Capítulo 30: Interlude: Celebration and Judgement
The Hokage stood in his office, overlooking the Village with a sigh. The spots where buildings had collapsed into the ground were clearly visible from his tower, the dust having long since settled. He was once again in his robes, draped over his armor as they always were. Now that he had the plans and assessments of the weak points, coordinating Earth-users to reinforce and rebuild the foundation of their village was on their way.
As usual, the elderly leader was thinking and in this case, his thoughts were dire indeed. The documents that Daisuke had decoded, in five minutes apparently, had incriminated Danzo for assisting Orochimaru in his experiments. If that were true and given the documents apparent timing, Danzo was guilty of aiding and abetting a traitor to the village, insubordination for continuing ROOT's operations and potentially treason.
The Hokage thought Danzo was his friend. Or maybe he at least hoped. But this evidence was damning and the worst part was that Danzo might attempt to come out with all the details of the Uchiha Massacre out of spite…such information would threaten to tear the village apart. At very least, it would utterly ruin the villages trust in him and his family – his son at very least would be denied a chance to teach as a sensei, Konohamaru would never be able to become Hokage. At the very worst, it would set each clan preparing for war against each other, those who supported him versus those who saw him as an enemy.
The icing on the cake was that Daisuke, the villages suicidally-overconfident miracle worker, knew this little piece of information and if he knew what it meant he might decide to go after Danzo himself in his quest to grow stronger – a fool's errand that would assuredly end in his death.
Speaking of said miracle worker, they were due for a meeting in about…
There was a knock at the door.
…now.
"Enter," Hiruzen said, taking a seat at his desk.
The door opened and there stood Daisuke, his henge firmly in place. The Hokage applauded the ingenuity of using a henge to cover-up his gargoyle like appearance, but it still had the disadvantage of being cast by someone with no real idea of how people interacted…so there were still some holes in it. The expressions never quite looked right if you were looking for flaws and he still acted the same – something which could not be rectified without altering his mind, something he had done one evening to his teams disconcert.
His sensei stood behind him, his posture relaxed, reading one of his erotic novels. They both walked up to the desk and bowed, as was proper. Daisuke stood up straight and stared ahead. Kakashi went back to his book.
"Daisuke-kun," The Hokage began slowly. "Do you know why you're here?"
Normally, asking that question was to get the shinobi's mind onto what they did wrong. In Daisuke's case, his obliviousness meant that question was, at least in part, an honest one.
"Because I dove into a hostile situation with no back up," Daisuke neatly surmised, his expression frank and a little bored. "One that had highly vulnerable non-combatants involved where a mistake could have gotten them killed."
"That's correct," The Hokage nodded with a deep frown. "Tell me…what were you thinking?"
"That my best friend was in serious danger and that if I didn't move immediately I would've lost him forever," Daisuke replied, his voice in full report mode. "Given the giants plan, that was certainly a possibility."
"What…else were you thinking?" The Hokage pressed on, trying to keep his exasperation out of his voice.
"That there were going to be enemy Ninja in the sewers and I wanted to punch them until they exploded," Daisuke nodded with his mouth in a thin line. "Past the urgency of 'save-Naruto-now', I was actually pretty excited."
At least he's being honest, The Hokage thought with a mental groan. Behind the Genin, Kakashi's eye was twitching as he tried to stay focused on his book. "Did you take any thought at all for your own welfare?"
"Yes."
"You did?" The Hokage asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I thought if I couldn't engage the fish at the end without getting swarmed, I'd wait for backup," Daisuke replied. "But he was alone with none of the smaller ones around, so I engaged."
The Hokage slowly and deliberately picked up his pipe, slipped some tobacco herbs inside and lit it. As the flavor seeped into his mouth, he thought, keeping his frustration at bay. This was the main problem with Daisuke, the one thing that stopped him from getting promoted besides the desire to show off at the Chunin Exams and see the faces of his fellow Kage.
