Awww!! No one's reviewing. That just amkes me sad... Also, as you know, the next couple of chapters are going to be a huge flashback in the past. Just letting you know. I don't know how long I'm going to make this to the current time frame though. Anyways, enjoy!!!

Memories: A New Recruit

Bringing time backwards in its line

Hitsugaya stared down at the seat of the office couches in complete disbelief. To any passing people: they would usually compliment on how nice and orderly his office was. To him: he could make a huge list on the spot on how bad his office was since the five minutes he left. Paperwork untouched and not finished. Check. His desk almost filled with towers of said paperwork. Check. Bottles of sake and the lazy, moronic, stupid lieutenant of his sleeping on the couch. Check. His chair not pushed in! Check.

"Matsumoto. Wake up!" Hitsugaya grumbled and prodded the lazy lieutenant with the tip of his sword right on her stomach.

"No. No. Not there! Not there!" Matsumoto half squealed and half mumbled in her sleep. She slightly stirred, but still didn't wake up, and the luminescent blush still hung on her cheeks.

Oh God… He didn't even want to know what the hell she was dreaming about. But if he had poked a bit lower…no. Forget it. Hitsugaya shook his head fiercely to get the unnecessary overrated images out of his head and prepared for a "MATSUMOTO!!!!!!"

"Aaah!!" Matsumoto screamed and fell right out of her couch. She rubbed her head and glanced up at whoever would wake her. "Captain!!! You scared me!"

"Get up Matsumoto." Hitsugaya strictly ordered.

"Why!? It's only the afternoon!" Matsumoto whined and pouted.

"Exactly! Do you remember what's happening today?" Hitsugaya asked, lifting his eyebrow in questioning.

"Hmm…." Matsumoto deeply thought, putting a single finger on her chin for emphasis. Then, she snapped her fingers at the 'I got it!' moment. "Oh! That's right! The new recruits are coming in."

"Yes. So get your butt off that couch and lets go already!" Hitsugaya shouted at her and briskly went out the door.

"No! Forget it! It's such a bore!" Matsumoto exclaimed.

Hitsugaya briefly stopped in his walk out to go back to his lieutenant, fully prepared to drag her out if necessary. But first, he needed to question her. "And why not?"

"I already said it! It's boring!" Matsumoto greatly repeated herself.

"And why? I thought you like meeting new people?" Hitsugaya pointed out.

Matsumoto frowned. Of course, she loved meeting new people! She loved new people so much that complete strangers were immediate friends to her. The formula was simple. New people equaled new friends, which equaled new drinking buddies, which equaled less money for her sake! Simple as that! But the problem with the new recruits was that Hitsugaya had always managed to get to them before she does and he practically bore them into mindless, hardworking zombies that do nothing but work!

"No answer. Fine. Let's go." Hitsugaya concluded before Matsumoto could finish and headed out the door again.

Matsumoto frowned a bit and followed after her captain. But suddenly, a brilliant idea just popped right in her head! "Captain!!"

"What is it now?" Hitsugaya grumbled. He was definitely not in the mood for small talk with Matsumoto. In fact, he didn't even want to go get the new recruits of his division. But since Matsumoto's too lazy for even that, he had to go get them himself.

"Captain! Who are the new recruits?" Matsumoto asked, momentarily jumping in front of Hitsugaya. "I hope we get a girl in our ranks this time! All the high seats are so full of men that it's getting boring!"

Hitsugaya slightly flinched a little at the sight of his lieutenant's…assets…waving in his face. But he's seen that for so many times, it's not much of a surprise for him anymore. "How am I supposed to know? I haven't seen them. Just the paperwork that you were supposed to fill out about them." He grumbled and nudged the busty lieutenant out of his way.

"So…do we get a girl?" Matsumoto asked again, perking up her innocent face.

"Like I said! I don't know." Hitsugaya answered her again but something in his head made him stop to think about it. Did they get a girl? He couldn't remember, but there was something in that paperwork that Unohana sent him. Something about one of her division members being transferred over to his division. But he just couldn't remember what. They had continued walking down the building until bumping into a familiar figure and a large group of people.

"Shiro-chan! Hi!" Hinamori exclaimed being a quite bit surprised.

"Hitsugaya-taicho!" Hitsugaya hastily corrected her, but a bit too loud that Hinamori's new recruits could hear him.

"Oh my god! He's a captain!" Rings of voices started coming out from the crowd of the new 5th Divisioners. "He's a captain! It's amazing! But he's only a kid! And he's so short too!"

"What was that?" Hitsugaya demanded, his fuse already blown out completely.

"I'm sorry. Hitsugaya-kun." Hinamori sheepishly apologized. "Aizen-taicho is out today and I'm supposed to retrieve the new recruits in his place. But this crowd's a bit rowdier than the last. Isn't that something?"

