Death of the Strawberry
Kuchiki Rukia slammed her hands down on Captain Ukitake's desk. "He what?"
"I think it would be best if you would perform his soul burial."
"That idiot!" She dug her fingers into the wood.
"I don't think it was his fault, Kuchiki. The officer patrolling the area didn't even notice… actually, I believe Ichigo-kun had to go find him, instead of…" Ukitake let his voice trail off as Kuchiki raged out of his office.
When the door had slammed behind her, he leaned over to examine the cracks spreading out from the new finger-grooves in his desk. And he smiled.
"I think it would be best if you would perform his soul burial."
"That idiot!" She dug her fingers into the wood.
"I don't think it was his fault, Kuchiki. The officer patrolling the area didn't even notice… actually, I believe Ichigo-kun had to go find him, instead of…" Ukitake let his voice trail off as Kuchiki raged out of his office.
When the door had slammed behind her, he leaned over to examine the cracks spreading out from the new finger-grooves in his desk. And he smiled.