Just Want to remind you people that Kurohime is owned by me. Holy Moly, I sound like pimp o_O
I spun around, my hand rested on my katana. What a relief it was when I saw it was only Sosuke Aizen. "Pardon me for intruding on your privacy, Hinamoto-taicho. But I have some papers that must be delivered to Soi Fon-fukutaicho. Do you know where she is?"
"Just give them to me and I'll hand to her later. So if you'll excuse me, I'll get back to what I was doing, Aizen-fukutaicho." He handed me the stack of papers and bowed. Then he exited my sanctuary and at what good haste too. I would have ripped him to shreds if he had stayed any longer.
"Why be so tempearmental, Hime-san. You're a captain, you could have just told him to get out," said Shirobarakaze
"And risk my flute. I do not approve of that idea."
"I've just returned from a conference with one of your colleagues and you don't bother giving me a proper greeting. How rude, Hime-san."
"You what!? Who did you decide to have a "conference" with, Shirobara?"
"Which captain do you know best? And besides I have a very good reason to talk to him."
I dawned on me who she talked to, but right now that little detail was minor compared to now that I was being suffocated by a certain fukutaicho. "Hime-chan! What are you doing here? Ohh look you made a flute! Can you play me, please!" I could feel my ribs bending and I was running out of air. "J-just let m-me go first, M-matsumoto-fuk-kutaicho. The death grip around me weakened and I pulled myself out before it restrained me again.
My flute was shoved to my mouth and I almost took a bite out of it. I looked up at the busty blond and she gave an encouraging smile. With a sigh, I raised it to my lips and played a tune. It was meant to be light-hearted, but to me it sounded as a lonely sound. Hollow and desperate, just like me. And just like before, I blanked out on everything and allowed me to sucked into the melody.
A swirl of colorful pictures surrounded me and I was once back in Rukongai with my family. A girl with golden hair ran up to me with flowers and a wreath. Following her was a furry gray cat with flowers woven into its fur. I smiled and another note was ripped through me. Another picture of a tall, elegant woman hand me a platter of sushi. The defining note echoed through my head.
The world was nothing to me now, all it was a collection of memories and I was reliving every moment as the notes flew into the sky. The climax wasn't like the last one. This one was more complicated and soulful. The sound of mourning and laughter was mixed into it and a shrill note rang throughout the Seireitei.
***
Toshiro had finally found Matsumoto and Kurohime in a secluded garden somewhere in Squad 2 barracks. The sound of a lone flute had reached his ears and it was deafening. Matsumoto was standing still in front of the girl and he could see a look of hurt on the younger one's face.
He could see Kurohime's finger flit all over the flute as she continued playing. A sudden image of Kurohime's Shirobarakaze appeared in his head as she said "Stop her, now." But how could he when he anchored down to the very ground he was standing. The sound grew faster and higher to the point where it might shatter glass. A shrill pitch sang its story to the sky and it ended.
Kurohime's eyes fluttered open and she widened her eyes at the sight at him then narrowed them to the point where they look like angry, red slits. Then she shunpoed away to somwhere else. Matsumoto's hand was stretched out towards the girl, but it was too late. She was gone. His busty fukutaicho turned around and crashed into him.
He was still seeing stars when his fukutaicho had picked him up. "Taicho, what are you doing here? Were you going to see Hime-taicho?" He brushed away the hand that was still on his shoulder and walked away. "Taicho, what is going on with you and Kurohime-chan?" He continued to walk and said "Shouldn't you be at the office, finishing paperwork, Matsumoto?" She disappeared before he could say another word.
She wasn't at her office, which was pretty obvious and her room was probably deserted. When he was near the Squad 2 hot springs, he could see someone's figure behind the screen. He was blushing furiously since he knew it was female, but he was pretty sure it was Hinamoto. So he waited until she came out.
Sure enough it was her (in a towel, thank god). "Hitsuguya-taicho, might I say that it is rude to intrude on a woman's privacy? Surely someone must have taught you that." He turned away from her direction with a mix of embarrassment and shame.
"I have no idea how you can stay calm after witnessing that," said Hyorinmaru.
She crossed her arms across her chest and smirked. Toshiro could feel a nosebleed threatening to spill as he was trying to avoid staring at her. She spun around and walked towards her room. "Follow me, Hitsuguya-taicho"
When they got there, a shocking sight had beheld them. Kurohime's screen doors were slashed to shreds and inside was splattered with . . . blood (?), and her uniform and futon was slash to pieces, except her haori. She went into the room and he heard "Oh dear, I've feared this since I got here." She gave a dry laugh and turned around to face him. She put on the haori to cover herself, even though there was no obi to hold the thing together and paraded down the barracks.
