Author's Notes: I don't own BLEACH. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed which always drives me to write. I'm sorry it took so long. This chapter is quite long. Constructive criticisms are always welcomed.
Chapter 4: End of the Week with 8th & 11th - Nanao and Yachiru really face off
"Oooohhh!" Exclaimed Nanao as she sunk further in the 8th division hot spring.
At this moment, Nanao was really glad that it was her turn in the spring. Her lower back was killing her. She exhaled and breathed in the warm fumes and the scent of lavender oil she had added to the spring. During this entire week with 11th division, the time in the hot spring was divided up in hour increments. The lower seats, who unfortunately got hurt the most during this week, got to go in first, followed by the middle, etc. all the way to Nanao, who had the spring all to herself from 11 pm to midnight. Her taicho insisted he go last and that he would stay there till morning.
Nanao was extremely exhausted from this entire week. She had managed to at least complete all the paperwork so she wouldn't have to worry about them over the next few days, which was good because the hell butterfly arrived at 6 pm informing them that 3 days hence the 8th division would be visiting the secret military police headquarters, i.e. 2nd division.
Nanao groaned. 2nd division was well known to be extremely good at hakuda (hand to hand), and excelled at houhou (movement). This meant they could hit you in the head, before you even realized it and be out of your range and drinking tea if they wanted. 'Never mind about 2nd right now.' Nanao thought. She needed to recap the week in order to feel at peace.
At least her division didn't do too horribly. Out of 300 fights, they won 135. Her tallied scored against Ikkaku, because he insisted to spar with her, was 15 to 11, in her favor. Although, he argued that when she didn't use any kidou on him, he got 9 to her 4.
Nanao grimaced in pain as she shifted her legs and tried to straighten out her back. She was going to get a huge bruise on her rump and she remembered exactly how she got that one…Yachiru.
Earlier in the day at around 5:30 pm, Kenpachi was prowling the perimeters of the 8th division training grounds. He was annoyed to say the least. His fights with Kyouraku were no fun. When Kyouraku decided he didn't want to be hit, Kenpachi couldn't hit him at all. Both captains agreed, although Kenpachi begrudgingly, that their fights weren't really going anywhere so they might as well pay attention to their division.
"Hey Yachiru!!! Stop slobbering on Ikkaku's head and finish today off by really fighting Ise Nanao!" Kenpachi yelled over to his pink haired fukutaicho who at the moment was having way too much fun annoying "cue-ball."
"Ahh, Ken-chan!" Yachiru whined as she leapt off of Ikkaku's head and landed onto Kenpachi's shoulder. "Do I have to?"
"Yes, or else…" Kenpachi then whispered in her ear so no one else could hear "Or else I'm never gonna read to you again."
"Ah!!" Yachiru gasped. "No fair Ken-Chan!!!" Kenpachi was giving her his best "father knows best look," which looked scary nonetheless. "Fine!" Yachiru bit out and pouted.
"Nanao Nanao Nanao Nanao!!!!" Yachiru yelled out and leapt to find Nanao.
Nanao was currently observing some of her troops fight and was taking notes on their skills when she heard a loud voice screaming her name.
"Yes, Kusajika Fukutaicho?" Nanao asked as she deftly shut her book and looked at the diminutive fukutaicho.
Yachiru replied as fast as possible. "Ken-chan says we have to spar now and you have to call me by my first name!"
"Oh really?" Nanao asked with her signature one eyebrow raised look.
"Yep." Yachiru said.
Nanao exhaled. She looked over to where her taicho was sitting. He was sitting cross legged, drinking sake, and looked like he was inebriated because he was swaying and mouthing something.
"Very well, shall we establish some rules then?" Nanao asked Yachiru who was skipping to her very own beat.
"Ummm… " Yachiru pondered. Her face scrunched up like she was in deep contemplation. Then her eyes lit up and she smiled.
"Ah, I know!!! We have to start off like the guys!" Yachiru exclaimed.
"Excuse me? I don't know what you mean, Yachiru." Nanao looked puzzled.
