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Admiral Shirai was sitting at his desk, working on some paperwork when Aoba walked into his office. "Excuse me." She said as she came in, sitting down on the couch with a soft sigh. With that sigh, she instantly had Shirai's full attention, so much so that he wadded up the paper he was almost finished with and threw it over his shoulder into the trash can behind him.

"Is something wrong, Aoba?" He asked her.

Aoba looked at him with a sad smile. "It's just that there's nothing going on; nothing to write about for tomorrow's paper, and I want a scoop so bad!" She whined before suddenly getting a sparkle in her eyes. "Commander! Why not run around the naval base in your underwear?" She giggled, holding her camera up.

Shirai stood up, his hands on his desk. "That would be inappropriate, Aoba." He said right before he ripped his shirt off. "I'll only take my shirt off."
"What!? You're really going to do it!?" The girl exclaimed, surprised.
Without another word the admiral took off running.
"Hey! Wait for me!" Aoba was hot on his heels, her camera at the ready.

Fusou was walking down the hall when the admiral suddenly jogged by. "Ah, admiral." She said, looking back at him.
"Good afternoon, Fusou." Shirai said, doubling back and jogging in place beside her. "The weather is nice today, isn't it?"
"Yes, the sky is a beautiful blue today." She answered, a soft smile on her face.
"Great weather for a jog."

"Don't wear yourself out, OK?"
"Yes, I'll be careful." He smiled at her. "Well then, I'll be off."
"Hai." She said.

The admiral took off, leaving Fusou behind as she continued on her way. Suddenly, she stopped, a blush spreading across her face. The admiral... he was... without a shirt... Steam fluttered out through her ears as Aoba ran by after snapping a photo.

Inazuma was walking into the main building when she heard the admiral call out to her. "Good afternoon, nanodesu."
"Good afternoon, nanodesu." She replied right as the admiral passed her. Suddenly realizing what she'd just seen, she whirled around. "Nanodesu!?"

"Onee-sama! Are you ready?" Hiei called out from the pitcher's mound, Kongou standing across from her with a bat in her hand.
"Bring it on!" Kongou said with an aura of confidence, the bat firmly gripped in her hands.

As Hiei brought her arm back, Kongou saw something out of the corner of her eye that made her drool. As the admiral ran by the playing field, shirtless, she could do nothing but stare even as a baseball slammed into her forehead and cleanly bounced off.

"Teitoku~!" She finally yelled before running off after him, leaving behind a bewildered Hiei.

The Next Day

Admiral Shirai was working on a crumpled up piece of paper when Aoba came in with the base's daily newspaper. "Did everything turn out well?" He asked as she set it down on his desk, the admiral wadding up the paperwork once again and tossing it over his shoulder.

"Yes! All thanks to you, commander!" Aoba said, smiling big and wide. "I've already sold over five-hundred copies!"
"Five-hundred?" The admiral questioned, laying down a coin for the newspaper. "We don't have that many personnel."
"I sell to some of the nearby naval bases and to HQ."
"That explains the call."

"Anyways~" She took some photos out of her pocket. "You don't mind if I sell some pictures of you shirtless, do you?"
"Who would buy them?" Shirai asked, perking up an eyebrow.
"Do you want to know?" She asked with a wink.
"No, not really." He answered.

"Hai, hai~" She turned around, putting the pictures back in her pocket. "Thanks for everything yesterday, commander!"
He gave her a thumbs up. "Anytime."

As Aoba walked out, the admiral went digging for his crumpled up paperwork.