<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"Mmkay,"</span>Daisuke warbled,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"why do I suddenly feel a sense of impending doom?  I mean, seriously,"</span>he smirked, eying the kadachi,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"what're you planning on doing with that?"</span><br/><br/>It was one thing to spend a year training; it was something else entirely to have this suddenly pop up wihout notice.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000"><i>I hate surprises, sometimes,</i></span>Daisuke thought nervously.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Jin lurched forward, but caught himself on the door frame as he steeled his nerves against shouting at the lieutenant of 11th Division.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"JJ?"</span>he noted instead,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"still coming up with random names I see."</span>Reaching up, he plucked the small shinigami off his shoulders and held her at arms length.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"> "If I had known to expect the company of lieutenant-chan, I would've brought sweets,"</span>he chuckled, forcing the laugh.  While on the one hand he was as irritated with her presence as the next serious person, he knew well enough that she wasn't purposefully annoying.  At least, he hoped she wasn't cause that would imply a certain amount of cunning he didn't want to attribute to the child-sized shinigami.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"><i>If anything, at least she's good for lightening the mood</i></span>, he thought as he realized how stiff his shoulders were with his serious thoughts.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000"><i>But that would insinuate giving her a purpose to stick around, so we'll leave that alone.</i></span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"So why do I find you attacking my shoulders?"</span>he queried as he set Yachiru down, straightening back up to fix his collar.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"Isn't there someone far more interesting than me you could,"</span>he paused for a moment, considering his words.  He intended on saying "go bother" but knew that wouldn't end well.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#008000">"Someone you could go and give a nickname to?"</span>he replaced, using her tendency everyone was well aware of.