"Yah know. When like the guys who have lots of reiatsu fight, they stand apart from each other and stare at each other menacingly. Then, one guy lets out his reiatsu, causing lower shinigami to wince in pain from the pressure. Then, the other guy is like, oh yeah? And then he lets out his reiatsu, which then the combined expelling of reiatsu causes buildings to quake and people to faint. You just let it out, and I will let it out, or I go first, then you, then back to me, then you. You know what I'm talking about right?" Yachiru had said all of that in one breath, looking expectantly at Nanao, who didn't know how to quite take that. Nanao was always good about hiding her reiatsu. She never "let it out."
"Uh, Yachiru, is that really necessary? What is the point of doing that? I always chalked it up to a testosterone contest." Nanao said, hoping Yachiru would rescind her request.
"Ah, but Nanao, I've always wanted to do it cuz all the guys in my division do it all the time, but there was this one time that I did, and Ken-chan said I couldn't do it again unless I got permission." Yachiru pleaded. "Besides, I need to practice with my little Dem-chan."
'Oh crap!' Nanao thought. "Dem-chan" was Yachiru's manifestation of her reiatsu. She used it often to scare off messengers or people in general when she didn't want to be disturbed. Nanao had fought "Dem-chan" once during a WSA training session, and she didn't want to again. That was when Unohana had to step in because Nanao had lost control of her power and was about to pummel Yachiru into a bloody pulp. She never wanted to loose control again.
Nanao whispered softly to Yachiru, "But Yachiru, I don't want what happened before."
"But Nanao, I trust you." Yachiru said as she looked in Nanao's eyes. 'I trust you.'
Nanao felt Yachiru's trust, but she had a nagging sensation that she really didn't trust herself.
"Hurry up you two! We haven't got all friggin' day!" Kenpachi barked out.
"Okay, were going to start!" Yachiru yelled happily and smiled as she flash stepped 20 feet away from Nanao. "If I get to use Dem-chan, you can use your zanpakutos!"
Both divisions began whispering. "Nanao has a zanpakuto?!" One exclaimed. A female voice was heard saying, "No, Yachiru said zanpukutos, plural." "No way! She's never used them." Another said. A very loud discussion began to happen.
"I really like yours, they remind me of those light saber thingies we saw in that Real world movie, Wars of Stars." Yachiru said.
Nanao gave Yachiru a small smile. The WSA had spent a retreat in the Real world a while back ago. She had remembered that day when Matsumoto exclaimed they all had to watch a trilogy of futuristic movies, but not ones made most recent or something like that. "Well, Yachiru, why don't you start?" Nanao said in a resigned voice.
"Oh, okay!" Yachiru said cheerily. "Here I go!" At that moment, Yachiru released her hold on her reiatsu. The shinigami who had stayed at the perimeter of the training ground stumbled and fell to their knees. Many groans were heard followed by gasps of horror as Dem-chan appeared above Yachiru. It first manifested as a huge outburst of reiatsu, then began to "solidify". You could still see through it, but now, you could see it was at least 15 feet in height, with long muscular arms. It didn't have any legs, like a genie. Its hands had a width of at least feet, with deadly looking claws. A glow of pink erupted from its eye sockets, and it roared a blood curdling roar. Its gaping maw showed off its many long and sharp fangs.
Yachiru was beaming and realized Nanao hadn't done anything yet. Yachiru whispered insistently to Nanao. "Now, it's your turn Nanao! You have to go "grrr" too."
Nanao adjusted her glasses and put her book down. "Very well then." She then replied in a dead panned voice "gr."
"That's not convincing Nanao!" Yachiru yelled as her Dem-chan screeched out.
Nanao took a deep breath. You have to let go, she mentally chided herself, and then she did.
What erupted from Nanao first look like an atomic bomb, but when it spread out, the ground smashed around her in a 50 foot radius. The poor 8th and 11th who weren't smart enough to step farther away from the training grounds were flattened onto their backs.
Kenpachi was smiling in approval. 'Heh, this is going to be a good fight.'
Shunsui who was inebriated quickly sobered up. "Uh ladies, do you mind? My sake bottles aren't going to survive much longer under this pressure."
