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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jun 11, 2015 12:08:29 GMT -6
"Down Time: A Chat Between Friends": It was Monday the first day of the week and a couple of days since Aizen was captured then removed from Kisuke's care as Gary, by the God Alister and returned to Soul Society as Aizen, also by Alister, and placed as their captive. Hopeful it was finally over and Central would do away with the man quickly, and truly end this hell.
As Kita sat at the front desk in the clinic. It had been a long slow day. Which in their eyes was good, but not so good for making the day go by as quickly as they would like. Finally finishing the entries of files on the patients they saw for the day, Kita picked up the files and proceeded to file them away in their proper places. As she was doing so she heard the door to the patient's room open and silently close. She turned to see Mrs. Hondo walk from the back room.
She was the cutest little old lady, her hair a bluish silver, her eyes still a bright lavender and a smile that would brighten up any room no matter how glum. "All done, Mrs. Hondo?"She nodded her head and smiled at Kita. "Dr. Kurosaki said I was a healthier than when I came in last time." Kita giggled softly, "I am sure. Last time you came in you were sick.""Well than, that's a good thing, right?" Mrs. Hondo chuckled as she handed Kita her file. Kita quickly thumbed though what Isshin has written in the file and looked to Mrs. Hondo. "Well, it looks like we are all done then. Dr. Kurosaki does not need to see you again and your insurance will take care of the visit.""Good, good," Mrs. Hondo replied she turned and slowly made her away to the door. "You take care now and no more getting sick." Kita called after her. "I will try, Sweetie. You take care of yourself as well." Mrs. Hondo told her as she exited the clinic. Kita smiled brightly and sat back down at her desk entering a the little bit of information into the computer then closed the file as she did Isshin walked from the back. Lumbering over he took a set on the corner of the desk and smiled at her.
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Post by Isshin Kurosaki on Jun 11, 2015 12:30:29 GMT -6
"Bored yet?" Isshin asked her.
Kita giggled and turned in her chair, looking at him. "I am used to the down time here. Plus its rather nice. I can get some cleaning done that I can't when we are busy."
"Well I have a proposal for you." Isshin told her, Kita titled her head looking on at him waiting to hear what he had to say. Isshin chuckled softly, "don't worry. It's not bad, or well-- Ichimaru might think it is."
Kita blinked a few times in confusion, "Ok. Do I want to hear this?"
"Maybe," Isshin chuckled again and patted her shoulder. "No really. It's all good. I wanted to start taking you with me on the house calls."
"Really? Why?" Kita asked.
"Your healing powers are amazing Kita. I could have really used you when I was called out for a knife wound the other day. I could not get the bleeding to stop for nothing."
"Wouldn't that look kind of odd if I were to heal these people? And cheating?" Kita asked him with a tilt of head and raised brow.
"Well, I don't want you to heal them completely." Isshin smiled widely, "just help out if it is needed, but I don't want to have to waste time waiting for you to get there either. So taking you with me on the calls would work out better." Isshin explained.
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jun 11, 2015 13:05:21 GMT -6
"I understand that fact. In some cases time is not always on our side." Kita agreed with him. "I guess it will be alright. When do you want me to take up this role?"
Isshin looked at her slightly shocked, "you might want to talk to Ichimaru about this first, right? He might not be to happy with me calling and waking you both in the middle of the night."
"It's my job. He is not going to mind. Not only that he will not have to worry about you waking him except maybe once in awhile." Kita explained.
Isshin cocked his head and looked at her confused. "Hm, Kita?" He started. "I don't mean to be personal, but don't you and Ichimaru share a bed?"
Kita giggled, "define the phrase 'share a bed'?"
Isshin chuckled combing his fingers through his hair. "You know what I mean, Kita."
Giggling softly Kita shook her head. "We do at times, but not all the time. I have my room and Gin has his."
Isshin gave a 'I don't think so' huff and gaze at her. "You need to make an honest man of him and get a place of your own. You two have a family now."
Kita smiled warmly and pat Isshin's leg closest to her. "We have a place of your own. Well I do. I just was not sure if I was ready to move into it, especially alone. As for making Gin an honest man..." Kita paused in thought shaking her head. "I don't think Gin is the marrying type."
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Post by Isshin Kurosaki on Jun 11, 2015 13:24:17 GMT -6
Isshin chuckled loudly, "no man is the marrying type, Sweetie. He has to be shown the joys of the union before he will take that step. And are you sure about that fact?" Kita looked over to him from the filing cabinet.
"Have you asked him?" Isshin boldly stated.
