"Well then, I hope that you make a swift recovery!" she grinned, finishing up the task that was wrapping the cast around the young man's broken leg.
"Oh really?" his green eyes sparkled.
"As a nurse, it's my duty to take of you until you're back on your feet. Until then, please rely on me," her childlike innocence made it all the more endearing.
"That makes me want to injure myself further Nurse," he winked her way.
She looked sixteen, but she was twenty and she wasn't going to complain. It was a pain sometimes, but Mayonaka Ryukyu smiled and took it as a compliment. If anything, it meant that she was aging well.
"Flirt with the staff and I can personally guarantee something a lot more painful," the doctor walked in, sighing with his head held low.
"Renji didn't mean anything by it," Mayonaka giggled.
The doctor, easily twice her height and only two years her senior, pushed his brown rimmed glasses up his long nose and gave another sigh. Cramming his large hands inside the pockets of his white jacket, he made his way around the hospital bed so that he stood across from the 5'7'' woman. His shoulder length brown hair was worn its usual style~ down, the spiked tips tangling from his face. However, he had pinned back his slightly longer bangs and it made him look older than only twenty-two.
"Renji Higurashi, it's nice to see you again Sir. Did you fall off of another balcony?" Doctor Akaito Senju asked.
"Yessir," he nodded, looking cheeky for somebody covered in white gauze and bandages.
"Naka-San, you should put tighter wrappings around his head. Maybe he'd learn something from the experience," his golden eyes looked at her dead on, sending a slight chill down her spine.
"You're so mean!" Renji wailed, nearly undoing his IV.
Both men were of a muscular build, but the patient was in his early thirties and his messy red hair was never kept properly. Whereas the doctor had a bronze hue to his complexion, the latter had an olive tint. That left the nurse, wearing her pink uniform, with the creamy skin. Her long black hair was in a bun, hidden under her nursing cap and her equally pink stockings covered the majority of her legs. On her feet, much like Akaito's, were brown loafers.
"I'll leave you two to your fun then," Mayonaka laughed once more as she waved, setting her clipboard down momentarily before pressing a kiss to the injured man's skull.
With that, she bowed to the both of them and departed. Her shift had ended an hour ago, but she was always staying late. The hospital was new in comparison to the surrounding buildings in the city and they were understandably short on personnel. This, coupled with her undying desire to help people, led her to staying late and that in turn made her into a nyght owl. To be completely honest, however, she'd pretty much always been that way.
Waving to anyone whom she passed, the woman made her way to the lockers and begun to undress herself. Once the pink attire no longer covered her form, Mayonaka folded it neatly and set it on the shelf in the somewhat small locker. Quickly dressing herself in her striped red socks, red mini skirt, white tank top, and blue jumper, she then struggled to find her ankle length boots that were black in colour.
"Looking for something?"
Startled, she glanced up to see a petite woman with bright pink curls holding up her missing shoes. Mayonaka gulped and nodded, something about this newcomer made her hairs stand on edge.
"My name is Kofuku and you're coming with me."
And then they just disappeared...
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The God Games [[Noragami//AU]]
FanfictionYabuko, AKA Yato, is the god of many things. These would include calamity, deprivity, fortune, and delivery. He's relatively unknown and on occasion slacks off, which only makes him all the more unknown. Tired of this situation, the Grand Console de...