Would you Love me if you Knew What I Was
Chapter Two: First Day and a Cold Start
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach in any way shape or form other than some plot twists and my OC's
A/N: This is the updated version of Chapter two. I put it off for so long b/c I didn't want to change it but i HAD to because it was in a completely different point of view. So now it ties in with the rest of the story. I hope it wasn't too confusing before. This one has more information and description...and maybe one or two lines were changed. I'm not too proud of this one. T-T
Ever wonder how many years Hitsugaya Toshiro had been captain of the tenth division with Matsumoto Rangiku as his Fukutaicho? Maybe it was his mature attitude that kept him cool and collected. Or maybe he simply 'convinced' some of his subordinates to help with his work. Something had to be working for him after all those years.
Anyway, by this time Yumi was simply wondering how he managed to survive a day with all the paperwork!
Mountains were stacked up on the desk before her, swaying teasingly and seemed to threaten to collapse on the young girl. A menos grande could barge straight into her office and she would take it more so than the sheets of paper.
With the utmost happiness, she might add.
After god knows how long, she stretched out her tired muscles and fell onto her desk. Still more than half of the reports remained and she was exhausted.
"I need a break…" she groaned and slowly sauntered towards the kitchen area to made some coffee, a seemingly new drink to the Soul Society that was discovered in the human world. The coffee machine buzzed slowly as coffee brewed and she gladly pours herself a serving. It was probably her fourth cup today. Definitely not healthy. Unohana Taicho would have her head for that if she found out.
Alas, the break was short-lived and she ambled back to her desk and the intimidating pile of tree pulp.
Most of the papers were basic, actually; a criminal sighting here and a division meeting there. It looked like the tenth division tended to attract all of the mess everyone else got it.
Finally, after a grueling four hours, all of the paperwork was defeated—erm…finished, and Yumi let her head land harshly against the smooth wood. She didn't care though. All she wanted was a good nap…
'knock knock'
One eye cracked open and she groaned rather loudly. "What is it now?"
Another knock came and she slowly got up to answer it. The sliding door revealed none other than her captain, Hitsugaya Toshiro, with his arms crossed in his Shihakushō. He studied her tired eyes and slightly disheveled look before taking on his captain's role.
"Oi, come on." He more ordered than coaxed, "You probably know already where you'll be staying." Then, he simply turned around and began walking down the hall. Yumi turned flushed red, already feeling slightly insulted. She had done all his paperwork for that day and he didn't even give her a 'thank you' or a 'good job'! Huffing and already hatching a plan to forever curse him, she followed behind.
It wasn't five minutes before he stopped at a large (Even though he claims it's moderately sized) house with the emblem of his squad on it.
"This is your house!?" she asked in awe, forgetting momentarily his attitude towards her earlier.
"Yes, yes. Although it's big because some of the seated chairs live near here too." he waved it off quickly and she was reminded of his bad mood, if this was it. If this was how he acted day to day then hell, Yumi was sure she would personally ask Kuchiki Byakuya if she could switch places with anyone in his squad. A guard, a maid, anything! As they walked inside, he went up the stairs and stopped at a door with a blank nameplate on the side. "This is going to be your room. We're getting the sign tomorrow I think." Then he turned and walked two doors down and pointed to it, "and this is mine. So don't, under any circumstances, enter without my permission. Am I clear?"
Yumi couldn't help but roll her eyes and pout slightly, "What am I, a three year old?"
"What was that?" he asked, his voice low.
She just figured out what an advantage she had on the situation and smirked, "I'm just saying you don't need to put so much emphasis on it, your royal bluntness."
"That's Hitsugaya Taicho to you, Miyamoto." He spoke her name, no—growled it in such a tone that made her shiver inwardly. However, the mask outside only seemed to grin wider.
"Please forgive me, Taicho. Who knew you could get so angry so easily?"
His eyes narrowed and his anger levels rose, "I can say what I please…brat." He muttered the last part but her keen hearing picked it up.
