Hehehe...sixty-nine...
"Ah yes, Shūhei-kun's tattoo is rather comical." A medium sized woman, Sawamura Yuka, smiled kindly, her long silver hair partially covering her face. "I think I should rather enjoy working with him. He seems to be rather kind, and quite competent, and much better at...um..."
Remembering things?
"Yes, that's it. Forgetfulness is one of my negative points, but it can actually help me to see things much deeper, and from a very different angle, than most others. I think that I could be the one help Shūhei-kun, if only he can come to look at things my way..."
And with that, let's get it on!
"In a magical place far, far away
A place called the Seireitei
There was said to be a great betrayal
No matter who fought they all would fail
When the three traitors left, several hearts were broken
There seemed no fix, no comforting words to be spoken
But one other would come, an answer in mind
She would heal all their hearts, if only in time..."
Smiling contentedly, the silver haired shinigami placed her brush and ink pot to the side. Closing her small notebook, she carefully tucked it under the mattress of her western styled bed. "I wonder, can their hearts really be helped by the fair maiden?" Yuka asked herself, sitting up in her bed and scanning the room lazily. Her eyes settled on a small, black spider that was currently busying itself with rebuilding its broken web.
How something so small, and almost trivial, could captivate the new ninth division captain was beyond most. To Hisagi Shūhei it was simply confounding. There was something reflected in those pupil less silver eyes, something that seemed to take hold of him and keep him guessing about his new captain. Even now, as he stood outside of her bedroom, watching her through the partially opened door. "Sawamura-taichō?" Softly knocking on the door, he called her.
"Come in Shūhei-kun." She smiled, tearing her eyes away from the small insect to watch her lieutenant. "What brings you here at this time of night? Is there something I can assist you with?"
Shaking his head lightly, he stood at attention. "I was actually here to see if there was anything you needed assistance with. I didn't know if you had any sort of problems getting to know the division, or if you had any nightly rituals you need help with."
In a moment she was standing in front of him, a soft smile gracing her features. "You're too kind, Shūhei-kun, but I think I've got things set. I have no need for any sort of rituals either. Each day should be a new adventure, never falling into the same pattern...Or at least that's what someone once told me. If only I could remember who..." A distant look found it's way across her features as she stared out of the small window, into the captains private garden.
Carefully watching his captain, Shūhei touched her hand softly to pull her from her thoughts. "Taichō? Are you alright?"
Yuka's body shook a bit, her attention snapping back into focus. "Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention. But please, why don't you go and get some rest? The dark lines forming under your eyes are doing nothing for you. And I'd hate to think that I'm working you so hard..."
"If that's what you wish." Bowing lightly, the scarred lieutenant turned to walk to the door. "Thank you, taichō."
"Pleasant dreams, Shūhei-kun." She waved, walking back to her bed and laying down under the soft sheets. Placing her hands behind her head, her eyes scanned the ceiling, focusing back on the spider in the corner. "Even so, this maiden will try her hardest..."
"Dammit, I can't believe I lost my taichō already!" Shūhei cursed to himself, running throughout the ninth division in search of his captain. The scarred lieutenant had only left for a moment to tell Renji, Ikkaku and Tetsuzaemon that he couldn't make their game night that night, and then she was gone! "Taichō?! Are you around here?" Ungracefully, he found himself tripping over something sticking out of the pathway. "Taichō? What are you doing down there?!"
The silver haired captain, Sawamura Yuka, placed her finger to her lips. "Shh...Shūhei-kun, look."
Leaning closer, he looked into the bush his captain was partially laying in. "I don't see anything, Sawamura-taichō..."
"Look closer." She pressed, smiling softly at whatever she was currently watching. Laying down on the ground next to her, he focused closer on the bush. It was then that he finally noticed a small butterfly breaking free of it's cocoon. "Even here in Seireitei the circle of life continues...Isn't it beautiful, Shūhei-kun?"
"I never noticed..." He admitted, watching the butterfly continue to push it's way through. Shaking his head lightly, he remember just why he was searching for her in the first place. "But, taichō, you're running late for your first meeting with the other taichō."
She pushed herself up lightly, scratching her head a bit. "Oh, right...That's what I was forgetting...Thank you, Shūhei-kun, I'll get going now."
The ninth division lieutenant nodded formally, pushing himself up also. "I'll accompany you." Her features held that same blank expression Shūhei had figured out meant she was caught up in some sort of daydream. "Taichō?" He asked, tapping her shoulder lightly.
Again she shook slightly as she snapped into focus. "I'm sorry, what were you saying Shūhei-kun?" She asked, smiling sweetly at him.
He stopped for a moment, a bit thrown off by her smile. Given that she was almost always smiling, unless she was thinking, it was hard to tell what her smiles meant. But this one rang clear. It was a smile of pure affection. "Uh...um..." Blushing lightly, his mind drew nothing but blanks.
"Perhaps you could assist me in finding my way to the meeting room? I can't quite seem to remember where it is." Carefully she took hold of his arm, watching his blush grow as he nodded stupidly.
"Alright." He stated, swallowing the small lump in his throat. "It's this way..."
Yuka lay out in the center of her small garden, enjoying the feel of the grass against her back, a light breeze across her skin, and the warmth the sun brought as it shined down on her. Silver eyes squinted slightly as she focused on the clouds dancing across the sky. "Isn't it beautiful, Shūhei-kun? The clouds may be nothing more than a mass of condensed frozen water droplets, but they sure are pleasant to the eye."
