"H-hoshi, d-do you need a-anything?" Hanataro asked, breaking the awkward silence.
"Now that ya mention it," Hoshi mused. "I'm starving."
"R-right." Hanataro hurried out of the tense room.
Yumichika cleared his throat. "I don't think you've noticed….but the 4th and 11th divisions don't like each other."
"Why?" Hoshi asked simply, not understanding.
"The 4th division is weak." Ikkaku put simply.
"The 4th division is the medic division, they're the ones that'll save your ass when you half dead." Hoshi frowned. "How can the fighting division and medic divisions not be close with the way squad 11 goes on trying to kill everything that moves?"
"A-are you actually defending those weaklings?!" Ikkaku yelled wide eyed.
"Yep." Hoshi smirked. "Shit has happened to me, and to make a long story short, out of the very few people I actually have an ounce of respect for are doctors, and any kinda medic."
The squad 11 men, and even Yachiru were shocked by this revelation. "…..I'm going to say this slowly… Stop. Starring. At. Me…" Hoshi seethed. "Or else I will kick your asses!" Hoshi sat up quickly from her rage. "Ah!" Hoshi fell back down.
Hanatato walked in the side door with a tray of food. "Hoshi-san, please don't move around too much." He instructed her, placing the tray on the nightstand beside Hoshi's bed. Hoshi grabbed the try and smiled at the food he'd brought her, she loved congee. (congee: rice porridge, its better then it sounds)
"Okay." Hoshi sighed. "But only if you knock it off with the formalities."
"A-all right, Hoshi." Hanataro stuttered, nervous with division 11's captain, vice-captain, 3rd and 5th seats there.
Hoshi laughed a bit grabbed the spoon. Then Kenpachi noticed something.
"Are those my bells?" his eyes narrowed at the series of bells tied into Hoshi's black hair.
"Your bells?" Hoshi smirked. "No. Not any more, I won 'em fair and square. Not my fault you were too slow to dodge." Hoshi flipped the lock of hair the bells were tied to causing them to tinkle, taunting Kenpachi.
"Don't try me kid." Kenpachi growled. "I don't gotta lot of patience."
Hoshi's grin widened and she giggled for a second. "You shoulda seen the look on your face when I cut the first bell off!"
Ikkaku and Yumichika backed away a few steeps. "Hanataro, you give her too much medication or something!?" Ikkaku asked fearfully.
Hanataro inched away as well. "N-no."
Yachiru, on the other hand was smiling cutely still sitting beside Hoshi. "YEY! Oshi-hime made Ken-chan really happy!"
Hoshi smiled at her vice-captain and ruffled her pink hair. "Ditto. I haven't ever had that much fun."
Ikkaku, Yumichika, and Hanataro backed away again. "You sure you didn't give her too much medication?" Yumichika asked. Hanataro nodded violently, causing him to become extremely dizzy.
Yachiru then stood abruptly. "Oshi-hime needs to get better soon, so Ken-chan can fight you again!"
Unfortunately Yachiru stepped on Hoshi's ribs when she jumped up. Hoshi winced painfully. "Mind not stepping on me?" Hoshi groaned.
"Oppsy." Yachiru giggled.
Kenpachi grabbed Yachiru off of Hoshi. Yumichika and Yachiru gave him a knowing look, "She can't get better if Yachiru breaks her ribs." He retorted.
Just then Unohana walked in. "Yes, that would be terrible."
"Captian!" Hanataro bowed.
"Hi Retsu." Hoshi waved, still rubbing her side.
Unohana smiled. "I see you're feeling better."
"Yeah," Hoshi smiled. "I bounce back pretty quick."
Unohana retuned the smile and sat beside her. "I'd like to check on how your injuries are healing."
"Alright." Hoshi turned her attention to her comrades. "You heard the lady, now get outta here."
Ikkaku and Yumichika didn't want to feel Hoshi's wrath, even though she was still incapacitated, and ran out the door, dragging a complaining Yachiru behind them. Kenpachi still stood, looking down at his new 4th seat.
"Kenpachi." Hoshi said sharply. "What did I say 'bout starring?"
Kenpachi smirked, and leaned forward so that he was looking her in the eyes. Hoshi moved back slightly, and Kenpachi's grin widened. "You're not in any condition to be talkin' like that to me, kid." He emphasized the name he knew she hated.
Hoshi glared back at her captain. "You're lucking I am, Captain." She shot back venomously.
Kenpachi chuckled and walked out. But not before adding. "You better get strong again soon, kid."
Hoshi glared at his retreating form, she was about to say something when. "Please, stay calm Hoshi." Unohana interjected before Hoshi got too worked up.
Hoshi let out a long sigh. "Right. Lets get this over with then."
