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[hiroto]

Hiroto looked out over the street, watching the various kinds of people hurrying to and fro. So many people. So many possible operations. A new face here, a new heart there. So many things that Doctor Miwa could give them. Well, his company. It was just kicking off and so far it was showing signs of major success. It would hit the world wide market soon. It would be wonderful then.

And being that some of the organs were mass produced, those would be reusable. He smirked slightly at the thought. Reusable if the person missed their payments. He had that written into the contract for buying one of his products, or just going under his knife that if they couldn't pay, they would return what they were using.

The plan was perfect and he couldn't be more pleased with it. Everything was running so smoothly and the doctor couldn't have done it without his nurse and partner, Kiseichu. She was creepily convenient at times, but it was one of the reasons he so liked her to be around. It was useful to have a nurse that seemed to just have everything right on the spot at the right moment.

Well, it was about time that he get to work. He had large signs hanging outside as well as advertisements in quite a few papers. There were a few operations for him to perform today to replace a liver, lungs, various other things. The papers were signed, the patients checked in and getting prepped for surgery.

Walking to his desk, he straightened his scrubs and pressed a button on the phone. Kis, its almost time for the first patient. Please meet me at the operation room, He said, voice monotone. Leaving his office, he headed to a lower floor, already prepared for the work ahead.

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

Sitting there at her desk building a little syringe and pen tower upon its surface, the woman who looked like she could possibly win the craziest hair style award of the year licked her red glossed lips with a smirk across her lips. One more of these little things and her mini replica of this building would be complete! Honestly, she loved it here even though most demons of her caliber would simply laugh and try to take the whole entire operation for themselves. No, not the creepy nurse who was always on call for her mortal boss, a revolutionary business man of sorts. It was alright to her for lots of ungodly creatures to point and laugh at her for willingly aiding some greedy human without claiming his soul later. As if that was the only payment in the universe! Her unearthly peers could be so stupid sometimes, good thing she didn't bother with them very much and kept herself preoccupied here were Doctor Hiroto Miwa worked diligently day after day!

Standing up to her full height of six feet and three inches with a syringe in hand before balancing it right at the tip top, very carefully moving away from it before triumphantly resting a gloved hand upon her hip. Leaving those strawberry glossed lips curved into a smirk, she couldn't help but narrow her golden tinted amber hued optics as she gave it a good look over. Wonderful structure, as usual! Just before she could congratulate herself out loud, that's when the demon woman's boss' voice came through the speaker of her phone. That's right, today was going to be a busy busy day, wasn't it? Walking around the desk to take a look at the structure, the lovely Kiseichu Clossiana wouldn't waste any more time. After all...she did like being there before her boss~!

Not bothering to respond to his words in a verbal response, it was obvious he was going to be out of the office right away as usual. That's just how it went and it was perfectly fine, she didn't mind at all. "Another day another patient, this is going to be a wonderful WONDERFUL day~!" Stretching her arms up a bit at she walked over to the light switch with her high heeled boots clacking ever so slightly against the floor while her calm, yet delightful tone graced the office of hers. Flicking the light off with a soft chuckle passing her lips, she was then engulfed within the darkness of a large shadow before thinking about that lovely operation room he so kindly asked her to meet him at. All the details going through her mind and just in case that didn't work, the room number's digits. Closing her eyes for a moment, it was as though she sunk down into the floor before emerging into...the supply room?

Pulling herself up to her feet, she couldn't help but blink a couple of times and wonder how she ended up in there. Well that didn't matter, she was already in the room she had to be in, it just wasn't the part she liked most of all. Flicking on the light, without even really looking she began loading up a stainless steel cart with all the various tools and medicine her mortal superior would need. Of course, the more expensive items she just focused on in the depths of her mind and tugged out of her sleeves while humming out `Walking on Sunshine`. In a way, this is how she contributed to keeping more money in that kindly greedy man's pockets. The other employees didn't have her power nor ability, so she'd leave what was paid for to their disposal and use. Alright, once she could see that everything he'd need was there, she took her leave from the supply room pushing the cart out still humming that upbeat melody.

Though it didn't quite match that smirk which could probably be mistaken as a tad bit seductive across her lips...at least she was happy! Getting the tray in place, she crossed her arms behind her back and stood there in the well lit room closing her eyes humming the rest of the song. It felt so strange to cut a song off and felt almost like a crime! Especially when she was just killing time in a deathly silent room.

[hiroto]

Hiroto walked down the hallways of his hospital, his shoes already muffled by the little sterile booties. Yes, booties. They were required, so shush. He had glared down anyone that had tried to complain about them and they were now silent and happy to wear the stupid little things. All surgeons knew that his was the best operation room to work in. If they wanted something impressive on their resumes, they wanted to work here. So, they shut their mouths and bared with his rules.

And they worked well. Things were as smooth as ever and the staff was actually rather content considering. Bare a few small things silently and they had a nice career here that usually ended very well. And patients actually enjoyed themselves to a certain point. With the money he rearranged here and there, the food was better. The service and bed-side manner was excellent. When the patients were released, they usually only had nice things to say about the place.

He grinned slightly at the thought and pushed through a set of doors. More prompt than me, as usual. I do wonder how you do it sometimes, Kiseichu, He remarked. The doctor knew where her office was. He had made sure his top nurse did have an office of her own and that it was a damn nice one. The dark haired man also knew that typically, normal people did not get to the operation room that fast and have everything ready before he even arrived.