"Ask him?! It's the mans job to ask the woman. Not the woman's place." Kita rattled off.
"Wake up and smell the sake, Sweetie. It's the twenty-first century. The women ask all the time now." Isshin enlightened her.
Kita shook her head and sat back down. "It's not just him." She cast her eyes to her lap. "I don't think I am ready to marry."
"WHAT!? Kita you're almost thirty." Isshin brought to her attention.
"Thanks for the update, Isshin. I think I know that." She shook her head again. "And it is not that. Its the whole fact that I will grow old and die and he will remain... well... he won't age the same as me."
Isshin lifted her head and looked into her eyes. "If he truly loves you he won't care."
"But I do," Kita said her tone sad.
Isshin sighed shaking his head as he saw tears pool in her eyes. He gently lifted her from the chair and tugged her into a hug. "That really bothers you don't it?"
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jun 11, 2015 13:37:10 GMT -6
Kita returned his hug pulling back slightly as she dried her tears. "I try not to let it, but yes at time, when I am looking in the mirror. I can see my growing older and Gin never changes. Hell I am almost as old as he looks. It started off he was the cradle robber. Soon its going to look like I am the cradle robber."
Isshin laughed long and hard at her statement as he rubbed the back of his neck. Kita then hitting him with the back of her hand in the center of his chest. "It's not funny and in time it will look like he is with his grandma."
Isshin started laughing again. "You are something else. You know that? Don't sweat the small stuff Kita. Age is nothing to a soul reaper."
"A Soul Reaper yeah, but I am NOT a Soul Reaper. I am human and in time I am going to grow old and..." Kita stopped abruptly lowing her head as she looked away.
Isshin grew silent as he lifted his hand resting it to her shoulder. "Are you afraid of death, Kita? After everything you have learned about it from the soul reapers?"
Kita shook her head then it started to slowly nod. "I am, but I am not. If that makes sense."
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Post by Isshin Kurosaki on Jun 11, 2015 14:02:59 GMT -6
Isshin tugged her back into the hug as he pet her hair going down her back. "It's normal to be afraid of death, Kita."
"Its not so much being afraid of death, Isshin. It's I don't want Gin to feel trapped. If he is married to me its a bond. A promise." She pulled back from the hug. "And you know Gin does not go back on his word." She shook her head. "I don't want him to regret being with me. If he wants to go he can go. I am not holding him to anything."
Chuckling softly Isshin pulled her into the hug again. "And you would be happy with him just walking away?"
"Of course not, but I am not going to hold him somewhere he does not want to be. That makes both people miserable. When I grow old if he wants to return back to Rangiku or be with someone else even. Someone..." she paused.
"Younger? A soul reaper?" Isshin finished her sentence.
"Yeah... whatever. I don't want to be the one that he remembers as 'the one that trapped him'." Kita explained.
Isshin pushed her slightly back and looked into her eyes. "He would be a fool to walk away from you. Now or ever."
Kita shook her head. "I am a pain in the ass and he will vouch for that."
"Maybe," Isshin chuckled. "But every woman in a mans life, is a pain in the ass to hear us men tell it. That don't make us love them any less." He looked into her eyes still smiling as he kissed her forehead. "I want you to talk to Ichimaru about this new position I offered you. There maybe days he won't see you all day. Talk to him. See what he thinks. If he don't mind I would like to have you at my side for the out of office visits."
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Post by Kita Miyamoto on Jun 11, 2015 14:10:34 GMT -6
Kita nodded as the door to the clinic opened and the two parted from the hug, Kita wiping her tears as she sat back to her chair. "I will talk to him tonight and see what he says. I will tell you tomorrow."
Isshin patted her shoulder and nodded in return. "I hope I get good news." He then looked to the new comer in the office with a huge smile across his face.
"Hello," Kita replied, "you must be are two o'clock, Mr. Pennyworth?"
When the gentlemen nodded Isshin jumped in introducing himself. Kita handed him the new folder and Isshin lead him to the back of his appointment. She watched as the two disappeared from the front. Slowly she turned in her chair facing her desk again shaking her head. "I don't know which one is more like a father to me these days. Kisuke or Isshin." She giggled softly and went back to her work at hand.
