The Curse called Kido - Ch. 1

Chapter 1: Girlfriend material?


''Stop staring at her, we all see that she's pretty, Yumi!'' Saya Kimue said walking in the room, seeing her Captain, Vice-Captain, 3rd  and 5th  seat sitting there and staring at one of the ryokas. Now all eyes were on the 11th  Division 6th seat woman.
''I didn't stare!'' Yumichika stated, his eyes still on the ryoka.
''You keep telling yourself...'' was all Saya replied.

Then there was silence. An uncomfortable silence, or at least that's how it must've felt for the human girl.
''Orihime, do you think he's alive?''
Finally, someone broke the silence. It was Ikkaku who glared at Orihime's back of head.
''I think he is.....no, I know he is. I can feel it.''

''Who, the kiddy who turned Ikkaku into a mummy?'' Saya asked, poking one of Ikkaku's many bandages and laughing when she saw the comical anger sign appearing on his forehead.
''Oh shut up, you would've been dead if you were fighting him!''

''Ch! So anyways, why did you ask for me Captain?'' She turned to her evilly grinning Captain. Most people would've died at the sight, but she couldn't care less. She was used to be around the Devil himself.

''Sense his reiatsu!'' Short and simple, so that's what she did. She was really good at sensing spiritual pressure in contrast to, well, pretty much everyone in her division.
After a few moments, she finally stated: ''About 7-9 miles north-East from here. Probably in a cave or something because it's not as present as it should be. Seems like he's training or something. Oh and by the way, North-East is THAT way!'' She jerked her head in the direction to make it clear to her Captain. He always lost his bearings, no matter where he wanted to go, and Yachiru, his Vice-Captain was certainly not a help.

With that being said, she turned around to leave, but felt a hand grabbing her wrist to make her stop.
''You and me in the dojo in fifteen minutes!'' He tried to make it sound like an order, but Ikkaku knew that he never had and never will be able to threaten her.

''I can't...'' She replied, disappointment in her voice ''Paperwork you know, Someone has to do it after all'' Looking over Ikkaku's shoulder to see the one's who should be doing it, she found the two chuckling at her comment.

Now she was the one with the comical anger sign on her forehead.
''Give me an hour and I'll be ready to kick your ass!''

''Ha, like that's gonna happen!'' He said, releasing her wrist. An hour was fine with him.
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Sitting in the Captain's office, a pile of papers in front of her almost as high as herself, she just couldn't help but groan loudly. Then she slammed her head on the wooden desk. And then again. And again, just to make sure.
Just as she prepared herself for the next slam she could feel a familiar reiatsu. With a sudden movement her head shot high up, her eyes sparkling, and a smile playing around her mouth. It was him!
She then realized how stupid she acted, just because of a guy. She may have looked girly-ish with her dazzling purple eyes, her cherry-pink colored lips and her, well, rack. It couldn't quite match with Matsumoto's but it was still enough to make a man go crazy. The problem was her personality, the way she acted around people. She was rough, didn't have any manners at all and was nothing but a loudmouth. That's why she could survive in the 11th  division. And why guys wouldn't try to hit on her.

She tried to fix her Shinigami robe as a knock could be heard.
''Do come in!'' She said, trying to sound loveable, but realized her major failure.

The door slid open, and the man with 69 tattooed on his cheek, the man with three scars across his right eye, the man with the dark spiked hair and the piercing eyes walked in. In other words, it was the man of her dreams.

''Where's your Captain? I wanted to know if your report for the 9th  division is done.''  He stated as he was walking towards the huge desk.

'Oh damn, I bet he can see my heart beating through my chest...and since when am I actually standing?!' That's all that ran through her mind.

She scratched the back of her head, histerically laughing before she was even able to answer.

''Good morning, Hisagi-fukutaichou! My Captain's....well, uhm....anyways, let me just get your report.''  She looked at his face to see a response, but only figured that he hadn't looked at her at all. So much for her heart beating through her chest.

