This is my very first fanfic, so please read and review it.
I don't own Bleach or any of its characters :(
It was only 9:00 in the morning and Hitsugaya Toshiro was annoyed. However, this was a normal state of being for the young captain of the 10th division, as he had to deal with hollows, paperwork, and more paperwork, not to mention his fuku-taicho Matsumoto—who was famous both for her love of partying and her numerous and inventive ways to avoid doing her share of said paperwork— all on a daily basis.
Currently, Hitsugaya was sitting at his desk in the 10th division's administrative office, glaring at the mountainous pile in front of him. Where was Matsumoto when he needed her? No doubt, she was still sleeping in her room, after a night of going wild with her many drinking buddies. The white-haired captain was just starting to pull some papers over to him so that he could begin the day's work when he was interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Good morning Shiro-chan!" called Hinamori Momo, Hitsugaya's childhood friend and the fuku-taicho of the 5th division.
"What do you want Bed-wetter Momo?" Hitsugaya retorted. "And how many times do I have to tell you, it's NOT Shiro-chan, it's Hitsugaya-taicho!!!"
Ignoring him as usual, Hinamori walked over to his desk, and perched on the edge. "I just came over to say hi Shiro-chan, that's not against the law, is it?" the female shinigami replied. Hitsugaya was about to respond when he heard the voice.
"Taichoooooooooooooo!!!" exclaimed Matsumoto, as she walked into the room. The strawberry-blonde shinigami took in the sight of Hinamori sitting on her captain's desk and her blue eyes went wide. "Why taicho, is there something going on between you and Momo that you didn't tell me about?" she asked, pouting.
Hitsugaya groaned. The day was not starting out good. However it was only going to get worse. "I'll just leave you two alone together, ok?" smiled Matsumoto, winking at Momo, who blushed fiercely. Matsumoto made her way back towards the exit, no doubt eager to rush off and tell somebody the news. Hitsugaya shot her a death glare, which would have sent anybody else running for cover, but his fuku-taicho ignored it. As she left the room, Hitsugaya heard the distinct sound of furniture being piled up against the door, Matsumoto's solution to making sure that the two "lovebirds" stayed put.
The young prodigy sighed; it was not going to be a good day. "Come on Momo," he said, as he saw an escape route. "Let's go out the window". After checking to make sure that his zanpaku-to, Hyorinmaru, was securely strapped to his back, Hitsugaya vaulted athletically over the windowsill, and landed softly on the ground below. Momo heaved a sigh, and even though the look in her eyes showed that she wouldn't have minded being trapped in the room with the white-haired captain a little while longer, she followed her friend outside.
Muttering darkly about how he was going to murder his fuku-taicho when he found her, Hitsugaya was about to stalk off, when he was stopped by the arrival of a hell butterfly. The black-winged creature landed on his finger.
"All captains and vice-captains are to report to Division 1 for a meeting," the butterfly said in a high pitched voice, before it flapped its wings and took to the sky again.
"Come on, Shiro-chan, we'd better go," said Momo. "I wonder if it has something to do with Aizen-taicho," she whispered softly. The hope in her voice was unmistakable, even though Aizen had stabbed both her and Hitsugaya and left them to die (A/N: this story takes place after Aizen betrayed SS, though before the Winter War).
Hitsugaya too hoped that the meeting would be about Aizen, though for a different reason. When I get my hands on that treacherous bastard… he thought murderously. He heard Hyorinmaru's empathetic agreement in his mind, both zanpaku-to and wielder wanted their revenge on the man who haId betrayed them all.
Both lost in thought, Hitsugaya and Momo shunpoed their way towards the 1st division.
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