Hi again all you wonderful readers. I must say I was quite thrilled with the amount of people that are reading and seemingly enjoying this. Thanks for all the reviews, story alert ads and favourite story ads ^^.

Well here's chapter three sorry it's so short, though...

Disclaimer: sorry not mine.


Toushiro grumbled all the way back to the office. Matsumoto had done that on purpose, making him make tea. The whole process was actually very simple he could do it in his sleep. Not to say that he was ticked off that he had to make tea, but rather where he had to get the tea from. He was going to fire the person who had decided that it would be the perfect idea to put the tea on the highest shelf possible. It was well known that he was vertically challenged, though he would refuse to admit it, and just doing something such as getting a box of tea that just so happened to be on the highest shelf possible was a near impossible task.

But he had done it; of course he had done it. And he had not asked anybody for help either, he would have rather died than ask for help. Using a contraption of chairs, stools and stepping ladders and by climbing up counters and shelves he had managed to reach the blasted box, almost falling several times in the process. Thankfully no one had come in to see their captain climbing all over the kitchen furniture, that would have been a hard, and embarrassing one to explain. Anyway, now he had the tea and had hidden the box in a much more convenient place for future use. Matsumoto owed him big time for this.

He slid the door to the office open and was shocked to see the ginger woman working. This was a sight to behold, a once in a lifetime opportunity to see Matsumoto actually working. It would have brought tears to anybody's eyes, such a beautiful sight. Careful not to disturb her he quietly placed the cup of tea on her desk. She did not even look up to acknowledge him. He shook his head, he normally would have been mad that she did not even glance in his direction after all he had just done for her, but to see her working, not just putting up the front that she was busy, but actually working he did not mind in the least. Her brow was slightly wrinkled as she glared at the paper in front of her and she was chewing her bottom lip, a sure sign that she was concentration. Her left hand tapped a steady beat on the wooden desktop while her right hand held the brush poised ready to write. His jaw almost dropped open in astonishment.

Slowly and quietly he made his way over to his desk, well the lieutenant's desk. He sat down still unable to believe that it was Matsumoto over there working diligently and quietly on the budget report. Wow just, wow. Anyway he had his own work to get to. He had finished organising the desk and was now ready to get started on some of the projects that Matsumoto had so kindly left for him. It was not much tough, well not much compared to what he had been used to as a captain. He had been doing his and Matsumoto's work for as long as he could remember, the two had intermingled so that he sometimes did not even know the difference between the captain's work and the lieutenant's work.

Come to think of it, what were the duties of the lieutenant? He knew that Matsumoto was in charge of minor paperwork such as division transfers (but the captain had to approve and sign), assigning minor missions to division members, keeping and updating personal files on each division member, he also knew that it was her job to deliver and pick up paperwork to and from the first or any other divisions, and she was in charge of all the new recruits. He sighed; he really did have a lot of work to do for the next two weeks. Well it was nothing that wouldn't be too difficult, as long as he had a plan for a course of action. He took out a week planner and began to get to work. Today was to be used to paperwork, tomorrow he was going to have to give potential new members a tour of the squad, Thursday, was for more paperwork, and Friday there was a lieutenant's meeting... maybe, the notice wasn't too clear.

Good now that that was out of the way he could concentrate on the rest of his paperwork. Glancing over at Matsumoto struggling he could not help but smirk knowing that this was going to be an easy win.

"THAT'S IT!" Matsumoto's scream shocked him so badly that he nearly fell out of his seat. "I can't take it anymore!"

"Matsumoto..."

"I've been staring at the same thing for this whole time and it makes no sense at all! None, nada, zilch!" she ended her rant by burying her head in her arms on the desk with a deflated puff of air.

Toushiro stared at her for a minute or so. So she hadn't actually been working per say. Well it was good while it lasted. He took in his lieutenant a flop of ginger and pink on the desk. He sighed.

"I thought you knew how to do a budget report, Matsumoto."

Her head shot up, "Oh Captain, when did you get in here?"

He rolled his eyes, "You don't understand it do you?"

She scratched the back of her neck, "I...um... well... no."

Toushiro shook his head, "Then why did you tell me you did?"

She scowled at him, "Look you were there acting all smug like you expected me not to know how to do it! What did you want me to say? No I'm stupid; I don't get it at all?"

"I didn't expect you to know how to do it because you don't normally have to do them." He folded his arms across his chest. "I know you're not stupid Matsumoto, and I do also know that the budget report is not particularly easy, which is why I asked if you knew how to do it in the first place. You're letting this competition get to you. I would have shown you how to do it properly you know..."

"So then if you knew that I wasn't going to be able to do it, why did you let me try in the first place? Honestly captain." She shook her head, "Oh no wait you're not captain..."

Toushiro felt his eyebrow twitch and said through gritted teeth, "Because you said that you knew how to do it." He decided to ignore the part about the 'captain'. "Okay Matsumoto, bring it here, I'll give u a demonstration." He held out his hand.

"Really," Matsumoto frowned, "But then you'll be helping me to win..."

"This isn't about the bet, the fact is that this is due in two days time and Yamamoto will not be pleased if it's handed in late. Both of our butts are on the line here."

She nodded and came over to him, "You know I really understand what I'm supposed to be doing it's just those goddamned numbers. They don't make any sense."

Toushiro sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. Why had he even made this stupid bet in the first place? "Well I guess we'll just have to work on this together, Matsumoto-"

"Hey wait a minute, if I'm captain now, why do you still refer to me by name?"

Toushiro grit his teeth, "Don't push it woman, I'm being kind enough to show you how to do this. Giving a crash course in mathematics was not part of the deal by the way."

"Yeah, yeah. Hey how about we take a break before we start this?" she asked hopefully twirling a lock of hair around her index finger.

"Not on your life. Now sit down and listen."


Soooo how was it?

This may be the last update in a while as I'm going back to school tomorrow, so idk if i'll have time to write...

sorry for the inconvenience caused... but please review while you're still here.^^

-Mymomomo