Disclaimer: Bleach is the brainchild of Tite Kubo and the The Office belongs to NBC. I receive no monetary benefit from this work.

Author's Note: Thank God we're back! A long-awaited gift for everyone who's been doin' a little R&R. :)

Izuru sprinted towards the door to answer the knocking.

"Catain Unohana?! What do you need?!" he hissed desperately.

"Lieutenant Izuru, I need to speak with Captain Ichimaru and I heard you were all in the office catching up on paperwork."

"He's not here! Can I give him the message when he gets up- gets back?!"

"I'll just... come back later..." Unohana slowly walked away with one more glance at Izuru.

"Okay. Let me lay this out for you. Ichimaru ate a chicken pot pie for lunch and... no. Let me rephrase that. He ate an entire... Let me be more specific. He ate an entire family-size chicken pot pie for lunch and then promptly fell asleep. So, we're trying not to wake him up before five o'clock, which is in... Soon."

Izuru stood across from one of the newest graduates, whispering violently.

"I'll get his computer and desk clock, are you sure you can you get his watch?!"

"I think so!"

"Normally I don't condone leaving the office early when we have to be here, but I have an appointment..." she revealed privately.

The camera revealed Izuru and the new division member adjusting the clocks in Ichimaru's office and then running back out. More squad members were turning clocks forward throughout the office.

With a look from Izuru, everyone began to laugh loudly. Ichimaru stumbled out of his office and joined them in the laughter.

"Wha's so funny?"

"Oh, captain, you would've just had to be there!" Izuru said breathlessly.

"Oh, i's five o'clock. Okay, well... ever'one go home. I'll see y'all tamorrow." Ichimaru said, leaving the office as everyone rose from their chairs.

"Bye, Captain!" they all yelled before turning to each other and exchanging high-fives.

The training ground was divided in to areas with volleyball courts, picnic tables and barbeque pits. Everyone who was walking around wore t-shirts of different colors, with a design of some sort, each color for a different division

"Okay, so we just have to walk around so everyone sees our faces and then leave, right?" Hinamori asked Aizen as they walked towards the training ground, both in dark red Division Five shirts.

"Sounds good to me." he said with a grin.

"Oh, we love picnics. I mean, who doesn't love a Gotei Thirteen picnic?" Aizen said to the cameras.

"Oooh, tell them what happened last year!" Hinamori said.

"During the softball game, bottom of the ninth, there was this huge spider in my mitt-" Aizen began.

"No, no, the other thing."

"Oh yeah. Some drunk guy hit on Momo-chan last year. Said he was grabbing her for balance."

"Yeah. You don't grab these for balance." Hinamori said with a gesture to her chest.

"Well." Aizen said simply with a smirk. Hinamori blushed and stared at her feet.

The camera cut to show Ichimaru and Kyoraku wandering around the volleyball courts, each in their respective shirts.

"Hey, is that Matsumoto?" Kyoraku asked, pointing towards the busty blonde holding the hand of Shuuhei Hisagi.

"We're jus' friends!" Ichimaru said quickly as the couple approached the men. "So, my question is, why did they let you in here? Tha's what I wanna know." he asked Matsumoto.

"Ah, so I see they're just letting anyone come in." she shot back with a smirk before embracing him. "You remember my boyfriend, Shuuhei?"

"Um, I think so..." Ichimaru said quietly.

"Yeah, I've seen Captain Ichimaru around." The young lieutenant said, reaching forward to shake the captain's hand.

"Um, would you guys like some lemonade? Or one of you? Or both of you? Either/or. The combinations are endless." Ichimaru asked the couple.

"Lemonade would be great!" Matsumoto said.

"I'll take an iced tea." Shuuhei offered.

"Well, you can go to hell." Ichimaru told him.

"What?" The other man said, raising his eyebrows.

"I lied ta Kyoraku. I can never be 'jus' friends' with Ran-chan. She an' I are soul mates. I actually made a list o' why she an' I should be together an' I'm going ta find the perfect part o' the day ta tell her." The captain told the cameras.

