"Hmm…"

The one and only Ukitake Juushiro was stumped. He had volunteered to take pictures of a Unohana Retsu for money to get new phones. The Shinigami Men's Association had decided to try out the Women's Association's paparazzi technique to gather funds , and as the only captain leveled shinigami within the SMA, he also didn't have a choice but to take pictures of the gentle but extremely frightening 4th squad captain.

"What has gotten you in such a mood my dear friend?" a lazy Kyoraku asked.

Ukitake looked down at the pink blob that had decided to take a nap on his newly cleaned floor. Taking a sip of his medicinal tea he said "I may have a problem…"

"Oh? And what may that be?"

"I have to…" Ukitake gulped in preparation for what he knew was a kin to a dynamite explosion, "take a picture of Unohana-san-"

"Ahh! My Juushiro has finally realized his long time love of the beautiful Retsu!" At this point the once dormant 8th squad captain was up and running about patting (more like slapping) Ukitake on the back, but he stopped suddenly, "Can't be too hard right? It's just a picture…"

"Shunsui… I have to get a picture of Unohana-san with her hair down!" Just the image made Ukitake flush. He knew he loved the only woman that saved his life more than a handful of times, and he still never bored from thinking about her.

"Hahahaha!" Kyoraku couldn't help but laugh, it wasn't a secret that if anyone laid eyes on Unohana with her hair down that person would be rooted to the spot for close to eternity.

"Why are you laughing? I could die!"

"You are so ignorant Juu! You won't die! Can't you see that your Retsu harbors the same feelings that you do for her? She only watches you every passing da-"

A heavily breathing Ise Nanao fixed her glasses and removed the book that had come in contact with her captain's head. "I'm very sorry Ukitake-taicho, Come on Kyoraku-taicho we have work to do" and with that she grabbed the over excited Kyoraku and dragged him towards the 8th squad barracks.

"Aww.. My Juu is finally realizing his love, and you drag me away while I was giving him advise!"

A smile grew on the sickly captain's face, 'Everyday hmm?'

He was in luck, today just happened to be his monthly check-up. He then grabbed his camera, and with a heart racing leap he was off to the 4th division. Once he made it to the front desk a frightened looking Hanatarou got up and walked him to his room.

'Ok…Calm…I just have to remove the hair tie, jump back, take a picture and run for my life!' He was immersed in thought and when he heard the knock on the door he nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Are you decent Ukitake-taicho?"

"Ahh…Umm…Yes! Please come in!" He answered as he franticly hid the camera in the sleeve of his haori.

The door opened to reveal Unohana dressed in her normal full length haori which showed her authority as the best healer in all of Seireitei. Even as normal as it was, her image still took his breath away, but then he mentally slapped himself. 'How could I have forgotten that she braids her hair to the front?'

Sensing the fluctuating reiatsu of the white haired captain, Unohana asked "Are you ok Ukitake-taicho?"

"Fine! Great! I've even been feeling better lately, I haven't had a coughing fit in quite some time."

"That's good…Have a seat" She gave a smile and proceeded to check his lungs.

"Mmmm…" Ukitake closed his eyes and was momentarily engulfed with warmth as Unohana continued with the usual procedures. He had forgotten all about his mission until he felt a tickling sensation on his wrist. He looked down and saw the end of his long time secret love's braid. As well as the hair tie.

In the next moment he swiftly removed the hair tie and watched as the angelic locks of hair fell out of its usual braid and fell behind her. Immediately he knew why people where fixed to the ground after seeing her in this state. 'The real thing is definitely more beautiful than my imagination…' he thought breathlessly.

"Ukitake-taicho… what do you think you're doing?" an ominous smile stretched across the healer's face.

The words broke him out of his trance and he remembered his mission. Ukitake pulled out his camera and snapped a picture and quickly made a v-line towards the door. But before he even made it a few feet Unohana had caught him by the cuff of his sleeve and was reeling him in as if he were a fish.

"Ahh… Unohana-san…I-I can explain!"

" Of course you can Ukitake-taicho" He gulped at the emphasis put on the captain's title, but before he knew it he felt soft lips on his own. Just as quickly as it happened the kiss was over, and he found himself standing there stupidly."Hado 31: Shakkaho (Red Flame Cannon)!"

The spell had awakened him from his day dream once more and he immediately looked at the steaming pile of rubble on the ground. "MY CAMERA!" he screamed in a high pitched tone that could rival the bark of a Chihuahua.

"Soi Fon!" the command from Unohana sent a barrage of ninja stars flying through the window and pinned poor Ukitake to the infirmary walls. He was overcome with an overwhelming sense of déjà vu.

Unohana produced a scapel from her own sleeve and cut open the defenseless Captain's uniform. "Smile!" and with that she took a few angle shots and laughed. She gave Ukitake one last peck on the lips asked him out to dinner (which he accepted with haste), and ran for the Shinigami Women's Associations' head quarters.

I'm probably going to write some more on this story…