Dinner smells wafted through the door as a cart of food was pushed in by a young looking boy, his hair long and black, covering the sides of his face and curtaining downward. A medical pack was attached to his back in place of a Zanpakuto and the small frown that graced his face seemed happier then it looked.

Deidei cocked her head to the side, sitting up and placing her arms by her side, having just finished her set of sit ups, crunches being out of the question due to the state of her body. "Nyah, dinner time, un!" she chirped happily, smiling brightly at the man. He mustered a small smile back as he passed out the trays and steam cleaned chop sticks. "Arigato gozaimus, un!" she said cheerfully as she took hers out of his arms and plopped onto the bed with it.

The nurses sighed, one of them tugging on a lock of her chestnut hair as she attempted to keep sane. This patient was horrid, always pushing herself and never listening to them. It had been so bad, her protests often made with a raised voice, that they had been asked to section her cot off from the others with a series of whit curtains. Having just finished watching her hundred sit ups with worried expressions, they continued begging her to stop, almost giving up by the time tears came to her blue eyes. Shrugging off the pain, she pulled apart the chopsticks, yawning before chanting the normal phrase and digging in.

The chestnut haired nurse nodded to the man, "Thank you Hana." She said with a blank face, turning back to the charts and shifting through them. "If you wouldn't mind, the bathrooms down the hall need a bit of cleaning; it looks as if the patrol squad stopped in there not too long ago."

Deidei narrowed her eyes some, chewing on a tough bite of meat as she watched the interaction. The man seemed delighted to be asked to clean something, as if it was a treat to take care of other's messes. Assuming the man liked cleaning, it probably was. Shrugging away the train of thoughts she dug into her meal with renewed gusto, frowning as she reached the end of her bowl.

Setting the china aside with a soft clink, she perked up, hearing the chatter from a familiar man, unfortunately the voice that followed it was Mr. Creepy Smiles. God damn.

She nestled back into her cot, pulling a wooden dagger from her bag and adjusting the lead weights on it, flipping it over and twirling it around the way they had been taught in melee class. She sighed, tossing it into the air and catching it as Renji and Ichimaru walked in.

Renji waved, making his way over right away, while Gin chatted with a woman who had been residing near the back of the infirmary since Hana had dropped off dinner. Her long over robe was white, showing she was a Captain as well.

Not even bothering to crane to hear, Deidei leaned back farther, the whistle of air through a nearby vent bringing the voices to her ears. She shook her head in disgust, nothing interesting was being conversed, simply business. She yawned, pulling away and turning her face to the red head entering her curtained off area. "Hiya, un." She said with a smile.

Renji waved, "Ichimaru-Taicho came to see you, I told him you'd be glad to see him." He said mischievously, Deidei groaned, rolling over so she could bury her face in the pillow.

"You're an ass, un. An evil, sword-wielding ass, un." She moaned, hearing the silver haired man's foot steps approaching.

"Deidei-chaaaaaan~!" Gin called, poking his head past the curtain with a smile. A sweat drop formed on Renji's head as he stepped to the side, allowing the man's skipping entry. "I heard you tried running away todaaaaay~."

The blonde didn't respond, she simply looked up from her pillows and stared at the man with a blank expression. He twiddled his fingers at her, sweeping in with a flourish of robes and stricking a "natural" pose, his hands on his hips. "Even your aura annoys me, un." Deidei whispered to herself, blue eyes narrowing.

The Taicho chuckled, shrugging some. "I've heard I have that effect on people. Now, Academy-chan, how're you feeling, hnnn?"

Deidei cocked a brow, "Well enough to leave, un." She said with emphasis, trying to drop her not so subtle hint. The man didn't seem to catch it.

Snapping his fingers he waggled an index flange at her. "No, no, no~! Deidei-chan, you must simply stay! After all, you might not have a choice in the matter!" he chirped happily, the blonde raised the other brow. "But! Before you take that wrong… I want you to meet someone~!" he said happily, swaying some to the side.

Crossing her arms, Deidei glared. "If he's anything like you, I'll pass thank you, un." Renji smirked, looking to the side as he leaned against the wall, always impressed with the girl's raw nerve.

"I'm nothing like him. If I was, I'd let you stab me." Said a juvenile voice. Deidei's eyes swept over to the curtain that had been closed behind Gin. A tanned hand reached in, pulling it open slowly and revealing a young teen male, his sleeveless Captain's robe matching his long hair.

