#!kenpachi

[hiyorisarugaki]

"Oye, half-breed!"

"Heard y'all got Ichigo to fight ya more than once. How the hell did ya pull that off?"

"FUCK OFF! I AIN'T TELLIN' YA ANYTHIN' TILL YA ADDRESS ME WITH SOME FUCKIN' RESPECT!! YA CLEARLY KNOW ENOUGH ABOUT ME 'TA CALL ME HALF-BREED!"

Which she was not, considering she had been born a shinigami, but she didn't have the time or patience to explain it to this clown why that term was definitely not sitting right with her.

"And what does a grown ass shinigami want with Ichigo? Fight yer own battle and leave that ginger kid outta it. He's sittin' his university prep exams!"

Hiyori didn't care but she also thought Ichigo should live a somewhat normal life.

[hiyorisarugaki]

"Oi, pigtails.. Got any grub?" She reminds him of Yachiru... And she always had hands sticky with candy.

Kenpachi.

Ughhhh… she really needed to avoid the jingle-bells captain. But at least, he wasn’t spoiling for a fight or asking her to get off his lawn or something. She did actually have an armload of shopping, only because she was going to prepare some dishes for New Year’s.

And let’s face it, Hiyori always had food. Her pockets were loaded with them. 

“Yeah… I do. Ughh…  yer a captain, ain’t ya? Ya should be feeding me.”