HI! Oops, i'm kinda bad at editing! but the thing is, it'll bother me unless i fix it! so..sorry, but here's ch.4 again...sorry guys...enjoy! In this chapter i expanded on some of the relationships that will develop later on in this story...enjoy, and as always, R&R!
Yachiru, her arms full of pig stew, opened the door to Ukitake's room.
"Uki!!! Guess what I have!!" shrieked the tiny vice-captain. Holding the container out in front of her, she glanced around the room a few times. Spying the bulging bump on the bed, she grabbed hold of the sheets at one end of the bed and yanked them off.
"UKIIII!!" With a cry, she jumped on top of Ukitake and knelt on the bed. Ukitake grimaced and tired to pull the covers over his head, but Yachiru firmly held onto them. Sitting up in bed, he tried to talk, but ended up coughing instead.
"Sheesh Uki. You look sick again," noted Yachiru. "But don't worry, I've brought you your pig's feet. Here!" She shoved the container into Ukitake's hands. Ukitake sweatdropped as she stared at him in anticipation. Oh man, he thought. How am I supposed to tell her that I don't have any candy on me at all? She'll get mad if I tell her that I gave the last of it to Shirou-chan yesterday… "Uh, Yachiru-chan," he began. "I'm afraid I only have a little bit of chocolate on me…" He handed her a tiny bag of some plain chocolate.
Yachiru slowly got off the bed. She raised her head, her eyes glaring. Ukitake swore that he could almost see flames come out of her mouth too, as she hyperventilated. "UKI!!" she roared. "YOU PROMISED ME CHOCOLATE IF I GAVE YOU PIG'S FEET!!!"
Ukitake paled. Well, actually I didn't have a chance to say anything before she jumped out of the window earlier, he thought. "I'm really sorry Yachiru-chan, but I don't have anymore…"
Yachiru jumped to a fighting stance. "I KNOW YOU GAVE SOME TO SHORTY-CHAN! I SAW YOU GIVE HIM YUMMIES THE OTHER DAY! THIS ISN'T FAIR, UKI! PREPARE YOURSELF!"
She whipped out her zanpakuto and with a cry, yelled "Twirl to the Heavens, Hana-chan!" With a poof, her sword turned into a giant spinning top which she promptly threw at Ukitake. It landed on Ukitake's back and spun, pinning him to the ground.
"Owowowoowoww!!" cried Ukitake, as the top spun faster and faster on his back. With a groan, Ukitake managed to push the top off his back, and whipped out his own zanpakuto. Reciting, he released it's shikai form. "Be as the waves, become my shield! Be as lightening, become my blade!" It split into two swords, which he used to hack at the spinning top. "HIIII-YAHHH!!!" With a particularly mighty swing, he hit the top at Yachiru. It knocked into her and she went flying across the room and hit a wall.
"Grr…" panted Yachiru, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "BANKAI!" Suddenly the giant top turned into a giant hammer which proceeded to hit Ukitake, and promptly knocked him out unconscious.
Just kidding. This is what really happened…
Immediately, tears began to form in Yachiru's eyes as she learned that there was no candy for her here.
"But what do I do now, Uki-chaaaannnn?" she wailed. "I need to make chocolate for Valentine's Day! What will I do???"
"Aw, I'm sorry Yachiru-chan! Why don't you make some for one person? You can even use that chocolate to ask him to the dance tomorrow," suggested Ukitake.
"Hmm…" Yachiru put a finger on her mouth, wondering. "I guess…that would work…Ok, fine, Uki-chan. Yachiru will go make her chocolate for only her date. She's sure that baldy likes chocolate, so he'll have to agree to take her to the dance!"
Ukitake smiled politely, just glad to have gotten off the hook so easily. "Sounds great to me, Yachiru-chan. I suppose you better be off now, if you're going to be so busy…"
Yachiru didn't seem to notice the hint, but thought his words were for the best anyway, so she decided to leave. "Ok, Uki, I'm gonna go now! I'll see you tomorrow!!!" With that, she ran out of the room, her zanpakuto on wheels trailing after her.
Meanwhile…in the 10th division's headquarters, Matsumoto was busy at work. She wore a pink apron over her kimono, one that was specially designed to suit her busty attributes. Next to her stood Hinamori Momo.
