Study Buddies! - Chapter 14
Title: Study Buddies!
Rating: T
Summary: The shinigami have to attend school while on their mission. Stupidity follows.
Disclaimer: I don't own a lot of things.
Gin was bored. Really bored. There wasn’t much to do in Hueco Mundo. He should have stayed in Soul Society. There, at least, he could mess with people. Especially Hitsugaya. He loved messing with the short captain. It was so much fun.
I could go and poke out Ulquiorra’s eye out again. It’s fun watchin’ it grow back. But…that’s not that fun anymore. Not to mention, he’s gotten good at avoiding me. How sad. Oh! I could always go to the livin’ world and see the others. Yes, that’s what I’ll do.
--Karakura High School--
Gin suppressed his reiatsu so that the shinigami wouldn’t sense him. He didn’t want to get caught before he had any fun. He could sense Ichigo’s reiatsu, and so…began to scale the building until he reached the proper floor. Conveniently, there was a window open, so he sat on the sill.
Oh goodie! It’s at the back of the room. If it was at the front, my fun’d be over already.
What are they doin’? Gin wondered as he leaned further into the classroom to see what was happening at the front.
A strange human boy was at the front of the class. He was making a lot of noise and waving his arms around dramatically.
The oldest person in the room waved her fist around and the young man stopped his waving and shouting. He looked at the teacher, who glared back. He then began to sing.
“Hm,” he said, his constant smile getting just a tad bit larger. He liked this song.
After a few minutes the boy stopped singing and ran, flailing his arms to the empty desk where he yelled something like, “Those are not my favorite things! I tell you, they are not!”
Gin found this boy to be quite amusing. A bell rang, momentarily surprising him, which caused the control of his reiatsu to slip.
Hitsugaya turned around quickly and made eye contact with Gin. “Ichimaru,” he said. Gin smiled and waved before jumping back down to the ground.
--Hueco Mundo--
Gin was happy. Not even Aizen looking at him in a disappointed manner could bring him down.
“Gin,” Aizen said, glancing at the silver haired shinigami.
“Yes,” said Gin with an innocent look on his face.
“You went to the living world. Why?”
“Cause I was bored. Ain’t like I did anything. Just went there to find somethin’ fun.”
“True. But still…please don’t go again.”
“Okay.”
--The Next Day--
Gin stared up at the ceiling of his room. He was sprawled across his bed, bored out of his mind, yet again.
What to do? Let’s see:
Poke out Ulquiorra’s eye: did already
Tease Grimmjaw cause he only got one arm now: did dat too
Draw on Tousen’s mask while he was sleeping: done. Wonder if any body told him he’s got pretty pictures on his mask?
Stare at Aizen: done
Mess with the other Arrancar: did, several times over
Done everythin’ already. ‘Cept…I could sing the song I learned yesterday.
How’d it go again?
And so he sang the following song:
“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad.”
Yes, that was fun. Now I ain’t bored anymore.
Wish I could go back to the livin’ world. It was fun. And I could learn a new song. Hmm…but Tousen probably wouldn’t like it an’ would come after me. Probably cut my arm off, like he did Grimmjaw. Then I couldn’t make fun of him.
Maybe I should go to the livin’ world just ta see Tousen’s reaction. That’d be worth it. Cause I liked to see him try an’ cut my arm off.
But…that’s another time. Right now…I feel like singing again. This time, I’ll…sing it to somebody! I know! Ulquiorra! Cause he always look like he need to be cheered up.
--Tousen--
“Um…Tousen-sama,” said a random Arrancar that wasn’t an Espada and of no importance to plot whatsoever.
“Yes, what is it?” he responded.
“Um…someone seems to have…drawn…on your eye mask, sir.”
“Wha! Who…Gin!”
Tousen rushed off to go and deal with the silver haired shinigami.
--Gin & Ulquiorra--
Gin swore he could have seen Ulquiorra’s mouth twitch upward. He was finally getting somewhere with the constantly sad Arrancar.
“Gin!” came Tousen’s voice from outside the room.
“Oh,” escaped his lips softly. Somebody told him about my loverly art work. Why is he so upset?
“Why did you draw on me!”
“I didn’t draw on you.”
“Yes, you did.”
“No, I drew on your mask. There’s a difference between ya and your mask.”
“You find this amusing, don’t you?”
“Of course.”
“W…”
“Tousen-sama, you should calm down. I’m sure it will come off easily,” said Ulquiorra.
Tousen looked at Ulquiorra, then turned around and left.
Gin also looked at Ulquiorra. Perhaps he ain’t so borin’ after all, since he stood up for me.
“I’m gonna go sing the song for Aizen now,” Gin said as he left the room. “Bye.”
