(Rated T for Language)

DISCLAIMER: Not mine. Do not want. BLEACH (c) Tite Kubo

(A/N: This is my first multi chap story. Wooooot. Be nice and give coffee.)

"THE MAD HATTER'S PARTY"

~Chapter I~

"On bright sunny days when skies are bluest of blue, not a minute goes by without me thinking of you."

Hitsugaya Toshiro, the renowned captain of the 10th division, never once thought he needed to muster any self-control. He was, after all, known for always being cool—literally and metaphorically.

But this time, he thought, it's war.

"DAMMIT MATSUMOTO!!" the young captain roared. "GET BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!"

"There's no way I'm going to stand there and wait for you to bash my head open, Captain!" replied the ever-so-feisty vice captain while running straight for the door. "Besides!" she added after dodging an ink bottle, "Things worked out quite your way, don't you think?"

'…things worked out quite your way, don't you think?'

'…your way, don't you think?'

'…your way…'

Now that made Toshiro think twice about throwing the ink pen next.

"Matsumoto, this isn't another one of your stupid schemes, is it?" asked Toshiro.

"C'mon Captain! Since when did my oh-so-awwwwesome plans fail?" Matsumoto asked.

"Oh my, but it will take me all day to cite every single one of them. Are you sure you're up for it?"

"Ha! I'm all ears, promise. After the party, that is."

"Tch. If this is going to be your usual drinking session with Kira, Abarai, and Hisagi then I doubt it. In fact, I doubt you could comprehend a word I say at all—whether or not you're sober."

"Oh for the love of---this is going to be fun and you know it!" she retorted.

Hitsugaya rolled his eyes. "Remember: I only allowed this since you promised me that—for once!—you'd do paperwork the whole day tomorrow. Honestly, it takes me more than patience and skill to restrain myself from wringing your neck. Slacker," he mumbled.

She pretended to feel upset. "S-So cruel! How could you, Captain?? But I bet you're going to love me for this!"

"Oh joyous day... Callooh callay..." he uttered.

"Rangiku-san, let's start this party already!" Renji called from inside the 10th division Captain's office-turned-party-place. "Everybody's starting to snore in here!"

"Alright!" said Rangiku. "Let's get in there and mingle with everyone now, Captain! Seriously, you don't have to reprimand me at all. Chillax!"

"I'm already at it."

They then ended their little debate and went inside in silence—Hitsugaya with his usual scowl on, and Matsumoto as jovial and "bouncy" as ever.

As he closed the sliding door behind him, Hitsugaya looked up. He couldn't believe his eyes…

Cute cups? Intricately designed saucers? The sweet smell in the air? And what are all those lacy tablecloths for?

What the… Matsumoto's idea for a party was…

…a TEA PARTY!?

~to be continued~

There you go! 1st Chapter submitted! (and edited!) Gee, it's so short, huh?

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