Nanao immediately masked her reiatsu at her taicho's request.
"Ahh!!! But I didn't get to respond to her reiatsu yet!" Yachiru pouted, and so did Dem-chan, but how a demon manifestation pouts, is anyone's guess.
"Kyouraku, you're being a pansy. Let the ladies show off what they got." Kenpachi said.
"Ah, but my dear Kenpachi, the amount of reiatsu they are spilling out is doing quite some damage to our buildings, my sake bottles, and members of both of our divisions. Did I mention my sake bottles?" Shunsui said, still drinking his sake.
Kenpachi looked around at his members and the buildings. "Oi! Yachiru, turn it down a notch."
"Booh!" Yachiru pouted and gave him the jutted lower lip. Dem-chan followed suit, but then began screaming as Yachiru refocused her reiatsu into Dem-chan. Dem-chan then grew in size to at least 20 feet in height.
"Let the heavens open up and fill me with knowledge, unfurl Azakumi." Nanao said. From each of her hands appeared a zanpakuto, long, thin, pointed at the end, with a very small guard. They glowed a very pretty violet, like her eyes. She got into a ready stance with one saber farther in front than the other.
"Oooh!" many of the women exclaimed. "Che, they don't even have blades." A male voice was heard. "Are you an idiot? They are completely made of Ise Fukutaicho's reiatsu. They will cut as good or better than any other steel zanpakuto." Said another voice.
Shunsui smiled and gleefully thought. 'Ah, she chose to manifest them as dual zanpakuto this time. She likes me, she likes me!' He was mentally doing a dance.
Yamamoto appeared next to Shunsui and sat down next to him. He didn't say a word. He just stared at the sight before him, a very large demon versus Ise Nanao.
Shunsui quirked an eyebrow at his presence, but thought nothing of it. He handed his former teacher a bottle of sake, and to his surprise, Old Yamajii took it and began to drink.
Nanao waited for Yachiru to make the first move. She saw Yachiru raise her arm, and as she raised her arm, Dem-chan followed suit.
Nanao knew that Dem-chan followed the physical actions of Yachiru. Nanao shuddered at the day that Yachiru would no longer have to physically perform the action to get Dem-chan to fight. One was bad, but Dem-chan plus Yachiru at the same time was a very scary thought.
She was broken out of her thoughts as Dem-chan's right arm careened toward her with claws pointed at her. Nanao leapt out of the way, but was caught in mid air by the other arm. She was immediately slammed to the ground, back first.
"Ow." Nanao winced in pain, but only had a moment to think about the pain when the arms came towards her again.
She focused her reiatsu into her blades, making them glow more fierce. As she dodged one arm, she sliced the other with her right saber, and kept the left saber near her for defense. She cut into Dem-chan, and saw Yachiru wince a little.
Yachiru and Nanao 'played' for a few more minutes. Yachiru would attack, Nanao would block or parry and then counter. If you could watch the movements carefully, it was a very beautiful, but deadly dance.
As Nanao somersaulted out of harms way, she brought her dual blades together in front of her, causing them to fuse together. "Hadou 63: Raikouhou - Lighting Tiger Canon!" She yelled out as she pointed her blade at first to the demon's head, but then decided to point at Yachiru directly. Normally, with this spell, kidou is concentrated in the hands and then let out in a huge blast. However, since her blades were already technically a concentrated form of her reiatsu held together with a large amount of kidou, Nanao was able to modify the spell to her advantage.
From Yachiru's perspective, looking up, she saw the blast coming down, but assumed that Nanao was aiming for Dem-chan. Yachiru made a quick motion to swipe at Nanao, who was currently in mid-air. The moment Dem-chan extended its left arm for a savage mid-section slice, Nanao's blast went through Dem-chan and hit Yachiru squarely in her little chest. Yachiru was slammed into the ground and her tiny body shook from the electrical currents.
Nanao saw the large claws extend towards her and she barely had enough time to bring back her zanpakuto in defense. She was already off balance by being in mid-air. Her block of Dem-chan's arm was sufficient enough to prevent damage, but the force of the strike sent Nanao careening to the ground in a sickening thud.
