Bleach fanfic
A/N: Thank you to my loyal readers. I feel happy to know how much it pleases you when you read this story. ^.^ Well, here is Chapter 10. Hope you enjoy!
Chapt 10- You don't mess with a Kuchiki
The next day was just as bad as the first. Shiori's taichou was being a lazy bum and made her do all of the paper work. She watched from the corner of her eye as he drank almost a whole bottle of sake while she tried busy herself and tried to complete the work that was set before her.
It was quite distracting when to Shiori when her taichou was neglecting his duties and drinking nothing, but sake. Sake! Of all things he could drink, he chose a godforsaken alcoholic drink! She sighed irritably when she started to hear the older man giggle. She gave him a look,
"If you come near me while you are drunk, I'll throw my chair at you." She warned him.
"You're so cruel, Shiori-chan~." He whined, a drunken blush already on his cheeks. She gave a look of disgust at her taichou. She should've been in the right mind to do something, but she decided against it when she saw the new taichou of squad 11, Yamato Hiro come in. His spiky blonde hair was the first thing she noticed about him.
"Oh, Hiro-kun? What brings you here?" The drunken man asked cheerfully. Hiro grunted,
"Nothing, but to give you a reminder. Come bother my men with thoughts of women again and I'll personally beat the hell out of you." He growled. Shiori watched him, making a mental note to be careful around him. She remembered the stories of the old squad 11 taichou, Kenpachi Zaraki that her uncle Renji used to tell her when she was still small.
Hiro then turned his attention to her, his green-blue eyes boring into her soul, "You. You're a Kuchiki, aren't you?" He grunted, earning a nod from the younger girl. He nodded, "Keep this bastard away from my squad." He told her, earning another nod from Shiori.
With all of that said and done, Hiro soon left, returning back to his own squad. Shiori went back to work, while her taichou went back to drinking. The baka's going to get in trouble if he keeps this up. She thought to herself, "Taichou. You still never told me your name." Shiori said as she continued to her work. The older man smiled,
"You really want to know my name, Shiori-chan?" He asked her, watching the younger girl nod. He smiled more, "My name is-" He was once again interrupted by one of the squad members.
The taichou looked at the squad member, "Yes? What is it?" He asked.
"Kuchiki-taichou is here to see you, sir." The man answered. The taichou had a small look of fear in his eyes when he heard the man's name being mentioned. Just then, Byakuya came in, his usual stoic look plastered on his face.
"Oh, Kuchiki-san. What brings you here?" He asked. Shiori noticed Byakuya's eyes narrow slightly. This sent a shiver down both her taichou's and the younger fuku taichou's back.
"I heard you sent my daughter to Ichimaru's office. Why?" He demanded. Shiori swallowed the lump in her throat as her taichou answered the question.
"Well.. you see, Kuchiki-san, I had to have some papers returned to him and Shiori was the only one available to do the task." The man explained. Byakuya did not seem pleased with the response.
"My daughter is to keep away from Ichimaru. Do you understand?" The elder Kuchiki said. Shiori recognized the look in her father's eyes. If her taichou made one more slip up with her involving Ryou, her father would kill both taichous.
"O-of course, Kuchiki-san." The man replied.
"I mean it, Takuya." Byakuya gave a glare like the taichou had never seen and it even scared Shiori stiff. With that, Byakuya left the squad barracks. The young fuku taichou soon blinked,
"Takuya? That's your name?" She asked. He smiled sheepishly.
"Yes. That's my name." He replied. She gave him a strange look,
"You made it sound like you have a girl's name." Shiori said in a bored tone before she went back to finishing her work. Takuya looked at her,
"That kinda hurt." He spoke, watching her. Her violet eyes glanced at him,
"I'll tell you when I start to care, taichou." She said bluntly. Takuya had comically pathetic tears running down his face,
"Shiori-chan. You're so mean." He moved closer to her only to be thrown in the opposite direction.
"You do not touch me, taichou." She said coldly. The older man knew that the two Kuchikis were truly related seeing as Shiori had the same cold stare as her father. Now he was understanding why no one ever messed with a Kuchiki.
Kage: Sorry this was short. My brain was getting attacked by Writer's Block. *bows in apology*
Shiori: I think they will forgive you once you post this.
Ryou: I have ta agree with Hime-chan there.
Kage: Thank you.
Kage, Shiori, Ryou: Don' forget ta R&R!