"I thought I told you that it isn't lady like to use such language" she heard from the door.
Kokoa looked up and saw who had said it.
"Mother…" with a slight gulp.
Hanataro looked from Kokoa to the woman that Kokoa called mother. The two barely looked alike, their hair wasn't even the same color; then again, Ichigo's mom and dad had what was considered normal color hair but he has a full head of orange hair. The only physical resemblance they had was that their jaw lines were almost exactly the same with Kokoa's only being smaller due to her young age.
"I'm sorry mother;" Kokoa said without looking her in the eyes.
"What sort of mess have you gotten yourself into this time?" in a cold tone.
"She was poisoned with Hollow blood Shuzen-dono and…" Hanataro tried to explain.
"I'm not addressing you medic, now leave my sight!"
The crazed look in the older vampire's eyes told him that if he didn't leave immediately, nothing good was going to happen. It was a scarier look than what he saw in the members of the Eleventh Division. He quickly exited the room for his own safety; in the Soul Society everyone that ever threatened him knew not to take it too far out of fear of his taichou, but this woman… she probably didn't care who his taichou was. Something told him that she wouldn't hesitate to tear him apart in any fashion she wanted to and only a few would be able to stop her from trying.
"Mother," Kokoa protested "he's been treating me since they…"
"You will only speak when spoken to," the older vampire snarled back "perhaps you have been away from the mansion for so long you've forgotten your place?"
"No mother;" looking to the ground "I'm sorry."
The last thing Kokoa wanted to do was piss her mother off to the point where she would be forced back to the mansion with a mere snap of her mother's fingers. Now that she was finally with her sister, finally making real friends, and was actually able to have a real smile on her face and real laughter leave her; she didn't want to be taken from that.
"Why is it you couldn't tell someone had messed with your transfusion packs?"
"I don't know mother."
Kokoa could feel the anger her mother was directing at her. Even without looking at her mother, she could feel the full grunt of her mother's fury; it's always been like this. A scrapped knee, fractured bone, a lost fight to her older siblings; you name it and odds were that it wasn't any different. No matter how little it seemed to anyone else, anything that happened wrongly was viewed as a big deal that needed the harshest of punishments.
"There a problem in here?" they heard from the door.
Kokoa looked up to see a familiar set of spiky orange hair over her mother's shoulder; from around her mother's side, she could see that he was also in his spirit form. It was Ichigo and Hanataro was right behind him. Hanataro must've known he wasn't anywhere near strong enough to even consider trying to talk back to Gyokuro, so he went and got Ichigo; the person who defeated her father and who was possibly the strongest person on campus.
"Nothing that concerns you half bred trash;" Gyokuro growled at him "now leave."
She knew who this person was; it was the person who had defeated Aizen and was responsible for the major setbacks that she had been faced with. One of his attacks had destroyed the Hogyoku and stripped Aizen of his power.
"I don't care how bad of a mood you're in," Ichigo said calmly "berating your daughter before you know all the facts is a stupid thing to do. How about I take you to Hat-n-Clogs and have him, Hanataro and Nemu explain the situation to you; then if you think she still deserves to be yelled at, fine. At least you'll have all the facts."
Gyokuro fought every instinct that told her to rip the orange haired teen apart; he might be in a weakened state at the moment, but he still defeated Issa. A feat that wasn't easy to accomplish for many vampires. Add to that the fact that he's the one that defeated Aizen, it was borderline suicide to try to fight this half breed.
"Fine, I'll amuse you for now" as she left the room "don't think I'm done with you Kokoa."
Kokoa hung her head low as her mother left the room; her hands turned into fists as she fought the urge to cry. She knew if she started crying, her mother would only scold her even more than what she was already planning to. The only way she could keep that from happening was to keep from crying.
"You ok Kokoa-san?" she heard Hanataro ask.
"I'll be fine" her fists tightening up even more on the bed sheet "just go so nothing happens. If you thought my father was brutal against half breeds, my mother doesn't have a word to describe her views on them."
