Summary: In this particular oneshot, Koari learns the higher points of hair-care products.
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Kenpachi Zaraki sniffed the air.
"What is it Ken-chan?'" asked Yachiru, popping her head over his shoulder.
"Something smells like a mint…"
Doing the same as her taichou, the little pink haired fukutaichou sniffed the air. 'Kenny was right!' she thought, there was something minty wafting through the air.
Zaraki scowled, "And here it comes."
"That's not an it Kenny! It's Koari-fukutaichou!" With that, the small girl proceeded to jump off his shoulder and run towards the older girl.
Hearing the 'clip-clop'-ing of tiny sandals, Koari opened her eyes and stopped humming. She smiled, looking at the tiny girl. "Yachiru!" She bent down, gathering her fellow (although more adorable) lieutenant in her arms, picking her up in a hug. "And how is my little nii-chan fukutaichou today?"
"I'm good!" she piped up. Yachiru climbed up onto Koari's shoulders, sitting on them.
Zaraki walked up to the two of them, looking down to see them. "You smell like a freaking candy-cane." he stated flatly.
"Yeah Zaraki, I know. It's called 'shampoo and conditioner', ever heard of it?" she snickered. "Oh wait, if you did, how would you get your hair like that? What do you use, grease?" Koari could tell she was starting to get on his nerves. Wonderful, that had been the plan all along. "Tell me, if someone poked your hair, would they die? And how exactly do you get your hair like that? Gallons of hair-gel?"
Catching the slightest movement in the corner of her eye, she could see his thumb starting to unsheathe his zanpakuto. Restraining himself, he growled, "Come on Yachiru, we're leaving."
"Okay Kenny!" she beamed. "Bye-bye Koari-nii-fukutaichou!" Jumping from one set of shoulders to another, she latched back onto Kenpachi.
Once they were out of earshot, Koari snickered again. "Mission Accomplished."
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The next day, Yachiru had somehow tricked her into coming to Kenpachi's quarters to play with her. Koari sighed. Damn her soft spot for Yachiru, damn it to hell.
The pink haired fukutaichou had rapped her small fingers around Koari's own, dragging er towards where they lived. Strangely, Zaraki was no where to be seen, the two rarely without each other. It unnerved Koari, a small but, considering the fact that he could be anywhere made her fidget. She would never admit it, but he sometimes scared her. Other times she just wanted to… well… Thinking about it, she pushed the thought out of her mind. She didn't want to blush in front of Yachiru; the young girl might get curious.
Lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice where they were until Yachiru opened the sliding door. They were inside Zaraki Kenpachi's quarters. Her thoughts had gone from 'shit' to 'shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitSHITSHITSHIT.' This had to be one of the scariest –and most thrilling- moments in her life.
Yachiru dragged her into a small hallway, which had three doors in it. Walking through it, Koari saw one of the doors start to slide open. Kenpachi walked out, hair wet, towel around his waist. (A/N: At this point, millions of Kenpachi fangirls around the world have died and gone to heaven. –Including me-)
Well… this was awkward.
"What? Surprised to see that I do shower?" he asked in his scratchy voice. It sounded like normal, but she could sense a hint of humor in it.
Now Koari had never really believed in karma, but right now she seriously thought that it hated her.
"Oh… n-nothing." she stuttered. To busy with other things to notice how her own body was reacting, she didn't even realize the huge blush on her face.
Zaraki inwardly laughed. 'Mission Accomplished.'
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Just for those of you who are wondering, no, Yachiru and Koari ARE NOT RELATED. Koari just cares deeply for Yachiru, like an older sibling. :3
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