Getting to know eachother (Hayato Takeda/p)

Hayato sat this day in his office in the hospital run by the fourth division, well office was a bit of a stretch in all reality. The area seemed more like a supply closet that they had converted into an office at the last moment. It was small and barely enough room for a desk, two chairs, and a filing cabinet. If there was any positive to it, it was that there was a window that looked out over the grounds from where he was. If it wasn’t for that window Hayato thought he might go crazy somedays stuck in the little room as he meticulously worked through paperwork from the day, approvals for medical requests, his own patients diagnosises and various other information that needed signed off.

Hayato couldn’t help but to think that this must be what it was like for some of the captains and their vice captains, most likely the vice captains, on a daily routine. Paperwork to the extreme, it got to be so boring. Hayato himself often pushed off the paperwork favoring more to go do clinical hours, helping out feeling like something what actually being accomplished. However, this was one of his responsibilities now and he could only push it off for so long, there were deadlines after all.

God…this is so boring….

A voice would chime into his head, none other than his own spirit. She was not too keen on the paperwork as well. She was more apt for training, making sure Hayato’s skills didn’t get rusty, though secretly even more so she enjoyed battles and sparring.

Yes…I know, Yokubō o una~tsu. I’ve put all this off for far too long already though. If I wait any longer I’m sure to get in trouble.

Hayato let out a sigh as he signed his name on another document. Monotonous and never ending it seemed, even though the paperwork in front of him had a clear end, even if it was deeper than normal in the stacks.

Responsibilities…shouldn’t you be worried about saving lives? Protecting others? Stopping hollow? Not signing your name over and over again?

Yes. You’re right, but the hospital is slow today, the rest of the people have it covered. Unohana-senpai won’t be happy if I just up and don’t do this work without an excuse. You know that as well as I do.

Yeah…sure….tell me when you want to actually do something outside this cramped space.

She was certainly a fickle spirit, but she was there when he needed her most and that being said Hayato couldn’t complain or argue too much on her points. She was after all often times right in her assessments of situations.

Hayato looked up from his paperwork as he felt the presence of someone enter into his office. It was a familiar face, one he had seen around the division quite a bit, especially when he needed supplies and in a hospital that was much more often than you would think. He was a shorter kid with nothing remarkably different that stood him apart from others, well other than the fact he only had one arm. A very distinct disadvantage when it came to being a shinigami, let alone a medic that needed to act quick, however despite those disadvantages it had seemed this young man, Gaen, was able to rise above it all and out preform some of the people, rather a lot of the people, who had no known disadvantages like himself.

“Hello Gaen. I think I’ve told you this before, but you don’t need to be so formal. Simply call me Hayato.” Hayato said with a smile and a slight laugh.

Hayato listened carefully as Gaen spoke, waiting patiently for him to finish his questions before he himself began to answer them to the best of his ability. His questions were quick and to the point and it was clear that despite Hayato’s mention of trying not to be so formal the boy was rather up tight and nervous speaking to his somewhat superior.

“Well first off of course, congratulations with making communication with your spirit to that level. However, when it comes to dealing with your spirit it can certainly be a little difficult. Getting use to the talking inside your mind is a little maddening at first. To be honest though you need to just cope with it.”

Hayato stretched his arms up over his head with a little chuckle.

“I know not the best advice at all, but over time it starts to get easier and easier. You just need to take it in strides. Everyone spirit is different after all.”

The advice wasn’t the best of the course and Hayato had more to say, but for now that was a nice preview to allow for Gaen to comment on for now, it would also help to open up the gateways to conversation.

“I’m far from your teacher.” Hayato said with a smile. “Really just Hayato is fine, but if it is too much of a bother continue to speak how you feel most comfortable.”

“Now when it comes to my spirit as it were.” Hayato began calmly.

Watch what you say! Yokubō o una~tsu shouted in his mind. Hayato pushed it aside as he continued speaking.

“My spirit, Yokubō o una~tsu, is a bit how do I put it…focused? She’s more focused on my physical training than anything else. She wants me to be prepared for battle and feels although my mind is there that my body and skills in combat have not been up to par.”

Lower than a little under par…

Hayato rolled his eyes to her speaking. It was true after all, she was a part of him, she was his spirit she knew his body just as well as he did himself. He had tried to improve himself physically but it never seemed there was time for that, nor did it cross his mind as often as it should. Truly in battle he was at quite the disadvantage and if it wasn’t for Yokubō o una~tsu specific skill set it would be even more so the case.

“So it’s hard to say what some good advice would be, Gaen. You see our spirits are a part of us, which you clearly know, they know us just as well as we do if not better. The issue of course though is, is that they are more than a bit stubborn, not caring what else is going on with us. They are often more concerned with the immediate issues and the need to address them post haste.”

Hayato paused as he looked around for a moment with a sigh, continuing his little speech and musing to Gaen.

“So the best thing I can do for you is to tell you to listen to them. They are often right, though not always the most considerate with the order of things. Talk to them and try and satisfy them in doing what they ask, sometimes after all they don’t give a reasoning, but their actions make the most sense. You need to get in tune with them and it might take quite some time, but eventually you’ll work well together once you find that balance.”

….Good…that was actually intelligent….

Hayato smiled, though on the inside he wanted to strangle Yokubō o una~tsu. Saying it like he never had a good thought. Sometimes she was so unintentionally mean.

“Yes. She’s rather insistent on it actually.” Hayato said calmly in response to Gaen’s rather intriguing question.

“I assume it’s because she finds that it’s my weakest suit, but for all I know she could have another motive she isn’t telling me.”

Shut your mouth. I don’t keep secretes.

Of course not.

Hayato rolled his eyes slightly as the voice inside his head spoke. She meant well he was sure of that, but at the same time and, her being a part of himself, there was no hiding that he felt she also knew more than he did. As though she knew what was to come for the medic before he himself could even fathom it. That however was in part, part of the job of the manifestation of one’s spirit, to guide their physical parts to victory, even if the methods seemed unorthodox at best.

Hayato’s eyes grew wider with a smirk as Gaen spoke, his words clearly were made for his spirit, though he had recently gotten them and hadn’t quite gotten the hand of speaking to her at all. It of course did take some time, Hayato himself recounted as to how he himself had difficulties with such a thing.

“She wants to talk to me? Interesting…” Hayato said pausing for a moment before speaking again.

“Well of course I don’t want to keep her waiting. She doesn’t really seem like the kind of girl who cares to wait. So whenever you are ready Gaen we can head out."  Hayato said as he grabbed his Zanpakuto nearby placing it in the scabbard on his side prepared to head out to explore whatever it was his spirit had to show them.