The Ripple
Main character: Toshiro Hitsugaya
Pairing: Toshiro/MANY or Toshiro/?
Most Frequent Fluff up until now: Ehhhh…
Latest Fluff: Mehhhhh…
Authors Note: It's been so long! I feel so awful for not updating! And after everyone's nice reviews! Last chapter ended off with the Ukitake's wager and Shunsui's bet. Oh and Toshiro with his sexy ice hair tied up in a pony tail. Not spiky like pineapple-head-Renji's hair. :) My birthday is coming up~! August 30th! I'm SO excited! Oh! I went on a birthday shopping spree with my parents at a shop that sells a bunch of anime merchandise! I'm super happy! :) I was like, the only girl in there! Weird, huh?
(P.S: Before I end my endless chatter, my braces (I chose new colours) are blue and orange. 5 brownie points for whoever guesses who they represent! (They are from Bleach!)
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D R A G O N L I L I E S: Toshiro thanks you for praying for him! He went through some pretty rough stuff, and between the time gap in my updating, has had some serious therapy sessions. (At night he screams: NO FRILLS NO FRILLLLLSSSS!!!). Thank you for the beginning of your review, it made me feel so bubbly and happy! :) Ah yes, the cramming of homework! It is some scary stuff…I fear school as it is nearing…*shivers*
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Okibimaru: Yes…I too feel sorry for putting him through that…*sniff* Lol! Ah yes! The NemuxHitsugaya pairing is really cute (I find, anyway) but I wanna give the other girls a chance to warm up to him! :) Just you wait, SoifonxHitsugaya fluff is on the way this chapter! Thanks again!
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Whew that was some copying and pasting job that was…but there are sooo many people! *tears up*. Thank you everybody! :) Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. If I did, I would've had some serious romping fests and multiple love triangles…mmmm…I can see it now! LOL! :) It would be like a soap opera, except, not so stupid and soapy.
So, sorry for rambling! I got really excited! But anyway, down below is the tenth chapter of The Ripple! :)
(EDIT/PREIVEW DOCUMENT EDIT): OMG! EVERYTHING LOOKS SO WEIRD ON HERE! ON MICROSOFT IT LOOKED SO LONG!
You know how you get that 'something's gonna happen' feeling? Well, our handsome little ice prince at the moment sat in one of the single seat chairs in the Ukitake Household living room, tapping his cheek slightly and resting his head in his hand. Across from him was the coughing Ukitake, being tended by Momo who looked as white as a sheet. Kyoraku left twenty or so minutes ago, leaving Nanao in an angry mood and in her room. Toshiro frowned.
"Ukitake…" Toshiro started, catching everyone's attention. "Isn't it strange that he knew all that about us? I mean, what clubs we were in. I get the feeling he's playing a game with us…"
Ukitake gave a light cough and proceeded to shake his head. "Whatever he's playing at, he's dead serious about the bet (his smirk said otherwise but), so I suppose everyone will have to go along with it."
Momo smiled brightly. "Yes! And with the way things are now, I have no doubt we'll win the bet!"
Toshiro smiled as well, confidence restored. 'I mean, what do I have to worry about? Our team is in top shape right now. Not being conceited or anything like that, or cocky or whatever. Our team just can't be beat.' Toshiro thought with a smirk playing its way onto his face. 'Everybody else will be able to do their job too.'.
In the other corner of the room sat Soi Fon and Matsumoto. Soi Fon chimed in with the confident feeling flowing through everyone. "We'll do great, it's not like he can cheat or anything, so were guaranteed victory."
Rangiku grinned. "And I already know what club I'm gonna join!"
Ukitake gave her a questioning look. "Oh? What's that?"
The strawberry blonde shook her head while smiling. "It's a secret!" Toshiro sighed as Rangiku began to laugh and raise her mug of hot chocolate as a 'toast'. Toshiro let his eyes wander to the crest-fallen Rukia and the indifferent looking Nemu.
Rukia quietly spoke, breaking the happy chatter in the house. "I'm not confident about the music festival." She closed her eyes and sighed, "We've never made it into the festival before, what'll make this year different?"
Soi Fon 'tsk'ed. "Doesn't matter if you guys didn't get into the festival during middle school. What matters now is that our sister's marriage is in our hands, and we have to keep it postponed no matter what."
