Reapers Felicity

"Kazeshini?" A low voice echoed through the empty hallways of squad nine's barracks. It was just like that damn spirit to run off just when he thought it would be okay to let him loose.

Shūhei was a man of few words and had a tendency to keep his anger and stress pent up. He would have never suspected that keeping these emotions bottled up was like fanning the flame of hatred that his Zanpaktou had had for him. But those days where behind them, Kazeshini still acted out in rage if things didn't go his way, and he still had a foul mouth, but he wasn't always trying to kill everyone. And though he would never say it, through all of the pain and hell his Zanpaktou had given him, Shūhei had actually developed feelings for the manifested spirit that he would never admit to anyone…Not even to himself.

Longer and longer he waited, his sneaky Zanpaktou still hadn't shown up. He was starting to get worried. He pushed around a few papers on his desk, the drabble that his squad members had given him was worse than the shit he had seen a three year old come up with. He blinked a few slow times and laid his head down on the wooden desk, a few moments of rest wouldn't kill him.

Even as he 'slept' he could still hear the angry voice play back in his head. "I guess you never really liked the shape of these blades..." So many things played back in his head and he awoke with a fright.

"What tha' fuck are ya' doing?" The sharp voice cut through the silence like a knife through flesh and bone.

Shūhei looked up from the wooden desk to seen none other than the tall pitch black body of Kazeshini Perched upon his desk like an alley cat. His head was slightly tilted to the side and his wide blue hues, no matter how empty they seemed, held a look of confusion.

"Me? What about you? I was looking for yo-…Er-…Where were you?" He tried to make it sound less like he was worried and more like he was angered that his Zanpaktou had up and vanished on him. Apparently the spirit didn't buy it.

"Lookin' for me? I'm not a fuckin' kid, ya' don't gotta freak out just 'cause I wasn't' 'round for an hour." The dark skinned spirit sat back on his haunches and placed his hands in his lap. His look of confusion still hadn't faded and Shūhei had to mentally slap himself for thinking that the face was even slightly less than murderous.

"That doesn't answer my question, Kazeshini. Where were you?" His voice was slightly more stern that it had been a few minutes ago and he gave the spirit a warning glance.

"….Why should I tell you?" Kazeshini's confused look was replaced with crazy grin and he jumped from the desk and landed a few feet in front of it.

"Because, I am your master."

"Oooh~ I'm so scared~" Kazeshini held his arms up and gave a fake shiver and wore a false expression of fear before bursting out into a fit of laughter. "HA! Tell ya' what. If you can catch me, I might tell you."

Despite the fact that he really didn't want to, Shūhei got up from the desk and pushed his chair under the desk calmly. He walked around in front of the desk and stood in front of Kazeshini. He went to grab for him, but the moment his hand came within a few inches the spirit flash stepped away.

"Damnit…" Shūhei let out a groan of disapproval and tried to seek out the spirit's reiatsu, he could only sense a small trace of it and took off in the direction of the feeling.

This was made on a whim, I'm sick of not seeing anything good happen to these extremely potential couples! I mean for Christ sakes Yumichika's Zanpaktou spirit was completely hitting on him!

Gomen, if it's a little short, I just wanted to get this out to see if it had potential.

If you think so, please R&R

I'd love to know what you think.

No flames, constructive criticism is welcomed.