Get your shit together. (Akira/Chizuru)

AKIRA TAIRITSU

Japan.

It was awkward to finally be coming to this specific school, a rare moment of him accepting that Zathrusta wasn’t going anywhere but these recent outbursts and loss of time have become volatile. He could hardly believe the rumors that Miss Honsho could allegedly offer insight into genuine control of internal monsters but it did not stop him hopping into the gigai. A school though? Despite the external almost chamelic level of being social, being around younger individuals always felt a little awkward and exceptionally dangerous for a Vizard.

Regardless, the man found himself after a trip infront of the school and offered a polite smile to the nearest individual.

."Pardon me, I am looking for a Miss Honsho?”

He didn’t exactly schedule anything, maybe he should have now looking back on it.

AKIRA TAIRITSU

She was pretty.

Focus.

Akira would respond to her cheery laugh with a warm smile, soft features radiating a gentle confidence alongside the firm handshake that met Chizuru’s own. To be candid with himself? It felt absolutely sensational to hear another speak of Vizards in a tone different, others had of course but being one allegedly herself? That was the difference. To find a kindred spirit in this ocean of bullshit had brought him a slither of desire, one that begged to turn into a flame of hope that this Zathrusta issue could finally be managed. Once his lips parted, a hopeful and soft voice tone crept out to greet her ears.

."Absolute pleasure to meet you Chizuru. Apologies for this abrupt visitation, I’m Akira Tairitsu. It had come to my attention that you had insight into Vizards, as rare as such kin are alongside methods of managing them? I’m aware I’m not a student but I can offer compensation.”

Zathrusta on the other hand wasn’t too pleased by this newfound intent to manage him. The audacity of this host was disgusting, as if a Shinigami could hope to see the depth of their future together. Typical. The venomous growl was felt in the ear, a sudden snarl like an animal ready to go for the throat that only the host could suffer to hear.

."Careful boy! We’re around so many delectable lives, be such a pity if they couldn’t play hide and seek well enough..”

AKIRA TAIRITSU

Akira blinked a few moments as he listened to Chizuru, seemingly a woman adept at this whole issue and maybe the only option he had about handling this insufferable entity within the core. There was a crossroads, let Zathrusta seemingly act out more aggressively or actually take a step toward handling it. Fucking annoyance. Finally did he exhale and shake his head at Chizuru, glancing about as clear beads of sweat from anxiety came through.

."Both. I’m a Vizard and I’ve had this…For a long time now but I’ve always managed to handle it to the most basic degree, ignoring the persistent threats it had. Recently though I’ve been having-.”

He hated admitting it.

."Blotches in memory. It’s like I can feel it clawing at my stomach and ribcage recently, more akin to a feral animal than anything I’ve felt before with him. There’s nobody I can really turn too and I’m worried that it’s only a matter of time until I wake up in a pool of someone else's blood.”

AKIRA TAIRITSU

Blunt.

Well considering her analogy was akin to leashing a brat or a bull rider exhausting out their rodeo until it was tamed. Hrm. Such a theory sounded easy on paper but that might not entirely be the case, Akira recalled the time after facing that Adjucha that Zathrusta attempted his takeover already. It was a comfort to know from another that this was the avenue one had to go, akin to achieving that infamous bankai. Another issue for another time. There was a thoughtful hum before offering an exhale.

."So akin to achieving a Bankai, it’s about dominating the entity into submission and forcing to obey your whim. That is alot easier said than done but of course you’ve achieved it among others, that in itself is a comforting conclusion. Do you have any ideas on the most effective ways to achieve this? Or a hands on demonstration to this degree?”

He shook his head lightly.

."Apologies for all the questions, a rare day to be able to discuss this with someone without worry.”

AKIRA TAIRITSU

The Urahara?!

It was definitely a moment of being taken back, offering a soft cough as the shock to his system couldn’t be more obvious at such a legendary title. The man was practically and allegedly the smartest man breathing, absolutely fascinating whilst simultaneously being a little terrifying that Kisuke had some hand in this manner. The advice she gave was solid, blunt and to the point as part of him knew there was no reconciliation with Zathrusta, it was an entity that craved violence above all else- No…It craved the decay of all foundations.

."Such I believe is not possible with this specific issue, it’s clear to me if me coming from yourself that it may be the only way forward. To engage with my…Inner Hollow in the real world, though I’d like to request usage of your facility if that is okay? With your oversight of course. I think any tips about this process would be grateful, Bankai is not something I’ve achieved.”

That was not something he liked admitting so openly but Chizuru might be the only way to controlling Zathrusta, though much like speaking of the devil. It elected to speak.

."If you so much as use that foul machine on me, I’ll consume every bacteria in this forsaken breeding ground for fools! Don’t you dare Akira!.”

A slight twitch of Akiras left eye said it all, definitely not easy to placate it.