Letters From Hueco Mundo
Warnings: Spoilers for those who haven't read past SS arc
"Ne, Sousuke, I'm bored," Gin whined as he placed another white round game piece down. "That must be the hundredth time you've said that," I replied, squinting at the board. Ugh, was I losing to Gin at Go again? I swear it's the contacts, they blur my damn near sighted vision!
"Nuh, uh, I've said it more 'n that. 'nyways, who's dumb idea was it to ditch Soul Society anyway?"
"The one who came up with that 'dumb idea' is sitting right in front of you," I gritted my teeth, trying to decide where I could place my next move with the least casualties.
"What? Why'd we leave then? At least there were people t' annoy there," he sulked, "Hurry up"
I threw up my arms in frustration, "OK, I quit! Go bother Tousen or something!"
"Aww, yer no fun. And yer s'posed t' say makemashita" he complained, putting the pieces back into the wrong bowls.
"Gin, put them in the right containers," I felt a migraine coming up. What was he, a five year old? He's acting at least ahundred times younger than he is.
"I dun wanna," he replied, smiling and continuing to mix up the pieces, "Isn' it prettier?"
"No, it's not prettier, it just takes more time the next time we play because we have to separate the pieces first," What was I thinking when I made this idiot my subordinate?
"Heh, ya still wanna play later? Ya always lose," he grinned, now mixing handfuls of black pieces in the white container.
I swear he's having fun with this. And who's the one that keeps complaining that Hueco Mundo was boring?
"This place smells," he wrinkled his nose, capping both mixed containers.
"That's because YOU said black walls were emo and cliche and wanted to paint them!"
"It smells"
"You smell," I retorted. Ugh, his childishness was contagious. I got up as quickly as possible and headed towards the exit.
"Aww, you know you like it," he called after me.
Aw, Aizen Taichou was no fun. 'Cept I guess he's not a captain anymore. What to do? Tousen s'no fun. He can't see. I wonder if he misses his seeing eye dog he left behind in Soul S'ciety, that Komamura guy or whatever. Too bad Sousuke wouldn' lemme bring Izuru-chan with me...who else could I bother? The Hollows were pretty stupid, and they keep wanting t' eat me. Or molest me or somethin'.
Oh! Rangiku-chan! I'll write her a letter.
My Dearest Rangiku-chan, I scrawled.
How have ya' been? I'm just fine, minus the boredom. If I weren' dead already, I woulda died from this. Sousuke is as annoyable as usual, but he seems emo-er without his emo glasses. I guess he got pissed when I made fun of them and got contacts. Hahaha he didn' even notice that they got switched with some lower prescription ones. How's Soul Society without me? How's Kira? Oh, I'll write him a letter too! Are ya killing any Hollows? We make Hollows. Hahaha that's funny. Wait it sounds kinda wrong, ugh no, I don't make Hollows with Aizen like that. Aizen kinda makes them himself. There's this one Hollow, Grimtooth or somethin', he looks kinda like Sousuke without his emo glasses, I keep tryin' t' make him try them on but he won't. And then there's some other one, Ully or whatshisface. He doesn' look like Sousuke, but he looks emo. Sousuke's emo. Are you emo? I know Kira's emo. Oh, and I can't email ya yet cuz the damn internet hasn' been installed yet. I miss my website, there's some Ukitake x Matsumoto there too! Oh! And there's another one that looks like Ukitake! 'Cept he died yesterday. Eh, I've gotta go wreak havoc on that li'l strawberry 'n' his friends or so Sousuke-chan says.
Lovingly and Ever Waiting for your Wonderful Reply,
Ichimaru Gin
He quickly doodled a smiley chibi self portrait under his signature with a peace sign and shoved the letter into an envelope, scribbling her name and address.
Matsumoto Rangiku's hand shook as she finished her mail, contemplating on whether to burn the letter or turn it in as evidence. And what the hell was Ukitake x Matsumoto?
A/N: Previously from my other crack collection fic, but I've decided to make it a series.