“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens…”
Rating: T
Summary: The shinigami have to attend school while on their mission. Stupidity follows.
Disclaimer: I don't own a lot of things.
Gin was bored. Really bored. There wasn’t much to do in Hueco Mundo. He should have stayed in Soul Society. There, at least, he could mess with people. Especially Hitsugaya. He loved messing with the short captain. It was so much fun.
I could go and poke out Ulquiorra’s eye out again. It’s fun watchin’ it grow back. But…that’s not that fun anymore. Not to mention, he’s gotten good at avoiding me. How sad. Oh! I could always go to the livin’ world and see the others. Yes, that’s what I’ll do.
--Karakura High School--
Gin suppressed his reiatsu so that the shinigami wouldn’t sense him. He didn’t want to get caught before he had any fun. He could sense Ichigo’s reiatsu, and so…began to scale the building until he reached the proper floor. Conveniently, there was a window open, so he sat on the sill.
Oh goodie! It’s at the back of the room. If it was at the front, my fun’d be over already.
What are they doin’? Gin wondered as he leaned further into the classroom to see what was happening at the front.
A strange human boy was at the front of the class. He was making a lot of noise and waving his arms around dramatically.
The oldest person in the room waved her fist around and the young man stopped his waving and shouting. He looked at the teacher, who glared back. He then began to sing.
“Hm,” he said, his constant smile getting just a tad bit larger. He liked this song.
After a few minutes the boy stopped singing and ran, flailing his arms to the empty desk where he yelled something like, “Those are not my favorite things! I tell you, they are not!”
Gin found this boy to be quite amusing. A bell rang, momentarily surprising him, which caused the control of his reiatsu to slip.
Hitsugaya turned around quickly and made eye contact with Gin. “Ichimaru,” he said. Gin smiled and waved before jumping back down to the ground.
--Hueco Mundo--
Gin was happy. Not even Aizen looking at him in a disappointed manner could bring him down.
“Gin,” Aizen said, glancing at the silver haired shinigami.
“Yes,” said Gin with an innocent look on his face.
“You went to the living world. Why?”
“Cause I was bored. Ain’t like I did anything. Just went there to find somethin’ fun.”
“True. But still…please don’t go again.”
“Okay.”
--The Next Day--
Gin stared up at the ceiling of his room. He was sprawled across his bed, bored out of his mind, yet again.
What to do? Let’s see:
Poke out Ulquiorra’s eye: did already
Tease Grimmjaw cause he only got one arm now: did dat too
Draw on Tousen’s mask while he was sleeping: done. Wonder if any body told him he’s got pretty pictures on his mask?
Stare at Aizen: done
Mess with the other Arrancar: did, several times over
Done everythin’ already. ‘Cept…I could sing the song I learned yesterday.
How’d it go again?
And so he sang the following song:
“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad.”
Yes, that was fun. Now I ain’t bored anymore.
Wish I could go back to the livin’ world. It was fun. And I could learn a new song. Hmm…but Tousen probably wouldn’t like it an’ would come after me. Probably cut my arm off, like he did Grimmjaw. Then I couldn’t make fun of him.
Maybe I should go to the livin’ world just ta see Tousen’s reaction. That’d be worth it. Cause I liked to see him try an’ cut my arm off.
But…that’s another time. Right now…I feel like singing again. This time, I’ll…sing it to somebody! I know! Ulquiorra! Cause he always look like he need to be cheered up.
--Tousen--
“Um…Tousen-sama,” said a random Arrancar that wasn’t an Espada and of no importance to plot whatsoever.
“Yes, what is it?” he responded.
“Um…someone seems to have…drawn…on your eye mask, sir.”
“Wha! Who…Gin!”
Tousen rushed off to go and deal with the silver haired shinigami.
--Gin & Ulquiorra--
Gin swore he could have seen Ulquiorra’s mouth twitch upward. He was finally getting somewhere with the constantly sad Arrancar.
“Gin!” came Tousen’s voice from outside the room.
“Oh,” escaped his lips softly. Somebody told him about my loverly art work. Why is he so upset?
“Why did you draw on me!”
“I didn’t draw on you.”
“Yes, you did.”
“No, I drew on your mask. There’s a difference between ya and your mask.”
“You find this amusing, don’t you?”
“Of course.”
“W…”
“Tousen-sama, you should calm down. I’m sure it will come off easily,” said Ulquiorra.
Tousen looked at Ulquiorra, then turned around and left.
Gin also looked at Ulquiorra. Perhaps he ain’t so borin’ after all, since he stood up for me.
“I’m gonna go sing the song for Aizen now,” Gin said as he left the room. “Bye.”
“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens…”