Hitsugaya Toshiro was annoyed. He was pacing back and forth in front of his desk when the source of his annoyance sauntered in. She twirled around and held her nails out for inspection.
"Isn't this color wonderful?" she crooned. "Yumchika and I just went to the spa and-"
Matsumoto looked into her captain's eyes and saw utter fury. His face was so red that if she didn't know better, she'd say he'd been sniffing chocolates again.
"What?" she inquired. Hitsugaya let out an exasperated sigh. He gestured at her. She didn't seem to get it.
"Have you been walking around like this all day?" he demanded. Matsumoto stared at him like a deer in the headlights.
"What's wrong with my attire?" she inquired. "Do I have spinach stuck in between my teeth or something? Ooooo… I'm going to kill Yumchika. I can't believe he didn't tell me. That meanie, always wanting to look the best-"
"God, woman," Hitsugaya yelled finally. He was absolutely infuriated. "Is it physically impossible for you to wear your uniform properly?"
"There's nothing wrong with my uniform, thank you very much," she snapped.
"Your freaking nipples are showing and you call that ok?" Hitsugaya demanded blushing furiously.
"They are not showing," Matsumoto insisted. She pulled her top open farther. "Now my nipples are showing."
Hitsugaya was red from head to toe. He gave her his most livid glare, reached up, and pulled her shirt closed. She glared back.
"Don't pull my shirt closed that much," she instructed as she loosened it once more. "It'll hurt my reputation."
"Reputation as what?" Hitsugaya demanded. He grabbed her shirt again and yanked it closed.
"As the most beautiful woman in Seireitei," she stated pulling her shirt open again.
"More like the looniest woman in Seireitei," Hitsugaya yelled back. He yanked her shirt closed again. "No lieutenant of mine is going to prance around like a stripper."
Matsumoto made to open her shirt again, but this time Hitsugaya got there first. They tugged her top in opposite directions, murder in their eyes.
The door of their office crashed open and Ikkaku barreled inside. He looked from Hitsugaya to Matsumoto and back to Hitsugaya.
"What are you doing here?" Hitsugaya snapped without stopping his game of tug-o-war with his lieutenant.
"Well," he began nervously, eyeing Matsumoto. "Yumchika went out with Rangiku and I can't find him, so I checked your house Rangiku and you weren't there…"
Ikkaku smirked. "But you two are obviously busy so don't let me interrupt." With an evil cackle Ikkaku ran out of the room nearly missing dying on Hyorinmaru.
Hitsugaya relinquished Matsumoto's robes with a scowl and sat down at his desk. She studied his blooming red face for a second and then kissed him on the lips.
"One usually doesn't go for a woman's body before her lips," she smirked. "But then again, maybe that's your style."
Matsumoto twisted in a way quite impressive for a woman of her size and avoided dying on an icicle.
"Ikkaku!" she screamed gleefully as Hitsugaya flew after her in full bankai mode. "Wait for me!"
Byakuya looked up from his work just in time to see Ikkaku whiz by his window followed by a screaming Matsumoto. Not far behind her came Hitsugaya flying through the air shrieking curses.
Byakuya sighed and turned back to his desk. Just another ordinary day in Seireitei.
Teehee. This was just a random idea I came up with. I hope you liked it.