"Ichigo can handle himself;" as he sat down on the edge of the bed "right now you're my patient and your wellbeing is priority."
Kokoa looked up at the shinigami medic and could see the concern for her in his eyes. She let silent tears roll down her face as she pulled him into a hug and clung to him; while she might be his patient, he was officially a friend to her now. She buried her face against his shoulder as she let the tears continue to flow as Hanataro gently patted her back and let her get it out of her system.
-Tsukune-
The brown haired teen continued to do push ups, topless, as he let his mind drift to Yokai Academy again. He had this feeling in his gut that he was missing out on something that was happening, but he couldn't be sure what. When Zaraki-taichou had visited the previous night, the large taichou let something slip.
'Kurosaki's slippin' if he ain't handled what's goin' on yet' the taichou had said.
Those words haunted him most of the night; he needed to hurry up and get back to Yokai Academy. But short of making a jail break, that wasn't going to happen. Even if he did that, he still had the binding kido keeping him from accessing his hollow powers and Akasha's blade was being held in the sou-taichou's office. Supposing he managed to make it passed the guards, the seated officers, and at least one taichou getting back to Yokai Academy would be a bad move; he didn't have his shinigami zanpakuto and wouldn't be able to do much. There was that other zanpakuto though; the one that Ghoul wielded in their fight.
"No;" as he grit his teeth and pushed up from the ground again.
Just being near the blade made him feel uneasy and when he held it he could feel a darker reiatsu from it; it was darker than even Ghoul's reiatsu. Ghoul had said that because he had been a part of his soul before they underwent shinigamification they had separate zanpakuto. If his zanpakuto was Akasha, a Shinso vampire who had fought against evil a number of times, then who was Ghoul's zanpakuto? Could it end up being someone similar to Akasha, but far darker in nature; a person who had the power to rival a legendary Nosferatu. It was a terrifying thought, but one that was a very real possibility.
Tsukune kicked his legs into the air and stood on his hands for a second while he made sure that he had his balance. He slowly lowered himself and gently tapped his nose on the ground; while he could work on fighting technique with Akasha in his mindscape, he needed to work on physical strength in the real world. He had spent the past couple days not doing much physical training, instead opting to learn martial arts from Akasha as often as he could. When he discovered that time moved differently in his mindscape, he decided to focus more effort on building his physical strength.
"I need to get back to Yokai soon;" as he lowered himself and went back up "can't Central Forty Six hurry up?"
-Talia-
The brown haired girl hung upside down from a pull up bar and did crunches. Her mind had been wondering to why Issac had traveled to the past; it didn't make any sense as to why he'd want to go back in time and kill Tsukune. He had always said he owed him a great deal for getting him out of the endless that was Hueco Mundo. If he killed Tsukune a paradox would be created leaving him in the desert fighting for life every day. The Arrancar had made it known that he hated having to fight for life every day, and preferred to be in a library or doing lab work.
"What's your end game?" she asked as she hung upside down for a second "killing him will only leave you in that desert waiting at the Devil's Crest."
She growled in annoyance as she failed to think of anything that would make logical sense to anyone. Issac had poisoned Kokoa with Hollow blood, was now in hiding and had them chasing their tails for lack of better words. If this was supposed to happen, then why did no one believe her when she tried to warn them about Issac's plan when she found it out? Kisuke laughed at the thought, Grimmjow just scoffed, and her mother disregarded the notion completely; not even Ichigo did anything other than at least hearing her out. Her own brother face palmed when she tried to ask him for help. Issac had pulled the wool over everyone's eyes; while working in the Twelfth Division he always kept a neutral face, but was open to everyone. The anger she began to feel became visible on her face as she began to touch her elbows to their opposite knee.
"Didn't those dumb asses learn anything from Aizen-teme?!" she shouted in anger as she touched her left elbow to her right knee.
