Title: Haineko
Fandom: Bleach
Notes: Written for one of aviviavai's drawbles... pic forthcoming, hopefully.

"You're useless! You don't have any attacks! You don't do anything!" Frustrated, Rangiku threw the sword on the floor.

Despite being an inanimate piece of metal, she could distinctly feel it rolling its eyes at her. She picked it up, finally.

"I know you can't just tell me, but at least give me a hint," she pleaded. "Please, I have to get a numbered seat."

The sword remained stubbornly sword-like. But she got the impression of a mischievous child, ducking and running from one hiding place to the next.

"Honestly, talking to you is like trying to catch smoke—oh!"