Chp 2
My New Job
After the family dinner, Sora volunteered to drive us all home. Aunt Rangiku had one too many glasses of wine and she was having trouble walking straight.
"But Orihiiimee, I can drive juss fine," she slurred in a sing song voice, right next to my ear.
"No, Aunt Rangiku its fine, Sora will drive. Right, Sora?" I said while helping her walk to the car. Sora nodded.
"Mother, your giving me a headache." Angry Toshiro commented rubbing his temples.
"Shiro why must you be so mean to your mother, its okay, come let mommy squeeze yer cheekies!" Aunt Rangiku who just a second ago was fake crying attempted to drunkenly walk to Toshiro to 'squeeze his cheekies'.
"Oh no, auntie I don't think that's safe!" I quickly went to grab her before she tripped over her own two feet.
Finally reaching the car, Sora began the short drive home. Toshiro and Sora sat in the front seat while auntie and I were in the back, she had fallen asleep with her head on my lap and I didn't have the heart to wake her up. Somehow adjusting her seat-belt to where it was safe but she was still comfortable, I sat back and thought about the previous dinner we just had.
Sora was worried about me working in a mental asylum, thinking it might be 'to dangerous' and 'not the type of place someone like me should work at'. Although offended I knew where he was coming from, after all he was my loving protective older brother. I pretty much told him exactly what I told myself when debating on what I should major in. Before I said anything I began to think in my head, questioning myself once more about why I wanted to major in one of the branches of psychology. Yes, I wanted to help my community and the people that needed it, but I also wanted to have my future job in an area where I could possibly learn a little more about the abilities I have. May be I could finally learn if I was crazy or not? I also remembered back to the story my father told me of when he was placed in a mental asylum, what if there are more people like me? What if they're suffering because of something they couldn't control? What if I was in their situation? I don't think I could just sit around, I needed answers and studying in this area could help me. I refused to tell anyone my secret and nor will I take medication. That's how I made the decision of getting my major in psychology near bye my house in Karakura Town, Japan, my birth place. So I pretty much told Sora that, except the part where I questioned my own sanity and wanted to learn more about my 'special abilities'. He just sighed and nodded, apologizing for being so worried, he said he was still very proud of me.
The conversations went well the rest of the night. Sitting in the car, I couldn't prevent myself to forget about the thing I ran into before entering the restaurant. Dad had told me when I was younger that no two ghosts looked alike and well they were all dead, he also told me to never trust them for they were not all good. The thing I saw back in the restaurant. I cannot formulate the words to describe them, just that they are different. I used to be afraid of them and well I guess is still am, but it was worse when I was younger. I remember at night when I would sleep, they would stand in the dark corners of my room, standing tall the black objects with red eyes would watch me sleep. It was shortly after my parents had left and they started showing up. I cried myself to sleep that night. But, every morning when I woke up they would be gone.
Trying to forget about it, I began to wonder how my first day at work would go. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous, because I was, very much so. But I was also exited! I really wanted to help people that needed it, and who knows? Maybe I'll get some answers concerning myself. I was so lost in thought; I didn't notice my brother park in our driveway. Auntie's side of the door opened and Toshiro rolled his eyes. Taking her seatbelt of, Toshiro picked aunt Rangiku up gently, careful not to hit her head against anything, and began to carry her into the house. Following after them, I locked the door behind me. With plans of going to my room and falling asleep, I ignored the ghosts around me, giving in to the deep slumber.
Two days passed by quickly and before I knew it, it was my first day at work. Wearing a white button up and black high waisted long skirt that fell mid thigh, I wore comfortable flats. Grabbing my purse I walked out of my room. Double checking to make sure I didn't forget anything, I checked the clock on my phone for the fourth time that day. Both Sora and Toshiro had left for work earlier because of a really important case they had to work on, they wished me good luck and I thanked them before they walked through the front door. I was an hour early, but I began to drive to my new place of work. It wasn't that far away from home but once I got there I sat in my car waiting for the time to turn 7. I heard irregular breathing, my car door never opened, and I knew I wasn't alone. Looking to my left I saw an old lady. When I was younger I could differentiate ghosts from humans easily because the ghosts were a little more –transparent-, I was able to see past them. With this old lady, she wasn't transparent at all… she looked human, but I knew she wasn't.