Daisuke had no sense of self preservation, and it's been a problem since long before he ever became a Genin. He dove into a similar situation after the first day of the academy, the Hokage remembered. He was an asset that was at constant risk of being lost. This wasn't something he picked up because he was a shinobi, he might've always been like this.
"Did you think you could handle the situation all on your own?" The Hokage asked.
"The rescue or the giant, Hokage-sama?" Daisuke asked with a frown.
The Hokage thought for a moment. "Both."
"I did handle the rescue," Daisuke replied matter-of-factly…and a little annoyed, the Hokage noted with some surprise. "I only got ambushed because we were in one place for too long. As for the Giant…I wasn't sure I could handle it, no."
"You weren't sure you could handle the fish-men's leader, yet you went in anyway?" The Hokage asked, his frown making the wrinkles on his face deepen with each second.
"Yeah."
The excitement of going into a dangerous situation, charges into a situation while not sure he could actually handle it, likely handled enemy attacks by toughing it out for the most part…The Hokage blinked as a realization struck him. "I see. Daisuke, you will be given two weeks' furlough, just like the rest of your team. For two weeks after that, however, you will not be permitted to participate in missions. Only training exercises and drills."
"Training doesn't help," Daisuke blurted out. Then he visibly backpedaled. "Hokage-sama."
"I am aware of the eccentricities surrounding your bloodline," The Hokage replied. "But you can still learn things like tactics and strategy…things not necessarily tied to your skill at jutsu or maneuvering society, yes?"
"…I think so," Daisuke frowned deeply.
"Good," The Hokage nodded. "Kakashi-san, I understand you've been attempting to patch this hole in his skill set, yes?"
"Yes, Hokage-sama," Kakashi replied with an eye-smile. "The extra time to focus will be of great help."
"Very good," The Hokage offered a small smile. "Daisuke-kun, if there is nothing else, you are dismissed. Kakashi, if you'll stay for a few minutes."
"Hokage-sama," Daisuke bowed in farewell, turning on his feet with the help of that very useful chakra-slide and walked out. The door was closed just a bit harder than necessary and his angry footsteps going down were audible for several seconds.
The Hokage nodded…denying him missions was an effective punishment. He'll remember that.
Kakashi sighed and put his book away. "It was my fault he got stabbed…I should've been watching more carefully."
"No, no," Hiruzen waved off Kakashi's self-blame. "These creatures have existed in the Leaf's sewer system for years without detection. Getting ambushed was bound to happen. We're simply lucky it happened to the one who could simply shrug off mortal wounds like insect bites."
"Still," Kakashi's eye looked downcast. "…I don't understand why he's like that. How he could brush off his own well-being that easily. It…doesn't make sense."
"Kakashi," Hiruzen frowned in sympathy. "I think the problem isn't so much that he's suicidally overconfident or looking for power…so much as it is that his sense of cautionhas been obliterated by his bloodline."
"I agree with that assessment," Kakashi replied, rubbing his visible eye. "He can get mutilated and dismembered as many times as he wants but he's fine the next day…honestly, I'd say that he doesn't even care when he does get injured. Not beyond treating it like a minor inconvenience. It's terrible for team morale."
"I don't think he realizes the damage his recklessness causes," Hiruzen continued, puffing his pipe and soothing his nerves. "His inability to understand other people might have extended to being unable to understand himself. But the patterns are there, as you've said."
"I think you're right, Hokage-sama," Kakashi replied. "Part of the reason he shut down Hisako's crush was because he couldn't understand himself or her."
"And as we've both figured out, Daisuke understands how his bloodline works perfectly," Hiruzen said, remembering when Daisuke had attempted to invoke clan secrets. "And he's very sensitive about who he shares the details with."
"I just want to know why," Kakashi took a deep breath. "What's so odd about his bloodline that would make him so secretive? It's not like it could be any stranger than what he already has."