"Ahh," sighed Matsumoto. She wiped her forehead and stirred the pot of boiling chocolate on the stove. "The things we women must do for love…"
Momo giggled to herself. Matsumoto had invited her over to make chocolates for their valentines. She of course, would be making some for Hitsugaya. But it's simply because he's been such a good friend, she tried to reassure herself.
It had taken a while of nagging, and it was finally the bribe of some Pocky Sticks that made Matsumoto reveal her secret valentine to Momo.
"Pocky!" With a cry of glee, Matsumoto had snatched the box from Momo's outstretched hands. "Frine, r'll tell r'ou" Her mouth full of the chocolate treats, her response was hardly understandable, but Momo interpreted it as, "Fine, I'll tell you."
"Well?"
"Hisagi-san. From the 9th division."
"Oh wow, Matsumoto-san! You sure know how to pick your guys," giggled Momo. Hisagi Shuuhei was certainly a handsome shinigami that all the girls seemed to have their eyes on.
"So this means you'll be going with him to the dance tomorrow night as well?" wondered Momo.
"Ahh, if he'll take me," sighed Matsumoto. She giggled as she held up the chocolate she had been working on. Momo looked over her shoulder to see an adorable chocolate version of Matsuomoto holding out a heart to another cute chocolate figure of Hisagi. Matsumoto had even used dyed white chocolate to add colors! She glanced down at her own, boring chocolates. She had some hearts and flowers, but that was it.
"Ehh, Momo-chan?" wondered Matsumoto. "No no no! This won't do! Surely shorty won't get the hint if you simply give him these! Now, if you REALLY want to spice things up, how about- Eh?" She glanced over to find a very red and embarrassed Momo.
"Matsumoto-san, how did you know that these were…I mean, that I was planning, uhm…" stuttered Hinamori-chan.
Sighing once more, Matsumoto leaned over and put her arm around Hinamori's shoulders. "No offense or anything, Hinamori-chan…but you're not exactly the stealthy ninja. I mean, everyone practically knows you have a crush on him!"
"W-What? I-I-I don't know what you mean!" stammered Hinamori.
"Aww, c'mon Momo! Just get it over with, and hurry up and give him these chocolates. Here! I'll help you get dressed up for tomorrow when you ask him. That way, for the dance, you can look your best for him! I'll even do your makeup!" She put her hands on her hips and looked at Hinamori intimidating and scary. Hinamori just blushed and meekly nodded; she thought it best not to go against Rangiku at a time like this.
The Real World
Orihime glanced at the clock. It read 7:03 PM. She sighed in relief and wiped her brow. She had finally finished her chocolates for Ichigo, Chad and Uryu. For Ichigo, she had made a bunch of chocolates in the shape of strawberries. She giggled to herself as she pictured his reaction as he saw them. He'd stare at them a bit and then his eyebrow would twitch as he realized that they were strawberries. For Chad, she made cute teddy bears because she knew he loved cute things. Lastly, for Uryu, Orihime made hearts with arrows stuck through them. She thought he'd appreciate the Quincy reference.
Orihime set the chocolates on the rack to cool; she'd wrap them up later. She yawned. It had been a long day at school, and she was tired…she glanced at the clock once more. She'd take little nap for now and then wake up later…
"GODDAMMIT!" Yorouichi roared as she burnt herself for the third time straight. These stupid things aren't even WORTH the trouble! She fumed as she sucked on her burn fingers.
"Uh, Yorouichi-san, is everything ok in there?" came Kisuke's voice from behind the closed door.
"It's FINE, so STAY OUT!" roared Yorouichi. This wasn't working. She was a woman, so cooking should be no problem! Who would've thought melting chocolate and pouring them into molds would be so difficult!? She sighed. Who was she kidding? She was a warrior…not a stay-at-home mom. She tried to pour the chocolate into the molds once more, but her hand slipped due to the chocolate on the handle of the pot, and she ended up pouring some hot chocolate onto her foot.
"ARG!! DAMMMMITT!!!!!!!"
Kisuke looked up from his newspaper. He glanced over his shoulder into the kitchen. The door was closed, but he could still hear the swearing coming from it.
"RRAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" He winced as he heard pots and pans fall to the ground. He shrugged. That woman was certainly something. What that something was, he had no clue. Enough was enough. He decided to go check up on all the ruckus in the kitchen.
