Log 03
Subject: Naruto Uzumaki
Today, we commenced with the cutting and reshaping of his muscles. The surgery proceeded smoothly, and we had finished up fairly quickly. Shizune asked me if we should get him prosthetics.
I don't know why I reacted the way I did. I almost can't remember how I reacted at all, thanks to four bottles of Ichiraku's Best. My office is a complete mess, and my desk is broken. I don't know what the hell happened and I don't want to know.
I tried to talk to Shizune and the rest of the staff, but they constantly flinched away. I could tell they were choosing their words carefully, like I'm volatile, a bomb that could go off at any moment
They aren't wrong. It still irritates me to no end, though.
Kami. These logs are starting to become less about Naruto and more about me. I'm forgetting a lot more, too. I swear I only had one, I have no idea why my office is absolutely filthy with these goddamn smokes.
That idiot Uzumaki will be the death of me, I know it.
One thing is for sure though.
Somehow, some way, I will ensure that Naruto becomes a shinobi. He deserves it.
I owe him a great debt. I will not leave it unpaid.
Naruto will become a shinobi, I swear it.
I swear it on my Ninja Way.
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No Rest for the Wicked
ActionTsunade is old, older than anyone can imagine, but in all her years she has never felt such desperation. With Uzumaki Naruto crippled and hospitalized, Tsunade is rushing to find a way to save him. How will this affect her and all of Konoha? Will th...