"A bit…" Hitsugaya flatly said and Hinamori nodded her head. He evaluated the new people that Hinamori had to retrieve. They seemed to be a bit too much for her to handle though. "Well…I guess I can help out for Aizen and all…it's not much of a trouble anyways…"

"Really!?" Hinamori eagerly asked and Hitsugaya nodded his head. She squealed in great happiness and quickly grabbed for Hitsugaya's arm and dragged him away.

"Matsumoto! You go gather the new recruits in my place!" Hitsugaya called back to his dazed at the moment lieutenant.

"Yes sir!" Matsumoto called back but smiled like a complete devil afterwards. Finally…it's time to have some fun!

She confidently slammed open the doors of where the supposed new recruits were. Several shinigami heads turned to her, some ogling at the areas under her face and others frowning at her because they didn't realize she was actually lieutenant and they thought she was being those overconfident shinigami. Either way, Matsumoto caused a pretty big scene. Big enough that even a shinigami in the farthest end of the room could see her among the taller shinigami around her.

Matsumoto scanned the room of the new people that were going to be in the 10th Division. All was disappointing. They were all men and they looked like they were all ready for work! This was already a bore! But Matsumoto soon caught onto a shining yellow glare coming off from the farthest end of the room. She spotted a young female shinigami standing straight against the wall, staring right back at her. Matsumoto only managed to pick out the standard uniform, the dark blue hair color, and the bright golden eyes of the young girl.

Oh well! Matsumoto planned on having fun with these new shinigami anyways.

"Hi! Welcome to the 10th Division!" Matsumoto loudly announced. "It's the division where you get to drink lots and lots of sake and play fun games!"

Hitsugaya felt his eyes twitch suddenly and his fingers flinching every now and then. He had just finished helping out with Hinamori's recruits and he assumed Matsumoto had handled his own division. But what he didn't expect was half of the new shinigami laying sprawled around his office half drunk. In fact, why were those shinigami in his office anyway? It probably had something to do with that dumb lieutenant of his.

"How troublesome." Hitsugaya mumbled and raked his fingers through his silver hair. This day just couldn't get any worse now can it? Cleaning up after Matsumoto's work had always been a trouble. "Attention!!" Hitsugaya shouted, authority clear in his voice.

Several shinigami turned heads once they noticed the commanding voice. Some had to take a double take because they thought they saw a captain. Some even had to do a triple take to notice it was their division's captain. In a matter of seconds, the new members frantically scurried around, got into a straight orderly line, awaiting Hitsugaya like real soldiers.

"I assume that a lieutenant brought you down here correct?" Hitsugaya said and he moved down the aisles that the new shinigami formed. "Well, I also assume that she told you some other things and I'm here to inform you that it is all false. I'm the leading officer of this division and I run things very differently. I'm expecting every single one of you to be orderly and hardworking. I expect things to be on time and missions and operations to be completed completely. Now, I want you to answer my question: Where did the lieutenant go?"

"Yes sir!" One of the new shinigami stood out of his line, ready to report. "I recently spotted Matsumoto-fukutaicho walking out of this office a couple hours ago and…"

"And what? Answer." Hitsugaya demanded, glaring dagger eyed at the shinigami.

"And she took one of the new recruits with her. I'm not sure if the new girl is a transferred officer or someone just out of the Academy."

"If you speak that the shinigami is a female, then that shinigami is the transferring officer. You are all dismissed." Hitsugaya said and shuffled through his papers, flicking through all the profile pages until he found the one he wanted.

The new shinigami glanced at each other before filing out of the office and dispersing throughout the entire division area. However, Hitsugaya stayed in his office to go over the file of the new girl that Matsumoto had supposedly kidnapped.

It turns out she was a former officer under the 4th Division and in her time spent there, she had dealt with first aid healing and paperwork filing. It seems like Unohana recommended her to be the fifth seat in his division because her fighting abilities exceeds that of her healing capabilities. Her stats indicated she was an all around average shinigami except she never had a first hand account in real battle. That's what to expect from any 4th Division officer anyway. She looked around his age or Hinamori's with bright golden eyes and shoulder length dark blue hair with yellow beads hanging off her side bangs. Oh. And her name was Naori Hibana.

Her name reeked of mischief. Something he definitely didn't like. Hitsugaya flung the profile paper back onto his desk and glanced up at the clock nearby. It would only take a couple of minutes before they come back…

"Captain!!! I'm back!" A loud voice penetrated the quiet office and Matsumoto practically kicked her way through the door. She smiled a huge grin and pulled out a small girl behind him. "Look! We got a cute little girl in our division now! Isn't that great!"

