Freeballing In Singlet

Fic: A (a) typical meeting of lieutenants

Title: A (a) typical meeting of lieutenants
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Renji, Rukia, containing all of the Gotei 13 + seats in three five Eleventh
Genre :
comedy Rating: green
Warnings: none
Notes: the very first fic written for this fandom, you have a little 'pity XD.

She should be a very important riunone of lieutenants to discuss strategies and related-c 'were Aizen and Ichimaru and Tousen to give headaches to heavy, clear set the vexed issue Arrancar-and, at least for a while, 'it was. More precisely, until someone had not pulled out of nowhere an unknown number of bottles of sake. It must have been
Matsumoto, Nanao or not remember exactly.
The fact is that this appearance was promptly followed by the entry by the official documents and the arrival of three five seats in the Eleventh Brigade, also appeared from nowhere. But they always appeared suddenly, when it was sake.

Renji Abarai grudgingly painfully rubbed her temples, while a burst of laughter at his right hand pierced his skull. He turned his eyes to see who would have to slice with his Zampakutou and found himself staring at the apocalyptic scene in which Kira and Hinamori were shooting bad things about their former masters now.
Still better than before, he thought the lieutenant of the Sixth Brigade, recalling the pathetic melodrama that gave birth to her two companions academy less than ten minutes earlier, a weeping on the shoulder of the other and the babbling of betrayed trust and nights of passionate sex and tenderness endlessly. Understandably, the latter spoken by Izuru Kira, who had continued to babble in tears, seeking comfort, at the Lieutenant Matsumoto, who had not calculated not smear, it was busy trying to attract the attention of Shuuhei Hisagi, which, however, was too busy trying to turn to draw the attention of Yumichika Ayasegawa Eleventh company. The latter was, however, unfortunately the lieutenant, too busy sucking the lips off the face of Ikkaku to notice anything was going on around him. He could get Ichigo saying that he had become the new captain of the First Brigade and that he would continue to explore the bowels of the esophagus peeled away, not bothering even to catch his breath.