"Uh, Yorouichi-san? I'm coming in." He pushed his way into the kitchen, only to discover a chocolaty mess all over. He reached to scratch his head. This certainly was a predictament…
Yorouichi looked up from the floor, where she had been holding onto her foot. Gasping, and blushing, she ran up to Kisuke and attempted to block his view.
"Urahara, get out! I don't need your help here!" she panted.
"Eh? Chocolates? What for? They look kind of deformed…" laughed Kisuke.
Furiously blushing, Yorouichi threw back her fist and pummeled it straight into Kisuke's face. "DON'T YOU DARE INSULT MY CHOCOLATES URAHARA! WE'LL SEE IF YOU GET ANY TOMORROW!" With that, she threw him out of the kitchen and slammed the door shut.
"My, my…" muttered Kisuke as he got up from the floor, massaging his butt. "I think it's best to leave her alone for now…"
The Soul Society
Nemu sat in silence behind her captain. "Ugh, nothing to do," grumbled Kurotsuchi Mayuri. "No new data…"
Nemu looked up. This was a first; her captain was actually complaining about there being a lack of work. This whole month he had been so edgy because of TOO much work.
Suddenly, Mayuri swirled around on his chair to face his "daughter". "Nemu. What is tomorrow?" he asked.
"Tomorrow is February 14th, Mayuri-sama," she replied. "According to human traditions, it is also known as Valentine's Day. It is also the day of the dance."
He glared at her. "And who are you going with?"
She looked back at him and tilted her head. "I didn't know it would be allowed, Mayuri-sama."
In frustration, Mayuri stood up so quickly that he knocked over the chair. "What is wrong with you, you stupid shinigami? It was made perfectly clear that attendance at that stupid dance is mandatory! Now, answer me when I ask you: who are you going with!!"
Nemu stared him down blankly and replied, "No one, Mayuri-sama. I haven't been asked."
"RAAAWWWRRRR" Screaming in fury, Mayuri raised his fist to hit her. Thinking better of it, he calmed down. "How…dare you embarrass me like that?! To think that my daughter, and my own vice-captain would be so lowly as to not have a date for the dance…don't embarrass me like that!!" Panting, he tried to slow his breathing. "Nemu. You will find a date tomorrow. You will represent the 12th division to the best of your ability."
Nemu silently nodded, but instantly the face of the Quincy appeared in her mind. Mayuri, extremely sharp at reading facial expressions looked at her suspiciously. "And who do you plan on going with, Nemu?" he questioned.
"I'm not sure, Mayuri-sama. The Quincy from the Human world sparked my interest last time we fought."
"Hmm…" Thinking about it, Mayuri decided that the Quincy would be a fine date. He'd certainly be unique, and Nemu would stand out amongst all the shinigami if she attended the dance with a human. "I give you my approval. Go to the human world immediately and retrieve him for tomorrow."
"And if he doesn't agree?" asked Nemu.
"That better not happen, or you'd better not show your face back here!" yelled Mayuri. He paused, and considered the situation. That Quincy IS stubborn…he thought. "Fine. Take this potion with you, and slip it into his drink. It'll tranquilize him for at least 5 hours. That should be more than enough time for you to steal him back to the Soul Society."
"Mayuri-sama, how will I get close enough to him to give him the potion?"
"YOU INSOLENT GIRL, DON'T BE STUPID! You will of course, obtain a gigai and pose as a school girl. I don't care the means, just get him!" screamed Kurotsuchi. He walked around and pushed some vials off the table onto the floor, where they shattered.
"Now where is that gigai…Ah, here." He turned around and handed Nemu a naked gigai.
Nemu nodded and stood up. She knew better than to ask for clothes for the gigai. Mayuri-sama might get mad at her again. She grabbed the gigai and turned to go to the human world. Unsheathing her zanpakuto, she sliced the air, creating a portal to the human world, where she stepped through.
Sighing, Mayuri closed his eyes. He of course, wouldn't bother finding a date. That's why it was so important that the 12th division be represented at the social gathering tomorrow. That Nemu better not mess things up, he thought.
shorty-chan refers to captain hitsugaya
hana-chan: yachiru is referring to her zanpakuto, this is it's name (i just made this up...you know how her zanpakuto's sheath has wheels on it and and flowers drawn on it? well yeah, "hana" means flower in japanese..)
So thats it...hope you enjoyed it!
-the alchemist
