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"You think we could find them?" Ukitake asked worriedly. He sighed. "I'm so sorry for the trouble I'm causing you. If there's only someone who's less busy than you are then I might just ask for that person's help instead. I deeply apologize."

Shunsui frowned. "C'mon, it's not a big deal. I'm not really that overloaded with work as you think." A chuckle followed. "See that pretty librarian-type girl among the bunch of pretty ladies huddled over there." He pointed at Nanao who was inside the room just across his office. "My secretary. She does all the work. Except the night before."

The former looked towards where Shunsui was pointing at. "I see. But what are they doing?"

The president thought warily of the answer. Really, it was those another 'Ghost Stories Sessions' again. Though the difference that moment was that he didn't have to listen to them just to pass the time; he enjoyed the white haired guy's company more than anything that day.

"Never mind them. Probably girls' get-to-know-each-other." Shunsui decided to close the door instead in order not to be accused again of peeking on his secretary's friends. "Anyway, aside from your family, do you have any other connections? I mean friends, colleague, or some companions."

"I haven't any. Well, I did, when I was younger. But we were always moving out of location so I doubt it if my old friends still know me."

Shunsui sighed. Another dead end. "Alright. Hmmm, how about a lover?"

"That was the least thing I was looking for." Ukitake stick out his tongue a bit.

"Too bad." Kyoraku paused. "Never mind. I'll just have my own lead."

"Really? Thank you! I owe you a lot." Ukitake, once again shown off his very happy smile despite of his current situation, something which never failed to caught the other man off guard.

All Shunsui could do was smile back instantly.

"Chief, someone's looking for you!"

Kensei didn't looked up from the documents he was reading. "Who is it?"

"The name's Kyoraku, Sir."

The silver haired man grinned at the familiar voice. "Oh, hey, dude! What's up?" He immediately approached the figure leaning on his door frame looking the same as ever with his infamous lazy smile.

Shunsui returned the shoulder-to-shoulder hug. "Everything's nice and fine as always. How about you?"

Kensei groaned. "Overworked as usual, and doubled it because of my recent promotion. So here, almost with neck-tall paperwork."

"What's with the attitude? You should be happy, Chief." The former winked playfully.

"Don't call me that. It sounded so lame, and lamer with my last name. I'm not kinda used to it... yet." Kensei pouted fakely. "Yes, by the way, what brings you here?" He asked, changing the topic in a more serious tone. "Don't tell me it's some burglar or a mugger."

Shunsui shook his head. "No, not that kind of serious stuff." He handed his companion a piece of paper. "I just wanted you to do some background check for this person. Will be better if you also included his family's current address."

"Okay, so the person's name is Jushiro Ukitake, male, 43 years old, and currently works under you. Is this all the information you got?" Kensei waved the paper which seemed to looked like a scratched one with hastily written penmanship.

"That's only the information he gave me."

"Wow, is this paper also from him?" The policeman joked, but cleared his throat when he saw the other resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Well, sorry about that. I didn't know you're recruiting male workers now for the higher positions. What's more, a middle-aged."

"Oh well, just do some background checking."

"Somehow, I doubt that I can."

"Why is that?"

"Two reasons: You know that I'm very very busy nowadays, though I can ask some people under me to take care of it, but the main reason is... that you know that we're not the CIA who have all the information of all the citizens of this country, and that you're merely in the District Police Headquarters."

Shunsui scratched his head. "I know that, but I also know that you're the only one who can help me because of your occupation. Also, I forgot to mention that that person once live with his family at the South Province for twenty years or more. You have some connections and a few associates and probably some men in there, right? I am hoping so much that you could do this favor for me."

The Chief smiled. "Okay, I'll be glad too. It seems to me that you badly needed this. Just think of me as a friend returning the favor. Though, don't expect it to be fast and easy. Will take for some week or so, but I'll phone you if something came up."

Shunsui placed his hands on his pockets, thinking for a bit and grinned. "Fine by me."

It was after sunset when the brunette went back to his office from the station to bring up the good news to his fellow Ukitake. They have only met yesterday, but it seemed like they knew each other decades before. Probably better that way, they could even be the best of friends. Ukitake was the type of man who fit being a friend to anyone, even with the likes of Shunsui. He was like the sun who gives off radiance and warmth, but when you think about it, he was also like the moon, beautiful but lonely.

Shunsui was suddenly surprised to find out that he already compared Ukitake the way like that to big and important in-animated objects, sounded poetic if somebody was to ask, which he never did with anyone else before.

"Hello there, Shun. You're back already. Where have you been?" Ukitake asked, distracting the brunette out of his reverie.

The latter was about to answer and told him about the good news when the phone on his desk loudly rang. Shunsui sighed and then walked passed him and quickly grabbed the phone to answer it instead of asking Nanao just for a very small favor.

"Kyoraku, Shunsui of The Kyoraku Publishing Company. How may I help you?" He answered.

"Dude, no need to be formal, this is Kensei."

"Huh? Oh, sorry. What made you call? Did something happen?"

"Nah, we immediately found out an information regarding the South Province, though I'm not sure it can help determining the current location of this Ukitake's family."

Shunsui clicked his tongue. "Anything connected to him helps."

"Okay. Apparently, we found out that all residents of the South Province were caught on a massive fire ten years ago. Unfortunately, nobody survived afterwards."

The brunette's eyes widen in horror. "What?!"

So that's the latest chappie. For those who are confused, I'm going to explain some things. Ukitake is actually 43 years old in this fic because he died 23 years old, and since it's already 20 years ago, it makes him 43 years old. Of course, he never gets old because he's already dead, so he still looks like 23 years old. Perfect match for Shunsui because he's currently 25 years old in here.

As for Kensei and Hisagi, I don't know. LOL. It's just the the 9th Division members strike me as the policemen type. Never mind Tousen.

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