The young shinigami glanced around, marveled at what she was seeing. She had an innocent, wide-eyed look to her face reminiscent of that of a child and she was actually almost as tall as Hitsugaya himself. Then she spotted the short captain looking on at her and she smiled a huge grin. "What a big office you have! It's bigger than the one back at Fourth!"

"I heard she's going to be the fifth seat! Isn't that great!" Matsumoto gleamed.

"Thank you for the compliment." Hitsugaya mumbled. Bubbly, cheerful, and laid back. She had somewhat of a personality that seemed to match Matsumoto's in more ways than one. Let's hope she doesn't pick up any habits from Matsumoto. One was enough.

"My name is Naori Hibana! What's yours?" Naori cheerfully introduced, reaching out her hand for Hitsugaya.

"Captain of 10th Division, Hitsugaya Toushirou." Hitsugaya replied, firmly shaking her hand.

"Really!? But you're not even as tall as me!" Naori exclaimed and maneuvered her hand so it was now on Hitsugaya's head, earning his irritation glare. She placed a hand on her head and measured the both of them. "That can't be right! When is your birthday anyways?"

"December 20th." Hitsugaya seethed through his teeth. He felt like he really, really needed to hit her…or maybe freeze her. It had only been twenty full seconds and he didn't like her at all. She was already annoying to him, maybe even up to Matsumoto's caliber.

"Oh! Then, never mind! You're actually younger than me! See, my birthday's October 5th." Naori grinned and ruffled Hitsugaya's spiky hair.

"Get your hands off me!" Hitsugaya demanded and slapped her hand away from his head.

Naori attentively rubbed the hand that had just been slapped. She now had this puppy face on and she looked a bit whiny. This could not be good. "You're mean! I didn't think my new captain was this mean!"

"Matsumoto." Hitsugaya grumbled and glared at his lieutenant. He suspected she was the influence of all this. He averted his gaze back at Naori, who still looked like she was in pain after he slapped her hand. "Look. You're under the 10th Division now. I am your captain so that means you follow what I say when I say it. Understand?" He informed her as the authority figure.

"Yeah. Yeah. I heard." Naori replied, making final checks on her hand. She made a slight frown once she saw one of her nails had been chipped.

"Seriously. Do you know what I mean as your captain?" Hitsugaya demanded, getting even more ticked off at her attitude at the moment.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I got it! Hitsu-kun!" Naori happily said the last words with a sickly sweet tone.

A momentary pause erupted between the two.

"What. Was. That. Again?" Hitsugaya growled at her between gritted teeth.

Naori was still smiling at him, acting like she had done nothing wrong when she actually did. Big time. Even Matsumoto could sense his anger seething through his body and dropping the room temperature by a new record of two degrees. Matsumoto quickly backed herself up against a wall and afterwards, disappeared behind the nearby door. Naori stood there, smiling at her captain like a total idiot.

"Hitsu-kun!" She repeated again.

At that moment, he could accurately predict from now that he and Naori will not get along at all. And he was right.

For the next couple of days, everything Naori did aggravated him till no ends. Every time she reported in, she kept referring to Hitsugaya as a cute "Hitsu-kun!" nickname instead of the appropriate title of a captain. She had a cheerful and upbeat personality wherever she went, like Matsumoto, and it was almost sickly, like Matsumoto. Also, the way she brewed his tea made him sick. For some reason, she puts a whole lot of sugar in his tea. Who puts so much sugar in tea anyways? Even the paperwork she turned in irritated him. Her writing was fine, neat and proper, except for the fact it was tiny as hell that he had to use a magnifying glass to read it clearly. What was it at? A point four size? Even Iba-fukutaicho had considered getting the short captain some reading glasses.

Sure, Hitsugaya could have transferred her over to another division to handle her. But Matsumoto insisted on keeping her like a child had just found an abandoned stray animal. Every time he considered talking about transferring Naori, Matsumoto would butt in and exclaim, "No! I want to keep her! She's staying!"

Hitsugaya did eventually get some mutual respect from her. Naori still called him with a dumb nickname and every time, he had to correct her for it. Sometimes, even threatening to place a high leveled binding spell on her mouth or just plain freezing her. But Naori, at least, called him "Hitsugaya-taicho" once when she was filling out a form that said: Name of captain here. And it was only that time.

But there was eventually a time where he had snapped. The time was only a week from the day Naori had first come into the division. She met Hinamori just outside his office and they chatted for some time. When Naori came to report in, Hitsugaya would expect to hear that dumb nickname again. That "Hitsu-kun" nickname that Naori insisted on calling him. But unfortunately, instead…

"Shiro-chan!!" Naori enthusiastically greeted.

