A/N: Okay… I missed my monthly deadline for March, April, May, June, and July. I'm feeling extremely guilty about all the reviews, favorites and alerts that I'm getting when I'm not updating. I just posted this so that I don't have to worry about this when school starts tomorrow. I swear upon my two Hitsugaya posters that I will update and not go on hiatus just like my Digimon fanfic! Now on with the fanfic!

Disclaimer: If I did own Naruto and Bleach, I would not be typing fanfics for my own work.

Warning: Hitsugaya might be a bit OOC and for future references, there is and never will be any pairings in this fanfic.

CHAPTER FOUR – A MISTAKE FOR FAILING (THIS ISN'T GOING TO BE THE OFFICIAL CHAPTER. SEE NOTE AT BOTTOM. IT'S MORE OF A FILLER/OMAKE CHAPTER.)

There was one thing no one would dare to even attempt back in Seireitei. And that one thing was destroying Hitsugaya Toushirou's piles of finished paperwork. No one would want to face the wrath of Hyourinmaru's wielder. Not even Matsumoto would want to find out what would happen if she destroyed the piles of finished paperwork. Sure, she can mess up a few here and there but the whole number of neat stacks was overkill.

But no one knew the true wrath of Hyourinmaru's wielder in Konoha. Well, all except for Urahara Kisuke if he was still around.

The interrupter that had burst in had a certain death wish from a certain shinigami in the room. The room, of course, was cold, unusual for the time of year they were in along with a cold, icy glare pointed at the person.

Who that person was, Hitsugaya didn't care. As long as that person was frozen into a popsicle stick, that was enough regardless of how important that person might be.

It wasn't just the fact that this fool ruined his Mount Paperwork into a black, soggy Mount Paperwork from the white, dry Mount Paperwork. The face and that orange perverted book that he always saw around Sarutobi alone placed him high on his hate list.

The glare didn't get ignored by both the fool and the Hokage especially with the nice supply of air conditioner getting stronger as each second passed.

"Naruto, why don't you take Toushirou and get some more ramen?" Naruto, being clueless to the dropping temperature, was more than happy that he could get more ramen while the Sandaime was relieved that Toushirou was out of the room before he exploded. Urahara did warn him about Toushirou's icy temper and he, for one, didn't want to be scraping ice off his walls for the rest of the afternoon and maybe evening.

Naruto took Toushirou by the hand and dragged him off to Ichiraku Ramen's, breaking Toushirou out of his murderous glare.

'He'll face doom if I ever meet him again…'

"You should be glad he didn't castrate you right there."

"Nah, it's not like the pipsqueak at that age should remember the-"

Never had Hitsugaya Toushirou ever felt like cursing kami-sama more than he did with Matsumoto ten times the amount he ever did. Ever since he could walk out in the streets without Naruto or Sarutobi by his side, he was having the worst luck there was with some unknown person. He only caught glimpses of that person: grayish, gravity defying hair; black clothes; an orange book that looked awfully familiar; a black mask covering up to the person's nose; definitely male; and a few other details that didn't deemed important. But he had never met this person. Everything was just a few glimpses.

That person was going to get it if he ever meets him face to face.

Why? That person would always leave behind a trail of destruction just for him:

Incident Number One:

It was just an ordinary street with ordinary people that all shared the same chances of having a bottle of pink hair dye spill on them. But no… It just had to fall on him out of all the other ordinary people on the ordinary street.

That was the reason why he spent two whole weeks with hot pink hair. The worst part was that he knew that Urahara couldn't pass up on such a photo and it meant being in public with the hideous hair. Not to mention that it was also the time of the year when he had to attend the numerous meetings back in Seireitei. The whole Soul Society would know about his little hair problem and a hat wouldn't do any good to hide the hair especially in the back.

Curse the guy who tipped over the hair dye…

Incident Number Two:

There was only one thing that was good about Konoha's unbearable weather. It was great for his secret watermelon patch that only he and Naruto knew that existed.

Or it was his secret watermelon patch untouched by others except himself. Not even Naruto could touch his precious watermelon without promising not to harm them.

