The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo
Ryu yawned, stretching a tattooed arm above her head as she woke up. Today was a big day for her, her entrance ceremony into Squad 3. She was so excited that her request for the one open seat in the squad had been given to her, for she wanted to be in the squad for a very specific reason.
As she dressed in her shinigami robes for the first time, she was relieved that the top was backless, for her dragon tattoo liked to watch the happenings around them. The ceremony was relatively quick and painless, so to speak. Nobody got killed anyway...
She stood at her post, she expected bored out of her wits even on her first day. That's what she thought, anyway, until HE came out of the shadows and announced that he was assigned to as her partner at her post. The girl practically swooned in front of the man with the pale yellow hair that covered half of his face. He was so sexy she wanted to pounce onto him and make she he wasn't a virgin, though she doubted he was a virgin anyway. She stared at him subconsciously, entranced by him.
Izuru fidgeted nervously. He was the Lieutenant of Squad 3, and had been for a good long time, but he had never met some one who made him as uncomfortable as the new 5th seat of the squad. She had waist-length purple hair and there were tattoos all over her body, and all of them, save a vine with a single rose blossom on it, were moving of their own volition. The largest and most impressive of her tattoos was a dragon that looked at Izuru with such disdain that he was truly fearful of the inked beast. She had bright eyes that kept changing colors, one moment they would be purple, the next white, and gold after that. She had just enough curves to make it easy to tell she was female, and Izuru could tell that just under her ink-covered skin lay the muscles and personality of a feral wildcat, or a dragon. He found that despite himself, he was a bit attracted to this intimidating female.
He watched as a male bunny tattoo that looked like a cuter version of Chappy donned a suit and flirted with a geisha tattoo. He laughed to himself when the rabbit received a stinging slap to his face and went crying to a meneki neko that was wearing an apron. A snake tattoo was winder his or herself around the dragon, whom looked like it bliss. Izuru blushed and looked away when he realized that the two tattoos were mating.
"Enjoying the show, Fukataicho?" Ryu asked, looking at her superior.
"W-why are they doing that?" he asked, a faint blush on his pale cheeks. "And in full view too!"
"They have minds of their own sir, as well as needs of their own." she replied, a laugh playing on her lips as she moved closer to him, her canines looking like fangs in that moment. "I wonder... does Kira Fukataicho have anyone who fulfills his needs?"
Izuru blushed bright red, looking away. "That was out of turn, 5th seat Ryu." Izuru thought for a moment. {I could use this to my advantage... if I brought a girl like Ryu to the next drinking party, maybe I won't have to go to any more of them!} "However... you will not be reprimanded further if you accompany me to a... social gathering of sorts this evening."
Ryu surprised him by blushing. "Yes sir!"
The rest of the day passed by quickly, and soon it was nightfall. Izuru walked Ryu to her room. "Meet me outside the barracks in one hour. Dress casually." He said in his usual emotion-deficient tone.
Ryu spent the next 45 minutes showering, applying light make up, and dressing in a white backless halter top and dark skinny jeans with silver high heels. She met Izuru outside the barracks right on time.
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