The Ice Dragon and the Angel of Snow
Prologue
Toushiro Hitsugaya always hated hot weather, and always wondered why it never snowed in Soul Society. Snow was his favorite weather condition, yet he could only experience it in the human world most of the time. Hyorinmaru, Toushiro's loyal and power zanpaktou, always made snow descend from the heavens when he was released, so he couldn't complain about snow too much. Still, he knew he couldn't just release Hyorinmaru whenever he felt like seeing snow...that would be absurd.
Yet that wasn't the only thing that would have been absurd at the moment. If Toushiro could wish for one thing, it would be to one day walk into his office without being buried in paper work that was left by his lazy vice captain, Matsumoto. And speak of the devil, just as Captain Hitsugaya made his way to his desk, he caught site of the women who was responsible for the mess, and she asleep on the couch...AGAIN!
"Matsumoto!" Toushiro yelled, nearly sending the poor women through the roof. "Why must you continue to..."
"Oh! Captain," Matsumoto interupted happily, smacking away the sake cups that were left on the coffee table in front of her. " I was waiting for you to finish your Morning Duties, so I just took a little nap. I was going to finish the paper work as soon as I woke up, honestly."
Toushiro gave her his famous scowl and walked over to his desk and took a seat. This was what he put with every morning, 24/7. He was amazed at the fact that he didn't kill himself over all the insanity that happened in his division. Soul Society was still on the look out for Aizen, and the Thirteen Court Guard Squads were getting ready for the war as best they could, even if they were missing three captains.
Matsumoto noticed her Captain in deep thought and could guess what he was thinking about. She may have goofed off at times, but she was still a vice captain, and a strong one at that. She took a glance at the clock in the front of the room and nearly fell out of the chair.
"Captain!" Matsumoto shouted, knocking the white-haired boy out of his scrutiny. "I forgot to tell you that there is an important Captains meeting at noon."
Toushiro frowned and let out a long sigh. He was not in the mood to hear the voice of that grumpy geezer, not to mention the arguing that the other captains. His eyes slowly looked at the clocked and bulged. It was 11:50, ten minutes to noon, and the council room was twenty minutes away, there was no way he would make the meeting in time. And there was no one to blame but...
"MATSUMOTO!!"