"I can see the point," Hiruzen replied. "His state of mind, however, is clearly not healthy. I would say he's mostly insane, at this point."
"What could've caused this level of insanity?" Kakashi asked, his mask hiding his frown. "He grew up in an orphanage but nothing really happened to drive him to this level of recklessness. I would've expected some shyness due to his social isolation, but…"
"There is a great deal that Daisuke doesn't tell us," Hiruzen replied, closing his eyes in thought. "According to reports, he's always had an adult's sleep schedule and he has nearly perfect memory…it's enough to make me wonder if he was perfectly cognizant as an infant."
"You mean when he couldn't move, speak or do anything?" Kakashi asked. "If he was aware during that period…that would've driven anyone insane. If it's true…do you think he remembers the Kyuubi?"
"If it is true, he most certainly would," Hiruzen frowned. "And it would explain a lot…but this is just baseless speculation, forgive me. Until he tells us that he was cognizant as an infant, we cannot assume that he was."
"Do you think he's aware of Naruto's status as the Kyuubi's jailor?" Kakashi asked.
"I'm not sure," Hiruzen replied. "I don't think he'd have any real way of knowing, but my instincts tell me that he does."
There was a quiet as both men went into their thoughts, trying to piece together a mystery that seemed to have no solution.
"…Hokage-sama, if you'll recall, I submitted a report about a dinner party at the Nakamura house-hold," Kakashi said.
"I do recall," Hiruzen nodded. "The 'Super-henge' he submitted to R&D was fascinating to look over."
"If…it's his lack of social skills that's keeping him from realizing the full consequences of his actions…should I allow him to use it?" Kakashi asked. "Or even a weaker version that's less likely to skew his mind to deeper insanity?"
"Absolutely not," The Hokage replied with a tone of finality. "As useful as the jutsu is, it is still someone who is socially challenged on a biological level attempting to warp their mind to be less socially challenged. The risk of error is too high and those errors can be downright horrific. If there were a mistake in the jutsu that we didn't catch, it could skew his growth and by the time we'd catch the outlying problem, it would too late. You made the right call in forbidding it's use after you learned of it."
"Yes, Hokage-sama," Kakashi replied.
"Besides, he is slowly getting better, as we have seen," Hiruzen continued with a smile. "He's improving on all counts and he has said his bloodline will help on a large-scale sometime down the line…best just to let the bloodline handle it naturally. Well, naturally for him, anyway."
"Okay," Kakashi took a deep breath. "Thank you, Hokage-sama."
"Do you have anything you wish to discuss?" Hiruzen asked. "Anyway I can offer assistance?"
"…any advice on how to handle this?" Kakashi asked with a sigh. "Teaching him tactics almost feels like I'm banging my head against the wall."
"If he's jumping into battles for the sole purpose of getting stronger, show him how thinking about his actions helps him achieve victory," Hiruzen replied. "Show him that strategy will get him what he wants, and he'll come around."
"Thank you Hokage-sama," Kakashi nodded. "I don't have anything else."
"Dismissed," The Hokage replied. "Good luck, Kakashi-san."
The Jounin left and Hiruzen took a deep breath. That…was surprising. Daisuke, for all his faults, was usually difficult to read. But something had changed and Hiruzen couldn't put a finger on what. His social graces hadn't, his appearance was unchanged from the henge…something was off.
Hiruzen sighed.
A pair of Anbu black-ops appeared in his office. "Hokage-sama, we've searched for Danzo throughout the village, but are unable to find him. He appears to have fled."
The Hokage took a deep breath. "Find him. Search the north and south roads. Send messenger hawks to each boarder outpost. He cannot be allowed to escape."
"Yes, Hokage."
"He cracked a numerical cipher in five minutes," Chōza shook his head in bewilderment, taking a sip of sake from the cup in his hand. "One made by a member of the Sannin, no less."
