Fifty Ways to Annoy the Soutaicho

Pipidae

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. Nor do I own this idea. It was all Kirani56's idea, and I'll love her forever for letting me use it in Bleach. In fact, if you love Danny Phantom, you should go read 52 Ways to Annoy Vlad. It's fantastic. (:

A/N: Credit for this idea goes to xXEmmetteXx! Thanks so much!

Anyway, I won't be updating again for a bit. The next session of CIT-ing begins tomorrow, and it goes for eight days. No internet. Then, of course, it'll be time for the highly-important Harry Potter movie marathon I need to have before going to see the eighth movie at midnight. I'll try to update during potty breaks or something. (:

Oh, and do forgive me this chapter. It's late right now in California, I haven't gotten enough sleep in the past few days, and I'm running a fever. Yay. So, it's not really the best chapter I've ever written. Try to enjoy, though. (:

Oh, by the way, I changed my name so that the spelling is right now. Incidentally, it's also my name as a Counselor-in-Training. Imaginative, ain't I?


27. During captains' meetings, send him creepy eyebrow wiggles.

"And so, to deal with this problem…" Yamamoto continued in his usual monotone voice. It was the same stupid, boring meeting as always. He would discuss some minor issue, and the captains would deal with it. Things had gotten a bit boring around Seireitei since the ryoka invasion, honestly. Not that the soutaicho minded. A little calm for once was good for Soul Society. But still, these meetings…it would almost be worth something drastic happening, just for some variety.

"Yama-jii?" It was Ukitake. No one else, besides Kyouraku and sometimes Kurosaki, could get away with calling him that. Yamamoto looked up to catch the sickly captain slowing raising one eyebrow and lowering it. Weird.

"Yes, Ukitake?"

The white-haired man started, then looked the soutaicho straight in the eye. "I-I didn't say anything, Yama-jii."

There was an awkward silence. "Oh."

Yamamoto cleared his throat. "Anyway, as I was saying-"

"Yamamoto." The voice this time was Zaraki's.

"Yes?"

Kenpachi grinned and wiggled his eyebrows, then quickly resumed to his usual stoic meeting face.

Creepy…

Before the soutaicho could comment on it, though, both Kyouraku and Kuchiki suddenly gave the old man rather lunatic grins, their eyebrows waving wildly.

Wait a minute. Kuchiki never smiled. There had to be something wrong.

Then Unohana gave her signature smile, while raising each eyebrow alternately. The effect was rather frightening to the poor soutaicho, who found himself backing into a wall, away from his obviously deranged captains.

But then, as soon as the horror had begun, all thirteen were back in their positions with perfectly straight faces. Soi Fon looked at the cowering Yamamoto curiously.

"Are you all right, Soutaicho?"


Heh. Hope you survived my weird sense of humor. Anyway, let's see how many reviews I can get during the eight days I'll be gone. Last time, I got nearly thirty. That's AMAZING, you guys. I love you all to death.