The Awakening of Ichiro

⌠Stable≈Sensory⌡ It had been only a day or two since the female had woken from the longest slumber she had ever thought she would get. The over-working internationalist stepped calmly, barefoot within the large halls of Division 4's slumber wing. Within the Slumber Wing one can find multiple individuals resting in a peaceful looking state as they are stuck in either some sort of Coma or trance. Her hair wasn't tied in the dual pigtails that they normally were in and instead swayed freely behind her. The long strands of hair almost touching the floor as she moved. Her form dressed in a simple white day dress that was left at her bedside for her upon waking. She wasn't sure as to who left it, but such didn't bother the petite fourth seat. Her movement was slow but graceful as she kept a grasp upon her IV tank as it rolled about with her. It didn't take much space as she moved through the halls so such was alright. As she did, she saw a figure come running out of one of the rooms in quite the hurry. Someone must have woken up. The woman made her way towards the room as she looked inside and glanced around. Her eyes watching the room for a moment before meeting the gaze of the male that had just woken. A soft grin on the woman's lips as she leaned against the door frame of the room. She brought her hand up to wave softly as she did just. Her bright blue optics watching the male with a soft glee. "Morning. Pleasant nap?"

⌠Stable≈Sensory⌡ "To be quite honest... I'm not too sure." The woman said honestly. She had only just woken up about a day or two prior. If anything, the days felt blurred to the woman. All she knew was she had been asleep for over three years. If anything, she probably was replaced by now in her seat in the twelfth division. However, that didn't seem to bother her too much. She was just happy to be alive and well. The last thing she could remember was visiting the world of the living. Her eyes closing for a moment as an expression of confusion washed over the woman's face. She had to try to figure something out, but wasn't sure what it was. After a moment she just shook her head, allowing the long cyan shades of her hair sway freely. They long lock dancing towards the floor in soft waves of blue. Slowly the gaze of the woman met the man again as she walked towards him. Her hand reaching out towards the man as she gave him a soft grin. "Pleasure to meet you, handsome. I'm Aiyoku, Aiyoku Benzene of Division Twelve. Pleasure to meet you. Maybe when we're both feeling much better, you can take me out for a drink." Her tone was much more relaxed, seeing as they were both in one of the oddest situations anyone would be in. To be very honest,t he woman had almost no memory of who she was besides when she was alive, how she died and becoming a member of squad twelve. Everything else was one large blur that she pretty much didn't care to learn. The words 'If I could forget it, then it wasn't that important' dancing through her mind as she then looked over the male one more time. "So how were your dreams? Was I in them~?"

⌠Stable≈Sensory⌡ "Please, just call me Ai. Such formality when we're in a hospital just doesn't feel right. I used to be a member of this division. Division four, I mean. Everyone works like one big family. Different from Division twelve, or at least how I remember it. The twelfth was always just one giant hive-mind of over-thinking. Too professional if you ask me." She laughed softly, shrugging her shoulders as the bright strands of cyan swayed behind her. Her eyes taking a gander at the man, examining him from top to bottom before turning her back to him and snickering a bit. "I know you've been asleep for a while but check your garbs a bit~ I think they are inside out." A smile was on her lips as she said these words but then other thoughts began in her head, about the male's confusion from waking up. He seemed to wake much like she did, with no one around to say anything or to even say hello. How to brighten this situation for the both of them? She wasn't normally good at such a thing but she could try at least a little bit, right? With that, she held her hand out behind her, allowing him to adjust his robes and take her hand when he was done. "You must be starving... Let's get some food, okay?"

⌠Stable≈Sensory⌡ Carefully, Aiyoku lead the man through the halls. her pace was rather relaxed and calm though still keeping her usual grace. Her hand keeping a delicate but firm grip on his own, just in case he were to trip or lose balance. After all, it had been a while since he was last a wake and after so much time, the muscle memory would deplete if not the muscles themselves as well as the body becoming very still from not being in such constant motion like the rest of the world of the awake and functioning. Thus, she was being careful not to move too fast and drag him or cause him to get injured on their journey to getting something to eat. Along the walk she began thinking of all the possibilities of food that she could eat, things she hadn't in years but still remembered every taste and texture which she had before her long nap in division four. Her lips parting as the woman began drooling a bit at the thought but snapped out of it as she turned her attention to the male with a deep pink color on her cheeks, praying mentally, that he had not seen her moment of day-dreaming about food and delight. A smile on her lips as she spoke to him in a cheerful mood. "Anything in particular you want to get? There should be a huge selection of things that we could get." She was rather chipper to distract herself from the possibility of her stomach growling at her out of hunger. She had only been back to functioning and being awake for two days more than him, so her body was trying to still regulate her hunger and her over-all body responses back to normal. "What's your favorite food?"

⌠Stable≈Sensory⌡ His answer had taken her back but a bit. When the young scientist woke up, the first thing she could think about eating was crab sticks. Crab meet was her favorite food to taste, cook with and just have in many dishes. It slightly baffled the girl that he couldn't think of anything to eat or that he would consider his favorite. Her head tilting as they slowly reached the small food court of District 4. It was a simple area where most people could sit and enjoy the usual hospital food that had a bit more flavor to it. She didn't rightfully have any exact idea of what she wanted but some rice seemed to be the smartest way to go since he just woke and it would fill him easily. Her eyes shifted over to the male as she smiled, leading him towards an empty table. "I'm just going to grab us some rice. Simple, fast to get and if you're starving, it's filling!" She said with a light cheer, making sure he was comfortable and stable without her grasp to hold him up and pranced away to grab two bolls of warm white rice. A soft grin remaining on her lips as she made eye contact with the chef, only to playfully wink at the male. His reaction caused the woman to giggle as the chef turned around quickly and seemed to tense up. It was always one of her favorite things to find the shier kind of individuals and poke at them a bit. If they had some fight, it would always make situations more entertaining but the shy-guys made life playfully sweet. Aiyoku made her way back to the male and gave him a warm, sweet smile. She sat across from the male, placing the warm boll before him and a pair of chopsticks balancing on top of the soft pile of sustenance. She lifted her boll and chopsticks up slightly and spoke with a light cheer. "Time to dig in!"