Hitsugaya gritted his teeth and pulsating veins appeared right on his temples. That was it! "Hibana!" He roared, shaking up the books in the wall high shelves.

"What is it?" Naori asked, completely unaffected by the tense atmosphere.

"You and I are going to have a talk. Now!"

"Hey! Were you just relieved?" One shinigami of the 10th Division asked to his coworkers.

The second shook his head and smiled. "Nah. I'm just taking a short break."

"You shouldn't do that." The shinigami said with a worried tone. "Or else. The fifth seat, Naori Hibana-san, is going to find out."

"I wouldn't worry! She and I were in the same group of recruits when we first came into this division. She's really a nice, carefree little girl who is a former 4th Division member. She's not going to do any harm." The shinigami answered in a laidback tone.

"Not after The Talk." The second shinigami replied, shaking his head.

"The Talk? What's The Talk?" The skipping his work shinigami questioned.

"Even I don't know what it is. Rumor has it that Hitsugaya-taicho only issues The Talk if someone is really bothering him. Let it be either not doing your work or just being plain annoying to him." The second shinigami answered in a hushed tone. "I don't know what happens during The Talk, but I heard the survivors that come out are not the same as they were when they went in. In fact, I think the only one who ever came out unscathed was Matsumoto-fukutaicho."

"Really!? You mean…" The first gasped.

The second shinigami nodded his head in agreement. "So if I were you, I would quickly go back to my shift and…"

"What are you two whispering about over there?" A loud voice interrupted the two shinigami.

"N-N-Naori-san!" The two shinigami exclaimed in surprise.

Naori haughtily walked up to the two. Her hands firmly placed on her waist and a noticeable dull look was shown on her face. But that dull look was slowly turning into a frown as Naori soon recognized the two shinigami. She came up closely to the two and stared up at their faces, her lips slowly forming into a scowl.

"The one on the left." She said with authority, but her voice still held a light tone. "You. You are supposed to be on duty right now. Are you slacking off again?"

"W-Well no! I'm just about to get back to work!" The first shinigami fumbled around with his answer.

"You better. Or else, I'm going to have to deal with your punishment, the one that Hitsugaya-taicho gave me the right to issue over you since I'm one of the high ranking officers in this division." Naori warned, her voice still light but held an intimidating, almost murderous tone. "You best get back to work. I know you've already slacked off four times. I just let you go those times because I know you are smart enough to not take advantage of a person like me overseeing your work. Aren't you?"

"Y-Yes ma'am! I'll get back to work!" The shinigami frantically stuttered and ran off as fast as possible.

"Goodness…" The other shinigami mumbled as he watched his coworker scurry off.

Of course, Naori noticed him as well. She went up to the shinigami, who was about five heads taller than her, and tugged onto the sleeve of his uniform. "Excuse me?" She asked, her voice returning back into its normal tone.

"Yes? Naori-san?" The shinigami replied.

"Don't you have work to do as well?" Naori asked, momentarily cocking her head to the side.

"Not at the time, no. But I don't really plan on doing anything until my superior issues something for me." The shinigami politely answered.

"Then why don't you sort through the old files in the Records room?" Naori suggested.

"Uh…well…um…you see…" The shinigami nervously fumbled while scratching the back of his head.

"It's best that you do." Naori softly said with her bangs momentarily covering her eyes. Her voice had that somewhat sharp edge to its tone again. "You should do the job I issued to you. I am your superior, aren't I? A good officer always follows the orders of his superior. If the officer doesn't, something terrible may come to him."

The shinigami sighed and gently pushed Naori off his arm. "As you wish, Naori-san." He said and briskly walked away.

Naori gazed on as the shinigami turned the corner and his footsteps had turned soft and distant. She sighed and turned to walk away as well. Her purpose was already served anyways. She should be getting on with her free time.

"Wow…I know I told you to get those slackers back in line, but I never expected you to intimidate them into submission. I guess Unohana-taicho rubs off on you too." A cocky voice rang through the hallway. Naori averted around her and saw her own captain smirking at her, leaning against the wall just behind her.

"I did what you told me to. Wasn't that the order? Hitsugaya-taicho?" Naori almost monotonously replied back to her captain.

"Right, I know. Hibana." Hitsugaya smirked and came out of the shadows and into the same light as Naori. He watched in glee as Naori's face went from a relaxed look to a frustrated scowl.

"When are you going to stop calling me like that?" Naori venomously asked.

Wow...never expected for Naori to be a bubbly person before now didn't you? I just love how Hitsugaya can break her in less than a page of writing. In clarity, it's because of Hitsugaya that Naori is no longer happy and bubbly like Matsumoto. Anyways, next chapter is in who knows how long.

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