Rukia crossed her arms. "But Soi Fon! He's just going to marry her anyway! Twenty-five, he said! Once she get's out of school and is in college, she won't wait for twenty-five! She'll just go off and marry him without question! Sure, it's nice to get the family blessing, but you don't have to!"
"Oh yeah? Well-!"
"Quiet."
Everyone stopped talking, even Soi Fon who hadn't even begun her retort. Toshiro raised a brow as the girl who silence them crossed her legs and clasped her hands together sighing as she did.
Ukitake worried, "Nemu…"
"There was a reason he chose twenty-five." She looked at her father evenly, "If we were to actually win this bet, Nanao would have to wait until the specified age. But, if it's twenty-five, then she still has two more years of high school left. Not to mention some college."
The ice prince interrupted for a moment. "Where are you leading this, Nemu?"
The purple haired girl gave a small smile to him, before continuing. "Nanao, in that time, is very vulnerable to finding a boyfriend, or a possible soul mate."
Everyone froze. Suddenly Ukitake's eyes had a determined twinkle, causing everyone in the room to cower in to nearest corner possible.
The white haired man gave a confident laugh and stood up, coughing ceasing and hands on his hips. "If that's the case, we'll have to win this bet at all costs. Right, everyone?"
Unfortunately, due to the evil look in Ukitake's eyes, I'm afraid it's too ghastly to even put into words. All I can say is Momo began a cold sweat as much as the rest of the girls, and Toshiro was sure he needed medical attention, pronto. It was unfathomable that that look even crossed Ukitake's face.
--!!&!!--
SCHOOL NEXT DAY, LUNCH, SUPER STAFF ROOM
"Are all my loyal comrades here?" a smooth voice asked, it's sound dancing around the room.
"Yes, Aizen-sama." Voices chimed together, female to male, young to old.
"Good." The brown haired man smiled, taking off his glasses and running his fingers through his hair making a, strangely, fitting cow-lick. One wonders how the tuff of hair stays in its desired position without moving one inch. "Shall we start our meeting?"
"Yes, Aizen-sama." The voice spoke again, prefect harmony.
Instead of morning coffee, Aizen prefers his mornings with a bit of tea and ego boosts.
"Oh but do have some of the tea Gin served you, it's got this amazing after burn which is identical to the coffee that Tosen makes." Aizen smiled finely, pointing to the cup, then to the grinning Gin, and finally to the stoic Tosen. "So Nnoitra, have you worked on the assignment I gave you and Halibel to work on together? The coffee run schedule?"
The scary black haired male adjusted his eye patch and grinned, tongue slightly poking out. "Yes, milord." Nnoitra looked over to the gym teacher, Halibel, lewdly grinning.
Hailbel gave him the mighty finger, complete with a death glare.
Aizen dropped his smiling face. "Now, now; we are all brothers here, are we not?"
Oh. Aizen just had to leave that opening for Nnoitra. 3…2…1: "Last time I checked, Halibel, Cirucci, and Nelliel were all woman."
"Oh, just shut up!" Cirucci scowled, freshly painted purple nails tapping the white table angrily.
Szayel sighed. "Not like that changes anything. Everybody knows you sleep around."
"Oh yeah? Then if you think it's so crude, then what about what happened last night-?!"
"Doesn't count; that was merely for scientific purposes. School, if you may."
"What?! You teach science! Nnoitra the Perv teaches Sex-Ed!"
"Shall I lower your paychecks?" Aizen growled, patience cracking.
Cirucci, Szayel, and Nnoitra could feel themselves overwhelmed by Aizen's power, each breaking out into cold sweats, unable to move. "No, we apologize, Aizen-sama." The three murmured, giving each other glares (well, Nnoitra gave Cirucci a rather crude look).
Shaking his head, Aizen pondered why he even hired half of the staff in his office. Aizen shuffled underneath his chair and pulled out some papers. Skimming through them a bit, he passed them along the table. "These are some comments made by a most important person; made on everyone's teaching this past semester. And by most important person, I mean, our number one priority…"
"The students?" Cirucci questioned, disbelief in her voice.
Aizen shook his head gravely. "Hell no. As if. I mean…the superintendent…"
Gin's grin kind of (or 'kinda', in the words of the silver haired man) went lopsided here. "Oh ya mean…him?"
