Hey! Yay! Tsv’s back with ‘The Shinigami Women’s Association’! (Cheers in the back ground) I’m so happy! I just got this great idea and I’m on a roll for bleach. I actually escaped my wb for a while! Woot! Okay! Let’s start! The Shinigami Women’s Association

Episode Three Part One

Summer Activities and Bad Ideas

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Ise Nanao sighed and slammed her book against the table. The action was met with wide eyes and closed mouths, just the way she liked it. “Now. No more ideas that have anything to do with Kuchiki Byakuya, strippers, or Hitsugaya-taichou’s gym. And no letting Sui Fong-taichou shop anymore. She went overboard just a tiny bit.” She pouted. “Really, we didn’t need fifty strippers.”

Sui Fong snorted. “Well, at least we found out that Byakuya’s not straight.”

Every woman, or girl, in Yachiru and Momo’s cases, turned to the back of the room. Byakuya was ignoring them all and glaring at Sui Fong. They turned back to an annoyed Nanao.

“Yes. It would appear so.” She sighed. “I’m still nursing a black eye,” she grumbled.

“Why is it he beat you up, Librarian-san?” Yachiru asked. “I came up with the idea.”

“Heh. I forgot about that,” Matsumoto said. The women, and man, sweatdropped. “Who woulda thought a child could be that messed up?”

“Must be the influence,” Kiyone said. Everyone was inclined to agree.

“Anyway,” Nanao snapped, gaining their attention once more. “Boredom, and recent injuries,” She gave Byakuya a pointed look before continuing. “Have gotten me even more ornery than usual. Any ideas?”

“We could sell ice cream,” Momo suggested.

It occurred to Matsumoto that every suggestion Momo ever put forth had something to do with or would lead up to ice cream. “Nope. I’d eat it all, and so would Sui Fong.”

“Oh.”

“Where’s Rukia?” Kiyone asked.

“She’s on a mission in real world.” Byakuya answered.

“Oh.”

“I know what we could do!” Yachiru chirped.

“Your ideas aren’t the best,” Byakuya replied, stuffing a piece of confetti candy in the child’s mouth. “Your last one got Nanao-fukutaichou a black eye and me a headache from all the screaming Shunsui did.”

“He screamed at you?” Nanao asked in unison with Sui Fong and Matsumoto.

Byakuya sighed. “Yes, as well as attempting to decapitate me for ‘injuring his precious Nanao-chan’. And I have a headache because of it. No listening to Yachiru.”

Unohana knew, in the end, they probably would act on Yachiru’s idea. They always did.

“How about we do a fashion show for all of Seireitei? We could charge them and sell refreshments. It would give us some pocket money,” Isane offered.

“That’s… actually not a bad idea,” Matsumoto said. “Nemu’s a good seamstress. All she needs is someone for a fashion designer. I could do it.”

“And we could ask for Ukitaka-taichou’s assistance, too!” Kiyone chirped.

“A fashion show?” Byakuya asked. “Maybe…”

“Who asked you?” Matsumoto and Kiyone snapped in unison.

“You may be gay, but you ain’t female!” Matsumoto huffed.

The woman suddenly fell out of her chair and lay dazed on the floor. The only thing anyone ever saw was a few strands of Byakuya’s hair fluttering. “That’s none of your business,” he replied calmly, examining his nails.

Unohana sighed, really wishing she could get back to work. “Alright. We’ll do a fashion show.”

“Yay!” Yachiru chirped, having finished her candy. She couldn’t say more, however. For, at that moment, another piece of confetti candy was shoved in her mouth.

“Let’s see… Okay. Sui Fong-taichou, I want you to, um, oh hell. You buy the fabric. Don’t go overboard. If you need help, ask it of your squad’s women or of squad one’s women,” Nanao ordered.

“’Kay,” Sui Fong agreed with a grin.

“Squad three’s women will assist Unohana-taichou in the food area. You’ll be getting the food.”

“Alright,” Unohana said with a nod.

“Squad four’s women will help Isane-fukutaichou with the drinks.”

“Hai.” Isane smiled.

“Momo, you’ll, uh, buy sewing supplies and anything else that Ukitaka-taichou or Nemu-fukutaichou needs. You are at their beck and call for supplies.” Nanao knew it wouldn’t be too bad, since both of the above mentioned were not bad people and wouldn’t abuse her.

“Okay,” Momo said with a small sigh.

“If you need help, ask your squad’s women,” She told the girl.

“Okay,” Momo agreed.

“Byakuya… Uh, tell Rukia to come to me as soon as she gets back, okay? Squad six’s women will be assisting anyone who needs it.”

“Very well.” He nodded.

“Squad seven’s women will be helping in the same way as squad six, as will squad nine’s women,” she said. “I will attend to any paperwork, with the assistance of my squad’s women. Matsumoto will be in charge of design and her squad will get her anything she needs.”

“Aight,” Matsumoto said, then took a healthy swig of her sake bottle, having abandoned the cups about half an hour ago.

“Yachiru will get to help Matsumoto or Ukitaka. Why? Ask her. She wants to, and she’s the president of this fine establishment.” Nanao rolled her eyes and pushed her glasses up on the bridge of her nose. “Nemu, you are, of course, in charge of sewing, with the help of your squad’s women.”

“Hai, Nanao-san,” Nemu agreed from her seat beside Byakuya in the back.

“And Kiyone, you are in charge of the money. Let Ukitaka-taichou know of our request and tell me his answer directly after.”

“Alright! I always wanted to swindle people out of their money!” she cheered.

Nanao rolled her eyes again and sighed. “That’s it. Meeting adjourned.”

Everyone rose and left to their respective tasks and/or divisions.

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