Sorry I took a while to Update, I've been a bit busy. But here's the next Chapter I hope you Enjoy, and Finally rate… ^^ Anyways, I don't own Bleach nor It's characters or places, just my own. Enjoy and thanks for reading.
Knocking on Yang's door Leafy almost hops in excitement as she's dressed in her new uniform, and her 'accessory' matches her new attire. Adding yet another thing to her outfit, a magnificently crafted bow rests at the small of her back, composed of the light green sash. Seeing Yang open the door, she turns slowly, giving Yang the entire demonstration of her handy-work.
Yang steps out, giving her an appraising smile, "Only you would think of doing this to a Soul Reapers outfit, and actually pull it off." he chuckles.
Leafy beams, "If you want I'll customize yours too. A little red here and there wouldn't hurt."
Yang smirks, "We'll see Leaf, now lets go. We shouldn't be late."
Nodding Leafy follows after Yang, falling naturally into step with him; as they do so she gently pets her 'accessory' which is an 1' 7" snake. It was previously her fedora hat, but since that wouldn't go well with her new wardrobe, she had to remake it. And with Yang's suggestion, she formed it into a snake. Gazing at it for a second she gasps excitedly, "Ryoki… Yang he wants to be named Ryoki!" she says enthusiastically cuddling the snake to her cheek.
Yang raises a dark brow, though amused by the news, "This one spoke early didn't he?"
"Yup, but I think its because of the high concentration of spiritual pressure here." she says with an almost skip to her step.
Yang smiles softly, "I see your giddiness hasn't wore off yet, how much of your reserves did you tap?"
Leafy takes a pensive look to her face, before shrugging, "All I can say is that it wasn't half way, but if I had to guess I'd say umm… about 34 at the most."
Yang's eyebrow rises again, "Knowing your good with numbers Leaf, you probably guessed right. Still though, we caught you near the beginning, if I'd been held back…" he frowns.
Leafy pauses, twirling and facing Yang a serious, yet calm air claims her as she gazes up into Yang's eyes. "Don't worry about it Yang, the Seireitei would've recovered, things would be rebuilt, and we'd probably be sent packing. But things would've been ok." Leafy smiles apologetically, placing her right palm upon his right cheek. "One thing I've learned though, is that things will always work out for the best when you're with me Yang, even if I mess up; like today, and those other times, you're there to make them right. And to cheer me up when things get tough. So things will always be alright, even here, this place can't be an exception. I wont let it be. So don't worry about it ok? Things will work out as long as we're together, 'member?" she says giving him an encouraging smile.
Yang's eyes soften as he embraces Leafy in a hug, "Promise?" he asks, though he knows better than Leafy to trust the power that was long ago sealed.
Leafy smiles widely nodding. "I give you my word. Now c'mon, as you said we're gonna be late." she says happily grasping Yang's wrist and pulling him towards the building they were told to meet the rest of the Squad in.
Reaching what they think is Squad Eleven's mess hall, or lounge, to give it a fancy name; Leafy frowns upon seeing it with all the lights off. For they're not that late for it to have ended.
Instinct causes her to immediately suspect something, glancing at Yang, who's also prepared for whatever may be at the other side of the door… or at least they were prepared for almost everything…
Taking the lead, Leafy turns the knob swinging the door open. Making an entrance for Yang, whom she immediately follows after he strides in.
Lights and dozens of horrid cries of many men flood the room then, as bodies fling themselves towards them.
With the adrenaline kicking in as soon as the knob was turned and the attack; Leafy and Yang don't manage to hear the message in the yells.
And they responded with the natural action they would've in an ambush; defend and return the attack. Standing back-to-back with each other, they only see the figures that are advancing on them. Their moves are graceful as they dodge the needed figures, yet have the time to kick, punch, shove, elbow, knee, and occasionally knock-out the ones that got to dangerously close.
The attack went on no longer than a minute, when the sudden laugh that erupted in the Head Captains quarters bursts out again, the bodies freeze, the ambush suddenly coming to a halt. Every head snaps up to where Captain Zaraki is perched in his chair, with his little Lieutenant sitting by his side, watching with clear amusement.
Gazing up, Leafy frowns, confused by the entire situation.
