#A Doctor's Sharp Voice [Ryuuken Thread]

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Byakuya has found himself in the home of Uryuu Ishida. He was invited inside, and told to sit and wait for “someone”. He didn’t know who it was, but since he had nothing better to do, and because he owed Kurosaki a favor, he waited. || Ryuuken there’s a shinigami in ur house now

While he didn't hate his job, Ryuuken did hate the bad days and today had definitely been a bad day. Not only had he been forced into far too many meetings, but then he'd fired one of the janitors. His son may believe him to be heartless, as smart as the boy was he didn't seem to understand that expressing an emotion and feeling it were completely different things, but he did still detest having to take a job from a recently widowed woman.

Which was why he'd given her a list of places she should apply to that would pay well if they hired her, all of them closer to her home so she could spend more time with daughter. And perhaps all of them had agreed to a wage to ensure all her costs would be covered for his favor in the future. That was something he couldn't offer her.

Still, even knowing it would actually help her in the end, his heart hurt for the panic in her eyes when he told her that he was letting her go. He told her he didn't see her being unemployed more than a week if she got her applications in as soon as possible, but it was all he could tell her. She didn't need the guilt of his bribery.

Even the three cigarettes he burned through on the drive home hadn't made him feel better. Slamming the door to the car perhaps a bit harder than needed, Ryuuken headed into his house. Uryuu's car wasn't there so as far as he knew his house was empty. Which was likely why he first walked past the Shinigami sitting in the parlor, heading to his room to grab a joint before he worried about getting...something...to... wait.

Turning on his heel, he stalked back to the parlor, his bow forming with a curl of his hand. "Explain. Quick."

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"Never lie to an X-ray technician. They can see right through you." (To Ryuuken! From @penandswords )

Giving up his day off for the Shinigami to come to this living world and help their little pet humans was never his favorite thing, but he'd given his word to help. And at least they mainly wanted him for his use as a doctor rather than as a Quincy. However being summoned even as a doctor didn't make him appreciate her puns. Her tone told him at least some of the effect of the recently found infection from the silly girl's apparent decision to get involved in a fight with a Hollow and he hoped that was all of it.

"Do you have a desire to rush to the Soul Society?" He chose to completely ignore what she had to say, face not so much as twitching as he catalogued that particular joke for Hiroshi. The surgeon loved silly things like that and would love another medical one. And even Ryuuken's sometimes flat tones wouldn't ruin the delivery. "Those talons were apparently poisoned."

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While it wasn't an all the time thing, it was at least once or twice a month that Doctor Ishida found his way to Inferno. While the club was on the supposedly bad side of town, Ryuuken really couldn't give less of a damn about that fact. Finding a place to park, he turned off his car and tapped a cigarette from it's pack. While a joint would have been more enjoyable, the doctor had also agreed to the rules of the Inferno before he ever got past the front desk and was one who wouldn't go back on his word.

Locking the door as he stepped out of the car, he rested his hand atop the vehicle as if just taking a moment to steady himself. In reality, he had carefully pulled the thinnest possible layer of reishi and formed it much like a blanket over his car. Not visible to those without gifts, but something no human could dispel. Of any fancy cars parked in this area, his was certainly the safest as he headed into the club.

Finishing his cigarette just before he reached the door, he blew out the rest of the smoke and headed inside. He really wasn't the most friendly person, but by this point the door guards recognized him and let him go with a simple nod after he scanned his keychain to show he'd paid his dues. Moving deeper into the club after dropping his things in one of the lockers, that key tucked in a pocket, the silver haired man wandered about glancing over the other patrons and what was happening. Eventually he settled himself in one of the rooms with multiple raised daises, watching those who went up with their partners.

He knew he was an unattached dom which made many afraid to approach him, but watching was still better than just going home. Without thinking about it, he had started to mutter, the world barely audible as he critiqued one of the doms' technique, disliking how obvious it was his sub was no longer enjoying themselves. Ignoring the woman he'd sat by, he stood when another strike came forward after he watched the bound woman's lips move. Audible or not, after all the dom was much closer to her, her expression alone told him she was done and he was quick to move across the room; though not with his hirenkyaku.

Taking the strike to his own arm, purposefully keeping his vene blut from activating, Ryuuken all but snatched the whip from the supposed dom before him. "I suggest learning to read body language if you're going to ignore their safewords." His words were sharp, but his attention had already moved onto the bound woman, working at letting her lose. "You're safe. Find granny, she'll help with the come down and get you home safely."

The old woman, at least for a human as she was in her sixties, had run the club for decades and was one of only a handful who could access the records for things such as client addresses. And when one of the dungeon guards approached, the woman left with them leaving him to return to the seat he'd previously taken residence on, still only vaguely aware of the woman sitting next to him when he dropped into the seat.

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"Do you have to work tonight? I don't." - @modeinthemiddle

"I always have work." The dry response passed his lips before Ryuuken even fully processed what she had said. He had the phone on speaker, his office locked for his lunch hour anyway, so he couldn't see the look of annoyance that came across his face; though it was directed at himself not Mode.

"I can try to be off by ten." It wasn't an offer that he made easy. Or that many had ever heard of him, but he was trying for the sake of the two he'd nervously entered some kind of situationship with. An exact label? Well, that he was happier to avoid at the moment; he was still struggling with many parts of what he was investing his time in these days.

