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One Hundred Ways to Make Captain Hitsugaya Throw a Temper Tantrum.
~Chapter 4~
Number Three.
Give him an anonymous large basket of candy.
When Tōshiro Hitsugaya walked into his office, he was not expecting to see what he did.
A giant basket of candy.
Did Captain Ukitake leave these for me?
Rolling his turquoise eyes, the Captain strode over to it.
After searching through the numerous brightly coloured lollipops, and the small packets of fruit gums, Tōshiro found a note.
"My dearest Captain Hitsugaya. I hope you enjoy these treats, my love."
There was no name.
Hm. That doesn't sound like something Captain Ukitake would say.
That doesn't sound like anything anyone I know would say.
Not to me, at least.
Tōshiro furrowed his eyebrows.
I hate it when people give me candy.
Especially when it's from someone I don't know.
The small, white haired Captain eyed the basket suspiciously.
What if…they're poisoned?
What if someone's trying to kill me?
Tōshiro's eyes widened, before he realized that if someone was trying to kill him, they would probably just walk up to him and stab him.
"Matsumoto!" Tōshiro called, thinking that maybe his Lieutenant would know about the candy.
There was a loud bang, a crack, a curse, and then Rangiku appeared.
"Yes, Captain?" she asked, an innocent look on her face.
"Do you know who put this candy here?"
"No, Captain! When did it get here?" Rangiku asked, tapping her chin with her index finger.
"I'm not sure." Tōshiro said grouchily.
"Well, are you going to eat the candy?" Rangiku asked.
"No. I hate candy." Tōshiro deadpanned.
Rangiku snorted in amusement, and hastily covered it with a cough.
"Can I have it?" she asked.
"…I suppose so. But don't eat it all at once. You're annoying when you're hyper." Tōshiro said, scowling.
"Too right, Captain!"
And Rangiku ran off, clutching the basket, giggling.
What's she up to…?
The next day, Tōshiro was just exiting his house, getting ready to go to the office.
He was singing an annoyingly catchy song in his head, but was in a relatively good mood.
Until he noticed it.
On his doorstep.
A basket of candy.
Ah! It's following me!
Tōshiro scowled, and looked around.
He thought he heard giggling behind a bush, but dismissed the idea.
The only, er, improvement on the basket, was that it now had a… lovely lime green bow on it.
Is this the same one that I gave to Matsumoto?
Hesitantly, Tōshiro edged over towards it.
"Hey, Captain Hitsugaya! I hope you enjoyed the candy you were given yesterday! Here's more. Eat it; it's yum as!"
This note has a completely different tone…
Why am I getting showered with candy?
Tōshiro frowned, and decided to ignore the candy.
When the Tenth Squad Captain made it to his office, he was over candy. He really was.
He had found a lollipop taped to the inside of his Captain's haori.
Who had access to my haori?
He had thrown the lollipop at a group of Shinigami – and he hoped that he had managed to hit one of them on the head.
Tōshiro was in a bad mood.
The white haired Captain sat down at his desk. He opened his 'brush' drawer, and sighed in frustration as he noticed a small 'cluster' of candy.
…Matsumoto!
"Matsumoto!" he called.
No answer.
…She's probably hung-over somewhere.
Tōshiro sighed, and scooped the candy out of his drawer, threw it on the floor, and continued working.
"Aw! He didn't throw a tantrum!" Rangiku whined, licking a lollipop.
The group was stationed outside the office – they were looking through the window.
"But his face was priceless when he saw that basket on his doorstep." Ichigo chuckled.
"He looked scared." Renji commented.
"Yeah, but he didn't throw a tantrum!" the Tenth Squad Lieutenant repeated. "All of my money was wasted!"
"All of our money." Yumichika corrected.
He, too, was delicately chewing on a lollipop.
"Remind me, whose idea was it to buy eight kilograms of candy?" Shūhei asked.
"Matsumoto's." the group said, all at once.
"I like the number eight!" she said defensively.
"Yeah, but, that's a bit excessive." Ichigo complained, not liking being broke.
"Get over it, Ichigo." Renji taunted.
"What's our next plan?" Ikkaku asked, chomping on a stick of licorice.
"Oh, you'll see." Rangiku said, her eyes twinkling evilly. "You'll see."
Mission failed.