Strawberry
Halloween
~Snowball Effect~
Out of all the people who had a biased opinion about Halloween, Hitsugaya Toshiro was possibly the biggest proponent in the fight against Yachiru turning it into an official holiday for Soul Society. To him, it was completely childish.
That, and it would give his lieutenant a new excuse to go out and drink, not to mention, she would try to get him into a costume too. And he could… no, he didn't want to imagine the trouble that Kira, Renji and Hisagi would get into.
He did though have his lieutenant have a few bags of goodies left out in the office for when Yachiru and the few other young shingami came around. He had made it a habit to leave the office early, before they were likely to come, as Rikichi had asked once why he didn't join in.
As he was working on his paperwork, a very familiar and hyperactive voice spoke up. "Hello Snowball-chan!"
"Ya… lieutenant Kusajishi?" the boy taicho blinked a couple of times. "You're not in costume yet…"
"I decided this year not to go as the same thing," she stated over and jumping at his desk so she could hang off. A few papers went flying.
"Shouldn't you be in a club meeting," he asked, getting up to gather his papers, then sitting back down.
"Ehh… they were a bunch of dummies. Whenever I've told anyone who I want to go as, they say stupid things," Yachiru frowned.
"So… what is the costume this year?" he asked.
"Ichigo, of course,"
"Everyone is probably thinking you're going as Kurosaki instead of a made up female character," Toshiro sighed, plashing his calligraphy brush away.
"But why?"
"His first name is Ichigo,"
"No, why did they thing that?"
"Because even I don't know who this character you like so much is. I just figure you've been watching Anime again with Rin over in the twelfth division," the boy sighed. "Why come to me?"
"I want to help with my costume. You were smart and figured it out," she smiled.
"Well… not quite…" Toshiro had a funny look on his face.
"Even though you haven't seen her, you could watch the cartoon with me, right?"
"No. I don't watch that kind of stuff. Hell, I don't watch television, or movies, unless I'm dragged into it," Toshiro glared at her.
"Well, then, you can still help me make my costume, can't you?" came the smile.
"Doesn't making costumes involve sewing?" Toshiro narrowed his teal eyes.
"So?" This time came a giggle.
"Yachiru-chan," the small taicho's voice became dangerously filled with ire. "Exactly what do you think me level… of sewing… is?"
"Aniki is good at everything!" Yachiru suddenly flung her arms into the air, causing her to fall of the desk and onto the floor, where he couldn't see her.
"The most I can do sewing wise is patch up my uniform in an emergency…," he muttered, standing up to try to see her over the desk.
"But Peaches says your actually better than her at drawing," came her voice from his side of the desk, and a drawer opening. "You can't go digging through people's things like that!"
"But I liked the pictures… the one of Big Boobie and Foxie, of Peachy and Sour Pickle, Gramps sleeping, Doggy Face with puppies and kittens…" Yachiru suddenly found his face next to hers, dangerously close, as he kept her from opening the drawer.
"You can't tell anyone!" he hissed.
"But… they're nice…" Yachiru frowned.
"If I help you, but not in the way you want me too, will you please not tell anyone?"
"Yachiru frowned at this, then nodded her head. "Sure."
Suddenly, a camera flashed, causing them to turn towards the door, wide eyed, only to have another flash come. "How cute taicho! You actually caught her in that drawer!"
"Matsumoto!"
CLUE FOUR: Uryu is a mysterious English tea.
