So here is the second chapter, i know, i know, FINALLY! I'm sorry for any typos and all that stuffs but anyways, i finnaly have a plot! congratulate me! hahaha just kidding. here you go, hope you like it, and all that good stuff.

Hinamori jolted up off the couch. She ran for the clock and looked at the time.

"Oh," she sighed, relived "only ten minutes." She reflected on her 10 minute cat nap ready to collapse at any moment. Unohana Taichou said her improvement was tremendous and she was ready to go back to work, so now she was stuck doing her paper work, and he ex-captain's paper work as well.

"Now I know why Rangiku-san hates paper work." She yawned, stretched and reluctantly left the couch. Of course Hitsugaya-kun had offered to do her paperwork, but he had been stuck with it since Aizen faked his death and she had been detained. She felt it was time to take care of her responsibilities. A small knock at the door caught her attention. She opened it to find one of her subordinates with, guess what, more paper work. She could've cried right there.

"Just set it on the desk with the rest of the paper work." she croaked. Maybe if she burned two or three of the stacks, no one would notice.

"No," she mumbled, "they probably have extra copies.

"One more thing Hinamori Fukutaichou," the subordinate whispered shyly, Hinamori looked really pissed. "You have a visitor." As the subordinate left and told the visitor they could come in, her fact lit up. She had a pretty good idea of who it was. When the door opened she got ready to give him a great big hug, only to be met by Matsumoto's cleavage. Her face frowned and she walked back to the couch.

"Sorry Rangiku-san." She did her best but failed to hide her obvious disappointment.

"Hoping for someone shorter?" Matsumoto said grinning. Hinamori opened her mouth but nothing came out. She tried to say something but just brought down her head to her hands. She was way too stressed out for this right now. Matsumoto sat down next to her on the couch.

"I can't believe I'm going to do this." she thought. She wrapped her arm around Hinamori and took a deep breath.

"Tiachou's probably done with his paper work, so if you want, I'll do yours and you can go see him." Hinamori jumped up,

"No! I could never let you do that Rangiku-san!"

"GO!" Matsumoto said shoving her towards the door. "And have fun!"

"Th…Thank you Rangiku-san!" Hinamori stuttered as she got up from the floor. "Rangiku –san is really strong!" she thought to herself as she left. Matsumoto collapsed on the desk.

"There's no way I'm going to be able to do all this damn paper work. I know! I'll get that bastard Kira! He owes me big time. I hope he's not in the hospital still. I didn't beat him that hard." Matsumoto ran out of the room and made a beeline for the third division. As Hinamori clasped her delicate hands around the door knob to Hitsugaya's office she hesitated to open the heavy doors. Almost every time she showed up here unannounced, as soon as she opened the door he would scream, Matsumoto, really angrily. Once he realized it was Hinamori, his face would flush and would get really quiet. She had to admit, she loved to embarrass him like that. He looked so cute when he was frustrated and even cuter when he was embarrassed, but she felt guilty about it afterwards. She took a deep breath and pushed on the door. She looked around, but no one was inside. The room was quiet, and the desk was startlingly empty.

"How does he get all of that paperwork done?" she exclaimed. Normally she would've never dared to venture into Hitsugaya's quarters, but finding out the secret to paper work was just too great a temptation. She knocked on the door, nothing. She knocked again, louder, but no answer came. Finally after sick of waiting, she pushed on the door, and was excited to see it open. This was the first time she had been here. She quietly stepped in and looked at the dark room. She wouldn't have been able to navigate the furniture if not for the moonlight, and the fact that there was an odd lack of furniture. The room was surprisingly bare and simple. It looked more like a hotel room than a captain's quarter. She looked around and was ready to turn back when she heard a faint rustling of sheets coming from a nearby door. She felt her curiosity surge as she ventured through the open door. She stopped immediately and would've run away, if not for the fear of waking him up. He was sleeping, which was a shock for her. Well of course he slept, but the only thing she had ever seen him do was work. She walked further into the room and smiled. He was completely buried in sheets, snoring ever so slightly. His foot twitched, and she decided it was time to leave. She backed up, missing the door entirely and hitting a wall. The self above her fell, and he woke up. He scanned the room alarmed, and his eyes fell upon her petite figure, gently rubbing her head where the self had hit. He shot out of the bed and ran to her.

"Are you ok?" he exclaimed, cupping his hands around her face. She looked up at him and started to stutter.

"I'm….I'm soooooo sorry! I…I just wanted to see you, I've been so stressed and then I got more paper work, and…" he put a single finger on her lips.

"Stop talking," he said smiling. "I'm not mad." He drew closer to her face and spoke softly. "You're always welcome here." She could feel the warmth of his breath caresses her face and she boldly drew closer to where their lips were just barley touching. His hands dropped and picked up hers, intertwining their fingers.

"Let's get a midnight snack. What do you say?" he asked grinning slyly.

"Sure," she said returning his grin, "I'd like that."

In the next chapter everything goes wrong! ohhhhhhh scary! lol. i have it writen and what not, i just have to type it. With any luck it will be up tomorow before 7:00, but i cant promise anything. Thanks for the reviews!