I don't own Bleach our any of it's characters, Tite Kubo does.

Date Taizenkaze is my creation.

I'm proud of how much I've done already XP

Ch.7 Be Careful of What You Say and Do.

"Are you serious Abari?"

"Yeah I'm serious Ikkaku-san."

It was the next day in class. Renji was just finishing telling a returned Ikkaku, Yumechika, and Tōshirō about what happened the other day. Yumechika turned to Tōshirō, "What do you think we should do, Hitsugaya-taichou?"

"I'll report this to Soul Society later, for now lets just keep an eye on him." responded the pint-sized captain.

"How exactly do you plan to do that Hitsugaya-taichou?" asked Rangiku.

"What do you mean Matsumoto-san?" asked Yumechika. "We just need to keep an eye on him, right?"

"What I mean is, he will figure out that something is up."

"I don't see why this is such a big deal." commented Ichigo. The shinigami just stared at Oranged-haired representative. Ichigo froze under the combined glare. "I mean it's not like he's is causing trouble, right?"

"GOOD MORNING KUROSAKI-KUN!" yelled Orihime joyfully, skipping into the room.

"GOOD MORNING PEOPLE!" yelled Date, coming in behind Orihime.

"Wha! You again?" asked Ichigo.

"Oh. It's you." Orihime put a finger to her bottom lip. "Let me see. It's Date-kun, right?"

"Good job. You remembered my name! And you are Inoue-chan, right?" said Date smiling his fox-like grin while patting her on the head.

"Yes, that's right." said Orihime, smiling happily.

"HEY HEY! WHERE DO YOU GET OFF ACTING LIKE YOU'VE KNOWN HER FOREVER!" yelled a slightly jealous Keigo.

"It's ok, Keigo." Someone griped Keigo's shoulder causing him to yelp and turn around to see a red haired girl with red rimmed glasses.

"Chi…Chizuru-senpai?" Keigo squeaked in fright. Chizuru looked ready to kill.

"Nani? I sense Killing Intent, and it's directed to me." thought Date.

"I will kill the fool who dares to pat Orihime on the head like she was a dog!"

"Oh crap."

"Oi! Knock it off Chizuru!" said Tatsuki, smacking the red-haired lesbian on the back of the head. "Quit messing with the new kid."

"B..But.."

"NO BUTS! Besides, him patting Orihime on the head is not nearly as awful as what you 'TRY' to do to Orihime on a regular basis." taunted the dark-haired fighter.

"Great. Crazy Girls." thought a nervous Date, with an Anime Sweatdrop on he back of his head.

"Anyway, nice to meet you." said Taysuki, extending her hand out to the Green-haired newcomer, "I'm Arisawa Tatsuki."

"Date Taizenkaze." responded Date, returning the gesture.

"Well nice to meet ya, Date."

"Well...same here. Bye." said Date before scurying off away from the pshyco chicks. After a bit of "Dodge the Kids", Date got to his seat and set up his stuff.

"Oi" said a stern voice yet child-like voice.

"Huh? Who's calling?" asked the green-haired mop-top, looking around but not seeing anyone.

"Down...here..." growled the voice. Date looked down and saw a little kid with spiky white hair, who looked annoyed at something.

"Hmm? What's an elementary kid doing here?"

"Excuse me…" growled the now pissed off pint-sized shinigami, he even had an anime vein on his head. He grabbed Date by his tie pulled him down to eye-level. "I AM NOT AN ELEMENTARY KID!"

"Well sorry! How am I supposed to know your got left in the dryer to long!"

At this point Ikkaku couldn't help himself and just busted up laughing. "WHAHAHA! Man, this guy is just to much." Chuckled the bald shinigami. "Hey, Yumechika, how long to you wanna bet it will take before Hitsugaya-Taichou goes and freezes is ass. Haha." He laughed putting his arm around his friend.

"I don't know, Ikkaku." Responded the effeminate shinigami, running a hand across his Feather-Eyebrow.

"Shut-up Madarame." Yelled Hitsugaya, throwing a text book at the face of the laughing 3rd seat. The young prodigy then turned his icy glare back to the confused mop-top. "You are coming with use after school. Got it?"

"Fine, even though I don't feel like babysitting a kid."

"Why you…"

"That's enough T.K." said Matsumoto, walking up and putting a hand on Hitsugaya's head. "Stop messing with Hitsugaya-taichou."

"Ta…Tai…chou?" stuttered Date, staring at the white-haired captain. "Are you freaking kidding me, Matsu-chan! This 'Kid'," pointing at Hitsugaya, "is Happy Meal sized!" Hitsugaya twitched at the 'Kid' part.

Rukia turned to Ichigo. "Oi, Ichigo, what is a 'Happy Meal'?"

Ichigo closed his eyes and sighed. "I thought I already showed you and Renji before. It's what fast food places serve little kids." Ichigo opened his eyes. "Now I have a question for you guys. What's wrong with Toshiro?"

Everyone looked at Hitsugaya. In a split second Rukia and Renji were out the door and probably cowering in Ichigo's closet. Matsumoto, Ikkaku, and Yumechika just stood at the FAR end of the room. Hitsugaya was glowing with a blue arua, hand reaching for his Shinigami badge.

"Ichigo."

"Yeah, Taizenkaze?"

"I'm getting the felling we should run."

End Ch.7

Damn, looks like Date ain't making to many friends.

Sorry it took so long, damn high school and writers block. XP

RXR please!