Next chappie, with more grumpy Shiro in it. I promise that Rukia will make her appearance in the chapter after the next one. Hmm, other than that I don't have much to say.
Enjoy!
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The five hours, in which he had planned on getting some sleep, he had spent utterly awake plotting ways of getting rid of the child and finding out whom it belonged to.
The moments he dozed off, he was awaken by a screaming child he had no idea on how to shut up.
Needless to say he was tired, annoyed and just a teensy tiny bit enraged, as he stalked towards Unohana's office. She was after all the captain of the medical squad. She would know why the child keeps screaming and with the recent addition to her and Zaraki's family, he figured she would know what to do with it. And considering that she had to keep record of every shinigami's DNA and blood type and whatever else, she could also figure out whom it belonged to.
And then she could figure out whom to give it to while he tortured its parents.
Never in his live was he going to take care of another child again. He would even forgive Kusajishi for wasting his time. She was an annoying brat with no respect for rank, but at least she knew what battle tactics were and didn't cry all the time. In the last five hours – in which he should've been asleep – he had learned something about himself.
He hated, absolutely, positively hated, children.
All types of children.
Especially baby types of children.
He shoved the door to the Fourth Division open, hammering twice on Unohana's office door and shoved that open too.
Unexpected rudeness from him, he would admit, but he was tired and wanted nothing more than to sleep.
Unohana took it all in stride, probably used to the brutish attitude with what she had to deal with on a daily basis since she got married to Zaraki. Not only was there Yachiru, their boy Hiro, but she also had to look after Zaraki's self-appointed sons, Madarame and Ayasegawa. She smiled at him, her eyes briefly dropping to the baby in his arms, before raising back to him.
He wished they would look judgmental, so he could explain that it wasn't his and that his lack of knowing what to do was not his fault.
"Hitsugaya taichou, you are holding that child wrong." She murmured as she turned back to what was in front of her, closed it carefully and set it aside. "Can I help you with something?"
"You can tell me who this fucking kid belongs to so I can go kill its parents." He snapped in response. He was going to pay for such rudeness later, he would send her something to apologize, but after he got some sleep.
Whether she realized he was tired or not, he didn't know, but he was glad that the endearing smile remained on her face as she rose up and walked towards him. She took the child from him and carefully held it in her arms before leaving the room. He slumped down in the nearest chair the moment she was gone with the child.
Relief washed over him, now all that remained was reprimanding the two idiots who that child belonged to and then he could continue with his life as if it never happened.
His relief was short lived.