Chapter 6

Lol…I'm glad you enjoyed Rangiku's sufferings. This chapter, however, will be devoted to more Hitsugaya's tormenting! Muahahahahahahaha. Please read and review!

Rangiku was very sore with her captain. Everywhere she went, teasing and sniggering could be heard about her crazy hairdo which took nearly five bottles of shampoo and ten bottles of conditioner to tame into its normal state.

Many perverted male shinigamis asked hopefully if Rangiku would be wearing the revealing ballerina suit anytime soon. Many of them got sent to the fourth divisions with broken jaws much to Unohana's distaste. She had seemed to have started a personal vendetta against the tenth division since Rangiku had begun to increase her workload as well as her captain.

But really, Rangiku was having a much worse time compared to her captain about the leaf robe incident. You see, many of the shinigamis aren't keen on dying for the second time. They know their limits with Hitsugaya-taichou and are oddly wise enough not to push it too much before the scary green-eyed boy will have to resort to murder.

With Rangiku though, they were merciless. She was driven to the edge by them. Even Hinamori teased her about it a little. So, in a rage, the tenth division vice captain cooked up her latest revenge on her dear captain.

"A-Ano, Rangiku-san, I don't think this is a good idea," squeaked Hinamori, nervously.

"It is, trust me!" winked Rangiku "Now, practice to moves I showed you."

"H-Hai,"

Hitsugaya was actually whistling. Yes, the great, uptight, stern, wouldn't-understand-the-word-fun-even-if-it-screamed-to-him-in-the-face, short little captain was actually whistling. The reason for this was because his plan to humiliate his vice captain had succeeded!

"That ought to teach her not to mess with her captain," he thought in satisfaction. Little did he know, that very moment, Rangiku was already devising her latest plan to "mess with her captain".

Suddenly, Hitsugaya sensed something odd he hadn't noticed before due in his intense euphoria. The male shinigamis in his division seemed awfully cheerful today. They looked very excited too. Hitsugaya really couldn't see any point to be happy unless a very troublesome vice captain was well tortured.

"Tonight at nine," whispered one of them to the other "In Matsumoto-fukutaichou's room."

Hitsugaya's sharp ears caught what was said. "Probably some drinking party," he dismissed but something inside him told him that something bad was going to happen.

The whole day passed pleasantly. Only one thing was bothering him: Neither Rangikuor Hinamori were seen throughout the entire day. It could be coincidence but he didn't like the idea of his influencing and currently vengeful vice captain with Hinamori who was almost as naïve as Yachiru.

Hitsugaya had finally finished his mountains of paperwork, no thanks to his baka vice captain. He was dying to go back to his room and sleep. Stretching, the tenth division captain walked towards his room.

Before he reached his room though, he had to pass by his vice –captain's room. Loud cheers and whoops reached Hitsugaya's ears. Uneasy, Hitsugaya walked towards Rangiku's room.

"I'm just making sure that the baka vice-captain of mine's not doing anything illegal," he mumbled to himself. He slowly slid open the door.

"I'm not worried, I'm not worried…..I just want to make sure that the damn Matsumoto stays out of-"

"YEAH! STRIP! STRIP! STRIP!"

Hitsugaya's mouth fell open in shock and horror. Dancing in the middle of Rangiku's room was Hinamori. She was wearing nothing but a flimsy, nearly transparent yukata she wore under her shinigami robe, which she already took off.

Rangiku on the other hand, was nearly fully naked, safe for her bra and panties. Both Rangiku and Hinamori were dancing to a fast catchy song. Suddenly, Hinamori, blushing wildly, proceeded to take off her yukata much to the approval pf the perverted males. Many of them had passed out on the floor with nosebleeds.

"WHAT THE-!" yelled Hitsugaya, red in the face as Hinamori slowly took off her yukata. The few of the audience that heard Hitsugaya's yell had quietly scampered out from Rangiku's room, sensing the end was near. Most of them, however, were too wrapped up in the performance to sense the immense danger was going to fall upon them.

Hinamori heard Hitsugaya and squealed in embarrassment. Suddenly, the room temperature was below minus ten degrees.

"You all really have some nerve," snarled Hitsugaya. The shinigamis shuddered. They'd rather to be yelled at than the icy tone the somehow-taller-than-usual captain was using any day.

They burst into tears of terror when Hitsugaya's hand reached for his zanpakuto.

"MERCY!"

"SPARE US!"

"WE WON'T DO THAT AGAIN!"

" HYOURINMARU!"

"AAAARRRRRGGHHHHH!"

Hitsugaya practically destroyed Rangiku's room and everyone in it except Hinamori and Rangiku. Unohana was not going to be happy about this. Rangiku quietly escaped before her captain had a chance to kill her as well.

"Hinamori," began Hitsugaya, heatedly "Why on earth did you do something so stupid!"

"Gomenasai," whispered Hinamori, her cheeks flaming. "Rangiku-san said that the dance just now was to help those poor men."

"Help those poor men!" exclaimed Hitsugaya, incredulously "Well, those "poor men" certainly need help now." His eyes strayed to where all the victims of his rage were.

"No, no," Hinamori squeaked "Rangiku-san said all those poor men were sick and are going to die in a few months. The only way we could save them was by dancing that special dance!"

Hitsugaya's eyebrow's twitched. She seriously believed that! He doubted even Hanatarou would have fallen for it.

"Come on, let's get out of here," Hitsugaya sighed. Hinamori nodded and blurted, "Are you mad at me?"

The white haired boy considered the question and replied, "Nope. You were just trying to do the right thing even if it was a stupid thing to do."

"Ano, why is your nose bleeding, Shirou-chan?"