Another random idea for my non-related Kyouraku/Nanao stories. I have no idea if the captains have like water bills or whatever that they need to pay, but in this story, they do. Oh, by the way, am I spelling riatsu correctly?

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

"Gah! This is impossible!" Nanao Ise flung her hands into the air, growling. "I don't understand why he is so insistent that he must use all this water. The bill is basically sky high!" She took off her glasses, setting them on the desk, and rubbed the bridge of her nose.

Kyouraku Shunsui glanced over from his desk. "What is impossible, Nanao-chan?"

"This!" She grabbed a fistful of papers and waved them in the air.

"The papers are impossible?" He questioned, slightly confused.

"No, not the papers! The reason for them!" She slipped her glasses back on so she could glare at the offending papers.

"Nanao-chan, you aren't making any sense. Perhaps you've been working too hard. You need to take some time off." He said gently, then snapped his fingers. "Ah! Why don't you let me rub your shoulders, hm? That would help ease the tension in your shoulders." He rolled his sleeves up, eager to get to work. It wasn't every day that he was able to touch his Nanao-chan.

"I appreciate the offer, Sir, but no, thank you. And would you please stop talking? I am much too upset to be carrying on a conversation."

Shunsui slouched in his chair. Shot down! His Nanao-chan could be so heartless sometimes. But that was one reason he loved her. He loved her feisty nature, and the rare, beautiful smile he sometimes had a chance to witness. "And, Nanao-chan, what is the reason for the papers?" He tilted his head.

"You are, Sir."

"M-Me?" He sputtered, taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"These are bills, Sir. The water bills, to be precise. They are unusually high. Have you been taking long baths again?" She looked pointedly at him.

"Why, Nanao-chan, what a question to ask your taicho!" He chided. "And if I have?"

"You need to stop, Kyouraku-taicho."

"I most certainly cannot. When you are lounging in the bathtub for an hour or so, the water gets cold. So I merely add in hot water. It doesn't hurt anything." He shrugged nonchalantly.

"Except for our wallet." Nanao muttered under her breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, Sir." She sighed, stacking the papers neatly. If just asking him to stop wasn't working, then she had to use the only other option. She stood up.

The movement caught Kyouraku's attention, and he looked up to see his lovely fukutaicho stepping towards him. A thrill coursed through his body. "Finally, she has come to her senses and has realized how much she loves me and wants me!" He managed to refrain from clapping gleefully.

"Kyouraku-taicho, if you continue with these long baths and run up the water bills, 8th Division may soon run out of money. And if that happens, I don't know what Head Captain Yamamotou will do. I am simply worried about you." She whispered, her dark eyes showing that her words were true.

"Ah, Nanao-chan, I am honored to know that you worry about me." He patted her arm lovingly. He noticed her flinch slightly at his touch, but ignored it. "If it means that much to you, then I will do everything in my power to cut back. And you will as well, right?"

"Yes, Sir. I will." Nanao gave him a tiny smile.

"Wonderful!" This time he did clap his hands. "I will see you tomorrow morning at seven!"

"Sir?" Nanao looked puzzled. Her taicho normally didn't come to the office until late morning.

"I have waited for this for such a long time, Nanao-chan."

"With all due respect, I am not following what you are saying."

"You will come to my quarters at seven, and then we can take our baths together! Won't it be fun, Nanao-chan?"

Nanao stared in horror at the man before her. She felt her cheeks burn. Her mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. Finally, she found her voice. "That is scandalous! Simply and unashamedly scandalous! There is no way that I would even accept that offer, let alone think about it!"

Her taicho's face fell. "Oh, but Nanao-chan, it will save on the water bill."

"Absolutely not! For that comment, Kyouraku-taicho, you may do the paperwork on your own. I am going to take your earlier advice and take some time off. Good-bye." With that, she whirled on her heel and stormed out of the office. Once in the hallway, she masked her riatsu and sneaked a peek at her taicho. He was still sitting at the desk, looking very dejected. Her resolve weakened slightly, but she refused to give in to that man's perverted fantasies. She left.

Kyouraku couldn't concentrate the rest of the day. He only got through half of what was supposed to be done, and even then, the papers were riddled with mistakes. He finally gave up and left, thinking that a nice, long, hot bath sounded really good. But he stopped. No, he must save on the water bill. He could do that for his Nanao-chan who worked so hard. He would just go drink sake instead. But first, he had a quick stop he had to make.

Nanao opened the door to her quarters. Although she had taken the day off, she hasn't spent it relaxing. No, she had been at the training grounds working off her frustration. A quick shower would be fine, she decided. She rushed through it, not wanting to waste any water. Wrapping a towel around her body, she picked up her dirty clothes and made her way to the bedroom. She turned on the light, and started in surprise when she saw a box on her pillow. She was curious. Dropping her clothes, she lifted the box and cautiously opened it. Inside, were eight chocolates. All were her favorite kind. There was a note inside.

My dear Nanao-chan,

I sincerely hope that you will accept these chocolates and my apology. I did not mean to make you uncomfortable in any way, and I wish I could take those words back. Enjoy the chocolates. I will see you tomorrow at ten.

Kyouraku Shunsui

Nanao couldn't help but smile as she picked up a candy and stuck it in her mouth. Her taicho wasn't all that bad, she supposed. She looked at the clock. It was late and she had better get to bed now.

She had to be up early in order to be at Kyouraku-taicho's quarters by seven.