Author Notes: Okayeveryone this is where everything heats up. Sorry there wasn't any Hitsugaya last time but I promise he will appear here. Please ENJOY!!

Disclaimer: NO! I don't own Bleach. Sheesh get that through your head already.

Anyway back to the story…=)

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Bleach: Uncertainty

Chapter 1: Matsumoto's Realization

The tenth division Taichou, Hitsugaya Tōshirō, sat impatiently in front of his office desk. The usual paperwork covered up much of the desk's surface. He sat with both legs and arms crossed, his index finger tapping against his elbow. His eyes were tightly shut but he suddenly lifted an eyelid to peek up at the clock. He sighed out in frustration; he leaned against his desk, holding his head in his hands.

*Where the hell is Matsumoto?* He took one of the sheets from the numerous piles on his desk and tried to concentrate. He tried to finish all the paperwork by himself since the early morning but he couldn't help but worry about Matsumoto. It was already three in the afternoon and she still didn't appear. He tried knocking on her door but to no avail; she didn't answer and he didn't feel her reiatsu.

Hitsugaya began squirming uncomfortably in his seat. In his head, he was debating on whether or not he should go and report her missing to the second division Taichou, Soifon. However, before he leapt out of his seat he felt it – the familiar reiatsu of his irresponsible Fukutaichou. Though it was a little bit faint, he was certain she was coming. He adjusted himself on his chair, making himself look cold and rigid.

He wouldn't have noticed her if he didn't see her coming in. Something seemed different about her. The first thing he noticed was her eyes. They were swollen, pink, and puffy; huge eye bags could be easily found under them. The worst thing he thought though was how misty her eyes were. The usually clear and bright blue orbs were invaded by a grey and cloudy storm. He didn't like it one bit.

"Good morning Taichou", her voice was as gloomy as her countenance.

"Good afternoon!" he spat back. He was grumpy at the fact that she was the one acting this way.

Matsumoto froze in the middle of her tracks. Her eyes wandered of to the clock hanging behind her desk to see how late it actually was. She felt so ashamed, but every part of her body was exhausted preventing her from apologizing.

"You were out drinking sake with your friends again weren't you?" his eyes were filled with accusation. "You look absolutely awful, don't you know that?" his eyes became less agitated and turned into a concerned stare. "Are you really unaffected by the fact that you're the worst Fukutaichou here in Soul Society?"

On a normal day Matsumoto would just giggle her way out of that insult but today those words hit home and her hands had clenched into fists. Hitsugaya noticed this and waited to see what she was about to do.

She slowly faced toward him, letting her bangs hang over her eyes. "Could you please just shut up and cut me some slack. You have no idea what I'm going through right now!"

Hitsugaya's eyes were filled with shock and anger. "Excuse me. What did you say?" he began getting up from his chair, his eyebrows furrowed.

"You heard me." Her voice began to shake as she fought her urge to slap him. She spent her and Hisagi's entire night and morning crying over him and this is how he was treating her.

"Aahaaa?!" Hitsugaya had no idea what to say. He looked at her incredulously. His stare bore a hole into her heart, but no more tears could come out of Matsumoto's eyes. No matter how bad she felt, she was dry and empty. Enough…it was enough.

"I'm sorry to break it to you Matsumoto but the whole world doesn't revolve around you just because you're beautiful." Matsumoto's rainy eyes had now evolved into a raging firestorm. She brushed her hair away from her eyes and looked at her Taichou.

Hitsugaya had an evil smirk on his lips which annoyed her to no end. "You're not the only one with problems. There are people with more 'important' maters in the world." Hitsugaya stressed at the word 'important' as he organized the paperwork into piles. "Here you go Matsumoto, your share of the paperwork", he handed her the work as if nothing had happened.

She let it go too; she was too tired to argue. Matsumoto rigidly took the heavy stack of papers with both of her hands.

"I would like you to finish those by today, and I don't care if you spent your entire time here, I want those done." Hitsugaya was preparing to leave, packing his papers in their respected drawers; it was only half past three.

*Why is he leaving so early? We have three hours left before our shift is over.* Hitsugaya adjusted his haori and pushed his chair in.

"Taichou", Matsumoto started.

Hitsugaya looked up from behind his desk. "Mmm?" He had his upper lip over his lower, his eyes conveyed anxiety.

