𝕬𝖘𝖞𝖑𝖚𝖒 ; ɴɪɴᴊᴀɢᴏ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛ.

S2, 1 | nothings new | 1

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➥ Warning: Angst
➥ Pov: 3rd pov + 1st

One month prior, the final straw, Kai, his face etched with concern, crossed his hands over his chest, his stance reflective of his determination to address the matter at hand. "We have to do something," he stated with a sense of urgency. It had been months since the tragedy that befell Y/N, in which he was the last remaining member of his family.

Jay, his heart heavy with worry, nodded in agreement, his frown indicative of his concern. "If anything, he's gotten worse," he replied, his words filled with a sense of responsibility and a desire to alleviate Y/N's suffering.

The Ninja, stood vigil outside Y/N's residence. They had been there for the past thirty minutes, their repeated knocks on the door going unanswered. Anxiety and concern etched their faces, the weight of their worries palpable.

Nya, her heart heavy with concern, voiced her apprehensions to her fellow Ninja. "What do you reckon we do?" she asked, her tone laden with frustration. "He won't even open the door anymore."

Zane, his face etched with concern, stepped forward with a suggestion. "I suggest he gets the proper help he needs," he stated, his tone earnest and filled with a desire to assist Y/N. "Suggesting an mental institution."

Cole, his response immediate, expressed his reservations, his voice rising in an impassioned plea. "Woah woah woah!" he shouted, his words filled with the weight of their shared experiences. "Golly, after what we went through, I'm not trusting him in the hands of any fucking institution."

Lloyd, his heart heavy with the knowledge of Y/N's current state, offered his own perspective. "I think he needs it," he responded emphatically. "He's lost himself."

Kai, his voice rising in agreement with Cole, refuted the suggestion of institutional help. "No- Cole's right," he shouted, his tone filled with conviction. "After what we went through, how could we possibly do that to him?"

Nya, her mind racing with alternatives, posed a query to her fellow Ninja. "Okay, what if we made our own mental institution for him?" she questioned.

Jay, intrigued by Nya's proposition, sought clarification. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"I mean, we could be the doctors," Nya suggested, her tone earnest and filled with a desire to help. "We'll watch him, taking turns."

Her proposal continued, her enthusiasm apparent. "We have the money," she reasoned, the fruits of their success as Ninja again giving them the resources to pursue such an endeavor. "We could build an entire mental institution for him."

Lloyd, his brow furrowed in contemplation, offered a counterpoint. "That's a bit much, don't you think?" he questioned, his words reflecting a concern for practicality. "Building him an entire mental institute."

Kai, voiced his support for the idea. "No, I think we should do it," he stated decisively. "I'll do anything that'll make him more comfortable."

Cole, his voice filled with support, weighed in on the discussion. "I say it's worth a shot," he declared, his confidence in the potential success of the plan palpable.

Zane, his tone reflective of the gravity of the situation, brought up a valid concern. "One thing," he stated. "No one here has been a doctor besides me."

Not to be deterred, Jay, his enthusiasm undiminished, responded with a sense of readiness. "Okay, then teach us!" he exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air in a gesture of eagerness to learn.

Zane, still acknowledging the complexity of the situation, sighed in response. "It's not that simple."

Undaunted, Kai injected further enthusiasm into the discussion. "Come on!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with determination. "Just teach us. We are great learners!"