#interaction: ibuki 🎆

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After what felt like years of waiting in anticipation, the color was finished! Even though time passed slowly during this process, Mikan wouldn’t have minded if it lasted longer. So long as Ibuki was there to keep her company. Despite how opposite their personalities were, Ibuki offered Mikan a lot of comfort. It really made Mikan believe the musician cared. Mikan turned around and looked at her friend with her new style.

“D-Do I look good with these colors? You did I great job! I-I just want to make sure my um... f-face didn’t ruin them, hehe!”

A young musician came running through the hospital. Through the halls, she was calling for someone. "Mikiiii? Miiiiiikiiiiii? Mikaaaaan?" As she passed through each door in the hall, she caught a glimpse of her in the office of the hospital. "Mikan! There you are! Happy Valentines day!" Without warning she hugged the nurse tight, before pulling away and taking something from a little backpack she was carrying. "Ibuki wasn't sure what you would have wanted, but she went with some chocolates and flowers!" She was practically bouncing up and down like an energetic child as she handed the gifts to her. "I also have another gift for you if you want Miki! But we'll have to wait a bit before you can have that one!" She hugged her again, smiling happily at her friend. Ibuki was aware of Mikan's low self-confidence, and her ocassional self-loathing. She felt like this would be the best way to try and remind her how important she was. But it also seemed like she was going for something a little more in-spirit of this holiday

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“Ibuki-!” Mikan startled at being hugged from behind, since her back was turned towards Ibuki at the time being. She sighed and eased into the affection once she felt secure. Hugs always felt nice. She giggled, turning around to see the and she froze again. “For... me...?” She asked hesitantly, she suddenly felt guilty for not expecting this. She didn’t even have a gift for Ibuki! But, despit the worry she smiled. “Awww.... you didn’t have to get me all this, Ibuki...! This is too kind of you...” She looked down bashfully, her face lighting up pink. “A-Another gift? Aw.. you’re gonna make me wait? I’ll wait forever if that’s what it takes, hehe!”

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A young musician came running through the hospital. Through the halls, she was calling for someone. "Mikiiii? Miiiiiikiiiiii? Mikaaaaan?" As she passed through each door in the hall, she caught a glimpse of her in the office of the hospital. "Mikan! There you are! Happy Valentines day!" Without warning she hugged the nurse tight, before pulling away and taking something from a little backpack she was carrying. "Ibuki wasn't sure what you would have wanted, but she went with some chocolates and flowers!" She was practically bouncing up and down like an energetic child as she handed the gifts to her. "I also have another gift for you if you want Miki! But we'll have to wait a bit before you can have that one!" She hugged her again, smiling happily at her friend. Ibuki was aware of Mikan's low self-confidence, and her ocassional self-loathing. She felt like this would be the best way to try and remind her how important she was. But it also seemed like she was going for something a little more in-spirit of this holiday

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“Ibuki-!” Mikan startled at being hugged from behind, since her back was turned towards Ibuki at the time being. She sighed and eased into the affection once she felt secure. Hugs always felt nice. She giggled, turning around to see the and she froze again. “For... me...?�� She asked hesitantly, she suddenly felt guilty for not expecting this. She didn’t even have a gift for Ibuki! But, despit the worry she smiled. “Awww.... you didn’t have to get me all this, Ibuki...! This is too kind of you...” She looked down bashfully, her face lighting up pink. “A-Another gift? Aw.. you’re gonna make me wait? I’ll wait forever if that’s what it takes, hehe!”

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A voice came from behind the young nurse as her musician friend came approaching her. Completely oblivious to the fact that Mikan was infected once again, she talked to her like normal. "Yo! Mikan, hows it going? Just comin' in to see how you're doing, getting along with the patients okay?" Ibuki got closer to Mikan, noticing she had her back turned to her, almost as if she were ignoring Ibuki's calls to her. "Hey, can you hear me Mikan? your ears alright?"

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“... Huh? Oh... Ibuki...” Mikan turned around finally after what felt like eternity of her zoning off into space. When her eyes met Ibuki’s, it was obvious to see that something was terribly wrong. Her eyes swirled with madness as she smiles and leaned closer towards her friend. “What are you doing here? Not feeling well? Need a check up?” She offered.