Always something creepy about her. But, at least it worked. He took a few minutes to finish getting ready, washing his hands thoroughly and adding the gloves and gown to his outfit. Oh, yes, and the hairnet. Ready, my lovely nurse? Hiroto questioned, straight faced as he put the mask in place before pushing his way into the operation room itself with the awaiting patient. Hello, Mister Queen. You'll be feeling good as new by morning, He said in a bright voice. His dark eyes actually shined a little as he said it. It was a new heart he was getting. Should he default, Kiseichu would know exactly who he was and what she was taking by being here through the operation herself. Their relationship was a beautiful one.

[Kiseichu Clossiana]

Finishing up her little humming edition of `Walking on sunshine` as she quietly put on her surgical mask. With the last few melodic tunes gently passing her lips in a slightly muffled fashion, the woman's smile grew just a bit and exposed her pretty pearly whites. Sure they were hidden but OH HOW HAPPY SHE WAS~! Maybe some would find it difficult to believe that this upbeat woman was currently the main hand delivering repo treatment to those who failed to keep up on their payments? Or maybe others got that creepy vibe from her as well and wouldn't be surprised if that were the case. With her gaze fixated upon the doors, she figured the miracle working doctor of sorts would wander on in fairly soon. The one she would help as long as she could keep herself on this lovely little mortal infested Earth.

It wasn't as though she actually had a social life of some sort let alone any friends. Of course she was nice as can be to the patients because they were paying a wonderful fellow good money so why not? They deserved at least that much until they decided to cross Dr. Hiroto Miwa which would in turn be crossing her as well which was a wretched idea. Soon after the doctor who offered organs for those in need with the willingness to accept the price tag made his way in ready for surgery and commented about how she was more prompt than he was as usual and even added on that sometimes, he wondered how she did it. Letting out a soft chuckle, she quirked her brows with a look in her optics hinting off that there was indeed a bit of amusement, almost as much as she had lacing her mellow tone, "Mmmm, I can't give away all of my secrets, doctor~" Closing her eyes for a moment as she let out a gentle little chuckle that closely followed her words before reopening them once more. Normally, she'd let someone such as her boss know about how she got from point A to point F, however this case was different.

Much much different from before, why so? Because the somewhat insane demon nurse figured that he was one of those mortals that was oh so used to the norm that something THAT out of his element might give him a heart attack. Accidentally giving a heart attack to someone she didn't hate? Not her style! Not her style at all....and the idea of being smacked repeatedly by a crucifix didn't settle very well with her either. Been there, done that, definitely not something she enjoys reliving! Watching him continue to prepare for the surgery, she actually felt a little bad about not being able to comply to his guidelines to a T...seeing that her hair was far too crazy to fit in a hair net.

Thankfully she just kept her distance and handed him things he needed let alone manage to be on his good side. Quite frankly, she didn't want to be on his bad side which is why she tried to keep it hush hush from him that whole `GUESS WHAT? SUH-PRISE! I'M A DEMON!` ...thing. Letting out a lighthearted chuckle soon after he asked if she was ready and called her his lovely nurse as well for a short moment, she cooed out the words "Of course, my dear doctor~" and canted her head ever so slightly to the side with an unseen grin crossing her lips. Almost as though she delightfully devoured a soul and wanted to express her happiness to the world about it. Maybe it was best that it went unseen...errrr....after all...some who had seen that smile claimed chills went down their spines! Grasping onto the cart, the woman with fluffily crazy hair followed on after her boss giving off that jolly vibe to the best of her ability all while oddly keeping her professional composure all at the same time.

Hearing his bright tone and seeing that glint in his eye as she put the stainless steel cart into place, it was always nice to see this mortal in such a pleasant mood! Most of the time it was almost like he was a monotone drone and it made her want to see if she could cheer him up even a little. For now, she hoped that merely doing her job was fitting the bill in `keep the boss' mood good` department...then again she must of been doing things right...her office was proof of that one! Looking to the man about to get his new heart, it didn't look like it but she was studying and memorizing his every feature just like she did with all the other patients that were welcomed to the operating table. All to get the product if the person took advantage of her boss, Hiroto...it had happened before. They couldn't escape her though...none of them could when it was her turn to play the little game of operation with them. Right now, all she was is an observer...lucky them because it seemed as though her current role was to take lives just like her race seemed to do so well despite the fact she was more merciful than most.

Clasping her hands together, she spoke in such a sweet manner while fixating her gaze upon Mr. Queen who ALMOST seemed in shock that it was humanly possible to have such crazy hair, "Oh my I absolutely must agree~! Doctor Hiroto Miwa is only the best surgeon you could possibly hope for~!" Making her sweet exterior seem authentic rather than sugar coated and fake, she really did mean every word spoken to the patient who seemed to let out a somewhat nervous induced sigh of relief. So far, this man was at least the best MORTAL surgeon she had ever encountered. Getting herself in position for observing the surgery and to be useful when need be, she rest her hands at her sides almost anticipating the moment this man's insides would be exposed for her entertainment. Every operation was like a new episode and this little was most certainly no exception! This on its own was going to be payment enough...more so if she was the one to play fetch for her boss like an obedient dog later on because a patient decided to be naughty as can be.

A lovely little partnership it was, benefiting both parties nicely!