This attracted many soul reapers, especially the men. In the center of the crowd was her third seat. She walked up to the man and gave him a round-house kick in the stomach which sent him flying into a tree, then she casually walked up to him and smiled. "You naïve fool. If you thought you can get away with this, you've failed. Your reiatsu is currently polluting my room. If I were you, I'd stay away from me for a couple of days, more or less." She then pointed at two soul reapers standing close by. "Take him to Squad 4. I have no energy left to deal with idiots like him." They nodded and started to drag him to Unohana-taicho. She sighed and shrugged. "I hate having to hurt people."
***
With nothing to wear but my haori and a towel, I felt like a freakshow. Whenever I walked past someone, they would ogle me until I noticed they were doing so. Right now, I had a problem on my hands. Where would I sleep tonight? I debated this with myself and quickly ruled out the possibility of the Omeitskido barracks because it was too crowded. People thought the Omeitskidos had everything, but they didn't. I usually have to share a futon with two or three people and I was very uncomfortable doing that and as commander, my personal squad had to spend the night watching me sleep instead of sleeping themselves and I did not want this for them.
Soi Fon was also out because I don't want to spend the night at my fukutaicho's listening to her curse at Yoruichi-sama's name while I slept. I toyed with the idea of the office until I felt a slight tap on my shoulder. I had forgotten Hitsuguya-taicho was still there and there he was like a torch with white hair. "You can stay my barracks if you want, Hinamoto-taicho." Shirobara gave a small laugh until my sudden change in attitude shut her up.
I thought he meant at a different room at his barracks, but I was sadly mistaken. He told me that all the rooms were filled up at the moment and the only place I could stay at was his room. Shirobarakaze laughed out loud at this and this time she couldn't stop. I couldn't blame her because I reddened slightly at this.
My mind said HELL NO, but somehow the answer that came out was yes, I'll be delighted to. Later I found out it was Shirobara's doing and I had to go through with it or the thought she implanted in the captain's mind would come into fruitation meaning disatrous. So here I was, lying in a spare futon next Hitsuguya-taicho's, trying to predict the outcome of tonight while he took a shower. My sleeping garments were short, meaning it reached a little above my knees and the whole room stank of ink, and those were only two of the many complaints I had. I didn't hear Toshiro get out of the shower, neither did I see I see him loom over me with a cup of tea in his hand. I was irked but that wore away when I saw what he was wearing. WHICH WAS NOTHING except for his hakama pants.
"Oh my, Hime-san. I can get use to seeing that," teased Shirobara.
I couldn't help but blush. So the rumors were true. His fangirls had always gushed over how he looked and I couldn't blame them. He was thin, but not too thin and he had muscular arms and a supposedly firm chest. I was speechless and my mouth was probably hanging open like a moron. "Why are you staring at my chest, Hime-san?" My mind cracked at the pressure of coming up with a retort and I cursed myself for not having to choose Soi Fon. My retort was this, "Why, I have no idea what you are talking about, Hitsuguya-taicho. But if anyone was looking at your chest, it is because you are forcing it upon the world." Inside, I was frantically trying to contact Shirobarakaze, but she wasn't there.
***
Toshiro was surprised at Kurohime's reaction. He had thought she was more in control of herself and therefore would not act like one of his fangirls. He was mistaken because Kurohime was staring at him like an exotic animal, though her response was logical enough to pass as sane.
"I have an idea that might get her to open up to that inner child. If you are willing to try . . ."
This was definitely not his Hyroinmaru talking, so it was probably Shirobarakaze. "Maybe, depending how it sounds like to me."
"It is very simple. Talk with her all night long. Who knows what you might find out . . ."
Hitsuguya was going to deny what he had just heard, but he had to admit she had a very good point. Kurohime was resting on her futon and looked like she was bored out of her mind. He went over and laid on his futon with bothering to go under the covers like Hinamoto. He noticed how she cringed at this. He wished that his ceiling were stars so he would at least have something to talk to her about. In candlelight, she was absolutely stunning. Her eyes were half closed in a sleepy, romantic way, her flawless pale complexion that would have taken any other girl years to achieve, and a figure that would have even made his fukutaicho green with envy.
