A Request for Transfer
"No…" Zaraki told the red haired midget that he refused to sign the damned transfer sheet. "B but… Taichou…" Kenshin blinked. It's been three months since this young man was sent to his squad. He knocked out almost every single one of the foolish unseated shinigami from this squad who dared challenged him without so-much as removing his sword from its worn out sheath. He also managed to beat the almost all of the seated officers in the squad without even releasing his zanpaktou. 'But he still fucking refuses to fight…' Zaraki thought to himself in frustration. Just then, everyone in the squad felt a familiar lieutenant level reiatsu.
"Kuchiki…" Ikakku grinned and proceeded to jump out of the window. Zaraki knew that the younger Kuchiki would flare out her reiatsu just as soon as she steps foot inside the halls of the 11th Squad to save time. Ikakku jumped out of the window of the captain's office in excitement, while Yumichika ranted on about the beauty of battle. Zaraki went back to his paperworks (Yumichika does the majority but he still has to sign them and keep up to the bare minimum of the paper requirements, seeing that his position as captain enables him to have the opportunity to be sought after by powerful opponents or at least try to goad his fellow captains into a fight). He ignored Kenshin who stood looking at the ground. "Get back here Kuchiki!" Ikakku shouted as a girl shunpoed into Zaraki's office. She smiled at the occupants of the room before handing the paper to the captain who was obviously trying to tackle his work mindlessly in an effort to get them in before the deadline. "I need your signatures on these papers Zaraki Taichou." The small girl said as she practically shoved the file in front of Zaraki's nose. "You owe me that spar, Kuchiki!" Ikakku's voice got louder. He burst through the door and released his zanpaktou and poised to struck before being stopped by a suddenly fierce and golden eyed red haired shinigami whose zanpaktou was also released.