She quickly grabbed hold of the bar and released her legs before beginning to do pull-ups. The only one that had enough common sense to even look into the matter was Sora, and she had to twist his arm to get him to do that. Once they had gotten to Kisuke's shop in the world of the living, Sora abandoned all doubt he had when they found Issac messing with the controls to the time machine Kisuke had been working on. While they tried to stop him, they failed due to the fact that Issac was a master at hand-to-hand combat and ended up here in this time. She flipped off from the bar and threw a kick, only to have it blocked by Sora.
"A little early to be this angry Talia" as she lowered her foot.
"I hope you're not here to try to talk me into going to classes again."
"Just wanted to check on you;" with a smile "after the other day you seemed pretty pissed and we haven't really talked since."
"I'm fine;" as she picked up her towel "they still haven't figured you out yet, have they?"
"Not yet;" with a sigh "but Ma isn't as much of a ditz as everyone thinks. Dad, he's pretty dense so he most likely won't notice; so I don't think I need to worry about him."
"Doubt it; she always talks about aliens and cyborgs in a way that makes it obvious what she does when she isn't working at the bakery."
"Free manga," with a shrug "no complaining from me."
The two chuckled a bit; it was a shared interest they've had since Orihime took the second job helping create manga. She constantly turned down the full time offer because she enjoyed working at the bakery too much to just leave. Once word had gotten out that she helped make a hit manga, the bakery was filled with fans and the owner was tempted to bribe her with anything to ensure she never left. Orihime had even convinced the artists to come by and do a signing a couple times a year; every time they did, the bakery would be packed.
"You should consider coming to class though;" Sora said in a slightly joking tone "might actually learn something other than fighting."
Talia thought about it; she's never really been to a normal school setting. She's only ever had tutors and that was for things that shinigami would need to know. There was nothing about the world of the living's history, simple mathematics by comparison, and so on.
"Alright, I guess I could give it a try. Might actually like it."
"Cool, go talk to the Head Master and he'll set you up."
-Kisuke, Yoruichi, and Nemu-
"And what does this thing supposed to do again?" Yoruichi asked as she pointed to the beaker filled with what looked like tea over the small flame.
The feline like woman always loved when Kisuke talked nerdy to her; while she didn't understand most of it more than half the time, the end result was the same. They usually ended up in a bed for a couple hours. Kisuke never complained; if anything, he loved that she listened to his geeky talking.
"Well," Kisuke began with a smile.
"It will stimulate the kidneys and liver of the person who consumes it;" Nemu interrupted from her desk without looking up from her notes "but because of the reaction that will happen when the tonic is mixed with the herbs listed by Akashiya-san, it must be drank by someone else and then Shuzen-san will have to drink that person's blood."
Yoruichi gave an irritated look to the fuku-taichou, who wasn't paying attention. She had asked Kisuke and wanted to hear him explain it to her again; she liked the lengthy detail he'd get into and the big words he'd use. Kisuke also was bummed out by his moment being taken away from him by the girl. He really needed to work on the girl's understanding of the term killjoy and how someone became one.
"Oi, Hat-n-Clogs" they heard from the door "Kokoa's mom is here."
Kisuke looked up to see Ichigo leading a blonde haired woman with blood red eyes into the room; he could immediately tell she was intentionally limiting her youki to keep attention away from her. Unfortunately for her, it only served to get his attention directed to her. His mind wondered why she would want to keep her power from being known; there was something major she was hiding from those on campus.
"Sorry about the mess;" Kisuke said with a slight chuckle "didn't think we'd have company. What can this humble shop owner do for you today… sorry, wrong place" with a silly laugh "you want to know what we've found out about your daughter's condition so far."
Gyokuro narrowed her eyes at the shop owner; she knew who he was and needed to be careful about what she said around him. One wrong word around this man and he could single handedly discover every dirty secret she had and have Fairy Tale ripped apart in a matter of weeks. This was going to be a little tricky.
"How exactly is a shop owner qualified to research a cure for my daughter?" with a snarl.