"Where are you going? You've been leaving work really early the past few weeks and leaving me to do most of the paperwork, and not to mention you skipping out on our shift of surveying Soul Society", Matsumoto's head started to feel heavier as she predicted the answer.

Hitsugaya looked serious as he was trying to figure out an answer. "Well you see Hinamori is in a critical condition and it's getting worse, but Unohana Taichou said that if I spend more time with her she might wake up." Matsumoto could easily see through his façade. He tried to make it seem as he said something normal. His usually cold and mature personality always melted away when he mentioned her name.

"Oh I see." Matsumoto had her head bowed down; she had nothing else to say. *Will there ever be a day when he says my name and becomes all warm and fuzzy?* She smiled slightly at the thought.

A second barely passed before she was overcome by anger. "Oh. I'm planning on spending my entire day with Hinamori tomorrow, so try doing the paperwork by your self. Try your hardest." That made something in her snap in two. Like she thought earlier it was enough.

Hitsugaya was heading out the door only to be stopped by the sounds of a million papers fluttering in the air. He turned around to see a very violent Matsumoto shoving all the papers on her and his desk. The papers were littered all across the floor, and a very shaky Matsumoto hyperventilating with her hand on Haineko, her zanpakutō. "Screw the paperwork," her voice was high pitched and her eyes wild. This was the very first time he saw her this way. He had to admit, it was frightening.

"All right Matsumoto. I won't let you do the paperwork anymore. Just calm down." He had both his arms in front of him trying to get near her.

"No! You don't understand. You're driving me insane. One day you're so open to me, telling me everything that's on your mind. Then other days you push me of the cliff keeping your self locked up in your mind. Please! Stop playing games with me Taichou." Matsumoto was stepping back, cringing away from his reach, when her heart truly wanted her to end the gap between them.

"I'm so sorry Matsumoto, but...but Hinamori needs me now than ever and I can't leave her like that!" Hitsugaya stood in shock wondering why his Fukutaichou…his best friend didn't want him to get near her.

"Uhh! Why?! Why?! Why?! Why is it always Hinamori?! Hinamori this! Hinamori that! I'm sick and tired of it. I don't ever want to hear her name ever again!" Matsumoto sprinted out of the room leaving a very confused Hitsugaya alone.

"Matsumoto! Wait!" he tried to catch up with her but lost track of her as she was using shunpo and masking her reiatsu with ease. He decided that he would just back of and let her cool down. *She would be back to her normal self by tomorrow*, he thought as he headed of back to the office to rearrange the papers.

Matsumoto kept flash stepping as fast as she could. She didn't' care where she was going, she just wanted to run away from her life, and never come back. She would gladly forget everything. *Right?* she asked herself as she thought things over. She tried to think of a good enough reason to stay but somehow she didn't find a good reason. It's not like anyone needed her. Hitsugaya can always get a replacement…but could she do that to him? Could she desert him like that when no one else was left but her?

She knew how it felt – the deep gut cutting pain you felt in your heart. She felt it over and over again when she had dreams of Gin leaving her. Matsumoto knew that her Taichou had felt it once and she didn't want him to feel that way again.

However, every time she thought of the reason of his pain she couldn't help but feel enraged. It's that weak and vulnerable girl who plunged everyone around her into a dark oblivion just because she couldn't get over him…

Aizen.

Then it hit her. The reason for all the sadness in Soul Society…

Aizen.

Though he had passed away, the carnage and destruction he had left behind in people's heart and souls will always be constant. No one could do anything to nullify the pain of losing their loved ones.

*He is the reason why Soul Society is so quiet…the reason why everyone is in pain…the reason why most of our shinigami comrades are dead, the reason why Ukitake Taichou and half of Soul Society are recuperating in the fourth division's quarters. Aizen is the reason why I received these stupid orders!*

Her heart began to pump faster as her body felt a twinge of strange sensation, that of blood and death. *It's a good time to kill some hollow.* Something in her winced at the thought and she hated her feminine attitude for it. She needed to soil her hands…with blood.

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And that's it for chapter one.

I know this is a kind of new side to Matsumoto but I would like to portray her in this story as if she were a bit stronger, she will be herself once again later…promise…please bear with me!

Hope you enjoyed. Please review.

I'll post up chapter two soon… bye!!