The Fairest of Them All

Warnings: Spoilers for Rukia's zanpakutou.


She remembered being asked.

"Ah, Sodeno Shirayuki? It really is a beauty!"

"Yes, the beautiful zanpakutou in Soul Society. An ice type, correct?"

Rukia forced a pleased expression on her face and nodded. Beautiful, my ass.

Sure, the outward of her zanpakutou's appearance was indeed lovely. The hilt, the guard, the blade - all brilliant white.

Her personality, however, was a completely different story.

She remembered the first time they communicated.

Ask your zanpakutou its name.

Ask it? Mentally? Verbally? Well, it was worth a try. She decided to concentrate and hoped for an answer.

Sodeno Shirayuki.

A clear, but high voice rang through her head. Her eyes startled open. Well, that was a success. Shirayuki, huh?

Ehh? Don't say my name so commonly.

It was kinda...whiny.

Whiny? Excuse me? And don't Shirayuki, for goodness sake. Sodeno. Shirayuki. Hime.

...hime?

Yes, Shirayuki Hime! Call me that if you wish. It's not really my name but I'd answer back, for real!

She twitched a little. A conceited sword, huh?

'Scuse me?

Shirayukihime like the fairy tale? Who's the evil witch queen then?

Grrrrrrrrrr.

What, there really is one? Ugh, nevermind. I don't want to know.

Benihime... I'll get you.

Benihime? Nevermind. I heard nothing.

She always thought she was all that. Pfft, I'm much prettier than her. I mean, for heaven's sake, her hilt is crooked! And her skills are so...so vulgar! Have you seen her shield? I mean, come on! Blood mist? Ew?

Yeah, yeah.

She remembered the first time they met face-to-face.

Though Rukia hadn't achieved bankai yet, her zanpakutou would sometimes materilize during her training. Not out of submission, of course, but due to its narcissm.

And good grief, as if her name wasn't enough to give her a big head, she looked the part too.

Long waves of ebony black hair - naturally curled, of course.

Lips red as roses - natural again, of course.

Pristine white kimono with the most delicately silk embroidered sleeves. Hah.

And skin as white as snow.

Oh, and a handheld mirror to admire herself while Rukia worked on her kidou.

She rememebered Kurosaki Ichigo.

The sword was supposed to be an extension of her soul, but...

In which was was she anything at all like Sode no Shirayuki?

Oh, wait. They seemed to have the same taste...

Hee, he's kinda cute.

Shut up, we're looking for the hollow.

Hey you know, if he just dyed his air black-

The hollow. The mission. Remember?

She remembered visiting Urahara Kisuke's shop.

"Oh, by the way," she turned back to look at him before she left the store, "I think my zanpakutou hates yours."

"Huh?"


A/N: Sodeno Shirayumi means "Sleeve of the white snow" and Shirayukihime Princess Snow white. As for Benihime (Crimson Princess), I couldn't think of another female-ish zanpakutou at the moment (though I considered suzumebachi or Yumichika's). I doubt either of the swords have this kind of messed up personality though.

And thanks Seeker of the Soul, the only dialect I knew the name of was kansai, haha, but I can't really distinguish it. XD