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Yuzu develops a comfortable work routine. She joins Jinta and Ururu for the required pre-work snack, grabs her water, and moves outside for the afternoon sweep. Most afternoons, Kisuke remains outside and watches. Whenever Ururu joins, any hunger disappears and instead settles into a neutral expression.
Yoruichi continues hovering wherever she pleases but resigns to moving whenever anyone else enters the room. Kisuke persists in making them bond and his flirting attempts.
His favorite new hangout spot becomes wherever she happens to be. Should another employee be around, he either chooses silence or whatever neutral topic everyone else decides on. His flirting remains mostly harmless: hanging around outside the bathroom, winking, and staring just a little too long when she bends over or rises on her tiptoes.
Tessai watches his actions closely and seems prepared for the second he crosses a line. She settles into her work routine, reassured and comfortable. Were she given a choice, she would prefer her environment remain as such. Her other job takes it upon itself to intervene, though.
Everyone stares, which she should be accustomed to by now. Her nursing experience is invaluable, an experience which she will be forever grateful for. No one is ever willing to accept her honest explanations, though, when she arrives places with a bloody nose, black eyes, bruises, cuts, or scratches, though. Today is no exception.
Yuzu dodges her nosy classmates and overly concerned teacher, who has never taken a liking to her father despite his efforts. But she cannot dodge her fellow employees. Yuzu raises her bandaged hands in surrender and gives them a smile, one which makes her jaw ache.
"I feel fine," she promises. "A patient came into our clinic last night and became hysterical during the examination. I've experienced far worse injuries, and patients usually apologize once their senses return."
Tessai cups her chin and carefully turns her face back and forth. "Have you taken anything for the pain? Would your family be upset did I give you something?"
"I've been relying on ice and keeping everything clean," she replies. "I really do feel fine, Mister Tessai."
Tessai mashes his lips together. "I realize it might not seem like anything for you. However, I must insist you take five minutes to ice the swelling and then get to work."
"Is this another one of those non-negotiable things like our afternoon snack?"
"It is non-negotiable," he chuckles. "I only ask you take five minutes."
Yuzu accepts his non-negotiable argument and sits out front with an ice pack against her cheek.
Bored, she swings her legs back and forth and counts from backward from three-hundred. Her cheek is beginning to go delightfully numb when Kisuke plops down beside her. Kisuke rests his chin in his palm and squints as he observes her face. Her cheek is colored black and purple and swollen despite the continuous ice treatment. Her bandages are clean, and he suspects that she probably carries extra wherever she goes.
"I hear a patient became hysterical," he says. "How frequently does that line get used?"
"It doesn't happen very often," she replies. "Patients going through withdrawals, suffering seizures, or going without their anti-psychotic medications aren't themselves. I always remind myself that it isn't personal."
"You better become agiler," he warns.
"People might consider you a deviant should you continue wandering around with these bruises and bandaged hands."
Agility really doesn't matter when attempting to restrain patients, in her mind. Her focus is more on remaining calm, using her nurse voice, and promising everything will be okay/we aren't here to hurt you. Besides that, someone – anyone considering her a deviant?
"I've never been the deviant one," she says. "Ichigo and Karin have their deviant tendencies, but I've always been the good girl. It's not a title I reject or feel resentment towards either. I don't mean to offend you, Kisuke, but you don't seem like a deviant either."
Good girl wakes something: amusement and hunger. Kisuke relaxes his legs until his knee touches hers, and she resists the urge to clench her knees together. She's touched knees with other people before, and this isn't complete skin-to-skin contact.
It is fine. It is fine. It is fine.
Kisuke presses his knee further into hers. "Now, I take offense towards that title. I can behave in the proper situations, but being a deviant is much more fun."
Her cheek is going numb. "What type of deviant are you?"
"I don't know that my deviancy has some hard and fast definition. I enjoy things without apology or shame, things which others recognize as taboo."
"I once assisted in removing a cucumber from someone's butt. I doubt the things you enjoy without apology or shame can shock me."
"I enjoy teasing people. I enjoy watching them become more and more desperate for an orgasm: gasping, gulping breathings, and fighting their bodies while I watch and demand they wait. Even more enjoyable is watching someone struggle against their full bladder, desperate not to wet themselves."
Her voice comes out a squeak. "Is that something else you enjoy? A person wetting themselves?"
Yuzu clamps her thighs together as he moans and slumps forward. "I enjoy it more when the person climbs atop me and wets themselves."
Now, all she can think about is the bathroom incident mere weeks ago. Was his reaction more than pure amusement over her predicament? Her knees threaten to begin quaking. Clamping her thighs together cannot dissuade her body's natural reaction to his moan, and she has nothing that deviant to counter.
"I've never even used a toy," she whispers. "Oh…I shouldn't have shared that with my boss. I am so sorry."
He moans louder and slumps even further forward. A flush creeps up her neck and it seems like now would be the best time to just throw her ice pack, scream an apology, and run back into the shop.
"You might enjoy a massager or rabbit," he murmurs. "Their qualities contribute wonderfully to edge play. I continue demanding them to wait, wait, wait, and want to come unglued right along with them."
"Mister Tessai might have objections to your suggestion," she says breathlessly. "You're trying to convert me into a deviant."
Kisuke leans back, and she can clearly see an erection protruding from his clothing. She ducks her head and presses the ice pack harder against her cheek.
"Tessai won't be a problem," he says. "Until he sees the new installment in the bathroom. I'll bet you've never considered getting down on a filthy bathroom floor and taking some strangers cock through a hole. I'll bet you've never even fantasized about it."
Yuzu rises on shaky legs. "I should return to work."
She's gone beyond five minutes. Besides that, she wants to check the newest installment in the bathroom. Who knows, she might just entertain his described fantasy should she get the floor clean enough.