A/N: Okay, so here's my first chaptered story. I've had this idea in my head since reading this little opinion. I've got a decent plot outline in my head, but this is all I got when it's late at night, and I'm supposed to be sleeping. This also came to me at work. Who knew that a great thinking time is when your supposed to be cleaning? Oh well, here it goes. Good, not good? Let me know. -KG

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plotline I came up with. Other then that, I got nothing, so don't sue.

There are three phrases in the history of mankind that human beings have a hard time saying. Sometimes it takes a swallowing of pride, or working up guts. Other times it just means saying what you keep hidden.

I'm sorry. Help me. I love you.

XoXoXoX

The door to the Eighth Division slid open at quarter to eight. Nanao took in the sight of the peaceful office before her. It was the same as she'd left it last night. She was always the first to arrive and the last to leave.

Although this happened daily, she still took in the time to be calmed by the serentiy of it. In a few hours, the office would not hold that same quality. It was no doubt that she would be hard-pressed doing paperwork, while certain other high-ups would lounge around all day, namely Captain Kyoraku.

She was gone for a moment as she made her daily cup of tea. Returning, she stood before the open window, gazing out at the cherry blossom trees. Yes, if fifteen minutes to think was all she got a day, she would take it.

Strange thing was, something definitely felt different today, although she couldn't put her foot on it. Was today the day her captain would finally do his own paperwork perhaps? I doubt it.

No, there would more likely than not be an unreasonable excuse for not doing paperwork. Instead, he would probably sleep the day away, and afterwards he would read her sappy poetry, all declaring his undying love -which was untrue- that would end up distracting her from her work. Then again, all of this depended on if he came in before noon.

And then it will be another late night at the office... She inwardly groaned. How many times would that make it this week? Oh well, someone had to do it. With those thoughts in mind, she set her cup on the edge of her desk and sat down.

Today's paperwork was already waiting for her on her desk. At least there was someone else doing their job. Unlike someone else I know.

She started filling out the first form. Even if her captain did show up, he would probably find napping on the couch more important than running the division. The smell of sake and his snores would fill the office soon.

Although I am more at ease when I can hear him. Maybe it's just the fact that he's nearby.

She dropped her pen and jolted upright. She did not just think that. Shaking her head and rubbing her temples slightly, she returned to the form.

XoXoXoX

About three and a half hours later, Nanao got up to stretch. She shook her right hand lightly. One of these days, she was going to get Carpal Tunnel for sure. She went out to make another cup of tea before sitting back down on her desk.

When she got there, she noticed a small envelope sitting on top of her yet-to-be-completed pile, centered exactly. Her name was written neatly in the center of the document. This was not there when she got here this morning. She would have seen it before then. She was also pretty sure that no one was in the office while she was gone making her tea. She was only gone a minute.

Curious, she picked it up and turned it over, finding it to be just a piece of paper folded into thirds. It had some sort of strange seal on the back, that came off easily when she opened it. It showed a red moon, in the sliver shape. The design was imprinted on the wax-type material it composed of.

On the center block, a message was written. The ink was strange too, now that she looked at it. It was a deep reddish color, one she hadn't ever seen before. Her eyes widened slightly at the message displayed inside.

I'll be watching you.

Well, this was certainly strange. It wasn't everyday that notes were left for her, especially ones that weren't from her Captain. Yes, she knew it wasn't from him, for this wasn't his handwriting.

Besides, his notes were filled up to the brim with false proclamations of love for her, not questionable statements in strange liquids. She had to admit, it was kind of creepy. Certainly not something from her oh-so-devoted superior.

She brought her head up with a snap, hearing the said person responding a good afternoon to one of the division members. Without really thinking about it, she quickly concealed the strange note in her top left drawer, under some of her other documents. Well, what do you know? It's before noon. I think this is a new record.

She would investigate this note situation later. For now, no one needed to know about it, especially a certain Captain that may overreact. After all, it could just be a gag.

More than likely anyway. I'll have to ask Rangiku about it later. Still, the little voice inside her head told her she knew better. She resisted the slight urge she had to shiver.

Ignoring it, she brought her hands up to smooth her perfect hair back before stretching slightly. She was in the process of reshuffling her paperwork when the door to the office slid open.

"Good morning, my lovely Nanao-chan!"

End of Part One

A/N: So yeah, like I said before, it's late right now so I didn't have a bunch of time on hand. I'd like to know what you think, good, bad, or indifferent. I'll have more up soon. -KG