Bearing Scars of Battle

Aqua lay on the medical bed in the dimly lit medical office, his shirt removed to reveal numerous battle scars that marred his once flawless skin. The deep wound in his shoulder was being treated, and the room was filled with the antiseptic scent of the medical supplies.

As the medical personnel worked on him, Kota and the others, including Ai and Akane, entered the room. Their eyes fell upon Aqua's battle-worn body, and they couldn't help but feel a deep sense of worry and sadness for him. Seeing the scars etched into his flesh was a stark reminder of the horrors he had faced.

Tears welled up in Ai and Akane's eyes as they looked at Aqua. His transformation into a cold and heartless warrior weighed heavily on their hearts. They longed to see the warm and caring Aqua they had known before all of this madness.

Akane, her voice quivering with concern, spoke up, "Aqua, please. You've done more than enough. Look at what this war has turned you into. You're becoming just like your father, Naruto. We're worried about you."

Aqua turned his gaze toward them, his eyes reflecting a weariness that had settled deep within his soul. His voice, though cold and detached, still carried a hint of determination, "Not enough... not until this madness ends. I can't stop now. I won't stop until Umbrella Corporation is eradicated, and this nightmare is over."

The room fell into a heavy silence, the weight of their shared burden pressing down on them. They knew that Aqua was driven by a relentless need to put an end to the zombie madness, but they also feared that this pursuit would cost him everything that made him human.

Then

Naruto's sudden appearance in the medical office stunned everyone, and they couldn't help but notice the countless battle scars that adorned his body, telling the tale of a life filled with strife and conflict. His presence in the room brought a heavy atmosphere, and Ai couldn't hide her anguish at the sight of him.

Tears welled up in Ai's eyes once more as she spoke, her voice trembling, "Naruto, please, come back. We regret everything, and we're so sorry for what happened. I've missed you so much."

But Naruto remained cold and distant, his response void of any warmth or compassion, "Ms. Hoshino, how many times have I told you? You're none of my concern. The lives of an idol and a soldier are vastly different. I should have realized that sooner."

He then shifted his gaze to Kota, Izumi, and Shorta, who were in need of medical attention. His tone was stern and commanding as he instructed them, "Sit on the table and get your treatment."

Finally, he turned back to Ai and the other girls with an unwavering expression, "Civilians are not allowed here. This is a military base, not an idol concert. In two hours, you'll all be sent back to your homes."

The room remained silent, the tension palpable, as they grappled with Naruto's cold demeanor and the realization that the gap between them had grown insurmountably wide.

Naruto took a seat beside his son, Aqua, in the medical office as they both received treatment. Aqua thanked the doctor for stitching up his shoulder and assured him that he could handle the rest of his injuries on his own. 

The girls, Ai, Ruby, Akane, Kana, and Shikimori, watched in astonishment as father and son proceeded to stitch up their wounds themselves. The sight of the two warriors tending to their injuries with practiced ease sent shivers down their spines. It was a stark reminder of the harsh reality of the lives they led.

Aqua moved on to his student, Izumi, and began stitching up the wounds on his back. Izumi was like a younger brother to Aqua, and the girls could sense the deep bond between them. Aqua spoke to Izumi with a mixture of concern and wisdom, "You're still too young, Izumi, and you have great potential. But I also want you to enjoy your life."

Izumi, curious, asked his sensei, "What about you, sensei?"

Aqua's gaze drifted towards his mother, Ai, his big sister, Ruby, and the girl he cared for, Akane. He then turned his attention back to Izumi's wound and replied with a heavy sigh, "It's too late for me. I've forgotten what it's like to be happy."

The girls couldn't help but feel a deep sadness as they watched this exchange, realizing the profound impact that a life filled with conflict had on those who led it.