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But, without further ado, here is idea number seven. Enjoy (:

~Rainbow Fruit Loop

One Hundred Ways to Make Captain Hitsugaya Throw a Temper Tantrum.
~Chapter 8~

Number Seven.
Melt his Bankai.

"So, I'll get him to fight me, yeah?" Kenpachi asked, the wild grin on his face expanding.

He really was a maniac.

"Yeah. But don't hurt him!" Rangiku said protectively.

"…I won't." Kenpachi said, after a moment's hesitation.

"So, I want you, Abarai and Ichigo, to melt it for me." Rangiku instructed, looking at the slightly worried faces of her friends.

"And how will we do that?" Ichigo asked, slapping Renji on the back for no apparent reason.

"With these." Shūhei passed the two Shinigami a flamethrower each.

"…Where the hell did you get these?" Ichigo asked, a delighted grin on his face.

The group was silent.

They had stolen them from the only place in Soul Society which would have a flamethrower, which was, of course, Mayuri's laboratory.

They just had to hope that he didn't notice.

Who knew what their punishment might be?

"That doesn't matter." Rangiku said, pursing her lips.

"Right! Let's go!" Renji enthused.

Tōshiro gulped.

"Ya scared, Shiro-chan?" Kenpachi taunted, a wide grin on his face.

"Call me Captain Hitsugaya." Tōshiro muttered, a frown on his face.

"Let's go!"

And with that, the eye patch accessorized Captain flew at the small, white haired Captain, his jagged sword at the ready.

Oh Christ. What have I gotten myself into?

Tōshiro ducked, and shunpo-ed around to Kenpachi's back.

Kenpachi grinned, turned around, and swiped madly at his 'enemy'.

Tōshiro sprung upwards, and swung his sword down, hoping that the chain at the end of his Zanpakutō would tie itself around Kenpachi's own.

It didn't.

Easily, Kenpachi dodged. He made to attack Tōshiro again, who defended himself and the two swords hit each other; a loud 'clang' emitting.

"C'mon! I want to see your Bankai!" Kenpachi grinned.

Tōshiro was silent.

"I'll take off my eye patch…" Kenpachi warned.

Argh!

"Alright, alright." Tōshiro said hastily, not wanting to observe the horror that was Kenpachi without his eye patch. "Bankai! Daiguren Hyourinmaru!"

Kenpachi chuckled as the small Captain grew ice wings, and flew at him.

"Yeah! That's better!"

Five minutes into the fight, Renji and Ichigo decided to start.

They waited until Tōshiro was up in the air, and then leapt onto the wall.

"Let's do this!" Renji turned his flamethrower on.

Both stared at the flame, a smile on their faces.

"Are we gonna do it secretly?" Ichigo asked.

"Yeah. It'll be more fun that way."

The two red heads waited until the large ice dragon was above their hiding place on the wall, before pointing their flamethrowers up at it.

Luckily Kenpachi noticed them, and started talking to the small Captain, distracting him enough to make him stop waving his Bankai around.

"Let's turn them up!" Ichigo hissed, hitting the 'ultra fire' button on the machine.

Huge flames whooshed out of the end of the machine, the pressure so high that it almost caused Ichigo to fall off his place on the wall, which would have been tragic, as the sound of Ichigo yelling out in pain would have alerted Tōshiro.

Renji and Ichigo held the flamethrowers up to the ice dragon, and watched in pleasure as it started to drip; its shape losing form.

"I hope he doesn't notice." Renji whispered, avoiding being hit by a large drop of water, which had fallen from the dragon's head.

Pretty soon, the dragon was turning into water, and forming a large puddle on the concrete.

"This is freakin' hilarious, Ichigo." Renji whispered, chuckling quietly.

Ichigo nodded, and then strained his ears in order to hear snippets of the conversation which Tōshiro was obviously interested in.

"See, what I'm tryin' to say, Shiro-chan,"… "…I really need"… "…beat Ichigo." … "…that he seems to be good friends" … "…Lieutenant." … "…arrange a battle…"

Tōshiro gave no reply, as he suddenly heard the insane laughing of Renji behind him. The red head hadn't been able to hold it in any longer.

Tōshiro whirled around, and saw the puddle that was his Bankai.

"My Bankai! What have you idiots done with it? Where has it gone?" Tōshiro yelled, sounding as though he was on the verge of hysteria.

"We didn't do anything, Shiro-chan. We were merely watching." Ichigo said, wiping a tear from his eye, which had been caused by his laughter.

"When a Shinigami's Bankai disappears, it means that the wielder is near death." Kenpachi said, with a straight face. "It seems that you are going to die of fear."

Tōshiro scowled, and was too busy glaring at Renji, that he didn't notice Ichigo creeping up behind him, and turning on his flamethrower.

However, he did notice when the melted ice of his wings started to run down his small back.

"My ice wings! You will pay for this, Kurosaki!" Tōshiro screeched, whirling around.

And then he stopped. He actually stopped. The Captain took a visible breath in, and then closed his eyes.

"I am going to go now. None of you are to follow me. Do you understand, Abarai, Kurosaki?" he snarled.

Both men had enough sense to nod.

Tōshiro strode into his office, and noticed a very curious Rangiku.

This was all her idea…

"How are you, Shiro-chan?" she asked in a sing-song voice.

"Captain Hitsugaya. Captain Hitsugaya. Captain. Hitsugaya. Get it into your thick skull already." The white haired Captain said grouchily, moving to sit down on the chair behind his desk.

"…Sorry." She couldn't help but to smile at her Captain's child-like behavior.

Really, he was too cute.

"And I'm fine. You are dismissed for today, Matsumoto."

Rangiku was surprised. "I'm dismissed for today?" she repeated.

"Yes. You can have the rest of the afternoon off."

"Thanks…?" Rangiku grinned, gathered up her nail polish, and stepped out of the door.

As she slammed the office door shut, the vibrations caused the large amount of ice (strategically placed by an annoyed four foot-something Captain) to fall on her.

Rangiku gasped, in shock of the ice hitting her.

She was completely and utterly soaked.

She glanced back through the glass of the office door, to where her evil Captain had a self-satisfied smirk on his child-like face.

She opened the door, ready to scream at him.

"I changed my mind, Matsumoto. I would like you to complete this paperwork." Tōshiro said, gesturing to the large pile of paper. "You may need a towel."

Rangiku scowled.

Two can play at this game.

Mission failed.