"Shimoda does that," Shikaku replied, taking a bite of his duck. "He takes the phrase 'the rules don't apply' to a whole new level."
"How classified are the details of his bloodline?" Inoichi asked, raising his eyebrow.
"They used to be an A-rank secret," Shikaku replied. "Then they went on their first C-rank and the level was bumped up to S-rank, just like their mission."
To celebrate the return of the Clan Heirs, the Akimichi had thrown a party in their compound. The good Akimichi food had been brought out. They had, of course extended invitations to each clan as a token of good will, as well as to each Shinobi involved in the rescue. The Hyuuga had arrived full of pomp, but they arrived. The Inuzuka, the Aburame…every clan was present.
Chōza greeted the Genin of Cells 9 and 13 personally, as well as their mentors. The Hokage couldn't make it, busy as he was dealing with the reconstruction efforts and if rumors were true, hunting down a traitor. The Village council was there. Each Genin that had been abducted was there, including Uzumaki, who was unknowingly under heavy guard by Anbu.
The only notable absence was Shimoda Daisuke himself.
Chōza was surprised to see a messenger hawk made of paper fly to him and deposit a message for him to read. Apparently, Daisuke was deeply uncomfortable around crowds and apologized for not attending…that he showed that level of foresight had actually stunned his Genin team.
The Patriarch of the Akimichi simply decided to throw a smaller, private party later in the week that the Genin would be comfortable attending. Far be it from him to be offended by the Genin who rescued his son and heir.
But that made it easier to talk about him to his good friends Shikaku and Inoichi, as they were doing.
"An S-rank as a Genin," Chōza shook his head in disbelief. "We haven't seen madness like that since Uchiha Itachi."
"And unlike him, Shimoda reads across the board as more loyal than he ever was," Inoichi added with a smile. "They day he became a Genin was a bright day for Konoha."
"Indeed it was," Chōza took another sip of Sake. "Shame he couldn't make it to the party."
It was after dark. Paper lanterns had strung up between the trees of the Akimichi's backyard, lighting up the tables filled with food and drinks…those of alcoholic nature were restricted to those of Chunin and above, per Chōza's ruling. People sat, people ate and people talked one with another. It was the ideal evening for the Akimichi.
"Yeah, your son seemed disappointed," Inoichi said. "My daughter too, but I think that's more cause for me to celebrate."
Shikaku and Chōza laughed heartily at that, Chōza slapping his knee and Shikaku rubbing his temple.
"Heaven forbid she gets a boyfriend at the tender age of 11," Chōza crowed. "You'll be beating them off with mind control before you know it!"
"The only thing that would be worse is if she took a look at all the boys that aren't Uchiha," Shikaku snarked. "She'd be bringing a new victim home every week."
"Oh ha ha," Inoichi frowned. "Just wait until you get daughters of your own. You'll be able to hear me laugh from Sand to Cloud."
"We kid, Inoichi! We kid," Chōza patted Inoichi on the shoulder. "Honestly, we're sure your daughter will make a fine kunoichi."
"Definitely," Shikaku nodded. "So, when did we want to start doing those joint training exercises?"
"I want to start in a couple of weeks," Chōza said with a nod. "After I've had the chance to really work with Chouji and get him accustomed to the higher standards."
"We've been very lax with our children," Shikaku frowned. "Too willing let the academy do our work for us. Too accepting of their flaws."
"We got complacent," Chōza nodded solemnly. "Our children were saved from the consequences but this is a wake-up call…we cannot leave them as they are."
"I'll drink to that," Inoichi said, raising his sake. "To the life and strength of our children."
"To the life and strength of our children," Chōza and Shikaku repeated, also raising their sake and taking sips.
"…so, going back to Shimoda," Chōza started. "Where's he going first? Encryption, R&D?"
"Ibiki is going to fight tooth and nail for exclusive rights to Daisuke's time," Inoichi chuckled to himself. "I know there's at least two ciphers they're still trying to break and then they'll want to make a few new codes themselves."
