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This chapter is sort of funny, it sets the "plot dream" of the next chapter.

DISCLAIMER:Nope, don't own Bleach. If I did, things would be well, really, really, really different.

Okay, onto the story!

The strawberry-blond shinigami fluttered her eyes open, she rose up off of a couch. "Where am I?" She rubbed her head, looking around she saw a bed shaped like a heart and the other heart shaped furniture pieces.

"Yo, Matsumoto." Matsumoto looked to see someone very familiar. She looked at the figure, he was wearing a plain blue shirt and denim pants.

"Gin? Is that really you?" She questioned, looking at the exiled third-division captain in disbelief.

"Yeah, it's me." He looked at her, one of his eyebrows arched up.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Gin?" Matsumoto questioned Gin again, she looked down at herself. She was wearing a small black cocktail dress that reached about five inches above her knees. A slight blushed came over her face.

"Will you have a dance with me, Matsumoto?" Gin offered his hand out to her.

"Um, sure." Matsumoto took the offered out hand. The exiled third division captain turned on some mood music, he then took Matsumoto's hand in his and reached his other hand around her waist. Matsumoto stopped his hand for a moment then let him reach around. The two shinigami danced in this position for a few more minutes.

"Would you like something to drink?" Gin offered.

"Um, sure. Do you have any Sake?" Matsumoto asked, graciously taking his offer of alcohol.

"Yeah I do." He went over to the bar in the room and pulled out a bottle of the rice wine. Grabbing two Sake cups, he poured some for the alcoholic shinigami.

"Thank you, Gin." Matsumoto proceeded to slurp the wine down without a drop to spare. "Hit me again, baby!" The strawberry-blond yelled.

"Okay." Gin poured more of the rice wine into her cup, Matsumoto slurped it down.

"Woo! Hit me again!" She yelled. Gin graciously poured more Sake into her glass again. After about a few minutes, Matsumoto was drunk.

"Woo!" Matsumoto got up on the bar table, dancing to non existent music. "Hey Gin, get up here! I feel like dancing like a maniac." She then proceeded to rip her dress off, Matsumoto spun around in the air above her.

"Wow Matsumoto, yur one crazy drunk." He laughed at his joke. Gin then jumped up on the table with Matsumoto, he put some dance music on. The song was "Don't Cha" by the Pussy Cat Dolls.

"I love this song, oh my god!" Matsumoto squealed. She then started to shake her booty. The two drunk shinigami started to "dance dirty." Gin broke the dancing, he took Matsumoto into his arms bridal style. He walked over to the heart shaped couch.

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"Oh Gin, that tickles!" Matsumoto squealed, tossing on the cold alley floor. "That feels so good, Oh Gin." The tenth division vice captain squealed again.

"Matsumoto?" A voice called out. "Where are you, dammit!" The voice called out again.

"What. . .oh crap! Taichou." Matsumoto pushed herself off the ground. "I have to get out of here before he finds me, crap, crap, crap!" She stated.

"Matsumoto, where the hell are you?" The the tenth division captain yelled again. "MATSUMOTO! Where are you dammit." He screamed again.

"Ah!" Matsumoto screamed. She had come face to face with the twelfth division captain. "Hello, May. . .Mayuri-taichou." Fear was overtaking her body.

"Hello, Matsumoto-fukutaichou." The scary twelfth division taichou stated. "What are you doing out in the middle of the twelfth division storage alley's?" He questioned, a weird grin growing on his face. His head then proceeded to his head turn around in circles. He looked like a smiling clown on crack.

"Ah!" Matsumoto screamed really loud, attracting her captain.

"Mayuri-taichou, thank you for catching my fleeing fukutaichou." Hitsugaya gave his hungover vice-captain a, "I'm going to kill you" glare.

"Anytime, Hitsugaya-taichou." He addressed the small white-haired captain. "Goodbye then." Mayuri then proceeded to melt into a purple liquid and seep into the walls.

"Now, what am I suppose to do with you Matsumoto? Let's see, how about my paperwork for a week. No, that is way to merciful. How about two months, that will do." Hitsugaya pulled his vice-captain by the ear, "No, I know a better punishment. No Sake for a month."

"What, no you can't do that. Taichou, that's not fair!" Matsumoto whined. The tenth division captain patted himself on the back, knowing this punishment was a good punishment for his alcoholic vice-captain. It was going to be fun to see how this turned out.

Thank you for reading.

The next chapter will be a lot better than this one.

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Next Chapter: What are Matsumoto's dreams like when she doesn't drink? Well, she dreams about even wierder things.

Until next time, may your lives be happy and full of love,

Mayan