Aizen nodded once more, "Yes…Superintendent Wonderweiss."
The room went silent.
Cirucci whispered to Stark who was beside her, "Oh him. Last time I saw him wandering the halls in school, he said nothing but 'ah's' and 'wa's'."
Stark sprawled his upper body on the table. "That guy, huh? Saw him hanging onto Vice-Principal Tosen the last time he was here."
Cirucci tapped her nails again, "Yeah, he doesn't like Gin, the secretary…but he doesn't mind Aizen-sama, much."
Stark stifled a yawn. "Why do we even call him 'Aizen-sama'?"
"'Cause we get brownie points which show up as dollar signs on our paychecks." The purple haired woman chided.
Stark nodded his head. "Oh yea…" He snuggled his head into his arms trying to sleep.
Cirucci rolled her eyes and held up her paper, "What the hell?"
Aizen sighed, "Language, Cirucci. What you are holding in your hands is the 'grading' made by Superintendent Wonderweiss."
The room went silent once more.
Aizen took it onto himself to read out everyone's overall standing since everyone was in shock, all thinking 'Superintendent Wonderweiss types?! He can't even speak!'.
Aizen coughed, snapping the staff out of their thoughts (minus Stark, he was half-asleep in those moments). "Aaroniero Arruruerie: The students find you rather strange, and find that you take your drama class much too seriously. Also, considering the fact there is a GIANT FISH BOWL WHICH HAPPENS TO BE YOUR HEAD; the students are pretty much frightened. They even made a face book club called 'Fish Bowl-Sensei', where they trash talk you." Aizen said eyes narrowing. He also picked his laptop off the floor and showed him the said webpage.
Aaroniero 'tsk'ed. "My head is underneath this bowl, you fool. This is merely for my protection. The Japanese Yakuza are rather violent to those who don't pay their debts."
"And the fact that those two little heads in the fish bowl speak?" Aizen leered, patience on a thread.
"First off, it isn't a fish bowl. Second off, it's mechanically operated. My voice is transmitted through the heads, like speakers, getting my words out and about without revealing my identity."
"A design by the pink haired gay?" Cirucci drawled, inspecting her nails and nodded her head across the table to motion at Szayel.
"Yes. With the heads talking in voices far beyond my actual voice, they conceal my identity perfectly. An aspect I very much like, even if it was made by the 'pink haired gay'."
"I bet he made you look like a freak show on purpose. How'd you even get in this staff anyway? Wouldn't the school board be, oh, I don't know, suspicious?"
"Well our friendly neighbourhood gay had a chat with the board, making my attendance to this school acceptable."
"Friendly Neighbourhood Gay? Jeeze, how crude can you get? 'Pink haired' gay is much more appealing!"
Szayel growled, "If you two don't stop now I'll zap you with my-!"
"Paychecks." Aizen gritted out calmly- or as calm as you can get while gritting.
The three went into a respectful silence.
Aizen smiled. "Aaroniero, your greed has caused you to hide yourself in a fish tank helmet. Your fish tank helmet is making my superior, Wonderweiss, hide myself from his wrath. I expect you to make improvements on this."
Aaroniero sighed. "Yes, Aizen-sama."
"Well now, moving on." Aizen said, reading the page before looking at his next victim. "Szayel Aporro Granz, the students thoroughly enjoy your science classes as they are 'unique and fun', but some find your behaviour to be almost criminal. Example: the day you decided to USE HUMAN TEST SUBJECTS FOR A DEADLY TOXICANT."
Szayel rolled his eyes. "Oh c'mon, that was for the sake of our Earth!"
Tosen shook his head, "How is a chemical that can burn away flesh and bone helpful for our Earth? If you ask me…I see no justice in it at all."
"Duh! Of course not! Justice isn't found in everything!" Szayel said, annoyed.
Aizen wanted earplugs. "Cutting to the chase before anymore fights; Szayel, work on your madman ways."
"Yes sir, can do." The pink haired man grinned putting his feet on the table and slumping in his chair, tuning the rest of the meeting out since his part was done.
"Okay then. Nnoitra Jiruga, students have complained that even though your sexual education classes are well developed, they find that your…erm…" Aizen started struggling for words at the explicit details Wonderweiss wrote, the other staff members gaping at the papers as Nnoitra laughed in delight recapping on his escapades. "Your…er--…Your demonstrations on the female students are a bit too detailed. The women think you are a PERVERT BEYOND THE GODS HELP, even if the…demonstrations are…ugh…'excellent'."
