Err... Spring break was not quite I intended to expect... I didn't think I would be going out so often... But I managed to update!
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Keroro Gunsou.
Chapter 9: Gotei 13, Chaos from a Single Invention! De arimasu.
"What do you think you're doing!" Kurotsuchi chastised angrily.
"It's my newest invention, Taichou," Kururu replied casually, holding up a small silver box with some kind of round lever sticking up. "If we have this guy, small and insignificant errands such as paperwork will be done in a cinch!" He held up a thumb up despite that indifferent face of his.
"I don't need you wasting our materials for such foolish stuff! Get rid of it immediately!"
Kururu snorted, followed by an irritated "Tch." He pulled the red lever on the box, and set it down on the floor. Suddenly, the lever started to bob side to side, as if it were an antennae. Then…tiny legs grew out on the bottom of the box!
The small tool looked around its surroundings, as if searching for something. Then, the lever, as if it were alive as well, pointed towards the left and started to pull the box like a child pulling his mother to buy him something.
The box scrambled away to the door, running as far as his stumpy legs could reach.
Kururu waved towards his running invention with a handkerchief in hand. "Have a good day!" He said with a voice that seemed as if he attempted to seem happy.
As the moving box scrambled away farther and farther away from the Twelfth Division's area, the faceless box wondered on which direction to go. It stopped for a moment. It was at a fork path. Wondering which one to go through, it thought about it for a moment.
As expected from Kururu, to make an invention that can think by itself!
Then, the lever antennae pointed towards the left path. The box looked up, as if it was saying, "Is it really the right one?"
The lever bobbed up and down, as if saying, "Of course!"
Although it hesitated for a moment, its stubby legs moved towards the left direction anyways.
But that was a mistake. As soon as it entered the path, a humongous, bulky, ice covered man with a deadly aura was right there, blocking its path!
It backed away slowly, trying to step out of the giant's way. However, the giant didn't pay any attention towards the puny box. Instead, he shouted out, "STOP HIDING ALREADY, DAMMIT!"
Oh dear, his voice was like a lion's roar! It was full of maniac excitement for bloodshed! The poor little tool was literally shaking in fear!
However, a chirpy voice came in. "Look at that box, Ken-chan!"
"Huh?" the giant looked down at where the owner of that chirpy voice was pointing to. The box flinched, and the antennae looped down weakly, shaking as well.
"It's just a box, Yachiru. There's nothing there interesting at it all."
"But it was moving just now!" Yachiru protested. She jumped off Zaraki Kenpachi's broad shoulders and hopped towards the shaking box. She bent down and stared at it innocently.
The box stood there as frozen it can, hoping that she won't bother him.
She grinned widely. She reached out her hand in attempt to grab it, but the closer her hand got towards the box… The rectangular object made a dash for it! Its life depended on it, although it only moves on gears and batteries!
"Ah! Wait for me~!" Yachiru called out as she happily ran after the object.
"Oi, Yachiru!" Kenpachi called out. He sighed and rubbed his neck. "Man, what a pain in the ass she is… Oi, Yachiru!" He ran after her.
Running away was the only thing that invaded the tiny mechanical box's uh…head? Although the box itself doesn't know why it's so scared… He felt that he needed to run, otherwise, who knows what that child will do to him!
That's what you would call natural instincts.
"Hehehe… Wait for me!" Yachiru exclaimed happily. "Are we playing tag? Then I'm 'it!'" Much to the box's fear and shock, Yachiru used shunpo and caught up with the object quickly!
Seeing Yachiru use shunpo, Kenpachi used shunpo as well. If the box had a mouth, it would probably be dropped right onto the ground right now. These inhuman creatures caught up with inhumane speed!
The box picked up its speed as fast as it could like a lion was chasing after him! But these are like lions to him!
Argh, why did the box trust the antennae?
Far away from the scene, Giroro hides behind the bushes, readying his rifles once again. As he took a quick glance from the corner of his eye, he could see Kenpachi chasing after Yachiru while Yachiru chases after a microscopic object that was too tiny for him to see.
