Life is a gullible thing that we take just for granted…I own absolutely nothing except a broken pen and some sheets of paper.
Twisted and ForgottenChapter Two: Voodoo Dolls
"Why'd you go and provoke her?" Asked the shinigami who was treating him. Shuuhei cradling his bleeding and broken nose found out that his name was Ibarra Reigo. Unfortunately Shuuhei found out the hard way that fourth division soul reapers had the power and the time to lecture the Hell out of you.
"Why? It only means more work for us! Do you think we like our lives like this? Do you? Do you? While you go around killing people we get surrounded with the dead corpses! While you go around breaking bones it's us who has to go fix them! You'd be nowhere with out us!" Apparently Reigo was annoyed that he also had to go fix not only Shuuhei's arm but also his nose. Oh and perhaps the fact that his other patient ran away by ripping the chains out of the wall didn't help either.
"It's nod like I knuw…" Shuuhei made a sad attempt to say 'It's not like I knew'. You see it's harder to speak with a broken nose…
"WHY'D YOU THINK SHE'S CHAINED DOWN???"
"Well it's nod like I knuw she could rib out chains fromb walls!
"True I didn't know that either… Well next time don't do it again…" That was all the advice Reigo could give him when he pushed Shuuhei outside. Clearly he wasn't welcome…
Trust me I don't intend to…
XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXShuuhei walked into the first captain's office not looking happy at all. No not at all…
What the Hell does he want with me now?
As if reading his mind Yamamoto suddenly answered the question that was echoing in his mind. "I'm sticking you with a Shinigami that needs to be tamed… or at least teach her some manners… And yes you are quite capable of this."
Great! Now he wants me to go baby sit someone…"And just who am I supposed to be 'stuck' with?"
Yamamoto smiled while grimacing at the same time, "Well she doesn't know she's going to be 'stuck' with you and I think you might find a whole lot of information form her nickname which is 'Hellcat'…"
"And where is she?"
"She should be here soon…"
"SORRY I'M LATE!" And then a very disheveled shinigami with a hooded shihakushô
ran in, looking as if she had ran around the world and back five times at top speed.
Shuuhei stared… No today was definitely NOT his day… For there, standing in front of him was… THE ONE WHO BROKE HIS NOSE!!!
He took a good look at her this time because the last time she ran off before he decided to pay attention to her. She had dark wavy hair with two thick streaks bleach grey hair. Her tawny almond eyes accented not only her face but also her nickname as they danced around with curiosity. A sharp nose, a small mouth that smirked slightly, a pair of skeletal hands with long slender fingers and a zanpaku-to at the side of her slim waist. She also had a pair of silver cuffs on her thin wrists.
No doubt that they're gifts from the fourth company… Shuuhei thought dryly to himself.
He was restraining himself with a massive effort on confronting/ punching her at the moment. But then his manners kicked in, "Shuuhei Hisagi, Ninth company, pleased to meet you."
She looked at him up and down and then smiled sweetly, "Anjyl Komicana, Fear me…" She also had an evil glint in her eyes…
I see what Yamamoto meant in 'manners'…
"Anjyl you are going to be helping vice captain Hisagi with his duties such as… paperwork."
"I am?" Shuuhei checked her face… Yep the evil glint was still there.
"Yes you are."
"And why is that?" Shuuhei decided to cut in before this small argument turned into a war.
"Because you yourself were complaining about how you were sinking in paperwork."
And that was the end of that.
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"Remind me why I'm here again?" Anjyl asked at around two a.m. furiously filling out reports with a close to breaking pen.
"You're filling out paperwork because the first captain---" Shuuhei also scribbling down reports when he was cut off.
"---Is a bastard… I know." Anjyl suddenly looked in disgust at her hand. " Ugh… my hand feels like breaking off. Waitaminute… why'd the hell does a vice-captain have more paperwork than a captain?"
"What do you mean 'more'? You're not a captain now are you?"
"Yeah but Komamura tai-chou makes me do his paperwork so yeah…"
What the Hell? She's shows more respect to the seventh captain than the first?
"He makes you do his paper work?"
"Yeah, you got a problem with that?"
Shuuhei furrowed is brow as he stared at her in incredulity. "Who the Hell do you think you are?"
"Uh… I dunno… perhaps I'm ME!" She glared at him. By now Shuuhei was used to it being stuck in the same room as her for around ten hours.
"Okay let's set down some ground rules… I am a vice captain, you… are not… Now we will settle our differences seeing as I am higher ranking and you are getting on my nerves which is not a good thing."
"Higher ranking, my ass…" Anjyl muttered and then scowled as the pen in her hand snapped. "TOO HELL WITH THIS! I'm leaving for the moment so don't do anything stupid okay? Okay." She threw down the pen on the floor as she ran out of the paper filled room.
Don't do anything stupid? Who's watching who here?
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Shuuhei was losing hope fast. It had been two hours and he was still knee deep in paper and they were all due tomorrow. And it didn't help that Anjyl was still out.
Speak of the devil… there she is.
"Sorry, I was abducted by alien green men who demanded to stick drugs in me so I wouldn't tell the world about their hideously evil and horrendous secrets." Anjyl told him as she slid into her seat with a pen and started scrawling down things.
"… Was that the best excuse you could make? Because that sucked…"
"That was not an excuse… that was the truth…"
"And pigs fly."
"Do I detect sarcasm? And besides that was the truth well except maybe the alien green men were actually fourth company members… heh heh…"
"And just what are their 'hideously evil and horrendous secrets'?"
"That they go around abducting people, giving them unknown drugs, say it's perfectly safe when really it doesn't look or taste safe, and that they play with dolls."
"WHAT?"
"Yeah they give people drugs. Why is that so hard to believe?"
"No… the part about the dolls… Where the Hell did you get that from?"
"Oh… they play with voodoo dolls of the captain/ vice captains. The resemblance is freaky."
"WHAT THE HELL? WHY DO THEY DO THAT? AND WHATEVER GAVE THEM THAT IDEA?"
"They do that to 'vent' their anger and I think it they got it from their captain, Unohana."
"WHAT THE BEEP?"
"Well they don't have dolls of Isane or Unohana in their little collection but… You are definitely there so don't ask."
They continued to work quietly and then suddenly—
"Which doll is used the most?"
"Why? OH NO? YOU'RE NOT GOING TO START TOO?"
"NO! I'm just curious that's all."
"Well uh… let me think… I think it was either Aizen, Gin or Tousen… I mean those three did make them go through a lot of grief. No it was definitely Aizen."
Shuuhei stiffened slightly at the name of his former captain.
"Oh I forgot he was your captain right?"
"What do you think?"
"Okay… okay… no need to get touchy…" She said with a touch of hurt.
"Just shut up okay."
CRACK. She decked him in the nose again. Yes she had a nice calm sarcastic side to her but she also had her own violent deadly psychotic side as well. Shuuhei sighed as he stood up and left the room for another lecture from Hell.
"GO SCREW YOUR SELF!" She yelled after him.