Nnoitra grinned in triumphant, and shrugged. "Well gee, Aizen-sama, I'm just trying to teach a class on sexual things, because, y'know, I'm a sex teacher."
"Sex-ed, you mean." Nelliel corrected, twirling some of her green hair in boredom.
"…Uh, sure."
Aizen looked thoroughly disgusted as Nnoitra pulled a note out of his pocket, exclaiming 'oh shiz! Gotta meet that student!' and proceeded to rise, bow to Aizen politely, and run with a condom in hand. The brown haired man shook his head flabbergasted, and began to speak again.
"Nelliel Tu Oderschvank, the students are pleased and have no complaints whatsoever on your Japanese Literature class. Wonderweiss states here, 'Good job'."
Nelliel nodded her head smiling, pleased to be praised and pleased she could space out on the rest of the meeting. 'These meetings are always so tedious…' she thought, giving a sigh before closing her eyes and slumping in her chair.
"Next we have Tia Halibel and Barragan Luisenbarn. Halibel, no complaints from your students about you gym class. In fact, the boys agree that you…should…" Aizen made a disgusted face. "Keep dressing the way you do." He did a little editing on the comment: 'keep dressing with those sexy mid-boob tops'. "Wonderweiss would like you to, ahem, cover up more."
Halibel nodded, and didn't relax like the others did, and continued to listen diligently…with her eyes closed. (Of course…not like she was…sleeping, or anything;-- got that?!)
"Barragan, great job as usual…students don't mind your English class at all. Wonderweiss says to keep up the good work."
Barragan bowed his head politely, then proceeded to sip his tea and continue to listen.
"Zommari Leroux and Yammy Rialgo. Zommari, some students are intimidated by your hugeness. They don't mind your geography classes at all. They do wish you would talk more, though."
Zommari nodded his head, silent.
"Yammy, no complaints from your classes about your history classes. Only one or two complained on some of your word choices, though."
Yammy rolled his eyes, gave a polite bow of his head, and chugged his tea down.
Aizen stifled a yawn, and read out the next names. "Stark and Cirucci. Stark, as the school librarian, the students wish you could be awake so they can take out books and ask questions. Wonderweiss says to work on it or he'll transfer Lilynette into this school."
Stark snored in response.
Aizen fumed. "I'll deal with you later. Cirucci, the biology classes were great according to your students, but your students wish your anger would come down a little."
Cirucci nodded her head, looking at the table, and finally slumping in her chair to nap.
'Incompetent fools.' Aizen thought in his head, cussing in his head as well. "Finally, Ulquiorra Schiffer and Grimmjow Jeagerjaques. Ulquiorra, no complaints with your exam preparation classes or your grammar classes. The other lower ranked staff are greatly indebted to you for getting all the rebellious females into class. Superintendent Wonderweiss says 'keep up the good work'."
Ulquiorra raised a curious eyebrow, a rare show of emotion (which lasted only for .5 seconds. Aizen counted.). "I will do my best, Aizen-sama."
Aizen nodded his head and looked at the frowning Grimmjow. "Some students say that they like your art classes, but wish you could be more nice. Wonderweiss says he wants you to become a teacher who can reach out and help his students."
Grimmjow snorted. "Was the superintendent high when he wrote that?"
"Yes…I too wonder that…" Aizen murmured, before shaking his head. "I expect you, Grimmjow, to work on this. Superintendent Wonderweiss will be coming in two weeks with his friend, Shunsui Kyoraku. I want everyone to improve their flaws."
Grimmjow stood up, slapped his hands down on the table and narrowed his eyes. "You expect me to give a damn on what the superintendent says? I'm gonna teach the way I've always taught! Why are all of us in this room? Because were the top 12 teachers! The classes with the highest student averages! I'm gonna stay the way I am, Aizen-sama!"
Aizen stood up as well, meeting Grimmjow's gaze. "Really?"
"Damn straight!"
--!!&!!--
AFTER THE MEETING, ART ROOM, 1:00pm
"Damn pay check." Grimmjow growled, seating himself in his desk preparing some worksheets for the arriving students. His classroom door opened, students flooding in and chattering. Grimmjow gritted his teeth and raised his voice, "All you lot shut up and take your seats!"
