"By the way," commented Shunsui nonchalantly, as he took a sip from his cup of sake, "have you been keeping up with your old man hobby and trimming your bonsai? 'Cos they look a bit dead to me."
Ukitake narrowed his eyes. Not because of the last comment (although that DID ruffle his feathers slightly; he watered those plants every day!), but because Shunsui had just said something that reminded him of a very evil someone...
"Who have you been talking to?" Ukitake questioned, a panicked tone his usually calm voice.
"Me."
Both Captains jumped at the voice that sounded like nails on a chalkboard. Shunsui glanced behind Ukitake, where a small shadow was towering over him, and grinned slightly. Ukitake, on the other hand, slowly turned around, and let out a not-too-manly whimper at the face that was looming over him. As quick as a rabbit, he shuffled backwards, stood up, and jumped out of the open window, shouting desperately "DON'T STRIP ME!"
Shunsui blinked. "What the hell...?"
"I honestly don't know what he's talking about," replied Soifon, a small smirk creeping up on her face.