Days of Chrintmayx
Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine. Kubo Tite is the master mind behind it, so PLEASE if you want to complain as much as I want to for not making anything clear with the manga and making us wait until January 4th 2011, I heard he has a twitter account.
The biggest thank you goes to my Beta, Chancewriter, who was nice enough to correct my English (because after my English assessment at work, I have written proof that my writing/structure sucks) and improve my story.
As usual in my stories, Author Notes at the bottom, just a friendly warning *spoilers* (that are hardly spoilers by now) from the manga 377 and episode 285 Italics are for thoughts and some cursing but nothing major.
Enjoy!
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She was annoyed and there was no other way to describe it and her demeanor and expression was clear proof of how much she hated the idea her Captain had had. It was one thing to actually celebrate a weird holiday from the human world, but another very, VERY different thing to make the Fukutaichou (and the entire squad) unwilling participants of this…thing. Honestly, and it wasn't her anger talking, Hiyori didn't even know the name of the freaking celebration. She had voiced it several times in a wrong manner and was kindly corrected by Hikifune. What was it?
Xtkast, no.
Crilmtar, no.
Ahh, yes, she remembered now: Chrintmayx.
A stupid festival where a fat man gave presents to children that had been nice and these aforementioned presents were collected in their stockings or under a tree, which was called the Chrintmayx tree. So Hikifune had bought stockings for everybody and instructed people to give each other things and place them in their stockings. "Just for fun" The beautiful woman had said, instructing them all NOT to open absolutely anything until December 25th or else Satan would be angry. Satan. That was the name of the fat guy that came to bring the gifts, no?
The whole idea of the holiday was bad and all, and yes it annoyed her to no end, but the thing that had her blood boiling in that second was the dickhead moron 5th Division Captain that was rolling on the floor with laughter at the whole idea of Hiyori being involved with the Chrintmayx and her much decorated office.
Completely full with anger, the girl lifted the small couch and threw it onto the laughing man.
"WOULD YOU STOP ALREADY! YOU'VE BEEN LAUGHING FOR AN HOUR!"
An injured Shinji emerged from under the broken furniture complaining of being mistreated as always and only slightly amazed at her strength. "You have no sense of humor, brat. You're a naughty girl, so probably Satan won't bring you any gifts." He voiced with a huge grin, but the girl instead of being angrier for the taunt, made a very confused expression.
"It's a Christmas insult if you didn't get it." He said getting up and crossed his arms over his chest.
She frowned deeply and corrected him. "Chrintmayx."
He hit himself with his palm and chuckled. "Christmas. And it's Santa not Satan and he gives toys; not eternal damnation."
"I tell you," she was loosing her patient even faster than usual because this topic was one of those where she couldn't have been wrong, not that this was any subject where Shinji could be right, "It's Chrintmayx. Satan gives you gifts at Chrintmayx. Hikifune-san told me."
Exasperated with her, he rolled his chocolates eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Merry Chrintmayx, Hiyori." Shinji voiced with a tone full with the purest of sarcasm. "What are you giving people for your celebration? Hikifune told me you HAVE to give people presents."
"Dunno yet, but what is it to you?" She reproached angrily to his face getting up from her chair and throwing a menacing look, "You're not from this squad, so you are not in on it."
"For your information I always gave Hikifune a present at this time of year." His trademark smirk was right there in his lips.
"Really? What are you giving her?" Maybe Shinji's gift could be a guideline, so hers would not disappoint her mother figure, because after all the only present she really wanted to give was the one that was directed to her.
Shinji closed his eyes and spoke in the most natural matter of fact voice he could use. "Sexy lingerie."
The result was that a Captain was almost murdered from a Fukutaichou of another squad. As Shinji lay in the hospital bed he briefly wondered whether the real world had a jovial fat man in a red suit to give out gifts and Soul Society had a parallel universe Santa that instead went by the name of Hiyori a.k.a. Satan.
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A/N: Hello again guys! I'm back with some holiday spirit.
This story resembles a little 17 ways but is a Chrintmayx (Xmas) story. For once, I'm going to try to follow the cannon (Ugh!) and they won't be Shinji/Hiyori kisses under the Soul Society stars (kawaiiii!) until later on (I can't follow the cannon completely beside they together are cannon I HAVE SOLID PROVE NOW, watch episode 210 where he is holding her to protect her from Hollow Kensei, she has her hand in his hand! OMG!) Sorry for the fangirl moment.
Just a couple of details, due to the fact that is almost Xmas, the chapters are particularly small and I'll try to post as many as I can before December 25th, but I apologize in advance if I (we counting Chancewriter) can make it.
And BTW this story is totally based in the Christmas song: 12 Days of Christmas. But with a Bleach twist (Vizard twist) and due to time problems won't be 12 days. Sorry!
Hugs and have a great XMAS!
Kate