And damn had he struck a nerve.
"What did you call me!?"
"A brat. Is your hearing as bad as your brain?"
"Yeah? Well you're a smartass that doesn't know when to say he's wrong!"
"Brat."
"Smartass."
"Brat."
"Smartass!"
"Brat!"
"Smartass brat!" she screamed loudly, momentarily catching him off guard. Seeing this as the opportune moment, she smirked and sent him a mock salute and wink before going into her room. "Goodnight smartass,"
From behind the closed doors, she heard him curse to himself a, 'Damn it!' and silently gave herself a high-five.
This was going to be an interesting job.
The next day was, in a nutshell, average. The sun poured through the window and shone so coincidentally in her face. Birds around the house sang and further added to the wake up call for the morning. Yumi stretched while yawning once before getting out of her comfortable bed to take a shower. Taking only five or so minutes, she then changed into her uniform and left the household, making no effort whatsoever to check if her captain was awake already or not.
Yumi was still irked at the fact that her captain was so rude and failed to notice that in her haste to work she had bumped into something…scratch that—someone.
"Ah! Gomen nasai!" she quickly apologized and bowed her head.
"G-gomen," he replied and stared at her with a hint of surprise. "Hey, I haven't seen you around. You new?"
She raised her head and nodded with a smile, "Hai."
"Well, I'm Abarai Renji, Fukutaicho of the Sixth Division!" he spoke with a bit of pride and Yumi couldn't help but chuckle a bit. She also began to study him. He had bright red hair that was tied up in a tail and had tattoos on his forehead. His zanpakto rested nicely on his hip and the insignia of the sixth division indeed held its appearance on his arm.
"Oh," she jumped up, realizing that he was still waiting for her to introduce herself, "Miyamoto Yumiko of the Tenth Division!" a thought made the lights go on in her head and she jumped again, "Gomen, but I have to get going before the smartass—ahh I mean…err, someone gets mad!"
"Smartass?" he questioned curiously and raised a brow. At this, Yumi panicked. For a mere subordinate (Not even seated position), it would be considered treason to simply talk about their captain that way. Technically, there wasn't an actual penalty…if you don't count incurring the wrath of said-captain.
"I mean…" she sighed in defeat and answered, "Hitsugaya Taicho."
"You're kidding," he said and Yumi got the idea that he didn't exactly care about such protocol. So she opted for a wide grin.
"Nope, I'm not lying!"
Renji had to smirk at this. 'The kid had guts,' he thought. "I didn't think you were that type, considering first impressions."
"I know. I get that a lot. Well, ja ne, Abarai-san!" she said and began to hurry. From behind her, she heard him laugh and call after her.
"Call me Renji!"
She smiled and in a matter of minutes arrived at her office. Once opening the door though, she immediately twitched her brow.
"Rangiku-chan!" she let out a whining sound and shook the snoring figure on the couch. She stirred but failed to wake up. As a last attempt, Yumi flicked her forehead as she woke up groggily.
"Ano? Yumi-chan? What are you doing here?" she yawned like a cat and was already falling back asleep. Yumi wouldn't have it though.
"Why were you sleeping on the couch damn it!" she asked quiet forcefully and, no surprise to her left the Fukutaicho speechless. The expression on her face totally screamed: 'What the hell?'
"Ah…I think I got mixed up with yours and Taicho's rooms…?" she laughed nervously and was sure there was a large sweat drop floating near her head.
Yumi raised a brow and replied, "But mine has my name on the door. Also, Mr. Smartass has 'CAPTAIN' written all over it," she let sarcasm drip off the word captain. At the moment, she didn't care anymore. Any mention of his name set her off in the darkest of moods.
"Oh, well… I'm just going to…uhm, go!" she sprang up and raced out of the room at blinding speed. No wonder she's still alive after being Hitsugaya's vice captain.
"Rangiku-chaaaaaan!" yelled Yumi but gave up the chase. Turning to her desk, she saw DOUBLE the paperwork she was supposed to get and groaned. It was no wonder she was getting all the work, it was hers!
