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Yuki looked in the mirror. Her white hair hung halfway down her back. Her bangs were in need of a trim and she'd have to find the time before graduation to take care of it. She sighed. Graduation meant leaving the Academy and finally becoming a shinigami. She wondered what division would offer her a position. She'd find out two weeks from today. Her brother, Auron, already knew he was going to the 11th division.
Yuki walked down the halls of the Academy. They thought she was an ice princess. They judged her before they knew her - one of the problems about being the daughter of Captain Hitsugaya. She didn't have any friends at the Academy, only her brother. Yuki sighed as she walked into the classroom.
"Yuki, Captain Hisagi would like to see you during your break," her instructor said.
"Thank you," Yuki replied as she took her seat. What would the captain of the 9th division want with her? She frowned as she tried to think about it.
"Frowning doesn't look good on you," Auron said as he took a seat next to her.
Yuki smiled at her brother. It had been different for him. The rest of their class loved him. Despite their age difference, they had started the Academy at the same time, Auron starting much younger than most people. "I have been called to the 9th division."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"Do you think they are going to offer you a position?" Yuki shrugged. It was a possibility. She was one of the writers for the Academy's newspaper and she knew the 9th division was responsible for Seireitei Communication. Yuki wasn't going to get her hopes up. They were quiet for a minute while the rest of the class arrived. "Yuki, I was thinking. I want to do something after graduation."
"Like what?"
"I don't know…. Something the Captain wouldn't approve of." When they started the Academy, they had begun referring to their father as 'the Captain'.
Yuki laughed. "You want to get in trouble?"
"No. I just think we should have our little secret. We should go do something dangerous together."
"Like what?" she repeated.
Auron thought a moment. "What about a tattoo?"
"Oh." Yuki looked around to make sure no one was listening to them. "That could be interesting."
"Yuki, they aren't interesting. They are a commitment."
"Are you saying I can't commit?"
Auron looked at her. He'd had more partners than she had. He wasn't afraid of her commitment. "No. I'll ask around discreetly to see if I can find someplace to get them done."
Yuki smiled. "We can go right after the graduation ceremony."
Auron laughed. "Now who's trying to get into trouble?"
…
Yuki knocked on the door of Seireitei Communication. "Excuse me, Captain Hisagi, you wanted to see me?" Most people would look at Shuuhei Hisagi and see a punk but he was not as his image made him out to be. He was calm, mature, serious, and dedicated. He wore the standard shinigami uniform but without sleeves. His captain's haori was draped over the back of the chair. He was muscular and the arm bands around his toned biceps matched the choker around his neck. There were three scars down the right side of his face that were left by a huge hollow attack when he had been in his sixth year at the Academy. He had a '69' tattooed on his left cheek and a blue stripe that ran from his left cheek and over the bridge of his nose. His short black hair was disheveled and Yuki wondered if it was always like that or if he had been running his hands through it.
"Can't talk now. Busy."
Yuki stared at him for a moment. "So am I. You requested to see me. This time is precious to me." She stopped herself from throwing her books on his desk to get his attention. Instead she waited. Her time might have been precious but she wanted to know what was so important that he needed to speak with her only to ignore her when she showed up. She hovered over him.
Shuuhei hated when people hovered over him. His division knew not to do it. He wondered if he ignored the person if they would go away. His patience was thin to begin with. Nothing had been going right all morning. It had started out promising but the minute he stepped into his office, it all went downhill.
Yuki continued to wait. Surely meeting a captain would get her out of trouble for missing a lesson. She could only hope.
Shuuhei sighed and resisted the urge to break the pencil he was holding. He looked up at the looming person and he could only stare at her. The picture next to her article had not done her justice. There was cold anger in her eyes and he still felt captivated by them.
"Yuki," he said shocked. "I'm sorry for making you wait."
"You should be." Yuki knew it probably wasn't the wisest thing to say to a captain but she couldn't help herself. Her anger threatened to boil over.
"Your instructor told you that I wanted to see you."
"Yes, which is why I have been waiting here for the past half hour."
"I'm sorry. Have you really been waiting that long? Would you like something to drink?"
"No. I'm just curious why you wanted to see me."
Shuuhei looked at his desk. Somewhere under the stacks of papers was an article she had written. One he was very interested in. "There was something you wrote for the last issue of school paper about what it mean to be a shinigami..." he said, flipping through the stacks of papers. Yuki softened some at the sight of a frazzled captain. Her father never acted like this.
"Yes. I remember it."
Shuuhei gave up his search. "I'd like to publish it," he told her. He saw her eyes go wide with shock.
"Why?"
"It was thought provoking, interesting and extremely well written."
"You actually read the school newspaper?"
"Of course. How else am I going to find shinigami to recruit?" Shuuhei stood. "I'd like to offer you a position in the 9th division. I believe you would be a great asset to Seireitei Communication."
She smiled at him. "Thank you, Captain Hisagi."
"Can you come back after your classes? I can have the official paperwork ready for you then."
"Yes." Yuki thanked him again and left to return to her classes.
Shuuhei watched her walk out the door. She was beautiful. As he resumed his search for her article, he wondered if it was possible to stare at her all day.
