Title: Meetings
Date: 14 October, 2009
Words: 615
Characters: Rangiku, Toshiro, Yamamoto, Choujirou, Soi Fong, Omaeda, Gin, Kira, Unohana, Isane, Hanataro, Aizen, Hinamori, Byakuya, Renji, Komamura, Iba, Kyouraku, Nanao, Tousen, Hisagi, Zaraki, Yachiru, Ikkaku, Yumichika, Twelfth Division, Nemu, Ukitake, Kiyone, Sentarou
Pairings: Rangiku & Toshiro, Byakuya & Yachiru, Ukitake & Soi Fong, Zaraki & Unohana, Gin & Aizen, Kyouraku & Nanao, Shuuhei & Renji, Kiyone & Sentarou.
Summary: Meetings. And why they're terrible for you.
Inspiration: Needed to write something, and I found the quote mentioned below. 8-)
Rating: PG to PG-13, depending on how well you catch onto the innuendos.

A/N: I gotta know if you all want me to post a few of my 'already written and just need cleaned up a bit' short fics in my Life's Questions fic, or as separate fics altogether. I have one that involves an M-rated diary thing, similar to the last "Matsumoto's Diary" I posted, also starring our fave two shinigami. Then I have a semi-serious Ikkaku and Yumichika (het-fic) that i want to post, but want to know your preference of where/how. And finally, I have another fic starring Yumi and Ikkaku, and two OC's (based on my Sims 2 Characters, believe it or not). The OC's are 'adopted' twin daughters of Soi and Juushiro, and I think I've made them realistic enough to not be offensive to anyone's "OMG! That was terrible!!" sense.

Anyway, if you all will give me a shout out, and let me know (you don't have to leave a review, a message or email (so long as you include why you're emailing and where I should know you from) will suffice for me). Any ideas are appreciated!

Happy Reading!!
-Rachel Noelle

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If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be 'meetings.' – Dave Barry

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Yamamoto droned on and on, going over budget reports or some other thing that made everyone else in the room seriously miserable. The meeting, called for "emergency" reasons (because apparently Yamamoto really didn't have anything better to do), had already lasted for three hours.

Ikkaku, Yumichika, Renji, Shuuhei, and Kira sat in a back corner of the First Division meeting hall, at a table, shooting spit balls at one another. Rangiku winced as she noticed Ikkaku taking one in the eye. Renji would pay for that later.

Choujirou, Yamamoto's own second-in-command, sat doodling and certainly not taking notes like a good secretary.

Soi Fong and Omaeda were arm wrestling. Soi was winning. How, Rangiku couldn't fathom, but she was. Probably threatened him with paperwork, or banning him from crackers or something.

Gin was sharing lecherous looks with Aizen, making Rangiku wonder how, in all her years of knowing him, she could have ever not noticed that he was gay… For some reason, that made his fox-like creepiness even creepier at the moment.

Unohana was passing notes with Zaraki, using Isane and Hanataro as messengers. Poor Hanataro looked ready to faint from either lack of sleep or fear; Rangiku couldn't decide which.

Hinamori looked torn between fawning over Aizen or Kira. The former being in a relationship with someone else, namely Gin, anyway, definitely seemed like a bad choice. Besides, Rangiku thought, Hinamori was dating Kira anyway…

Byakuya was… Well, not exactly being meeting appropriate with Yachiru… and glad to have Zaraki caught up in his own activities, Rangiku suspected.(1)

Komamura and Iba were having a rather loud whistling contest, to see who won. Sounded like the tune to "Dueling Banjos" to Rangiku. Who knew why they were otherwise being ignored, though?

Shunsui and Nanao were being their usual selves. Nanao playing hard-to-get, and Shunsui playing like he actually had to fight to get her. Ha! Everyone knew they were together. Rangiku wondered why they bothered playing their little games anymore…

Tousen sat alone, actually looking like he was the only person in the room paying any attention at all to the old man. Rangiku suspected that was simply because he was blind, and had his head turned to hear the things going on around him better.

Rangiku watched Zaraki scribble some kind of response to Unohana on a sheet of scrap paper. As Isane walked back to Unohana, undoubtedly catching a glimpse of the words, she blushed a deep red and looked downward as she waited for Unohana's response. She made certain to not look this time.

God only knew what the Twelfth Division guys were up to. Poor Nemu, Rangiku thought, she really needed a father who wasn't psycho.

Ukitake was mediating for Sentarou and Kiyone, while signing to Soi Fong. Rangiku quirked a brow, wondering what the talk was. When Hanataro (who apparently switched from playing message boy for Unohana and Zaraki to playing message boy for Ukitake and Soi) blushed, Rangiku understood. She knew those signs. Someone had a hot date tonight. From the looks of it, they'd be lucky to make it to a bed.

And, as for herself and Tōshirō… as long as he stayed sleeping with his head on her lap, she'd have plenty of time to finish his makeup and braiding his hair. Besides, she needed an excuse to spend the night, and a shower to help him wash up seemed a great excuse. She knew that's why he had allowed himself to sleep in the first place.

As she gazed about the room again, Rangiku mused to herself. No wonder the human race had never reached its full potential. They spent too damned much time in meetings.

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Notes:
(1): You went straight for "pedo-bear" Byakuya (as one reviewer puts it), didn't you? Shame, shame. Even if that was the intention. They could be drawing on the walls, or eating candy, blowing bubbles (I have a funny story for that if anyone wants to hear it, lol), anything besides paying attention and/or taking notes.

Hey, I don't judge you for being a perv. What kind of hypocrite do you think I am? 8-)