A Bleach Story – Cat-astrophe!

by Mushmallow aka LadyMushe

Author's Note : This fanfiction contains OC/Cannon pairings. If you are offended by such please click the back button. If not, continue reading.

This piece of fiction contains Hanataro/OC and hints of Hinamori/Hitsugaya


Hanataro was charged with cleaning up around the twelfth division labs that day. Thankfully Captain Maiyuri and Vice-Captain Nemu were out. He would be too scared to clean up while they were around. Captain Maiyuri might see him as a next experimental project. He entered the labs, almost all the 'important' stuff had been taken and stored away, no doubt to keep him from knocking anything over.

He entered timidly, wondering what kind of stuff went on in this room. Images of screaming shinigami on some kind of torture table immediately entered his mind and he gulped nervously.

He decided he'd hurry and clean up as fast as he could! Better to get out before Maiyuri came back!

Minutes passed . . how large was this room? It seemed like hours before he finally finished. Once he was 100% certain that he cleaned everything, he walked briskly out. But woe to Hanataro, he bumped something on the shelf in his uncautious rush, a bottle full of strange purple liquid. It began to fall, he tried to catch it. The glass was very brittle.

It happened before he could take any kind of action! It shattered. A strange mist as purple as the liquid filled the room, and all went black. He was out for a long time. When he woke he found himself wrapped in a black cloth of some kind. He felt weird. Opening his eyes he could see he was still in the lab. Attempting to move he got up on his front limbs. Everything seemed larger than before. Much larger. When he tried to stand up on his hind legs he found he was unable to do so, so he had to crawl.

Once he was free of the black cloth he found it was a little cooler than he remembered. He didn't know what the purple glass-bottle had done to him but when he looked back. He was greeted with an odd scene. A shocking scene.

The black cloth he had wiggled out of . . was his shinigami robes. And his fourth division bag was laying on the floor. He hurried to try and find a mirror . . no such luck until he passed by one of the cabinets full of beakers. The glass reflected . . .