The bad thing about living with one's physician, Jyuushirou quickly learned, was that it was damned hard to avoid check-ups now. Especially when all he had to do was walk out of his bedroom and find her there, in their living room, knitting what looked to be something fluffy ( Read more... )

( Actually, it wasn't that surprising to realize how big of an idiot he really was. )

Chizuru beamed happily as she walked down the street, surrounded by high-end clothing shops in all directions. To say she was in her natural milieu would be an understatement of massive proportions. But she wasn't here for pleasure or her own business.
( That day, Chizuru Honsho was a woman on a mission. The toughest shopping mission of them all. A shoe shopping mission. God help whoever stood in her way. )

At least when it was nearly midnight, there wasn't a long queue for the washing machines, Uryuu thought somewhat drearily, lugging his basket and the jar of quarters he'd been collecting down to the lower floor. He had some books too, rarely going anywhere without something to read, which were in a satchel slung over one shoulder.

There was also ( Read more... )

Yoruichi sat at the kitchen table, her normally easygoing (if not sarcastic) personality starting to fray at the edges, mainly due to the mounds of apartment paperwork currently covering the table. Rent applications, heating and electric bills, new zoning ordinances, and the other various kinds of paperwork that come with managing an apartment ( Read more... )

Yoruichi brushed her bangs out of her eyes and scanned over the apartment with a critical but satisfied eye. The apartment was incredibly clean for once, her art supplies were neatly tucked away in her room, and the DVD of Pirates of the Caribbean was neatly cued up to play. All in all, it was perfect for a night of movie watching. ( Now all that was left to do was wait for Jyuushirou to come up with the snacks. )

It'd taken him longer than he would have liked to finally muster up the courage to be where he was at, to do what he was about to do. But the point, he liked to think, was that he'd gotten the courage at all. Jyuushirou and delicate situations.. were not a good mix. He spent most of his life avoiding them like the plague, but there were some ( Read more... )

Backdated to July 28th.The minute Shunsui stepped inside the building, he was sold on the prospect of living here. Behind him he could hear his older brother's sniff, presumably as he surveyed their surroundings. Rather than turning back to see the expression on his brother's face he instead pressed onwards, immediately locating the stairs and ( Read more... )

Well, thought Hana, this looks like the right address. The clinic where Jyuushirou worked loomed in front of her. She figured she'd drop by on her way from work. She knew that Jyuu enjoyed his work and did all sorts of overtime, so she figured that he'd probably be there ( Read more... )

Backdated to Friday evening, July 14.

( When Hana took her seat again at one of the tables close to the front of the large room, she looked incredibly pleased (if not slightly shaken). )