"They're very nice, taichō." He replied, his eyes not on the clouds, but instead on his captain. Currently Shūhei sat off to the side of the garden, under the shade of a large cherry blossom tree. Though he still wasn't quite sure why, he had this undying need to be with her more, and more. And so he did. He'd follow her around the division, when she was working on paperwork, even times like now when she'd do nothing but watch the sky and talk about nothing at all. It was all because she'd shown him that butterfly; he'd gotten a taste of how she saw the world, and now he craved it. It was almost all he could think about...Almost...
Lazily, she rolled on her stomach, looking strait forward at Shūhei. The top of her uniform spread open a bit farther than it usually did, giving him a fantastic view of her chest. "Shūhei-kun, I feel like I don't know anything about you. Why don't you share a bit with me?" She asked, resting her elbows on the ground and propping her head up on her hands.
It took nearly all of his will power to not look down at her chest, but he could feel his will slipping. "I don't exactly have much to say, I lived in the sixty-ninth division of rukongai. I became a seated officer strait out of the academy. My captain was one of the three traitors..."
In a moment she appeared next to him, her warm hand cupping his face as her thumb caressed the three scars across the right side of his face. "What about this, Shūhei-kun? How did you obtain such an injury?"
"...I failed my mission..." He sadly stated, averting his eyes to the ground.
Yuka's eyes softened a bit, staring down at her young lieutenant. Quickly, she pulled him into a soft hug, holding him firmly, but still having it come across gentle. "It's alright, Shūhei-kun...No life has been perfect, and no life ever will be...But as long as we learn from the mistakes of our pasts, then it will all be alright."
Relaxing into her embrace, he sighed comfortably. What she was saying, what she was doing, it all just felt right. "Thank you, taichō..."
Sitting in his office, Shūhei continued signing paperwork. It was a rather tedious task, and for some reason it was becoming even harder for him. His focus was quickly fading, and he often found himself just scanning the room and setting his sights on something he would normally consider insignificant. "Focus, Shūhei!" He scolded himself, not able to control his focus.
One thing in particular caught his eye. There was a small butterfly, quite similar to the one he saw coming out of it's cocoon, that was caught in a silky web as a spider crawled out to attack it. Carefully, he stood up and walked over to the web, reaching up to save the butterfly.
"Shūhei-kun?" The soft voice of his captain pulled him back to reality. He turned around to face her, smiling faintly, though her face remained solemn. "What are you doing, Shūhei-kun?"
"I was just going to save that butterfly from the spider..." The scarred shinigami said, watching the captain carefully.
"Why?" She asked, staring up at him.
He stopped for a moment, staring strangely at his captain. "Because...it would be the right thing to do. Justice for the butterfly."
"Justice can be a rather complicated thing..." She sighed, motioning her hand to the butterfly and the spider. "Just think about it; on one side if you don't save the butterfly it will die, but on the other side, the one most don't see, is if you do save the butterfly the spider will eventually die of starvation. If you look at both sides, you see how difficult passing justice can be. What do you think the justified thing to do is?"
Averting his eyes to the ground, he sighed also. "I...I don't know..."
She took his hands in hers, looking up at his face. "But that's alright. We are shinigami, we shouldn't have to be the ones to decide what's just and what's not, at least in that sense."
As he looked down at her, he stopped thinking all together, quickly finding his lips pressed lightly against her in soft, but firm, kiss. Her eyes widened for a moment, before she slowly closed as she melted into the kiss. Their tongues danced together, his dominating hers as he wrapped his arms around her.
"Shū...hei..." The silver haired captain moaned lightly, his kisses moving downward. "Mmm..."
Knocking aside the papers and other objects on the table, the scarred shinigami laid Yuka down on it, continuing to suck and kiss her neck and chest. "Thank you, taichō...I think I finally see what you meant..."
A soft, and almost sad, smile tugged at her lips. "I'm glad..." She then reached up and slid off his top, revealing his well toned chest. Leaning down again he captured her lips in a hot kiss, before running his kisses down to her neck again. "...I'm very glad..." She whispered, feeling his hands removing her top.
"I...I know he's ready for this." Yuka pressed, trying her hardest not to overstep her boundaries while she spoke with Yamamoto. "I know that he's been completely competent as far as running the division so far. And now, he finally understands what I had to teach him."
The old man nodded, stroking his beard lightly in thought. "I understand that. But what exactly are you asking for, Sawamura-taichō?"
Swallowing the small lump in her throat, she stared eye to eye with him. "I'd like to be transferred to the third division. Kira Izuru seems in more need of my help than Hisagi Shūhei."
Cracking one of his eyes open, he stared at her for a moment. Not even a flinch under the harsh gaze of the older shinigami. "...Request accepted. You may move your things to the third division today."
"Thank you very much, Yamamoto-soutaichō." She bowed respectfully as she stood. "I will try my hardest to help out the third division."
"You are dismissed." He simply said, sitting back in his chair and watching the silver haired girl slowly slink out of the room. Though he wasn't quite sure what her intentions were as a captain, he knew whatever she'd done with the ninth division had worked, and whatever she was going to do with the third division was bound to be just as good. He'd just have to wait and see.
"In a magical place far, far away
A place called the Seireitei
The maiden's plan had been set in motion
One heart healed, two more still broken
Though her mission had been clear, strait to the end
She found something troubling, the thoughts in her head
Pushing it off, in the back of her mind
She focused ahead, new goal yet to find..."
That's it for part one of the three shot. Shūhei's time has come to an end.
"Next part moves onto the third division with one Kira Izuru. I can't wait to see how I can help him out." Yuka smiled sweetly.
Yes! I can't wait either!! I simply adore Izuru-chan~!
"Well then, I'm sure you'll thoroughly enjoy the next chapter."