"I'm formerly the third seat of the Second Division, was promoted to taichou of the Twelfth where I founded the Shinigami Research and Development Institute, and I've dabbled in various other research projects that have led to the discovery of a number of medical advances for the living. I invented the gigai that many shinigami use while on living world deployments, which was improved on by my successor, so I have extensive knowledge of the living body."
Gyokuro felt a vein in her head pulse slightly as the former taichou continued to list his credentials on the matter. Luckily she didn't have to say anything since the half breed spoke up.
"We get it, long list of shit you've done" Ichigo said in annoyance "we all have things we need to do today."
"You're a bigger killjoy than Nemu-san" the shop owner said with a pout.
"Please forgive him" Nemu said giving a small bow to the vampire "my name is Kurotsuchi Nemu. I am currently the fuku-taichou of the Twelfth Division and second in command at the Shinigami Research and Development Institute. I have seen the effects of Hollow blood before and wish to see that it doesn't happen to anyone else; Yamada-san should be here soon to assist in giving the details of what happened to your daughter. Please forgive the irrelevance of my question, but do you have a second daughter who looks like you?"
"Yes."
"I believe I met her recently; I'm sorry for getting off topic."
The vampire kept her mouth from twitching; this woman was someone else she needed to watch out for when talking. Kahlua had told her about the woman in front of her. She had asked about various abilities that vampires had and could most likely easily tell that she was limiting her youki to avoid suspicion from those that could feel her presence. No matter how polite the woman was, she was a very real possibility of being a threat to her identity.
"Sorry I straggled behind;" Hanataro said as he entered the room "I almost forgot some of the notes I left on the dresser in Shuzen-san's room" he lied masterfully.
"It happens, no big deal" Kisuke said with a smile.
After an hour of explanations and giving exact details of how Kokoa came to be poisoned in the way that she was; Gyokuro agreed to let them use the herbal remedy Hanataro had come up with in order to fully detox her daughter. Hanataro made sure to give the precise measurement readings of how much Hollow blood was injected into Kokoa's transfusion bags. To say Gyokuro was surprised would be accurate; she had originally thought someone just replaced the transfusion blood, but someone had put in just enough to get Kokoa hooked without making it obvious the packs had been tampered with. With such small amounts added to the already weird tasting blood, it was no wonder that Kokoa couldn't tell the difference.
"I believe you owe Shuzen-san an apology" Hanataro said noticing the look on Gyokuro's face.
"Excuse you?" with a dangerous snarl.
"You had jumped to the conclusion that she couldn't tell that she had been poisoned for a reason other than the facts."
"You seem to have quite the pair when you have friends around you; I suggest you remember your place medic."
With that the older woman stood up and left the room; as she did, Hanataro felt his body begin to shake as the anxiety caught up to him. He hadn't forgotten that she could easily rip him apart if she chose to, and was glad she didn't. While he was confident in his friends' skills, he couldn't help but to think that she at least could've landed a solid punch to his face before someone stopped her. She just seemed to have that feeling to her; but he knew that Kokoa wasn't in the wrong for what had happened and her mother owed her an apology for thinking so.
"It's alright;" Kisuke said as he placed a hand on Hanataro's shoulder "that actually helped me learn a good deal about her."
"Other than that she's a cold hearted bitch?" Yoruichi asked.
Kisuke nodded.
"She's hiding something, and is being overly careful to make sure she doesn't let it slip;" his eyes narrowed on the door "you might want to be careful yourself for a while. You just challenged the pride of a powerful vampire; no telling how that could come back at you."
This time it was Ichigo that nodded in agreement; he hasn't had the best of experiences with vampires so far. Well, full grown vampires; with Moka and Kokoa he's had an alright experience with.
-Evening-
Moka rubbed her aching shoulder as she sat down to eat dinner with everyone. She couldn't remember the last time she was this sore without actually fighting someone seriously; she felt like she could fall asleep right at the table as well. Zangetsu had been teaching everything possible in the short amount of time they had, and wasn't holding back either. One of his kicks had put her into a boulder where she had nearly been knocked out as a result. Her entire body ached as she picked up her canned tomato juice.
