Morning shattered the dark sky and every Division was up and running. Except for Division 11, as usual.
With a yawn you stretched out and across your sleeping mat. 'What a great night...no fights...got to drink...didn't get eaten by the captain...yet would that be such a bad thi- NO NO NOT LIKE THAT' You began to mentally scold yourself. How could you think such thoughts, after yesterday!?
Never the less you got up; grabbed a fresh pair of clothing and left your room. Though you noted it was quiet. "Oh shit...am I late again!?" With haste you hurried around a corner to check a few of the open rooms only to find everyone still where they slept the night prior.
"But...it is almost 7am...why?" You were puzzled to say the least. One would think in any Division the members would fear punishment from their captain. Let alone a Captain like Kenpachi.
A calm voice approached you. "Oh Ikkaku didn't tell you? We dont head out to the training field till 9am. See Kenpachi likes to sleep in...and doesn't even get up till 10am...and even then he may get out to the training fields at 11am...so when he sees us training he thinks we have been at it for hours"
Looking over your shoulder you smiled, it was Yumichika. "Oh...that makes sense" was all that you could say. Watching this man look you over a few good times. Evidently he seemed to like what he saw, flashing a smile at you.
"No wonder Ikkaku likes you! You are absolutely stunning! But my dear, those robes need some serious upgrading!" Before you could even think of a counter argument Yumichika brought it upon himself to take your change of clothing from your arms. "I wont let you be the first official woman of Division 11 and be dressing as plain as the rest of its...members! Now go get yourself some more beauty sleep! Today we are going over all the recruits documents! Want to look good now yes?" And like that he walked off.
"J-just make sure I'm up soon enough to take a shower!" You could only squeak at the quick change of plans.
"Oh dont worry now! I will drop them off with some towels in Ikkaku's room!" Was all she could hear as he rounded a corner, his sing-song voice carrying his glee to all who were awake.
To be honest you were grateful to be getting the chance for some 'beauty sleep'. 'Maybe that is why Kenpachi slept so much? He just wanted to be beautiful!' You let out a giggle at these thoughts, only to hear another one, practically below you. Looking down you saw the wide smile and cheery face of the Vice Captain Yachiru Kusajishi.
"OH GOD" she practically scared the shit out of you. You took one or two side steps away from the small girl. All the pink princess could do was laugh. "Did I spook you?" She stepped closer, her voice high and happy.
"Oh no, I am so sorry! I just, was being stupid!" Your thoughts caught up with your actions. This was the VICE CAPTAIN, of Division 11. And you had better show some respect! You bowed at her giving her your deepest apologies. Though in the end you only got a small giggle in return. "Your funny! Turtle-Chan! But you are awfully skiddish!"
You paused then, evaluating what this 'cutie pie' just called you. "My name is _?" You were taken aback to say the least. Hell you were starting to question what your name was for a second or two.
"OH I know! I just like to give every nicknames! Your's is Turtle-Chan! Ikkaku says you will come out of your shell soon! And I want to help!" She began jumping up and down in place, very proud of her clever idea for a new name. And possibly for whatever her ideas were that could 'help'.
You let out a disheartened laugh. Something told you that you wouldn't be getting any 'beauty sleep' today. Evidently your hunch was right, Yachiru spent to next couple of hours 'dragging' you running around all throughout the various Divisions. The amount of trouble this girl could cause without even trying was outstanding. She knocked over a expensive vase, managed to accidentally uproot a small patch of Roses. Ruined Byakuya's morning tea. Interrupted Matsumoto's shower and caused Captain Hitsugaya to investigate the 'noise' and end up seeing some things he was better off not seeing. Not to mention the handfuls of poor strangers whom she startled or bumped into while running away from you in a one sided game of 'tag'. You were wondering how she got away with all this, yet again she DID have Kenpachi. His stature alone probably stopped 80% of the complaints from being filed.
After roughly two hours of horseplay Yachiru seemed pleased and let you 'wander' off back into Division 11. Now finally you could take a shower! You had roughly 1 hour to get clean, dressed and haul your ass to the training field. You would have to skip breakfast and even then that was cutting it close. The more time between you leaving and Kenpachi waking up the better!
Walking through the various halls you were happy that everyone was already outside training. More peace for you and your thoughts! Hell you deserved it after all the 'fun' Yachiru had 'playing' with you. And god damn were you tired.
Entering Ikkaku's room you looked around. 'At least he kept his room fairly tidy...' Entering the shower chamber you smiled at the large pile of towels. On top laid a note from Yumichika. "Have fun, look precious! And dont be late!" It was decorated with small hearts and god damn his hand writing was exceptional.
Not bothering to even look through the pile you locked the door, disrobed yourself and turned that water on hot! The sounds that came from your mouth were sinful enough; and oh boy did the water hit the spot. All that sweat and grime, washed away. Yumichika even provided a few bottles of shower necessities. Herbal shampoo, and conditioner, and cherry blossom body wash!
A simple turn of the dials and the water came to a halt. "That was the best shower...I have ever had." You smiled, talking to well no one in particular. Grabbing a towel from the sink you wrapped your hair. Reaching out for another towel you wrapped yourself. And finally reaching out to grab- wait...another towel?
Your heart was caught in your throat. "No..." You knocked a few towels aside. "NO" you could feel your gut twist. WHY WAS THERE SO MANY TOWELS! Lifting another and finally the last one there laid a pair of black panties laced with a red heart on the front. And beside it was a matching bra, the hearts placed oh so comically over the 'nipples'.
