Beauty is so solitary

             “Fuck!” None of her adults are around, and that means there’s no one to stop Yachiru from using the forbidden words.

wow so unforgiving and bitter yumi is huh? :0

[[ rip the best shuub can hope for is that yumi tolerates him TvT ]]

     “You talk like Kusajishi fukutaichou isn’t a kid, Renji.” Yes, okay, sure, perhaps that wasn’t explicitly what the redhead was getting at ( in fact Yumichika knew for a fact it wasn’t, but evasion was a particularly good skill of his, and one he used quite often without even really needing it ) but the alternative- the idea of he and Ikkaku having a child of their own- was something he wouldn’t even honestly consider. They weren’t exactly the most nurturing shinigami in the Gotei ( previous experience with their lieutenant aside ) and they weren’t exactly in the best position to think about such an outlandish thing either. Them, parents? The third and fifth seats of the most violent division known second only to the Twelfth as the division with the highest turnover for mortality reasons?? Ridiculous. And besides, they weren’t even parental people anyway! Soul King only knew he had his limits when it came to children. 

     “Why are you even asking these sorts of things? You haven’t gotten someone pregnant, have you?”

     Perhaps it was the less than subtle creation of space between them, or perhaps it was the flattery ( it was probably the flattery ) but the lieutenant’s words brought about a slight shift in the fifth seat’s haughty demeanor, violet eyes flitting over to silently judge the man before seemingly deeming the words of praise payment enough for something half resembling civility. 

     ( he still took another drink before opting to reply though- he didn’t even really know what it was about the other that irked him so; perhaps it was his dumb lost puppy look, perhaps it was that shocking array of tattoos on his face, perhaps it was the secret he held, perhaps he just didn’t like him, but whatever it was, it was prominent enough that even this sad attempt at a conversation between colleagues had the flighty shinigami’s metaphorical feathers ruffled )

     “They know better than to make a mess in my area.” Came the steely reply from the fifth seat, voice sharp as he took a swig from his sake that was, perhaps, far larger than need be. Yes, the idiots had a horrible habit of brawling in the mud, as Hisagi was oh so kind to remind him, but at least even the stupidest of their morons had enough survival instincts about them to not bring that behaviour ( or the aforementioned mud ) into the office that Yumichika had long since claimed as his own.

                             You represent the Dragon type!!

The Dragon type is all about adventure. The most primal guiding force you possess, your craving to explore and conquer would land you at the hand of any historic king. Remember to act on this heroic instinct, and not cloister yourself inside it. Like a dragon, you are extremely protective of what you own. Whether it be your physical possessions or mental acuity, you are extremely prideful of your "treasure". Remember to curb your ego occasionally, Dragon-type: everyone has a unique gift of their own. It is this protective, prideful nature that leads you to have somewhat of a short fuse. This anger, improperly channeled, can lead to disaster. Remember to allow your independent nature to guide you towards the path of a champion, as the heroes of old did.