Both women were breathing hard but managed to get up from the ground.
"Go Yachiru!!! Kick her ass!" Yelled a 11th division member.
"Come on Ise Fukutaicho, turn her into a pile of goo!" A 8th division member yelled.
Both divisions were chanting for their respective fukutaichos.
Nanao gracefully rolled her shoulders back and got into a ready stance. Yachiru was still shaking, but you couldn't tell if she was still shaking from the blast or because at this moment she was also laughing, hard. "That was so cool! It was like the time I got to play with the electric eel, but this time all over!"
Yamamoto taicho was standing but resting on his walking stick. He looked over to Kyouraku and spoke. "So, Shunsui, do you think your fukutaicho will win or Yachiru?"
Shunsui was busily drinking and was caught off guard. "Hmmmm, what did you say Yamajii?"
Yamamoto glared at Kyouraku. "I asked if you thought your fukutaicho will win or not."
Shunsui was peeing down his sake bottle looking very sad. "Oh, Yamajii, you want me to stop the fight? Ah very well then. I don't like fighting and I would hate to see my lovely Nanao-chan get hurt."
"That's not what I said!" Yamamoto yelled out, but it was too late.
Shunsui had ambled over to the arena and blurted. "Lovely Nanao-chan, would you please wrap this up, I just ran out of sake and Yamajii says he wants more."
"I DID NOT SAY THAT!" Yamamoto roared.
Nanao turned and glared at him, but nodded. "Very well, Kyouraku taicho." She then turned her focus back to Yachiru who had stopped giggling and was trying very hard to look serious. "Would you like to finish this, Yachiru?"
Yachiru saw Nanao's face and grinned. "Yep! Give me all you got!"
"You do the same." Nanao replied. The two women exploded with power causing even Shunsui to stumble back.
Yachiru's manifestation grew to 30 feet in height. Its roar caused everyone who wasn't prepared to cover their ears.
Nanao's face showed only determination. Her dual zanpakuto had changed in shape and size from long and thin, to small daggers. Her eyes blazed for a moment and then a large black box appeared from the sky.
The box came crashing down on both of the women and Dem-chan.
Yamamoto looked at the black box. 'Hmmm… looks like black coffin technique. But it doesn't feel right.'
Members of both divisions began murmuring. "Aizen was the only one who knew that kidou spell." "Aizen is here!"
"Would everyone please calm down hic" Kyouraku Shunsui garbled out. "Does it hic feel like hic Aizen is here?" Kyouraku sat down next to the arena and began counting the clouds in the sky.
"Isn't it suppose to damage everything inside?" Another person asked. "I don't think this is the same black coffin." Replied another.
"What the hell are they doing in there?" Kenpachi bellowed out.
The time that passed felt like minutes, but was only less than half a minute when the black box dissipated.
The sounds of exhaled breaths were heard. But replaced with yells of anger from 11th division as they saw Ise fukutaicho thrust her dagger like zanpakuto into Yachiru's temple.
As the black box was dissipating, Nanao and Yachiru were engaged in a fierce zanpakuto fight. Nanao had the advantage of being taller and having two zanpakutos, but Yachiru was fast and agile.
Strike, parry, dodge, slash, block. Yachiru was flashing all around Nanao. Nanao was blocking Yachiru's blade strikes from the back, side, front. Finally, Nanao saw a small opening. She released her concentration of her right zanpakuto and used her free right hand to grab Yachiru's right arm as she was about to flash away again. Nanao brought up her left zanpakuto and slammed it into Yachiru's temple.
The zanpakuto entered Yachiru's temple and the once energetic fukutaicho closed her eyes and fell into Nanao's arms. Nanao held Yachiru to her chest like a parent holding their small child. Nanao fell to her knees and patted Yachiru on the back.
Zaraki Kenpachi was a man forged from blood and battles. He understood and appreciated more than anyone about the trials and tribulations of war and fights. If it was he who had lost in that battle, or any of his men, he would have no problem. But it was his Yachiru he saw taken down, and she was not taken down in a bloody fierce battle. Yes, the battle seemed fierce, but kidou was used. Zaraki Kenpachi rose and strode forcefully towards Nanao, who was trying to catch her breath and hold on to Yachiru.