"Nothing. So, what've you guys been up to lately?" Ichimaru asked, shaking it off.

"Not much..." Matsumoto said, staring at the ground.

"We're designing a house." Shuuhei said proudly.

"Oh, really? For who?" Gin asked.

"For us." Hisagi said, wrapping his arm around Matsumoto.

"So, um, you wanna go reherse?" Ichimaru asked the blonde.

"Yeah... that might be a good idea." she said, turning around to hug Shuuhei.

"Okay, everyone listen up! We can not suffer the humiliating defeat that we did last year with Aizen's whole spider-in-the-mitt incident at the softball game." Hitsugaya yelled. Since everyone was divided amongst activities, members of each division had been split up in to teams for the volleyball games.

"Actually, I could've died. I looked it up online afterwards." Aizen said.

"Anyway." Hitsugaya said quickly. "Hanatarou, Izuru, Yachiru! You guys are my bump row!"

"Hey, Histugaya. Can you put me next to Aiko?" Hanatarou asked quietly.

"Who? What? I don't understand."

"You know. The new graduate who just came to the Third."

"Oh, I see. You want me to set you up with a good setter so you can spike it." Hitsugaya said. "I'll cut you a better deal. I'll put Unohana behind you. She's the best setter on the team."

"That's, um... not what I..." Hanatarou began, but Hitsugaya was already back to organizing the team.

"Well, in his infinite wisdom, Head Captain Yamamoto has put Team Gin/Ran back together for a comedy skit!" Ichimaru informed the camera.

"Explaining the history of the Gotei Thirteen." Matsumoto said brightly. "Extry, extry, read all about it!"

Ichimaru laughed. "Newspapers fer sale!"

On the volleyball court, team Ice Dragon was playing team Smoke and Fire. The ball sailed over the heads of most of team Ice Dragon, and Kyoraku dove for the ball.

However, the captain dove too soon, and the ball bounced off his back and on to the sand.

"Dammit, Kyoraku!" Hitsugaya yelled.

"Are you blind?! Are you blind?!" Hanatarou yelled as well.

"I'm sorry, guys... I missed that one time."

"Can you see things?! With your eyeballs?!" Hitsugaya yelled at him as Aiko smiled at Hanatarou.

"You're doing great, by the way." he told her as she beamed.

"Um... I brought some snacky-snacks... in case we get hungry..." Ichimaru offered, taking the lid off a container of chocolate-covered strawberries.

"Oooh, yes please." Matsumoto said, grabbing one. "Mmmm."

The captain stared at her for a moment. "So, do you have anything planned out for today?" she asked.

"Wha?

"Do you have a script for today? For the sketch?"

"Oh... no. I figgered we could just wing it. Izzat cool with you?" Ichimaru asked with a smirk.

"Crystal-cool." she said with a grin.

"Okay. New plan. We need to focus! You are better than this. I am better than this." Hitsugaya said, placing his hand on his forehead. "Hinamori! Hey! Do you know if you're right or left handed? Wait, what hand do you use to use your sword?"

Hinamori grabbed the ball from Hitsugaya. "Back off, Toshirou-chan." she said, walking back to the corner of the court before sending the ball flying over the net and in to the sand.

"Wow!" Aizen said, looked back at Hinamori.

"What?" she muttered.

"Maybe I played a little in Rukongai. And all the way through the academy. And went to volleyball camp most summers!" she said privately between games.

Team Smoke and Fire was defeated with Hinamori's serve, and team Sea Slug was on the court, getting beaten by Ice Dragon.

"Ouch. My ankle." Unohana shouted.

"What's wrong?" Aizen asked.

"I think I twisted it!" the other captain shouted.

"But you weren't moving!" Hitsugaya called after her as she walked off the court. "Dammit. Okay, we need a sub!"

"I'll play." Nanao said.

"Hey, Isane!" Hitsugaya yelled. "Are you here? Get in!"

"Yes! Man in!" the liutenant hollered, sprinting on to the court.

"What the hell?" Nanao muttered.

