The Degeneracy of Shinigami [R-18]

Nemu stared at her blankly for a moment before lowering herself back into her seat. Seconds turned to minutes as everyone calmly waited for something…anything to happen.

"Nel what the fuck? You want us to watch you sleep?" Kukaku yelled breaking the silence.

"Shhhhhh, it's coming I swear."

Kukaku huffed and slouched down in her chair, but remained quiet, until Byakuya finally began to stir. The women watched with bated breath as the captain of the sixth division got to his feet and turned looking down at Nel with an expression of complete arrogance.

'Again?'

'Uhh, you want to?'

Byakuya's hand moved slowly to the base of his hardening cock and Rukia heard more than one lustful moan. She rolled her eyes and tried to ignore the fact that her gaze had also followed his hand. 'Something is wrong with me.' she thought.

'My pride demands it.'

There was a moment where time seemed to stand still. No one breathed or even blinked. Was this real? Had that just happened? The grin on Nel's face told everyone that they were not hallucinating.

Suprisingly Sui-Feng was the first to speak. "My pride demands it?" The tiny commander of the stealth forces looked around at the faces of her 'sisters' who all seemed just as dumbfounded as herself. "My pride demands it?" she repeated again, her voice heavy with disbelief. She then threw back her head and positively screamed with laughter. "BWAAAAAHA-HA-HA-HAAAH!"

Rukia was afraid, very afraid. Her brother was having sex with Arrancar. Sui-Feng, the biggest bitch in the Seireitei, was laughing. There was an insane one-armed woman sitting behind her ready to rip her eyelids off if she made one false move, and Orihime, the nicest person she knew, had betrayed her. Everyone soon joined in on the laughter. Rukia gripped the seat until her knuckles turned white. The urge to get up and run out screaming for someone to save her was almost too strong. She looked around for some kind of consolation.

Nemu. Nemu wasn't laughing. The lieutenant wore the same melancholic expression she always did. It comforted Rukia to know that everyone had not lost their minds. Bless you, Nemu Kurotsuchi!

Right as she thought this, the twelfth division lieutenant turned her head and, to Rukia's utter amazement (not to mention extreme discomfort), winked at her.

Nemu then went back to staring at the screen with the same bland expression as before.

She gave no notice of how pale Rukia had turned as a result. Meanwhile, having noticed none of this, the others were gabbling excitedly like a flock of geese.

"He's the only man who could possibly get away with saying something like that…at a time like that…and it be ok," Sui-Feng said between cackles.

After a while some measure of order seemed to settle upon the rowdy females. Rangiku, finally able to stand, made her way to the front. Still giggling, she snatched up the list of names and called out, "Lisa."

The Visored looked around a moment, vision slightly blurred by tears of laughter before realizing exactly what was going on.

"Get your little butt up here," Rangiku declared shaking the chest of names out in front of her.

Lisa stood slowly, trying to fight back another fit of giggles. She turned to Nanao, who was seated to her right, "You will be my accomplice."

The young woman wrinkled her face, but despite her reluctance, nodded in agreement. Lisa gave her a little smile before making her way to the front of the room. Not wasting any time she reached her hand into the chest and grabbed the first name her slender fingers touched.

"Ikkaku Madarame," she said loud enough for everyone to hear.

Some appreciative murmurs stole through their hideout. Not to mention a few leery looks.

"HEY!"

At this shout everyone turned to Kukaku, who was slouched very low and unladylike in her seat.

"When are you two gonna go?"

It was clear she was now addressing the ladies in charge.

"What are you talking about?" asked a confused Rangiku.

"Don't play dumb. I'm talkin' about you and the cat. When are you two gonna go? I know your names aren't on that list so…like I said. At what point do we get to watch you two hide the salami?"

Rangiku looked to Yoruichi then back to Kukaku. "After all of you, I guess."

"Wait. Who has salami?" asked a suddenly interested Nel.

"I don't think that's fair," the bandaged woman replied completely ignoring the green-haired Arrancar.

Yoruichi was well aware of what her friend was trying to do. She was also aware that Shiba wouldn't shut up until either she or Rangiku gave in. "I'll go," she said with a huff. "Next week I'll go. Happy?"

"Very," Kukaku grinned from ear to ear.

The cat goddess' head rolled to one side with a sigh. Then she glanced around sharply to scan the room. "Anyone else have something to say?"

No one else said a word. Lisa shrugged and went back to her seat, passing Kukaku who was getting up with a wicked grin on her face. By the time Lisa reclaimed her place beside Nanao, the vulgar woman was standing front and center.

"Ok, you hookers. I'll be teaching this week's lesson 'Fighting as Foreplay!' Because let's face it, who better to teach about fighting than me?"

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