Blue locked with blue for a moment, the silence seeming to stretch on forever as Renji shifted nervously, wondering just what had brought this boy here. Their stern faces stayed with each other's gaze, as if sizing the other up purely through the strength and intensity of the other's glare. Sighing, Deidei looked away, turning her gaze to a stray thread in her pillow case that had been bugging her since that morning, tugging at it absently.

Gin chuckled, "Well don't you two seem to like one another~!" he cooed, clapping his hands together. "We could arrange a play date!" he suggested.

The boy felt his eye twitch, his glare turning to the other light haired man. "Shut it, Ichimaru." He warned, folding his arms crossly. He turned his attention back to the girl on the bed and held out a paper. "I need you to fill this out."

"What is it, un?"

"You're personal information. I'll need it if you're going to be working under me."

Deidei clenched her jaw to keep it from gapping open. Taking a deep breath to calm her racing mind she tilted her head to the side, long blonde hair sweeping across her arms that lay folded neatly in her lap. "Hnnn? Working, un?" she asked for clarification.

"Yes, working. My name is Hitsugaya Toshiro. Captain of the Tenth Division, and I am formally welcoming you to it." He said. The blonde didn't react at all like Gin had been expecting. She yawned impolitely, took the paper and smirked.

"Alright then, un. My name is Aboto Deidei, it's a pleasure to meet you." Grabbing the pen that was nearby Renji, she looked through the paper.

Name: Aboto Deidei

Age: Who Knows?

Academy Year: Junior

Most Recent Address: None

Any Family Members: None

Side Jobs: None

Invited By Captain: Hitsugaya Toshiro

Any Medical Problems?: Beside my current injury, no. I have several healed bones though, I could list them if you would like.

Other: I'm still in the Infirmary… And I have a speech tick, I say "un" after every sentence. Have fun getting used to it.

Handing it back she hummed softly under her breath, twirling the brush slowly, the ink stained bristles capturing her attention. Toshiro looked over it and coughed, offering it back to her. "We need that information, Aboto." He said. Deidei looked up to meet his gaze.

"I gave you everything I know, Hitsugaya-Taicho, un. I've had no home for several weeks, and the one I had before that I only listed so I could attend the Academy, un. I don't know my age, though I'd guess fourteen to seventeen human years physically, un, and I've no medical conditions, un. I don't know how I could possibly fill it out better, un." She retorted. He huffed some, the paper disappearing into his sleeve as he glowered, his bottom lip turning out as he looked to the side.

With a curt nod he accepted the paper, "Fine. Your uniform will be sent up tomorrow. The nurses will inform me when you are healthy enough to undergo the graduation ceremony to receive your Zanpakuto." He said simply, a breeze rolling in through the cracked window, ruffling his hair and adding a level of serenity to his stern figure.

Deidei kicked her feet lightly, her heel tapping against the metal base of the cot. "Alright… un." She said, not happy that she would perform the ceremony when the nurses deemed her ready instead of when she knew she was ready. Taking a deep breath the slumped back, holding her torso up with her strong arms, elbows bent a touch to keep them from locking. Hitsugaya observed her for a moment, taking in everything from the playful smirk on her lips to the challenging glint in her eyes. His light blue gaze caught the way the tips of her hair rustled in the wind, that her kimono top was slipping open, revealing a touch of cleavage, and that she was wriggling her toes against the top of her other foot. Tearing his eyes away he nodded again, turning and leaving silently, wondering just how this girl was going to fit into the squad. Gin had manipulated him into bringing her into his squad, claiming that her attitude and skills would bring a breath of fresh air to the familiar barracks, but he wasn't convinced. The girl was housing an injury that could keep her out of the field for some time, unless she pushed herself to heal quicker; however, that could result in a permanent damage to the intercostals muscles that could take her out all together.

Sighing, the boy slid open the infirmary doors, stepping out into the hall and glancing over at the sentry making his rounds near the end of the hall.

Deidei looked over at Gin and Renji, who were both watching her with interest. She began humming under her breath, smiling as she waited for one of them to break the silence. Renji took the opportunity. "So, Deidei-chan… what was that about never getting a spot in the Gotei 13?" he joked some, smiling widely.