"We don't hear cheaters, tramps or women who break their captains' hearts." Kyoraku informed her, not looking at her. The woman crossed her arms angrily.

"We could do a movie." Matsumoto suggested. "Back to the Future...! The original captains have to go back in time and fix their parents...."

"Where could we get a Delorean?!" Ichimaru wondered.

"Jaws. They swim across the Sea of Japan and terrorize the Living World." Matsumoto suggested.

"We haven't found our great idea yet." Ichimaru told the cameras.

"Nope. We're circling it." Matsumoto added.

"Alright, one more point and we play Team Azumanga." Hitsugaya told his team as he tossed Hinamori the ball. She promptly served, but a return from Team Sea Slug forced Hanatarou to set the ball overhead.

"Don't set it to yourself!" Hitsugaya criticized as he set it to Aizen, who bumped it over to score.

"YES!" Hitsugaya yelled. "We advance to the next round!" He pumped his fist in the air as Aizen hugged him.

"Now, now, guys, settle down or get a room." Hinamori joked.

"And now, we're going to be viewing a comedy skit put on by two of our favorite Gotei Thirteen members, Rangiku Matsumoto of the Tenth and Gin Ichimaru of the Third!" The Head Captain informed the shinigami, who had gathered in front of the "stage". "I have not seen this!" he added quickly.

Ichimaru and Matsumoto entered.

"Are you ready to play, 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire?'?!" Matsumoto yelled.

"Yes..." Ichimaru said, with a fake Indian accent.

"For one-hundred dollars, where did the first captain perform the first konsou? Was it a)the Living World, b)Rukongai, c)the bottom of the sea, or d)while brushing his teeth?"

"Hm... I am thinking... that I will say... A. The Living World." Ichimaru answered.

"You are correct!" Matsumoto yelled. The two stood up.

"How did you know that it he was in the Living World?!" Matsumoto yelled at him, pretending to stab him.

"AH! I was there! AH! I was in the Living World when he did it! YAAAAAH!" the captain screamed. Matsumoto then knelt as Ichimaru drew his sword and pressed the bottom of the hilt gently to her forehead. They then quickly returned to their seats.

"For two hundred and fifty dollars, how did Shinji Hiraiko die? Was it a)suicide, b)a terrible car wreck, c)a mysterious Hollow attack or d)brushing his teeth."

"Two hundred and fifty dollars is more money than I have seen in my entire life. I will have to say... C. A mysterious Hollow attack."

"That is CORRECT!" Matsumoto yelled.

"YES!"

"I don't really enjoy the theatre." Zaraki revealed privately. "But this is delightful!"

"The recent economic downturn has caused some downsizing in divisions twelve and six, followed soon by what other division?"

The shinigami began mumbling nervously amongst themselves.

"Is it a)the Fifth, b)the Tenth, c)the Second, or d)Toothbrush?"

"Hm... I will say... C, the Second."

"WHAT?!" the shinigami in the front, all wearing electric blue for their division colors, cried in rage.

"How did you know that?!" Matsumoto demanded.

"AAAH! Head Captain Yamamoto told me!" Ichimaru cried.

"Head Captain, is this true?!" Soi Fon yelled in rage.

"Well... there has been talk of... downsizing the Second Division." the old man answered.

"And?!"

"... We're downsizing the Second."

"No!"

"We're the best Division here!"

Ichimaru and Matsumoto bowed and ran off.

Team Ice Dragon sat in a circle next to the volleyball court.

"Maybe we shouldn't play under the circumstances." Hinamori said.

"No, the people need volleyball now more than ever." Hitsugaya told her.

"How do you figure?" Aizen asked.

"Because if we don't play, then the other team wins." Hitsugaya said seriously.

"Captain Hitsugaya is right. Team Azumanga deserves to have its ass kicked." Ukitake agreed.

"Let's do this." Hinamori said solemnly.

"Dammit, Ichimaru, I told you that in confidence! Did you just need a little material for your sketch and think, 'Oh, this would be funny!'?!"