Hmph, letting your guard down in front of your enemy… I'm disappointed. He jumped right out of the bushes, which caught the giant's attention. He was flying in mid-air, guns ready for action.
"I've got you know!"
Aiming his guns at Kenpachi, he wrapped his finger around the trigger, however…
"DOOOOORYAH!"
…a kendo stick strikes down right at the red soldier's head!
Kenpachi thought he heard a crack somewhere.
Giroro flopped right at the ground, a long and thick dent on his head, flinching from time to time.
Madarame Ikkaku was momentarily confused. "Huh? Where did Yumichika go?"
"Ikkaku, what are you doing?" Kenpachi asked. He seemed to forget that Yachiru and the box left him behind.
"Oh, Taichou. I was sparing with Yumichika, but that guy ran away somewhere… By the way, I seemed to hit something—" He stared down at the floor.
A guy with a red face and head… And he was right in front of the Eleventh Division's barracks… C-Could he be!
"It's the Zashiki Warashi!*" Ikkaku suddenly exclaimed, pointing his finger at the fainted man.
"Huh? Is your brain just as empty and stupid like your head?" Kenpachi said with a straight face, no malice or joke intended. "That's the new recruit."
"No, that's not it, Taichou! And my brain isn't empty by the way. It's a Zashiki Warashi! They bring good luck!"
"Aren't they supposed to be in a form of brats?" Kenpachi answered.
"But they have a red face!"
"Anyone can have that."
"Who in this world would have completely red face! That's not human at all!" The third seat exclaimed.
"…A-Ah…" A small groan escaped Giroro's mouth.
"The Zashiki Warashi talked!" Ikkaku exclaimed.
"Tch. I'm not interested in a guy who can't move right now," Kenpachi mumbled, jerking his head away.
Giroro got up, groaning as rubbing his head. The dent was gone now—most probably from his squishy head. "Man that hurts!"
"Hey, Zashiki Warashi, are you ok?" Ikkaku asked.
"Huh? Zashiki Warashi?" Giroro repeated, looking at the bald man.
"You're a Zashiki Warashi, aren't you? You have a red face."
"I have no idea what are you talking about…"
"That's what all spirits say in order to hide their identity! Am I right?"
"N-No, I think you misunderstood something—" Damn, why was he always in such troublesome situations! Looks like he'll have to resort to his final option: run for it!
"Huh? Oi, where do you think you're going! Zashiki Warashi!"
As the giant captain's ears pick this up, his maniac grin cracked. "Break time over, eh?" He got up…and bolted right after Giroro!
"H-Huh? Taichou! Wait for meee!" Ikkaku's words echoed as he chased after his captain.
Hitsugaya groaned as he flopped himself on the table. "Ugh… That stupid Zaraki made me use too much energy…" He gazed at the pile of paperwork needed to be completed. He groaned again.
"Someone get me stress reliever or something…"
He heard some rumblings outside. He seemed like the Eleventh Division is having a fight or something. Argh, those bastards, making such a ruckus outside his office! And just when he was going to rest!
Irritated, he stalked towards the door, slamming it open and was prepared to scold them, but instead… Something tiny attached itself to his face.
"Wait for me, little boxy!"
The box flinched as it gripped itself on Hitsugaya's face even tighter. He didn't want to his life to end, yet!
Yachiru grinned as she landed right in front of the prodigy. She grabbed the object. Once she removed the object away from his face… Behind that…was a frosty, hard glare staring right down at the chirpy lieutenant.
"Kusajishi…" he twitched. "What do you think you're doing…?"
"Hi Shirou-chan!" she exclaimed. "Y'see, I found this thing over there, and then it started moving! So I chased after it—oops!" The box jumped right out of Yachiru's grasp! "Wait for me, boxy!"
"Hey! Kusajishi, I'm not done yet—" He was interrupted when he felt the familiar reiatsu leaking everywhere. He looked over his shoulder, glaring at the person.
