1. Chapter 1 (1/2)
just a child
summary:"baldy-chan! tell ken-chan me 'n' midget-chan are off to make babies, okay?"
disclaimer: i don't own bleach or any of the characters involved with this awesome anime/mange either unfortunately.
hitsugaya sighed as once again he watched the retreating form of his annoying fukutaichou as he mentioned her about the large stack of paperwork needing to be done.
the boy prodigy rubbed his throbbing temples as he to a sip of his green tea, he wasn't sure why yamamoto-sama had in the first place partnered her with him, it seemed like he was babysitting. he remembered well of what the older man had said as he received his captain's vest.
the old fart had stated that matsumoto would be loyal and good for him, but the geyser hadn't mention the occasional-if not constant sake party and anti-paperwork lifestyle.
he had even bothered to
ing it up on the last captain's meetings a couple weeks ago; it had been a big mistake. for one shunsui-taichou had stated he couldn't trade fukutaichou' because the man didn't want his lovely nanao-chan to suffer. then kenpachi just frowned before looking away, and the rest shut their mouths for once. it had been a very awkward situation.
shaking his head in self pity, the boy turned his attention back to not only his but matsumoto's as well sacks of paperwork.
"icy-butt!"
the unmistakable high-pitched girl's voice floated tauntingly across the still and warm air, ringing with friendly greetings. the voice belonged to none other than yachiru, 11th squad's not-so-intimidating vice-captain.
she was perched lightly by a sliding door left open so that air could circulate; her dark eyes alight with laughter and an impish grin spread wide across her features. her hands were clasped firmly together, as if they held within them some secret. no doubt whatever it was she was holding was the source of her grin.
"what'cha doin'?" she asked, stepping in without bothering to receive an invitation. seeing the paper stacks, she made a face "eeew. boring! glad i don't get a lot of it. froo froo does it for me anyways..."
no doubt she was speaking of one of the hapless members of her squad whom she had bullied into submission. giggling, she stepped in closer, the impish grin widening. "guess what...?"
hitsugaya's turquoise eyes slightly widened in surprise, though his mask of boredom over took his features once more before shaking his head in frustration. the white-haired shinigami did definitely not need the extra company, after all the only person that could ever stand the perky midget fukutaichou for more than a second was the one and only, zaraki kenpachi. they made a strange yet somewhat suitable pair.
softly scowling at the pink haired girl he stated "kusajishi-fukutaichou may i remind you that my name is hitsugaya-taichou to you, your silly nicknames are not proper for one with such status as mine."
he had made sure to ignore the younger shinigami's question. shifting in his chair the boy prodigy continued filling out the paperwork that lay in front of him, before his mind started to drift off. one of the great seven wonders of soul society had been answered; who the hell did all the paper works in the eleventh squad? after all kenpachi-taichou couldn't possibly do them and yachiru was no exception. even the great hitsugaya the tensai had been silently pondering about the subject. he cursed his fukutaichou for it; she had always made a big fuss when it came to rumours and questions.
not letting hitsugaya's usual cranky nature interfere with her disgustingly perky one, she stuck out her tongue. "fine then. midget-chan it is!"
she knew that he'd hate this nickname-- after all, what was more annoying than being called 'short' by someone shorter than you were? hitsugaya was already touchy enough about his height, and being insulted by a girl a good four or five inches shorter was a sure blow on his pride.
pshaw! he was too cranky anyways. like an old man! and that was no fun. she thought crossly hmm. come to think of it, there weren't a terribly large amount of fun people outside her squad. hitsugaya would normally be the type she would ignore, but boredom had driven her out, and she had cheerfully decided to harass the shinigami closest to her in terms of age... and that shinigami just so happened to be hitsugaya. again, she took another step closer. he had ignored her question, but that sure as hell wasn't gonna stop her. she had spent all morning digging for these!
"miiidget-chaaaaan--- guess what guess what guesswhatguesswhat?"
the tenth division captain couldn't believe his ears, was the girl blind or just plain stupid. though the pet-name had indeed captured his attention, whether it had good or bad intentions wasn't difficult to tell.
with his left eye twitching ever so slightly he grumbled to himself as he took another sip of his green tea. hitsugaya's once bored expression had morphed into an irritated look as he finished the last of his tea. to sooth his temper he thought of a million different ways of killing the younger shinigami for calling him midget-chan, she had no right!
for one she was shorter than him and two he was a captain, and three did he mention she was shorter?
he didn't think there was any nickname worse than shiro-chan but then comes, this little devil-spun girl and betroths him this ridiculous moniker midget-chan. and here he thought he would never meet someone more annoying than matsumoto.
placing his pen down onto the large desk he wondered to himself why of all days, yachiru had decided to tease him today. knowing he could not defeat or chase the shorter shinigami away without having to face server consequences from the eleventh division captain and members. hitsugaya convinced himself to play her game, at least for now, in a somewhat monotone the boy asked "and what is it that you found ever so intriguing today fukutaichou?" if he wasn't the respected tenth captain he would have most certainly spat back a crude pet-name for the little girl.
yes! he had taken the bait on both fronts! grinning, the pink-haired girl moved in, now so close that she could feel hitsugaya's hot
eaths
ush her forehead. she batted her eyes innocently at him, trying to appear the part of a perfect innocent girl... emphasis on trying.
"oh, just... this! bwaugh!" and at that, she flung her arms up, stuffing a goodly collection of slimy worms down hitsugaya's shirt. screeching in delight she danced out of the boy's reach, clapping her small hands together.
"yay yay yay! wormy midget-chan!" she wouldn't have been surprised if he had yelled at her and thrown her out. after all, she had preformed the same trick on ikkaku the day before, and the only thing that had stopped him from thrashing her was the fact that she had run off to giggle behind ken-chan. yet here she had no kenpachi to hide behind. was she really so bold as to just pull pranks on people she knew in such a manner? well, yeah. she had just done it, after all.
yet while yachiru's mind seemed so predictable and straightforward, the girl sometimes let on that she was far more complex than she let the others see. was this such a time? perhaps. it was doubtful, but there was always a chance...
hitsugaya's face turned slightly red as the younger girl's face leaned in, if anyone was to enter at that moment his pride, reputation and status would have been flushed down the toilet. rumours would be flying across gotei-13 for weeks, maybe even months, and a very enraged kenpachi would be after his head. before his mouth could form words, his world came, crumpling down.
the stupid runt had shoved worms down his black yukata, his already large eyes widened even more as anger and confusion flickered in his eyes. how could one so small cause such a big mess to occur? duh, this was yachiru they were talking about. this child was as bold and sinister as aizen himself if not worse, jolting out of his chair.
the once respected captain started twisting and wiggling as much as the worms in his clothes, without thinking the boy started undressing. flinging his vest aside and undoing the top of his uniform, hitsugaya had managed to find every last one of the worms that one hyper fukutaichou had stuffed inside of him.
a small sigh of relief escaped his lips as he got rid of the last worm, though as soon as that was out of his way his icy eyes darted to yachiru before he could do anything that he was planning on doing the door flung open.
as the open banged out, there stood no other than a very irritated ikkaku. the bald eleventh squad member's jaw literally hit the floor once he spotted a half naked hitsugaya and giggling yachiru. the third seated officer was lost for words, until he finally stuttered "h-h-hitsugaya-t-t-taichou?!"
the furious boy's face turned scarlet before he quickly dressed himself, then ordered in his usual firm voice "ikkaku-san, i don't know why you are here but you should knock...always." his pride had been cut in half but he tried not to let it show.