Toshiros' Wounds -Open to Akatsuki Only-

With the help of one of Itachi's clones, he walked into the hospital of the Akatsuki, the effects of his power straining his muscles as he eagerly tried to keep them from snapping, only making them worse as he held onto his chakra, trying desperately to get to the hospital before they snapped, the chakra around him, from earlier begins to fade, his vision doing the same. His balance began to sway lightly, his chakra being drained from him in an instant, "Wh-whats' happening?!" he said, trying to keep his consciousness as long as he could.

" Its a reaction of using so much chakra. That last technique using the Radicals and Air Current present freely moving around the atmosphere was more than what your body is trained to handle. The tendons holding your muscles together were torn apart because of excess Anaerobic respiration in your body which lead to the creation of more Lactic acid than what your body could dispose, leading it to become Tanic acid, as it combined with some of the Radicals." The clone was definately Itachi's seeing the analysis it came to by just looking at Toshiro. " Simply put, your body was torn apart by an acid created inside you. Now that i have explained it to you, im ust go as my real self cannot fight and manupilate me from such a distance simoultaneously " saying this, the Itachi clone put Toshi on the bed and was gone.

He laid on the bed, his vision blurring a bit at a time, looking to the ceiling above him, 'Maybe i should of used something other than the gates...' he began to think, then tilting his head to look at the wall to the side of the room, thinking of what he had accomplished, his vision blurring out to darkness, losing his consciousness. Soon after, the chakra restraining his muscle tissue began to break down, his chakra system slowing down to a point where he could only just survive long enough in his unconscious state of mind.

A few hours later, he awakens from his unconsciousness, his muscles at the lowest possible state they could be in, but he thought to himself, 'i have to get that bijuu, and help with the war, but...' he stopped for a moment, remembering the high detail of the aftermath, closing his eyes in fear, then opening them, sitting up on the bed, 'i have no choice on this matter...' he finished thinking, standing up as much as his muscles could bear, then falling onto the bed behind him, 'Arg...i can't even get out of this bed without having some paiin, damn...' he thought to himself, just looking up at the ceiling, feeling there is nothing he can do to help with the goal now.

'I guess there's nothing i can do except rest for now...' he thought to himself, moving himself to a comforting point on the bed, just looking up at the ceiling, hoping that he would be able to live out his purpose, to the very end. Closing his eyes, slowly fading out his consciousness, he thought to himself, 'I wonder if there's still something i can do...', drifting off to unconsciousness, tilting his head to the side, his chakra fading out to a simple strand in his chakra network, just barely keeping there.

He awakened a bit after he fell asleep, sitting up on the bed, "I need to help!" he said, attempting to stand up, but can't, as he falls back onto the bed. 'I'm useless! Arg!' he thought to himself, 'I can't even stand up!' he continued to think, 'With all this pain, I'm lucky to even get out of bed for at least a week...' he sighed, just laying back on the bed. "No!" he shouts, a small formation of chakra building within his chakra network, on his mood, "I have to help! No matter what!!" he said, standing up with great pain sweeping through him, flinching some at the mark, but vanishing from sight to the War in the cloud village.