Awesome. It's been updated an hour earlier. Gotta make this quick since my hand is starting to hurt again (no worries, its just being used more for drawing and piano so I'm still getting used to it ^^')

Don't own Bleach. But I do ship these pairings that are there with the help of a magnifying glass and squinting. Lots. Of. Squinting.

Anyway. Enjoy!

Oh! Why, Captains Unohana and Ukitake seem to be conversing outside the division's entrance.

"Taichou… If you'd really like to give your 'sweet Nanao-chan' a gift," an angry growl started, almost an aura above the compound. "THEN YOU'LL DO YOUR PAPERWORK!"

A loud smack echoed and made the two captains outside wince, one noticeable, and one a pained smile.

"But my sweet Nanao-chan~!"

"DON'T START WITH ME YOU. YOU. AAAGH! I CAN'T EVEN CURSE AT YOU BECAUSE I QUITE HAPPEN TO LIKE MY POSITION IN THE SQUAD!"

"Is it because of me~?" An almost leering grin could practically be heard from the lazy but flamboyant captain.

"NO!"

"Perhaps… We should come by another day? Would you care to join me for tea Unohana-taichou?" A worried look upon the white haired man was masked by the calm smile that was usually on his face as he kindly asked his fellow captain for an escape.

"That sounds pleasant Ukitake-taichou, in fact, I have some excellent tea that may help with your condition back at the Fourth. Oh my… It's a wonder Ise-san hasn't yet murdered the man…" The smile was mirrored, though the warmth was (as usual) not conveyed so easily. Slipping her hands in opposite sleeves she began to walk alongside the man whom had managed to hold off his coughing attacks for a good few days now.

Meanwhile, within the division's barracks, there were new recruits shivering at the rage of their vice-captain, whereas the others (now used to this common occurrence), were merely lounging around taking and making bets about the current argument.

One of the more recently accepted recruits, mentioned that when he was once living in the overly populated places in the Soul Society, he had heard of a story called "Alice in Wonderland" and was telling others how the kitchen scene with the throwing of pots and pans reminded him of the verbal war that the vice-captain was attempting to wage.

"Honestly! I'm waiting for the Captain to walk into the Division 8's kitchen only to be shooed out by pots and pans which he expertly avoids all the while!"

"Oh. That? That's happened actually. I think it was last month was it? I think there were knives and burnt biscuits too. Supposedly she was just that ticked that she burnt them on purpose then sent the hot plate flying towards his head without regrets. " The no-longer-a-newbie-in-the-division nodded towards a fellow member who in turn nodded to confirm the memory.

"Don't forget the food fight that happened afterwards! That was fun!" A wide grin appeared on the member's face.

The new recruit could only gape in horror as he watched his captain race past the door of his room, the vice-captain in hot pursuit shouting expertly aimed kido spells.

"Pay up man. Told you it'd end up like this."

"Wait. You said training fields; it looks like they're heading towards the 13th division. Hand it over chump." They stared out the window, watching things be thrown and explosions occurring.

"Dammit all."

"Oh, this is normal by the way, sometimes, even the Captain steps in and wages his own bet!" The simultaneous enthusiastic statement directed at their immensely shocked new roommate only made his eye twitch once, violently.

"You'll get used to it." They chirped happily together.