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Post by Isshin Kurosaki on Jul 7, 2015 12:50:12 GMT -6
"The Delivery":Being without Kita at the front desk, Isshin was there alone at the clinic. He had felt the same thing she had but he knew she was capable of handling it alone. So he stayed behind to tend to his patients. Though, he did not expect her to be gone this long. He figured the worst had happened. Shaking his head of the thought he went back to taking care of the gentlemen sitting on the exam table. Twenty minutes later he was finished and they both were walking toward the front of the office. As Isshin opened the door to the waiting room the front door chimed with someone entering. Isshin looked the way of the door. “About time you’re getting back here.” When Isshin saw it was not Kita he frowned slightly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Where is she? It’s been almost an hour.” He thought to himself. Isshin quickly set up the next appointment for his client wishing him a good day then turned his attention to the young man that enter moments before. Isshin just realized he was carrying a vase of flowers. “For me?” Isshin ask chuckling softly. The delivery boy chuckled with him.
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Post by Delivery Boy on Jul 7, 2015 12:52:08 GMT -6
Looking at the piece of paper in his hand as he laughed he replied. “Not unless your name is Kita Miyamoto.”
“Kita?” Isshin replied stepping toward the young man.
“That’s what this says.” the boy handed Isshin the piece of paper with the clinic address and Kita’s name for the person to deliver it to.
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Post by Isshin Kurosaki on Jul 7, 2015 12:54:14 GMT -6
Isshin shook his head and took the beautiful vase of purple roses and white calla lilies from him. “Well she is not here right now. She had to run home for an emergency.” Isshin looked away from the flowers to the boy. “I can take them, right?”
The boy nodded, “sure. The guy said she might not be here to receive them.”
Isshin looked at the boy with a confused look. “The guy? What did he look like?”
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Post by Delivery Boy on Jul 7, 2015 12:56:19 GMT -6
The boy tilted his head, his hand going to his chin. “He was tall. Average build, brown hair. He was wearing a white suit jacket with a black button up shirt.” The boy paused for a minute in thought.
“What color was his eyes?” Isshin ask him.
“OH! He was wearing a white fedora.” He shook his head. "I could not see his eyes, but his voice was subtle. Though, it had a force to it that was kinda creepy.”
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Post by Isshin Kurosaki on Jul 7, 2015 12:57:38 GMT -6
Isshin looked to flowers with a confusing look as he reached into his pocket and gave the boy a tip. He smiled and bowed to Isshin with a quickly thank you and darted from the room.
Once he was gone Isshin made his way toward the counter and set the vase to the corner as he still looked at them. He then started looked for a card thinking, maybe, he would get lucky there, in figuring out who this mystery man was. As he looked through the flowers carefully, the door chimed as someone entered the office. Isshin turned quickly to see who it was that entered.
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jul 7, 2015 15:22:01 GMT -6
Gin entered the shop, scratching his head, more at ease after glimpsing his son and Kenji. But as he looked up, his calm vanished, replaced by unease again. He knew he didn’t send those flowers. His eyes flashed, though he leaned against the wall and smirked.
“Kita is going to be a little late coming back, Old Man Kurosaki," he stated plainly, "because V-man was injured." He tilted his head. "Who's the lucky one who gets your flowers?"
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Post by Isshin Kurosaki on Jul 7, 2015 16:17:16 GMT -6
Isshin turned back looking at the flowers as he scratched the back of his head. "They're for Kita, but they're not from me. I was trying to find out who they were from when you came in." He looked back to Gin.
"The kid that dropped them off told me a little about what the guy looked like, but he doesn't sound like anyone I have seen around here or with Kita." Isshin looked back to the flowers as he rubbed his chin. "This is a rather odd arrangement, too. I have never seen purple roses with white calla lilies... It's beautiful, but nothing like you normally see." He looked back to Gin. "They're her favorite, right?"
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Post by Gin Ichimaru on Jul 7, 2015 16:45:25 GMT -6
Gin’s mood soured further, nodding. “That’s not something just anyone would know. And I know they’re not from Sojiro.” He stood up and walked over towards the vase. “If they’re from Kenji or Kisuke, or even the Brat, I’ll know the writing.” Reaching into the vase as well, his eyes narrowed, irritation growing. He didn’t know Vacanze’s handwriting. Finally finding a slip of laminated paper just out of the water, he tugged it out. Stared. Blinked. And then snarled. His reiatsu sky-rocketed and he acted, slamming the vase into the wall opposite the desk, spilling water and the flowers. He glared as people emerged, growling deep in his throat. "HEY!" Isshin snapped. "What's the big deal?" He grabbed the tall reaper's arm. "You're scaring my employees..." Gin turned on him, azure eyes vibrant and whirling with power. "Liarssss," he hissed. He vanished from the clinic, dropping the card. - Hurry home soon, Kitten. You’ve been missed. -A -
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