But for some reason on a hot summer day, he arrived at his watermelon patch that no longer looked like a watermelon patch anymore. Watermelons smashed; vines destroyed; watermelons missing more than the vandalized ones; soil scattered all over the ground; water puddles every two feet; and worst of all, it meant none of his watermelons for quite a while before he could eat them again.

It was the worst time ever. The heat was getting to him since Soul Society didn't have summer this hot. How was he supposed to survive the summer?

Damn the guy who trashed his precious watermelons…

Incident Number Three:

Never had he ever panicked for 'misplacing' Hyourinmaru. He had just placed it down for a minute to take a shower but when he came back, not a sign of Hyourinmaru was in sight.

After the entire day spent looking for the not so ordinary katana, Hitsugaya found Hyourinmaru back in its respectful place with a few more dents more than usual. Not like it was his fault. After some deep mediation, Hitsugaya had found out that someone had taken the katana while he was showering and used it for a katana only spar. Not only did Toushirou had to do some major repairing, the guy who 'borrowed' Hyourinmaru never said thanks let alone asked for permission touch Hyourinmaru.

Screw the guy who borrowed Hyourinmaru without him knowing…

Incident Number Four:

For once in his life he was glad that he knew what a hangover could do to a person and what to do when one would get one of those annoying hangovers.

Sometime last night, Hitsugaya was working late again to finish some paperwork that was urgent. A full cup of 'green tea' sat innocently by his paperwork where he could easily reach when he needed a sip.

And he never knew what hit him. That so called 'innocent cup of green tea' was actually a cup of the 'substance that Matsumoto drinks along with her drinking buddies'. Not to mention, the sake just happened to be one of the strong ones too.

And that was the situation he found himself with early in the morning: with a hangover that he never knew that could be possible with him.

To hell with the guy who switched his precious green tea with 'substance that Matsumoto drinks along with her drinking buddies'…

Incident Number Five:

Why?

That was the single thought that passed through Hitsugaya's mind for the last hour.

Why? Why was his precious books targeted by a supreme pervert?

The books, 'The Complete Idiot's Guide to Being a Ninja', 'Top Hundred Ways to Get Better in Acting Like a Child', 'What Not To Do in the Company of Ninja', 'The Complete Idiot's Guide to Acting like a Child' plus a bunch of other books, that Urahara 'kindly' lend to him, was currently missing. They were interesting enough as long as you get pass all the idiotic comments that repeats itself to clarify for the pure idiots.

But anyway, none of those books were spared from the supreme pervert that decided that it was fun to switch all the books, leaving only the book covers behind, with a series of 'Icha Icha Paradise' in the place of the borrowed books.

Why was this happening to him?

Unleash the horrifying women that beat peeking toms from the onsen upon that perverted guy that switched his precious books with dirty perverted books. He'll be sure to have a camera and an innocent child face when the time came.

Incident Number Six:

He would never admit that he and Naruto would get lost in Konoha. After all, he rarely gets lost unless it was an unknown area with people that wouldn't cooperate to tell him where he is and Naruto was born in Konoha. There's no way someone could get lost in their home village.

But for some reason, the two did get lost. It wasn't until Toushirou noticed some things that he recognized. Things that were around the areas that he was went to drag some of his subordinates (and this time it wasn't Matsumoto) out of.

This time, it wasn't his subordinates that needed to get out of the red light district.

How he got there? He had no idea. Apparently, it was someone's sick idea to dump two children in the red light district without a clue of where they were.

It was worse when people started staring, wondering why two underage were doing there. But the worst was when women, he shuddered at that thought, came over and started asking what they were doing here in their motherly way.

After getting out there alive, Hitsugaya swear that he would do whatever he could do to dump the idiot, who dumped them in that god forsaken place, into a Hyourinmaru made ice trap designed especially for that bastard.

Incident Number Seven:

He didn't know how this could happen. One moment he was doing his paperwork peacefully under a tree outside with Naruto, who was attempting to aim a kunai at a random tree branch and the next thing he knew, he was dodging a flaming kunai that didn't come from Naruto. Someone was practicing somewhere on one of those nearby training areas.

