Freya: hello there, Bleach fan fic world! … I am riding this wave for the first time, so I hope that you won't be too hard on me. This drabble is prompted by the sheer lack of good GinBya fics in ff. I'm here to rectify that.
P.S. I'm not a master of kansai; so I decided not to confuse you/ humiliate myself further by trying to write Gin's speech. However, I will try to make them the least OOC as possible.
So it's with great pleasure that I present to you, the drabble set that may or may not continue…
The Seireitei Academy had endured much in its time; many a shinigami had passed through its walls and had caused more than his or her share of trouble that would haunt the school forever.
One of these pranksters is the Third Squad's Captain, Ichimaru Gin. Anyone who saw the fox faced taichou would have no trouble believing the rumors spread about him like wild fire. Of course, the taichou himself would not deny these accusations, only that he didn't do them alone.
"After all," –he said one day- "it's awfully hard to terrify students and prank them at the same time one would try to blow up the mess hall."
Yes, anyone would believe that Ichimaru Gin was the living-legendary prankster of Seireitei Academy.
Specially the Captain of the Sixth Squad, Kuchiki Byakuya.
"…Gin."
The familiar voice of his partner-in-crime awoke the sleeping shinigami-in-training, and he sat up to meet his 'guest'.
"Koniichiwa, Kuchiki-san. Lovely day, isn't it?" the smirk/smile on the young student's face belied the polite greeting, but the guest knew better.
Kuchiki Byakuya nodded, and sat down beside his classmate.
"The top of the Tower of Penance again? You do love sights, don't you Gin?" The young heir observed.
The silver-haired boy lay back down, arms crossed beneath his head.
"Maa ne, this is always the perfect spot for any viewing pleasure."
True enough to the two young boys' statements; they were seated atop the forbidden Tower of Penance, the prison of Seiteitei. Of course, it was, as they said, the perfect spot.
The Seireitei Academy was in plain sight.
"…So what class are we terrorizing today?" the onyx haired boy asked, looking out into the distance, which was inevitably covered by the Academy.
Gin's smile grew wider. (a/n: not really sure if that's possible in the anime, but they're just kids here so deal let's all pretend it can.)
"…the First Classroom, top floor, where the captain of the Fifth Squad is."
Byakuya nodded. The captain of the Fifth Squad was a brusque, almost military-like man, and he & Gin had heard a certain call to pranking such a man.
Then again, they had a call to prank almost anyone, so it didn't really matter.
"Materials?"
"All set. The explosion will be big enough to cause the students to panic, the Captain will take charge and soon, he will not emerge from the room, for he will be covered by at least five gallons of the special glue that you oh-so accidentally discovered one kidou class, and the lovely peacock feathers in the most beautiful shade of pink."
The two smirked.
Gin sat up and focused his gaze (???) on the said location, and putting a small box in front of Kuchiki heir.
"The honors, Kuchiki-san?"
Byakuya started to nod but stopped, and instead glared at Gin.
"May I remind you, Gin, that my name is Byakuya."
The silver-haired boy laughed, scratching the back of his head.
"Yare, yare… gomenasai, Byakuya. But don't you think that should have been the other way around?"
The heir continued to look at him in such a way that insinuated that Gin had called him by an improper name. Gin thought that he hadn't, and expected some sort of telling off, as always when he forgot his status as Byakuya's friend. He almost laughed.
"You know," –Byakuya mused suddenly, picking up the other boy's all too bony wrist-"…you have a very annoying habit of calling people by their rightful titles, even when you don't have to."
"Is it that annoying?" the paler of the two asked, hearing rather than seeing the small box open.
"…Sometimes. You are too polite for your own good, Gin."
The heir proceeded to put Gin's hand on the button that lay innocently inside the box, then place his own hand on top of it.
Gin looked this time, an almost questioning tilt to his smile.
Byakuya looked at him seriously, with a touch of impishness in his eyes.
"We'll have to fix that."
And he pressed his hand down, activating the explosion that would send the first classroom on the top floor of Seireitei Academy into a sticky panic, and the presiding observer, the Captain of the Fifth squad, into a world of pink plumed humiliation.
"…am I to understand that you two, Kuchiki Byakuya and Ichimaru Gin, had nothing to do with the explosion that was set off in Captain Takamura's observed class?"
The question came from the Captain of the First Squad, Yamamoto Genryuusai Shijikuni.
In front of him sat the two pranksters, looking as innocent as they once were.
It was Byakuya who spoke first.
"We were not even aware of Captain Takamura's prescence in that particular class, Yamajii, so how is it that we can be accused of such an act?" he asked, using the name his godfather had imprinted in his mind to refer to the captain.
Strangely enough, the captain didn't seem to mind.
