Tsundere in Red

"Ya fuckin' son of a bitch! Ya on crack or something!?"

          — { ☩ } " There’s no doubt, that your well aware of the regulations consisting of outsiders venturing freely within the Seireitei; Therefore, state your business. " — A scoff would promptly escort the coarse inquiry. 

"Well too bad. I ain't tellin' jackshit to a fuckin' midget." She said, turning and walking away,"I ain't gotta tell  you anything. i ain't an outsider so piss off, snowflake." She lifted her hand, flipping him the bird as she walked away.

"Ah, Hiyori."

"Who said I ain't fuckin' pissed!?" She yelled at him, looking like she was close to ripping the ruffles from him shihakusho. "After what the fuckers did to us, you guys just up and leave us to join back up with them!?"

"I checked his squad. The fuckin' baldy wasn't there. Got any idea where he could be, lady?" She asked, staring at her.

"Nah, I think ya should c'here. I'll be quick."

"Hiyori Sarugaki!"

Always the feisty one. “A man confident enough to don such soft colors is hardly a woman. Perhaps when you get older, you’ll understand, little one~” 

"The fuck didya just cal me?! I ain't little, ya fucking priss!" She yelled angrily, looking about ready to kick the man right where it hurts. Though she remembered the last time she did that and it was to Kisuke. Instead of him crumbling down, she was the one to get hurt.

"Yer a lieutenant, ain't cha!? Ya can make yer subordinates take some of yer work!"

"Then sleep more and get the bags out from under yer damn eye, idiot!"

"Yer looking depressed again., that's what!"