I expect you to work on that, Grimmjow…
Pay check…
PAY CHECK DEDUCTION!!!!!!!!!
Grimmjow could've swore he heard thunder crackle.
The students were laughing happily at Grimmjow's usual morning ranting (the class adored him even if he was hot-headed), when they froze in their actions as Grimmjow spoke in a softer voice, "I mean, please take your seats and please quiet down."
The students began to shout out things like 'WHAT DID YOU DO WITH OUR TEACHER?!' and 'Jeagerjaques, are you on drugs?!'.
One student stood out of his seat, his friends snorting in amusement. "What the hell, Grimmjow? Have you gone all soft on us?"
Grimmjow gave a furious smirk, self-control shattering in an instant. "Watch what you say, berry-top. I can kick you outta my class anytime."
'Berry-top', better known as Ichigo, grinned. "Like I care."
Grimmjow could feel a vein pop. He stood up out of his seat, grabbed a piece of chalk, and flung it at Ichigo, hitting him in the middle of his forehead. "And stay down, ya punk! Next time I'm gonna shove it up you ass…!" Grimmjow stopped looking at the smirking orange haired boy, and looked at the door in prominent fear.
"My, my, Jeagerjaques…is that any way to talk to your student?" a voice asked, opening the door and sauntering in.
Ichigo sat in his seat quickly, guilt clouding over his head. Toshiro (our ice prince who has rarely popped up this chapter) who was sitting beside Ichigo patted his back. "Oh well. Nobody knew Principal Aizen would walk in."
Ichigo let out a sigh. "Yeah, guess you're right 'shiro."
"Shut up. Say my name right or don't say it at all." Toshiro growled.
"Yow!, household pet-names making you even more strict, huh?" Renji grinned, suddenly popping up behind Ichigo.
"Lil'Shiro, Toshiro, Cheeri-o Sh-ri-o; everything and anything. It ticks me off…" The silver haired boy groaned, sinking into his chair depressed.
Before Ichigo could say anything, he had two teachers right in front of him.
"Kurosaki-kun, correct?" Principal Aizen smiled, a gleam in his glasses hid his eyes. "Did Jeagerjaques say anything else impolite to you? To anyone else?"
Ichigo edged away from the principal in his seat. "Er, no. I uh, was bugging him, I guess, so…it…served me right?"
Grimmjow slapped his forehead in despair.
Aizen swiveled to face Grimmjow smiling somewhat evilly. "My, Grimmjow. How well have you whipped your students into submission?"
Renji coughed. "That sounds so wrong."
Grimmjow went a furious red. "You made it sound wrong, Abarai!" Grimmjow whipped around to face Aizen. "I'll make sure it won't happen again."
Aizen nodded his head. "Exactly. Or else…" Aizen whipped out a piece of paper, a check to be more precise. "Your paycheck goes down the drain."
Grimmjow gulped. "Yes, Principal Aizen."
"Excellent. Well, students of Jeagerjaques-sensei, I bid you farewell." Aizen glided out of the classroom graceful, and shut the door silently. Grimmjow waited for two minutes, before proceeding to choke the life out of Ichigo.
"You almost made me lose my paycheck! All my money for board and food, you little punk!"
Ichigo choked him back. "S-shut up! It's not my fault you fail as a teacher!"
Toshiro threw the text books at both of them. "Can we get our class start already, Jeagerjaques?" Toshiro gave the two his trade mark icy stare, making all the girls in the class swoon and squeal. Several camera phones went off. Toshiro groaned and ducked his head into his papers.
Grimmjow cussed under his breath rubbing his head, sending a glare to the ice prince and Ichigo. Sauntering to his desk he held up some sheets. "'k, today we'll be looking at water colours. To start off our class, I've prepared a work sheet I expect you all to fill out. It'll help with a test once we finish researching this media so—."
"AH! JEAGERJAQUES-SENSEI! HELP ME!" a girl's voice screamed, suddenly barging into the classroom.
Grimmjow yelled in surprised along with his students. "What the hell?!"
A brunette girl from one of his other art classes dived under Orihime's desk and started to bawl, "Jeagerjaques-sensei~! Nnoitra-sensei was trying to get me to be the class's example today!!"
