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The Babysitters Club
Chapter 6: The Verdict
As the court prepared to reconvene with some of the lower level shinigami who were guarding the courtroom quietly cleaning up some of the rubble, Hitsugaya ascended to what was left of his podium and everyone else began to return to what was left of their seats.
"All right," started Hitsugaya. "Do we have everyone? Members of the jury? Prosecution? Defense? Bailiff—"
"What is this fuckin' trial about anyway?!" mumbled Kenpachi, ignoring Hitsugaya taking inventory of the courtroom, as he leaned lazily against the juror's box.
"Well, Kyouraku-taichou is being tried for 3 counts of rape," pointed out Ikkaku.
"What?!" Kenpachi said quizzically. "What do you mean, '3 counts of rape'?!"
"We've only been half listening, but apparently Kyouraku-taichou's being accused of taking advantage of lower ranking members of the Gotei 13," added Renji.
"Kyouraku? The fuckin' pansy? Are they fuckin' nuts or something'?! That guy couldn't rape someone—I mean who are they fuckin' kidding?! Where are the victims?"
"Over there," gestured Ikkaku with his zanpakutou to Nakata and Sakaki. "And two guys no less."
"Hey, those two look familiar," mumbled Kenpachi to himself, clearly trying hard to place the name with the face. "Wait, I thought you said there were 3 of them?"
"Yeah, well one of them was from 4-bantai and got himself killed in the line of duty. He was apparently attacked or something by a hollow. The other two—"
"Ken-chan," said Yachiru cheerfully.
"You always frickin' interrupt me!" shouted Ikkaku, pointing his zanpakutou at the tiny fukutaichou rather menacingly.
"Shut up, baldie," she retorted, sticking her tongue out at him. "Anyway, Ken-chan—"
"He's in our division!" exclaimed Kenpachi proudly, pointing at Nakata, and thus correctly identifying the muscleman.
"How did you know?!" said Ikkaku incredulously. "Taichou, no offense, but you never remember anyone below the 10th seat of our bantai."
"Huh? There was something weird about him when he entered our bantai," mumbled Kenpachi rather thoughtfully. "Though, I'm no so good with feeling out reiatsu and special abilities and whatnot…"
"Must be animal instinct," thought Byakuya miserably, feeling rather drained at the idiotic chatter that surrounded him, as he massaged one temple tenderly with his index finger.
"Ken-chan, Ken-chan," said Yachiru. "Did you know he's the one who wanted to stop his rapist by using his kidou—"
"WHAT?!" roared Kenpachi, springing into action and running over to the prosecution. "Hey you," he said to Nakata, picking him up by his uniform and glaring at him menacingly.
"Y-Y-Yes, Z-Z-Zaraki-t-t-taichou?" he said, trying hard to pretend that he was not afraid of the huge heavily scarred taichou with the eye-patch.
"Are you a kidou specialist?" roared Kenpachi, eyes flashing quite wildly.
"Yeah, why?"
The whole courtroom suddenly went silent. No one moved a muscle as Kenpachi turned away and suddenly without warning threw Nakata clear across the courtroom floor, causing him to make a new hole in Hitsugaya's podium, much to the white-haired shinigami's dismay.
"Excuse me, that is my—" started Aizawa.
"Shut up!" shouted Kenpachi, cutting off the prosecuting attorney, stomping towards the surprised lower shinigami. "Nakata, right, you said your name was?"
Nakata nodded fearfully.
"What?! I can't hear you! Speak up!"
"Yes—"
"Yes, what?"
"'Yes, Zaraki-taichou,' you fuckin' idiot," said Ikkaku, jumping down from the jurors' box and standing next to Kenpachi. "You're a disgrace to this bantai."
"What?" said Nakata picking himself up.
"Ikkaku!"
"Yes, taichou!"
"What is the motto of 11-bantai?"
"To lose is to die!"
"That's right. And do you know how we in 11-bantai settle our fights? With our fuckin' zanpakutou! None of this fuckin' kidou shit! If you've got a fuckin' problem, you take out your zanpakutou and settle it man-to-man. Settling your fights using kidou is for fuckin' wimps. Where's the fun when there are no battle scars left from the fight?! Unless you're a kidou master that can make blood gush out like pretty boy over here," Kenpachi said, motioning at Byakuya, who sniffed in indignation at being referred to in that manner. "Which I don't think you can—"
"Ken-chan, Ken-chan! Can you imagine; he wanted to use kidou against Kyouraku-taichou!" squealed Yachiru, enjoying getting Kenpachi all riled up.
"Hah! Are you fuckin' crazy?! You're a fuckin' fool if you want to challenge a taichou like Kyouraku with kidou. When did this guy enter our bantai?"
"A few months ago, s-s-sir," murmured Nakata.