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“I-I-Ibuki..??” Mikan asked gently, looking up at her musician friend with teary eyes. Seeing her friend so concerned with her tugged viciously at her heart strings, and almost made her feel guilty. “I-I-I.... I missed everything uuupp... my new p-patient h-hates me... s-she... hhn...” She whined, unable to finish her sentence.

“H-Hnnn..” Mikan hiccups and sobs to herself, seemingly distressed. “I-I dunno what to dooo...” She whines aloud.

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“I-I-Ibuki!?” Mikan stutters out at the sight of her friend. Something inside her bubbles up in her gut. Guilt.

“I-It’s been a long time, h-hasn’t it? I-I’m happy to see you again though...! H-H-How have you been? Y-Your makeup looks w-wonderful..!” There’s an underlying nervousness to her voice.

P-Promo?

Cluttered clinging noises can be heard as someone makes their way over, clumsily albeit. The long haired figure kneels down, her body caked in shadows for a moment. “O-Ooooh, why won’t it work? Did I hook it up w-wrong? Nggh.. I should’ve asked for h-help..! Someone like me could never-!”

The camera flicked on without warning, startling the girl.

“Hyaaah!!” Mikan squealed, jolting back and nearly falling. “Ah, I’m sorry! I wasn’t p-prepared! Hehehe… he..!” She clambered back to her feet, awkwardly laughing.

“Hello there… um.. m-my name is Mikan Tsumiki, I’m the U-Ultimate Nurse..!” She introduces herself, giving some form of finality to her words, even though she looked unsure.

“I-I hope with all my heart we can get along…! Um… you all wouldn’t mind giving me a promo, would you? I-If it’s not a bother!”

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Mikan tensed at the hug, but immediately relaxed and plotted her next move. Ibuki was oblivious to her intentions or current state of mind. She should use that to her advantage. “Hehe... oh no, I’m fine. Just a small head cold I think-! Ah, would you mind walking with me back to my patient’s room, Buki? Me and her are just starting to get along. I think you two will as well! It would...” Mikan moved forward and grabbed both of Ibuki’s hands and gave a doe-eyed expression. “..mean a lot to me...”

A voice came from behind the young nurse as her musician friend came approaching her. Completely oblivious to the fact that Mikan was infected once again, she talked to her like normal. "Yo! Mikan, hows it going? Just comin' in to see how you're doing, getting along with the patients okay?" Ibuki got closer to Mikan, noticing she had her back turned to her, almost as if she were ignoring Ibuki's calls to her. "Hey, can you hear me Mikan? your ears alright?"

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“... Huh? Oh... Ibuki...” Mikan turned around finally after what felt like eternity of her zoning off into space. When her eyes met Ibuki’s, it was obvious to see that something was terribly wrong. Her eyes swirled with madness as she smiles and leaned closer towards her friend. “What are you doing here? Not feeling well? Need a check up?” She offered.

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When Ibuki pulled Mikan into a hug, she didn’t fight back at all, in fact she slumped into her friend with a pitiful whine. The musician was being so kind and patient with her. Did she really deserve that? Despite herself, Mikan cried harder into her friend’s shoulder. “I-I-I was going to m-meet my new p-patient...” Mikan began, sniffling ans gathering her words. “I-I walked in and she... she recognized m-meee..! She got really m-mad and yelled at me to l-leave, and s-said she would never let a r-remnant take care of h-her...” She explained fully. “It’s all my f-fault... I d-deserve this...”

“H-Hnnn..” Mikan hiccups and sobs to herself, seemingly distressed. “I-I dunno what to dooo...” She whines aloud.

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Mikan stifled a giggle and watched as Ibuki pranced out of the hospital, her eyes not leaving until the musician was out of sight. She soon realized her day was far easier, now that she had something to look forward to. Once Mikan was dismissed, she practically rushed out the doors and over to Ibuki’s house. Anxiety in her chest, the nurse knocked on the door, calling out. “Ibuki! I-It’s me!” She prayed she had picked a good time to arrive and her friend wasn’t preoccupied.

