Why this fic? Because thereÆs not enough Hanatarou out there. And thereÆs not nearly enough bleach fics. So I combined my love for the series to my love for this character andà HereÆs Gourd of Purity. Enjoy!
P.S.: This is an AU that begins before the start of the series.
Prologue
ôà ItÆs that day againàö
Hanatarou sighed deeply. Indeed, it was day again. He could feel it from the murderous glares directed at his back. The day when even his fellow 4th Division comrades hated his guts and tried to prank him. That was because it was Wednesday. And Wednesday meant that he had one particular assignment that made most of his comrades in the fourth division jealous of him. On Wednesdayà He was assigned to clean Lieutenant Kotetsu IsaneÆs quarters. Well, not quite a task to be jealous of? Well, there was the matter that the pretty and very tall girl had a peculiarityà After a week of usage without cleaning, her room was chaotic. With particularà Garments spread everywhere. To Hanatarou handling these kind of things was just normal. He had handled worseà But the point was, his peers didnÆt think it was a bad thing at all, considering the girlÆs body.
Hanatarou had asked his captain if he could switch assignments with someone else, but she had just replied with a sweet voice that it couldnÆt be done because he was the only man, emphasis on æmanÆ, she trusted with taking care of their rooms. Hanatarou had tried to protest a little, but another sweet smile of the persuasive/threatening kind settled the argument in UnohanaÆs favour. Wednesday was probably the worst day of the week, for Hanatarou. Apart Sunday, of course. Because on Sunday he had to clean Captain UnohanaÆs quarters.
Like everything ever done to him, Hanatarou just shrugged it off or just submitted and took it all without reacting. He simply walked to the door of captain IsaneÆs quarters and opened the door with the key of which he had the only copy. He closed it right behind him and then turned around, scratching his head. One would believe that the lieutenant of the 4th Division would be more diligent about her private spaceà But it seems that at least that was something in which she was identical to her younger sister. Hanatarou began by picking a towel that was at his feet.
ôChanging oneÆs underwear and taking a shower daily is a good habit, butàö Hanatarou looked around, taking in the offense to order that was IsaneÆs room. ôShe should at least put the towels back in the bathroom.ö He sighed. Two good hours of work for him.
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ôDamn that Hanatarouàö Even if Hanatarou didnÆt know shit about it, there was a good part of his peers, in his division, made up of people envious of him. The boy was very young, in Shinigami years. And yet, he just recently had become a seated officer of the division. 7th seat wasnÆt very big, but it wasnÆt shabby either. But what made most of the people envious of it were his Wednesday and Sunday assignments. This made him envied by even the 3rd seat Lemura Yasochika. It was one of the few matters he muttered about in broad daylight, even if still under his breath. ôA 7th trusted with such crucial tasks. Unforgivableà I bet that itÆs all because of him not being a pervert and that cute face and his submissive nature andà àö Yasochika decided to stop the grumbling, since he couldnÆt bring up any argument that could help him think further idly of the boy.
ôHey, Yasochikaaaaaa!ö
ôHn?ö The 3rd seat turned in the direction of the voice that had called his name, to meet the gaze and cheerful waving of a fellow 3rd seat. Namely one Kotetsu Kiyone from the 13th Division. ôOh, Kiyone-chan. If youÆre looking for your sister, she isnÆt here.ö
ôI know, I know! I just wanted to make her a surprise! Ta-daaa!ö Kiyone suddenly held out to him a box enveloped in a coloured cloth. ôI took some of her favourite sweets! IÆll just leave them in her room!ö
ôHer room? Well, currentlyà àö Yasochika was about to tell her that Hanatarou was in thereà But then decided against it. His inner self was smirking maliciously. Almost Zaraki-like. ôOf course. I suppose you have a spare key.ö
ôYes. IÆll see you later! Bye!ö
ôàö While the fellow 3rd officer ran to her sisterÆs room, Yasochika smirked and pushed back his glasses with two fingers. The dear Hanatarou was going to have a little surpriseà
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ôHmmmà All done.ö Hanatarou had managed to finish, finally. He had cleaned the room, dusted off everything, washed everything and even gave some wax. The only thing left to do was to bring the enormous pile of dirty clothes to the laundry. ôHmmà LetÆs focus streeenghtàö Hanatarou began to take in deep breaths and then kneeled down. ôHeavyheavyheavyheavyà Uh?ö Suddenly Hanatarou turned in the direction of the door when he heard it open. Who could have another copy of the roomÆs key?
