This isn't my first fanfic, I've never posted previous ones, but it is my first Bleach fic. I hope they aren't too ooc or Mary-Sue-like but I really don't give a shit if all you're going to do is flame or be a dumb ass, please give me constructive criticism. Be as harsh as you want as long as it is truthful and grill me on my punctuation and grammar because it pisses me off so much when someone misspells every other word so I hope I don't do the same. I really didn't write this for the readers, it was sort of for myself because I haven't been feeling very good lately but I hope at least one person enjoys it. I have no idea where this is going. There might be some romantic pairing, but no promises. If anything Nanao/Shunsui. It might seem like they are already falling for each other in this chapter, but right now it is just platonic.

Chapter One: Pass the Pink Haori

The streets of Seireitei were as quiet as ever on this cold November night. Shunsui sat atop one of the roofs, watching his division jog back into the building after their evening training session. He knew he had paperwork to do, but he preferred to wait for his sweet Nanao-chan to come remind him. No matter what else changed in his life, he knew he could count on her to let him know of the amazingly fun wok he was supposed to be doing.

He counts down, "five, four, three, two -"

"Kyôraku-taichou," Ise calls, as she shunpo's to the roof.

"You're early, Nanao-chan,"he replies grinning. "I bet you missed me so much and you just couldn't wait to see me," he teases, still looking down as the last of his shinigami leave the open grounds.

She glares at him, "I need you to sign these papers, Taichou, they need to be handed in by -"

"Now, Now. No need to ruin such a nice night as this with boring paperwork. Sit down, relax, have some sake, " he reaches to his left and pours her a cup from the bottle of sake he had been previously drinking from. She slides her glasses higher and turns away.

"Paperwork does not get done by sitting around all day, and drinking does not help much, either," she counters, sighing.

"How about we make a deal, my sweet? Come and take a walk with me, only an hour of your time, and I promise I will sign all the papers you give me," he gets up. "You need to get outside more, there's so much more to life than work, you know," he argues, smiling, as he walks over to her and wraps his arm over her shoulder.

She begins to pull away. "But, the papers?-"

"They can wait," he says as he pulls her closer and guides her to the other side of the roof that is lower to the ground. He jumps down, landing gracefully, and she follows.

She hesitates, but finally turns back to him. "Only an hour. And you promise you will do all of it?" She hasn't taken a nice, peaceful walk in a long time, and would appreciate it if she could take some time off. Recently with Aizen's true intentions revealed everyone has been stressed out.

"Have I ever lied to you before, Nanao-chan?" he stumbles over a rock and catches himself. Perhaps he had too much sake. She does not answer him, knowing that although he might have exaggerated in the past, he never once lied to her. Instead, she walks by his side through the dark alleyways.

They come to a small park out of Seireitei, in the second district of West Rukongai. A bench is to their right and Shunsui sits down, then decides to get more comfortable and ends up laying on his back. She sits on the bench a few feet away from him. It is a chilly night. She shivers, and he notices.

She closes her eyes for a moment leaning back a little, and listens to the crickets chirping in the tall grass a few meters away. She feels a heavy warmth settle across her lap and looks down. Her captains obnoxiously pink haori is draped around her, and she sees him lay back down on the bench, closing his eyes again.

"Taichou, this is... hardly appropriate," she stumbles attempting to give it back.

"Shhh," he hushes, swatting her arm away and puts it over her again. "You're cold, I don't need it. Don't be so formal," he mummers as he turns on his side. She whispers a soft thanks. The garment still holds the warmth and scent of its previous owner; sake and something spicy. She breathes in deeply and lets out a small sigh, again, pulling it so it covers most of her body.

"Anytime," he says. They lay there for a few minutes, just listening to the sounds of the night. A dog and it's owner walking on the path near by, the wind whistling through the buildings and lanes, the sound of two children running to their house as there mother calls them in for the night, and the loud thud of the alleyway could all be heard clearly. Wait, alleyways don't thud. Nanao opens her eyes and looks toward it, then notices that her captain has done the same. The look at each other questioningly. This is the second district. It isn't the rowdy eightieth. Any district above sixty-five throughout the night you can hear strange noises, loud bar fights, and people groaning in pain and being ignored; but not here. They both realized that they were probably overreacting and settled down again. After all, it wasn't often that they had the time to relax. Well maybe Shunsui did but...

There is was again. He sits up and starts to walk over. "Taichou?" she asks. There really is no need to find out what it is. It was most likely a stray cat or the wind blowing something over.

"I can't rest properly when I have this on my mind," he says as he walks backwards. He trips over a root but, once again, catches himself in time. Definitely way too much sake.

"Taichou!" she repeats as he falls. When she sees he is fine she catches up with him. "Taichou, it is probably nothing. Any ways, we should start heading back, it's already been more than an hour and-"

"Fukataichou, I'm sorry. I'm going to need that," he cuts her off as he grabs his haori. He kneels down.

"Fukataichou? I've been trying to get you to say that for years." she says. "What is-". He picks up something off the ground. It is wrapped up in his kimono when he turns around and steps in the light. It is a girl.

TBC