Indeed Renji did not know if those two actually had real need to breathe, did not remember seeing them separated when they started, the first time unknown. She looked
watching Rukia, flushed to the drunk, laughing coarsely with Ooma and Nanao ... Ooma ... Lieutenant of the Second Brigade in short! That only capable of gorging on junk food.
Matsumoto joined the trio with a big grin on his face and a bottle of sake in hand, giving up Hisagi who had queued to Hinamori and Kira to mourn and curse-yet-i had to choose their captains. Definitely drunk Lieutenant of the tenth company tried to jump the Eleventh human entanglement, now coated the ground, stumbling in quite kimonos too untied the two, Caracalla for a few steps and stifling to the poor Nemu, who was there for the event, with its exorbitant tits. Finally arrived at its destination, blithely ignoring the bustle done.
Oh boys! What are you talking about? - Took an interest in relying on a Nanao liege very drunk as usual but only if he tried to say "A". He had the same strength of his captain.
-of intrigue! - Rukia tipped seriously in the face.
-words that say? - Illuminatasi asked the woman in the face, passing the sake to the new source of knowledge. But nothing said ...-
- Nanao, or rather mumbled-We were talking about secret intelligence of our captains integeeeeeeeeerrimi .-
-Secret? Come on now - look into the issue that continues to fill the glasses of the other three. Rukia stared at her for a moment before declaring strongly-Everyone has secrets, even those who are not believed capable .- and as he said it shifted his gaze on him, pinning him where he was, across the table .
Renji nearly smothered it with the new sip of sake, shifting gaze somewhere in the room and, despite having tried to contain his reaction, he knew he unquestionably flushed, but he blamed the excessive amount of alcohol ingested that day.
-My-captain began Oomaeda blankly fixed on his glass-liquid has a thing for cats. .- Blacks felt to specify-carpeted room has the plush cats blacks of all sizes, and sometimes I even caught a sleep-.-
With plush? -
-No, with a black cat , live
.- The three women looked at each other, wondering if they had to explain who exactly was the one that cat all over Seireitei that, apparently, still do not know.
-You should see her, crouches very close to the cat and look so happy in the face. It looks like a little girl, all right! - He continued, not noticing the half-embarrassed glances around him and the blush that was spreading like wildfire on the face of those who listened and, despite the hangover, he understood.
And while he continued to blather on and the blissful sighs purr, typical of the cast, he heard every night coming from the bedroom of his captain, silent dilated, becoming embarrassed.
-E 'so happy in that period .- murmured the lieutenant with eyes glistening with emotion. A chuckle broke the silence continued, and everyone turned to look at a decidedly Yumichika disheveled, his cheeks red as lips and eyes swollen with kisses liquid excitement and alcohol.
-Satisfied, Oomaeda. Your captain is absolutely, sexually satisfied! -
A series of puffs followed one another in the room, trying to hide the laughter that were pressing to come out by force, while Oomaeda Yumichika looked at and tried to process the words, it seems to him without effect, that what had just addressed. Of course, ended in a stalemate, and in five minutes flat each in the room pick up where left off, leaving the poor, drunk, second lieutenant in the brigade to make peace with its neurons survivors. When
Renji brought attention to the three women, Nanao was flat-spotted, without much ado, the love story of the most-watched Seireitei.
-I did order one hundred bouquets of white roses, before he remembered that his beloved Ukikakkio was allergic! I spent more than two hours behind his amorous delusions .- Nanao muttered, dragging the "c" and "s", snatching the bottle from the hand of Matsumoto and taking a long swig of sake from there directly .
-Well at least you do not hear them when ... copulate! Gods, I accepted the mission on earth as a blessing! No more "plan, so yes ... yes" or "God stronger! NO! No, this is too strong ... "e-
-Rukia, definitely prefer to avoid ... certain mental images ... if you do not mind .- churches Nanao, a finger raised to goad the thin chest.
Renji nodded vigorously, completely agree on that point, trying to swallow the sake with which he was choking again, and with which almost choked when Rukia let out some details of the visit too Ichigo's room at night. Renji
definitely would have preferred not to know anything about how to wail Ishida or their preferred position, it would be more than happy in fact. He could live a lifetime without these details and to die happy, but no! Rukia had to share his knowledge! What a generous girl ...
-And you? Abarai-kun? -
The red liquid met the eyes of Nanao, swaying dangerously on the spot.
-What are the secrets fate ... Arise ... dirty (!) perfettiiiiiissimo your captain? - was interested, spreading his arms to "perfect" to emphasize the concept, and swinging even more, holding it down with a look that was inquisitive to blows with drunk who was drowning in huge hours from now.
-Um ...- he said, drawing back instinctively-Se-Secret? Uh, no, I do not know the secrets of the Captain, I'm sorry. -Whispered, hoping to be believed. It probably would have really believed, if Rukia had not intervened.
-Evidently you're too busy kissing his ass to notice anything else! Tell me Renji: tastes good? -
The temptation to answer simply yes was really strong, but he knew that, despite the rivers of alcohol flowing, that would be simple syllable remained indelible in the minds of everyone, and would have disgraced him and Byakuya half a day, if not less. Therefore opted for a much lower-...- Um, but much safer, from his shaky point of view.
Unfortunately for him, those speeches have attracted the attention of others, and so the poor lieutenant Abarai found himself swamped with questions on the right and left, but the only ones which provide a minimum of attention were those of his old companion road. She, she knew that that she had seen anything more than a week before and did not say anything until then, now that she was giving him the third degree, and not so veiled.
All other interested parties had gradually given up the questions, overcome by the chaos of words to Rukia, more colorful, more intimate in the tone of voice was getting more and more detail to every suggestion.
-Lo Amo! - Renji yelled at the end, put their backs to the wall-I love him, okay? Happy now? -
His breath was the only audible sound in the eerie silence that surrounded them. Every pair of eyes in that room were fixed on him. Even Ikkaku and Yumichika were finally emerging from under the table, where they were already finished, and looked at him with eyes wide open and expressions more shocked that he had ever seen. Nor had said to love a Hollow and volerselo marry. Byakuya was much better than a Hollow, and heck!
-My brother is not very good with feelings .-
Kuchiki Rukia's voice was now calm, a note of sweetness mixed with the depths, even more softening his eyes and his soft smile. He does not know
-handle, and then they attract. It is much easier, much less painful
.- The silence continued to lord it among the fourteen people busy to listen more closely to all.
Byakuya-loved only one woman in his life and when it is died, a part of him died with her. And yet it flourished in the latter period, as the most beautiful cherry blossoms. There is a new light in his eyes, a light that I did not think I'd ever seen, and I could not understand the cause, until last week .-
Renji jumped just that hint, but no one who served the least attention.
-When I saw you, there on the futon, I understand. And when I saw you, so detached, so cold, I was dying, because I was terrified that ... I had the fear that you were just a story of no importance .-
His voice trailed off slowly that stumbled with the words, thoughts, until it became a whisper, almost in spite of all that echoed in the still air of the room.
For several minutes no one spoke, by coming to terms with the news not easy to assimilate. Then a little voice sounded almost terrifying to the child's ears red.
-tectonic? - Yachiru jumped over a couple of bodies jumping in the lap of Matsumoto-Aba-chan That means kissing ass Byaky? -
-Um ...- she answered, trying to gain time and shell looks help -Here is the rest of these, see ...-
-Ok, does nothing! I'll ask him .-
Yachiru jumped from its convenient location and went like lightning towards the door, opened it and walked out, calling loudly the commander of the Sixth Brigade.
Renji was dumbfounded for a moment, before recording what actually had told the little one and where it was heading to ask what .
Followed by eleven other containing three five more seats in the Eleventh Brigade, Renji Abarai is catapulted out of the room with wings on his feet and a clear idea of how it would be dead within a couple of hours, if not he immediately stopped the plague of a lieutenant.