After a conversation with a friend about this… Either make there be two parts per each chapter or a mirror fic… and he said two parts of each chapter. So, I shall take his advice. If more than one person gives me feedback saying not to, I'll delete and repost as a mirror fic. But, both point of views are important, so that's why I'm writing both sides.

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Shūhei sat in his office, which he used to share with his captain. Now that the blind man is gone, it seems so empty and lonely. Every day was filled with new pressures, new hurtles Shūhei would have to find a way over. Getting stuck was the worst feeling in the world. Like now, lost in thoughts of the past and what may happen to what he used to know to be so true. Of course, now he knows that the truth he used to believe in was just another lie. How many other things I believe in are lies?

Staring at another document that needed to be filled in, yet not being able to focus, he set it down and put his face into his hands. He rubbed his eyes and then rubbed his temples, trying to clear out these thoughts. He couldn't, she he embraced them, spacing out his eyes no where in particular, propping up his head on his hand.

Captain, what caused you to abandon us? Is what lies in Hueco Mundo really that great? What could there possibly be there that you can't have here? You were a captain here, with so many loyal men following you… We all had faith in you… I always thought you had us as a part of your own best interests. Apparently not… Apparently you thought it would be better without any of us. We had a great time here, this squad was perfect. Everything about it. The way you decorated the office, like a blind man, it made me feel like it was unique and something none of the other squads could possibly ever obtain.

I would have followed you anywhere, even if… If you asked me to come with him to Hueco Mundo would I really have been able to say no? Would I have stayed with the Shinigami? What ever Aizen offer you must've really been your view of a flawless life: perfect justice, maybe.

Ichimaru... What…. What about him? What did he really do to Kira? I know he did something. I just wish I knew what. It's not exactly something you ask someone… Somewhere Shūhei's mind zonked out. It may have been early in the night, but he hadn't gotten a full, respectable night's sleep in a longer time than he could truly remember.

He could only see darkness, and his wondering idea of what Ichimaru did. It wasn't an actual thought or theory of what Ichimaru did, but more like the question itself. It wouldn't let Shūhei doze off properly. He wasn't asleep but he wasn't awake. It didn't make sense to him. He couldn't think of anything more than that one question: What did Ichimaru do?

After more time than he had wanted to sit there pondering, what felt like hours, he opened his eyes and reawake. He felt a bit more rested, and looked down at his papers. "Shit…" He had more than he had realized. "Not tonight…" His muscles were tight and his back ached. "Kira…" He whispered, thinking more about him. What is he doing now? Maybe a drink would do us both good… He rose, stacked the papers into a pile, and left. He headed straight toward the 3rd division captain's office. If he knew Kira, that's where he would be.

He kept going at a casual pace, not expecting to see anyone. It was fairly late for a work day. Normally, a squad member wouldn't be hanging around at this hour. And, Shūhei was right to think so. There wasn't anyone to cross paths with. The night was cool, and seemed to allow him to relax more than expected. With the ability to breath fresh air, it was a great feeling.

He was about halfway to where he expected Kira to be, a guilt washed over his mind. Matsumoto… Last time they drank together, she had been sobbing and he promised himself he would help her, in some way. It wasn't just a crying cry, like someone took her favorite bear as a child and began to play with it. It was more painful than he'd heard her sound. It had been when she thought Shūhei was asleep. He had regretted not saying something ever since. He had always had a deep affection for her. Maybe he loved her. Sure, she had a great body, but what he felt for her was something beyond that. She deserved a man who wouldn't want her just because of her body but his major doubt was that he didn't deserve to give her that something she deserved. What made her so pain-filled like that?

The door to the 3rd's office was just a block away, and Shūhei was certain he could feel his friend's presence there. He went in, and made his way towards the captain's office; Kira's office, now. He stopped at the door, and listened to the room; listening for the sound of a pen scrawling in one thing or another, pages being turned, or the stirring of stacking papers. Nothing. But yet, there was something.

He could feel Kira's presence. He knew it was there, but there was something dark about it. He knocked on the door lightly and called out, "Kira?" Nothing. I know he's in there…

With a bit of a leap of faith, Shūhei opened the door and called out again, "Kira?" He did in fact see Kira, bolting up, looking shocked and terrified. The sweat plastering the blond's hair to his forehead was apparent, and the even-paler than usual skin seemed ghostly.

"Yes?"

"Are you okay?" Shūhei had to ask him, even though he already knew the answer.

"Of course," Kira replied with hardly taking the time to actually think about the question.

"Good…" Shūhei said, even though he knew it was a flat out lie. If he were in Kira's position, he has been, he would have lied and said he was absolutely fine. "It's getting late. How 'bout we get some drinks and unwind?" Shūhei surely needed it, and by the way Kira looked he may need it too. Or maybe just a good night's rest.

"Sounds fantastic," Kira sounded like he thought Shūhei had a great idea, "but, I need to finish some paperwork..."

"There's plenty of time for that later on tomorrow, enjoy yourself for a while... Unwind. 'Cuz, Kira, you look stressed to no end." Shūhei meant that. Kira looked bad. He looked messed up, and he needed some thing to get him out of this negative spell he was in. Shūhei wondered if he looked like that, as well.

"Fine," Kira said at least. Shūhei was relived. Kira needed this.

Kira didn't pack up his papers nor move them at all, but just left with Hisagi. They went to their favorite bar.

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Was that bad? I feel like it wasn't the best… The intro doesn't really have very much important things from Shūhei, sadly. But, later on it will be vital. I promise x3

Thanks for reading. Sorry if it was boring, but it does hint at a few plot things!

Characters belong to Tite Kubo.