Not Mine Valentine
Attitude or Not

The small taicho left the eighth division and began to wander about. A light breeze ruffled his hair as he continued along, the corners of his face twisted up into a frown as he tried to think about the current situation he was in. "The situation isn't a bad one, but why do I feel so frustrated right now?"

"Because you were told no twice in one day and you aren't being allowed to do what you want."

"Hyorinmaru, you make it sound like I'm a disobedient child. Neither one of the people who told me no have the authority to tell me no and it isn't as if dying my hair is wrong. Actually, I don't think it will cause anyone any kind of trouble other then Gin and I like the idea of bothering him."

"You would. Have you ever thought of the reason why you're so interested in bothering him?"

"He made Matsumoto cry and I can't forgive that."

"Is that really the reason though, or is there a much deeper reason?"

"What deeper reason would there be? Matsumoto is the person who introduced me to Gin in the first place. I didn't meet him until after I met her and had started in the academy. He was... weird."

"What ever you say young master."

The boy paused and blinked a couple of times when he realized where he was. He recognized the small shop as the place that he came to get his hair cut and stepped in. The man in charge had two customers, the third and fifth seats of the eleventh division. While the man worked on shaving Ikkaku's bald head Toshiro looked around while Yumichika watched him.

The boy's eyes noticed the various products in the case next to the mirror and chairs and looked at them out of curiosity. As he looked through the various products his eyes lighted on the various colors of dyes. He found himself blinking a couple of times before looking over the various colors. "I didn't know there were so many colors. Why do they make so many colors?"

"I believe it is so that a person can dye their hair color any color they want."

"Even if the hair color isn't a natural one?"

"I believe so."

"Hey... aniki, are you picking out what color you want to dye your hair?" A familiar voice suddenly piped up next to him.

"Ehh..." Toshiro didn't respond but continued to look at the colors.

"Hitsugaya Taicho?" The hair styles suddenly spoke up, getting the boy's attention. The boy looked at him with wide eyes that might make people think he had rather innocent intentions. "I don't believe your in need of a hair cut."

"I believe as our fukutaicho pointed out he is here to get his hair dyed."

"Oi... what ever for. Don't you like the way you look?"

Toshiro opened his mouth to say something only to find himself interrupted by Yachiru. "We're going to add a color streak to his hair!"

"Apologies... but I would rather Matsumoto and Ise fukutaicho wouldn't have me head for helping you out."

The boy's eyes narrowed at the man and he frowned. "So the fact the both said no has gotten around? Isn't this a decision I can make on my own?"

"Yes... but even if they hadn't said no I'd have to refuse. I mean, I don't like refusing a sale, but you are a captain and this is something I don't think you've put much thought into. I mean, why are you doing this."

Toshiro turned to look at the colors and leaned his chin in the palm of his hands. "To annoy Ichimaru."

"What?" Ikkaku blurted the words out. "What kind of explanation is that?"

"A simple one."

"Hitsugaya is right, it is a rather simple one." Yumichika spoke from where he was sitting with his arms folded across his chest. "But realistically speaking there begs another couple of questions. Why would you want to annoy Gin and who in their right minds would want to get on the bad side of that man?"

"I don't know the answer to that one, but I don't think annoying him will necessarily get me on his bad side." Toshiro folded his arms across his chest and continued to look.

"That..." Ikkaku shook his head at the boy. "Are you feeling all right Hitsugaya Taicho?"

The boy looked up with a rather surprised look on his face. "Why do you ask?"

"Nothing... just..." The man glanced away in frustration.

"What Ikkaku means is that you obviously are someone who wishes to annoy Ichimaru Gin despite the fact people normally wouldn't want to do so. Also, why go out of your way to annoy him? I mean, you risk getting on his bad side."

"Annoying him was fun." Toshiro spoke up before standing up. "I think I'll be going."

"I'll come with!" Yachiru shouted as she jumped onto his shoulder. The two headed out and back to the tenth division. "So why aren't they letting you dye your hair?"

"Don't know. I guess its one of those silly adult things that makes sense only to adults. I don't get why Ichimaru had to make Matsumoto cry, when she was honestly trying to forgive him for what ever he did. If he made her cry, then isn't he a bad guy? Why then did they decide to pardon him?"

"I don't know. That's a good question. I want to know the answer too." Yachiru then ran ahead."But I don' think he is a bad guy really. He always gave us sweets, right?"

Toshiro paused as he looked at the young fukutaicho. "Yes... I never understood why he was so adamant about doing that when he wasn't willing to get close to anyone except Rangiku. It was almost as if it were a game to see how we reacted. I don't understand the man, but then again I don't understand myself either. Things are normal though, right?"

"Yeah! They're very normal!"