The Shinigami Women's Association
A series of Drabbles and one-shots
1: Dinner
Note: I do not own bleach, even though I wish i did.
These are the result of extreme boredom.
The Shinigami Women's Association (SWA) is a group of women who make decisions on small things to make the women of Seireitei more comfortable in an otherwise male-dominated society. However, Kuchiki Byakuya decided, these decisions were getting uncomfortably larger.
Said Captain looked around the large kitchen with distaste. Several other taichou, fukutaichou, and some officers--all male--were working their darndest to make dinner--wait, did he just say "darndest"? Byakuya silently cursed Renji and returned his attention to the chinese cabbage he was supposed to be slicing.
Speaking of Renji...
Byakuya glanced over at his fukutaichou, and did a double take. Renji was in a very pink apron elbow-high in dough, with a ridiculously serious expression on his face. It took every fiber of Byakuya's being not to burst out laughing.
"RAHHHH!"
Yet another great crash came from the far end of the kitchen.
"AHH!"
"T-taichou! No horseplay in the--!"
"No catfish can beat me! Die, fish, die!"
Another crash accompanied a blast of reiatsu that snet quite a few people to their knees.
Facepalm.
"Oy."
Byakuya turned around to find himself nose-to-nose with a grinning, flour-drenched Renji. The captain jumped. Renji's goofy grin widened.
"What's with that look, Abarai?"
"Scared ya."
"That damned Zaraki has no control over his reiatsu. It's always hard to sense people around him."
Renji's already impossibly large grin grew wider.byakuya whacked the readhead's forehead with the hild of his knife.
"Get back to work."
Renji walked off, rubbing his forehead and swearing, but still grinning.
That's it, Byakuya thought, chopping the cabbage with a little more force than what was needed. The SWA has gone too far.
END
Whoo! First chapter, 277 words! yes, I am mean to Byakuya. But he deserves it. He's such a prick. XD just you wait. It'll get worse.
-Nanashi