Haruka once again awoke to the constant squabbling of the two third seat members of the thirteenth division.

"I was up first! Therefore, I am the most reliable one to be woken up in an emergency!" A female voice was practically shouting.

"I was up first, Kiyone! You were up a minute after me!" The second voice argued.

"You liar!" A thud was heard and then the sound of two people wrestling on the wooden floor soon followed after.

Ugh. It's too early for those two to be arguing. Haruka rolled over in her bed; can't they sleep in like normal people for once? In the thirteenth division, sleeping in was nearly impossible.

"I was up first!" Kiyone screeched.

"No I was! I was up at 7:59; you were up at 8:00!"

Haruka's eyes snapped open, Wait, its past 8:00? She rolled over quickly and looked at her small clock. It read, 8:25 "Crap!" She shouted and sprang out of bed. "I'm late! Noami's going to kill me."

Racing around her small room, she got dressed, "I can't believe I overslept. Thank God for those two arguing, for once." Finally dressed, Haruka grabbed her Zanpakuto and shoes and raced out.

Once outside Kiyone and Sentaro looked up to see the harried Shinigami. The two of them untangled themselves and hopped up from the ground.

"Ohayou!" Kiyone said brightly.

"Ohayou gaozaimasu," Haruka hopped on one foot slipping her sandals on, "I have to go," As soon as her sandals were on she raced down the hallway. Naomi will kill me. Trying to run and tie her Zanpakuto to her waist was proving to be a difficult task. She failed to notice a small pink haired girl in the middle of the path heading in her direction.

SMACK!

She tripped over the young girl and fell onto her side. "Ow," Haruka rubbed her head and looked at the person that she ran into.

Kusajishi Yachiru. Fukutaicho of the eleventh division and she looked like she was about to cry.

"I'm so sorry!" Haruka panicked, leapt to her feet and pulled to small girl up, "I'm so sorry, Kusajishi-fukutaicho! I wasn't looking where I was going."

"It hurts!" She whined and tears started to pool in her big brown eyes.

Oh shit. Please don't let Zaraki-taicho be around. Is Kusajishi-fukutaicho was crying, certain and instant death awaited the person who made her cry. "Sorry!" Haruka began to look around into her uniform; her fingers closed around something round and wrapped in plastic, and pulled out some candy. Inwardly, she cheered, "I have some candy!"

Candy was Yachiru's biggest weakness. Yachiru immediately grabbed the little round pieces of in one quick motion, unwrapped the candy and popped the pieces into her mouth, a smile on her face.

"G-gomen nasai" Haruka stuttered. Whew. That was a close call.

"Arigato!" Yachiru gave back the crumpled candy wrappers.

"Y-your welcome." She stuttered again.

"I like you! What's your name?" Yachiru asked.

"H-Haruka." A bell rang in the distance signaling it was 8:30. Crap! "Sumimasen, but I have to go!" And she ran off.

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"Where is she?" Naomi grumbled.

Haruka was late. It was already 8:30. She was supposed to be here half an hour ago. She was usually never late. Normally three minutes late but never half an hour late. If anyone was to be late it was she, not Haruka. Tapping her foot impatiently against the ground Naomi growled out, "Haruka! Where are you?"

As she said this, a black blur appeared and was running towards her. The blur skidded and crashed into the wall next to Naomi. Naomi's mouth curved into a smile and she laughed at the sight of Haruka.

Haruka was sprawled on the ground from the rebound when she crashed into the wall. "Ouch…" She moaned, "Sorry, I'm late."

"No matter, the wall gave you a better punishment than I could." Naomi laughed out.

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Still smarting from the crash Haruka stood up wearily, "Sorry, I slept in late and while running here I knocked over Kusajishi-fukutaicho."

Naomi began to laugh, "You knocked over Yachiru-chan?" Her eyebrows twitched from laughing.

"She really looked like she was about to cry!" Haruka protested, "I found some candy so she perked right up."

"Of course, she loves candy. That's how Bya-chan gets rid of her."

Haruka's mouth dropped, "You shouldn't call Kuchiki-taicho that!"

"Why? Even if he's the head of the noble clan it doesn't mean I can't call him that behind his back," Naomi sniggered, "any how Yachiru-chan had dropped off the captains we're supposed to photograph for the calendar."

Yes, both Naomi and Haruka were members of Shinigami Women's Association. They have been since they graduated from the academy.

"Really? Who?" Haruka asked wearily. Most captains are not fond of their pictures being taken for a calendar that is distributed to all of Seireitei.

"Aizen-taicho, he'll be easy that guy practically never objects to anything, and Chibi Shiro-chan." A gleam made itself present in Naomi's eyes.

Chibi Shiro-chan was Naomi's personal nickname for Hitsugaya-taicho. Since she claimed that Ukitake-taicho was Shiro-chan and Hitsugaya-taicho was younger and smaller than Ukitake-taicho that he was chibi. Therefore, Chibi Shiro-chan.

Hitsugaya-taicho, of course, didn't like this nickname and did his best to ignore it but of course, Naomi never likes to be ignored.

"Alright," The gleam in hers eyes was now malicious looking, "Let's go find Aizen-taicho and Chibi Shiro-chan."

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Bleach does not belong to me it belongs to Tite Kubo. Please no flamers. Constructive criticism only

Ohayou- Good morning

Ohayou Gozaimasu- Good morning to someone on a higher level to you

Gomen nasai- Formal way of saying I'm sorry

Sumimasen- Excuse me

Chibi- Little

Shiro-White