two uzumaki's visit hospital

Yason ran towards the hospital and quickly told a nurse that they needed immediate attention. the nurse called for several doctors and they went inside a surgery room with Yason and the person. after a few hours. Yason awoke at a bed with a stitched up chest. Yason turned his head and saw the unconscious person laying there on the bed. Yason smiled as he thought the person fought admirably.

Soon woke up, finding that his body felt overflowing with one thing, chakra. He automatically assumed that one of the nurses in this hospital had managed to unseal the Gogyou Fuuin. It was an asshole move, but an impressive one. Menma realized that he turned out not to be the only genius.

"so. how do you feel? still feel sore about losing?" Yason asked his roommate. Yason still felt the stinging pain on his chest. "man, this kid did a number on me." Yason thought. Yason turned in his bed and looked at the dull white ceiling. "sigh... i'm starting to hate hospitals..." Yason thought.

"I'm not a sore loser, losing is just another chance to get better." Menma looked up at the ceiling and grinned in a happiness. He rose his right arm, which despite numb, he could still use. He balled his fist up and chuckled abit, remembering the fight. So...basically, he used my ninja equipment, his ninjato included to try beating Yason. A kunai of his slashed through Yason's chakra chains, the kekkai genkai of our clan.

"If I haven't told you already, my name is Menma, Menma Uzumaki...like the ramen ingredient." Menma smiled sincerely without looking at Yason. He opened and closed his fist over and over, and slowly the numbness was going away, Anyways, Menma ran forward and attempted to slash him, Yason ended up backfiring his own speed and running into the blood, sustaining intense damage. But, Yason managed to bind Menma in chakra chains and Gogyou Fuuin him.

All in all, Menma believed that neither of them won, judging by the damage they both took.

Jason smiled at menma. "that was a nice fight, indeed. also. i think you're right that none of us won. though technically i did, since i was the last one standing." Jason grinned and looked at menma. "also, nice name. i like it." Jason looked at menma with a big grin, showing his teeth. he could see a great friendship with his fellow clansman.

"Mm, But I still slashed you across the chest at the last second, if this battle were judged by who did the most damage, I would've won." Menma said with a confident look to his face. He sighed and leaned back onto the double fluffy bright white pillows, conditioning himself deeper into the bed and then turning away from Yason, sooner or later falling asleep.