The Meeting

Fukaku stares at Itami. "I believe it was likely for your attempted assault. Particularly annoying to him after he healed you, I assume. At least he hasn't killed you, after all..." Fukaku shifts his sitting position, crossing his legs.

I walk to itami and kneel to him. "No..." I take out a needle with green liquid and stabe it into him and take the zans as he heals. "i have an offer for you both."

I feel the needle as it goes into me. I then feel the liquid going into my body and I feel my body beginning to heal.
I'll do whatever you ask, but just please let me get Zain's zan and I want to know if my mother is ok. That is all and I'll do whatever you ask. I can't lose my mother and if ther is anything that remains of Zains I want to know.
I do something that I've never done before and goes against my entire being. I plead.

"I'm listening." Fukaku replied. "My name is Nayamasa Fukaku." Fukaku notes, as he checks his clothes for damage.

"both your mother and zain were killed by the shinigami whi nearly killed you itami." I stand up "As for my offer." i turn towards fukaku and notice his looking at the clothes "your clothes were mended by Aero." I stand in the door way and look at you both. "I want to restore this world, but I fear I can't do it alone... Perhaps you could give me a hand?" i walk out. tossing itami his zan. "return when you have thought about my offer."

I catch my zans and put them on my back in a X shape. I drop to my knees shocked that my mother was killed.
It can't be. Mother. It can't be.
I punch at the floor. Causing a huge dent to take shape. I look back at Fukaku and then without a second thought I run out of the room and out of the hospital.
I will avenge you Dami. I will avenge you Zain. I will avenge you mother.

"If he used that energy to train, rather than what he does, perhaps he'd be stronger." Fukaku said. "hmmmmm... restore the world..." Fukaku mused. All of the shinigami he had seen so far, when pushed, had been able to do what they wished, and be it hollow or Quincy, they swept away all opposition in front of them. Yet, this man, and his subordinate, had clearly had the strength to turn the tables. "I'll go train, for now." Fukaku remarked, heading to his home. That had always been how he cleared his head.