"A few months and no one fuckin' caught that he was a kidou user?! Ikkaku!"
"My humblest apologies, taichou. Yumichika and I should have checked into it more carefully," bowed Ikkaku.
"And you were trying to press charges against Kyouraku for rape?!" shouted Kenpachi, diverting his attention back to Nakata. "Let me tell you something. No one from my bantai EVER gets raped. Especially not by a pink haori wearing pansy like Kyouraku! I don't owe him no loyalty, but just the thought—Don't you ever fuckin' embarrass me, this bantai, or your fellow members ever again! Do you understand?! The honor of 11-bantai ALWAYS comes first."
"Yes, sir," Nakata said quietly.
"Good, now let's go!"
"What? This is my courtroom—" started Hitsugaya.
"Yeah, yeah, it'll probably be more productive without my bantai involved," retorted Kenpachi, picking up Nakata by the collar. "Yachiru! Ikkaku! Where the hell is Yumichika?!"
"Who knows?" said Ikkaku, picking up his zanpakutou and following his taichou towards the massive hole in the wall.
"What about the victim?" asked Hitsugaya, as Kenpachi and his bantai were nearing the first hole they made in the wall.
Kenpachi looked at everyone in the courtroom in his trademark intimidating manner, pulled out his zanpakutou and slammed the hilt against the wall to produce another hole in the already collapsing courthouse. He then stared at Nakata.
"I hereby drop all charges!" squeaked Nakata.
"Excuse us!" Kenpachi said, walking through the new hole in the wall, taking his bantai with him.
"Great," sighed Hitsugaya. "Yamamoto is going to kill me for allowing Matsumoto to bring in the wrecking ball that destroyed the courtroom," he groaned to himself.
"I'm sorry!" screeched Sakaki. "I was being forced by—"
"Nemu!" cried a shrill familiar voice, interrupting the confession.
"Yes, Mayuri-sama," she replied emotionlessly, as she stood up to face the back of the courtroom. The 12-bantai taichou un-melted his camouflaged self from the back wall and walked towards the front of the courtroom.
"Come down here now!" The scary researcher grabbed Sakaki by one arm and nodded to Nemu to take the other.
"Don't tell me—" started Renji.
"That he's still—" continued Hinamori.
"Mad about—" filled Kira.
"The burners?!" said Soi Fon incredulously.
Sakaki was dragged out of the courtroom through the back doors kicking and screaming, "No…No…Somebody, help me! I'm sorry, taichou!..."
Hitsugaya sighed once more as everyone looked on. Clearing his throat, "Given the rather unusual circumstances of today's trial, mainly focusing on the fact that the one of the victims was unable to testify, another has dropped all charges, and the last one was dragged by force out of this courtroom, and not to mention that half the jury left—"
"Don't forget the fact that the courthouse is in shambles!" added Matsumoto cheerfully.
"Thank you, Matsumoto," Hitsugaya mumbled sarcastically.
"I am clearing Kyouraku-taichou of all charges—"
"Woo-hoo!" exclaimed Shunsui.
"However! However, Kyouraku-taichou must comply with the following terms and conditions to be acquitted of all charges."
"Sure anything you say!" he said happily, bringing out a bottle of sake.
"No alcohol in my courtroom until this court is dismissed." Shunsui sighed and tucked the bottle away. "Kyouraku-taichou, in exchange for being acquitted of all charges, must be under the supervision of Ise-fukutaichou. He is to live in the spare room in Ise-fukutaichou's apartment—"
"What?!" cried Nanao incredulously. "B-B-But—"
"And perform no less than 15 hours of community service per week under the instruction of Ise-fukutaichou—"
"What?!" cried Shunsui. "You mean I gotta do what she says even after work hours?!"
"For the grief you perpetually cause her. And, is prohibited from staying out past 11:00 pm for the next three months. If he violates these terms in any shape or form, his sentence will be prolonged 10 days for each violation. This court is now adjourned." Hitsugaya banged what was left of his gavel loudly and slumped into his chair.
To be continued…
Matsumoto: Whew, thank god that is all over.
Nanao: What do you mean "all over"?! I'm stuck living with THAT for the next three months, no thanks to your taichou!!!
Shunsui: Nanao-chan!
Byakuya: This seriously was just a waste of my time…
Hitsugaya: I am never volunteering for this ever again…
Matsumoto: I thought it was pretty fun…
Hitsugaya: That's because most of what went wrong in there was YOUR fault—
Matsumoto: Ooh, don't blame me…Yachiru-chan was just as bad. Anyway, next time, the after party and celebration. Guess who's got a new excuse to go out and party?
Hitsugaya: Matsumoto!!
Matsumoto: Ooh, here's my taichou being a poopie head again. Anyway, Chapter 7, The Epilogue. Don't miss it!!