Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.
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Tea
I sipped my tea and looked at her. Puzzled as to why I still sat with her and listened to her moan and complain about all the things wrong in her life and all the handsome men she couldn't catch, I contained my sarcastic thoughts and held my tongue as usual.
"… And I didn't even get into the 11th Division!" she cried, finishing off her first drink. "I mean… I trained all that time! And for what? Nothing!"
"Come on. The 4th Division isn't all that bad," I argued, setting my own glass back on the low table.
'Besides, I don't think you could last a minuet up there the way you are now,' I added mentally, looking at her puffy, red eyes and tear-stained cheeks while simultaneously listening to her strange form of keening.
I never knew why she had wanted to join them anyway. After all, she wasn't physically strong, nor was she intimidating in the least. She stood about four feet tall with large, honey-colored eyes and pale blond hair. Her round cheeks and pink lips made you think of an angel of mercy rather than a brutish, battle waging warrior.
After a few moments of silence, her tears subsided and she replied rather softly, "I guess the 4th Division isn't so horrible… I mean, you're there Risa…"
I smiled and tried to lighten the mood by saying, "Of course. I'll never get why you wanted to join that division, what with your lack of strength and all…" I lifted my cup once more after refilling it to take a sip.
"Well, there's the hottie, Ikkaku Madarame with all those muscles! … that gorgeous Yumichika Ayasegawa, so pristine and lovely!…. Oh, and don't forget that one guy…" began Yukio, nearly salivating at the thought of said persons, as she began to count on her fingers.
In utter surprise, I spat my tea directly into her pale, tear-stained face.
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A/N: Okay, I actually proofread this one much better than my first one. I hope it turns out to your liking. It turns out that I like writing these kind of fanfics much more than serious or dramatic ones. Maybe because they are much more light-hearted and maybe come easier to me? Dunno. But, if you have anything to say or any constructive criticism to give, you know what to do. ^__ ^