…
When Yuki returned to the 9th division offices after her classes she saw a very different office. Captain Hisagi sat at a clean desk reading her article.
Shuuhei had been watching for her. She was nice to look at and he'd been thinking about her all afternoon. He laid down her article and picked up the other papers that lay on the desk. Handing them to her, he said "Official paperwork." Yuki took them and looked over them. He was offering her a seated position and a position as a writer for the paper. It was a very nice offer. While she considered it, she also considered the man offering. She was aware of his eyes on her not just now but when she had been here early. He looked at her differently than he would any other shinigami. Yuki leaned over his desk and took the pen from his hand and signed the paper. Shuuhei couldn't help but sneak a peek down her uniform as she signed the papers. What little he could see was extremely tantalizing.
"Anything else?" she asked as she stood.
"I need your permission to print your article." He handed her another paper. Yuki bent over the desk and signed it and Shuuhei stole another glance at her.
Yuki waited until she was out of the office before she smiled. She knew he had looked and that was part of the reason she gave him not one but two chances to peek. Auron called her a tease for a reason. She thought about the man who would be her captain. He was young and good looking. She thought he was undeniably sexy. Yuki had been wondering all afternoon what he would be like as a lover. She had never had a shinigami as a lover.
Her first experience had been when she was in her third year and with one of the boys she and Auron had played with as children. She had been curious and he offered. While their mother had explained the basics, Auron had managed to ask Captain Kyoraku for more specific details. Yuki had waited outside Auron's door trying to listen in but somehow Captain Kyoraku had known she was there and he brought her into the room also. Yuki had learned a lot from her first lover and after him, she was more picky about who she took to bed. As she walked back to her dorm, she thought Captain Hisagi might make an interesting bed partner.
...
She looked at the design. There were the four snowflakes she had drawn, one representing each member of her family. Her father's snowflake had the hilt of Hyourinmaru in the center. The edges of Auron's looked like flames. Her mother's snowflake had flowers in it. Her own snowflake was just a normal one. It was who she was. When she had been little, her father had often called her his little snowflake. She had been given the name Yuki since it had been near blizzard conditions when she had been born. She was the first child born into Soul Society in a long time and that made her unique like a snowflake.
She liked the placement of the snowflakes but she was still nervous about getting the tattoo done. Yuki looked at the tattoo artist. "Can we get them done at the same time?"
"Sure, darling," he said as he led her to the chair.
...
Yuki looked back at the snowflakes. Her skin was red and it itched. Luckily, the tattoo was hard for her to reach but that also made it hard for her to take care of it. She didn't want to be late for her first day. She clutched the top of her uniform to her chest. How was she going to wear this without irritating the tattoo even more?
She heard Auron's familiar knock on the door and he walked into her rooms.
"This wasn't the wisest place to do this," she said with a sigh.
"You picked it."
"I know." She looked at him. "How did you...?"
"I didn't. I'm not a wimp like you." He smiled at her. "Turn around." He took the cream from her and spread it over the snowflakes. Yuki felt the burn subside.
"Thanks Auron." He nodded and stepped out of the bathroom. Yuki put the top of her uniform on.
"Good luck today," he said as they walked toward the door.
"Thanks," she said with a smile. "You too."
...
Yuki walked into the 9th division offices feeling better than she had when she woken up. The pain in her shoulder was gone and she hoped that it wouldn't come back.
Shuuhei watched her walk in. The black uniform was a stark contrast to her white hair and pale skin. He found it hard to look at anything but her. He had been thinking of her last night and he could have sworn she walked through his dreams.
He began their day with a tour of the division. Most of the divisions were laid out the same and she was very familiar with the layout of the 10th division. Shuuhei pointed out places she would need to know, including where her quarters were located.
"You can move your things into them later this afternoon."
"That would be great." Yuki said.
...
They ate lunch together in a nearby restaurant.
"Do you always eat lunch with new division members?" she asked.
"No. You're the first."
"Oh?" Yuki wondered if she was receiving special treatment because of her family.
"Actually, you're my first recruit as captain." He watched her for a minute. "When I joined the 9th division no one showed me around and I had to figure things out on my own. When I became captain, I knew that was something that I wanted to change."
"Thank you." Yuki said. "Although there has to be something more interesting for you to do besides babysit me."
"Not that I can think of. You're interesting to me." He caught her eye. "Besides you're pretty."
Yuki smiled. "Thanks." Neither of them spoke as they finished their lunch. Shuuhei couldn't believe he had told her she was pretty. She was far from pretty. She was stunning.
The restaurant was crowded as they made their way out. Shuuhei put his hand on her shoulder to help guide her through the crowd. He felt her stiffen briefly and he wondered if she didn't like to be touched.
Yuki tried not to gasp when he touched her shoulder. She had finally gotten her mind off of the pain and him placing his hand over her fresh tattoo didn't feel too great. She'd have to get Auron to help her again. He'd laugh at her but she didn't really have any other choice. She tried desperately to tolerate the pain until they were out of the restaurant. Shuuhei moved his hand he saw her relax slightly. Yuki forced herself not to let out a sigh of relief. The pain had gone down but the itching had returned. It was going to be a long afternoon.