"I don't have time for this, Zaraki," he said bitterly.
"And I don't either," Kenpachi replied. "Yachiru's gone somewhere, again."
"Oh, I'm looking for her too." Hitsugaya responded, trying to contain his anger from exploding. Without saying a word, he shunpoed away.
"Tch, stupid brat," Kenpachi grumbled. He used shunpo and caught up right behind him.
Giroro panted as he placed his hands on his knees, taking a short break. "Damn that guy… We're not done with our battle yet!" He ran after Kenpachi with full speed.
Behind him was Ikkaku, who was running right behind Giroro. "Oii! Zashiki Warashi! If you leave, then all the luckiness will crumble!"
At the Ninth Division, Hisagi Shuuhei was sweeping his garden peacefully as he enjoyed the weather. He stopped brushing the floor for a moment to take a look at the sky. "It sure is nice out here today. Maybe it'll be good to have my subordinates have their training outside today—"
He heard footsteps.
A lot of footsteps coming his way.
With so many footsteps marching his way, there was dust that blocked out the view. When one tiny thing got out of the dust, followed by Yachiru and Hitsugaya, Hisagi couldn't even think fast.
"Ku-Kusajishi-fukutaichou! And Hitsugaya-taichou was well! What are you guys—" More people came out of the dust. "Za-Zaraki-taichou? Ikkaku-san! And who's that red guy? Wait, why are they all coming towards me?"
The tiny invention jumped right on top Hisagi's head, and jumped back off.
"Haha, boxy!" Yachiru jumped on his head and got off as well.
"Dammit, come back here, Kusajishi!" Hitsugaya merely ran past the lieutenant.
"Yachiru, stop fooling around already!" Kenpachi ran past him as well.
"We're done with our battle yet!" Giroro didn't even stop to look at Hisagi.
"Ahh, we're getting farther and farther away from the barracks!" Ikkaku stopped to rub his head in annoyance. "Come back, Zashiki Warashi!" And then he took off once again.
Hisagi blinked. "What just… AHHH!" Footsteps! Footsteps were imprinted on the ground everywhere! And just when he finally got it cleaned up!
He snapped the broom in half. "Bastaaaaaaaards!" Another member has joined the game of tag.
The next victim was the Eighth Division.
"Mm! This is quite splendid tea, Ise-fukutaichou-dono!" Keroro complimented as he sipped his tea.
Nanao pushed up her glasses, allowing a tiny proud smile. "I'm honored."
"My Nanao-chan makes the best tea on earth!" Kyouraku added as he happily sipped his tea. Letting out a satisfied breath out, he commented, "With such fine weather, I don't think anything is going to happen—"
Wrong.
Once again, the entire members chasing after each other charged right past them.
"Hey! I just cleaned my garden, and now you're going to run away!"
"Kusajishi!"
"As soldiers, running away is not an option!"
"Gi-Giroro!" Keroro exclaimed. "What is he doing, de arimasu?"
"Someone you know?" Kyouraku asked.
"Yes, de arimasu," Keroro replied. "Thanks for the tea, Ise-fukutaichou-dono. As a friend, I must question his actions! Giroro Gouchou!" He followed right behind Hisagi.
"Ah, Keroro-san!" Nanao ran after Keroro.
"Nanao-chan, where are you going?" And so Kyouraku joined in as well.
The box stole a brief glance behind. Wh-Why are there so many people chasing after him!
Scared the heck out of him, the box began to climb over the wall and run on the roofs instead! Hah! Now they can't get him—
"Boxy~"
Fear dreaded over his as he saw Yachiru easily caught up with him. The fear doubled as he saw everyone else climbing over the roof as well! Why were they chasing after him!
No, no, they're not really chasing after you…
Before they even knew it, Komamura and Iba were right at the end of the line! How did that happen!
"How dare you pass over Taichou without a greeting!" Iba shouted.
"Now, now, Tetsuzaemon," Komamura said, with a small sweatdrop. "It doesn't really matter…"
As they dashed over the Sixth Division's roof, Byakuya got incredibly pissed at how they dared to walk over his roof so boldly without any permission.