The only bad result from dodging the ablazed kunai was losing the only defense that his paperwork had. Within a couple of seconds, his paperwork of three days was burnt crisped on the ground. His paperwork didn't stand a chance against the damned kunai from some evil training shinobi that couldn't aim correctly and has a grudge against written reports, casualty reports, investigation reports, etc.

If he was Matsumoto, then he would have been extremely happy. But seeing that he isn't Matsumoto, it was obvious that he was beyond upset. Upset enough that he was willing to freeze the ass off the person who threw the kunai and had no control over where it went.

Incident Number Eight:

There was always a reason why he never did like going to an onsen with anyone. With Matsumoto, it meant being (somehow) dragged into the females' side with the excuse of not being 'old' enough to be alone. With Ukitake, it meant being pampered by him. With Hinamori, it meant being teased. Overall, it was annoying to go in the first place even when he went alone. It was great for relaxing but the heat was horrible.

The current situation he got himself in consisted of being dropped in the middle of the women's side of the onsen by some twisted person that decided he needed a break. It was a good thing that someone else, who happened to look more perverted and more satisfying to hit, 'dropped' in just when horrifying, fist wielding women started to surround him.

Never mess with women bathing especially if they were skilled kunoichi. It was even scarier than the ones back in Soul Society.

Incident Number Nine:

He had no idea how he ended up cross-dressing. One moment on the street, he was wearing his usual casual clothes in, and next, he and a couple of other people were wearing extremely feminine clothes (A/N: I'll leave the clothes to your imagination). There were multiple flashes of blinding light, leaving Hitsugaya blinking in confusion.

It wasn't until the next day that the unfortunate victims realize what the flashes of light were.

They were everywhere: the academy, the Hokage's office, the hospital, the onsen and practically every corner and hole in the village. It was like Naruto's pranks to the extreme!

Photos from yesterday's incident were posted everywhere including one place that Toushirou never thought it would reach. After some threatening phone calls to Matsumoto (which took awhile because of her giggling nonstop), he had found out that an anonymous person dropped it off in the Shinigami Women Association's fans box.

Incident Number Ten:

There was always this one resemblance that puzzled everyone in Konoha: Hitsugaya Toushirou and some jounin that he had never met before.

There were many rumors about the possibilities but none had ever caught the attention of both subjects of the rumors. At least until one day, Hitsugaya overheard a conversation between the green beast of Konoha and someone he couldn't see.

It went somewhat like this:

GREEN SPANDEX GUY: -------, my rival! I've noticed someone in the streets lately!

THE PERSON AROUND THE CORNER: …

GREEN SPANDEX GUY: There's a mini you hanging around! Have you taken on a student that is inspired by your fashion?

THE PERSON AROUND THE CORNER: …

GREEN SPANDEX GUY: Or did have you shared your springtime of youth with your special person?

THE PERSON AROUND THE CORNER: …

GREEN SPANDEX GUY: That must be it! -------, I didn't know you had the boldness to do such a thing!

THE PERSON AROUND THE CORNER: …

GREEN SPANDEX GUY: I must find the others!

THE PERSON AROUND THE CORNER: Huh… You said something?

And that was how he learned of the rumors that existed in the village. Of course, the rumors were corrected with the threatening cold atmosphere around Toushirou when someone dared to ask.

Incident Number Eleven:

Maybe it was the tenth division's paperwork to be ruined in all sorts of way possible including the excuse, 'a dog ate it'. Or maybe it was the ink that was delicious. But the result was the same. Hitsugaya's paperwork was gone.

Every time he left the papers only for just a few minutes (to get more green tea), they end up chewed on. This continued for days as he changed inks, paper, brush, desk, and place.

The criminals of the crime turned out to be a couple of ninja dogs. To his dismay, the dogs never left him alone and he had to protect his precious paperwork by locking them up and laying traps every time he left the room, even if it was for a few minutes.

Incident Number Twelve:

For the entire time Hitsugaya was in Konoha, he had thought that he had escaped Ukitake's 'gifts'. But it seemed like he didn't when he found a basket of candy (which was gobbled down by Naruto) on the doorsteps.

It was annoying at first, thinking that it was Ukitake sending the candy. Yet, when he asked the man about it, it really wasn't who he thought it was. (Although, the bad thing about asking was that Ukitake thought that he missed the occasional candies and had insisted on sending him some in the future.)

