The Most Boring 18 Hours of Your Life

“OOF!” the wind is neatly pushed from your lungs as two very familiar bodies tackle you to the ground, the busty body of Rangiku and the crimson haired Renji plowing you to the floor with happy cheers and loving kisses. Your face is peppered all over by random smooches, the feathery light touch of Rangiku and Renji’s lips covering your grinning features with impressions of their peachy pink lips, “Ha ha ha! It’s good to see you too girls!”

Standing up with a wide mouth smile you turn to the voluptuous and beautiful Kukaku-chan, your hand cupping her chin causing her to blush deeply as you speak, “Good morning my lovely Kukaku-chan, how are you?”

Kukaku’s response is to growl deeply, that passionate lustful glint sparking in her eyes once more as she pounces on you and gives you a deep kiss. This is followed by Rangiku and Renji demanding a turn, all of them hounding after your lips for a ‘good morning’ kiss. After letting the girls get the kisses and hugs out of their system you stand up, your teeth bared in a wide mouthed smile as you speak, “Since Kukaku-chan is feeling just fine…how are you two lovely ladies this morning?”

Rangiku speaks up, a slight hint of blush on her cheeks as a naughty little grin crosses her lips, “Fine, but I’d much rather wake up next to you Johnny-chan~”

Renji blushes but not to be outdone in the seduction department she squeezes her arms together in front of her body, those clothed and bound breasts of her popping out towards you and reminding you of her massive and delicious bust line, “John-kun…I was so lonely last night, will you keep me company tonight?”

You are about to respond to the girls obvious flirtation but you suddenly find you vision filled with a rather large and intimidating manila folder seemingly bursting with paperwork and forms, “huh?”

“You are Genryusai-So-Taicho’s grandson correct?” the voice of the slightly mousy looking woman from before fills your ears as you gently lower the manila folder with a single finger.

Sure enough, on the other side of the jam packed folder in the spectacled woman, her eyes serious and her manner strikingly professional as you nod, “Yes…that would be me.”

Once again before you can react her hand shoots out and grabs hold of your own wrist, firmly locking around the large limb with surprising strength, “Good, Shunsui told me that he transferred Captain-ship over to you so come with me, there is much for you to do and learn.”

“H-Hey! Wait a second!” Renji’s voice calls out as she grabs your other free hand, “As his wives we demand the right to at least speak with him for a little bit!”

Without missing a beat the woman, someone that you have a sneaking suspicion is the infamous ‘Nanao-chan’ that Shunsui mentioned yesterday, turns to Renji and speaks, “That is not possible Abarai-san. Genryusai-Taicho must first address his division as the new acting head captain, then he must acquire his Shinigami uniform, and then he must attend the daily Captain’s meeting with Genryusai-So-Taicho, and afterwards I require him to be with me to organize the Eighth Division’s funds and other records seeing as the former Shunsui-san left it in quite a horrible state.

Left brown beaten into submission by the logical tactics of the dark haired woman Renji’s grip goes slack and you are whisked away into your new duties, Nanao dragging you away and talking at the speed of light, “I apologize for the rude interruption Taicho but we do have much to do today. First we must get you into uniform, the clothing you are wearing now are not regulation and will drag down the morale of the Division if you were to show up in them.”

You can only nod numbly as Nanao drags you to the Eight Division barracks, one of the members quickly measuring you and finding the best fit possible until you own personalized wear can be ordered and delivered. After this you are dragged to an introductory meeting with your Division, a group and men and women all dressed in similar clothing and welcoming you with either welcome arms, worried glances, or at worst overly exuberant and boldfaced attempts to garner your favor.

Following this wonderful welcome party you are dragged by Nanao to the daily Captain’s meeting, your Grandfather giving you a short smile when you enter the door but that quickly vanishes as the meeting turns into a boring affair of headaches and doldrums. Hell, the most interesting part of the meeting was Kenpachi coming up to you afterwards and demanding a fight on the spot, something you would have taken him up on just to clear you mind had Nanao not grabbed your collar and dragged you away for further duties and work.

It is here that you find yourself looking over the thousandth copy of the same report that you snap, your eyes turning up from the page to the window as the setting sun meets your stare. All day you had been trapped in the cycle, paper after paper shoved under your nose to read and review as Nanao did her best to **** feed every little bit of the Soul Societies culture and workings into your mind at the same time, criticizing and dissecting your faults and difficulties without a word of apology. No breaks, no seeing the loves of your life, not even room to breathe let alone eat a satisfying meal, only work, work, WORK!

With a snap the pen in your hand breaks and you quickly rise to your full height, the white coat of your Captain’s uniform fluttering up as you turn to the still rambling Nanao and snarl, “SHUT UP!”