Ukitake taicho.

.........


I'd prefer not to leave Hinamori alone right now either.

I don't need this new machine, but I will keep it in case I am out and need to be contacted.

It's been quiet. The days pass by, and I find myself doing paper work again. I created all the forms, of course. I keep a monitor on all of Ukitake-taicho's medications, meals and the amount of liquid he takes in during the day, as well as his appointments with Urahara-san.

I've barely kept up with the rest of the ship.

Maybe I should go out and explore, eat out now and then, or talk with my co-workers more then necessary. Mm, it just isn't in me I guess.

...I didn't always care about you, Ukitake taicho...

 I spent a very long time not even seeing you since our duties in Soul Society were so different, along with our friends and ranks.

I was not prepared at all to come to a place like this and find myself in a different role. But I didn't mind so much.

Now I can't deny that I wish to be with you, and I'm sorry I stayed away for so long.


...

I miss Soul Society. I had a purpose there. I was strong there. Now I just--I don't like this everyday life that I have.

I guess I won't get to move back in with you after all, Ukitake-taicho.

At least I won't have to live with Aizen anymore. I regret having spent so much time with him that I should have spent taking care of the cat, and doing my duties.

When I settle into the new apartment I'll come find you.

I can tolerate a mandatory date. But with Jing? The arrogant brat that blew up many things during the attempted take-over?

I should be offered more compensation then just Not being thrown in Hades Deck for it.

But I will deal with it I suppose

For some reason, whenever I go to work I can't help but feeling like I'm going to be fired.

I have to wonder if perhaps I did something against policy during the Nebula incident....

Ukitake-taicho.... I'm really.. I'm sorry.. I'm aware I wasn't thinking clearly--but.... I'll be leaving his apartment immediately--I can't stand myself---

...I hope you are healthy...I really don't mind what happened between you and me.

I really don't want to see Shunsui-taicho again though. This whole event has been.. awkward..

( OOC: To Ukitake )

I'm so...


Happy.

I'm back from Soul Society. Matsumoto was happy to see me, I believe, from her reaction. The rest of my division seemed relieved to know I was alright, and to learn of where I had gone.

I don't know if Matsumoto will be following me here, but I can trust the division to her for now.

I didn't see Urahara-san much, despite it being because of him that I went back.

Now I'm back. And...

I'm not going anywhere. It would be nice if I could tell Matsumoto where I am, though.

I've noticed that the credits Ukitake-taicho and I saved up are almost gone. He cannot work, but I have a job at the __ *edited for my protection* store I haven't started yet. I will go inquire about it later today. Perhaps I can start tomorrow.

We're almost out of tea.

Ukitake-taicho, do we need anything else? Do you want anything?

Ah... I'm me again. Good.

I see that the punishment will be over soon.. It'll be a relief. I'm tired of the comments I've been getting.. and I'm again grateful Matsumoto hasn't come here yet. If one more person tells me this is how I'll look when I "grow up"......

And I know she'd tease me endlessly.

I hope the injuries I received during the fight haven't troubled the one whose body I have too much. I finally got the balance right in this form. I only fell over twice.

I got back to my room but Ukitake-taicho isn't here or I didn't see him. Perhaps he's in his room with Kyoraku-taicho. I've been looking at the journals of residents, and everyone seems to be in more chaos now then when Aizen was attacking.

I've discovered this wasn't caused by Aizen, but rather a consequence of his actions. We've all been punished for his crimes.

...I need to find my body, however. I should talk to the one whose body I have.

I am... I have spiked white hair. Green/blue eyes. Somewhat tanned skin. You probably notice you're now much shorter a bit shorter then normal.

By the way.. do I need to be wearing these sunglasses?

Ugh... the hallways are not the place to be passing out. I'm unsued to being off balanced. There's a serious difference between my old height and my current height. I will have to learn how this body balances before I attempt anything strenuous. What am I now capable of? I can already tell my muscle mass has severely increased, and I'm wearing glasses.. 

Nevermind that.

My first concern is getting back to my room and checking on Ukitake-taicho. Then I will investigate what has happened to me. I wonder if this was orchestrated by Aizen as well, somehow..  

I won't comment on Aizen right now. I'll be mindful when he comes over... As long as he doesn't talk to me.

Kurosaki got tickets to the Park. We're thinking of going on Sunday. He mentioned something about shoes to make me taller. I am vaguely insulted.

I didn't know cotton candy was all sugar. Really, it sounds very sweet.

I went to the food mart, and bought several kinds of tea for Ukitake-Taicho and myself. I didn't recognize the person working there right now...

Anyways...

I also bought four cans of peaches, something called.. whipped cream,  1 can of pineapples and 1 can of mangos. I also got more rice, some cheese and a package of pre-made salads.

Ukitake-Taicho, would you like some rice or fruit?

I've been searching around the Elysium's 'network' on this machine. (I remember being shown how to work a computer back when I visited Ichigo's realm)... it seems many of the people here have jobs, but we also get a stipend of credits to use on food and such..

...Did anyone see Ichigo becoming a stripper (that better not happen to me >_>)? Old news apparently. And I'll be going with him to an amusement park.

I should eventually inquire about getting work. I don't like the idea of being given an "allowance"...

Ukitake-Taicho is sleeping now. I'm starting to fall asleep myself, but I thought I'd fill out my journal a bit first.

I'll be careful about what I write for now. It's clean here, and quiet. There's not many distractions and I'm glad of that. I haven't seen many people out and about so I suppose everyone's kind of independent. I wonder what I'll get from the grocery area... from what I know it's not on this deck. I haven't explored yet.

After I sleep.