With a defeated sigh, she sat down and grabbed a pen. This was going to be a long day…
"Oi, Yumiko!" called a loud and already familiar voice from outside her office.
She blinked once before looking back at her work. Without stopping her pen, she answered, "Come in!"
In came Abarai Renji, otherwise known as: 'Tattoo boy'.
"Ohiyo, Renji!" Yumi greeted with a bright smile. Her pen stopped and she shook the stiffness in her back while doing so.
"Hey, you're still new, right?" he asked as she nodded slowly, not getting it, "Alright then! Grab your sword. I'll train you a bit!"
"Demo…" she looked solemnly at the paperwork that was only halfway done (no thanks to another Fukutaicho). "I still have a ton of paperwork!"
"I'll help you out later, promise. Now c'mon before the training spot is taken by that fight crazed Kenpachi Taicho."
Yumi sighed in defeat and shrugged. 'I guess a break couldn't hurt…' Thus, she grabbed her zanpakto and followed the redhead. It took a few minutes but as soon as they got near, she saw a flash of white hair and turned. There stood Hitsugaya Toshiro walking down the hall parallel to the one she was walking on. He took a quick glance at her before Renji had pulled her at a corner. The last she saw of him was turning as well.
'Was he…?'
"Hey, you alright Yumiko?" asked the redhead, snapping her out of her thoughts. She put on a small smile and lightly tapped on his head, despite him being much taller.
"I'm fine. And it's Yumi, Aka-kun."
"Aka-kun!?" he exclaimed in both shock, horror, and embarrassment.
"Yes Aka-kun, because your hair is really red if you hadn't noticed." She pointed to his long locks and then jumped back. Drawing her sword, she took a deep breath and smiled nervously. "Go easy on me."
Hitsugaya coughed to himself and began fixing his haori. He wanted to check up on her, just to see how she saw doing. Also, he was acting rather…immaturely yesterday.
His face lit up at the memory as he growled a little. How could she have coaxed him into losing his composure so easily? How could she have baited him with that voice and—
'Gah! What am I thinking?' he thought and began knocking on her office door. When no one answered, he raised a brow. "Miyamoto? I'm coming in." The door opened easily and inside, he saw no brown-haired girl.
"Damn it," he cursed under his breath and ran out to try and find her reiatsu signature. If Kuchiki-Taicho found out that the immature brat had randomly disappeared or—in worst case scenario—kidnapped, then he'd get the wrong end of Senbonzakura for sure.
After turning a corner to the training grounds, he felt her reiatsu alright and slowed down. There, he saw her training with that Abarai Renji from the sixth division. For some strange reason, his fists tightened and he watched with an annoyed glare.
'She should have told me before she left,' he thought and then locked gazes with her. Hitsugaya read the surprise in her eyes and the grip on her sword loosened ever so slightly. Renji came right after, seeing an opening in her defense. Once distracted, Hitsugaya made his way back to his office in need of some hot tea to calm his nerves.
Renji had a wide grin on his face as he slung Zambimaru over his shoulder. Yumi on the other hand was panting and out of breath while sitting on the floor.
"That was good for someone who doesn't use their zanpakto a lot." He complimented and sheathed his sword before sitting next to her.
Yumi laughed a little, "Arigato, Aka-kun."
"How about this: every now and then we'll practice like this? Just make sure to tell Hitsugaya-Taicho."
"Alright" she said excitedly and jumped up to her feet, "Then can you teach me some kido?"
He sighed, obviously not looking forward to admitting that Kido wasn't his specialty. "Maybe later, Yumi. Anyway, I have to get back. C'ya."
Yumi frowned and started to make her way out. It was a tiring walk back to her office and she was almost tempted to do paperwork if it meant sitting down in the comfy chair of hers. However, as soon as she reached it, her captain stood there with his arms folded in his sleeves.
