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A Shifting of Life	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > General Views: 20784 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: A Shifting of Life

Fandom: Bleach

Part: 14

Series: A Shifting World

Characters/Pairings: Ichigo, Ulquiorra, Kenpachi, a few OC's

Warnings: some talk about mean behavior

Word count: 1,042

AN: Girl talk, got to love it. *snickers* Anyways, I hope you enjoy this. I'm going back to writing and editing.

I hope you all enjoy this!

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Arriving quickly at the Eleventh Division, Ichigo and Ulquiorra allowed themselves to be lead to one of the meeting rooms, greeting some of the few females of the Eleventh that were waiting for them there. Arin had dark eyes and was a plain looking woman all things considered but she was also the youngest in looks despite being the oldest in actual age. She was also one of the strongest women in the division and was the head of the teaching part of the Eleventh.

Meaning she had a classroom that she kept up the education of the idiots of the division.

Her co-teacher was Riven, who had long blue hair and was kind of short in height who also worked in the kitchen. Mari was the head cook, had black hair and black eyes and was the youngest of the three women. She also taught the basics of sword play to the Division, working under Arin during those classes. The fourth woman was a blue eyed, black haired prep cook who was called Rinini.

Yumichika was also in the room, surrounded by piles of fabric samples, filling them up with long fingers. Kira was smiling happily in greeting before taking some of the fabric samples and making notes about them.

“So what’s crackin’?” Mari greeted, drawing out a smile from Ichigo, Ulquiorra nodding to her as they took a seat at the low table. Ulquiorra drew a pile of fabric towards himself and stroked his fingers over the softness there.

“Outside of learning a few things about Rukia that make me question her sanity, and talking with Byakuya earlier, nothing much,” Ichigo replied as she finished off her chocolate. She licked her fingers as everyone stared at her in interest. They could just tell that whatever she had learned was juicy.

“Oh? Please, share this information with us,” Arin purred as she put aside a bit of silk to the side. Ulquiorra smirked, a sub-vocal growl escaping him at the thought of what they had learned. But he was still enjoying the way that Ichigo was spreading the truth of Rukia’s bullshit around and getting it out faster than anything else.

“No, I’m sure that you don’t want to hear about Rukia’s little fuck over,” Ichigo sighed, effectively capturing everyone’s attention perfectly, even Yumichika paying full attention to her.

“I can not believe that I am actually going to say this, but do share this tidbit, Ichigo-chan,” Kira said, still fingering a piece of dark gold fabric as he smirked at the redhead.

Ichigo just raised an eyebrow at him as she crossed her legs on the pillow, taking the cup of tea offered to her. “I rather like that color myself. Yuzu has always said that I look good in that shade by the way,” she said as she sipped the tea that Rinini had poured for her, nodding to the piece of fabric in Kira’s hands. “Anyways, Rukia had seemingly forgotten to tell me about Byakuya-san’s offer to escort me to the festival that’s coming up. If it hadn’t been for Yoruichi-chan and Soi-Fon-san coming around to the training grounds, I wouldn’t have even been here with plans for lunch with Byakuya-san and a few friends before the festival,” she said. Her eyes sparkled as the five around her all sported looks of varying degrees of anger.

“So, you’re tellin’ us that the little priss didn’t tell ya about the latest invite?” Rinini asked, her voice a slow drawling roll.

“And it’s not the first time. She’s done the same with several other invitations before now,” Ulquiorra replied, drawing everyone’s eyes to him as he fingered a patch of white fabric. Ichigo snorted and started to through the fabrics with her companion, the other’s showing a promising look between them before they turned back to the fabric. They would watch the prissy bitch for the moment before they decided what to do with her.

“Tell me, Kira-kun, who is it that you’re meetin’ up with at the festival?” Rinini asked, changing the subject for the moment. The blond fukutaicho shrugged with a small smile on his lips as he placed a swatch of fabric to the side to look at later.

“I’m going to have lunch with Renji-kun, Shuuhei-kun, Baykuya-san, and now Ichigo-san before I’m to meet up with Shunsui-san and Jushiro-san for the actual festival. We’re planning on going to see the drummers before exploring the rest of the festival,” Kira replied with a light smile dancing on his lips.

“I’ve nearly forgotten that you’re now nearly exclusive with those two now days,” Arin teased him, getting a blush and a snort.

“It’s not like I don’t play with others, but they tend to keep me happy so it’s not often that I want to play with another person,” Kira said, waving a bit of fabric around.

“I forgot that you were with, such as it is, Shunsui-san and Jushiro-san since it’s not often you hang out with them in public,” Ichigo said, squinting at a length of fabric. Looking up at the sudden silence that surrounded her. “What? I can notice things about people and couples to. It’s not that surprising actually. So who is paying for this? Cause I had better not be getting a bill for all of this,” she warned. Yumichika smiled and patted her arm.

“Kenpachi has given us permission to use some budget money to spoil you with some new kimonos,” the pretty male assured their redheaded companion. He smiled a bit wider at the look on her face.

“Kenpachi actually approved of this? Really?” Ichigo asked slowly, getting nods from the five before her. Turning to Ulquiorra, she huffed out, “I think I need more chocolate to process this properly.”

“Don’t look at me. I don’t have any more chocolate on my person,” was the drawled reply, making her pout unhappily at the news.

“Fucking hell,” she muttered, making the other woman around her laugh and tease her about her sudden chocolate addiction. They laughed more when she drawled out that she had had the chocolate addiction for longer than she had been a chick.
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