Inflatable Bras by Myca Ermita
Summary: Yachiru has grown up, much to Zaraki's dismay. She finds interests in boys and is determined to surpass Matsumoto. Rated T
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach, still begging. :D
AN: Hey guys, first time to make one of these fluffy Yachiru fic. I hope you like it, and don't forget to leave a comment. Oh, and sorry if it's not as fluffy as you expect. I'm really new at this funny business. It's more of a growing-up fic anyway.
Chapter 1: Over-heared
Yachiru is all grown up now. And people don't know how to handle her. The usual perkiness from the pink-haired fukutaicho is now replaced by the utter moodiness that teenagers have. It just happened one day, and nobody saw it coming.
"Good morning, fukutaicho..." said 3rd seat Madarame Ikkaku, in awe. She looked different in some way, as if she carried herself differently.
Yachiru looked at him, she looked sad. The moodiness made Ikkaku raise an eyebrow.
"Yo! Are ya okay?" he asked, annoyingly waving a hand on her face. Yachiru glared at him.
"Shut up! Can't you see I'm exhausted?" she asked, her voice deeper or a little strained. Ikakku backed off.
"Okay, okay." he said in shock. What was wrong with her?
Yachiru continued walking, her back was now slender. Ikkaku blushed as he watched her butt move from one side to the other. Why was she acting this way? He didn't get it at all because he wasn't there.
He wasn't there when Yachiru saw everything.
Flashback
Yachiru was bouncing around the 11th squad, therefore it annoyed Zaraki Kenpachi, as he was busy trying to find ways to kill Kurosaki Ichigo. Yachiru went over to him and looked at him with puppy dog eyes worthy to be CALLED puppy dog eyes.
"Ken-chan, I wanna play outside!" she cried, tugging his sleeves in an annoying fashion. Zaraki ignored her, as he pictured killing Ichigo in his brain yet again, after 100 tries.
"Pleaaaase?" begged Yachiru. Still, the 11th squad taicho ignored the pink-haired fukutaicho. Yachiru, the hyperactive girl she is, flashed behind him with extreme speed and bounced to his shoulder.
Zaraki snapped out of his daydream and looked at her menacingly.
"Damn you, can't you see I'm thinking of ways to kill that bastard Ichigo?" he growled, somewhat angrily. Though really, he wasn't.
Yachiru could see through his fakeness and looked at him with big eyes.
"I wanna play outside!" she cried again, but this time ten times louder.
"Then go frikin' play outside!" boomed Zaraki, his bells tingling. Yachiru bounced of his shoulders and gave him a happy smile.
"Bye, Ken-chaaaan!" she called out as she ran out the door.
Zaraki watched her leave, and felt his face split into a wide grin.
"What if I do that to Ichigo? He might die of annoyance." he said, then added, "No, that won't be any fun."
Yachiru ran around the place, practically laughing her heart out. Then she stopped. She heared some people talking, and decided they would be perfect to play with.
She shunpoed to the nearby bush and looked at them with wide eyes of interest.
It was the Shinigami Women's Association. Yachiru frowned. Since she was the president, she would have known if there was a scheduled meeting. But why was there a meeting there? And without her in it!
She bent down low, making sure she could take in whatever they were doing, so she could make them pay for not inviting her to play.
"Are you quite sure these are my size, Rangiku-san?" asked Rukia as she held up something. Yachiru looked at it, and realized it was two cups attached together with a hook and some cloth.
'What is that?' she thought interestedly. Matsumoto nodded and giggled.
"I couldn't find a cup that was small enough for you, Rukia-chan!" she said loudly. The other women laughed at her remark.
"Wait a minute, is this meeting okay with Yachiru?" asked Nanao. She was holding a box that was marked:
Beauty Products for the SWA
"She doesn't have to know… And she is too young to join us anyway." said Hinamori. Everyone nodded.
"Right, she wouldn't be interested in this stuff. She's too much of a kid. We might as well just give her some candy." said Isane, who had pink paint on her lips.
Everyone nodded again, and bustled around the beauty products.
Yachiru frowned harder. What where they talking about? Her, not interested?
She's too much of a kid.
Yachiru felt her heart drop. Was she a kid? As she looked down on her small form, she realized she was. It was high-time that she grew up, and fast. That would show them.
End of flashback
As soon as she got back from the bush, she immediately ran to her quarters and slammed the door shut. As she looked at the mirror, she couldn't understand why she still looked like a kid.
The pink hair, the red eyes, the blush, and the small body; It ticked her off, big time. As she went nearer the mirror, she saw her reflection look back.
A child… She was just a child in the eyes of most people. And she realized that she has been acting that way. She ran out of the room and straight to the living quarters of the 13th squad. She hoped against hope that Rukia was there.
She saw a light in her room, and she banged her door none too gently. It opened slowly, to reveal a surprised Rukia.
"Y-Yachiru?" she asked. Then she started thinking frantically, it was obvious that she knew from the face of the pink-haired fukutaicho.
"Rukia." greeted Yachiru, in her most, uh, grown-up voice. Rukia's eye twitched.
"Is there something wrong?" she asked. Yachiru looked at her, her eyes shining a bit with unshed tears.
"I heared what you guys said this afternoon." said Yachiru, her voice sad. Rukia looked at her, she has never seen her like this… And she felt like she wanted to take a picture, just to make sure that she was not missing a second.
"I-Im sorry… We just thought you weren't suited for that kind of meeting. It was sort of an old woman function." said Rukia, her voice gentle. Yachiru blinked at her then looked at her toes.
"I want to be older… I want to stop being a kid." said Yachiru, her voice getting more confident with every word.
"E-Excuse me?" she couldn't quite comprehend if what she heard was true. Yachiru raised an eyebrow and placed a hand on her waist.
"I wanna grow older!" she cried. Rukia gaped at her, and then placed her mouth back in place.
She placed a hand on Yachiru's shoulder and looked at her with eyes like a sister.
"If you want to grow up that desperately, come with Me." she said, her eyes shining.
Yachiru smiled at her then nodded.