A young musician came running through the hospital. Through the halls, she was calling for someone. "Mikiiii? Miiiiiikiiiiii? Mikaaaaan?" As she passed through each door in the hall, she caught a glimpse of her in the office of the hospital. "Mikan! There you are! Happy Valentines day!" Without warning she hugged the nurse tight, before pulling away and taking something from a little backpack she was carrying. "Ibuki wasn't sure what you would have wanted, but she went with some chocolates and flowers!" She was practically bouncing up and down like an energetic child as she handed the gifts to her. "I also have another gift for you if you want Miki! But we'll have to wait a bit before you can have that one!" She hugged her again, smiling happily at her friend. Ibuki was aware of Mikan's low self-confidence, and her ocassional self-loathing. She felt like this would be the best way to try and remind her how important she was. But it also seemed like she was going for something a little more in-spirit of this holiday

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“Ibuki-!” Mikan startled at being hugged from behind, since her back was turned towards Ibuki at the time being. She sighed and eased into the affection once she felt secure. Hugs always felt nice. She giggled, turning around to see the and she froze again. “For... me...?” She asked hesitantly, she suddenly felt guilty for not expecting this. She didn’t even have a gift for Ibuki! But, despit the worry she smiled. “Awww.... you didn’t have to get me all this, Ibuki...! This is too kind of you...” She looked down bashfully, her face lighting up pink. “A-Another gift? Aw.. you’re gonna make me wait? I’ll wait forever if that’s what it takes, hehe!”

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Mikan smiles at the success of her compliments, breathing a sigh of relief. Good so far. That relief left her a second later when she was asked about herself. Oh no. “I-I’ve been g-good-! I found new work in a new hospital and the head d-doctor loves me for some reason..! I’m n-not sure why anyone would like me b-but- I’m getting off track, u-um-!” She played with her bandages, trying to keep her anxiety in check. “H-Have you made any new songs? I would love t-to hear them..!”

P-Promo?

Cluttered clinging noises can be heard as someone makes their way over, clumsily albeit. The long haired figure kneels down, her body caked in shadows for a moment. “O-Ooooh, why won’t it work? Did I hook it up w-wrong? Nggh.. I should’ve asked for h-help..! Someone like me could never-!”

The camera flicked on without warning, startling the girl.

“Hyaaah!!” Mikan squealed, jolting back and nearly falling. “Ah, I’m sorry! I wasn’t p-prepared! Hehehe… he..!” She clambered back to her feet, awkwardly laughing.

“Hello there… um.. m-my name is Mikan Tsumiki, I’m the U-Ultimate Nurse..!” She introduces herself, giving some form of finality to her words, even though she looked unsure.

“I-I hope with all my heart we can get along…! Um… you all wouldn’t mind giving me a promo, would you? I-If it’s not a bother!”

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“N-Not yet... I-I’m afraid to disappoint heerrr..” Mikan whined into Ibuki’s shoulder, feeling at lose for where to go. She was grateful to have a friend with her, defending her honor or... what little she believed she had left. Part of her also felt guilty that it had to be Ibuki who comforted her, she didn’t deserve her kindness. But, she would be a fool to push it away. “Do you think she’d u-understand..?” She asked so timidly it was hard to hear.

“H-Hnnn..” Mikan hiccups and sobs to herself, seemingly distressed. “I-I dunno what to dooo...” She whines aloud.

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Mikan smiled gently, her body noticeable relaxing a bit at the reassurance, though not all the way. One step at a time as they say. Her eyes scanned the colors in front of her. Truthfully, she wasn’t the master of color schemes, but a few stood out to her. “Heh... um... do you think... these three would look good in my hair..?” She asked, while gently pulling the orange, pink, and purple towards them both. “You’re the expert h-here after all, hehe...”

A young musician came running through the hospital. Through the halls, she was calling for someone. "Mikiiii? Miiiiiikiiiiii? Mikaaaaan?" As she passed through each door in the hall, she caught a glimpse of her in the office of the hospital. "Mikan! There you are! Happy Valentines day!" Without warning she hugged the nurse tight, before pulling away and taking something from a little backpack she was carrying. "Ibuki wasn't sure what you would have wanted, but she went with some chocolates and flowers!" She was practically bouncing up and down like an energetic child as she handed the gifts to her. "I also have another gift for you if you want Miki! But we'll have to wait a bit before you can have that one!" She hugged her again, smiling happily at her friend. Ibuki was aware of Mikan's low self-confidence, and her ocassional self-loathing. She felt like this would be the best way to try and remind her how important she was. But it also seemed like she was going for something a little more in-spirit of this holiday

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“Ibuki-!” Mikan startled at being hugged from behind, since her back was turned towards Ibuki at the time being. She sighed and eased into the affection once she felt secure. Hugs always felt nice. She giggled, turning around to see the and she froze again. “For... me...?” She asked hesitantly, she suddenly felt guilty for not expecting this. She didn’t even have a gift for Ibuki! But, despit the worry she smiled. “Awww.... you didn’t have to get me all this, Ibuki...! This is too kind of you...” She looked down bashfully, her face lighting up pink. “A-Another gift? Aw.. you’re gonna make me wait? I’ll wait forever if that’s what it takes, hehe!”

