking the ground.
"We'll bring the spirit of Youth to new places and times, to hear Hazou describe it! In fact," Lee said, breathing just a hair too heavy for this stage in the workout, "we will even be able to bring the spirit of Youth to people we once knew!" His resistance settings weren't high enough. He needed to be more youthful - everyone was counting on him to be as youthful as possible.
When the resistance hit ten thousand, Lee nodded, and began his set of one hundred perfect straight punches.
"That's right, Gai-sensei. Hazou said that the journey was to bring back the dead, and if there is anybody youthful enough to do it, it's Hazou," Lee said, struggling to hold form.
A hot wetness rolled down his cheek, and Lee knew why his form was off.
"Gai-sensei, I'm coming for you," he said, raising his arm to catch his tears.
The granite inscription of Maito Gai's name did not respond.
It had become an old habit, Neji reflected, to come back to the dusty chambers of the Hyuuga libraries, diminished as they were from their peak. Here, he was unlikely to be disturbed, and here he had acquired a staggering breadth of knowledge - knowledge he had once been unappreciative of. Like the mold that Neji occasionally had to purge, however, the place had grown on him. Here was calm, and here was understandable, after ten long years of his assignment here. He could tell the position of every scroll on the wall, and condense the knowledge contained within any one scroll down to one sentence or expand it out to an entire day. Neji even grew to appreciate the musty smell of the air as he meditated on his past, on the great hatred that had collected at his center, and the task ahead.
When he activated his Byakugan to complete the meditation, he blinked in shock.
"Lady Hanabi, Lady Hinata, I apologize," Neji quickly said, rising to bow at a right angle. "I should have prepared refresh - "
"Cousin Neji, there is no need for that," Hinata said, matching his bow. "You do not need to be so formal around your cousins."
"Like she said," Hanabi said, pouting slightly.
"A-ah. I apologize," Neji said, bowing again.
"What did we just say, Neji?" Hinata asked bemusedly, eyes twinkling. Hanabi, behind her, continued to pout and fidget, averting her gaze.
"I understand, Hinata," Neji sighed. "Well, then - "
Hanabi suddenly leapt out and hugged Neji.
"Gah?" Neji sputtered.
"Don't die, Neji. I won't forgive you if you do," Hanabi glared, holding onto Neji tightly. Neji awkwardly patted back, alternating between glancing at Hanabi's menacing glare and Hinata's beatific smile.
"Make us proud, Neji," Hinata nodded. "I know you can."
For the first time in years, the great ball of hatred loosened.
"Aww, Honoka, why'd you have to go?" Sayaka complained. "If you're not around, Ino-sensei is going to be extra hard on us, you know?"
Honoka held up one finger as she continued to devour Yua's patented meat stew. At the rate she was going, she'd be able to leave Chikako's three bowls in the dust - not that it would deter Chikako from trying to keep up anyway. Also, Yua made delicious meat stew, and Honoka wasn't going to waste any by letting it grow cold.
Finally, she gulped. "'Cause I'm so cool Hazou-sensei and Kagome-sensei asked me to go with them and blow up a bunch of stinkers," Honoka casually shrugged. "Also, just between us, Kagome's real worried about the whole thing, and wants someone else to help," she conspirationally whispered.
"'S not fair," Chikako said between gulps. "You get to go with Hazou-sensei and Mari-sensei, and meanwhile we're stuck with Ino-sensei."
"Who's stuck with who?" Ino asked, sidling up the side of the counter.
Sayaka and Chikako instantly turned their best innocent smile at Ino. Ino scoffed, and flicked her ponytail to the side. "Girls, I perfected that technique. Did you really think I was going to fall for it?"
Sayaka nudged Honoka, who also turned an innocent smile at Ino - albeit with her soup spoon still in her mouth.
Ino sighed, smiling. "You little hellions, it absolutely does. C'mere," she said, threateningly extending her hands towards her genin's hair.
The three of them ducked their heads and covered their hair - leaving Sayaka and Chikako wide open for Ino's headlock, which both girls protested loudly.
Honoka braced herself. If she was excluded, then -
Ino winked at her.
"Go get 'em, tiger. You have my blessing," Ino said.
Honoka gaped for a second, before nodding.
"I won't let you down, sensei!"
Hazou pulled his facial muscles into a smile, and adjusted his internal ocular muscles. A departure celebration was certainly within expectations, but a gathering of hundreds of people within the Goketsu Main Hall was on the higher end of said projections. Hazou would be surprised, if he wasn't certain that this was Yuina's way of making a point. The speech had been a close thing, but ultimately not a problem - not nearly so much a problem as what came after.
What came after, of course, was nearly everybody with a stake in the project coming to tell him off, in their best formal clothes.
"Really, Hazou? Taking Mari, Kagome, and Honoka, and leaving me all your hard work as head?" Noburi said. "That was just downright cruel, bro," he said, shaking his head as he planted his hands on his dress uniform. His smile and slight laugh told Hazou a different story, as did Yuno's eye roll and light cuff to the shoulder. "You'll do great, Enno," Yuno said, in her disturbing smile. "Won't he?"
"You'll do great, Noburi," Hazou said, nodding his head. Noburi would, he was sure.
