Author's Note: This is my first Bleach fanfiction and I'm hoping it will turn out alright... any and all comments are welcome... constructive criticism please... and forgive any spelling errors please as i had to use note pad that won't even let you italicize let alone spell check... thoughts are inside the single quotation marks...

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Matsumoto was bored. For once she actually wanted to do something, anything. She hadn't had a good fun project in forever, and was really hoping she could stumble on to something soon, something spectacular that the soul society would talk about for months. She contemplated what she could do as she pushed piles of paper out of the way to close the door to her office.

"Did you get your paperwork done today Matsumoto?" Toushiro Hitsugaya knew there was no way the red head had done her duties that day, as he had only gotten on to her about it twice that day.

"Of course, captain." Matsumoto put on the best hurt face she could make carefully blocking the door with her body."Why do you always think I haven't"

"Because you don't"

"Lighten up, Captain. Life isn't all about paper work." The 10th squad liuetenant was met with a frosty glare.

"It isn't all about drinking and sleeping either. Get it, done for real, Matsumoto." The white haired captain strode out of the office knowing that hanging around would just cause his subordinate to work more sluggishly.

'That kid really needs a girlfriend. Someone who will teach him to have a little fun...' Matsumoto gasped. That was it! She would play matchmaker and find Toushiro a girl. Not just any girl though, she had to chose someone who would be laid back and would mesh with the no-nonsense 10th squad captain. That would shake up the soul society! The little prodigy in love? Simply brilliant. A grin spread over the red heads face. this was going to be fun.

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Rangiku walked into the weekly Soul Reaper Women Organization meeting witha huge smile plastered on her face. All the female soul reapers were supposed to attend these meetings although often there were a few missing due to missions and work and what not. Matsumoto personally loved the meetings because it gave her an excuse to drop whatever she was supposed to be doing for Hitsugaya and gossip or plan how to adorify the soul society.

"Yay! we can finally start!" Yachiru glomped the well endowed woman squeeking with happiness.

Soi Fon got to her feet. "Yes, but what are we going to talk about? the entire soul society is still recovering from the Aizen incident," Momo flinched at the mention of her former captain's name. The poor girl still believed in Aizen's innocence, it was infuriating and heartbreaking at the same time. However Soi Fon was having some difficulties at feeling any sympathy for the girl. "Nothing is going to get done, I vote to post-pone the meetings until this mess is delt with." The room was filled with "aye" s and the deafening sound of chair legs scraping against the floor.

"Hold it" Matsumoto's voice rang out through the room. "I'm going to need your help with something"

Meanwhile Toushiro had decided it was definately possible for his lieutenant to have gotten her act together and done some real work. Maybe not probable, but certainly possible. She was away at her silly meeting right now and it couldn't hurt to see how much she'd actually accomplished that day.

He pushed against the office door and found that it wouldn't open more than a quarter of an inch at the most. He pressed one of his emerald eyes to the crack in the door to see if he could discover what was blocking the door, but he was met with only darkness. Toushiro sighed and pushed a little harder. There was still no give in the door. Growing more and more curious by the second Captain Hitsugaya threw every pound of his weight against the wooden door. He was rewarded by the door slamming open and carried by his momentum, the short captain was thrown rather comically, head first into a pile of paper that stood taller than himself. Whoosh! paper flew up everywhere and Toushiro felt he was going to be suffocated by the sheer weight of the massive amounts of paper landing on him. Flailing his arms and legs Toushiro was able to escape his almost paper tomb and flick the light switch.

As soon as he was able to see the room, he wanted to kill Matsumoto. Preferably slowly and painfully...Maybe he would strangle her... He would have to attack from the back. God only knows what would happen if he tried to reach her from the front... he'd probably bounce.
Ink and paper covered every inch of the office. The desk was hidden among countless pages and there were several Hitsugaya sized stacks. Just to be spiteful the captain knocked a few of the piles over. How had it gotten this bad? Thinking back on it Toushiro realized that with all the chaos Aizen had caused, it had been forever since he had actually made his second in command do any work, he had just assumed that she had been doing it.

He turned to leave then stopped and sighed. If this never got done, it would be him getting the riot act from 1st captain Yamamoto, not Rangiku. The 10th squad leader carefully cleaned off a space to sit and started working trying not to think about the hours of life he was about to lose.

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"So what you guys think?" Matsumoto had filled all the women in on her little scheme and was being met with mixed reactions.

"I don't think Toshiro would like that idea very much..." Momo said quietly. Her statement was met with many anonymous agreement noises.

'Dammit' she had forgotten just how popular her captain was with the women. "Whether or not he would like the idea is irrelevant, and I swear if any of you breathe even one word of this meeting to anyone not present..." Matsumoto let her voice trail off, hoping the tone of her voice was scary enough to impose upon the women how important it was for Toushiro to NEVER learn that she was behind any of this. "Alright, so I was thinking we need to find a girl similar to the captain and maybe shorter...?" A few women snickered at that.

"I'm short!" Yachiru pulled at Matsumoto's cloak. The red head patted the little girl on the head.

"Sorry Yahciru, you're not quite what I'm looking for... and just imagine how sad ken-chan would be if you left him"

The little girl pouted for a second only to be replaced by a big grin. "Okay then!"

"What about Rukia Kuchiki?" An unidentifiable voice called from somewhere at the end of the table. 'hmmm... Rukia...the unseated soul reaper was actually shorter than the captain... and they were both ice controllers...she definately had a sense of humor... yes, this could work'

"But what about ichigo"

"Yeah! and Renji"

"So what about them? they had their chance, If they wanted her they should've taken her. Now someone else should get a shot." There was a lot of muttering around the room in response to this. 'This is going to be a major problem' thought Rangiku. There were too many women against the pairing and surely someone would let something slip and then she would be toast... well maybe more like ice cream but you get the point.

"You know what? You girls are right... this was a bad idea. Sorry for wasting your time." Matsumoto bowed her head, the very picture of defeat. The room let out a collective sigh of relief. 'Geez thats creepy...Maybe i should warn the captain not to wander into any dark alleys by himself...'

R&R plz. and for those of you wondering i will be continuing my other fanfics but my notebook got soaked and i have to wait for it to dry before i can do anything else :(

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