ôHmmm, I should probably leave ità àö
ôàö
When Kiyone opened the room, this is the scenery that was in front of her. A male Shinigami with a bundle of dirty towel and clothes in his arms. Most of the clothes were undergarments belonging to her sister. She recognized the blue bra she had gave her as a present on her last birthday. And the boy was sweaty. So, all brought her mind to one, single, wordà
ôPERVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERT!ö
ôWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!ö
In the hallway, Yasochika smirked and then proceeded to cackle evilly, freaking the hell out of many of his subordinates around.
Gourd of Purity
Chapter1: Freaking pervert!
ôAhhhà This Lieutenant meeting was longer than usualàö Isane stretched her arms up in the air, enjoying the warmth that the sun was bringing her. Even if the meeting was longer than usual, she didnÆt felt really tired, also thanks to the sun and how calm it was. Everything normalà Well, apart their 3rd seat snickering. That made her raise an eyebrow, but she shrugged it off nonetheless. She was about to knock on her CaptainÆs officeÆs door whenà
ôHE WAS STEALING UNDERWEAR! I SWEAR!ö
ôà Kiyone?ö Isane took a step back, hearing her little sisterÆs loud voice screaming something about someone stealing underwear. She slowly opened the door and came to witness a beaten and tied up Hanatarou, a screaming Kiyone and captain Unohana still smiling.
ôAs I already said many times, Kiyone-chan, Hanatarou was merely attending to his duties. One of those comprehend him taking your sisterÆs dirty clothes to the laundry.ö Calmly replied the 4th Division Captain. Kiyone just replied by throwing another tantrum.
ôBUT HE WAS TOUCHING THEM!ö Isane palmed her face. Since when did anyone develop psychic powers to avoid touching dirty female clothes? She sighed and made her presence known.
ôKiyone, youÆre not making any sense at all.ö
ôUh? Nee-chan!ö Kiyone suddenly took a turn for the better and handed her older sister the clothed box. ôYour favourite sweets!ö
ôAh, thank you.ö Isane accepted them and put them on the ground beside her. ôNow, what is this aboutàö
ôTHIS FREAKING PERVERT!ö Kiyone returned to her angry mode and pointed an accusing finger at Hanatarou. Who just sniffled a bit.
ôà I was taking out the laundry when she barged in and attacked meàö Said the only male in the room with a whiney voice. KiyoneÆs forehead twitched.
ôYOUÆRE TRYING TO BLAME ME?!ö
ôKiyone-chan, I have to ask you to calm down.ö Kiyone was about to retortà When she met UnohanaÆs gaze. And she thought that something was wrong with her, since she found the 4th Division Captain more frightening than Zaraki Kenpachi, at the moment. ôThis division is fundamentally an hospital. We canÆt allow people to be loud in here, canÆt we?ö
ôà Y-Yes, maÆam. I humbly apologize.ö Kiyone did a deep bow, and the frightening aura started to disappear, much to her relief. Unohana smiled with the normal smile, this time.
ôNow, as IÆve been saying and repeating many times, Kiyone-chan, HanatarouÆs presence in the room and his handling of your sisterÆs underwear is perfectly normal.ö Isane blushed scarlet. ôItÆs part of his duties.ö
ôB-Butà ShouldnÆt normally be a girl to take care of another girlÆs laundry?ö Asked Kiyone, still a bit perplexed about that matter.
ôShortage of people available. But donÆt worry. Hanatarou is different from most of the other boys. Right, Hanatarou?ö Isane was untying the poor boy.
ôEhmà I-I guessàö The seventh seat scratched the back of his head while getting back on his feet.
ôàö Kiyone narrowed her eyes at him, though. She wasnÆt convinced, it seemed. ôStillàö
ôWell, if you want make sure, you can verify it weÆre sincere or not personally.ö At that, everyone else but Unohana blinked. ôYou are allowed toà æEscort himÆ during the exercise of his duties for a few hours a day till youÆre convinced that he isnÆt a æfreaking pervertÆ, if you want.ö
ôWHAT?!ö IsaneÆs face was priceless. Kiyone cheered.
ôAlright! Fine for me!ö
ôB-B-B-But, Captainàö Hanatarou was really nervous. He didnÆt like how that sounded. At all.
ôYou can start right now, if you want. IÆll communicate the arrangement to Captain Ukitake. Please, Hanatarou, go back to your duties.ö Hanatarou flinched because of the gaze that Unohana sent his way, even if it was just for one second. The conversation was over.
ôà Yes, maÆam.ö Hanatarou bowed and then proceeded to hurry out of the room.
ôHa! Wait! DonÆt try to escape my vigilance!ö Once the younger Kotetsu was out the room as well, Isane stared at the now closed door for a bità Before sighing deeply.
ôI should probably start taking care of my laundry myselfàö
ôIndeed you should.ö Unohana chuckled and began to write on a piece of paper that she had pulled out of her deskÆs drawer. Isane suddenly began to stare at her direct superior.
