Pokemon Fan Fiction / Death Note Fan Fiction / Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ 15 Minute Ficlets ❯ Theme #134 ( Chapter 134 )

Title: Hunger
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: None
Fandom: Bleach
Theme: #134, Gluttony
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Kubo Tite and Tokyo TV. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*

 

Omaeda Marechiyo disgusted her.

Normally, Soi Fon would not care about her Lieutenant's habits. She could even ignore the rice cracker crumbs falling down the back of her Captain's robe. However, she had not realized how much worse it could have been.

Case in point - when she was having dinner with the entire Omaeda family.

 

When he had asked her to visit his family, she had been too tired to think of an excuse. It had seemed a small thing, and certainly, she knew how to suffer through formalities. She had struck up a conversation with the younger daughter, the only intelligent one she could sense, only to have Omaeda's mother Mareka bear down on her like the force of a five-hundred-pound hurricane.

She had suffered her cheeks to be pinched with fleshy, ringed hands and then the woman to wail that she had no flesh on those bones and how she must not have been fed properly. Next, Omaeda's father had been called out to give his opinion, of which he gravely stated that they must by all means help their son's Captain with her poor health!

 

…Which was why Soi Fon was now staring at a mountain of delicacies piled high in front of her, picking at her bowl of rice with her jeweled chopsticks and ignoring three voices calling her to dig in, there was plenty more and such a pity they had not noticed sooner! They would get her into shape in no time!

Flash stepping away would be rude, but as she picked up a single piece of broiled fish, ignoring the nausea from the overpowering odor of food, she caught a glance of the rest of his family stuffing their faces. Seeing Omaeda's mother fit an entire watermelon in her mouth was not anything she wanted to see again! There went the rest of her appetite.

Grimly, the Captain continued to eat slowly, vowing to never, ever visit them again, nobles or not. However, once dinner had concluded, they all retired to rest, and blessed escape was hers.

Really, the rice crackers were not so bad…

 

End Fic

Completed 1/27/10

Trying my hand at more general fiction…