"Kuchiki-san, we are not accusing you, merely questioning your whereabouts during the incident. Ichimaru-san, do you have anything to add?" he shifted his gaze to the silver-haired boy, raising an eyebrow as he did so.
"Nothing at all, Yamamoto Genryuusai Shijikuni-sama." Gin replied.
The stark difference between the two had shocked the First Squad Captain the first time he had called them.
Byakuya had the odd habit of referring to him with the name that his superior, the ex-First Squad Captain and Byakuya's godfather, had fixed for him. It was, as he said, too long for anyone to pronounce properly.
Plus Yamajii had a nice ring to it that made him sound like a nice old grandpa.
Gin, apparently, had no trouble calling him by his full name, and would have included his title as well if not for a direct request from himself that he drop the taichou business.
Terribly odd indeed.
Add to that the fact that they wore almost identical smirks during any catastrophe, and Yamamoto-taichou had the very difficult problem of pinning any prank on the two boys.
And here they were, magnificently denying the accusations, calm and collected and somewhat pleased.
If only looks could be held up in the Student Council Court.
The first squad taichou sighed.
"Very well boys. You may go back to your classes. You're dismissed."
Byakuya nodded and Gin bowed and with their goodbye's Yamamoto knew he would have more trouble to come in the future.
Byakuya said "Sayonara, Yamajii."
And Gin said "Sayonara, Yamamoto Genryuusai Shijikuni-sama."
Both exited on cue, leaving Yamamoto who was shaking his head.
"If those two rose up in ranks one day…"
The Fourth Squad quickly accommodated the Ninth Squad taichou, Tousen Kaname, and his Vice Captain, Hisagi Shuuhei, both of whom were in a less than perfect state.
The former was generously covered by a sort of sticky substance, which was not subject to Hisagi-fukutaichou's kidou attempts.
To top it all off, his taichou was covered with bright pink feathers, varying in size and position.
"I didn't know what was going until I noticed that the Taichou wasn't coming out of the classroom. I'd already sent the panicked students out, so when I went inside…"
"It's not your fault Hisagi-fukutaichou." The serene faced captain of the Fourth Squad said, as some of her squad members carried the very sticky Tousen into one of the operating rooms.
"Calm down and alert Shijikuni-taichou. It seems that some people decided to reminisce today."
Hisagi looked confused but nodded nonetheless, shunpo-ing to the First Squad.
Unohana-taichou looked at a glop of the sticky mess that had dripped off Tousen, and the ridiculous pink feather attached to it.
She smiled.
It looked like some people never changed.
At the top of the Tower of Penance, Kuchiki Byakuya and Ichimaru Gin sat, admiring the smoke that flowed through one of the classrooms on the top floor of Seireitei Academy.
"We should do this more often." The sixth squad taichou mused, almost happily.
"We're both busy though." The third squad taichou replied, his head on his hand.
The onyx haired taichou frowned, and looked at his companion.
The pair of hands that sat alternate each other atop a button in a small box lay still.
"We're doing this again tomorrow Gin, and that's final."
"You sound whiny."
"So what?"
"We both sound whiny."
"And I reiterate, so what?"
…
"…that Jigochou's heading for us."
"…Yamajii must have been notified."
"Kuchiki-taichou, we should leave."
Gin felt someone pinch his cheek. Hard. That was gonna leave a mark.
"How many times have I told you to call me by my proper name? Well, Gin?" Byakuya wore a slightly reprimanding look, as he continued to pull on Gin's cheek with his right hand.
"This is really nostalgic you know. And that's starting to sting a bit." The silver haired captain said, not really minding the fact that the Jigochou was now zeroing in on their location.
"Well?" the butterfly landed on their hands, Byakuya's left one and Gin's right, still over each other and the button in the box.
"Hai, hai. Byakuya." Gin couldn't help but smile a bit more, the expression on Byakuya's face was priceless.
"Good." The Kuchiki let an almost imperceptible smile onto his face, letting the Jigochou rest on the back of his hand.
…
"Abarai-kun's gonna worry about you."
"Hitsugaya-taichou will tell you off again."
…
"Yamamoto Genryuusai Shijikuni-sama's looking for us."
"Let the old man wait."
…
"You know, Soi Fon-taichou's looking a bit stressed lately."
"Yes, I believe she does."
…
"Same time, same place?" Byakuya looked at his companion. Both men were standing now, and the box had disappeared.
Gin nodded.
"Sure Byakuya."
The pair shunpo-ed (a/n: my grammar with Japanese is not good at all.) away, each towards a different direction, but with identical smirks on their faces.
Seireitei would rue the day they accepted the pair as Captains, and gave them more power to conceal than the pranksters they were before.
On that day, it would rain kidou-enforced glue and pink feathers, and whatever else they could come up with.
…
OWARI
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