He or She?

The sake had been flowing for about an hour, and the conversation had now started to turn to those topics that were normally avoided at all costs. This was only because a) there wasn't much else to talk about and discuss at this point, and b) the sake seemed to indicate that whatever happened, everything would turn out just fine! Or maybe Rangiku had said that. No one remembered at this point. Isn't sake an amazing thing? So far, the alcohol had Renji, Rangiku, Kira, and Ikaku under its astonishing power. There wasn't any real reason for this get-together, except that Rangiku had gotten her hands on some sake –not even good sake, just sake and large amounts of it- and then attacked Renji and Ikaku, who happened to be passing. The pair didn't dare say no, because when you're being squished by Rangiku –and you're male- you couldn't do much more than gurgle your satisfaction, and in this case, agreement. Kira had just sort of turned up a little while later. Renji had noted that Kira did this whenever there was sake around, and –as Rangiku had put it- the more the merrier!

"He's a girl!" There was silence from the group, and it took Renji several moments to realize that it had been him who had just shouted. Everyone was staring at him, which what had given him the clue that it had, in fact, been he whom had said those rather strange words.

"Errrrr….." Renji added –as an afterthought of several more moments-, as though by this small and insignificant noise, he could indicate to his now enraptured audience that he had not meant to shout what he had been thinking, or indeed verbalize it in any way. It's amazing what a simple noise can mean. Renji's effort was ruined by Rangiku, who leaned forward –on purpose, Renji was sure- and said to the room at large,

"Abarai-kunnnnn! What ever do you mean?"

Renji had always had the niggling misgiving –It was the sake. Blame the sake!- that Rangiku could hold her drink better than any man in the entire soul society, and only pretended to be drunk. This notion came zooming back to him, as fast as his fuzzy brain would allow –which was about as slow as a slug, but to the group at large at this point (Except Rangiku!) that was rather fast-, when Rangiku's face split into a huge grin. To Renji -who wasn't incredibly concerned with her face-, she looked like Gin.

"Bya-kun!" Renji slurred, before there was another, more pregnant pause. This pause gave birth to a lot of smaller pauses, each more embarrassing than the last. It wasn't jus the sake that was invading his mind, but Yachiru as well! Renji took another, rather large, gulp of sake straight from the jar before continuing.

"I mean Byakua! He's just gotta be a girl!"

It was at this point, that Rangiku looked down at her own cup of sake, just to make sure that her's wasn't spiked like Renji's undoubtedly was. She hadn't put anything into the cups, or the jar, but maybe Kira had. He was insane, and sometimes emo, like that.

Renji slammed his empty cup down on the table, making the room rock slightly, before standing up and waving his hand at them. This was supposed to be the cue for them to be quite, but in this case, it wasn't necessary. Renji paused –for the third time tonight-, his head spinning at the sudden movement.

((Just a taste of what is to come. XP Hope you all like it. REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!! -cough- Ahem... anyways, this takes place right after Aizen leaves. Damn you Aizen. You do know that your group is now made up of people who can't see a damn thing?))