Grin and Bear it: Chap4- MAD DUCK
Note: Only own OCS and Plot.
"Grinnnnnnie!" A pink haired Yachiru peeked into the 10ths office and found, as she expected, Grin.
"Ah, Yachiru." Matsumoto looked up from her desk and smiled "Good morning."
"Morning." Yachiru greeted back while attempting to drag her grey haired friend across the floor from the book he had been reading. "Grinnnie's coming to play and will be back later K?"
"Just be back before dark." Matsumoto replied
"Sure mom." Grin replied, finally fighting Yachiru back long enough to stand up.
Matsumoto smiled as she watched them go.
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Finally out of breath from playing. The two took a break, both taking turns to see who could come up with the most cringe-worthy order for who-ever dared to pass them.
Despite being years younger than her, Yachiru really enjoyed hanging out with Grin. He was the closest to her age and had a pretty spunky edge of his own. He was the perfect sidekick to anything she wanted to do and even had some ideas that made her skin crawl.
Seriously….eat vegetables? Why?
She fell back, lying on his stomach. She knew it hurt, cause she had done it with as much force as possible.
But he hadn't said anything.
He never did.
She ground her head into his stomach for good measure.
"What's up?" She asked finaly, noting the lack of response.
"Tired I guess." He smiled, the corners of his mouth lifting lazily.
It was so much like Gins it was eerie. She could still remember back enough to compare.
Grin opened those snakelike slits of his, revealing sky blue eyes.
Friendly looking eyes.
She remembered him getting mad once. Angry when she had been hurt accidentally. They hadn't looked so friendly then but…
She smiled in her I-just-had-the-best-plan-ever-smile
"I know! You should be a shinigami!"
"Me?" He laughed. "Then I'd end up with your weirdo division. Fine I'm in."
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"No." Matsumoto replied frankly.
"But mom you're a Shinigami." He pointed out. Amazing how much older and more wiser he seemed then his little six year old self sometimes. It must be Hitsugaya's influence.
"That's not the point. You're not training to be a shinigami. Now go to your room." She ordered.
A shinigami. Then what. A Captain. Like Gin? Then…Then he'll leave you again, a voice whispered sorrowfully.
Hitsugaya frowned.
It was hard not to pay attention when the fight was happening in your office.
"Matsumoto." He began
"Captain, the papers will be done soon, I…" she trailed off
"That's fine. But are you being fair to Grin." He asked
"Of course I am. He has everything he needs. To join the Shinigami. That's stupid. He's never shown any spirit power."
"He's shown plenty. And with his parental history he can get in easily. I could do the recommendation myself."
"My son is not lazy. He gets what he's worked for." She snapped angrily.
"Then let him. Let the academy test him and see if he has any ability worth training since you don't believe it's there. Or is it that you just don't want him to go." He frowned
"What I want is my business."
"That may be, but you are a mother. You should also consider his happiness before your own." He pointed out
"But….what if….he…."
"Turns out like Gin?" Hitsugaya finished
She nodded
"Then you won't be the only one in despair. However he needs the chance to prove himself. You can't keep him chained to you in fear of something that might not even happen. All that will happen is he'll grow to resent you."
Matsumoto sighed "Very well. I'll speak to the academy tomorrow."
TBC