"Eh, Urahara-san!" shouted the black-haired one to the blond. When he noticed that there was no reaction to his call, he followed Urahara's gaze. His face took on an extremely interested expression when he saw us. With his elbow he indicated the blond curly hair, which in turn also looked over at us. It went on like this until, less than a minute later, we were all staring at us. The silence was broken by Yuroichi, who saw little Byakuya.
"Well, Byakuya, you've got your headband back!" she asked with a slightly sarcastic undertone. Byakuya ignored them. He's way too busy conducting an "evil eye battle" with Shizuka. Annoyed, Yoruichi stomped over to the little one and grabbed his head."Do not ignore me!" she snapped at him.
"Leave me alone, you nag:" he replied, curtly.
"Quiet!" said the old man, who had previously ignored us with his eyes closed, in a firm voice. Everyone was promptly quiet and lined up in two rows in the room. The old man took a step forward and continued. "Thanks for bringing her here, Kuchiki-san." Ginrei nodded in confirmation.

"Then I will now decide who should teach them."
Ginrei cleared his throat. "That's why I brought my grandson with me. In my opinion, Shizuka-san should have a comrade of the same age to give her a hand." Byakuya stared at his grandfather in horror, but said nothing.

"Hmm, well that seems to me a perfectly acceptable idea. Well, so be it. Then you, Kuchiki-san, Taichou of the sixth division, will take over the teaching of Shizukas-san." said the old man decisively. Ginrei nodded and took a step back, he probably had nothing more to say. It seemed the old man had the highest rank of everyone in the room and was clearly in charge.

"Then the only thing left to do is decide who will take on Hotaru-san." it seemed that someone expected to volunteer, but no one did. Instead, everyone found their footwear or blanket to be extremely interesting. The black-haired one even went so far as to whistle as if he weren't even there ...
uhh, why do they have anything against me? I asked myself. I didn't stink, nor did I look neglected. I looked across the room without understanding, but no one looked back.

I was getting really embarrassed that nobody wanted anything to do with me, but then Urahara looked up from his feet, raised her hand and said: "I'll do it."
An appreciative murmur went through the room and most breathed relief. Urahara looked at me and gave me a friendly smile. For my part, I cocked my head and looked back questioningly, still confused about the previous situation. "So be it." said the old man, and the meeting seemed over. Slowly everyone left the room one by one. Everyone gave me furtive glances on the way out, trying not to touch me, as if I were poisonous or plagued. When almost everyone had left, Urahara came to me and gently put his hand on my shoulder.
"My name is Urahara Kisuke. Nice to meet you Hotaru-san." and that big grin again.
"Um, the joy is all mine, Kisuke," I said, looking up at him with a smile.

So, here the 2 chapter: D
Has become quite long: D
Kommiz?