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Chapter Two: Involvement.

Dearest Sakura.

Well, it has not been that long since my most previous entry, which is something that prides me. For all the paperwork I do, I do not seem to have enough time in dedicating a mere page towards you. Yet, your pages are always perfect. But I must say, I am becoming somewhat of a Reporter-- I overheard Kurosaki saying that is what they were called in the World of the Living. And today; I discovered, he had something to do with My Lieutenant and his escapade a few days previous. I have no choice, but to simply mar your pages with my calligraphy, tainting your ivory silken pages with darkness; somewhat reminiscent of Kurosaki Ichigo's Getsuga Tenshou. Now, my Dearest Sakura, I shall recount to you the events of what happened.

As I've stressed amongst these pages before, both Abarai and I take our twenty minute break together. Today, from where we usually sit and eat, he was absent. It didn't phase me somewhat in the slightest, he was probably meeting one of the other Lieutenants, or had he something I didn't know of? No, those thoughts I had were put to the back of my mind, realizing Kurosaki Ichigo had arrived, my faithful Lieutenant was probably begging the substitute not to do something against me. Afraid that a fight may occur. My inner thoughts laughed at that, and I ate my meal in gratifying peace, even divulging a second cup off tea.

It was as I made my way back, to our shared office that I sensed the others rieatsu, nodding to myself somewhat, he must be on his way back- it was then I thought he must have went to the shop were he buys those ridiculously priced sunglasses. Half his yearly wage? Even I won't spend money in such an arrogant way. But, then I sensed the presence of the other, and if my Squad didn't fear me so much; they may have noticed the crinkle of my nose once I sensed it was Kurosaki Ichigo. It was then, I realized, neither were moving. This, honestly confused me, Renji was due for work. So once again, I investigated. I will not have my Lieutenant lazing around with the other, simply because Kurosaki had no paperwork to do. My Renji did.

I stared at the door they hid behind.. a closet door? I examined it over, and yes; it was the closet that held the cleaning supplies. A snide joke passed my brain, but I quickly threw it to one side, my hand reached out, to capture them in the act, but Kurosaki's words froze me, like an unspoken kido directed towards me.

"You told him what?"

"No! No! I didn't tell him anything! I just... he thought I was perving at womans "stuff" a-and I a-almost choked! You're just lucky I didn't spit out the first excuse that came into my head!"

I heard a sigh, it seemed frustrated. I paused, it had came from the substitute. A frown befell my lips, I recall, hearing some shuffling. Yet, it was Renji who continued.

"I almost lied to him, I almost lied that they were for Rukia."

It was then, that Kurosaki burst into laughter, it was as violent as it was loud, and I thanked the Gods that I didn't lose control of my rieatsu there and then. I think, I would have killed them there and then. Bankai that closet into oblivion. It was then that I heard my Lieutenants loud curse. And I calmly turned, glanced for any subordinates and shun po'd away, knowing he would arrive at our office moments later.

I didn't spare a glance, Sakura, when he entered. I was working at my paperwork once more. He glanced at the clock, muttering apologies of being five minutes late. I was becoming more curios as to what he and Kurosaki were up to with that accursed magazine that I did not even acknowledge him.

Yes, quite a long entry tonight, Dearest Sakura, but the plot I believe, is about to thicken. And I can't help but wonder, if that's a good thing.

Until Next Time,

Byakuya.