"Yeah, count on it, bro," Noburi smiled, offering his fist. Hazou bumped back.
"Regardless of his delusions of grandeur, Noburi is correct," Keiko said, rolling her eyes. You are leaving us with the operations of your many projects, without your assistance. While I do not want to gainsay Yuina's abilities, the teams, Village, and...clan will be less for your passing, Hazou," Keiko nodded. Shikamaru, standing next to Keiko, took his hands out of his pockets to sign my compatriot has said the necessary words and I signal my agreement.
As Hazou turned his head and braced his footing, Akane was already in motion. Even knowing it was coming, Hazou was still rocked back by the strength of her bonecrushing hug. The sensation of a dozen different feelings passed through his body, as he accepted the hug from someone whose trust he had knowingly discarded all those years ago. His own perfect muscle memory made for long recollections of poor justifications for hurting someone who he had - and still did, to some small extent - feelings for.
"Don't die, Hazou," Akane said heavily, sniffling slightly.
"I won't," Hazou said, patting Akane's back.
As expected, Yuina was next, so he turned to preempt her.
"Yuina, I'll be counting on you," Hazou said, placing his hand on her shoulder.
Yuina grinned a sharp grin and nodded. "I will, Hazou. You don't need to worry about that," she said, eyes misting over just slightly. "That said," she hesitated, glancing over at Akane.
Akane nodded, eyes already closing from happy tears.
Yuina hugged Hazou. "Come back, Hazou. We need you."
"Come now," Hazou replied, smiling, as his gut roiled in a way that reminded him uncomfortably of Akane, "don't sell yourself short. You helped prepare for my retirement, right?"
"It's not the same," Yuina insisted, hugging Hazou as tightly as a civilian could. "I need you."
The shock knocked Hazou into autopilot - he suspected that Yuina also cared for him, but he wasn't expecting Yuina to say that at this point. He almost didn't register Yuina pulling back, and out of the way of the second woman to wrap him in a bonecrushing hug that night: Hana, hugging Hazou tight with all the strength of a kenjutsu-spec jonin.
"I'm so proud of you, son," she whispered, crying into his shoulder. Hazou instinctively hugged back, before very carefully cracking open his eyes in panic - Mari and Hana, to his knowledge, still hadn't resolved their issues, and one reintroduction could end in just as great a disaster as the last time they met. Keiko and Yuina quietly signaled that the issue was dealt with, as Hana tapped deeper into her sense of self and hugged Hazou even tighter.
"I'll come back, momma," Hazou said. "We'll bake cookies again, with Papa," he quietly promised.
"Promise, cricket?" Hana said, in between soft sobs.
"Promise, momma."
Marked For Death Voyage: Even if the Way is Far
The sensation of Universal Travel was impossible to describe, even for Hazou - all his metaphors seemed to fail to encompass the entirety and enormity of what had just occured. It was the sense of an infinite series collapsing to zero, the emotion of instant becoming eternity and vice versa, the taste of transcendental color and sound. It was an infinity, and it was nothing. It was nauseatingly debiliating, and it was the calmest Hazou had ever felt.
Kagome, Honoka and Neji's retching noises indicated otherwise.
Still holding his breath, Hazou opened his eyes.
An alien vista presented itself before him. Where Nagi Island was surrounded by ocean on all sides, a great expanse of glowing green hills extended in one direction as far as the eye could see. Not only that, the sky was colored wrongly - instead of a blue sky, the sky was colored in the permanent light of the aurora, with slight shimmers rolled throughout the sky. Out of curiousity, Hazou lifted his arm, and waved it in front of his face, and then brought his fingers to reflexively cast Dispel. A reminder about his drained reserves warned him off from that measure, but Kagome's muttered "stupid world travelling, don't know why I agreed to this stinking thing" convinced Hazou that he probably wasn't in a genjutsu.
The alternate world was real.
They had punched through to another world.
The Universal Travel had succeeded.
Hazou then noticed three things very quickly: The hills were rolling towards them at a visible rate, the ocean was draining alarmingly fast, and the aurora was plunging downward at a shockingly fast rate.
"Everyone, activate your GUTS suits! Neji, tell us about the incoming!" Hazou barked out, digging into his emptied chakra reserves for the smallest spark. His vision grew faint, and the feeling of everything but the drain from the suit faded into the distance. At the edge of passing out, Hazou heard the characteristic whine of the ANGEL S7 Engine spin up, and suddenly chakra began pouring back into his body.
As fast as he could, chakra tendrils shot out to kickstart his team's engines. With every second, Hazou cast out his GUTS suit's sensors to the limit, as he pumped everything else into the tendrils. Not that the sensors felt necessary - half a mile away towards the plains, a mole the size of the former Hokage Tower burst out of the ground and bared its fangs, while the orange shell of a crab the size of a clan compound emerged out onto the drained ocean bay and clicked its claws together. The aurora did not do anything quite so obvious, but Hazou was certain that the shimmers in the air was the precursor to a massive lightning-wind jutsu, because of course they would be.
Hazou cursed. Only Neji and Lee's engines had restarted. He only had enough time and chakra to do one thing.
() Use defensive expendables.
() Focus on starting everyone's GUTS suit.
() Kill the threats with Neji and Lee.