"Looks like Zangetsu has been putting you through the ringer" Ichigo noticed.
"It'll be worth it once I'm able to unlock the Shinso blood in me;" as she opened her drink "it's also nice to actually be taught instead of just thrown to the wolves."
"You did just fine against me" Ginnei joked.
It took a second for everyone to register the joke before they all laughed. Moka was glad to be able to actually laugh even though there was the very real chance of being attacked by Hollows. With everything that was going on, it was nice to be able to loosen up like they were doing; to be able to make silly jokes like Gin had just made and laugh like fools about it.
"How much longer till your sister is better?" Orihime asked.
"Thankfully, Gyokuro gave Urahara and the others permission to try the herbal remedy Hanataro created. So maybe a couple days" with a small smile.
"And after that, just a few more before Tsukune returns and we'll find the Arrancar from the future and kick its ass" Kurumu said as she threw her fist in the air.
Yukari, Ruby, Mizore, and Moka all smiled as they bumped fists with their succubus friend. Grimmjow just smirked at how lively the group was even though they were out matched in just about every way possible; it was the same faith that Tsukune always seemed to have. It made him wonder if he was the reason for it, or if it was the other way around. Ichigo had a similar smirk on his face but for a different reason; it reminded him of when he and his friends invaded the Seireitei and Las Noches.
"If only it were that simple;" Talia said breaking the joy everyone had "this Arrancar is a master of martial arts. He's taken down a number of slaving camps on his own in the Soul Society with no casualties among those he was freeing, turned down the offer of Third Seat in the Second Division, and given the number Eleven among the Numerous. None of you would stand a chance against him in just his normal Arrancar form;" looking at the living Yokai "he's in a state of constant release and can change his form into any that he's copied in the past or anyone he's consumed. I know for a fact he has two Espada level forms copied and will be willing to use them against anyone that stands against him. Add to that the fact that he already knows every move you could possibly throw at him, you wouldn't last a minute; even as a group."
"There's always hope Talia;" Sora said "Hat-n-Clogs thought his time machine was a dead end, yet here we are."
"I guess you're right;" with a sigh before she smiled "we can beat him. Between Sora and me, we know every form he has and with your help he won't stand a chance."
"That's the spirit" Yukari cheered.
Not too far away, the group was oblivious to the girl that was quietly eating dinner as she read a book; a smirk grew on her face as she thought of how wrong Talia was. Talia's words of encouragement were going to be for nothing because she didn't know what else she had done before making the jump back in time. It was the one thing that was binding her to this time without causing her to implode because of the paradox her presence created. It took some modifications and surgically implanting it into her chest, but with it none of them would be able to even touch her; let alone defeat her.
'Let them laugh and be happy;' she thought with a smirk 'before Tsukune returns, I'll strike.'
-Kokoa and Hanataro-
The two had spent most of the day together, not just because of the herbal treatment Hanataro had come up with, but because they were enjoying each other's company. Kokoa had gotten Moka to bring her video games by and had been playing different ones throughout the day. She was surprised to find out that the shinigami was pretty good at some of the games she had; mainly the RPG they threw in after lunch. He usually favored using magic as opposed to the brute force frontal assault she favored and it showed when she'd miss a NPC who would keep her from using any sort of combos. He'd blast them with some sort of offensive spell and then begin healing her as she kept moving through the cave, dungeon, or where ever they were.
The small vampire currently had a pork chop hanging out of her mouth as she mashed buttons to finish off the fight between her and Hanataro in the street fighter game they switched to. While he might be good at RPGs he pretty much sucked at any game where he was forced to get right into the fight. A large grin grew on her face as she got Hanataro's character down to a sixteenth of health; he was as good as done now. Hanataro began pushing buttons like a manic trying to stay in the fight.
