Okay... this one is a very weird one based loosely on a real event. I wrote it in about 10-15 minutes, so don't blame me if it seems OOC or whatever.

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Kyouraku supposed he'd brought it on himself. One time too many slipping away and falling asleep in obscure places, once too often coming into the office late and with a headache, once too often teasing his vice-captain just a little too much.

Even so, he felt that standing over him with a hairbrush as he worked through the large pile of overdue paperwork was going a bit too far.

Nanao had placed a jug of sake on the corner of his desk, and every time he thought she wasn't looking looking and reached for it, she would tap his hand smartly with the business end of the brush.

'I swear you weren't even looking that time, Nanao-chan.'

'I wasn't.'

'Then how -'

'You're not going to be able to distract me like that, Kyouraku-taichou.'

'I won't?'

'No.' She accompanied the statement with another rap on the back of his hand.

'That actually hurts, Nanao-chan.'

'If it didn't, it wouldn't be very effective, Taichou.'

'True, true.' He decided to try another tactic.

After ten minutes and no further tries for the sake, Nanao deemed it safe to start on her own work. Kyouraku waited a further five minutes before looking around furtively and reaching for the jug.

Nanao sighed. 'Do I need to stand over you again, Taichou?'

'Nanao-chan, why would you even think that?'

'You're reaching for the sake again.'

There was a pause and Kyouraku withdrew his hand.

'You know, if you keep hitting me with that I won't be able to write, Nanao-chan.'

'You will note, Kyouraku-taichou, that the sake is on the left hand side of your desk. You are currently writing with your right hand, and -'

'But if I reached for it with my right hand,' he interrupted, doing so, 'then - ow!'

Said hand had been hit.

'Also, I hit you on the back of your hand. You use your fingers to hold a brush.'

'It's like being hit by a hedgehog,' he grumbled.

'You have been?

'I've been hit by a toy one.'

'Oh? Who by?'

'Yachiru-chan.'

'Ah.'

There was a pause.

'Toy hedgehogs aren't spiky, are they?'

'They are when Yachiru-chan is the one using them.' Kyouraku gave an affected shudder.

'I see she scarred you. However,' she pushed her glasses up her nose, 'that isn't going to excuse you from your paperwork.'

'Aw, Nanao-chan...'

'Back to work, taichou.'

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