Shunsui, who appeared like he was not paying attention, was immediately in front of Kenpachi. "Zaraki!" he said in his sing-song voice. "Why don't you and I retire to the 8th division storeroom to find some of my secret sake stash." He whispered. "Even my ever observant Nanao-chan doesn't know about it."
Kenpachi growled at Shunsui. "Get out of my way, Kyouraku."
"Now now, Kenpachi." Shunsui admonished slightly swaying. "Did you not say you wanted to see the ladies show off their stuff?"
"Did you see what your fukutaicho did to my Yachiru?!?!?!?" Kenpachi yelled out. "She fng stuck her sword into my Yachiru's head!"
Shunsui looked over his shoulder to where Nanao was holding onto Yachiru. "Oh she did? Really?" Shunsui asked in his surprised voice. "Well, I'm sure everything is all right. I think it's high time we all shared a drink." Shunsui said grinning.
Kenpachi just glared at Shunsui and then looked at Yamamoto. "You told me to keep in control Yamamoto Taicho, but Ise Fukutaicho failed."
Yamamoto was about to reply when Shunsui stopped his drunken antics and looked Kenpachi in the eye. "Zaraki taicho, I would hope you would take that comment back. That comment would suggest that my fukutaicho was dishonorable." The very rare times that Kyouraku showed his deadly side people became afraid, but Kenpachi was not an easy man to scare.
"You were drunk off your a and didn't fing notice that your fukutaicho lost control and hurt Yachiru." Kenpachi challenged Kyouraku with his words.
"Was I? No. I don't think I was drunk, nor was I not paying attention. If you would care to feel the reiatsu of your Yachiru, you would notice, that Nanao did no harm to her." Shunsui replied calmly, still in between Kenpachi and Nanao.
Nanao was watching as her taicho and Zaraki taicho sparred with words and was quite surprised her taicho was awake enough to reason with Zaraki taicho. She was more amazed at the stern face her taicho was giving. 'I wish he was this serious with finishing the paperwork.'
Both men glared as Yamamoto looked on. Their glare-fest was interrupted with a very loud yawn from Yachiru.
YAWN The pink-haired fukutaicho raised her arms up to stretch which didn't help Nanao trying to hold her up.
"Oh that was better than last time Nanao! You're really improving the dreams!" She exclaimed, beaming at Nanao.
"I'm glad you liked it this time. You told me to add more dead bodies." Nanao replied as she put Yachiru down.
"Oh yeah! And I really liked the added touch of Ken-chan and me disembowling that arrancar." Yachiru said as she skipped towards her taicho and climbed on top of his shoulder.
While Kenpachi was looking back and forth in disbelief between the two fukutaichos, the one on his shoulder asked, "Hey Nanao, you wanna say you won that fight? Then you can give Ken-chan good dreams too."
Nanao paused, looked at her taicho, then looked at Yamamoto taicho. She cleared her throat and replied, "How about we call that a draw? Considering the fact that you were about to cut off my head at that moment."
Yachiru pouted. "Booh!" The pout lasted for all of two seconds. "Oh okay! Well, it's time to go! It's almost six! Everyone in 11th division, get your sorry butts up and go home!" She yelled out the last sentence in her best Kenpachi impersonation.
Groans and sighs of relief were heard from both divisions. Yamamoto turned and left without a word. In his place a hell butterfly came forth and flew towards Nanao who was busily dusting off her trusty book and walking towards her taicho.
"Announcement for 8th division. Tuesday you will all report to 2nd division for the next phase of interdivision training."
A larger groan from 8th division was heard.
Shunsui was busily checking on all of his empty sake bottles for anything else. "Oh, is that all? Well, good job everyone, and would someone please help me find my secret stash of sake? I seem to have misplaced it again." The captain trailed off as he stumbled towards the 8th division office.
Nanao sighed. Kenpachi gave her one last menacing glare before he too, turned and left.