"COMBO BREAKER!" the tv speakers rang as Hanataro turned the fight completely around "KO!"
Kokoa's jaw dropped and her pork chop fell to her plate as a dumbfounded look found its way to her face. She had thought that every time he had paused the game before, his hands were just hurting because they had been playing all day; that wasn't the case though. He had been looking at the combos for his character and had turned the fight around with them at the last minute.
"Damn it" she growled as she started to eat her pork chop again.
Hanataro just laughed as she ripped the pork chop apart with her teeth, making no attempt to cut it with a knife, and gulped down her tomato juice. He knew she really didn't care about winning the video game; it was just how he had turned the fight at the last second. While she was just pushing buttons and managed a combo, he used the break in that combo to steal the win.
"What else can ya tell me about the Seireitei?" she asked as she swallowed a bite of pork.
"Not much else to tell really; I usually spend most days cleaning the sewers. Unless there was a brawl because of the Eleventh Division, then just about every member of the Fourth Division is in the Infirmary treating wounds. I sometimes sweep the alleys that have a lot of foot traffic."
"Sounds like you enjoy cleaning…" with a blank stare at him.
"It's pretty relaxing, about like gardening; I have a small garden outside of the Fourth Division barracks. I usually spend my days off pulling weeds to keep it healthy."
Kokoa looked at him for a minute; he enjoyed gardening? That little toy robot thing in her dream had led her through a weird garden. She mentally shook her head, it was just a weird ass dream because of the Hollow blood that was in her system; nothing else.
"I should go get another dose for you;" looking at the time "are you sure you haven't felt anything weird as a result of the treatment?"
"Other than having to use the bathroom every twenty minutes; no. Nothing out of the ordinary for me."
"Alright, I'll be back in a bit."
"Try not to step on the Head Master's pet again" in a joking laugh.
Hanataro nodded as he left the room; that was not something he wanted to repeat again, ever. The first time it happened he had been lucky to run into Kokoa, who saved him. The time after that he was running for over an hour before he climbed up a tree and had to wait for it to get bored and leave. After that he jumped out of the way just in time and the thing knocked itself out against a brick wall. Since then he's made a point to watch where he was stepping.
-Rukia-
The midget shinigami walked through the Division Headquarter as she made her way to the cafeteria. Over the past couple days the Division had been in a bit of a buzz about Yokai Academy; supposedly there was an Arrancar from the future hiding out and causing chaos of various sorts. The only reason she believed it was because Nemu had been pulled from an experiment to be deployed to Yokai Academy a couple days ago and had just returned a few hours ago. For her to be pulled from an experiment for anything was nearly unheard of.
"Did you hear about what's going on at that Yokai Academy place?" she heard.
"Yea, sucks that one of the Yokai there was poisoned with Hollow blood; I remember when Kurotsuchi-taichou experimented with it. It wasn't pretty."
"Supposedly seventh seat Yamada created a treatment for her."
"Her; makes you wonder huh?"
"Yea. And you know he's not like that; I personally think the guy's gay."
Rukia rolled her eyes at the comment; Hanataro wasn't gay, he just never dated anyone. Every time she'd try to convince him to try it, he'd suddenly 'get busy' and wouldn't be able to go on the blind date. She tapped her chin; maybe that was the problem, she had tried to get him to go on a date with a random person that he didn't know. As she made her plate, she continued to think on the subject and absentmindedly sat at a random table.
"Hey Rukia-san" she heard Akua say to her.
She looked up and saw the vampire in front of her with a smile on her face; a few feet from her was the former fuku-taichou Omaeda who had probably been selected to keep an eye on Akua through the day.
"Hey Akua. Did you have a good day?"
"For the most part;" as her eye twitched "I really want to know how I got stuck with a lazy lard ass as a guard for the day."
This time it was Omaeda's eye that twitched; he had been forced to deal with her the entire day and it was wearing him thin. Constantly running about, wanting to sight-see, go to her medical appointment with Unohana-taichou, and so on. He barely had enough time to eat.
