Notes: Don't worry, I don't think this is going to be angsty, it gets funnier in the second chapter, just bear with me. Tell me if there are any Japanese mistakes or any things that don't fit in with the manga, I wrote this very quickly. Um...yeah I think that's all. Oh, and it's not, repeat NOT a Hitsu x Hina fic. In fact, there may be some romance with another character if I'm feeling generous to Hitsugaya after all the torture.

This story is about what happens when Hitsugaya has to go undercover in a primary school and contains heavy spoilers up to the latest chapters of the manga. You have been warned!

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Chapter 1

Hitsugaya sat at his desk, looking disconsolately at the pile of forms and documents in front of him, all chiding him for not dealing with them. He was normally quite good at doing all his work, having got used to the fact that Matsumoto never helped him in the slightest, and spent her time sleeping and fussing about her…Hitsugaya shuddered with distaste…assets. In fact, she was lying on the sofa in front of his desk right now, snoring loudly. He decided she did it on purpose, just to spite him. He knew other vice-captains who did virtually all the work for their captains, who worshipped their superiors. He knew for a fact that "Nanao-chan" secretly enjoyed the intimacy between her and Kyoraku-taichou, and was known to be the real power behind the eighth division. But not Matsumoto. Layabout. And now he could not do his work, and it was all her fault! He wasn't sure how, exactly, but he knew it was. He was temporarily jolted out of his rant at life in general by the sight of a hell butterfly making its erratic journey towards him through a window. He sighed.

"Matsumoto. Hell butterfly at the window."

Matsumoto, who had been in the middle of a most wonderful dream, raised herself reluctantly off her captain's sofa. She wondered for the umpteenth time what had got into Hitsugaya lately. He had been unusually serious ever since his fight with Aizen Sousuke. Actually, she admitted to herself, that wasn't strictly true. She had always known Hitsugaya to be…somewhat lacking a sense of humour. But now he was irritable and was starting to be slightly snappy. It definitely had something to do with Hinamori. He had not spoken to her at all since she had recovered from Aizen's attack. Matsumoto wondered-

"Some time today might be nice, Matsumoto." Hitsugaya cut into her line of thought.

She gave him what she hoped was a withering stare and raised her forefinger to the butterfly. She almost laughed when she found out what the message was; this would certainly cheer the taichou up.

"Taichou, I have orders from Yamamoto-taichou for you to lead a team of shinigami on a reconnaissance mission to the real world. Your team will be: Matsumoto Rangiku, Kuchiki Rukia, Madarame Ikkaku, Ayasegawa Yumichika and Abarai Renji. You are to liaison with all active shinigami on your arrival. You must leave as soon as possible. There's just one thing…"

"NO WAY!"

Hitsugaya fairly crashed into the presence of Yamamoto-taichou a mere five seconds later, having shyunpo-ed all the way.

Yamamoto gave the usually composed young captain an appraising look, before calmly saying, "I thought you might be less than pleased when you found out, Hitsugaya-taichou."

Hitsugaya ignored this. "There is no way that I am going to mix with those snot-nosed imbeciles."

Yamamoto looked slightly taken aback. "I can understand the "imbeciles" part, but I think the "snot-nosed" is a bit harsh. Matsumoto-fukutaichou, for instance, is especially…"

"I meant the primary school children! Why can they join that Kurosaki in the secondary school while I have to mingle with eleven year olds? I'd rather let that Sousuke bastard kiss Hina-". Hitsugaya stopped as he realised the magnitude of what he was about to proclaim, and his expression was an awkward mixture of anger and embarrassment.

"I am sorry, Hitsugaya-taichou, but due to your height, your presence in a secondary school would simply not be believable".

"Are you saying that I am," a hint of the psychotic entered Hitsugaya's voice, "short?"

"Of course not, merely that you are somewhat…vertically challenged." Hitsugaya had the strong feeling that he was being mocked.

Yamamoto persevered in a slightly sterner tone. "Anyway, that is how it must be, and I must remind you that it was in fact a direct order that should not even have been questioned. Furthermore it is my wish that someone is placed at that school, you need not question why, and the only two shinigami with a high-enough rank are you and Yachiru-fukutaichou. And we all know what could happen if Zaraki-taichou were left to his own devices after last year's fiasco-". Both Hitsugaya and Yamamoto shuddered at the memory. "-So, you will carry out my orders to the letter, do you understand?"

The calmness and detachment in Yamamoto's voice as he asked the question suggested that he might not mind either way, but that Hitsugaya definitely would mind, very much, if he gave the wrong answer. He walked to the window, and looked out over the whole of Soul Society.

He carefully made his voice devoid of any emotion. He was defeated.

"I understand. I shall leave immediately."

Hitsugaya was not pleased with himself. What had gotten into him? He had shouted at Yamamoto-taichou and was therefore lucky to be alive. Worse, he had lost his self-control, and he knew that this was unacceptable. During his meteoric rise through the ranks of the tenth division, he had used this as a weapon. The examples of Kuchiki-taichou and also Aizen Sousuke had shown him the advantages of maturity and maturity. Any time someone had challenged him, saying he was too young and inexperienced, he had used this as his trump card, squashing his anger and his youthful hot-headedness. But now, like during the fights with Aizen and Ichimaru, he had thrown caution to the wind. Like then, he was paying the price. He was just lucky that this time, he had not put someone else's life in danger. Kuchiki Rukia, Matsumoto, Abarai Renji, Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika were squirming in front of him, itching to get going on their assignment.

He raised his voice over their murmurs. "That seems to be all you need to know, except for one thing. If anyone, and by anyone I mean someone like Kurosaki Ichigo, asks why I was picked for the job, it was because Matsumoto was desperate to come and I decided I'd have to go to keep an eye on her, ok?"

He looked meaningfully over at Rukia, who looked slightly sulky, but they all dutifully said, "Hai, taichou". He could hear muffled sniggers, and something like "the taichou's just embarrassed" from the assembled party as he turned to the door. He ignored it.

"Right, let's go. This should be fun."