Handle the Situation! [Private - Azure]

Azure Iramasha, the leader of the infamous Organization known as the Vanguard, had finally received his first day off in what felt like months. In reality, the time span had been a miniscule 6 weeks, yet the work he had done in the time between then to now was tremendous, an amount that people only dreamed of reaching as a leader of an Organization. Azure had recruited many people, and with that came the interaction with so many different people.

Every day had began to blur as the weeks stacked on and on, each day reaching twelve to fifteen hours of average work placed into the Organization. With that came quite a bit of tiredness, and for a change it seemed he relax at least somewhat on this day.

Reaching out in front of him, Azure picked up a small mug of tea that sat against the class coffee table within his tiny, small apartment. The Vanguard Leader did not live a posh lifestyle, despite the money he had at his disposal. He wished to live in the tiny apartment more than he did his old residence, the Hybrid Iramasha Mansion, quite large even for a mansion's standards. The soothing Green Tea slid quietly down Azure's throat as he flipped from one thing to the next on the small, lit screen of his cellular device. He distracted himself with what seemed to be multiple sets of News Articles regarding the removal of almost the entire Organization's staff and the new release of his recent speech. It got tiring, watching the world around him focus on what he has done and explained as the new Vanguard leader.

If they were smart, people would stand behind him and simply join in, without a word. But, despite what people should be doing, they still continued to talk and talk and talk, over and over they spoke of his exploits. It was starting to grow irritating, his azure eyes shifting from left to right as he continued to read each story as it came in.

With a boisterous stretch, Azure's body crumpled in an odd fashion as he grew rather accustomed to the quietness of his tiny apartment that very day. It had been forever since he was given the chance to be alone, and with that loneliness came an odd shiver that always took place of the male's normal, warm feelings. He felt the very ends of each nerve along his body vibrate quickly, the odd sensation growing as he slowly brought his way up once more from the tiny couch beside the tiny, glass coffee table. It was time to get off of his behind, Azure's body couldn't sit for long without his mind becoming dull and distracted. It's far from what he liked to do each day, but staying in such a position for quite a long time would cause issues for the Vanguard Leader.

Shifting over to the doorway of the apartment, Azure slipped a coat from the peg stretching itself outward from the wall and slid it on quietly. Each motion the male made was meticulous and with care, his fingers tipping each the jacket's sleeves outward as he brought his left hand downward to its pocket. In response to this, Azure flicked his cellular device's screen to shut it off, removing himself from the apartment now.

The young Iramasha made his way from the tiny apartment ability previously in his view to a small corner store within the expansive streets of Karakura City. This corner store was one that he visited rather frequently to gather the ingredients for dinner and the snacks he had from time to time when he was able to come home for the small minutes he was given. The corner store was famous around the neighborhood for its amazing produce, specifically the dairy products that they produced themselves. To Azure's surprise, one thing he had always gotten when he arrived at the store was a copy of any manga-related magazines that were still in circulation and a tiny tub of ice cream. On this faithful day, Azure had came to the store to acquire a small set of chicken thighs, a head of lettuce, quite a few mushrooms, a tomato and a couple of green peppers. Azure had planned on cooking himself dinner that night, a tradition that he did not get to do very often. It was work, home, work and home nearly every day. His dinners consisted of small baggies of carrots or some type of chip like substance. It wasn't the best of dinners for anyone, especially someone still growing. Nevertheless, it was Azure's fault for taking so much responsibility onto himself at the time that he had.

Finishing his shopping rather quickly, Azure reached the counter and began to pay for each product with the small card that was provided by the Vanguard's buisness division, giving him full access to the Organization's budget. A tiny bit of money here and there for something like food was far from a real problem, so he didn't mind spending it on himself. Bowing to the woman behind the counter, Azure waved her off and returned home.

The male tossed the produce to the counter just as he had reached the refrigerator, sliding a small soda from its innards and cracking it open nearly instantly. That, was when Azure received the message. The cellular device within his pocket began screeching at deadly volumes, shaking the male's entire jacket vigorously. Taking a tiny swig of the soda in his left hand, Azure slid the device from his right to see what the message had been. Spit taking, Azure spilled nearly all of the soda within his mouth against the floor of his tiny kitchen, seeing that he had been sent what seemed to be a distress signal from a young man he had taken care of quite some time ago. Despite that, Azure slammed the soda can against his counter and began sending mass vibrations throughout the entire city, his energy bouncing against every tiny crevice of the city's earthen concrete. Searching through what would be millions of people, Azure pin pointed the single, weak energy signature that had been given off by Yuel the first time they had met. Focusing a tiny amount of energy into his being, Azure's body morphed from existence, reforming in the male's tiny room of wherever he had been staying.

With that came an even greater surprise. The person giving off this energy signature was not of the male gender, and with that Azure's jaw dropped it extreme lows. Quickly bringing his right hand upward, he grabbed the lower fringes of his hair, shaking his head at the young girl.

"Yuel...?"

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