Days of Chrintmayx

Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine, hope it would be... *daydreams* The original 12 days of Christmas isn't mine either, but this story is and also the weird Hiyori/Shinji version of the song, but you can borrow it if you ask for permission.

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On my first year of Chrintmayx,
a Shinigami sent to me
a zanpakutou ornament to hang on the top of a tree.

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A yellow and black blur entered the 5th Division Captain's office on a chilly December 25th, almost crashing the door into the attentive Lieutenant, who detecting a visitor, was approaching the door, but the force of the shove was so hard that the brunette had to use shunpo to avoid a direct hit in the face. The small Fukutaichou of the 12th Division stood in front of the desk where sat the Captain completely oblivious to the behavior of the guest and was cleaning his ear in a bored manner.

"WHAT IS THIS?" Hiyori asked with several throbbing veins in her forehead and red tint in her cheeks due to her anger and the enormous effort she expelled to get from the 12th to the 5th in 3.5 seconds.

Shinji wiggled an eyebrow inquiring at a mini sword ornament that the mad girl had in her hand. "A zanpakutou, idiot. You should be demoted for not being able to recognize a simple thing as that."

Quicker than lightning she grabbed the back of his head and crashed it against his desk. Shinji screamed at her about the reason of her being so violent towards him, and Hiyori like normal only hit him again. Aizen, completely familiarized with the interactions of the two of them (it wasn't a normal day if this didn't happen at least 3 times at day) took the opportunity to leave.

"Taichou, if you'll excuse me I'll be going now."

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead Sousuke." The blonde pronounced in a light tone and then re-focused his attention to the girl before him.

"Don't deny it Hage Shinji! I know you did it. All the other presents had cards!" And she shoved the small ornament in his face. "Is this your way to keep annoying me in silence?"

The man grabbed the object from her petit hands and examined every detail like if he would miss one, he would be in danger as he surreptitiously admired from the corner of his eyes the expression of the ornament's new owner.

He pronounced with a big grin, "I have no idea what are you talking about. This is the first time I have ever seen this thing." Closing his eyes and scratching his head Shinji went on, "Besides, why would I give anything to YOU?"

"That's why I want to know! Because I know you gave it to me!" The girl kept screaming for more time while he made annoying, mocking faces and didn't stop until she punched him.

"I don't want it." She said a little flushed, though this time it didn't have anything to do with physical effort.

"Throw it away, then." He muttered half serious not looking directly at her.

"Hikifune doesn't let me." Hiyori gave a long sigh and sat cross-legged atop his desk. "Why did you give me a present Shinji?"

He let the silence settle more time between them. The funniest part was that after all, this supposedly awkward silence was not that awkward.

"I already told it wasn't me." He got up from his leather chair and walked around the desk to position himself next to her. "Why did you take so long to come here and nag me? It's almost 7 p.m."

Hiyori frowned still mad, but more calmly while she crossed her arms. "Hikifune-san threatened me with triple of paper work if I came here to kill you, so I decided to calm down and only kick your ass."

The man sweat-dropped. My life is only worth that little to Kirio? Geez, at least she could have told her that she would go to some funky prison or be condemned to death. But paper work for murder? It seems I'm a bit unappreciated of me. "Didn't you tell her about the dinner?"

"Like I go around telling people I have dinner with you." She said pouting. "They'd probably think I've gone insane."

"or soft."

"SHUT UP BUTTFACE!" but this time she only shouted, she didn't hit him.

Shinji taking advantage of the lack of serious injuries and the fact that he was starving, grabbed her right hand softly to guide her out of the office. "Let's go."

Hiyori flushed for a second looking at his back while he slowly dragged her. She was pretty much in shock. What was happening between them? Since when did Shinji touch her so tenderly? And since when did she care about how this moron touched her? But something got her out her thoughts.

"Wait," and she let go his warm hand and edged back to the desk, "I forgot the present you didn't give me." She spat sarcastically.

He followed her to the desk, waited for her to grab the little ornament and re-took her hand between his. Shinji had been always amazed of how cold Hiyori's hands were; it was like the girl couldn't retain any body heat. He wondered if her feet were the same with her constant putting in and taking off of her socks and warajis.

"I'm telling you stupid shrimp, I didn't give you anything."And a mischievous smile made his eyes twinkle with mischievous evil and a hint of a lack of self-preservation. "Maybe you have a secret admirer."

She pulled away her hand from him and kicked his face, making the Captain growl in pain.

"Yeah maybe." And she started walking towards the exit. "Move it, ass. I'm starving." She said, leaving the room with her zanpakutou ornament that she would use to decorate the top of the tree in her office.

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On my first year of Chrintmayx,
a Shinigami sent to me
a zanpakutou ornament to hang on the top of a tree.

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A/N: Only the begginning peeps, hope you guys liked it.