Hi all. This is my first time writing a fanfiction. I have recently joined this awesome place and loving everything I have read so far. If you happen to stumble upon this piece of writing i have started a while ago, please help me out with anything that might be wrong with this. I sincerely hope and request for any positive/negative feedback you might have about this.

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here I go. Thanks in advance for your attention.

Disclaimer: (I have noticed this thing in many of the stories I've read.) I DO NOT OWN BLEACH. (like Duh! )

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Chapter 1. An Icy Monday:

Hitsugaya Toushiro Taichou has always considered himself a calm, mature, dignified captain. One of the top three respectable captains of the 13 squads at least. He is strong, righteous, brave, kind to his subordinates and never treats anyone unfairly. He also cares about his vice-captain Matsumoto Rangiku a great deal, despite her lack of work ethics, frequent lounging around during work hours, queues of admirers and excessive alcohol consumption. Also her every other belittling cutesy teases towards him has always been followed by some sort of rock candy bribes. Yep. He is extremely satisfied with himself and his vice-captain.

But this time, he cracked.

He had to spend this whole weekend with Karin at Ichigo's. And this meant dodging the very frequent and potent comments and lectures about how to be a prefect boyfriend to Karin from her father and brother. During which, Isshin and Ichigo never failed to point out several times, how after 6 months since he's first met Karin, he hasn't grown an inch and she is already half a foot taller than him. Their advice usually included various ways to make up for that fact. Number one of which is KEEPING HIS HANDS OFF KARIN. Usually during each of these lectures, the three would always end up in a fight, bawling at each other. All throughout these very rare occurrences of Isshin and Ichigo finally agreeing on something, while Hitsugaya barely caring about that fact that he was the reason behind this unlikely unity and bond between this father and son duo, he was busy dodging their random saliva sprays, air punches and kicks with his shunpo while screaming I AM NOT DATING KARIN, I AM JUST HERE FOR A SOCCER MATCH. All his screaming and shunpo, which soon left him very tired and gave him a sore throat, produced nothing but the miserable failing of getting his words through their thick skulls.

Accompanied by a throbbing headache, he arrived at his office on Monday morning at 8.30 am. He soon then discovered the presence of a sheer mountain of undone paperwork on his desk (a compilation of files from the last three weeks' worth of work). This was the last draw. Taichou Hitsugaya wasn't impressed. He was actually very very far from being impressed.

What arose after that wasn't a surprise. Matsumoto's name was heard being screamed at from the 10th squad's captain's office that morning. A sudden gush of ice covered the room while with all the strength and depth of his pre-puberty's semi broken voice, he screamed,

MATSUMOTO!

She startled up from her hung-over sleep in her bed with a bout of cough, sneeze and hiccups. It was about 8.30 am in the morning. She realized its Monday and she hated Mondays with all her passion. She wondered who is remembering her at this time of the day. It better not be that sneaky bastard Gin. It's too early to be remembered this violently by him.

Giving her head a slight scratching, she was about to go back to sleep, when the door started banging. She muttered, "Shut up door."

But it wouldn't. After about 15 seconds of constant drumming in her head and on her door, she jumped out of the bed, scowling like a cat, grabbed Heineko and banged the door open to yell at whoever banging that door.

Outside stood a terrifying, fiery eyed, 4 feet high Taichou Hitsugaya Toushiro. She stood petrified, and for the next 5 seconds witnessed an icicle forming on her nose. Even the clouds on the sky above her apartment looked ready to fry her with lightening.

Her scowl vanished like magic and somehow she managed to hide Heineko somewhere under her very thin nightgown.

"Hii, Good Morning Hitsugaya Taichouu…. how are y….." she stopped abruptly.

A noise resembling a mixture of growl and hiss started coming from her captain. Her heart sank. This is a very familiar situation, albeit more dangerous than usual. She is used to facing these scowls at an average of 10 to 15 times a day. She thought she should feel lucky that her Taichou isn't fully grown yet. She suspects the severance of these situations will only increase with age. She sighed and telepathically asked God why the weekend was over so quickly. He didn't answer.

"MATSUMOTO! DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?"

A rasp, croaking noise sounding like the question written above vibrated from her Taichou to her.

"DO YOU REMEMBER HOW MANY TIMES I'VE TOLD YOU TO FINISH ALL THE PAPERWORK BEFORE FRIDAY?"

Oh no. Not this again. It's not her fault that doing paperwork is so boring. She has a wonderful life and that life demands a certain amount of her time at the local sake hole.

She swallowed a groan and mustered up the sweetest smile she possessed, crouched down to his eye level, spoke to him like she would to any random man when she wanted free sake. She tried to show a bit of that cleavage too, knowing full well it has never worked on him so far. But there is a chance it might blush him into silence. Desperate times.

"Taichou! (Hands waving in the air) I know what time it is Taichouuuu…why did you have to come all the way here, silly you, I was just about to leave (giggling). Do you even have to ask about that paperwork? Silly Taichou... of course I remember….I promise, they will be done by Friday sharp… How silly of you to ask…. My silly Taichou…. You're so cute when you're angry… awww…."

She felt more icicles growing on various part of her limbs and hair. This isn't going well, she thought desperately while shivering in her nightgown. With horror she realised she ran out of all the bribing rock candies.

"YOU ARE FIRED, MATSUMOTO RANGIKU."

Like a thunder striking on the head, these words hit her from the owner of the strongest ice element Zanpaktou.

At first she couldn't believe it. But as the Taichou stomped away with his unsuccessful attempt at controlling his rage, resulting in freezing everything in his path and growing icicles on every passer-by, an "I, here by dismiss, Matsumoto Rangiku from squad 10. Taichou Hitsugaya Toushiro" appeared written with ice on her wall.

She felt a surge of utter despair, frustration and weariness. Maybe a little guilt and relief too. But right now, she didn't feel like feeling these things. She sighed and yawned then decided to go back to sleep. She dragged her tired body to the bed. Next, leaving all the worries at the hands of her future-post-hangover-sleep-self, Matsumoto Rangiku drifted into her dreams.

To Be Continued