Unohana nodded, and began to undress Hoshi's bandaged shoulder.
One week later Hoshi was released from the 4th division. Hoshi walked back to the 11th division barracks in high spirits, and Kenpachi's bells still tied to her hair. Kenpachi had come to her temporary room several times while she was healing, but she didn't really think much of it because Yachiru was always screaming something in her hyper sugar coated way and she figured Yachiru had dragged the bloodthirsty captain with her. The night before when Hoshi had told them that she would return to 11th division Yachiru ran around the room cheering her little pink head off, and Kenpachi had a pleased look on his face, despite his best efforts to keep his feeling concealed.
Flashback
"Guess what!" Hoshi smiled as the duo entered her temporary room in 4th division. "Retsu said I'm well enough to get back to work!"
Yachiru's face lit up brighter than the Vegas Strip. "YEY!!!! Oshi-hime's coming home!"
Yachiru bounced around the room like only Yachiru can, knocking over Hanataro several times. Kenpachi stood next to Hoshi, leaning against the wall watching his fuku-taichou go nuts, he couldn't help but smile a bit. "When you get to the barracks tomorrow," Kenpachi glanced down at Hoshi who was giggling at Yachiru swinging Hanataro around. "come straight to my office, got it kid?"
Hoshi glared up at him. "Quit calling me kid!"
He chuckled at her. "Whatever, kid." He grabbed Yachiru as she was about to pounce on Hoshi. "Lets go brat. Don't forget to come see me when you get back, kid."
Hoshi threw a vase at his retreating figure and succeeded in smashing it against his back.
End Flashback
Hoshi kicked open the door to the office. "Guess who's back!" she stepped into the room and then gasped. "What the hell happened here?!" Before her was a mountain of paperwork, it flooded over desks and scattered over the floor. There was so much that it looked like an avalanche.
Ikkaku lifted a pile of paper off the floor and placed it haphazardly on one of the less crowded desks. "Oh there you are. Zaraki taichou said you'd be coming back today."
Hoshi pulled her face long. "I can't believe it only took a week for all this to pile up." Hoshi picked up a piece of paper. The date on it was from last year. Hoshi's eye twitch slightly. "………..HOW LONG HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN SLACKING OFF!?!?!" Hoshi exploded, making another pile of paper fall to the ground.
Kenachi had been enjoying a nap at his desk and awoke abruptly. "Whats with all the racket?"
Hoshi wasn't paying attention to him, but instead was threatening Ikkaku and Yumichika. "And where'd all this come from anyway? I know it wasn't here my first day!"
Yumichika swallowed and backed up from the tip of Hoshi's sword. "We – uhhh- we hid it all in the closet."
Hoshi took a deep breath, picking up yet another piece of paper. "And you lazy bums havn't done any paper work for the last….THREE years because?!"
Ikkaku slowly slinked away from Hoshi and closer to his captain. "Because paperwork is boring." He whimpered, ducking behind Kenpachi.
Hoshi slammed her fists down on the wood of the desk, her reiatsu flaring. "Get outta the desk."
Kenpachi raised an eyebrow, and Yumichika and Ikkaku cowered in the background. "What?"
"You heard me." Hoshi said smoothly, with steal in her voice. "Get. Outta. The. Desk."
"And why should I?" Kenpachi stood smirking down at her fuming little form.
"If you want this avalanche of work done, and without your blood used as ink, you'll gimme the room I need to work." a seething Hoshi growled. Kenpachi smirked down at her, even sitting down he was taller than the small woman. "Are you gonna move, or just sit there decomposing?"
Kenpachi's grin grew wider as he grabbed both her wrists without warning and slammed her down on the desk so that she was on her back with her arms above her head. Meanwhile Ikkaku and Yumichika were scared out of their tiny minds. "You don't got must respect for authority do ya, kid?"
Hoshi struggled in his iron grip, scattering the papers across the floor as she did so. "Took ya long enough ta figure out, captain."
Kenpachi leaned down so that he was looking her upside down in the eye. "Ya know. You should take the position your in, into account when ya mouth off. It'll get ya in trouble one of these days." his tone held no anger or annoyance, it was purely sadistically playful and meant to annoy Hoshi.
Hoshi narrowed her eyes, then just as she was about to say something, probably sarcastic, Yachiru burst into the room.
"OSHI-HIME!!!" she cheered. Yachiru stopped in the middle of the room when she noticed the position Hoshi and Kenpachi were in. "Hey Ken-chan, whatcha doin' to Oshi-hime?"
This distracted Kenpachi for a second. And that was all it took for Hoshi to free her self. Hoshi then flash-stepped herself behind Kenpachi and literally kicked him out of his chair. "Oh he ain't doing anything." Hoshi smiled innocently, as Kenpachi landed on his feet across the room. "Isn't that right, Ikkaku, Feather-face?"