As he jumped on the roof and took out his sword… "Shatter, Senbonzakura." And a huge tornado of pink sakuras engulfed the entire line.
However, a mixture of a scythe swing, naginata swinging, and ice dragon destroyed the tornado.
His eyes widened. Hi-His Senbonzakura…
Byakuya's eyes darkened as he sprinted towards the line of shinigami and aliens.
As they make their way towards the Fifth Division…
The building shook as he Tamama was about to throw in his fifteenth dango into his mouth. As Hinamori was about to serve him tea—due to the shaking—the tea trembled and knocked right over Tamama's dangos.
A small gasp came from Hinamori's lips. "I-I'm sorry, Tamama-kun, I'll get you a new plate—"
Heavy and angry breathing flew out of Tamama's nostrils as he angrily held up his fist. "Those bastards… Wasting food like that… I won't forgive them!" He jumped right up, bolted out of the door and joined in the game of tag, leaving a befuddled Hinamori.
Next was the Fourth Division.
With a kind smile, Unohana was speed walking at the end of the line… But she carried a rather scary and frightening aura behind her.
"Please be quiet, you're disturbing our patients. If you want to play, please play on the ground and not on the roof."
No one paid any attention towards her. Her face darkened as her dark aura grew until it someone at least nodded to her.
She smiled in a motherly way and left the group.
The Third Division was lucky that no one was there, so they had no problem encountering any problems from there. But at the Second Division…
Dororo breathed heavily as he laid flat on the roof. "L-Like this, she can't catch me… Eh?"
The next thing he knew, everyone was oblivious of his presence, so they all stepped over him! But Keroro noticed.
"Ah, Dororo! Move out of the way!"
"Y-You're so cruel, Keroro-kun…" Dororo said as tears fell down. He ran right behind the group. "I was finally going to get a break, and then all of you guys just came sprinting at me!"
Then Soi Fon came in. "Wait!" she hollered. And so she joined in as well without knowing.
Now, as they reach the First Division…
"Hm? What is going on?" Yamamoto asked as the building trembled.
"I-I don't know, sir," his lieutenant replied. "But our building is built so it can withstand any destruction, so please do not wo—"
CRASH!
Everyone came falling down from the roof.
Everyone that were in the game of "tag" stood in their position as they would in a captains' meeting. Most of them were grumbling, and some were just irritated. They didn't do anything wrong—it was the people who irked them that were wrong!
"Exactly what were you all thinking!" Yamamoto scolded across the room, which made many of them wince. "As captains, lieutenants and members of the Gotei 13, you all should know how to behave! Clean up all the damage you've done!"
"Soutaichou," Byakuya spoke up calmly. "I believe that some of us here do not deserve this punishment. If you want to blame someone, blame whoever it was that has started this—"
"Silence!" Yamamoto slammed his cane on the ground. "I don't want to hear any excuses!"
"What about the party?" Kyouraku asked who seems to have strayed away from the topic.
"We'll do the party after you finish cleaning up!"
His face fell down, obviously crestfallen.
"Now get to work!" Yamamoto boomed. Everyone sighed and walked out of the meeting room. He sighed as he leaned back in his chair. Geez, they were all chasing after each other for such puny reasons… Huh? Come to think of it…
"Did we have green, red and dark blue members before?" Yamamoto shook his head. "No, no, it must be a mask…"
Keroro irritatingly sweeps the Ninth Division's floor with a pout on his face. "Look at what Kururu had caught us up into! All because of his weird inventions again!"
"It can't be helped, Gunsou-san," Tamama replied as he swept as well. "His captain told him to get rid of it, and nothing else."
"And you should know that by now, Keroro," Giroro added. "That guy will do anything to get people ticked off. Unless you tell him what to do specifically, he'll go off on his own."
Keroro lowered his eyes as he puckered his lips. He bent down and grabbed the box that caused all these trouble. "It's all your fault! The student should pay for its master's trouble!"
