I don't own bleach the show or the cleaning product version.
The next day, Isane had to clear her office. Not an easy task given what people had given her.
A plush Chappy the rabbit - Rukia
A crate of sake - captain Kyoraku
A large box of candy - captain Ukitake had given her two presents.
A black lace bra - Rangiku, who was going to die for that.
Unohana had chosen that moment to walk into the office.
"Do you need help putting it on?" the fun she was having at Isane's expense lately.
"Captain," Isane jumped a mile high.
"Were you a member of the stealth force?" Isane couldn't understand how she did it.
"No, maybe you're becoming hard of hearing," her captain smiled at her.
"You haven't answered my question," Unohana wanted to make her blush.
"No thank you," Isane turned beet red.
"I can see that your fellow soul reapers are trying to poison you," Unohana glared at the sake.
"You can hide it if you think my health is in danger," Isane knew how much her captain cared about other people's health.
"I won't do it for anyone but you, I have seen firsthand how well you handle sake," Isane gave her a confused look.
"You picked a fight with Yumichika," Unohana waited for her brain to start working.
"Is that when I claimed that he wore more make up then my mother?" that night was still a haze.
"The one and the same, if the other vice-captains hadn't stop both of you, you might injured each other," Unohana shook her head moving to pick up the crate of sake.
"Sad thing is it's the truth," Isane knew she was right.
"Are you going to open the rest of your presents?" Unohana went to look herself.
A box of small bells - captain Zaraki believed in everyone having bells.
A box of assorted makeup products with almost everyone's name on.
"Are they dropping hints," Isane knew she didn't look very girly.
"Maybe, I wouldn't mind seeing you with some makeup on," Isane groaned.
"Yumichika wears more than enough makeup to make up for me not using any," Isane looked at the offending items.
"A little lip gloss wouldn't hurt," the smaller woman started shifting through the box looking for the said object.
"No way," Isane found herself pressed against her desk by her captain.
"Hold still Isane," Unohana trapped her smiling evilly.
Isane froze there was no escaping her captain.
Hanataro was looking for Isane, he was assigned to do a job at the eleventh and he knew she would help him if he asked. Opening her office door he was confronted by the sight of Isane pressed against her desk by their captain. A compromising position to say the least.
Unohana saw him enter quickly sending him a death glare for not knocking.
"Hanataro," Unohana smiled causing him to violently shake.
"Thank god," Isane exclaimed managing to get away from Unohana.
"It's times like these I realise how valuable your bad timing is," Isane placed a hand on his head.
All the poor boy could do was shake in fear of his own captain and give a puzzled look at his vice-captain.
"Captain Unohana was trying to put make up on me," Isane used him as a shield.
"I almost succeeded too. Hanataro is there something you wanted?" Unohana put the lip gloss away in defeat.
Silence was the only response her received, turning around she saw Hanataro was just shaking with Isane holding him still.
"It's alright Hanataro, I'm not angry about you walking in," she gave him her warm caring smile.
Hanataro looked at Isane, his eyes telling her everything.
"I told her Hanataro, is there a new problem?" Isane knelt down beside him.
Silently he handed her a piece of paper with today's instructions on, his eyes never breaking contact with his feet.
"I'll take care of it," Isane rubbed his shoulder.
Captain Unohana watched how Isane interacted with the frightened Hanataro. It warmed her heart to see Isane being so gentle with the boy. Though she herself was caring, people tended not to come to her for comfort, most of them acted embarrassed including her Isane.
She quietly moved to the door closing it so she could talk to both of them. Hanataro heard the door closed causing him to tense in misery.
"I haven't seen anyone give me this face since Isane knocked the ink pot on my haori and on your older brother," he felt a gentle hand on his head.
"When did you do that?" Hanataro looked to Isane for answer.
"Before I was a member of the fourth, hell I wasn't even a member of the thirteen court guards. I was a little accident prone when I was younger," Isane knew Unohana was trying to cheer him up.
"Did you ever spill red food colouring on him?" Hanataro was starting to see a pattern.
Isane groaned.
"She did, also the time he got covered in mud had something to do with her," Unohana could list off everything Isane did.
"I should have realised sooner that you were the Isane he was talking about," Hanataro was mentally kicking himself.
"You better step up Hanataro, I want to retire from the vice-captain position and captain Unohana needs the other squads klutz to take my place," from Isane it wasn't teasing.
"You're not retiring Isane not as long as I am captain of this division. It took me years to house train you," Hanataro sniffed a giggle.
"Why am I likened to a house pet?" Isane gave her pouty face.
"A house pet is easier to keep," Unohana knew Hanataro had finally stopped shaking.
"Feeling better Hanataro?" Isane rubbed his hair.
"Yes, thank you," he realised what they had been doing.
"Hanataro, you are to restock the captains treatment rooms then take the remainder of the day off. I'll assign someone else to the eleventh division," Unohana smiled softly.
"But they were..." Isane gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze.
Realising that his captain just gave him the day off he bowed to his head.
"Run along," Isane opened the door for him.
Once out of sight Isane turned to her still knelling captain.
"Do you need a hand off the floor?" Isane knew that would annoy her.
"I'm not an old lady Isane," she rose to her feet.
"I was being polite," Isane knew that she was a lot older than she looked.
"I know, now let's clear your office," she gestured to the gifts.
"I'll clean up," Isane kept a little distance between them.
"I won't try to put any makeup on you Isane, I'll ask Yumichika to help you," the woman smiled turning to leave.
Sighing in defeat Isane crossed her arms over her chest.
"If it means so much to you, I'll let you show me how to put lip gloss on," Isane retrieved the item from its box.
Unohana's face light up in pure enjoyment, she hated to lose. Holding Isane perfectly still, she managed to apply a thin coat, before Isane flinched.
"I'm glad it's not lipstick," Isane knew she had just made a mess.
Grapping a tissue, the loving captain cleaned Isane's face until she was sure that the lip gloss was only in its desired location.
"There," her smile warmed Isane's heart.
"Happy?" Isane frowned.
"It's a start," she wanted Isane to smile.
"You're not putting any more makeup on me," Isane jumped back to her feet.
"If you don't start cleaning I will," Unohana smiled softly.
Never in the history of the soul society had a room been cleared out so quickly.
Unohana enjoyed seeing Isane act so happy nothing else would ever make her smile the way Isane did.
