Covering himself with an umbrella under the intense heat of the sun, Neji continues to sit on the rock, leisurely putting his feet down the water, feeling the coolness.
The blue ocean waves its welcome by splashing itself gently around those white smooth skin feet. Repeated slow rolling and crashing with resonance, sending fresh breezes to shove away the boiling warmth from the glowing finely sand behind his back.
Neji just sits still, letting his mind wander on the beautiful blueness of the sea and the constant beating sounds of the waves while resting his body against the sensations. The red umbrella hovering over the slender body. He lets out a soft sigh.
Time has run over quite quickly. He has stayed in the Marines for 4 years, meeting a lot of people and learning many things about this world.
Reading has become a thing for him. Eager to know about this foreign place, he had finished all the books in the library.
He also has somehow developed haki too. All 2 types thanks to Garp. That man had ruthlessly thrown Neji to as many battles as possible with the pirates, beating him down during practices just to drag haki out of him. He's lucky that he can use chakra to fix himself before Garp turned him into a drag doll. That man is the definition of monster.
Despite all the brutal actions of his superior, the young marine officer has to admit that they are effective. During the 4 years time skip, Neji has perfect control over chakra and his 2 other powers, Observation and Armament haki.
There is something else that changes too. The suspicious status of his has been removed, proven by the lack of spies hiding in the shadow when he checked using his haki. Seeing himself becoming a Captain straight after the new recruit battle must have made many others jealous of his luck or skills. But only he knows.
For the last 4 years, he had been constantly under supervision from the higher ups, trying to find a flaw in his existence, the clue to his memories, a lead to his origin. Kinda feel bad for them though because after all that time, the only thing that Neji himself has is his name, the job, and the dreams.
There were even some setups and tests to gather information about his fighting technique and experiences, yet, at the end, everything is zero. The cautious suspicion about him being a spy from the Revolutionary Army began to subside and finally disappear today. Still, he can see from the look that the Fleet Admiral Kong always gave him whenever he made the report. The man doesn't let go of him yet. He is still watching, waiting for Neji's harsh move in the future and catching him red handed.
He can't really blame the superior though. He himself can hardly put his faith in an amnesiac man picked up by the sea with his weird fighting techniques and eyes with abilities that have never been seen before. Moreover, regarding Kong's position, this is his job and responsibilities.
Neji sighs again and stands up, ignoring the small beads of sweat forming on his neck, letting them roll down, smothering over the skin and disappearing into the edges of the white shirt. His eyes gaze at the waving sea.
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"Are you certain about this?" Kong has known that the youngest Captain in the history of the Marine is welcome by many, but to even have Sengoku, his best protégé, support him like this is another problem.
"Yes. I believe that he has already proven himself to be loyal and dedicated to the goal of our force. For the past 4 years, the amount of missions that he had done is twice as many as others, even breaking the record of Zephyr himself. Not to mention his popularity and personality. Having him in such a position will encourage more people to join the Marine Corps."
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Our strands of Memories (One Piece Naruto Crossover)
FanfictionThe dying genius of the Hyuuga clan is being transported to a new world. Being a new person with a new life yet the same past, what will he do? Following the shade of blue and the dazzling yellow, he will have to make his own decisions. Meeting t...