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Mikan did fluster at the adamant compliments from her friend, shyly looking away towards the ground with a smile. The nickname just now stuck to her ears, and it only made them burn even worse. She tried to hush her rapid heartbeat to no avail, settling for steadying her own breathing instead. She reached up and took one of Ibuki’s hands for reassurance, as a sign of trust. “O-Okay! I trust you, Ibuki...”

A young musician came running through the hospital. Through the halls, she was calling for someone. "Mikiiii? Miiiiiikiiiiii? Mikaaaaan?" As she passed through each door in the hall, she caught a glimpse of her in the office of the hospital. "Mikan! There you are! Happy Valentines day!" Without warning she hugged the nurse tight, before pulling away and taking something from a little backpack she was carrying. "Ibuki wasn't sure what you would have wanted, but she went with some chocolates and flowers!" She was practically bouncing up and down like an energetic child as she handed the gifts to her. "I also have another gift for you if you want Miki! But we'll have to wait a bit before you can have that one!" She hugged her again, smiling happily at her friend. Ibuki was aware of Mikan's low self-confidence, and her ocassional self-loathing. She felt like this would be the best way to try and remind her how important she was. But it also seemed like she was going for something a little more in-spirit of this holiday

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“Ibuki-!” Mikan startled at being hugged from behind, since her back was turned towards Ibuki at the time being. She sighed and eased into the affection once she felt secure. Hugs always felt nice. She giggled, turning around to see the and she froze again. “For... me...?” She asked hesitantly, she suddenly felt guilty for not expecting this. She didn’t even have a gift for Ibuki! But, despit the worry she smiled. “Awww.... you didn’t have to get me all this, Ibuki...! This is too kind of you...” She looked down bashfully, her face lighting up pink. “A-Another gift? Aw.. you’re gonna make me wait? I’ll wait forever if that’s what it takes, hehe!”

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Mikan giggled at being tugged around by Ibuki, not seeming to mind now that she fully expected it to happen. After being sat down and looking over the assortment of colors her friends collected, her face lit up. The nurse never dyed her hair a day in her life. Some nurses had fun highlights and would encourage her to do the same, but it never crossed her mind outside of those times. “Ibuki... you r-really what to match with m-me...?” She asked hesitantly, almost unable to believe it.

A young musician came running through the hospital. Through the halls, she was calling for someone. "Mikiiii? Miiiiiikiiiiii? Mikaaaaan?" As she passed through each door in the hall, she caught a glimpse of her in the office of the hospital. "Mikan! There you are! Happy Valentines day!" Without warning she hugged the nurse tight, before pulling away and taking something from a little backpack she was carrying. "Ibuki wasn't sure what you would have wanted, but she went with some chocolates and flowers!" She was practically bouncing up and down like an energetic child as she handed the gifts to her. "I also have another gift for you if you want Miki! But we'll have to wait a bit before you can have that one!" She hugged her again, smiling happily at her friend. Ibuki was aware of Mikan's low self-confidence, and her ocassional self-loathing. She felt like this would be the best way to try and remind her how important she was. But it also seemed like she was going for something a little more in-spirit of this holiday

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“Ibuki-!” Mikan startled at being hugged from behind, since her back was turned towards Ibuki at the time being. She sighed and eased into the affection once she felt secure. Hugs always felt nice. She giggled, turning around to see the and she froze again. “For... me...?” She asked hesitantly, she suddenly felt guilty for not expecting this. She didn’t even have a gift for Ibuki! But, despit the worry she smiled. “Awww.... you didn’t have to get me all this, Ibuki...! This is too kind of you...” She looked down bashfully, her face lighting up pink. “A-Another gift? Aw.. you’re gonna make me wait? I’ll wait forever if that’s what it takes, hehe!”