Mask: ... I did not expect to actually make it to three chapters... Tell me how you like Emeral, please!
Grimmjow: *Kicks down door* I'm back bitches!
Mask: Ah! Nice timing, Ichi and Hichi are gone *Smiles, remembering the date he forced the two on* and Ulqui's coming over!
Grimmjow: *Turns pale; glances at door*
Mask: *Is happy that he sealed off all possible escape routes*
"Talking"
Thoughts
"Hollow/ Zanpakuto"
(Notices)
"This is it?" Renji asked, eyeing the seemingly normal, Sixth Division-issued barrack.
"Yeah." Emeral replied, opening the door and walking inside his living quarters. He turned a corner, and Renji hesitantly closed the front door before following the third seat. Rounding the same corner that Emeral had just moments ago, Renji noticed the green-haired man in the fetal position, just outside a door that had been painted black. Renji quirked an eyebrow at the peculiar sight.
"It's in there." A muffled voice told the red-head vice-captain as a slightly shaking hand pointed at the black door. The pineapple wondered how one bug could turn the green-haired boy into... Renji wasn't quite sure how to describe it. The young (for Shinigami) male never showed emotion, until now, that is. The pineapple guessed that Emeral was now at the equivalent of a panic attack.
Renji willed the thoughts out of his mind, and turned the knob to open the black door. What Renji saw was... suprising. Renji had been expecting things like black... everything, maybe some torture devices, and a few blood stains.
Instead, Renji was greeted with the sight of a white, tiled floor, crimson red walls, a queen-sized, western-style bed stationed against the center of the opposite wall, a black, plush rug extending a foot from the bed on the three sides that weren't pushed up against the wall, and wooden black dresser positioned next to the bed.
Renji also noticed a navy blue door with white trim near the dresser, which he assumed lead to a bathroom. All in all, the place did not seem to be very evil, bloodthristy, or psycotic-ish. The pineapple glance over his shoulder.
"Are you sure that this is your room?" Emeral, in a very slow, scary, evil, and pain-promising way, lifted his head to give the red-head a blank look.
"Yes. The bug is located on the wall near my dresser. Kill it and leave. Now." Although the words were spoken in a calm and quiet way, Renji was still frightened. Damn, this kid gives me the creeps. Renji said to himself.
The pineapple decided to get his 'mission' over with. Walking into the seemingly-harmless space in front of him, Renji acquired a position next to Emeral's dresser. What he saw almost (if not for the threat of Emeral's wrath, he would have) laughed. The bug Renji had been asked to kill was nothing more than a tiny moth.
The pineapple stuck out his pointer finger, and the moth flew onto it. Renji, noticing a window a few feet away, went and opened the it. The moth, sensing its freedom, spread its wings and flew into the sky. Turning back to his subordinate, Renji realized that the third seat was still in the fetal postion.
"Hey, the bug's, ah, gone now. I guess that I'll, um, get going now." The pineapple stepped out of Emeral's room, and was about to make his way back to the Sixth Division's office to finish some paperwork, when a small hand latched onto his wrist. Renji turned around, and noticed that Emeral was the one who grabbed him.
"Uh, is there something you?..." Renji wasn't able to finish his sentence. A pair of small yet soft lips met his own. Just as quickly as it started, the kiss ended. The pineapple snapped out of his stupor when he heard a door slam shut.
What the hell was that?
Why did I just do that? Emeral asked himself. Deciding to simply forget about the incident for now. He headed over to his dresser and stripped off his Shinigami robes. He replaced his usual attire with a floor-length light green kimono, which was patterned with pale blue feathers. The sleeve's only reached his elbows, so Emeral decided to pull on shoulder-length, fingerless white gloves. Strapping his precious zanpakuto to his back, Emeral pondered on whether or not to remove his choker. Deciding to leave it on, the teen-like Death God climbed out of his window and started towards the Rukongai, where he would meet some of his fellow Shinigami for some drinks.
He only hoped that they wouldn't get thrown out of the bar again. Like with the last twelve times.