Unohana Retsu sighed as the queue of Shinigami waiting to be treated shuffled slowly along. It was always the same with the predictable eleventh squad; they'd get horribly drunk, have a fight to the last man standing (little Yachiru always won, on account of Zaraki-taichou not being sober enough to stand upright) and then her squad had to deal with the aftermath.

Then there were the members of Kurotsuchi-taichou's squad. Really, by now they should know better than to let their captain experiment on them again. And she did wish that Ichimaru-taichou would fall out of the habit of mounting surprise attacks on the weaker members of his squad in the name of 'training'. Lastly, there was… Komamura-taichou?

"Oh!" Unohana exclaimed in surprise. "Komamura-taichou… surely Kurotsuchi-taichou hasn't tested something on you as well, has he?"

The large captain shook his head, looking rather unhappy.

"Then… why are you scratching so much, may I ask?"

Komamura muttered something inaudibly, blushing as much as it was possible for a fox to blush.

"I beg your pardon?"

He scratched his neck some more, embarrassment deepening. "I… er… well, that is to say…"

"Go on?" Unohana prompted kindly.

He bit the bullet. "Do you have anything for fleas?"


Fourth oneshot discovered when going through old notebooks. ;D

R&R, please.

~Featherz