ôà Captainà You have something in mind, donÆt you?ö
P.S.: This is an AU that begins before the start of the series.
Prologue
ôà ItÆs that day againàö
Hanatarou sighed deeply. Indeed, it was day again. He could feel it from the murderous glares directed at his back. The day when even his fellow 4th Division comrades hated his guts and tried to prank him. That was because it was Wednesday. And Wednesday meant that he had one particular assignment that made most of his comrades in the fourth division jealous of him. On Wednesdayà He was assigned to clean Lieutenant Kotetsu IsaneÆs quarters. Well, not quite a task to be jealous of? Well, there was the matter that the pretty and very tall girl had a peculiarityà After a week of usage without cleaning, her room was chaotic. With particularà Garments spread everywhere. To Hanatarou handling these kind of things was just normal. He had handled worseà But the point was, his peers didnÆt think it was a bad thing at all, considering the girlÆs body.
Hanatarou had asked his captain if he could switch assignments with someone else, but she had just replied with a sweet voice that it couldnÆt be done because he was the only man, emphasis on æmanÆ, she trusted with taking care of their rooms. Hanatarou had tried to protest a little, but another sweet smile of the persuasive/threatening kind settled the argument in UnohanaÆs favour. Wednesday was probably the worst day of the week, for Hanatarou. Apart Sunday, of course. Because on Sunday he had to clean Captain UnohanaÆs quarters.
Like everything ever done to him, Hanatarou just shrugged it off or just submitted and took it all without reacting. He simply walked to the door of captain IsaneÆs quarters and opened the door with the key of which he had the only copy. He closed it right behind him and then turned around, scratching his head. One would believe that the lieutenant of the 4th Division would be more diligent about her private spaceà But it seems that at least that was something in which she was identical to her younger sister. Hanatarou began by picking a towel that was at his feet.
ôChanging oneÆs underwear and taking a shower daily is a good habit, butàö Hanatarou looked around, taking in the offense to order that was IsaneÆs room. ôShe should at least put the towels back in the bathroom.ö He sighed. Two good hours of work for him.
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ôDamn that Hanatarouàö Even if Hanatarou didnÆt know shit about it, there was a good part of his peers, in his division, made up of people envious of him. The boy was very young, in Shinigami years. And yet, he just recently had become a seated officer of the division. 7th seat wasnÆt very big, but it wasnÆt shabby either. But what made most of the people envious of it were his Wednesday and Sunday assignments. This made him envied by even the 3rd seat Lemura Yasochika. It was one of the few matters he muttered about in broad daylight, even if still under his breath. ôA 7th trusted with such crucial tasks. Unforgivableà I bet that itÆs all because of him not being a pervert and that cute face and his submissive nature andà àö Yasochika decided to stop the grumbling, since he couldnÆt bring up any argument that could help him think further idly of the boy.
ôHey, Yasochikaaaaaa!ö
ôHn?ö The 3rd seat turned in the direction of the voice that had called his name, to meet the gaze and cheerful waving of a fellow 3rd seat. Namely one Kotetsu Kiyone from the 13th Division. ôOh, Kiyone-chan. If youÆre looking for your sister, she isnÆt here.ö
ôI know, I know! I just wanted to make her a surprise! Ta-daaa!ö Kiyone suddenly held out to him a box enveloped in a coloured cloth. ôI took some of her favourite sweets! IÆll just leave them in her room!ö
ôHer room? Well, currentlyà àö Yasochika was about to tell her that Hanatarou was in thereà But then decided against it. His inner self was smirking maliciously. Almost Zaraki-like. ôOf course. I suppose you have a spare key.ö
ôYes. IÆll see you later! Bye!ö
ôàö While the fellow 3rd officer ran to her sisterÆs room, Yasochika smirked and pushed back his glasses with two fingers. The dear Hanatarou was going to have a little surpriseà
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ôHmmmà All done.ö Hanatarou had managed to finish, finally. He had cleaned the room, dusted off everything, washed everything and even gave some wax. The only thing left to do was to bring the enormous pile of dirty clothes to the laundry. ôHmmà LetÆs focus streeenghtàö Hanatarou began to take in deep breaths and then kneeled down. ôHeavyheavyheavyheavyà Uh?ö Suddenly Hanatarou turned in the direction of the door when he heard it open. Who could have another copy of the roomÆs key?
ôHmmm, I should probably leave ità àö
ôàö
When Kiyone opened the room, this is the scenery that was in front of her. A male Shinigami with a bundle of dirty towel and clothes in his arms. Most of the clothes were undergarments belonging to her sister. She recognized the blue bra she had gave her as a present on her last birthday. And the boy was sweaty. So, all brought her mind to one, single, wordà
ôPERVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERT!ö
ôWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!ö
In the hallway, Yasochika smirked and then proceeded to cackle evilly, freaking the hell out of many of his subordinates around.