"The moon was beautiful tonight, don't you think so too, Toshiro?" He looked at her incredously because what he heard was so faint he thought it might have been the wind. "Uh . . . yeah." She smiled slightly at this and he focused on her lips. They were a luscious, dark purple color that complimented her eyes which made her a dark beauty. "I thought it would be so much more awkward talking to you because the whole sharing a room thing, but it rather fun sleeping in another room instead of my own. This is very immature of me isn't it?"
"I don't think so. I would be a horrible host if I said something like that. I've always wondered why you are so quiet, Hime-san." She paused and then said "I've never liked attention and all the attention I've got so far are from people who loathe me or for all the wrong reasons. Since you asked a question, I want to know how you can keep your hair sticking up all day without using any hair products."
"What is this, boy? Random questions that help get rid of the awkwardness until you go to sleep? She is right next to you, do something," said Hyorinmaru.
Toshiro was on the verge of exploding on Hyorinmaru, but he kept it in for Hinamoto-chan's sake. She asked something about why his hair could defy gravity naturally and he honestly didn't know. Well maybe because he woke up and didn't comb his hair for years. "I have no clue how that could happen, Hime-san." She put her hand at the back of her head and crossed her legs.
When he tried to talk to her again, she didn't answer. So he peered over and saw she had fallen asleep. With a sigh, he blew the candle that was lying between them. Then he drifted to sleep next to Kurohime.
***
I woke early the next morning. Toshiro was still asleep, I couldn't help but look at him for a while. He is gorgoeus and he looked more childish when he was asleep because that cold expression he wears melts off when he is asleep (I meant adorable). I put on my haori and forgot that I stole one of his robes, but who cares. He has many and would not care if he was missing one, especially one that probably doesn't fit him anymore.
I quickly found out that you can't move as well in your sleeping garments then your uniform. So I used Shirobarakaze to cut a huge slit in the thin fabric. It was only mid-thigh and suddenly the whole squad stares at me like I've gone insane or something.
To complete the look, I found a pair of black boots that were thigh length and put them on. I needed shoes and I like to look stylish because it make me feel like I intimidate people. They were hard to walk in at first because of the heels, but then I got use to it and I can run in them. Shirobara was strapped into the white obi that held the robe together so I now had clothes that I could wear until I get another shihakushou.
Patrol was so much easier because now I could slam the sharp heel of my boots into a hollows mask and not get my uniform dirty. Once we got back, I decided to check on Toshiro to see if he woke up.
At first, he seemed to be surprised that I came back, then his mouth sort of dropped when he saw what I was wearing. Matsumoto-fukutaicho gushed at the new trend and announced that she was about to copy me. When Toshiro said no, she pouted and decided to add her own touch to my outfit. I almost fainted when she pulled my collar apart to reveal my cleavage.
I noticed Toshiro turned away when I adjust my robe back to what it was before Matsumoto tampered with it. I haven't had any breakfast and guessing from the grumble of Toshiro's stomach I guess he hadn't too. I offered to take Hitsuguya and Matsumoto to breakfast and Matsumoto had to drag Toshiro away from his paperwork literally so he could join us.
It was mostly brunch, but we didn't care. It was all delicious and I was happy that Toshiro stopped teasing about me being fat. Matsumoto was drinking sake and she was starting to slur. I didn't drink anything but jasmine tea, but you could see the anger coming off of Toshiro like waves, so I went outside to wait.
It was very loud, so I stood near a couple of trees until everything smoothed out. I found a black kitten near the hollow of the tree and I thought it wandered from its mother until I saw a silver cat lying in a puddle of red. This poor kitten, I thought, to lose one's mother so young and not even know it. It was mewing pitifully now, so it was hungry. I went up to a stand and asked for raw fish. The shopkeeper looked at me like I was rambling nonsense until he saw the little cat.
I waited back at the tree for Matsumoto and Toshiro while I watched the kitten eat. I wanted to take it back to my barracks, but the thought of yesterday made me uneasy. If someone can get into my room that easily, then this kitten might be killed in the cross-fire.
Something (or someone) fell on me. It was Matsumoto because I could smell all the sake that she drank from this distance. "What an adorable creature, Hime-san." So Toshiro was here too. I scooped up the kitten in my arms and started to run back to the Seireitei. Matsumoto and Toshiro were trying to catch up to me, but I didn't give a crap. The kitten purred loudly in my arms and I gave it a small laugh.
Hitsuguya finally caught up but he had to leave Matsumoto. He looked angry and amused at the same time that it contorted his face into something I can't describe. The kitten hissed when he came close and I picked it up and out it on his head. The kitten mewed and licked its paw. "Kurohime-chan, would you please take it off of me please."