"You can see me cant you?" She asked.
I was confused; she looked so human, not trusting my voice I just nodded.
"What's a young girl like you doing in a place like this?" With a question roaming in the air, her wrinkled face and eyes didn't break contact with mine.
Clearing my throat and coughing a few times, I finally found my voice. "Today's my first day working here."
She began to laugh, "Oh, well, good luck. There's many, unusual people here. Dangerous also. It seems like this place attracts people of… my kind."
"You mean ghosts?"
She nodded.
"How… how is it that you look different? I can see you just fine, if I didn't know any better I would say you were human."
"I don't know," and she disappeared into thin air.
My alarm went off causing me to jump, looking at my phone, it was time. Grabbing all my things I began to make my way into the asylum. Remembering the older lady, I had to be careful. I don't want to be talking to a ghost who others couldn't see, I could lose my job and in place of it I might be the one who had to go here. Taking a deep breath I opened the door. Finally reaching the front door of the asylum, I failed to notice that at that same moment someone was standing there reaching for the handle. I accidentally slammed the door into them. Beginning to panic, I opened the door fully, careful this time. I saw a young man in a white doctors lab coat, bent on one knee picking up a few folders and books. Paper was scattered all over the ground.
"I am soo sorry! I didn't see you behind the door and-", he interrupted me while I was attempting to help pick up all the paper.
"It's fine; if I actually looked up from this document I would've seen someone was opening the door. You're not completely at fault," he smiled at me and looking up I saw his face. He was gorgeous. He had dark chocolate brown eyes and a strong jaw. Wide shoulders and straight shiny teeth. His hair was a bright orange color, conflicting mine. I noticed I was staring and went back to picking up the files, trying to suppress a blush.
"Sorry again and here you go." I handed over the files, our fingers glazed and I pulled back.
He began to laugh and it brought butterflies to my stomach, "You don't have to apologize but thanks for the help," he smiled at me and went on his way.
I stood there speechless for a few seconds, what is this feeling? It's never happened to me before. I didn't have time to ponder over it for I remembered I had a job.
Walking further, the first thing I noticed was the smell, disinfectant? There were also many security guards. Spotting the front desk I began to walk to it. Reaching it, I told the older lady working there about how I recently was hired, she smiled kindly at me and told me to follow her. Going through a hall, it was very quiet. She stopped by a door and knocked on it, "Dr. Unohona, Miss. Inoue is here.'' Opening the door for me, I thanked the older woman, walking in; I greeted Mrs. Unohona, also my boss.
"Hello there Miss. Inoue, I'm Retsu Unohona, we spoke over the phone."
"Yes Mrs. Unohona, I remember. Thank you so much for this opportunity, I promise to try my best!" I said.
"Of course, well lets get to it shall we? I'll have one of the security guards and my assistant Miss. Kotetsu show you around and introduce you to what we do here. I looked at your resume and chose the area you're qualified for. Throughout the day you will be working in both wings. From 8-11 you will work in the west wing, floor five, that's where the children are located. Your lunch break is from 11-12. After, from 12-5 you will be working in the east wing, on the fourth floor, that wing is meant only for adults. We will start you off with two patients on each side and build up from there. Once all your sessions are over with, you will communicate with two other workers here from 5 to around 6:30 depending on how long it takes. Hopefully you will meet them throughout the institute before hand. Miss. Kotetsu will give you the folders on the patients and the other materials you will need. If you have any questions, you can ask either me or Dr. Urahara, head of the adult east wing." Mrs. Unohona finished and smiled at me. Reciprocating the action I smiled back, the door opened and a tall female with short silver hair walked through. Presuming it was Miss. Kotetsu I shook her hand.
"If your ready Mrs. Inoue, we can start our tour around the institute." Calmly stated Miss. Kotetsu.
"Of course, turning around and thanking Mrs. Unohona I followed the tall woman in to the institute that may have the answers I've been looking for all my life.
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