Gourd of Purity
Chapter1: Freaking pervert!
ôAhhhà This Lieutenant meeting was longer than usualàö Isane stretched her arms up in the air, enjoying the warmth that the sun was bringing her. Even if the meeting was longer than usual, she didnÆt felt really tired, also thanks to the sun and how calm it was. Everything normalà Well, apart their 3rd seat snickering. That made her raise an eyebrow, but she shrugged it off nonetheless. She was about to knock on her CaptainÆs officeÆs door whenà
ôHE WAS STEALING UNDERWEAR! I SWEAR!ö
ôà Kiyone?ö Isane took a step back, hearing her little sisterÆs loud voice screaming something about someone stealing underwear. She slowly opened the door and came to witness a beaten and tied up Hanatarou, a screaming Kiyone and captain Unohana still smiling.
ôAs I already said many times, Kiyone-chan, Hanatarou was merely attending to his duties. One of those comprehend him taking your sisterÆs dirty clothes to the laundry.ö Calmly replied the 4th Division Captain. Kiyone just replied by throwing another tantrum.
ôBUT HE WAS TOUCHING THEM!ö Isane palmed her face. Since when did anyone develop psychic powers to avoid touching dirty female clothes? She sighed and made her presence known.
ôKiyone, youÆre not making any sense at all.ö
ôUh? Nee-chan!ö Kiyone suddenly took a turn for the better and handed her older sister the clothed box. ôYour favourite sweets!ö
ôAh, thank you.ö Isane accepted them and put them on the ground beside her. ôNow, what is this aboutàö
ôTHIS FREAKING PERVERT!ö Kiyone returned to her angry mode and pointed an accusing finger at Hanatarou. Who just sniffled a bit.
ôà I was taking out the laundry when she barged in and attacked meàö Said the only male in the room with a whiney voice. KiyoneÆs forehead twitched.
ôYOUÆRE TRYING TO BLAME ME?!ö
ôKiyone-chan, I have to ask you to calm down.ö Kiyone was about to retortà When she met UnohanaÆs gaze. And she thought that something was wrong with her, since she found the 4th Division Captain more frightening than Zaraki Kenpachi, at the moment. ôThis division is fundamentally an hospital. We canÆt allow people to be loud in here, canÆt we?ö
ôà Y-Yes, maÆam. I humbly apologize.ö Kiyone did a deep bow, and the frightening aura started to disappear, much to her relief. Unohana smiled with the normal smile, this time.
ôNow, as IÆve been saying and repeating many times, Kiyone-chan, HanatarouÆs presence in the room and his handling of your sisterÆs underwear is perfectly normal.ö Isane blushed scarlet. ôItÆs part of his duties.ö
ôB-Butà ShouldnÆt normally be a girl to take care of another girlÆs laundry?ö Asked Kiyone, still a bit perplexed about that matter.
ôShortage of people available. But donÆt worry. Hanatarou is different from most of the other boys. Right, Hanatarou?ö Isane was untying the poor boy.
ôEhmà I-I guessàö The seventh seat scratched the back of his head while getting back on his feet.
ôàö Kiyone narrowed her eyes at him, though. She wasnÆt convinced, it seemed. ôStillàö
ôWell, if you want make sure, you can verify it weÆre sincere or not personally.ö At that, everyone else but Unohana blinked. ôYou are allowed toà æEscort himÆ during the exercise of his duties for a few hours a day till youÆre convinced that he isnÆt a æfreaking pervertÆ, if you want.ö
ôWHAT?!ö IsaneÆs face was priceless. Kiyone cheered.
ôAlright! Fine for me!ö
ôB-B-B-But, Captainàö Hanatarou was really nervous. He didnÆt like how that sounded. At all.
ôYou can start right now, if you want. IÆll communicate the arrangement to Captain Ukitake. Please, Hanatarou, go back to your duties.ö Hanatarou flinched because of the gaze that Unohana sent his way, even if it was just for one second. The conversation was over.
ôà Yes, maÆam.ö Hanatarou bowed and then proceeded to hurry out of the room.
ôHa! Wait! DonÆt try to escape my vigilance!ö Once the younger Kotetsu was out the room as well, Isane stared at the now closed door for a bità Before sighing deeply.
ôI should probably start taking care of my laundry myselfàö
ôIndeed you should.ö Unohana chuckled and began to write on a piece of paper that she had pulled out of her deskÆs drawer. Isane suddenly began to stare at her direct superior.
ôà Captainà You have something in mind, donÆt you?ö