"Omaeda-san is very capable" Rukia said in his defense "he was formerly the fuku-taichou of the Second Division."
"I don't see it" with a tsk "Soifon-taichou would put up with him? He has poor table manners, won't shut up about how much money his family supposedly has, speaks with his mouth full, and got crumbs from potato chips in my hair as we walked around the Seireitei. I'm surprised she didn't kill him."
Before Omaeda could retort to the pint sized vampire, Kiyone burst into the cafeteria and ran over to Rukia.
"Rukia, you'll never guess what I just learned!"
The tiny girl looked like she had been running for a while trying to locate her; sweat beads were rolling down her face as she tried to catch her breath.
"Shikai?"
"I've had that, and no. It's about Hanataro."
Rukia just stared at the third seat as she tried to figure out what was going on. Hanataro wasn't hurt, otherwise she would've just said so, and he couldn't have returned already. He was nowhere near close to learning bankai.
"I'm drawing a blank here" as she scratched her chin.
"Here's the proof you've been looking for;" as she slammed a paper on the table in front of her "there's no way anyone will think he's gay now. I managed to snag this from Unohana-taichou's desk after I ate dinner with sis."
Rukia looked at the paper and saw that it was a picture of her friend cuddled up next to a red head girl. The two looked peaceful; the red head's head was resting on his shoulder with an arm draped over his chest and Hanataro had a hand just above her waist. A grin found its way to her face. There was a loud crack just before the table she was sitting at split in half. Rukia and Kiyone looked to see Akua with hell's fire burning in her eyes.
"THAT'S MY YOUNGEST SISTER!" she shouted in anger.
"Akua-san" Rukia said trying to get the vampire to calm down "Hanataro isn't like that. I'm sure there's a very good reason for them being in that position…"
She knew that what she had just said sounded ridiculous; no one would be willing to believe that, let alone the sister of the girl Hanataro was sleeping next to. Kami save Renji if Byakuya ever discovered the two of them sleeping in the same bed like that. No place would be safe from the wrath of the overprotective older sibling; Hanataro would have to run… very far and very fast.
"From what Nemu said," Kiyone spoke up "the two were just sleeping, nothing happened. Look," showing the picture to Akua pointing to where the bed sheet stopped on the two in the pic "they both have clothes on. She also said that Hanataro was invited to the bed."
"THAT MAKES IT…" was all Akua managed to say before she felt pain in her shoulder.
She gripped where the pain was coming from and cursed as she realized she had punched the table with the arm that was injured. Add to that her ridiculously high blood pressure at the moment, she had reopened her wound and was bleeding pretty badly because of it.
"GO GET UNOHANA-TAICHOU NOW!" Kiyone ordered Omaeda.
-Twenty minutes later-
"That should do it;" Unohana said with her usual smile as she tied the knot for Akua's sling "what caused you to rip open the wound again?"
"I punched the table in anger and my blood pressure sky rocketed" she confessed.
Akua knew better than to try to lie to the motherly taichou; the fear of her creepy smile was enough to force anyone to tell the truth to her no matter what. It was going to be very awkward trying to explain this to her in detail if she asked about it. She knew that Hanataro was close to the Fourth Division taichou in ways that would cause many to question how they were in private. But at the same time, it was her sister in the picture.
"What could have gotten you so worked up?"
'Damn it!' Akua swore 'I just had to think it…'
"Well… uh… you see…" she began.
"I showed her this;" Kiyone said as she showed Unohana the picture "I took it from your desk to show Rukia because she was tired of everyone thinking Hanataro was gay and thought it would help her. Turns out that the girl in the picture is her sister and she mistook it as something else."
"I see; we will discuss this later Kiyone-san" a smile still on her face.
"Yes ma'am" with a bow.
"I will need you to stay overnight at the Fourth Division Shuzen-san;" looking at the vampire "I'll be able to properly treat you and we can have a discussion."
"Yes ma'am."
