Author's note: I'm sorry for the long wait! (: I've been slack, I know. I was writing a one shot... (: Um, credit for this chapter goes to "KarinXToshiro". Thanks! (: I appreciate it lots! And, to all of you who have given me ideas, I will use them. (: I'm just using some of my own in between.
Thanks to all you reviewers! I love you guys! Haha.

Also, I know you guys want to see Toshiro throw a temper tantrum, but it has to wait! I need to get like, one hundred chapters in! I'll make him close a few times though! Patience is a virtue (:

~Rainbow Fruit Loop!

One Hundred Ways to Make Captain Hitsugaya Throw a Temper Tantrum.
~Chapter 12~

Number Eleven.
Spray paint words like 'Midget' and 'Tiny' on his walls.

Ichigo burst out laughing. "This'll be great!" he enthused.

"I have frostbite on my ass." Renji complained. "We have to make sure that we're far away from him when he finds out."

"Yes. Frostbite isn't very beautiful." Yumichika said, tossing his hair.

"Do we have spray paint?" Ikkaku asked.

"Of course! I'm a very organized person." Rangiku told everyone.

The entire group burst out laughing.

"Hey! That's mean." Rangiku said. "But whatever. It's from Captain Kurotsuchi's lab!"

"Maybe we should invite him into the group," Renji pondered. "'Cause then we wouldn't have to steal stuff from him."

The group all nodded.

"Anyways! We'll invite him after this idea!"

Using Rangiku's spare key, the group managed to sneak into Tōshiro's house (again).

After sneaking into his bedroom, and drugging Tōshiro (they didn't want to risk waking him up), everyone was handed a can of spray.

"Are we going to spray over his photo frames?" Shūhei asked.

"No! We should take them all off the wall." Yachiru whispered. "You never know; they could be valuable. Then he'd kill us all!" She sounded strangely excited about that idea.

"Okay." Everyone was slightly surprised at Yachiru's logical thinking.

"Instead, we should hide them under his sofa!" Yachiru said.

…And there went her logical thinking.

"I've got an idea." Kenpachi said, grinning. "Let's write the words up high so he can't reach 'em."

"Fabulous!" Rangiku gushed, hopping over to stand on Ichigo's shoulders.

He almost fell over.

Momo, who looked slightly scared, stood on a stool, and started spraying the word 'Midget'.

Shunsui yawned, and accidentally sprayed a part of the ceiling dark purple as he tried to figure out how to work the can.

…

Ichigo had just finished spraying the words 'Short ass' on the wall, when he was sprayed in the face by Renji's red can.

He retaliated by putting a streak of sky blue on Renji's hair.

After covering Tōshiro's walls with all sorts of words mocking his height, the group had started a full out spray fight.

So, not only would his walls be covered, but every single piece of furniture was splattered with spray paint.

"Oh dear. I think we went a bit over the top." Yumichika commented, looking disdainfully at a streak of green in his hair.

"What gives you that impression?" Ikkaku asked. He was currently walking around with a black handprint (courtesy of Yachiru) on the back of his head.

As soon as Tōshiro woke up, he noticed something different. His light cream walls had streaks of colour on them.

What is it now…?

Getting out of bed and taking a step closer towards the colour, Tōshiro noticed what it was.

Words.

Midget… Tiny… Child…

Tōshiro scowled, his left eye twitching slightly.

I've lost count of how many times she's snuck into my house…

He looked around the room, and saw that every single piece of furniture had a dusting of colour on it.

It would almost have been pretty, if it wasn't for the fact that it was absolutely hideous.

Rolling his eyes, Tōshiro strode into his bathroom, grabbed a sponge, and filled a bucket up with water.

Walking back into his bedroom, Tōshiro briefly wondered why he never woke up when they were in his house.

I need to make my house secure.

Tōshiro reached up to the word 'Midget' (which was spray-painted an incredibly bright canary yellow), and was extremely put out when he realised that he couldn't actually reach it.

They've written the words up high to tease me…

Tōshiro scowled, and felt the temperature in the room drop (which didn't particularly bother him).

He found a chair, stood on it, and realised that he couldn't wash the words off his walls.

The words are semi-permanent!

Matsumoto…!

The white-haired Captain frowned, and – after grabbing his new Haori (which had been paid for by his Vice Captain and her friends) – he slammed his bedroom door shut, and wondered how he could pay her back.

Rangiku awoke, and stretched – her eyes still closed.

It was the day after she and the rest of the group had drawn on her Captain's walls.

He hadn't said anything, which was rather depressing, but he had made the room very chilly.

I wonder what we should do next…

Rangiku sat up, and rubbed her eyes.

And then she saw it.

What?

All of the pictures frames which had hung on one of her walls were stacked neatly on her glass coffee table.

So the wall was now blank… Except for the huge, life-like self portrait of her Captain that now decorated it.

It looks… like a shrine!

She stood up, and hurried over to it.

It was sketched in black and white in some sort of indelible pen.

Captain...!

Even though Rangiku was incredibly annoyed about the self portrait on her wall, she couldn't help but notice that it was very well done.

I didn't know that he was an artist.

But, why the hell did he do this?

As she peered at it, she noticed a little note from her Captain at the bottom.

'Thanks for decorating my walls, Matsumoto. I thought I should return the favour. Signed, Captain Hitsugaya.
P.S. The words on my wall were only created using normal spray paint. Of course, I managed to wipe them off, with Captain Kurotsuchi's assistance. I drew the self portrait with a special substance from Kurotsuchi's lab. It won't come off. Ever.'

It was after this that Rangiku screamed.

"Captain!" Rangiku screeched, storming into the office.

Result.

"Yes, Matsumoto?" Tōshiro asked, not looking up from his work.

"Why the hell did you draw yourself on my walls?" she demanded.

"Why not?" Tōshiro replied.

"Why not? Why not? Because!" Rangiku said angrily.

Tōshiro smirked.

I didn't realise she would get so riled up.

"I was returning the favour, Matsumoto. Surely, if you think that you can destroy my walls, I can do the same to yours?" Tōshiro asked 'reasonably'.

"But…" Rangiku trailed off.

"At least yours is artwork." Tōshiro noted.

"This is a full-out war!" Rangiku declared.

"Between us?" Tōshiro asked, pretending that he wasn't bothered when, in fact, his heart was racing.

Oh Christ. What have I gotten myself into?

"Yes! I've got a team!"

"So have I." Tōshiro lied.

Well, it's not really a lie. I will have people on my side by the end of the day.

Tōshiro knew that no matter what he said, his Vice Captain would start the war. She was determined to 'best him'.

"I'm going to win!" Rangiku told him, frowning.

"Possibly. But you do know that I could have you arrested for insubordination whenever I want?" Tōshiro asked, raising a snowy white eyebrow.

Rangiku froze for a second, before smiling sweetly. "You wouldn't do that, Shiro-chan! After all, what would people say about how you, and how you run your Squad? They'd say: 'Dear me, that Shiro-chan. He couldn't even handle his amazingly beautiful Lieutenant. He's obviously not a very good Captain. I wouldn't want to be a part of his Squad.' Wouldn't they?" she questioned.

"That's… blackmail!" Tōshiro said, outraged.

"Is it?" Rangiku grinned, before sauntering out of the office.

That's it.

She's right. It's a full-out war.

As Rangiku mentioned, it's now a full-out war. But, I was curious. You know how at the end of these chapters, Rangiku usually seems to have the upper hand? Well, who would you guys want to see 'winning'? Toshiro and his soon-to-be team? Or Rangiku and her ever-growing team? Please review and tell me!