I left it on his head anyways and he had to walk around with Shadow on his head all day or until I decide it was time to take her off. I spent all day at Hitsuguya's office helping him do paperwork. Shadow was sleeping on the couch and since Toshiro was afraid that she might rip the couch to shreds, she was sleeping on my haori on my lap. We were almost done when Matsumoto burst through door. "Taicho, what are you doing here in the office with Hime-chan?" I ignored this while Toshiro scolded his fukutaicho for being lazy. She ran out of the office with a small wave and a wink that was meant for me and Shadow slept through all that without even turning.
***
It was hours since Matsumoto showed up and he was almost done. Kurohime was sitting on the couch with her cat, finishing most of what he had. He wondered why she held on to the cat when she could just gave it Unohana-taicho. He was done with his paperwork so he went over to Hinamoto to help her. He almost sat on the sleeping cat and it awoke with hiss. She grinned deviously when the cat almost clawed his bottom off.
She picked up the cat and put it on her shoulder. Then they worked in silence until all of the papers were done. After they exited the office, she turned around and smirked. "Looks like I'm taller than you for the moment, Hitsuguya-taicho." He grimaced when he saw how high were her heels and thought what would happen if he snapped the heels off. She whirled around and walked away towards his room, her heels making clicking sound everytime they made contact with the floor.
Obviously, Kurohime gave some thought to where the cat will sleep because she put it in a cherry tree outside with her haori for warmth. Inside, she waited until Toshiro got out of the shower before she could take hers. The scent of flowers wafted through the room, smothering any scent of ink that previously occupied the place after she came out.
But she was careless. Kurohime slipped on her own garments that she tossed aside near the doorway to the bathroom. Toshiro was lying on his futon in his own thoughts when she fell on him. He almost yelled in shock when he felt a jolt of pain on his torso, but he shut up when he saw it was Kurohime. She getting up when she stopped and realized what had happened.
She was wearing a towel and nothing else and he had nothing on except his hakama pants. Her hands were placed on either side of him and to top it off she was on top of him. He could hear Hyorinmaru in his head trying to stop laughing and his eyes eventually found their way to her chest. She got off him after that and crossed her hands over her chest. "I apologize, Hitsuguya-taicho. I should have been more careful, uhhh . . ."
She retreated to the bathroom to gather herself and Hyorinmaru was nagging him about the usual she went over to the closet and pulled out the other futon. Toshiro got up to help her, but she refused. She layed down on it and said "Well, aren't you going to sleep, Toshiro?" She still had her arms crossed across her chest and she was wearing the same robe that she wore last night and today.
To lighten the mood, he decided to tease her. "So Hime-san, what made you decide to trip like that?" Her reaction was exactly what he hoped for. "I did not choose to trip, baka. It was merely an accident, you pervert." Toshiro was not happy about the pervert comment. "Like you said, you forced it upon the world, Hime-san. You can't blame me, I'm still a man."
She turned red and blurted "Man! What man? All I see is a boy with social problems and a tendency to look at a woman's chest." He flared up and retorted back,"You a woman? I don't think so. You are just a girl who grew too early." She cursed and leaned over. "Watch it, boy. I can kill you in the most painful ways and you can do nothing about it. I can do something so drastic that it will leave you speechless." He was puzzled by what she meant. "Like what, Hime-san? Have the cat scratch me to death?"
She made her point by crushing Toshiro into her bosom. "I learned this from your fukutaicho. If she knew how lethal this technique was, then imagine what would happen if she used it intentionally." He was blushing because her shirt was open just a bit and he was running out of air. But before he was going to pass out, her grip loosened and she pushed him off of her. "You should really think before you say things like that to a woman. It can offend her very much."
Toshiro was still gasping for air when he saw how close he was to Kurohime. They were practically touching and her lips were from his and getting closer with each second. "Good night, Hitsuguya-taicho."
Omake Theater
Hitsuguya: What the hell! You made her try to kill me!
Flames:Thats basically the point.
Hitsuguya:I meant I was going to die in the most humiliating way ever invented!
Flames:You know you liked it though. Its the first time Toshiro has ever been this close to woman thats not Matsumoto
Hitsuguya: Shut up! You're the one who made her this way and I have instincts like every one else and its Hitsuguya-taicho to you!
Flames:Ahhh, you did like it then. I wonder what would happen if I told Kurohime that you liked to see her in a towel
Kurohime:What did you say?
Hitsuguya and Flames:Nothing, just complimenting your hair.
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