The blonde giggled, pushing her hair back as she smiled at him, "Well, Mr. Creepy Smiles did say something about a Taicho surprising me, un." She said, her gaze settling on the silver haired man with renewed interest, so apparently this man wasn't just an annoying tease. He had something to him that was refreshing in an addictive way. The poison that dripped from his words and smiled only made her want to draw closer, to see if being in his presence would kill her… or kill her sorrow.

"Mr. Creepy Smiles?" Ichimaru said, his smirk slowly widening into a wide grin, making Deidei shiver as a chill crept its way down her back. She batted her eyes innocently.

Chuckling some, the silver haired man leaned against the wall, his arms folding over his chest loosely. Though they mimicked a similar pose, Renji and Gin looked completely different from each other. The red head eluded a sense of power and sternness, coupled with mind numbing, block head related ruthlessness and rebel tendencies. All the same time, Gin gave off the joker impression, his very aura seeming to wreath with a joke unspoken, a happy smile on his happy face as if trying to be friendly and ending up too friendly. Deidei idly compared Gin's aura to a pedophile's, then cast aside the idea, deciding instead that he seemed more of an insane rapist.

She pulled her charm out of nowhere and tossed it into the air, catching it triumphantly and smiling happily, her lips stretching in a way similar to Gin's as the two looked at each other with eyes narrowed out of nothing by their normal personalities. Renji gulped, shifting back farther against the wall as he shuddered at the energy, these two fit together. Both of them give off the impression of being a friendly cat and housing a sly fox beneath… god help us if they become friends.

Giggling, Deidei tossed the charm to Gin, who tossed it back without looking at it, initiating a small game of catch. "Neh, Ichimaru-kun, un. You were there during the whole thing at the Academy, tell my how come my out bursts didn't rule me out right away, un." She asked.

The man shrugged, catching an off target throw with an outstretched hand. "That's an easy one… you showed who you really were. Shiro-chan is going to have a tough time fighting against Kenpachi for you, Academy-chan…. They both liiiiiiiiiiiiiiked you~!" he said with a giggle, similar to that of a clown's.

Cocking her head to the side as she laid back, catching the charm with a bit of a stretch, she sat back up. "Hmmm? Kenpachi…… oh! The Taicho of the Eleventh Squad, I've heard a lot about him at the market place, un. He was that man you were talking to at the beginning of the day wasn't he, un? Nyah, with the bells in his hair, un!" she said.

Gin nodded, tossing the silver charm through the air with a flourish of his wrist. His smile grew as he watched the girl catch it, her view out the window instead of one the prize. Chuckling some, he noted she had spotted a trio of Captain's walking through the garden on the way to a meeting.

Deidei cocked her head to the side, taking in the pink flowered kimono, the bells that tinkled with every step, and the light that glinted off a pair of glasses. She squealed as someone poked her love handles, diving away from the touch and whipping her head around to glare at Gin. "You… un!" she said, wrinkling her nose and sticking her tongue out at him. The silver haired man chuckled.

Catching the charm that was hurled straight at his face, he lowered his hand, tossing it into the air and catching it a few times. "Well, I must be going Deidei-chan. Keeping other captains waiting is not a very nice thing to do~" he said, keeping a nursery rhyme rhythm to his words. The blonde nodded and slid back onto the bed, yawning widely and grabbing her ankles. Tilting her head to the side some, she put up a hand for the charm to be aimed at, her fingers snapping shut at the very moment of impact.

Renji finally spoke up as Gin skipped out of the infirmary, a small frown on his lips. "God, I always shut up around Captains like that." He muttered to himself, Deidei giggled. "Well, you two seemed to go from bullying each other to best friends, what the fuck happened with you two?" he asked, the red head turning his gaze to the girl.

She shrugged, flopping down on the bed and sprawling out eagle style. "Uh… I dun know, un. I'd guess it's because… we get along just fine, even when I wanna tear his throat out and he's trying to push me farther…. Un. Tell anyone I don't hate him… and you will die, un." She said after a moments thought, the teasing comment tacked on with her trade mark smirk, just the slightest upturn to the right corner of her lip, and a part that showed her canine tooth.

Rolling his eyes, Renji poked the side of her head, laughing as she hissed at him. "You haven't changed a bit have you Dei-chan?"

The girl punched the air vertically from her laying position. "NOPE, UN!"