"Oh...my...fucking...god..." You stood there practically horrified. This couldn't be all of it! Yumichika probably forgot! Or-or maybe someone snuck in a took them? Perhaps Yachiru played a joke before she dragged you away earlier. Oh god...and what was the fucking time.
That thought hit you like a ton of bricks. How long did you take that shower for? Swatting the air around your head you let out a vile growl. A few select curses under your breathe and you proceeded to get 'dressed'. Soon you were ready and still clutching those oh so elegant towels to your almost bare form. Wasn't the point of undergarments to help COVER your privates. Yet again these did seem more so like lingerie than anything.
With a click of the shower door you stepped out into Ikkaku's room. Steam billowing behind you. A few more quick steps and you were out into a main room. Looking up at the clock that was oh so lovingly taped to the wall, it read 9:54. "Shitshitshitshitshit!" Curses under your breathe rivaled your attention as much as your heartbeat did. Quickly you slid around a corner, and ever so silently began making way to your room.
Past what you now know what Yachiru's room your heart skipped a beat. That would mean...Kenpachi's door was that last one...your room was between them. "good god I gotta hurry"
It all made sense now; no wonder no one took this room. It was next to the 'beast'. Good god! You would have to kick Ikkaku's ass later.
Coming to a halt you opened your door; oh so slowly in fear of letting go and having it slam into the wall. And as if life or death you leaped over to your small dresser, checking for any of your extra pairs of clothing...nothing...but finally you spotted a note...yet again from Yumichika. "Took your old clothes to make sure you don't go against my wishes!"
"NO!" You froze the moment those words left your lips; they demanded attention. Poking your head out of your room you listened for any sound of movement. Nothing...a sigh escaped your lips.
You weren't out of the woods yet. Reaching down you swapped your fair size towel for your large plush blanket. More coverage you thought hastily as you turned to your door yet again. That was until you head a faint 'click' of a door shutting.
It wasn't yours, your door was still slightly open if only by a inch or two. 'Oh god...' you thought. Immediately you pressed your body against a wall. Pressing your ear to it's cool surface you could hear the faint footsteps of the Captain come near and eventually pass.
You could do a couple things in a scenario like this. Hide and pretend that you got sick and try to lie to Kenpachi as to why you couldn't leave for training on time. Simply curl up into a ball under your beloved blankets and hope for the best. Or run back into Ikkaku's room and swipe a pair of his Shinigami robes.
You of course decided to take the later choice. Slowly you opened your door, perhaps a bit too slow for its own liking as it creaked for you to move on. Ugh this would not be fun. Every slight tap of your bare feet that hit the floor made you want to run for cover. Every time you blinked panic rose in your chest. Stricken with fear that Kenpachi would just materialize before you. Though that would be kind of hot wouldn't it? NO! NO! Bad thoughts, not now!
You peeked around the corner. The coast was clear; though the fact you could still feel his Reiryoku scared the every loving shit out of you. One step, two step, left foot, right foot. Oh you were so close! You could practically feel those robes sliding around your body with every passing step. Wait...no...that is the feeling of something sliding off of you...
The only sound that floated through the air, and dared to lick your ears was a grunt. Frozen you mustered all your strength to somewhat turn around; clutching you large blanket around your frame. And there he was all 6'7½ feet of him. His posture still slouched; her most definitely was not a 'morning' person. Yet again he wasn't really a 'anything' type of guy.
You watched you; as if he was trying to determine reality from a dream. You did not say anything; but you did give your blanket a gentle tug. No go; it was stuck firmly under his foot. He grumbled a few words as he rubbed his eye. A few moments passed and he spoke again. Nothing but a grumble.
"...this is a dream?" Was all you could squeak out. He narrowed his eyes and looked around. Straightening his posture out he stepped a inch or two back and in turn most of the strength that held your blanket.
"Dont talk to me like I am a fucking child...girl" His voice mumbled but still coherent. "I-I am not talking to you like a child. I just couldn't understand your MUMBLING! And I am NO GIRL!" You spat back like a viper. His eye went wide, or at least you thought it did. Yet again he did get closer, when you weren't sure. But he wore a smile that made you uneasy.
Oh god, his face was just above your own. He didn't seem to move his feet but rather he lowered himself down to your level. "So the turtle has a voice after all?" A growl echoed within his chest.
Oh god...so close...yet so far...you weren't sure what do to. He laughed again. "Whats wrong? Small kitten thinks she can yowl at the lion and not get challenged?"
"W-well I...I...t-t-turtle...no...k-kitten" Every word your tongue fumbled over he took a step closer. Evidently stepping and applying more pressure on your beloved blanket. Eventually you or the threads would have to give up, and it was the sooner than the later.
Dropping it like it was hot the blanket fell from your hands and collapsed around your form. His lips parted to taunt you again, but nothing came out. His eye on the other hand was very busy, scanning what was before him. Or at least what he could make of it as you scuttled into his 3rd seat's room. His ears being greeted with the harsh and panicked slam of the door.
"Well well well...Turtle looks 'very nice' out of her shell..." His laughter sharp and demanding, picking up your blanket he placed it within the confines of his own room. Oh how much fun he bet he could rile from this. On his way out he could hear the panic shuffling of drawers and fabric from the other side of Ikkaku's door.
Maybe having a woman in Division 11 would be fun after all.