Warnings: Spoilers for SS arc, post SS arc.
"Ahem," he cleared his throat, knocking the table for emphasis, "Th' second meeting of our BFF - the Bleach Bishounen Fanclub - now commences!"
"Yeah!" Momo-chan exclaimed, jumping up and knocking her seat over.
"E- eh, why exactly am I here...as well?" Hanatarou stuttered nervously. Gin had kidnapped him and dragged him into the dark, leaky basement along because- well, because they only had two members and the shorty just happened to be there. And that their last meeting consisted of Momo-chan and himself sitting there and fangirl/boy-ing over papparazzi shots.
Gin, however, was notabout to give such a patheticly boring excuse. He smirked, "Well, it's 'cause we all know yer a closet pervert."
"I- HEHH? Wh-what do you mean by that?" he stammered, choking.
Gin's smile stretched. He reached over to his laptop and turned on his slideshow.
"Exhibition number one!" A picture of Hanatarou drooling on Ganjyu after treating his wounds all night.
"Exhibition two!" It changed to Ichigo holding onto Hanatarou.
"Exhibition three!" A picture of Hanatarou's hands tied up.
"Exhibition four!" A photoshopped image of Renji carrying Rukia, with Hanatarou in her place.
"W-wait! Those aren't what they look like! A-and they should've happened in the future! By the time the photos developed you would've been in Hueco Mundo!"
"Ah, details, details! Exhibition five!" A picture of Shunsui chasing after Nanao with flying hearts and puckered lips. With Hanatarou starring in her place, of course.
"A-and those last two pictures weren't real! That never happened!"
"Uwa! I'm adding this pairing to my list of favorites!" Hinamori squealed, whipping out her notebook.
Hanatarou choked.
"Ahem, need I go on?"
"W-wait, listen to me!"
"I think that we should start by sharin' our favorite pairings with the newbie!"
"Ooh! That's a great idea, Gin!"
Hanatarou looked nervously from the ever smiling Ichimaru-Taichou to the beaming, hyperactive Hinamori-Fukutaichou. What was wrong with them? Pairings? Club? Newbie? Gin? Did she just call Ichimaru-Taichou Gin?
"My favorite pairing are ummm ByakuyaRenji! And, and ByakuyaHisagi! ByakuyaIchigo! Byakuya with almost anyone!"
"Ichigo doesn' show up 'til later, Momo-chan," Gin reminded.
"But he's the main character! Everyone knows Ichigo! Right, Hanatarou?"
"Uh, w-well-"
"Nevermind this, it's takin' too long, I'll get straight t' th' point. I'm makin' my own fanfiction site!" Gin put the URL on the projecter, urging them to either copy it or memorize it, and of course, to be sure to sign his guestbook a lot.
"Now, what should my next fic be about?"
"Oh! Oh! Do another Byakuya one!"
"Eh, do I really have to be here?"
"Ohh, don'cha think it'd be interesting if we let him read those?"
"Kyah! Do you think he'd like them? I bet he secretly would!"
"I have, uh, sewage duty..."
A lightbulb suddenly formed above Gin's head, "ByakuyaHanatarou! Oh, it'd be hilarious!"
"Kyah! Do it!"
"AU?"
"Of course! He can replace whenever he met Hisana!"
"Eh, she doesn't show up until later either... and I really shouldn't be here..."
"Oh! And look at what I blackmailed Kira into giving me!" she burst with glee, tossing up about thirty 12 x 10 glossy prints of Hisagi Shuuhei.
"Ehh, where's t-the exit?"
"My, my, since when was Izuru-chan so capable of takin' peeping shots? Halfa these are him at the hot springs."
"YES! AREN'T THEY GORGEOUS?"
Who knew Hinamori Momo was such a fanatic?
"Um, I'm kinda lost here..."
And who knew a dark leaky basement could be so huge?
A/N: By the way, does anyone know what dialect Gin's "accent" is?