Disclaimer: I don't own it. Darn.
Moi Musings: Written for Celeste1's challenge of sorts. Thought I'd give a shot at Hitsugaya + Matsumoto. Turned out a little different, but that doesn't matter. That much.
Set somewhere in the future, with a teenaged Hitsugaya. No spoilers that I can think of. I might continue this, if I can find the proper inspiration (in other words, reviews).
"I said I was sorry."
"No worries, Taichou! I said I didn't mind!"
"But-"
"No, really. I mean, it's perfectly fine for a normal-"
"Matsumoto."
"-Hormone-driven teenage boy to-"
"Matsumoto."
"-have such interests! Or was it cravings?"
"MATSUMOTO."
"Even if he is one of the highly ranked captains of the Gotei 13. I mean, it is normal, isn't it? Wanting to sneak a peek at a well-endowed woman. Such as myself."
"Damn it, won't you listen to me for a moment?"
"But of course, Taichou."
"Look, I really, really didn't mean to walk in on-"
"Of course, my dear Taichou. I'm sure you didn't mean it."
"That's good to-"
"But I did have a feeling that you would eventually crack under the pressure, you know? But I didn't expect such a thing to happen, and in the bath no less! I'll say, there's just not enough sake in your life, see?"
"Matsumoto."
"Really, Taichou, you need to loosen up a little. You're growing up to be almost exactly like Kuchiki-taichou. Honestly, if I wanted a handsome, sexy, aloof captain I would have transferred there immediately, rather than wait for you to grow up and see if you'll be as cute as you were when you were a kid or something sexier than the sixth division captain! I mean, yes, Kuchiki-taichou is kinda hot and come to think of it, so is Shuuhei, but he's besides the point anyway, I don't see how you'll grow up to be like him because now you seem to be tilted in the way of Kuchiki-taichou which is completely sad, really, I thought that being a fukutaichou could actually be a breeze for once but noooo, you have to go and grow up to be another one of those slave drivers-…"
"GAH. I give up."
Matsumoto's smile got a little wider as she continued her tirade against her teenaged captain and the sixth division's head.
Hitsugaya sighed, and slumped a little lower in his chair. His face was still pink. She should have locked the door, really.
He made a mental note to knock the next time he wanted to enter the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Kuchiki Byakuya couldn't understand why he kept sneezing so violently.
In Japan, they say that when you sneeze, someone is talking about you.
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