April Fools

"Taicho…?"

"Yes, Renji?" The captain of the sixth squad looked up from the mound of paperwork he was completing to find Abarai Renji staring at him quizzically.

"Where's the calendar?" he asked.

"I put it away. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, I was just wondering. How come you hid it?" he asked.

"I didn't hide it, I just put it away. As for why I put it away, Yachiru said she was going to come over today, and I don't want her to realise what the date is today."

Suddenly (speak of the devil), a certain little pink haired fukutaicho bounded into the room, leaping onto Byakuya's desk and knocking over the pot of ink.

"How come you don't want her to know it's April the first?" asked Renji, ignoring the little girl before him, who had proceeded to cover the desk in tiny black handprints with the spilled ink. Upon hearing the date, Yachiru leapt up, grinning manically.

"Yay! It's April fools day! Thanks for reminding me, Pineapple. Bye Bya-kun, I'm gonna go play pranks on everybody!" And with that, she ran out of the room giggling, leaving a trail of black footprints, and a pair of speechless shinigami behind her. Finally, Byakuya spoke.

"That is why I hid the calendar."

*****

Ikkaku and Yumichka lay fast asleep in their quarters after going drinking all night with Matsumoto the night before. They slept so soundly, in fact, that they didn't notice a little pink-haired shinigami sneak into the room, armed with a permanent marker.

Fully refreshed, Maderame Ikkaku awoke to find the sun shining brightly through the window. He wasn't surprised, as everyone in the eleventh division knew not to wake their third seat when he'd been out drinking. This knowledge, of course, had been gained from the time the squad's naïve young 8th seat had attempted to rouse Ikkaku for work, and had received two weeks recuperating in fourth squad for his troubles.

Ikkaku turned to wake Yumichka who was quietly snoring from across the room. When he reached his sleeping friend, however, he burst into a fit of hysterical laughter at the sight of the proud fifth seat. Yumichka awoke with a start.

"What's so funny?" he asked, rather annoyed.

"Your face!" snorted Ikkaku.

"What's wrong with my face?"

"Take a look in the mirror."

Yumichka ran over to the mirror, took one look and screamed the girliest scream anyone in eleventh squad had heard in a long time. His usually pristine face had been tainted with an ugly moustache and beard, drawn on in black pen.

"My face! My beautiful face!" howled Yumichka, desperately trying to rub off the monstrosities from his visage, only to realise they had been drawn in permanent marker. Suddenly, his mood dramatically improved, as he caught sight of the back of Ikkaku's head, and began to giggle.

"What?" asked Ikkaku, confused. "Finally seen the funny side?"

"Nope. I've just seen I'm not the only one whose beauty's been tainted."

"Huh?"

"Seen the back of your head recently?"

"…"

"Here, I'll show you seeing as you can't see it." Yumichka took out his cell phone and took a picture of the back of Ikkaku's head to show said baldy what damage had been done. Ikkaku took one look, and gasped.

Written on the back of his head, in large, childlike handwriting, were the words 'Bald and proud'. Ikkaku was livid.

"What the hell?! Whoever did this is so dead!" he roared.

"Um," murmured Yumichka, who had just noticed a note pinned to the wall. It was a scrap of paper with a single sentence written upon it in pink crayon, the handwriting suspiciously similar to that on the back of Ikkaku's head. It said:

' To Baldy and Feathers,

Happy April Fools!

Love from Yachiru'

"Crap," muttered Ikkaku.

Yay! It's the 1st of April tomorrow. Anyway, who do you guys want pranked next? Please review and tell me. PLEASE REVIEW!!!