"Awww...taichou is so cuuuute!"
Damn you, Hinamori...damn you...
Hitsugaya sat at his desk, hiding behind a stack of paper, as his childhood "friend" ruined his image. Honestly, he didn't know why he had let her in; he should have known it would be bad. When Hinamori Momo had that sort of smile on her face...it never ended well.
Matsumoto continued to squeal over the photographs Hinamori had found the night before. Hitsugaya wondered why he hadn't burned them when they'd first been taken...he hadn't asked her to photograph him, and he certainly hadn't asked her to keep the damnable things.
And to show them to Matsumoto?
Who the hell did she think she was!
Hinamori giggled. "Look here, Matsumoto-san! This one! It's from his birthday!"
Another ear-shattering squeal of delight.
Hitsugaya wished he could melt into his desk and just disappear. This day was turning out to be the worst day ever...
"And this one! Shiro-chan tried to make a cake for me!"
"Oh, my God! How adorable!"
Hitsugaya wished he knew who had invented the camera...so he could strangle the bastard. He made a point to find out later. He'd add whoever it was to his personal "I WISH YOU DEAD" list...he was reasonably sure the inventor of the camera already was dead...but who cared? He was probably somewhere in Soul Society, then, right?
An evil smirk rose on his lips as he envisioned "bumping" into the guy someday...purely on "accident."
"Here he is eating some watermelon!"
"AAAHH! I must have a copy of that one! Oh, look at that!"
Hmmm...how difficult would it be to send Matsumoto to another division...?
But then...an even more evil idea popped into his head, and he grinned.
It was not a nice grin.
He stood up and glanced down at Matsumoto and Hinamori sitting on the floor.
Hitsugaya pushed all the paperwork on his desk down onto their heads.
Matsumoto shrieked in surprise and Hinamori squawked his name.
"...Here, Matsumoto. You can do this. I have to go out and speak to Yamamoto-soutaichou about something."
He didn't...but he figured saying that would help "motivate" his usually lazy vice-captain.
"Ne, Hinamori-chan...think you could help me organize all this?"
Of course Hinamori wouldn't refuse...that was half the reason Hitsugaya had done it.
Good...now they both can suffer.
As he sauntered out of his office, glancing around to find a nice tree where he could take a nap for once, Hitsugaya smirked smugly as he heard the two vice-captains struggling to find out which forms went where.
How cute am I now, huh?
Substantially shorter than the first one, but ten times funnier (in my opinion). This image just wouldn't leave my head, so I decided to share it with you. Hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. Ja ne, everyone. 'Til next time.