That left the mystery of who would dare send him candy. They could have sent watermelons instead!

Naruto halted to a stop from his chase with the chuunins sent after him for painting the Hokage's stone faces. It wasn't like he was caught by anyone yet. But the person in front of him clearly meant that it was just about over for him.

Toushirou has that annoyed face on.

Omake 3: The Undeniable Evidence (Part Two)

Ever since the visit to Urahara's, Hitsugaya Toushirou had had this strange feeling that something big was going to happen if he popped into Seireitei for an important meeting that he couldn't miss. Of course, due to the special mission he was assigned to, it meant that he'll be attending the meeting via a special screen that Urahara had set up. Not like anyone knew that it was Urahara who set the screen. (The special screen to everyone's surprise was a special long sheet of specially produced paper, supported by two lopsided jigokuchou (1), that projected Hitsugaya's face.)

Anyway, Hitsugaya, being the tensai he was, wasn't late. The atmosphere in the meeting room was the usual with the occasional threats from Kenpachi to the coughing from Ukitake. But to everyone's surprise, Kyouraku was silent with a magazine in front of him.

Hitsugaya, being closest to him, was able to see what the magazine contained that got the usually talkative taichou quiet. Hovering over the magazine, he caught sight of photos that he thought he had destroyed.

Horrorstricken with anger at a certain shop owner, he took off from his position from where he was staying at to Urahara's shabby shop in a shabby area of Konoha. Hopefully, those photos weren't too far spread in Seireitei yet.

The rest of the taichous (2) raised an eyebrow or something of the sort when the screen went blank. Whatever the boy taichou saw sparked an interest in the ones that was curious and couldn't control the curiosity.

This month's special edition of the Shinigami Women Association's magazine: Hitsugaya Toushirou…

And from there, it doesn't take a genius to figure out what those photos were.

To be continued…

(1) – jigokuchou – Hell Butterfly

(2) – 's' – I don't really like doing this since there isn't any plurals in Japanese. So just pretend that that 's' does not destroy grammar in Japanese. I'm getting annoyed with having to but '(s)' every time.

A/N (also known as the end of the chapter's meaningless ramblings): Yosh! I have finally reached the end of this four parted prologue. Next chapter is mostly just what happens in episode one of the anime with some parts that are Bleach-related only. I just realized what I wrote in the previous chapter while I was riding my bike home from a friend's place. How in the world is Hitsugaya (in his gigai) supposed to walk to the orphanage at the age two? I find that image cute and weird at the same time. There's something wrong with that image… Recently, I just raided the library of its Naruto manga, maxing out my library card. I don't know why but Naruto is the only manga that could make me all teary and it freaks my siblings out. Is that only me or is it just that my siblings are less emotional as me? For some reason when I was reading the manga that I borrowed from the library, I read Uchiha Sasuke as Uchiwa Sesuke. If my Japanese teacher found that out, I am DOOMED! Lately I've been playing Maplestory a lot instead of typing, reading, or thinking about fanfic. If anyone is playing, looking me up in Broa. It's hikaritakeru. But that all ended when I died in a stupid, humiliating way. I'm jobless over the summer so maybe I'll think more about this fanfic but since the summer is almost over, I don't think I'll be updating in the summer for long. For the first time in my life, this has been the most successful story I have ever written. But that's the only good thing out my entire time of writing fanfics. Apparently people around me have no taste in fanfic. I spent the whole August watching all the dramas/variety shows that Jiro Wang (_) from Fahrenheit because my sister got me hooked. My obsessions are beyond the obsessions of anyone I know. END OF THE RAMBLINGS OF BOREDOM…

Question of the Chapter: Is it okay with you people if I follow the anime but not do the fillers after Sasuke leaving Konoha?

I'm going to play around with the first three chapters plus this chapter since I don't feel satisfied with the reasons that aren't really explained and I want to add some addition stuff. By the time chapter five comes out, it should be done with the editing. School makes me think more and type more so expect more updates during the school year than the vacation days once I finish the annoying editing.

NEXT CHAPTER: Chapter Five: A Mistake for Failing