That's when it hit her yet again. Right, she was a member of the most hated division in all Seireitei. And he was Vice-Captain of the division that didn't get along with hers at all. And besides, she surely was not his type. She lacked the long hair, the elegance and the behaviour of a true woman.

She sighed as she finally found the report Hisagi had asked for.
''There you go!'' This time she didn't look at him, because she knew he wasn't even paying attention to her.

''Thank you.'' was all he said as he left the 11th division again.
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The first she was feeling was sadness. She was sad because she couldn't impress him. Than she got angry. Really angry. He didn't even give her a chance. He didn't even consider her worth a look.

It was already ten minutes that he had left and she was still standing in the exact same spot that she was when he left. She didn't move, not even a bit. She just stood there, staring at the closed door, clenching her fists.

She was in that mood again. And there was only one way to handle that mood. She stormed out of the office, and walked straight to the dojo. She knew he would already be there, getting warmed up by fighting other division members.

As soon as she arrived she took one of the wooden swords and ran towards the guy that was closest to her. It happened to be an unseated member that was knocked out by just her first strike.
That was the moment when the whole division stopped at doing what they did, and it felt like the whole Seireitei, including the Rukongai just went silent and stared at her.

''Where the heck are you?!!!''

''Right here missy.'' The bald headed man walked past the still terrified crowd towards Saya.
''What happened Saya-cha-'' was all he could ask before the wooden sword in her hand hit him hard on his left shoulder.
She hated Ikkaku. She hated him because he could read her like an open book. He knew something bad or at least unpleasant happened that made her that angry.
But now wasn't the time to talk, and Ikkaku knew that very well. So he just dodged almost every attack of her, but didn't attack her. That would have pissed her off even more. And you just don't piss off a girl when she's in that mood.

An hour later, she was lying on the dojo floor. Exhausted would be an understatement. She heard a little 'plomp' close to her and, opening her eyes, she saw Ikkaku sitting right next to her heavy-breathing body. She looked around and found no one else in the dojo anymore. Only the two of them.

''You don't have to tell me what happened if you don't want to. But if you want to, I'll listen.'' He didn't look at her, he just stared right into nothing. ''And I won't laugh.'', he added just to make sure she didn't have to be embarassed, no matter what was wrong.

He wouldn't have said that if there were still other people there, but since they were alone he wasn't afraid to show his soft side. He only showed it to her and Yumichika, because they were the only people he would truly trust.

She sat up and looked at his face. She could see the concern in his eyes even though he was still staring at something very interesting and....see-through.

''I....it's just.....I don't know how to put it.'' Her hand went to the back of her head, scratching it nervously.

''Just put it as it is.''

''Well, okay. But promise you'll be honest with me. And no laughing! And no telling other people!''

He turned his head to face her and looked intensively into her eyes. ''Promise.''

''Okay....uhm, really, if you laugh I'll kill you right here! So....I was just wondering...Do you think I am attractive?''

He jerked his head to the side, looked for the right words and then replied: ''Of course you are. You have a pretty face and a sexy body, not to mention the obvious.'' His eyes wandered down to her chest as he was saying the last words.

''That's not exactly what i meant, but thank you.'' Saya said with a pervy smile and – contrary to the smile – a huge blush all over her face. ''I mean, do you think I'm girlfriend material?''

He didn't reply to that, he only turned his head away from her and towards the see-through awesomeness right in front of him.
''If he can't see that for himself, he's not even worth it.''

''Huh?''

''Well, you wouldn't ask if there wasn't that 'special someone' you're interested in. So, who is it?''

The blush from moments ago returned in all its glory and redness. ''He's.....you don't know him.''

''How do you know that I don't? Anyways, if he hurts you, kill him. If you can't, I'll do it.''
Wise man Ikkaku had spoken. Saya couldn't help but chuckle at Ikkaku's stern expression.
''Yes, sir!'' she said, saluting to him. This made him chuckle as well.