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Different Shades of a Smile	By : BookMaggot Category: Bleach > General Views: 1460 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: None of Bleach do I own, nor do I make any money, I cannot reap what I not sown, so please do not sue me!

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Right, this one followed much the same theme as the previous one, but with a different character and different genre. My arch Nemesis: comedy -_-. I had a lot of fun writing it, it is by far NOT perfect, but I hope someone reads it and goes "Heh that wasn't entirely made out of bird poop"

As I said; arch nemesis Comedy.

But as always, enjoy let me know what you think and keep in mind these stories are one shots I wrote a long time ago. They are not perfect >_<

On with the story!

EDIT: Changed soifon's reaction to the broken vase, felt she was a little OOC :

Raymay: Lol, I was thinking of adding that to the story, but I thought it best to let the readers think up something. It always makes it more fun ^_^ As always I'm glad you liked ti Raymy, and I hope the next chapter is okay as well :)

Anise: It's hard NOT to like the guy, he's just so likable, which ironically is what this chapter is about XD The idea for Toshiro with a broken wrist was an scene that would not leave my head, and I'm glad you liked it! And you are soooo right Ukitake needs more luvin XD Enjoy the story! :)

Title: Nice Guy

Warning: None (lots of swearing though XD)

Characters: Soifon, Ukitake (no paring) and Shunsui (cameo)

... right after the reviews and title >_>

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Captain Ukitake of the 13th division was a nice guy.

Well that was an understatement. It was like saying Mayuri was a little off. It didn't even come close to covering that crazy bastard. But when all was said and done Ukitake would always be a nice, thoughtful, polite and considerate gentleman. That was not to say he was a stiff, far from it he and that oaf Kyoraku probably got into more trouble than all Captains combined.

But Ukitake never seemed to get angry or upset. He was just so nice, just so sweet, so perfect, happy, polite and content.

It made Soifon want to kill something.

Whenever he smiled or laughed, or apologized, or accepted apologies or opened the door for her, she felt every single cell in her body burn with the mad need to sink her blade into his eye just to hear him swear for once! The depressing part was he probably wouldn't even get angry! He’d probably apologize for something he hadn't even done!

Damn him!

The Captain's meeting had been over three hours ago, but it didn't do much to calm her down. Ukitake, noble Ukitake had decided to try and give a lighter sentence to a Mass Murderer. His reasoning? We didn't understand his motives. His motives, hos honest to god motives. The reasoning behind why he was a crazed lunatic with a sword, that was credible enough to give the idiot a lighter sentence. And to top it off, Yamamoto had agreed.

It made her blood boil.

Soifon took a deep breath, and started walking again, the Captain's meeting this morning had been a big headache, and now she was on her way to Unohana to deliver a report from a mission gone bad. The woman needed it for her records. Usually she sent someone else, but half of her crew was currently either out cold or lying in bed pretending to be out cold. She was pissed off, angry at them for screwing up a simple recon mission, and now she had to do their work.

They will suffer.

It was as she was turning a corner, her mind far away plotting her revenge, that she did not so much as bump as physically slam into something large and sharp. She hit the floor, papers scattering in every direction just as the sound of breaking porcelain clapped on the wooden floor. For a moment she stayed like that, staring up at the overhanging ceiling of the walkways, and slowly watched as the papers descended, bringing ample amounts of depression to settle on her head. Honestly could her life get any worse?

“Oh dear,” and it just got worse, “Are you alright?”

Captain Uki-fucking-take, just perfect.

There was a part of her that wanted to stand up and kick him the crotch. It was tempting and the swear that would follow would surely make her very happy, but she resisted. Kicking other Captain's was frowned upon, especially when it concerned Yamamoto's golden boy.

“Jushiro?” came Shunsui's voice, and her mood, if possible darkened even further, “Are you... oh, damn”

“I'm fine,” she said and ignored the hand he held out fer to take. She did not need his bloody help. She pushed herself up and quickly started picking up the papers. The very ones she'd spent over an hour trying to file in the right order.

“Your mothers vase,” Shunsui said, and the tone in his voice made her frown. It was only then that she saw the fragments of royal blue and gold strewn under the papers, “Oh Ju...”

His mother's vase? You've got to be fucking kidding me! What are the chances of this happening? What are they, honestly? Her guilt barely outweighed the anger, and she managed to calm herself down. This was probably worse than kicking him in the crotch. His mother's vase? She thought with a hopelessness she hadn't felt in years, that means it must be over a millennium old. And now it was her goddamned fault it was in tiny porcelain fragments in between her ruined paperwork. It made her feel just a little sick.

She sighed heavily and looked up at the older Captain, and wondering if there was anyway she could make it up to him. She'd never been a dramtic person, but she had honour, and she knew that even if it had been his fault, the damage was far too great to simply ignore. It had been accident, but she felt mostly responsible, especially since she couldn't stop wishing for his death since the Captain's Meeting this morning.

Jushiro's face was carved in marble and set with shock, still and motionless. And a new wash of guilt had her swallowing stiffly. For all he was, he was still only human, she realized. Filled with emotion and sadness and depression just like the rest of us. And this must be awful for him on some level. Like killing-his-brand-new-puppy-with-his-own-zanpakto-aweful.

But her kind thoughts dissipated into thin air when before her very eyes he had the audacity to blink and smile at her. Not a sad smile, oh no, a happy forgiving and accepting smile that would have Mother Theresa cry with envy.

She gaped at him, and then he said in that kind... “It's fine,” ...patient,... “It was just a vase,” ...considerate..., “I'm just relieved she didn't get hurt,”....and understanding voice, that drove her batshit CRAZY!

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” she yelled before she could stop herself.

Jushiro blinked at the out burst, a curious frown on his brow which only served to spur on her fury. She stood up, her anger bubbling and boiling and finally snapping into a whirlwind of maddened fury. She'd had enough. “To think that for two seconds I actually had sympathy for you!”

“I beg your pardon?”

She almost gagged.

“Always a gentlemen! I swear if you started coughing up edible rainbows and crystal butterflies I will actually peg it down to your insides being made of fucking candy! You are the friendliest, sweetest sonovabitch that has ever walked the earth, it is not fucking natural! Why can’t you be like everyone else and just be a dick from time to time? Is that so hard?”

“I am... sorry?” he apologized completely perplexed.

She blanched.

“You see? How does that not drive you crazy!?” She flung her hands up in a frustrated gesture, before pointing a finger right under his nose, he leaned back, his eyes crossing as he looked at the digit, ”Stop spewing around sickening amounts of vanilla coated joy, stop being nice, stop being understanding, stop not caring when people break your shit, stop caring for EVERYONE, and just ...” she took a deep breath, “Stop being such a fucking nice guy!”

She turned around and stormed away, leaving papers and a dumbstruck Ukitake in her wake. The silence that followed was deafening, and after a long moment Shunsui finally came to his senses and placed a hand on his shoulder. Jushiro started slightly and in a slight daze, turned to him, his eyes wide, “What just happened?”

“Ah…” Shunsui said nodding wisely, although still a little shell shocked, “A woman,” he said, “That’s what just happened,”

“Ah…” Jushiro echoed blinking, “I suddenly have much more sympathy for you my friend,”

And Shunsui laughed.

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This one was more a slapstic, but I had fun XD
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