A/N: Here's the next chapter! Read and enjoy! O.o

Chapter Two…Six years later.

Toshiro sat behind his desk, after pulling an all-nighter he had finally finished all of his paperwork.

Of course it would have been done a lot quicker if 'someone' hadn't been out drinking all night.

Toshiro glared at the lump that currently occupied his couch. What did I ever do to deserve HER as a lieutenant? Rangiku just rolled over, snoring loudly. She even mocks me in her sleep.

Toshiro sighed, letting his head fall onto the desk. He was too tired, to yell at her like he normally would. His eye's fluttered closed; he was just about to fall asleep when there was a knock on his office door. He groaned, couldn't everyone just leave him alone. He needed sleep!

'Come in.' Toshiro called, sitting up straight. The door slid open, to revel Chojiro Sasakibe Lt. of the first squad, and some girl he didn't know.

Though he did note that she was relatively shorter then he was. It always seemed to lift his spirits when he found someone who was actually shorter than him, and not under the age of ten. Though he would never admit it, it would make him seem petty.

'Is there something I can help you with Lt. Sasakibe?' Toshiro asked politely, in the inside though he was cursing them for interrupting his sleep.

Lt. Sasakibe nodded, pulling the girl to stand in front of him. 'This Captain Hitsugaya, is…'

'It's you!' The girl exclaimed cutting the older man off. 'The pervert Captain.'

…Silence…

Toshiro stared at her, his mouth hanging open.

'Excuse me?' Toshiro asked incredulously. Sasakibe smiled at the two of them silently, before turning and walking out the door.

The girl watched him go, with a strange look on her face. 'Does he always do that?' She asked, jabbing a finger over her shoulder after Sasakibe. 'He didn't even finish what he came here to do, oh well.' She shrugged.

Toshiro ignored her. 'Did you just call me 'The pervert Captain?' He asked, glaring icily at her.

She just nodded, not seeing anything wrong with what she had said. 'Cause you are, aren't you? I mean you did practically jump me in front of hundreds of people.'

Toshiro was speechless. Who is this crazy idiot?

'And I mean you were like groping my chest.' She continued, flipping her black curls over her shoulder. 'Doesn't groping someone's chest automatically make you a pervert?'

'W-what?' Toshiro yelled. 'I would never 'grope' someone, especially not a child.'

'A child?' She asked, raising an eyebrow, still completely calm. 'Looked in the mirror lately buddy? Or is it too high for you to see?'

'You do realize that I am a captain, and you must talk to me with at least some semblance of respect.' Toshiro growled, the temperature in the room dropping dangerously. How dare this midget call me short? 'Or is that concept to much for a child to understand?'

She simply smiled, ignoring the jibe about her being a child. 'I know you're a captain, but I just don't see how anyone could ever take you seriously.' She said, examining her nails.

Toshiro dug his nails into his palms, trying to stop himself from freezing this brat into the next century.

'Is there a reason you came to see me?' He asked between gritted teeth.

'Oh yeah.' She said suddenly, like a light bulb had just flickered on. 'My names Aimi Yukimura, I'm your new third seat, please take care of me.' She said lowering herself into a respectful bow.

Then she sprung up, smiling widely. Toshiro just gawked at her.

'So what do you want me to do Cap?' She asked, giving him a mock salute.

'Wait.' He said holding up his hand. 'You're my new third seat?' He asked, staring at her in disbelief.

You've got to be kidding me.

She nodded happily. 'You're kind of slow, aren't ya?'

Toshiro glared at her, trying to keep his temper in check. 'I don't want you to do anything.' He muttered, tiredly. 'Just go away.'

'Yes Cap'!' Aimi smirked, turning on her heel and walking out the door.

Toshiro sighed in relief, happy to finally get the midget monster out of his office; he let his head fall back onto the desk.

First Matsumoto, and now her? What did I do wrong?

'Wow.' A voice spoke up from the couch. 'I like her!'

Toshiro groaned.

Aimi walked through the Soul Society, cursing herself for being so rude. Even if he was a pervert he was still her captain. She was going to be kicked out of the Soul Society on her first day.

She slapped her forehead. Owwww…Though he really is a jerk, he completely deserved anything I might of called him. She rubbed her forehead. I hope not all captains are like him.

Aimi sighed settling herself onto a bench. What am I supposed to do now?

She bit the inside of her cheek thinking about the ways she could redeem herself in her perverted Captains eyes.

If only he wasn't her Captain, then she could hate him all she wanted. I always get stuck with the wackos.

'Captain…' Matsumoto sang. She had finally managed to get rid of her horrible headache. Hitsugaya kept saying it was because she had a hangover. But come on her with a hangover? Like that would ever happen, she had only had a couple of Sake bottles, one maybe two…or five.

Like I would get a hangover. She thought rolling her eyes. Right what did I want to ask him again?...oh yeah.

'Captain…'

Hitsugaya didn't move, still slumped on his desk.

'Captain…?'

