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7. The Messenger
Yachiru's travels out of her division were, each day, more frequent. Her subordinates had already accustomed of her going outs every day, however Yumichika in particular noticed that every time she went out the whole day she came out of the captain's office, her face more sparkly than ever, and she returned in the evening stumbling back into her tutor's office smelling like herbs tea and strong medical plants. He didn't even had the need to press his ear against the wooden door: the Captain's voice was so deep and strong and the lieutenant's so acute and loud that by just passing in front of the door the conversation was almost as clear as being inside.
"You're late, Yachiru" he heard the Captain's voice so serene he didn't buy the idea that the lieutenant was wasting time in some other place unintentionally.
"I'm sorry, Ken-chan," the lieutenant said, still exited, "Lady Uno showed me a lot of stuff today and I wasn't paying attention about anything else-"
"Never mind that, runt," he interrupts, "What about what I told you?"
"Oh! Yes! Well she waited a lot to answer…" suddenly a pause silent the conversation and Yumichika thought it was over when he heard his Captain, "…Well, runt? Spit it out! Did she say anything?"
The lieutenant whimpered, "She said no."
Yumichika heard silence once more before a growl coming from his Captain, "That little…! Agh! I've should've expected none less!"
"Buuut she did ask about you today, Ken-chan!"
"…She did?" the Captain voice was starting to have interest on the girl's words once again, "She did, didn't she?"
"What're you doing Yumichika?"
The Fifth seat gasped and jumped on his feet and turned to see his incomer that spotted him from the bottom of the corridor, "Are you trying to suicide or something ears dropping the Captain like that? Are you insane?"
"Chsssttt! Quite down or he'll find out!" Yumichika whispered pushing him back from the office's door, "Don't scream like that!"
"What's wrong with you-?"
At that same instant a door sliced in a BAM, and a huge dark frame ran by them. Both officers fix their shocking faces at the person who, by he's speed, lifted Yumichika's hair by a side. Urgently he brushed his hair with he's fingers, and Ikkaku noticed a Hellbutterfly floating away from the office.
. . .
The Captain's Meeting was annoyingly long. The Old Man Yama talked about continuous incidents happening to the people from the Rukongai District eighty were they were found dead in their homes, apparently poisoned by something lethal but unknown. Some Soul Reapers were poisoned as well and lasted enough for the Fourth Squad officers to take them back to their headquarters' Hospital, but died shortly.
Indeed it quite alarmed Kenpachi, however not as much as the peculiar presence of Unohana, whose eyes were sealed and hands together down. The same position as she always takes place at those kinds of meetings. But something else was different of her frame. Something he never experiment before. That uneasy feeling of something burning in his chests that make his feet leaving him, threatening him to fall on the strong ground. But he kept his figure, tall, and unspoiled. Each and every one of the Captains in the room wasn't aware of the storm happening on Zaraki's mind.
The Old Man dismissed the Captains. Kenpachi left his post by turning on his heels to the exit…
"Evening, Captain Zaraki." He froze in place. That voice…was so low, harmless, fragile and serene it could only meant one person. The one person he was trying to walk away that same instant. He turned his head over his shoulder.
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