":Hey Nanao! I'll see you next week at the WSA!!! Don't forget to bring snacks!" Yachiru happily hollered back as Kenpachi stomped out of 8th division.
Several of the 8th division members rushed up to Nanao and exclaimed, "Ise Fukutaicho! That was so awesome! What was that black box? Will you teach the division how to do it?"
Nanao smiled. "Well, it is a very top level spell I invented myself, but it will be some time before any of you will get enough power to control it." Her division members gave her a sad look. "But, with more training, in a few months, I will start introducing some of the higher level techniques." She added, hoping to raise their spirits.
"And besides, you all did very well this week. Please get rest and tend to your wounds. I need to finish up the reports. You are all dismissed."
They saluted in return and left Nanao to walk slowly back to her office. 'Ow ow ow!' Nanao thought as she felt the sore muscles of her lower back and rump scream in pain.
When she walked through the office door she was met with a flurry of pink robes who grabbed her inside and shut the door hastily.
"Ah, my lovely Nanao-chan, are you hurt? Is there anything I can do to ease your pain on your flawless backside?" Shunsui said playfully but his gentle brown eyes showed deep concern.
From the sound of his voice, the first thing Nanao wanted to do was to whack him with her book. But the moment she looked into his eyes, she couldn't. "I'm fine Kyouraku-taicho." She carefully eased her weight down her chair and began filling out paper work.
"Oh but Nanao-chan, I was hoping to tend to your wounds and there is no place better to do so than this office while we are ALONE." He punctuated the last word in a very sing-song voice that annoyed Nanao to no end.
"Kyouraku taicho," She said firmly and looked at him "I'm fine, but I won't be fine if you keep on like this. Please, it has been a very long day, or I should say week, and I would really like to get all of this paper work done so that in the next few days I can worry about 2nd division instead." He moved closer to her. "AND" she said emphatically, "if you get this done by today, in the next few days all you will have to worry about are naps and where is your secret stash of sake, and by the way, it isn't that secret."
"Really?!" He exclaimed happily. "You know where it is? It has my best sake!"
Without looking up from the paperwork she replied, "Yes, I do. Now, would you please sign these forms and stay for the next hour or so and then we both can relax." She pointed to a very large pile of paperwork on her desk but continued filling out forms.
"Very well. Just because my wonderful Nanao-chan has promised me sake and her love…" He grinned and grabbed the pile of paperwork.
Nanao wasn't paying attention. She was too absorbed in filling out which division members did well and which ones needed improvement.
Shunsui sighed a small sigh of defeat. Well at least she didn't seem too badly injured.
As time past and he finished his last signing, he glanced at the clock. 11:45 pm? So late already? He normally was hungry by this time, but he had so much to drink that he didn't notice. Nanao was finishing up the last piece and stifled a yawn. She is so cute when she tries to hide her tiredness. Shunsui thought.
'Oh yes! One more piece of paperwork and I get to soak in the hot springs. Thank god!' Nanao thought happily. She quickly filled out the form and tried to stand up immediately from her chair to leave the office. Unfortunately for her, she had forgotten she was a bit bruised, and sitting in a chair for 5 hours did not help.
Shunsui saw that she was about to fall back down to the chair. He was immediately by her side to help her up. "See, my Nanao-chan, you are injured! You can barely get out of this chair." He admonished her as she steadied herself in his arms. He took a deep breath so he could smell that unique scent of his Nanao-chan.
Nanao winced in pain as she was about to fall down, but then she felt her taicho's arms around her. 'You have to get out of this position right now!' Her brain screamed at her. But she felt so comfortable. She quickly got out of her reverie and gently pushed Shunsui aside. "Thank you, Kyouraku taicho. I can take care of myself right now." She re-adjusted her robes a few feet away from him. "You must be hungry, please go eat. I trust you finished all of your paperwork. I am finished with mine and it is now my turn in the hot springs. So, if you will please excuse me." She made motion to go past him, but his hand stopped her.
He looked at her and sighed. "Ah, my lovely Nanao-chan, you don't have to be so stoic.