Kenpachi laughs for a while longer before stopping, a wide ferocious grin set, as if permanent on his features; as he stands, "That's what I like to see in a pair of newcomers. To always be alert and ready for battle. But now's not the time for sparring you two, it's the welcoming of two excellent warriors into our ranks. Everyone, this is your new 4th seated officer, Yang Akabane, and his second hand…" he pauses thinking of just the right word, "lady, Leafy Midao."
Just then a stirring has Leafy turning from Kenpachi to her hand. Where a huge man's face is pressed against, for she managed to stop his advancement on them through simply taking a hold on his face, initially wanting to push him back, but Kenpachi's outburst froze the entire scene.
"Y-you can't be saying that a girl is joining our ranks!" the large, muscularly built man under Leafy's palm spits out, causing Leafy to immediately retreat her hand, that now reeked with the stench of his Sake breath.
Captain Zaraki turns his head to the man, "I have just stated that haven't I?"
Leafy frowns slightly her azure speckled gaze on the drunken man.
He though keeps talking, "I don't mean to displease you Captain Zaraki, but she's a girl."
Having heard enough Leafy raises her chin in the man's direction interrupting Captain Zaraki before he could silence the man. An unusual smirk on her oddly tinted lips, "Are you suggesting I'm not good enough?"
The man smiles, as a drunkard does, lazily, confident, "All I'm saying is that this is an all male squad, not including Lieutenant Kusajishi, and that this you can't possibly be on the same level as us."
Leafy's smirk only widens as her anger peaks, "Is that so… hmm then you care to explain how in the world I managed to be placed in a higher position than you?"
The mans composure wavers, though he smirks after a thought, "Kenpachi added you to our ranks, but nowhere in the history of the 13 Court Guard Squads has there been a seat such as yours, that seat is nonexistent, making you, not even a ranked member of the Squad."
Yang, reaching his limit on how much more he's going to let the man say to Leafy, meets the drunken eyes of the man, taking a step forward; only to get held back by two pairs of hands. With a familiar voice at his ear, "Let her uphold her own honor, don't disgrace her in front of the entire Squad, especially on her first challenge, this is exactly why Captain Kenpachi hasn't interfered." Ikkaku muttered.
Reluctantly Yang sighs, glaring in the man's direction. As Leafy giggles almost inaudibly. "So what your trying to tell me, is that your tiny brain can't grasp the concept that a girl can be on the same level as a guy… well then, are you willing to put your Zanpakutou where your mouth is?" she says with a wide smirk, "and to 'even' things out" she smirks further, her eyes on Ryoki, nodding for there is no need for words with him; he understands her perfectly, her thoughts serving as better words. Slithering slightly as his frame stretches beyond what one might think would be impossible for its tiny frame; he aims and strikes at a near set up table, coiling himself around a bottle of Sake, immediately returning to Leafy, and placing it on her awaiting palm.
Upon receiving the bottle she pulls the cork off it easily, tipping it against her lips in the same movement, taking deep gulps of the intoxicating drink. The liquid gone in a matter of seconds, her eyes instantly glazing over with the Sake's influence. A hiccup escapes her lips as she smiles widely, "Lets go. Pick the place and we'll begin."
The murmurs that have been increasing in volume in the background reach their climax as Leafy challenges the man, who is apparently the next seated officer after Yumichika.
Not hearing an order against it, the man nods quite soberly, though looking closely, one can see he is almost as intoxicated as Leafy appears, if not more. "We'll fight in the 11th divisions fighting arena. Follow me."
And with that he turns, leading Leafy and everyone else to their destination. Falling into step with Yang, Leafy smiles lopsidedly, "Don't look at me like that, I know you don't approve, but you saw what happened."
Yang glances to her, "You sure about this Leaf?"
She nods excitedly, "I gotta prove I'm not a helpless little girl to the Squad, and that guy got on my nerves, as well as yours, and no one but me is allowed to do that." she giggles.
Yang gives her his cryptic smile, "You know you don't get on my nerves Leafy, and I trust you, do your best out there, but don't push it all right." he said giving her his blessing.
"Thanks Yang." Leafy says happily giving him an one armed hug.
