Three days. In three days, I will rip soul society to shreds. In addition, if not shreds, then it will be in chaos. My unforeseen power used on unsuspecting fools. Captain Aizen was right; soul society truly does not deserve the power it has attained. Nevertheless, my reason you could say, is more of a personal interest. My name is . . .

It was an almost ordinary day in soul society, well almost. All of the divisions were doing the usual. Protecting, going on missions, experimenting, and such things as that. It was almost like an eerie silence though. Everyone was expecting an attack from the traitor Aizen Sousuke and his Espada. It was strangely quiet in the living world as well; no Arrancar had shown up as of late. That was what worried everyone, the fact that Aizen, the man who wished to kill the king and take his place was not attacking had everyone thinking. They thought, "What could he be planning?" and such things as that. All squads were always combat ready now, all except the fifth really. They had believed in Aizen, almost worshiped. He had been an idol that everyone wished to be like. Especially poor Momo, who adored him and was stabbed for her loyalty. However, there was still something sinister in the fifth squad barracks. A man so filled with rage and hatred that it took all of his self-control to give his calm appearance. A man named Kurai Ganmou.

Kurai was sitting in the barracks laying in his bed just staring at the ceiling thinking. He had Dark brown eyes, blonde hair, and a slim body physique. He stared at the ceiling only when he was bored out of his mind. Kurai is the seventh seat officer of the fifth squad. He had seen Aizen's betrayal with his own two eyes, and although many of his squad had been shocked at what Aizen had done, he honestly did not care that Aizen had left. He did not care that Aizen had left him behind either, he had a mission, and it was starting soon. Many thought he was weak, but they were wrong. Suddenly Vice-captain Hinamori walked into the barracks, just doing an afternoon check up on the squad.

"Good evening Vice-captain. How are you doing?" Asked Kurai without even looking in her direction. She was surprised for a second; she had thought he was asleep.

"Ummm.... Good I guess. How about you Kurai?" Replied the small Female. He sat up.

"I'm bored out of my mind. Is there anything to do?

"I think Lil Shiro needs some help with paperwork and stuff. Maybe you should go ask." Kurai stood up and stretched.

"I think I'll do that. Thanks Vice-captain." He silently walked away, thinking, "She's still not over Aizen being her enemy. Gotta feel bad for her though, she was stabbed for her loyalty." He smiled at the Irony of it for a moment. The man she had almost worshiped stabbed her.

Before he knew it he was at the door of the 10th division captain's office, he slowly opened the door. He noted that the temperature in the room was actually cold. "He must be irritated . . . again." The captain was sitting at his desk with a sour look on his face, and no wonder he was doing paperwork as usual. "I'm not surprised he takes every mission he gets the chance to take. It gives him a reason to get out of this office." Hitsugaya noticed him.

"Who are you?" The young captain questioned.

"I am Kurai Ganmou. I am the seventh seat officer of the fifth division. I came to ask if you needed any help with anything." He sighed. Captain Hitsugaya was always so uptight, always had to get straight to the point. The white-haired 'child' noticeably relaxed. "Of course he'll relax. I am only a seventh seat, no threat to him. Or that's what he thinks. . ."

The young captain looked around the mess of papers on his desk, trying to think of something for Kurai to do. "All I have is these papers to sign. . ." He sweat dropped, now remembering he had not seen his Vice-captain all day. "Can you go find Vice-captain Matsumoto please? I have not seen her all day. If you see her, tell her to come to me immediately." Kurai bowed and quickly exited the room, leaving the captain to himself.

Kurai sighed as he jumped onto the roof. "Alright. At least I have something to do now. . ." He jumped to the Barracks again to check if she was there. Only a couple of other Shinigami laying down or playing games. "She's not here. Why can't it ever be easy?" He jumped onto the roof of the 10th divisions barracks. "Oh wait . . . doesn't she have a drinking problem? Maybe I should check the Sake bar. Although it's very inappropriate for a vice-captain to get drunk anyway." Kurai sweat dropped at the thought of one of his superiors being drunk. He went to the sake bar and guess who he found?

Matsumoto, Renji, Shunsui, and Ikkaku were all sitting at a table drinking a hell of a lot of sake. They were seeing who could drink the most, and so far, Shunsui and Matsumoto were tied. Ikkaku was about to pass out and Renji looked like he was going to puke from all the alcohol. Kurai jumped down and started "Vice-captain Matsumoto, Captain Hitsugaya requested that I infor– "He was cut off by Matsumoto rudely grabbing him and dragging him to the table.

"Have a drink!" She said cheerfully, handing him a bottle of sake.

"I-I can't! I don't drink!" Kurai frantically waved his hands in front of his face.

"C'mon! I order you!" Matsumoto grabbed the poor man by the collar and forced him to down the drink. He hiccupped.

"That wasn't too bad I guess. . ." Matsumoto smiled and handed him another bottle. Shunsui just sat and watched with interest as the female made Kurai drink bottle after bottle.

Shunsui thought "With the amount she's made him drink I think he just won the contest." He sweat dropped as Matsumoto dragged Kurai to his feet and seemed to remember something.

"That's right! Captain Hitsugaya sent him to get me! And instead I got him drink." She quickly took the seventh seat back to the barracks and made sure e went to sleep. She was sober by now but poor Kurai was not as used to alcohol as she was. She quickly went to Hitsugaya's office. The captain was asleep in his chair, he fell asleep trying to do the impossible amount of paperwork for both squads.

She walked over and nudged the captain gently, just enough to wake him up though.

"Matsumoto, What were you doing the entire time you were gone?" He had slight irritation in his voice. After all, he had not seen his Vice-captain all day.

"Getting your messenger drunk!" She happily relied while laughing.

"You got the poor man drunk?"

"Yup"

"You must be one of the most immature Shinigami here."

"But I'm your Vice-captain. So you're stuck with me!" She hugged the little captain and he turned red from embarrassment.

He coughed and said, "Can you please let go. It's getting hard to breathe." She let go. "You can go now Matsumoto. It's already night time." She walked away.

"Goodnight captain!" She went to walk to her own room. As she laid down, she thought, "At least I have a new drinking buddy!" Finally, she drifted off to sleep.

Hitsugaya felt something like a huge surge of spiritual pressure. However, it was strange. It felt like it was not there although it was. It passed along like it never happened, but it had originated from the fifth squad barracks. It made a shiver go down Hitsugaya's back. This spiritual pressure felt . . . almost pure evil.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, but I do own Kurai. (Tenshi no Ashi's note)