Fukushu POV: Where am I?... What's going on?...Who am I?...
I slowly pried my crusted eyes open and stared at the pure white ceiling for a moment, completely dazed.
" Ughhh.." I groaned as I finally managed to gather my thoughts together, which caused the throbbing in my head to multiply. Where was I? I cautiously rose into a sitting position and winced in pain as I felt the soreness of almost every single part of my body. It felt as though I had just endured a 20 mile marathon without any prior conditioning. My legs were achy and almost numb, my stomach was twisting and churning and my arms felt as though 100 pound weights were attached to them.
" Oh good your awake!" A loud voice announced from beside me and I instinctively snapped my neck to the side to see who it was that spoke. My eyes fell upon a man with strikingly bright red long hair, red glasses with a black skull encrusted string dangling from the sides of the glasses, a black vest with a long white long sleeved collaredshirt beneath it with a red and white striped bow, black pants with red high heeled boots and a long red coat hanging limply from his elbows. I tried to leap up from the bed and distance myself from the strange man clad in red but found my legs incapable of such an action due to the overpowering aching coursing through them.
"Who...Who are you?" I stuttered, creeping to the edge of the white hospital looking bed that I was strewn out on. The room was a pure white color and smelt strongly of antibiotics. Off to the sides of the room were many different medical tools delicately perched along a long white table. The room was medium sized and was almost completely filled to the brim with all different sorts of different medical machines and other do dads.
" I'm the deadly efficient Reaper Grell Sutcliff." The red man smirked, lifting his hand up to show his index and ring finger up." I'm going to be your new mentor." I raised my eyebrow up at his response but decided to not comment on it. The last thing I wanted was to get this guy mad... Wait... Did he say Reaper? What the heck is a reaper and why is he my new mentor?
" Where am I, What's a reaper and what exactly are you my mentor for?" Grell groaned at my questions and rolled his eyes." My, my you sure have a lot of questions. You really don't know anything do you? Well first you are in the reaper HQ's infirmary and I'm your mentor for how to become a Shimigami, what else? And a reaper is what you are, silly."
Apparently he noticed my blank expression cause he sighed and placed his hands on his hips before continuing.
" Your a Shimigami, or as the English prefer to call us, Grim Reapers. We reap the souls of the dying and by watching their cinematic record we can see through their own eyes what kind of life they lived, the type of person they were and determine where they should go from there." Grell explained, sitting on the side of my bed, nearly on my sore feet.
" Cinematic Record? You mean like you cause their life to pass before their eyes?" This had to be some type of trick, right? Grim Reapers didn't exist... did they?
" Oh that's such a pedestrian term. It's so much more than that."
" So how exactly do I fit into all of this? I'm not a Grim reaper, I'm a human."
Grell shook his head at my declaration and smiled before pointing towards my eyes. " Nope, your eyes don't lie. They are green with a yellow ring surrounding the pupil, the sure sign of a reaper or a reaper to be."
I gripped the bed sheets and stared at Grell in confusion. This was way too much to take in all at once. Due to this information my migraine managed to triple in amount of pain and I found it difficult to just keep my eyes open.
" Sutcliff, leave her alone." A voice suddenly commanded from the doorway and I instantly glanced towards the location from which the sound originated from.
" Will!" Grell exclaimed, lunging towards the man with the black slicked black hair and glasses and ended up missing him completely , landing painfully on his face. I had to stifle a giggle at the display. What a strange man he was.
" Let the recruit rest." The man named Will ordered, glaring disapprovingly down at Grell.
" I was just making sure she was alright, I mean I am her mentor after all." Grell pouted as he regained his composure.
" There is a fine line between checking up on someone and annoying them. Now, I do believe you have paperwork to attend to."
" Oh Will, Your so cold!" Grell giggled before turning back to look at me. " Bye cutie, I'll be back tomorrow!" And with that Grell blew a kiss at Will and I and exited the room in quite a flamboyant fashion. Oh great. I had to learn from that guy.
I glanced over at the man that Grell called Will and saw an annoyed expression on his face as he stared out the door that my Sempai had just exited. He was quite different than Grell. He seemed to be much more serious and hardworking than the man I had just had the displeasure to converse with. I quickly looked away from the cold man as he turned to look at me and pretended to be quite interested in the messy bed sheets strewn on top of me.
" Get some rest. You will begin learning the ways of the Shimigami in the morning." The man then turned to face the door and began to walk out.
" Wait!" I called, not wanting him to leave yet. I had so many questions that I needed an answer to. The man seemed to read my mind because he spoke before I could begin my questioning.
" All of your questions shall be answered tomorrow, now do get some sleep. You are scheduled to work tomorrow no matter the circumstances. The last thing I want is even more overtime."
And with that the man blew out the torch lighting my room and closed the door firmly behind me, leaving me with nothing but my thoughts as company.
