PaintMeSomeStars

"Ah, Toshiro." Ichigo smiled mock-maliciously, taking a swig of his bottle of Sake and releasing a satisfied sigh. The white haired Captain shifted uncomfortably under the drunken stare of the strawberry-blonde boy, knowing full well that either option he chose would be hell. "It's Captain-" Toshiro began to correct his friend, however was interrupted by the drunkard's testy tone. "All the while you aren't wearing that dumb Haori, you're just Toshiro to me - that includes the duration of this game." Another playfully evil smile danced across his lips as he gazed at the boy opposite him in the circle, taking note of his azure eyes narrowing

The 10th division Barracks had been unnaturally quiet ever since the Lieutenant Rangiku Matsumoto had been given personal leave the week before. Despite how little paperwork the Lieutenant actually did, it was still enough that her Captain would manage the rest, however in her absence the work had been building up and with the additional stress, the temperatures and weather surrounding the Seireitei had begun to comply to an abysmal pattern of bitterly cold or torrential rain according to the fluctuations of the young Captain's mood. The poor weather interfered with training for most Divisions and several complaints by the respective Captain