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A Kiss for Shelter
Teamwork
Byakuya was suspicious of Renji's reasoning (suspecting a hidden agenda), but he did have loose ends to tie up and so he accepted his lieutenant's assistance.
They worked diligently in silence and by the time the early gray of dawn began to lighten the sky they had cleared nearly two days-worth of paperwork.
Before the war, Division Six could always be counted on to have any and all paperwork completed by the end of the working day. However the backlog had been building, and even the meticulous Captain Kuchiki had to submit to a more sedate pace to allow his division recovery. It was not easy to rebuild a kingdom after all.
As Renji yawned and stretched, Byakuya neatly enfolded a stack of confidential files in parchment for the archives.
"I will return home for an hour. You may take your time in returning. I will take on morning role." Byakuya said as he rose from his desk chair.
Renji bit off another yawn, letting his arms fall to his sides as he shook his head, "Wow- ugh- that's nice 'n all, but I'll just take a quick shower and report back if it's all the same to you, Sir?"
Again the captain eyed the other man cagily before he turned toward the doors, "Very well."
Renji bowed and Byakuya headed toward the door.
"Oh- yeah- by-the-way… Congratulations, Taichou!"
Byakuya tensed, freezing in the doorway. It would be easy enough to pretend to have missed the comment… But instead he gave a regal nod and strode forward.
Still lingering behind his own desk, the lieutenant smirked with a measure of smugness.
'Please take care of him.' She had humbly requested.
His arms crossed over his chest Renji gave a definitive nod; he intended to do just that.