Toshiro blinked a couple of times as the paperwork was snatched from his hands. His bright teal eyes glared at his sixth seat Aizawa Suguru, his mouth twisting up into a frown. "What do you think you're doing?"
"Take a rest taicho. You honestly push yourself far more then I did while I was alive. Why don't you just do something fun?"
"What exactly is that supposed to mean? The part of pushing yourself. Is that how you died?"
"No. I died saving my little brother's life. He still plays soccer."
"You play soccer?" Toshiro brightened up.
"But of course."
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Bleach Crossover Drabbles: Multi-Fandom
FanfictionThis is a collection of ten drabbles from varios fandoms crossed over with Bleach. I don't own Bleach, The Knight in the Arena, Aterlier Escha and Logy, La Croisee, Natsu-iro Kiseki, Magi: The Kingdom of Magic, Zettai Karen Children, GetBackers, Ru...