"He's already been helping somewhat with R&D," Shikaku explained. "Shikamaru said he's heard some of the Instructors talking about some new jutsu they're working into the curriculum."
"More e-ranks are good," Chōza nodded with a thoughtful frown. "More things to learn means more ideas that come later. Honestly, I've been wondering when someone would sit down and invent some new Academy jutsu to supplement the big three."
"I've been wondering the same, actually," Inoichi replied. "Probably because it would've taken weeks to do, and most would prefer to build their own skillset."
"True, true," Chōza said. "But now that's not necessarily a problem anymore."
All three looked up as they sensed someone approaching. Ino walked up to them. "Akimichi-san, Nara-san. Good to see you."
"Ino-chan," Chōza and Shikaku replied.
"What is it, Ino?" Inoichi asked.
"So, I just learned that Sasuke…and Sakura and Naruto are getting together with Cell 13 for training exercises," Ino explained brightly. "And I was wondering if…maybe I can join them in the future?"
Inoichi grunted. "We'll see. If you do well in your personal training, I'll consider letting you."
"Thank you, Dad!" Ino beamed, hugging her dad before scampering off.
"Cell 13's hosting some training exercises, huh?" Shikaku mused. "That…might be a useful tool in the future, if we could get them to help our kids."
Chōza grunted, raising a finger as he chewed a mouthful of rice, swallowing it before he responded. "Maybe, they can. But let's focus on helping our children now before we look for additional resources."
Ino, for her part, made it back to the area the other students had made for themselves while the adults talked and socialized around them. It was well lit, some of the Akimichi clansmen had strung up some other lanterns when the kids started to gather.
The person they had gathered too? Well, he was enjoying all the attention.
"So I didn't know what was going on," Naruto explained to the group, shrugging. He was actually wearing a kimono, which had surprised her – she didn't think he owned one. "I heard from the two idiots what happened, and how he was cut up from head to toe because of the rats…I almost jumped on them right there for what they did. Then Daisuke came home…looking perfectly fine."
"So that was your first exposure to 'Daisuke can't die', right?" Nichiren, one of Daisuke's teammates, asked.
"Yeah," Naruto shook his head. "I…didn't think too much about it until…well, the sewers."
There were mumbled agreements throughout the group.
"So what was your first exposure to 'Daisuke can't die'?" Shikamaru looked bored as usual. His head was resting in his hand, his elbow on his knee. "Was it that monster house?"
"You guys heard about that?" Hisako frowned.
"The whole village has heard about it," Ino piped in. "There was a huge investigation and everything…I heard it didn't turn up anything."
"So…yes, that was our first exposure," Hisako admitted.
"You've told us this story, right?" Tenten asked. "At the buffet?"
"Yosh, I remember!" Lee said with his ever-present smile. "It was a great story."
"Tell us!" Kiba said. "Tell us, tell us!"
Pretty soon, the whole circle of students was chanting to have the story told.
"Okay, okay," Hisako gestured for them to calm down. "We'll tell you."
Hisako launched into the story. She talked about being hired to clean a merchant's house and then being captured. She left out the Genjutsu everyone was put under, but she still got the effect she was after – everyone reacted at just the right time. Naruto actually got angry when he learned that Daisuke's eye had been gouged out and then he was rushed to the hospital.
"When I went to visit him in the hospital," Hisako wrapped up. "I was expecting a heavily bandaged cyclops to be my new teammate. Instead, he was perfectly healthy, reading a book and looking bored."
"Whoa," Chouji said, taking a break from religiously stuffing his face will food for the whole story.
"That is unkillable," Shikamaru nodded his head. "I heard he doesn't need to eat or sleep, either."
"Yeah right, Shikamaru," Ino said with irritation.
"Both are true," Naruto nodded.
"Yup," Nichiren agreed.
"What?" Sakura asked with utter confusion. "How?"
