This had been a long time coming, but, it didn't make Maikeru dread this moment any less. His pen writing the last signature required, he dropped the last piece of paperwork onto the large stack on his desk. Letting out a tired, defeated sigh, he leaned back in his chair. Staring outside the window he saw many things. He saw the village he had once loved more than anything, he saw his birthplace, he saw the home he had once thought he would raise his children in. Konoha, a place heralded for it's beautiful views, and kind hearted people. If only the outside knew what really happened here.
It had been a long time since the deaths of his friends, and it still left a sour taste in his mouth. Through the trials and tribulations that he had suffered on his way to the place he sat now, there were very few who actually stood besides him. Sure, there were a lot who liked to pretend they did, or who would try to push their own motives as his, but, he could always count the people he could truly rely on with one hand. With a deep, remorseful sigh, he rose from his chair. As he crossed his office for what would be the last time, he stopped by the door. Taking one last look back at it, at the life he had built here, he gave a small smile. As much as the leaf had hurt him, as much as it had torn him apart and destroyed his beliefs, there were things he would dearly miss. The thought brought a smile to his lips, even as he removed his medical coat and hung it on the rack next to the door.
Before he left the office today, there was one thing left he had to do. Which was why he found himself outside of the Sennin's office, a bottle of scotch and two glasses in hand. Knocking on the door briefly before opening it, he greeted Mikasa with a small smile.
"Well," He started. "It's my last day. I leave tomorrow. I thought maybe we could have a drink, say our good byes."
It had been a long time since the deaths of his friends, and it still left a sour taste in his mouth. Through the trials and tribulations that he had suffered on his way to the place he sat now, there were very few who actually stood besides him. Sure, there were a lot who liked to pretend they did, or who would try to push their own motives as his, but, he could always count the people he could truly rely on with one hand. With a deep, remorseful sigh, he rose from his chair. As he crossed his office for what would be the last time, he stopped by the door. Taking one last look back at it, at the life he had built here, he gave a small smile. As much as the leaf had hurt him, as much as it had torn him apart and destroyed his beliefs, there were things he would dearly miss. The thought brought a smile to his lips, even as he removed his medical coat and hung it on the rack next to the door.
Before he left the office today, there was one thing left he had to do. Which was why he found himself outside of the Sennin's office, a bottle of scotch and two glasses in hand. Knocking on the door briefly before opening it, he greeted Mikasa with a small smile.
"Well," He started. "It's my last day. I leave tomorrow. I thought maybe we could have a drink, say our good byes."