This was supposed to be done a while ago but lazy me and the fact that exams, homework, yada yada come on I'm 16 gimme a break. Anyway, to Kristine93 I am so sorry it took so long but yeah I can be a bit lazy at times and what with ideas aww screw excuses. Two more things spelling not my strong point so don't hammer me to hard, and I don't own Bleach.

Of Humble Beginnings

Hitsugaya was tapping his fingers on his desk and was trying to work with the other. His head was throbbing. It was now almost two in the afternoon and since twelve some wannabe band was playing terrible versions of songs he knew. The worst part of that was the fact that the singer was of pitch and key in every one.

His fuko-taicho, Matsumoto, was actually trying to work. Given that she had napped already, but still it was a surprise. She noticed her taicho's odd behavior. She also knew what was bothering him. It was awhile ago, but she had heard him singing in the shower. As well as when he was working. He was really good, but when ever she asked about it he would say he had no idea what she was talking about or something like that.

Hitsugaya suddenly squeezed his eyes shut and snapped his pen. He stood up not saying a word, and grabbed Hyorinmaru and started to walk out. Matsumoto quickly stood up and grabbed him by the shoulders. Pulling him back. The little captain began to struggle to get out. "Let me go Matsumoto or so help me I'll use you to cool my drinks," he said.

Not knowing what else to do she spun him around and put him in one of her smothering hugs. "Taicho promise me you won't go over there and I'll let you go," she stated firmly and clearly.

The young captain heard every word of that, and looked at his two choices. He could either say no and die an odd yet pleasant death, or say yes and continue to live but have to hear more of that horrific music. He decided with the first, well he did until he began to turn blue. It was about that time when he nodded. Matsumoto felt the nod and asked, "Promise?"

He nodded again but this time a bit more hectic. She released him and he took a step back. He collapsed to his knees dropping Hyorinmaru and panted, "AIR!"

Matsumoto couldn't help but to giggle, it was cute. She stood over him until he got up and made his way back to his desk.

The two put up with the racket for two more hours. The one good thing about it was that it gave them motivation to finish their work. By 4:30 that afternoon they had finished. They both needed to get away from the nails on chalkboard screech of the of the singer. Hitsugaya decided to head to the bar where Matsumoto usually hung out at.

Upon their entry the two got many strange glances and awkward stares. "What?" Matsumoto asked putting her hands on her hips.

It was a little weird but it worked everyone turned back to what they were doing. The two sat down at a table away from the crowd. Matsumoto ordered sake and Hitsugaya ordered tea. Their drinks were brought over and a waiter placed a sheet of paper in the center of the table. Hitsugaya assumed it was the bill, but at the top of the sheet were the words: Battle of the Bands!!

Hitsugaya grabbed the sheet and began to read it. He laughed at the thought, but inwardly he pondered whether he should enter. Then he realized that he had no one to enter with. He set the sheet down and began to drink his tea. The two conversed about fickle things as well as past events. Both enjoyed the conversation it was different talking to each other.

Suddenly the door to the bar burst open. In walked the red-headed Renji. In his hand was a larger than average guitar case. "OY MATSUMOTO!" he shouted.

The strawberry blonde looked up at her friend and smiled. She beckoned him over. He was quick to oblige, and began to make his way. He sat next to Hitsugaya careful to put space between them. At least enough room for him not to be frozen. "Renji what's up with the guitar case?" Matsumoto questioned.

"Oh this?" He held up the case, "This is my second pride and joy, my bass."

"I didn't know you played bass, Abarai," Hitsugaya said.

"Yeah of corse it takes out stress, strengthens my will and fingers, plus well plus it just sounds cool," Renji said grinning then added, "Sir."

Hitsugaya wondered just how good Renji was. He might have a shot with this Battle Of The Bands thing. "Play something then Abarai," he said.

Renji was quick to oblige. He opened the case to reveal a beat up red bass with Zabimaru written on it in what looked like sharpie. He checked to see if it was in tune than started to play the bass line to "Seven Nation Army" by The White Stripes. He was good he had the occasional slip up but over all it was really good. He finished up and led into another song. It was a little heavier. It took awhile to recognize it, but Matsumoto recognized it. "Hey that's Keep Away by Godsmack," she said with a grin.

She began to tab the drum line with her hands on the table. Hitsugaya took note of this. Matsumoto was really good, dare he say it flawless. "This might work," he thought. He knew the words to the song, and since everyone was already looking. He figured that he might as well. He began to sing, "Sickness filling through your lies, faith in everything that you thought was a lie. Slap me up in my heart again, I am. Drag me through the wasted lies like you forever did," he continued to the end of the song throwing in the occasional improvisation.

They finished up and the people in the bar clapped, and the bar tender gave them one free round. He made sure to emphasize that it was only one free round. "Well whada think Hitsugaya-taicho?" Renji asked.

"Not bad Abarai, not bad at all," he said with a small smile, "You to Matsumoto."

Matsumoto nodded to show her thanks. The three talked for another hour. Hitsugaya announced around five that he had to go finish up some paperwork. The two nodded and he got up and left.

As he walked back to his office he started to think that maybe this band idea would work. But they still needed to find a guitarist. And more importantly he had to make sure the other two were willing to go along with it. He closed the door and began to think about everything that had happened, whatever happened next it was gonna be an odd week.

Well I know it's not much but hey things'll get better trust me I'm writing it right. Anyway if you have ideas lemme know oh and if anyone knows how to change their name on here let me know if I can't please call me Roloff.