The Degeneracy of Shinigami [R-18]

Mayuri watched with great satisfaction as the hazel-eyed arrancar's eyes widened in apparent horror. As for Nel, she couldn't believe her luck. Of course she was supposed to be seducing Captain Kuchiki but nothing was coming out of that and everyone knew it. She could do that later. Time for a side project. And extra credit!

"Hell yeah, freak show! Let's go…oh, and don't worry about being gentle. I like it rough," she declared, standing upright and stepping into the mad scientist's personal space.

For the first time in his life Mayuri was confused. His mouth hung slightly open as he attempted to process what had just happened. Was she coming on to him? The idea was completely foreign in his experience. He was so completely dumbfounded that he didn't even notice Mashiro walk up.

"Nel, I gotta talk to you…in private," she said, cutting her eyes to Captain Kurotsuchi.

"I'm kinda busy right now," Nel replied under her breath, willing Mashiro to get the hint, which of course she didn't.

"Busy doing what?" the pipsqueak asked incredulously.

Nel rolled her eyes, realizing that Mashiro wasn't going to leave her alone. She turned to Captain Kurotsuchi and got close enough to kiss him. "I'm gonna have to take a rain check on our little rendezvous," she said in a voice that dripped with sensuality. "Maybe you can make me scream later tonight?" She winked at him before walking away with a speechless Mashiro following behind her.

It turned out that all Mashiro wanted was to be her accomplice. When asked why, she said she just wanted in on the action and that Captain Kuchiki was hot. Actually, some assistance sounded pretty good at this point. Nel had planned on asking her captain or Rangiku but was starting to think that wouldn't be such a good idea. They'd just make fun of her if something else happened like the footsy incident and she'd never get anything done. Perhaps it was better if she picked someone outside of her inner circle. Mashiro wouldn't have been her first choice, but the offer had been made. Hopefully the fact that she had the common sense of a wet rag wouldn't matter too much. Green-haired girls for victory!

Later that night Nel and her accomplice sat in her room brainstorming…well, for Mashiro it was probably more like a slight drizzle. But any rain in the Sahara is always abundant by comparison.

"Maybe I can ask him out to discuss battle tactics like Sui-Feng did to Ulquiorra?" Neliel mused. "But he probably won't want to get near me after what happened at the meeting the other day."

Her eager-beaver accomplice brightened with sudden inspiration. "Why don't you go over to his office with nothing but a robe on? He may be an arrogant prick but he's still a man. You'll see."

Nel looked at Mashiro for a moment thinking, 'What a dumb idea', but the more she thought about it the more she liked it. The plan was so simple it just might work.

"Ok, grab the camera," she told Mashiro. "Let's try it. You can record from outside his window."

Mashiro grinned mischievously, nodded and jumped to her feet.

When they arrived at the Sixth Squad barracks, Captain Kuchiki was nowhere in sight. Nel slipped into his office leaving Mashiro outside to keep watch. She looked around the spacious room taking note of a picture of a woman who looked like an older Rukia…same squid hair and everything. She remembered hearing that he had been married before but didn't know too much about it. 'Hmm, I guess he's not heartless after all,' she thought.

"Why are you in my office?" rumbled the all-too-familiar sexy voice. "Are you going to try to molest me again?"

Her heart jumped immediately to her throat. Spinning around, Nel found her target framed in the doorway, looking dangerously sexy (but mainly dangerous). "Shit," she said, too low for him to hear. 'Ok, this is what I came to do…don't chicken out.' Mashiro appeared outside the window to give her a thumbs-up before moving back out of sight. The steady ticking of the wall clock was deafening in the extremely uncomfortable silence. 'I can do this.'

"Lieutenant Odelschwanck. I suggest you tell me your purpose now or leave."

Nel swore she could hear the hate in his voice. She took a deep breath and turned to face the completely gorgeous Captain Kuchiki.

"I came because I need your help," she replied, ignoring the comment about her trying to molest him. His eyes narrowed, but she wasn't backing down, not yet anyway. "I hear your calligraphy skills are unmatched." A little flattery couldn't hurt, right? He said nothing in response, but she was still alive so might as well continue. "I need your help with a couple symbols. It won't take long, I promise."

He continued to stare at her, not saying a word, but just when running away was looking like a great idea he nodded and said, "I'll gather my supplies," before disappearing into a back room.

Nel couldn't believe her luck. As soon as he was out of sight she ran over to the window. Her eyes darted around but couldn't locate Mashiro anywhere. She opened the frame and stuck her head out. "There you are," she whispered as loud as she could.

The green-haired Visored was lying flat on her back, hands clasped behind her head, directly under the window staring into space.

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