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" My hands won’t stop shaking. " Byakuya to Ryuuken !! :3 (from the PTSD meme)

The Quincy was slowly adjusting to the Shinigami living at his home; a Quincy's word was their worth and he couldn't destroy Uryuu's honor so he was stuck with it after all. That didn't mean he was happy with his space being invaded either.

"Do you think I can fix that?" Voice flat, the doctor looked up at Byakuya from the book he'd been sitting on the couch reading. "What do you usually do when this happens?"

For some reason it hadn't occurred to him that the older man might not know how to control his own anxiety since he had years on Ryuuken. Though that didn't mean he was used to fighting anxiety the way Ryuuken had his whole life either.

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The corners of Ryuuken's lips softened, not quite a smile but all that formed without a thought, at her decision to pick up dinner for them. While he didn't really believe in the love languages crap some of the nurses were so attached to, he did appreciate when his partners took something off his plate. No matter how big or small.

"I'm not picky on what type you get, but I'd prefer at least some that's spicy." He wouldn't insist on her eating something she wouldn't enjoy nor would he want her to buy more than she could comfortably afford, but he did enjoy a bit of spice and wanted her to know he wouldn't mind if she wanted spicy as well.

The doctor still didn't exactly know how far this situationship was going to go, but so far whatever it was he shared with Mode and, of all people, Isshin, was somehow going rather smoothly. None of them seemed bothered by any one of them making or canceling plans or even outright refusing them. Somehow he didn't feel pressured when it came to them. Which was part of what had ended a few of his past attempts at dating.

"I've got hard liquor at home if you prefer." Ryuuken wasn't terribly fond of beer, no matter how odd some found it, but was happy for her to drink it if she preferred. For whatever reason.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you as well." It was rare he enjoyed being around people, but somehow he'd found ways to relax around them and had truly come to enjoy it.

"Also I'm running out of time," Since the call had happened while on his lunch break. "Do you need anything else?" Whatever topic she might bring up would be fine, but he also wanted her to know he may have to cut it short.

“Ah. Right. Your place it is.” She nodded an invisible nod. What younger child could understand their father being involved with 2 people at once, especially one party being someone they knew already? Mode respected Kurosaki’s decision of secrecy. She knew of Uryu, his child, but didn’t think on him much. Pe had never met the young man & had no interest to seek him out. She didn’t have any children of her own, but both her partners knew that fact & her infertility anyway.

“I’ll pick up sushi rolls for all of us, so you can get home sooner.” Easy to eat & digest. Also, easy to share. Pe would love to feed her partners if allowed. It was fun.

Mode couldn’t make all their invitations for time either - work came first - but she found she could relax around both of them & that made her look forward to time with both or either. Her lovers made her laugh & she felt they accepted her. It was new & exciting yet comforting & comfortable. It made life feel a little more giddy for her.

“I understand. I’ll pick up some beers for us, too.” Not a good comparison, but both could be relaxing. She was almost tempted to ask him to pick up something for her there, but she has never indulged & didn’t know what to ask for. Maybe in the future.

“Travel safely. I’m looking forward to seeing that handsome face of yours later.”

Although she did like Isshin a lot, Ryuuken definitely took the prize for looks in her book.

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Ryuuken's work load was more so his own fault than anyone else's as he had turned his back on his family's legacy and invested himself in being a doctor. And as such, he didn't trust anyone else to run his hospital. But ten pm seemed a reasonable enough time to go home by. At least he was hoping it would be as he had a bunch of files to get through; new student season was always a pain in the ass.

Making a soft almost humming noise as he considered her words, he glanced at his digital clock for the date and shook his head; not that Mode could see it through the phone. "My place. The twins get home tonight." While he couldn't care less about his own child learning of the three of them being involved, not that Uryuu was there often anyways with his College being over an hour train ride away, he understood Isshin's decision to keep his girls oblivious for now.

"If you'll be hungry you might want to bring something. Or text me what to pick up on the way home." It wasn't that he was necessarily trying to abuse his body, but food didn't rank that highly on his list of necessities. If he were hungry he'd find, or order in, something. But if there was something Mode would like, he'd be plenty happy to pick it up for her.

Dating was uncomfortable for him generally because he knew his time was limited and that many didn't handle his inability to drop his shields very easily. However, he did enjoy doing what he could with and for his partners. He was just limited as he wouldn't turn his back on his other responsibilities just because of whatever relationships he tried to have as well.

"If I can get out of here early enough," Otherwise known as, so long as he didn't lose track of time. "I can swing through the dispensary too. Masuyo texted me they got a new shipment in this morning finally." He could be overly picky about strains as some worked more than others for him but the ATF would be worthwhile at least. Might stock up a bit too. But that would mean he needed to set an alarm to be out of the hospital no later than nine-thirty. Doable, but a minor annoyance. Easier if Mode appreciated the effort as well.

She technically was expected to always be on call or working herself, but her mom didn’t monitor her workload that closely; socializing was a part of her job, as she saw it.

“Alright. Do you want to meet at your place or his?��� Mode had no preference, though she could arrive early & bug Isshin at his home for a while. He was very fun & entertaining; she enjoyed his facial hair.

“Do you want me to bring you anything? Food or anything?” Ryuuken was still new & harder for her to navigate. Hopefully he would be honest in telling her what he wanted over the phone, too.