"In my office. Now," he ordered and nearly shouted the last part. Yumi winced at the harsh greeting (If it could even be called that) and followed him. Once inside, she gulped but kept her head high. He sat in his chair and looked at her, anger within those emerald pools.
"Why did you begin training with Abarai Renji?" he asked in a calm voice. She was slightly surprised at his low voice but continued cautiously.
"I thought that I needed to…just in case…" she lied. Well, it wasn't a complete one. But she didn't want Renji to get in trouble because she agreed to train with him.
"They why didn't you tell me?" he asked, now raising his voice for his initial reason to be angry.
In retaliation, she raised her voice as well, "Must I tell you everything I do, Taicho!?"
"You weren't sent to the tenth division to learn how to fight, Miyamoto." He said, rising from his chair and placing his hands on the desk.
"Then why was I!?" Yumi screamed and there was a moment of silence between the two of them. Neither of them knew that they were both asking that question. She took a step back and turned her back to him.
"Oi, where are you going?"
"I don't have to tell you, konoyaro!"
"Urusai!"
'knock, knock'
"Who is it!?" the two Shinigami yelled at the door as it innocently opened to reveal an obviously freaked out Matsumoto.
"Ano…Yumi-chan?"
Yumi took in a deep calming breath and forced a smile. "H-Hai, Matsumoto-san?" her polite façade was cracking quickly since her urge to yell more insults at her rude captain was growing.
"Kuchiki-Taicho wants to see you." She said and looked at her captain from the corner of her eye with a concerned look. He was obviously pissed and she wondered how Yumi was still in one piece and not an icicle by now.
"Hai." Yumi left the room and slammed the door as Hitsugaya sat back down in his chair while rubbing his temples.
"Damn it all…"
Just as Yumi was about to go to the sixth division, Matsumoto stopped her. "Gomen, Yumi-chan! I lied," she smiled and winked at the younger girl before her, "But you know. Do you have any idea what he can do to you? You're lucky you weren't frozen yet!" Matsumoto vividly remembered a time when she ticked off her captain off so much one day that he froze her whole sake stash.
She smirked and waved it off, "I know he wouldn't. I just get that feeling. Well, I might as well finish that paperwork…" at the memory of that mountain of doom on her desk she groaned and made her way to her office. Matsumoto tried to Shunpo away but the back of her uniform was suddenly grabbed. Yumi dragged her all the way down the hall to her desk and placed half of the paperwork on an extra table after tying her down to a chair (Somehow).
"Work…NOW." Yumi ordered, a dark cloud looming over her as Matsumoto glumly nodded. After about an hour or so, she was untied to get something from the kitchen as a break and after that the paperwork finished (After another grueling hour!)
"My poor hand is cramping so much…" Matsumoto groaned and tried finding some ice to place on it. Yumi smiled a little in response and began shaking the pain out of her own hand.
"'Cramping'? My hand is literally dying over here!" she whined loudly. After chatting a little, they went their separate ways. Yumi found her way to Hitsugaya's house and immediately made a mad dash to her room without saying a 'hello' or 'goodnight'. At her running, Hitsugaya quirked a brow before taking another sip of tea, muttering to himself about 'troublesome kid'.
Yumi quickly changed into a clean robe and laid down on the futon, staring up at the ceiling in an attempt to fall asleep. The day wasn't so bad. She got to train with Renji and bicker with her captain more.
'Oh yes, just the perfect day.' She thought sarcastically and closed her eyes when realization hit her.
"Wait a minute…Renji didn't do a god damn thing about the paperwork!!!"
Omake Theatre (Unchanged)
Mana: I think that went well!
Hitsu: I don't think so.
Yumi: Aw, lighten up, Hitsugaya! It wasn't so bad...
Hitsu: ...
Yumi: ...
Hitsu: ...
Yumi: Alright maybe it was a little off topic of the story but--
Mana: ToT -sobs- was it that bad??
Yumi\Hitsu: -stare at eachother before backing away slowly-
Mana: HEY!!