…Still no movement…

'Captain!' She yelled.

Hitsugaya lifted his head slowly, turning to look at her. His face set in a very un-pleasant looking scowl.

Matsumoto gulped.

'What?' He snapped, grumpily.

'Ahh…aren't you grumpy?' Matsumoto teased, forgetting the fear she had felt only seconds earlier.

'MATSUMOTO.'

Matsumoto fell off the couch, startled by his sudden raise in volume.

'Oh, right.' She giggled, awkwardly. 'I was just wondering, what you knew about the new third seat.'

Hitsugaya sighed. 'Weren't you awake while she was here?'

Matsumoto shook her head. 'Only for the last part.'

'I haven't gotten her file yet.' He replied, placing his head back down on the desk. 'All I know is she's an obnoxious little brat.'

Matsumoto raised an eyebrow at him. 'Oh come on captain, just because she called you short doesn't mean you have to hate her.'

'Matsumoto.' Hitsugaya growled, warning her to stop talking.

Matsumoto just pouted, folding her arms across her overly large chest.

'But we didn't pick her, so why is she here?' Matsumoto pondered. 'Did the head captain assign her to us?'

'Probably.' Hitsugaya rolled his sore shoulders. 'Though, I have no idea why.'

Matsumoto rolled her eyes at her grumpy ice captain. He could be so cold sometimes. If only he would open up then she wouldn't have to go through all this trouble trying to find him someone. It was really hard work finding someone who was short enough for him who wasn't six.

'I'm sure you'll come to like her captain.' Matsumoto reassured. 'You have to admit it was pretty funny how she called you pervert captain.' Matsumoto giggled.

A vein throbbed on Hitsugaya's temple.

'I thought you said you were asleep.' He growled.

Matsumoto looked at him innocently. 'Oh, did I?' She stood up, brushing imaginary dirt off her robes. 'Look at the time, got to run.' She waved over her shoulder as she rushed out the door.

'MATSUMOTO.' Hitsugaya winced, the volume of his own voice giving him a serious migraine. 'One day.' he muttered darkly.

The next morning Aimi stood outside her captains office, pulling at her robes nervously. After sleeping on it she had decided that the best way for her to fix her relationship with her captain was to forget all about what she liked to call the "The Pervert Captain Incident". As long as he behaved himself so would she...well she would try.

Okay Aimi, you've got this, just go in there and show him what your made of.

'Oh Aimi, right?' Aimi turned around to see Lt. Matsumoto. She bowed her head in respect.

'Yes that's right, Lt. Matsumoto.' Matsumoto frowned at her, before enveloping her in a bone crushing hug. Aimi gasped for air.

'Why are you being so formal, we're going to be best friends!' Matsumoto squealed. 'You can call me Rangiku and i'll call you Aimi.'

Matsumoto released her. 'Aren't you excited? I'll teach you everything you need to know, if you have any questions any at all you can come to me.'

Aimi would've answered, except she was to busy trying to fill her lungs with air.

'Let's go see captain, kay?' Matsumoto grinned, yanking the office door open. 'Good morning captain.'

Hitsugaya looked up from his papers. Glaring at her darkly. 'Be quiet.' He snapped, his head was still pounding from the day before.

Aimi snorted quietly. What a jerk.

'Oh captain do you have a hang over?' Matsumoto asked.

'I'm not you.' He replied. Turning away from them and back to his paperwork. 'You're just in time to help out with the paperwork.

Matsumoto paled. Quickly thinking up an excuse. 'Oh but captain, I had to go meet Kira this morning.' She said, before slipping back out the door. 'Later.'

Hitsugaya sighed, rolling his eyes at his Lt's crazy excuses. 'Couldn't she have come up with something believable?'

'Umm, Captain?'

Hitsugaya looked up at the girl in front of him and groaned. He was not in the mood to deal with her right now.

'What?'

'Would you like some help?' She asked. Looking up at him innocently.

He looked at her oddly, had she just volunteered to do paperwork? To bad he was to nice of a captain to just dump it all on her and go take a nap.

He shrugged, gesturing for her to come closer.

'You can start on that pile.' He said pointing his pen to a small pile on the edge of his desk.

'That's it?' By the way Matsumoto had bolted she had expected there to be hours of work, but this wouldn't even take half an hour.

Hitsugaya raised an eyebrow. 'I said you can start on that.' He pushed his chair to the side to revel piles of paper all stacked neatly behind him. 'Then you can get to work on all of this.'

Aimi stared wide eyed at the stacks of paper. 'Holy carp fish, you could build a forest with all that paper.'

'...right, just get to work.'

'Right away cap'.' She smiled settling herself down in front of the coffee table.

A/N: Hello readers...one of you lovely people said something about this sounding like a Mary Sue, so I just want to clear that up. THIS IS NOT A MARY SUE! No offence to anyone who writes/reads them, but I hate them.

Kay so anyways. Thanx to all you wonderful reviewers!

And thanks to my amazing Beta! R/R.