Author's Notes: I do NOT own Bleach. All are owned and copyright by their respective holders.

The next day, Yaichiru was impatiently pacing back and forth within the meeting room. Finally Nemu arrived! She looked quite disheveled and had black rings around her eyes. Still, Yaichiru greeted her with a glomp, easily knocking her to the ground.

"Do you have it?!"

"Yes, Madam President…" She presented a small sack. Inside was a golden halo, a pair of beautiful white feathery wings, scarlet red robes, a golden bow with matching arrows, and a black box. Yaichiru studied the box and opened it. She blinked looking a little confused and withdrew six bracelets. It seemed that two belonged to a set. "Nemem…?"

"Allow me to explain. You see when a person is wearing this around their wrist, it binds to their reiatsu so they can't take it of. When two people are each wearing a pair; it will draw them close and stick them together by the wrist as soon as they touch for the first time. Basically, they will be stuck with no one else to talk to. Once they get along, they will unbind from one another, but, the bracelet's will still stay on the user's wrist. When they can both confess their love for one another, the bracelets will loosen and come off. It works off of reiatsu that shows true emotion."

Yaichiru already had her Cupid-esque outfit and giggled to herself. "Then lets go!" She rushed to the doorway, only to be cut off by a figure.

"Not so fast!" It was Soifon, the second division. Her arms were folded across her chest. She looked quite annoyed. "You think I'm gonna let my duty upholding security around the Seirentei slip. You'll have to give me a pair if you wish to get by."

Both Nemu and Yaichiru exchanged glances. "Why…?"

She looked away, grinning to herself. "I'd like to use them on someone…"

"Is it Fatso?!" Yaichiru exclaimed referring to her vice.

"…No. Just give me one!"

Yaichiru held out a pair to the kunoichi. She greedily snatched them away and without warning, snapped one onto her wrist. She then walked away, holding the other bracelet to her heart. "Yoruichi-sama…"

Yaichiru and Nemu just looked at each other with a shrug. What was that crazy captain going to do with those things? Well, it was out of the question now as Nemu asked, "Who should we visit first, Madame President?"

"Captian Grumpypants!"

Boring and stupid.

Today was just boring and stupid. There was a war going on and yet there were shinigami everywhere drinking, partying, and acting like children to the very bone. Yet, this partying needed to stop. Just an escape from all of it, once the rounds were done, the ice dragon also known as the 10th division Captain, Hitsugaya Toushirou, made his way back to the office in which silence blessed the walls.'

It was truly, the only place things seemed to get done around in this division.

Normally, it was ONLY this division. All thanks to a busty blond who somehow tended to hide bottles and bottles of sake in her chest. Hitsugaya at first, was shocked to see how much she could fit, but once he received a hug from her and nearly suffocated, he no long questioned the capacity that her little valley could hold.

A small scowl was wiped on the snowy white head of the pissed off Captain. Why? Because Matsumoto was no where to be found. No where. And he needed this paper work done and his rounds to finally be over so that he can sleep peacefully. Despite the day being partially wasted, Hitsugaya tended to get tired around the same time everyday.

Now was the time Yachiru was ready to attack. The little cupid girl had stationed herself underneath the desk. A smile was pulling at the corner of her lips as a pure white bracelet was in her hand. "This is going to be so much fun!

Then, the door opened.

"MATSUMOTO!!!!"

"Oh! Hey there tachiou!" The blond responded, her eyes were crossed, her body was slumped on the couch. Totally wasted.

The 3rd and 9th division lieutenants were here to, Kira Izuru and Hisagi Shuhei.

The famous twitch embeded itself into Hitsugaya's forehead as he whispered,"You two. Get out now."

"Bu-but Hitsugaya-tachiou! Ra-" Izuru began in a drunk tone as he wobbled towards the short Captain.

The green eyes of the short man seemed to lash out as the blond fukutachiou slowly backed away. "H-hsagi! Let's go!" No one wanted to face the wrath of a sleepy Captain. Mainly Hitsugaya's. And with those few words, Hisagi was grabbed by the arm and together, Kira and himself slowly walked out of the office to not loose their balance.

Once gone, Hitsugaya looked over to his Lieutenant. He sighed gently before setting down Hyorinmaru on his desk before looking to Matsumoto again. He'd scold her when she was actually functional. One thing he'd learned over the past few years is that drunk Matsumoto is like talking to a wall. You can scream what you want, but, it will never make any sense to the wall...

He slid out the chair of the desk and sat down as well as propping his feet up onto the wooden top. Slowly, his hands reached behind his head as he drifted off into a light sleep.

Suddenly, a pink fuzz appeared as well as a dark figure in the doorway.

"I suggest you do it now." Nemu whispered as her hands quickly held onto one another in front of her torso.

"I know! Nem-chan!" Yachiru giggled as she climbed out of the little hiding spot under the desk. "Grumpypants will fall in love!"

At that moment, there was a giant thunk.

Matsumoto was on the floor,"NEEEMMMMMUUUU." She cried out as her hands reached forward towards the bottle that had fallen on the floor not too far away,"I-I need more! Moree."

As she tried to get up, she fell again, this time, being caught by Nemu. "President, please hurry up! If she falls again, Hitsugaya tachiou might wake up!"

The short girl nodded her pink little head and carefully placed the bracelet onto the 10th captain's wrist. With another nod, she froze.

Matsumoto fell again. All the short girl saw was a giant mass of cleavage dive to the floor in a desperate attempt to get a hold of the sake bottle.

The small captain began to wake up.

"President!" Nemu exclaimed as she grabbed Rangiku and threw her onto the couch. "We need to go now!" Quickly, the girl left. Leaving Yachiru in the room.

Green eyes flashed open. "What is going on?" He asked quietly as he sat up. He saw a little girl next to him in a cupid outfit with a nervous smile on her face. "What are you-" But, the question was never finished as the pink fuzz dashed out of the room in such a short amount of time.

Hitsugaya's brow raised as he saw Matsumoto drooling on the couch. Nothing had changed. Yet, a little clinging noise was by his ear and bothering him. He moved his hand from behind his head only to see a white bracelet attached onto his wrist with a pink heart on it. It wouldn't come off.

"What the-- YACHIRU!"