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BLEACH: Renji's Journal 3/?


Hueco Mundo. Day Nine.
My day sucks. Why so? My taicho—yes, my taicho Byakuya Kuchiki was here. And yeah, you can expect there’s an argument there. He dropped by—along with his royal ass-ness—just to tell me why my report was so...distorted. I explained to him things were not so well down here while my mind was preoccupied with thoughts of how to poison his tea next time. I respect him a lot, and I mean a LOT, but now all I could think of him was being stupid, annoying, arrogant, to come all the way down here just to tell how fucked up I was for doing some stupid report. Look around you, asshole! Are you blind? What do you want, a happy-face at the end of the note? 

Then a thought hit me. Did he just come up for some lame reason to escape the daily routine of his? Because there’s no more laughable than Kuchiki-taicho wants to see me, visiting me to check if I’m alive. If I haven’t known the guy, I’ll say he’s insane. And what’s worse, he even volunteered to come along to the Living World. Spook huh. Why come along if he can do it by himself? 

Evening: Nothing to report except he’s still here and he’s creeping me out. See you tomorrow.

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BLEACH: Renji's Journal 2/?



Hueco Mundo. Day Eight.


Hello. Good news; I’m still alive and breathing, still with fifteen shinigami, five Division Four healers, plus one short-tempered taicho. The whole day was just...I don’t know...lucky, I guess. But I’m not saying that I’m not damn tired. I was patrolling alone yesterday when another Hallow appeared. Don’t worry, this one’s stupid. Must be one of those unfiltered monsters Aizen accidentally made. No sweat. I killed him less than ten minutes. Boring huh? Need the exercise though.


Afternoon: Eat. Write reports. Sleep. More sleep.


Evening: Hey, a hell butterfly came. Guess what? I’m about to go home. Well, not yet now but soon. One question though. Do I have to show you to Rukia, I mean to know if I did well? Need advice. Be right back...


I send her a message and she said, “No of course not, you moron!”—well that was helpful. Back to you as soon as I can, Captain Uptight is calling me again...


Damn it! I was assigned to another area; Living World, where carrot-head lives. Oh what now, to babysit him once more? Can the bastards least give me a day to bath? Hitsugaya-taicho said I’m most qualified for the mission. Duh. I have known Ichigo’s a great fighter, I have an experience on that area, but what’s that got to do with me? Not that I don’t value our friendship and certainly I want to see the surprised on his face when I tell him the news...but...I mean...can they send someone else? I’ve learned from the past couple of weeks the Gotei wants Ichigo to be included to one of the division. I can agree to that. Carrot-head made an impression, but I’m so damn tired to do this mission. Oh well, can’t complain. I’ll leave in two days.


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BLEACH: Renji's Journal 1/?


CUTE RENJI
Fandom: Bleach
Author: UnAnimo
Rating: M/NC-17
Status: On Going
Warning: Language and descriptive elements are not suited for minors. Read the ratings for godsakes!
Status: On going

Summary: Aizen’s finally imprisoned and yet the rest of the Gotei have to dig the remains of his hordes. Reports said, and although Aizen was gone and his two minions were dead, along with the ten espadas, Hueco Mundo monsters were still...mobile. Life in Seretei did came back, peace almost welcome them. But for the redhead-fukitaicho of the Sixth Squad seems to him things will go start all over again. After being severely injured, Yamamoto-sotaicho ordered them to go back in Hueco Mundo—to check on things, as he put it adroitly. Renji knew it would take a while before he could go home, and while he was cursing about the damn mission, he decided to agree with Rukia—or rather a bet—to write down every single detail of his daily routine on a journal. A report notes—so to speak. In the beginning, all went well. However, few days later, Renji never realize his own journal became so personal to him.

A/N: It was a journal so I have to lace down the words into minimum—or whatever that is. For future chapters, you will not see only Renji’s narration but the interactions of other characters as well. Oh and ah excuse the errors. PM me if you saw something odd. My hand just keeps on typing like it was posses or something *smile*


Disclaimer: I do not own BLEACH and its character nor do profit from this story.

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