"I have no idea," Hisako replied with a sigh.
"The only thing we really know is that Daisuke refuses to make sense most of the time," Nichiren nodded.
"He's not that bad," Naruto argued with a frown. "It's not that hard to understand him, just take everything he says at face value. See, easy."
"Well okay, understanding him as a person is actually pretty easy," Hisako agreed with a nod. "It's more understanding how he can do what he does that's hard."
"My theory is that he's an anomaly from the summons world that got stuck in our world by accident," Nichiren nodded. Then he frowned. "Don't tell him I said that. Please?"
Both Naruto and Hisako were giving him death glares, which he nervously smiled about before looking away.
"So where do you think he gets his bloodline, Hisako?" Sakura asked.
"From his parents," Hisako replied, utterly deadpan.
"It doesn't matter," Naruto said with narrowed eyes. "He's here and he's awesome."
"No one's disputing that, Naruto," Ino said placatingly. "We're just really curious as to where it came from. It's a super-strong blood line that seemed to come from nowhere and things like that…don't really come from nowhere."
"Oh really?" Naruto asked with a frown. "Then where'd the Byakugan come from?"
"The Hyuuga clan has existed for generations, Naruto," Neji replied from his place behind Hinata.
"Okay, but how did it start?" Naruto asked with a frown. "How did the first Hyuuga get the Byakugan?"
Neji was quiet. Hinata also looked troubled, looking at the ground as she tried to think of the answer.
"Exactly," Naruto said, his arms folded. "So I don't see why we're making such a big deal about where Daisuke came from…he just is. And he's awesome."
"I like that answer," Hisako nodded with a satisfied smile.
"Well, the thing is," Nichiren said, pressing on the bridge of his glasses out of habit. "The Byakugan, well, it can see chakra, through walls. It's pretty awesome. Then there's the Sharingan, which our Sensei has."
Sasuke immediately became alert, sitting up straight and looking at Nichiren with a focus that might've unnerved him if he wasn't used to Daisuke's unblinking stares.
"That lets him copy and jutsu he sees," Nichiren continued. "He can track the movements of his opponents really well. That's another blood line. Then you get Daisuke."
Nichiren took a breath. "He doesn't need to eat, sleep or drink. He can sleep off any wound and keep going after getting hit with something that would be fatal to anyone else. He invents jutsu on the fly. He has perfect chakra control and is only getting more powerful from there…so yeah. I agree that Daisuke's awesome. But you got to wonder…where does power like that come from?"
Kakashi was drunk. He knew he was drunk. He was absolutely plastered from the party as he made his way home. He probably could've cleansed the alcohol from his system in an instant with a jutsu…one he picked up on a mission to Wave country, to be specific, but…he was just enjoying the buzz a little bit too much.
It was almost like his student had a death wish. The way he attacked problems was bad for his team and could get them killed…assuming his student didn't die tackling problems in his own unique way first.
"Sensei."
Kakashi almost jumped out of his skin, cleansing the alcohol from his blood immediately and giving a headache as a kunai was brought right to Daisuke's neck.
Daisuke sniffed and a disdainful look crossed his face…an almost invisible expression, but it was there. "You were drunk."
"Sorry, Daisuke-kun," Kakashi was only barely stopping himself from shaking as his head started to hurt. "I…yes. Yes, I was drunk."
"I know," He replied, his face almost completely blank, but there was a hint of anxiousness about him. "I apologize for startling you, but I had a request and I don't think it could've waited."
"What is it, Daisuke-kun?" Kakashi asked, now a little worried.
"I wanted to ask you to rescind the prohibition on my Super-henge," Daisuke asked, the toes in his boots clenching and unclenching.
Kakashi blinked and a cold feeling settled in the bottom of his stomach. "Why do you want me to do that?"