Ikkaku nodded like his life depended on it, because it probably did. Yumichika almost fainted then realized that she only made fun of him. "Wait a second. Why'd you only make fun-" he immediately stopped talking when he saw Hoshi's glare. "Never mind."
Hoshi smiled a little
and sat down. "You two." She said sorting through the papers.
"Make yourselves useful and find me some coffee."
Ikkaku looked at Yumichika who shrugged. "What's coffee?"
Hoshi's eyes went wide and she slowly put down a piece of paper on top of the small stack. "If you don't want to die," she glared at them cruelly. "you'll figure it out. And hurry the hell up, I wont be able to concentrate without it!"
The duo ran out of the room faster than either had ran before. Hoshi laughed slightly, and continued to work. Kenpachi was leaning on the opposite wall, watching as her pen scribbled on the various reports that were long over due. Yachiru hopped up on Hoshi's shoulder and flicked the bells that Hoshi had kept in her hair.
Hoshi didn't look up and continued to work. "So, I'm guessing that no one in the division actually does any paper work?"
"NOPE!" Yachiru giggled. "Ken-chan says it's a waste of time!"
"That so?" Hoshi glanced at Kenpachi, who grinned at her in return. "Well, guess I'm stuck with all this then. Good thing I work fast."
Meanwhile Ikkaku and Yumichika were running around like chickens with their heads cut off.
"Do you even know what it is?" Yumichika asked Ikkaku franticly.
"No!" Ikkaku yelled back. "But we'd better find some soon, ooooo Hoshi is going to murder us!"
Then Renji walked over to them, he had a day off and was board so he had taken a walk. "What are you two idiots freaking out over? And who's Hoshi?"
"Shut it Abarai!" Ikkaku fumed. Renji chuckled at them. "Its not funny! Hoshi'll have our skins if we don't find her some….umm..AHH what the hell's it called?"
"Coffee." Yumichika said, trying not to look nervous.
Renji was taken aback. "That stuff is disgusting."
"You know where to get some?!" Yumichika and Ikkaku asked at the same time.
"Ummm….yeah." Renji scratched the back of his head, and mused. "I had some when I was in the real world, the stuffs disgusting unless you put a lot of sugar in it. But I brought some back…Figured Captain Kuchiki would like it."
Yumichika looked at Renji with pleading eyes. "Please, our lives depend on it!"
Renji raised a tattooed eyebrow. "Why are you two so freaked out?"
"We got a new 4th seat." Ikkaku explained. "And she's a bit…well CRAZY!"
"Wait….there's a girl in the 11th division? Well she must be crazy to be in your division." Renji snickered. Ikkaku shot him a glare. "Alright, alright….Wait a sec' why're you afraid of her? I thought that you were big strong 11th division warriors." Renji teased.
"You'd be afraid of her too," Yumichika held his friend back as he tried to tackle the red hair shinigami. "she went head to head with Captain Zaraki on her first day in the division."
Renji's face blanched. "What?"
"You heard them, Pineapple-head." Hoshi was suddenly behind him, patented smirk on her face.
Ikkaku and Yumichika nearly jumped out of their socks. Well Ikkaku would have if he wore socks. Renji turned and just looked down skeptically at the short girl. "You're Hoshi?" Renji asked, sizing her up. This pretty little thing is the 11th division? No way.
"The one and only." Hoshi grinned slightly, while glaring at her squad mates. "And those two idiots were supposed to bring me some coffee seeing as I'm the only one willing to do any work."
Yumichika laughed nervously. "W-well, its not that simple Hoshi. We don't even know what coffee is."
Hoshi's eyes went wide. "Damnit." She swore. "Then how the hell do you manage to stay awake in the morning?" The men didn't answer her, and gave her a look that said 'its hard to stay awake?'. She glared at them. "I'm more of a night-owl. Mornings don't agree with me."
"Well," Renji said, scratching the back of his head. "I gave Captain a can of it from when I went to the real world. I guess you could ask him for it."
"Right," Hoshi smiled. "Ikkaku, Yumichika."
At the sound of their names they ran to the 6th division in the blink of an eye. "Its good to see people still fear me." Hoshi giggled at their retreating forms. "So, what's your name? Or should I just keep callin' you Pinapple-head?"
"Oh." Renji stood straighter. "I'm Renji Abarai, 6th division fuku-taichou."
"Hoshi Takaya, 11th division's 4th seat." Hoshi stuck out her hand for him to shake. "Well, I'm gonna head back, make sure cue-ball, and feather-face make it back soon. I don't go long without coffee before I get really pissed."
Hoshi walked back in the direction of her division, leavening a stunned Renji in her wake.