Grimmjow felt his eye twitch in anger for two reasons: one of Nnoitra's schemes just interrupted his class; and this girl was half stripped. Not like he cared though; he just thought it was damn indecent.
Nnoitra ran into the classroom and halted, seeing the wide eyes of Grimmjow's class. "Wow. What an attentive class you got here, Grimmjow."
"Oh shut up. Take your damn student out of my classroom. If this happens again I'm not only gonna beat the hell out of ya, I'm gonna report it to Aizen."
Nnoitra narrowed his eyes (or one eye, anyway) and sighed. "Fine, whatever you say, Grimmjow." Nnoitra grabbed the female by her legs and dragged her out while she screamed.
Ichigo and Renji were shell shocked. Orihime was pale as snow. And Toshiro was simply placid but inside his head was a raging storm screaming 'This school is so frustrating! Do I even want to know what's going on in there?'.
Grimmjow 'tsk'ed and looked at his class. "Forgetting about the fact that girl is most likely to be raped in her sex-ed class, Hitsugaya, come and hand out the sheets."
Toshiro stood up and said "Yes, sensei."
Ichigo shivered. "I'm supposed to be in Nnoitra's class in our last semester…"
Renji shivered as well. "Same…"
--!!&!!--
AFTER SCHOOL, SOCCER PRACTICE
Racing towards the goal, the ice prince narrowed his eyes and launched the ball towards the edge of the net, which confused the goalie on why he did that. When the ball was flung over to Ichigo on the other side of the field because of the impact of the kick, nobody noticed as Ichigo scored a goal in the net.
Flabbergasted, the goalie sat down on the benches shaking his head in disbelief.
With a smirk on his handsome features, Toshiro gave a high five to Ichigo and jogged over to the benches where Jane-Marie was passing out water bottles. Grabbing one, he nodded his thanks. Gulping it down, he looked at her and asked, "What are you doing here? Don't you, Soi Fon, and Rukia have soccer practice?"
Jane-Marie shook her head smiling, "Nah, not today. The other field is being used by the cheerleaders."
"…Then that means it's just Momo practicing."
"Yeah. Rukia is in the school though, with the music club. They're preparing for the music festival…" she bit her lip, contemplating whether to say something.
"What is it?" Toshiro asked, raising a brow and tilting his head.
"Well…to tell you the truth I'm worried. The music club in this school is looked down on by other schools and…even in middle school, the current members of the first-year music club never once got into the festival…it's quite a prestigious event, even though it sounds so care-free…"
"Don't say that." Toshiro frowned. "They're going to give it all they've got to get in, so they need people from the sidelines to be supportive. Just like in soccer."
Jane-Marie smiled a little. "Yeah, I guess you're right…" she looked at him with a smirk and an evil gleam in her eye. Toshiro backed away a bit. "You're gonna make somebody a good husband one day."
"Shut up." Toshiro grumbled, sounding unembarrassed. His red face said otherwise.
Jane-Marie giggled, but suddenly gasped as she was hugged from behind.
"Surprise~!" a cheery voice said, giving a tight squeeze around her waist.
"Ah! Senna!"
Senna gave a lopsided grin. "Where's my berry-boy?"
Jane-Marie gave a small laugh. "Berry-boy, huh? Wait 'till he hears that. He's over by the goalies net with Renji…" Jane Marie squinted her eyes to look across the field. "I think he's also with Ikkaku and Yumichika…"
Senna smiled and began to run over, "Thanks Jane-Marie!" she gave a two-fingered salute before running head on.
Toshiro and Jane-Marie counted. "3…2…1…impact."
Just as they said that, across the field, Senna leaped onto Ichigo's back startling him like hell, and showered his cheek with kisses.
Jane-Marie grinned evilly. "I'm going to go get a camera. I want blackmail pictures of his face all red and Senna kissing his cheek."
Toshiro looked at her warily. "Why?"
"Uncle Isshin would absolutely love those photos. He would be so happy, he'd run to his giant poster of Aunt Masaki and scream 'MASAKI, DARLING, LOOK! OUR LITTLE BOY FINALLY HAS A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN HIS LIFE! A COUPLE MORE YEARS AND I'LL BE A GRANDPA TO BEAUTIFUL BOUNCING BABIES!'."
"Wow. You know his dad to a 't'." Toshiro worried, making a face.