"Now, now, Gunsou-san…" Tamama said with a sweatdrop.
"Taichou-dono…" Dororo added with a sweatdrop.
"Hey! Less talking, more sweeping!" Hisagi ordered.
"Yes, sir…" The trio responded lazily.
Keroro handed the object to Hisagi. "Here you go de arimasu. Please give it back to its rightful owner."
"Thanks. I'll hand this over to Kurotsuchi-taichou then."
"Ah, give it to the guy that's yellow."
"Y-Yellow!"
"Tch," Kenpachi grumbled as he slammed the nail down. "I'm cutting your snack in half for a week, Yachiru."
"Aww… Ken-chan, you meanie!"
"Everything is all your fault, anyways!"
Ikkaku sighed as he pinned down the nail little by little. "I lost the Zashiki Warashi…"
"Hmmm? What Zashiki Warashi are you talking about?" Kyouraku asked, trying to slack off his work.
"Taichou! Please be serious and do your work!" Nanao scolded.
"Here's the board, Taichou," Iba said as he handed his captain the piece of wood.
"Thank you, Tetsuzaemon."
"U-Um, I'm sorry I got you caught up in this mess—"
"It's fine. No serious damage was done, so it's fine."
"Taichou…"
Yamamoto sighed. "I guess I'm a little too lean-back lately…" As he watches his captains and lieutenants chatting and bickering on the roof, he could only sigh in defeat. "Kids these days…"
As the sun begins to fall into the afternoon mode, all the damage that was done were nearly finished. Just one more touch and they'll be done!
"Phew!" Keroro cried out as he wiped the sweat off his head. "Finally we're done, de arimasu!"
"Looks like we can finally go home, desu!" Tamama said happily.
"Looks like we can't stay here any longer, anyways, de arimasu," Keroro said softly. "Where's Kururu?"
"He's coming soon," Dororo answered. "Looks like he's getting scolded by his captain."
"Hmph serves that fool right," Giroro said, crossing his arms. "He needs to learn a lesson once in a while."
"Well, that's true!" Tamama exclaimed.
They all busted out laughing. It was unthinkable that that Kururu was getting scolded!
"Heeey! Everyone!"
"Ah, speak of the devil! Kururu!" Keroro waved with a smile.
"Weellll, sorry Taichou, my Taichou was pretty mad at me, so I had to get this lecture from him," he said sheepishly, rubbing his head with that indifferent face of his.
"It's fine, it's fine. Let's go home now."
"Roger." Kururu replied, going back to his normal tone. He took his remote and… "I press." …the door opened, bursting out the bright light.
As they all went in, only Tamama looked back. Hina-chan… It was shame; he was really attached to Hinamori… But to leave this early…
But I'll definitely see her again! With that in mind, Tamama walked through the door, closing behind him.
The next day.
"Nemu, do you know where that yellow guy went?" Kurotsuchi asked. "I have something for him to do."
"Mayuri-sama, I found this note at your desk." She handed him the note.
Skimming through the note, his face grew red in anger.
To Kurotsuchi-taichou, it read. I have left to go on a long journey. While I'm gone, please don't look for me. As an alien, I have many things to do. Adios! By, Kururu. The ending ended with a heart.
He crushed the tiny paper and stomped on it. "Imbecilic fool! You think I'm going to waste my time on one such as you! Besides, aliens don't exist in this world! Don't even bother coming back again!"
*Zashiki Warashi is a youkai. It brings fortune once it enters a house, but it crumbles as soon as the Zashiki Warashi leaves, which is why Ikkaku was chasing after Giroro so he doesn't leave.
And so, that's the end of the chapter. When I watched xxxHOLiC and saw the Zashiki Warashi, I did some Internet searching since I didn't exactly know what it was... As soon as I saw the word "red face," I thought of Giroro... ^^; He's already a daruma-san... And Zashiki Warashis are supposed to be like a five or six year old kid...
Although I don't think I've ever written such randomness before...