"Kyouraku-taicho." She looked at him as sternly as she could. "I'm not being stoic. The injuries I have are very minor and will heal by themselves in the next few days. Other members of our division have received worse over this week. Please, sir, go take care of yourself. Sake for breakfast, lunch, and dinner does not constitute as three whole meals." She admonished back, but gently.
He sighed again in defeat. "Very well, but answer this one question before you go, Nanao-chan."
Nanao was already opening the office door and about to leave when she paused and looked over to her taicho. "What is it?"
"What really happened between you and Yachiru when you placed that reiatsu hiding box?" Shunsui asked with small knowing smile on his lips.
Nanao was impressed. He deduced her "black box" quite well. She had modified the black coffin technique with a lower spell that hides a person's reiatsu. She normally used it to hide from her taicho when she wasn't feeling well, and normally the spell encased her in a clear barrier, and not a giant black box. She returned his knowing smile with a rare smile of her own. "We played rock-paper-scissors to see who would win the fight. After two times with a draw, and the third time I won with rock over Yachiru's scissors, we decided that we really wanted a draw. However, she wanted to test my abilities further, so I obliged."
Shunsui laughed, a deep melodious laugh that was very infectious. Nanao was trying hard not to giggle because one, it would be undignified, and two, it would probably cause her to feel the pain in her back more.
"Goodnight Kyouraku taicho, and thank you for staying so late to finish the paperwork." Nanao said and gave a slight bow. She walked out of the office trying hard not to laugh.
11:53 PM Kyouraku Shunsui was hurrying down to the 8th division hot springs.
'If I can get there in time, I can get a glimpse of my lovely Nanao-chan's angelic body.' Shunsui thought gleefully. 'Not that I would glare at her like a pervert!' He corrected himself.
His Nanao would always leave the hot spring at exactly 11:55 pm. She was so impeccable with time. The last time he only saw a glimpse of her in a towel, but that was enough for him to have wonderful erotic dreams about her for days.
He rounded the corner and felt for her reiatsu.
'Strange…' He thought. She should be getting ready to get out of that tub, but her reiatsu seemed so slight and rhythmic. 'Is she in deep thought or asleep?' he wondered. He quickly masked his own reiatsu and peeked into the hot springs. What he saw took his breath away. There she was, still in the hot tub, oblivious to the world around her. She had fallen asleep in the hot spring. Her hair was still up, but her glasses were laid carefully on a rock next to the spring. His breath caught in his throat as he watched her breathe. With each inhale, her chest expanded, and he could see the top swell of her breasts begin to rise from the water, teasing him. As quickly as they began to rise, they fell back down with the soft exhale. He was completely mesmerized. He sat and stared at his Nanao-chan asleep for a good 20 minutes before he realized he had better wake her up.
"Nanao-chan." He said gently across from her. No response. He tried a little louder. "Sweet, sweet lovely Nanao-chan." Still no response. 'Hmmm… should I go around to her end and tap her on her shoulder? Then I would get a lovely top down view and that would be inappropriate.' Shunsui grinned. 'I have a better idea.'
He quickly disrobed and got into the hot spring himself. He sat opposite of Nanao and began humming.
Her small inner voice began to nudge her awake. 'Get up! Kyouraku taicho's turn is coming up and you don't want to be in the hot spring when he does!' Another, quieter, seductive voice replied in her head; 'Would it be so bad?'
The last statement jolted Nanao awake, although she was quite groggy. "Uh…. What time is it?" She asked herself. She could barely see and she was groping for her glasses.
"12:20 in the morning." Shunsui quipped.
Nanao froze in mid-reach for her glasses. Her heart began to race and she swallowed. "Kyouraku taicho, would you please stay where you are, I'll be out in a few seconds."
Shunsui smiled. "No worries my lovely Nanao-chan. I will stay exactly where I am." He outstretched his arms and placed them behind his head.
"Thank you sir." Nanao replied before realizing his voice sounded way too close.
Thanks for reading so far. Next chapter is entitled: "Things aren't always what they seem. 8th vs. 2nd."
And yes, I ended it there.