Jane-Marie smirked. "Oh yeah, I forgot. You've seen his dad like that…"
Toshiro shook his head as Jane-Marie sprinted to the other end of the field, camera snapping photos every second.
Before getting ready for another soccer round, he felt a tap on his shoulder and he whipped around I surprise. "Momo?"
She smiled. "Hey Snowy!"
Toshiro scowled, but brightened up as she gave him a watermelon flavored lollipop. She giggled as he opened it and shoved it in his move hungrily. "Anyway, I just finished our practice. Are you going home soon?"
Toshiro shook his head, taking the lollipop out of his mouth. "Nah, still got an hour to go."
"Ouch, sounds tiring."
"Yeah, but it'll be worth it once we win." Toshiro said, a full-fledged confident smile making way onto his face.
Momo went a little pink but quickly shook her head. "Er, ah, don't over work yourself, Toshiro." Giving a small wave she began to take off. "S-see you later!"
Toshiro smiled nodding his head. "Take care!" He ran off to go steal the soccerball that was conveniently placed under Renji's foot.
--!!&!!--
AT THE UKITAKE HOUSEHOLD, SIX O'CLOCK
"I'm home." Toshiro shouted, entering the door. He was greeted by a flash of pink in his face, which happened to be Yachiru hanging off the entrance hall light. But at that moment, Toshiro had no idea what was clinging onto his head. "AHH! GET OFF!"
Ukitake came over, pulling Yachiru off. "Got you! Time for your bath!"
"Wah! No way! No bath!" Yachiru whined, grabbing fistfuls of Toshiro's hair.
"Let go!" Toshiro growled, trying to undo her death grip on his hair by pulling her hands off with his own.
Soi Fon came down the stairs, holding a bag of candy. "Yachiru, if you let go of Toshiro's hair, go take a bath, eat your supper, and take your bedtime medicine, I'll give you this bag of candy—and you can go with me tomorrow to my soccer practice."
Yachiru instantly let go of Toshiro's hair, and wriggled out of Ukitake's arms. "Hurry up and give me a bath, daddy!"
Ukitake was stunned, but proceeded to follow. "Uh, of course…?"
As the flabbergasted father and the hyper-active daughter went upstairs, Soi Fon gave a sigh. "She actually listened."
Toshiro looked at her thankfully, face flushed from the moments-ago frustration. "Thanks for helping me out there."
"No problem." Soi Fon smiled, turning red as she saw Toshiro smile brightly, revealing his pearly whites.
Toshiro looked into the living room from his spot and raised a brow. "Usually the living room is full…"
Soi Fon sighed. "Oh. Everyone felt like fleeing to their rooms today for some reason. Nanao, I can understand. But Nemu, Rangiku, Momo— pretty much all of us our locked up in our rooms."
"Except for you?"
Soi Fon looked bashful all of the sudden. "Uh…actually I came down because of the commotion…I wanted to help, you see."
"Oh…well…thanks." Toshiro smiled once more.
The usually hot-headed and angry Soi Fon was reduced to the melting red mass, that of a school girl, in seconds. She quickly mumbled, "I'll uh, see you at dinner then…" and she raced off.
Toshiro was about to ask her why when he heard the doorbell. He opened it (considering he was right there) and gasped. "K-Kisuke?! Yoruichi?!"
The green and white striped hat man grabbed Toshiro's arm and pulled him out. "We need to talk. Now." Toshiro went wide eyed as Yoruichi put a white cloth onto his mouth, knocking him out instantly.
Yoruichi looked at Kisuke. "You know, when he wakes up he's going to think were trying to murder him…couldn't we have just asked him to meet us at our shop?"
Kisuke hid his mischievous smile behind his white paper fan. "And where would the fun in that be?"
Yoruichi sighed.
A/N: OH! Cliff hanger! Anyway, I tried to make this chapter long to make up for my absence. I got the idea for the teachers meeting while dreaming the other night…I thought it was so amazing…And what's with Superintendent Wonderweiss being friends with Kyoraku? Oh the suspense! I have so many plans for the cast of The Ripple, it would blow your mind if you knew…So I hope you liked this chapter (I had a bit of a hard time ending it…and putting fluff in, too. Oh, and controlling the content.). Um, please review and tell me what you think! Thank you, everybody!