Quote:"Alright, Kotoya. Let's do some punching bag first. But in order to connect this exercise to the new jutsu you'll be learning today, we're going to add a little twist. I'll be using a kunai, and not just my fists."*Shousen Jutsu [Mystical Hand Technique]
C-Ranked Ninjutsu
Shousen Jutsu is a Ninjutsu technique utilized by medical ninja. This technique allows the ninja to heal wounds by focusing their own chakra to their hands. If the ninja is highly skilled, they are able to heal more critical injuries. Highly skilled medical-Nins such as Tsunade can use their techniques to perform surgeries that otherwise would not be possible.
Koto gulped. Punching Bag, as aptly named as it is, is an exercise in which Koto and his mother would spar using only taijutsu. There's one catch though; Koto can't make any offensive moves. None. He is only able to block attacks his mother throws at him, something at which he usually failed. Afterwards he'd have to use the massage technique to ease his bruises. The exercise improved his stamina, his taijutsu, and his Iijutsu. The inclusion of the kunai only made him fear it more.
"Here, take this." said Koto's mother, handing the boy a metal rod about the length of a kunai. He was to use this to parry her attacks.
Oh god.
Koto prepared for what would probably be the most painful moments of his life.
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Kotoya was a bloody pulp. Or something that might have resembled a bloody pulp before it was stabbed a bunch more. When Koto's mother pocketed her kunai, he mentally rejoiced as he had not the capability to do so physically.
"Alright then. This is probably one of the most important medical jutsu you'll ever learn. The Mystical Hand technique. I'll demonstrate, and then you have to take it from there."
She bent down over Koto's body and made a few hand signs before placing both hands on a wound going down his left arm. Moments later a green aura surrounded her hands and the once gaping wound shrunk rapidly until it was no more.
"The effect is much like the skin generation technique, but this time you're focusing your chakra into your hands, not the skin. Though you may not be the best at taijutsu, if there's one thing I know you have, it's chakra control. This jutsu should be a cakewalk for you once you get the hang of it. Now try it by yourself. I've got work to do, so I'll be back later tonight."
Kotoya's mother then left the boy in a bloody heap in the back yard as she walked down to her office.
Koto had been lucky enough to spare his right arm from any attacks, and now that his left arm was functioning, he could make hand signs.
Ox, tiger, snake, rat, horse.
He then placed his hands on a wound on his leg as his mother had done, and manipulated his chakra to his hands. The green aura returned, and slowly, but surely, the wound shrank until it was no more. Nowhere near as fast as his mother, but hey, progress is progress.
"Feh. You think you'll get somewhere with a low quality jutsu? If you'd been operating, the patient would've died before you could close the wound."
Koto turned to see that his mother hadn't really left at all. On the other hand, it did seem odd that she would go down to work on a Saturday. Koto groaned. Sometimes he really hated asking for help from those he despised, and his mother topped the charts in that category.
"How did you get it to work that fast?" he inquired, remembering the speed at which his wound had been healed beforehand.
"I said you had good chakra control. But I never said you were using your chakra correctly. The goal isn't to force your chakra to do what it needs to do. You're just obstructing it's flow that way. You have to be able to channel your chakra in a natural manner. Relax. A hurried jutsu will be much less effective than one that you've prepared. Try again, and this time, suck less. But seriously, think about what I said."
His mother gave sound advice, though he wouldn't admit it. He decided to try again, making the hand signs once more and placing his hands on a wound on his chest. He laid back for a moment, closing his eyes. Then it sort of just... happened. The green aura returned, brighter than before, and his wound healed at a much faster rate, though still much slower than his mother's.
"I'll let that pass for now, seeing as how it's your first time with the jutsu. I want to see improvement though. That'll be it for today. Come inside and we'll get you patched up."
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Later than night Kotoya found himself in the living room knitting his mother a new sweater. He despised knitting. It made his fingers sore and one messy stitch could forsake hours of work.
"God damn it!" yelled Koto as he pricked his finger on the needle. His mother gave him a dirty look; she disliked obsceneties. She then noticed the difficulty he was having with said sweater and sat down beside him on the couch.
"Wow, you really are clumsy. Just use our family jutsu any time you're feeling especiallly inept. You remember how, right?" she asked. Koto nodded. Medical Precision. His neck tingled just thinking about it.
Tiger, Ram, Snake.
Koto's entire body tensed up. His vision changed; everything but the sweater became blurry, yet it was if he was looking at the stitches through a magnifying glass. He started to knit again, much faster and neater this time. Every row of stitches was perfect.
Until the jutsu wore off, of course. He felt a bit dizzy afterwards, but his mother was impressed.
"That technique can also help you concentrate more when you use your Mystical Hand jutsu. Here, you can try it out..." she added, taking one of the knitting needles from his hand and stabbing it into his thigh, and then proceeding to yank it out roughly shortly after. The boy screamed in agony, glaring at his mother as he painstakingly made hand signs afterwards.
Tiger, ram, snake.
He tensed up. His vision blurred.
Ox, tiger, snake, rat, horse.
He placed a single palm on the puncture wound, and took a deep breath. The green aura returned, once again brighter than before. Seconds later, it was as if the wound had never existed. He disabled the precision jutsu, letting out a relieved sigh.
"Getting better. Always room for improvement, Kotoya."
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