"Thank you." Ichimaru said quietly.

"We didn't think they knew." Matsumoto covered.

"What about the fact that they're here today? All of them? Was that not a little red flag? Now I have to go over and deal with all of those shinigami."

Ichimaru and Matsumoto looked at each other.

Hinamori spiked the ball over the net, the whole team thinking there was no way it could be returned. However, a quick return from Tousen caused Hinamori to dive for the ball and trip.

"Ah!"

Aizen ran over to her.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Can you help me up?" she asked.

"Sure." he said, grabbing her arm as she gasped in pain.

"Hey, hey! You should really get that looked at." Byakuya told them.

"Captain Kuchiki is right. That really needs to be checked out by someone in the fourth." Tousen agreed.

"I'm fine, seriously! Look! I can move it great!" Hinamori yelled.

"Yeah, she'll be okay." Aizen agreed.

"Aizen. Are you putting a volleyball game over your liutenant's health?" Tousen asked.

Hitsugaya jogged over to Aizen and Hinamori.

"Don't worry guys. Go to the fourth, get it looked at and come back as quickly as you can. I'll try to stall sending the subs in."

"Alright." Aizen said, scooping Hinamori in to his arms and running towards the Fourth.

"Hey! Team Azumanga! We'll be back!" Hinamori yelled over his shoulder.

"Dammit! I am just so mad that Hinamori's injured!" Hitsugaya yelled, kicking the abandoned ball into the trees with false rage. "Oh. I'll get it."

Team Azumanga exchanged a blank look as the boy-captain walked slowly toward the tree line.

"How do you think it went... until the thing 'bout the Second...?" Ichimaru asked.

"I think it went pretty well." Matsumoto said, a bottle of beer in her hand.

They looked at each other for a moment.

"We'll have plenty of material for next year's sketch." Matsumoto offered before taking a drink.

"Yeah. I'm lookin' forward ta it." Ichimaru said.

"I think that taday was jus' 'bout having taday. An'... We're one o' those couples who has a really long story. Like, maybe next year I'll be with someone, an'... it'll be a while, but it'll be perfect someday." he said privately.

"Well, we should probably get going." Shuuhei said, walking up and reaching for his girlfriend's hand.

"It was great to see you." the blonde said, hugging her old friend.

"Yeah... you too."

"Captain Ichimaru." Shuuhei said, nodding at the captain before walking off.

"Well, can you hold them off any longer?! No, Hitsugaya, I can't. No, don't send the subs in yet! Well, they're about to send her in for an X-Ray, so it shouldn't be much longer, okay?! Yeah." Aizen slapped his pager shut as a new woman in the Fourth wheeled Hinamori by.

"How long do you think this is going to take?" Hinamori asked her.

"Well, it's a little slow today, so not long. Now, no surgeries recent, no radiation this year, no chance that you're pregnant?" The young girl asked.

"Can we just hurry this up?!" Hinamori asked, blushing at the word 'pregnant'. "I have a game to get back to."

"Oh, that's brilliant, because the next question I was going to ask was if you had a game to get back to."

"Hitsugaya, c'mon. It's time to put in the subs." Tousen said.

"Yes. It looks as if Aizen and Hinamori won't make it back." Byakuya said.

"I guess it's fine. Except, it's not fine." Hitsugaya replied. "How many people have to get hurt before we learn a valueable lesson? One? Two? Three? Four?"

"Hitsugaya, knock it off." Tousen called over the net.

"No, no. Let me finish." Hitsugaya retorted. "Five? Six? Seven? Eight?"

"C'mon, Hitsugaya! Look, they just called me in for an update, so just buy us a few more minutes! I'll call you right back." Aizen shut the pager and went in to the room.

The doctor spoke and Hinamori beamed as Aizen threw his arms around her before running back out in to the hall.

"Hey, Hitsugaya? Send in the subs. Eheh heh heh...." he closed the pager without waiting for the response. The camera zoomed in on his face as he pushed the hair back from his face and looked like he could cry.

The camera showed the pair embracing again in the room before going black.