Just Another Day in the Sereitei
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Category:
Bleach › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
9
Views:
1,638
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo and Shonen Jump. No money has been made from this story. Warning for swearing and Characters acting OOC. It will make sense eventually.
Kyoraku
Chapter 3: Kyoraku
Disclaimer: Bleach is owned by Tite Kubo and Shonen Jump. I am not making any money from this story.
Warning: Sorry more swearing!!Meanwhile in the 8th Division barracks…
“Where is that lazy, infuriating man hiding now” fumed Lieutenant Nanao Ise as she stalked into the 8th Division office. She stopped in the doorway, eyes wide in disbelief. There was her captain sitting behind his desk (did he even know he had a desk) doing PAPERWORK!” “Ah hello Nanao it about time you got here” he said as he franticly wrote. “There are a lot of things to do today. Could you file that pile of finished reports for me please?” “F-finished reports?” She glanced at the large pile he referred to. “Y-you finished ALL of these…by yourself?” He dropped another paper on top of the pile. Grabbing a new sheet he began to write. “As soon as I finish the paperwork I need to inspect the division, lead a training session…oh did someone paint the barracks yet?” “Huh?” “Paint the barracks?” “N-No”. “Well I guess I’ll just have to do that later also”. He started shaking his pen. He smacked it on the desk. Smack, smack, “damn it! Piece of shit pen” he flung the pen against the wall and began digging through his desk drawers. “Where the hell is another pen?” Nanao squeaked and hurried to her desk and grabbed another pen. “Here Captain”. “Thanks. Why don’t I have more pens?” Nanao stared at the captain. ’What the HECK is going on.’ “You normally do not need pens. You don’t usually do a lot of writing.” “Nonsense. Paperwork is important. Don’t you think?” He went back to writing franticly. “I need more pens…and lunch. Bring me some lunch. I’m much too busy to stop for lunch”. “S-sure thing”. She started to inch her way out off the room. “I’ll go get you a BIG BOX of pens and some lunch, ok” she said in a tone of voice reserved for scared children and rabid animals. “Thanks” he said not even looking up from his work. Nanao eased out of the room and hurried to the 4th Division. Her captain was obviously having a psychotic break down and needed help.