"Because as I'm sure you and everyone else has noticed, I didn't attend a large social gathering due to my lack of skills," Daisuke reported. His voice had an edge to it…it brought to mind the image of a small child timidly brandishing a knife to frighten away bullies. "I wasn't comfortable around crowds, especially not crowds filled with High-Ranking Clan Elders."
"But…but do you realize why I gave that order in the first place?" Kakashi asked.
"You think me self-brainwashing is bad," Daisuke explained, blinking slowly. "I can understand that. But...I didn't exactly explain all the details as to how it works for me."
"What details didn't you explain?" Kakashi's mind was calming down to mission mode…his student was seriously asking for something that, if the Hokage was right, could lead to suicide. He needed to stop this.
"The…jutsu," Daisuke gulped. He still wasn't going to be totally honest, then. "Works with my bloodline. It works by taking the part of me, the chakra part, that works with understanding and dealing with others and supercharges it. Increasing it the way my bloodline normally handles the increase of all my physical and mental capabilities. My bloodline just happens to adjust my brain chemistry like I said in my previous explanation."
"I thought you wanted to wait until your bloodline increased it naturally," Kakashi said evenly, trying to keep the edge out of his own voice.
Daisuke didn't notice the edge. "I did, but the fact that I've made quite a few friends and hurt the ones I've already made with my social idiocy has made me change my mind. I don't want to hurt my friends anymore."
And they don't want you to go even crazier, Kakashi thought sadly. "Well, Hisako and Nichiren have already learned how to get past your social problems…I'm sure the other academy students can do so as well."
"Sure, but that doesn't mean I want to take too long to understand them," Daisuke pressed, bouncing slightly on the balls of his feet. "Please. I…look, it's not like I'll even be applying the jutsu to myself. I have a seal on this amulet…"
He produced an amulet from his pocket. "It'll produce a similar effect, but not as strong…so it's not as weird as the last time."
"You sealed the super henge to that amulet," Kakashi repeated, eyeing it with apprehension.
"Yeah," He seemed a little relieved…he misunderstood Kakashi's look at the amulet. "So, all I need to do is put it on…if it becomes a problem I can take it off. See?"
Daisuke put the amulet on and the effect was instant. His skin had more color, his hopeful and anxious expression seemed more genuine and his eyes…his eyes seemed sharper and more focused. It was a large leap forward…not quite to the point where he was at the Nakamura's but clearly much better. Then he took it off and he went back to normal. "See, it can work. Right?"
Kakashi barely resisted the urge to grab the amulet and throw it as far away as he could. "Daisuke…no. No, it can't. My order stands."
Daisuke blinked, then his eyes narrowed and he started to frown. "Why not?"
"Because…because, frankly I can't trust you when you say something is harmless," Kakashi answered with a frown. "You have no sense of self-preservation, you put yourself in danger constantly and always get horrifically injured…you say something is harmless…I don't believe you. I can't believe you. I almost think you don't know what 'not harmful' even is."
Daisuke was quiet, his face as blank as it ever was. But his hands…his hands told the story. They were clenched up in fists so tight they looked like they were losing blood. "I'm already doing this for my physical strength, perception, endurance and my agility. I don't understand why Charisma is so different."
That…sounded almost rote, Kakashi thought with a deep frown beneath his mask. Like he's heard his statistics said that way for a long time…but I've never heard it that way before. Is that…part of the way his bloodline tells him his failures.
"But orders are orders," Daisuke sounded…bitter. "Sorry to bother you, Sensei."
"It's for your safety, Daisuke," Kakashi said, taking the amulet from him when his head was turned. "It really is…messing with your mind is dangerous."
Daisuke…tensed, his muscles getting ready to move to take that amulet back. Kakashi tensed for his student to attack, but the attack never came. Instead Daisuke simply glared. "Goodnight, Sensei."
He hopped the building and Kakashi took a deep breath as the tension that had been building throughout the conversation departed his body in a wave.
I need a shower, Kakashi thought as he made his way back to his apartment.
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