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Tales of a Broken Society	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 41133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Cuffs 6
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Hitsugaya/Hanatoru
Word Count: 1,213
Requested by: HazankoVoid
AN: So, last of the past written stories that I had waiting for me while other bunnies molested my mind. Enjoy and yes, I’m working on the other stories, just got to wait for them. For now, I go work on my chapter stories.
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Gazing out over his division, Hitsugaya swirled his tea around in his cup, eyes dark in thought. His fukutaicho was on suspension at the moment, having gotten drunk and trying to attack Gin in her drunken state. Not that the ice wielder really cared since Hanatoru Yamada had replaced Matsamoto, and was doing his job well.
The little dark haired man knew how to do his paperwork quickly and well, made tea for no other reason but to have some and even trained with the division, surprising many. Hitsugaya wasn't the least bit surprised seeing as, even in the 4^th, you had to keep a certain standard of training to keep a 7^th seat position and also as an emergency squad taicho. Hana was smart, good at his job and Hitsugaya wanted to keep him as his fukutaicho.
Sipping at the well made tea, the teal haired man smiled gently at the sight of a dark head laying on the paperwork that Hanatoru had been trying to organize from what Matsamoto had done. He had left late the night before and had been in early that morning, worrying Hitsugaya. But about two hours ago, the small healer had finally passed out over his paperwork, occasionally shifting so that he was more comfortable.
It was adorable and the ice wielder would never admit to thinking that about the other man.
Pulling out the forms for replacing his fukutaicho, feeling a burst of happiness that all of the forms that they used were being shifted to easier styles, he picked up a pen and started to neatly fill it out, having to add an extra piece of paper when it came to explaining just why he was asking for a transfer of his fukutaicho and why he wanted Hanatoru. Not that he would send off the paper to Aizen and Ichigo until he talked to the small male about the transfer. He wouldn't make him do anything that he wasn't comfortable with after all. That would just leave him with an unhappy fukutaicho after all.
Setting aside the filled out paperwork, making sure that it wouldn't get mixed up with the rest of it, Hitsugaya settled in to do the rest, the sounds of feet occasionally padding past barely making a dent on his thoughts. The sounds of snuffling and other soft sounds of someone waking up did interrupt them, drawing his eyes over to Hanatoru, who was rubbing at one eye as he yawned and gazed back at the taicho, getting a smile.
“Feel better?” Hitsugaya asked teasingly, getting a soft blush from the young healer as he stretched.
“Sorry about falling asleep. I wasn't expecting to do that on you,” Hanatoru said softly, smiling sheepishly as Hitsugaya waved one hand.
“I figured you would drop eventually. You've been working quite a bit, late nights and early mornings,” the young taicho said, wrinkling his nose at the now cold tea in his cup. Standing up, he moved to the small kitchen area that all taicho offices had, getting rid of the cold tea and setting about making fresh tea for the both of them. He could hear Hanatoru shuffle through the papers on his desk, followed by a drawer opening and closing.
Walking out with two cups, Hitsugaya gave Hanatoru his cup, smiling in return to the one he got from the kneeling male. Sitting at his desk, he idly sipped his own tea and finished the piece of paper work before him. Turning to watch the other male as he re-filed paper work, he found himself enjoying the delicate movements of his temporary fukutaicho. He could come to enjoy the quietly confident movements and the way Hana was confident without being over bearing about his skills.
“Hanatoru-san, I have a question about something,” Hitsugaya finally said, placing his pen to the side as Hanatoru looked over the top of his tea cup, papers in his other hand.
“Hitsugaya-taicho?” the smaller male prompted, placing the paper into a folder and giving the other man his full attention.
“I was wondering if you would be interested in becoming my new fukutaicho. I've been looking for a new one since before the war started, but wit h the war it was put on hold for the last 3 years,” Hitsugaya hummed, explaining it a bit at the curious look he got. “I'm tired of dealing with Matsamoto. She's unbelievably lazy and a pain in my ass. She does just enough to keep her place as a fukutaicho and to keep up her training, but as you can see, it made a lot of work to straighten the mess out. You alone have fixed about a sixteenth of what needs to be fixed but I don't really have a lot of people to spare to fix things. It doesn't help that we have to scan things into the computer systems, in order,” he grumped, getting a soft smile from Hanatoru.
“I don't mind doing it. There's not a lot of work since the forms have been simplified,” Hanatoru promised, getting a smile from the other man and a nod. “I also figured out how she filed. She pretty much just stuck it behind the last file, so it's in chronological order, just not by subject.”
“That's good. But you didn't answer my question about becoming my fukutaicho,” Hitsugaya teased, getting a blush as the small male played with his tea cup.
“I think I would be honored to, but what about my place in the 4^th?” the healer asked, raising an eyebrow at Hitsugaya who smiled.
“You told me that the 8^th seat was good at his job and had trained with you for the rescue squad and what it means to lea it,” Hitsugaya mused, getting a nod from Hana. “If you want to, we can speak with Unohana-san about transferring to be my fukutaicho.”
“What would happen to Matsamoto?” Hanatoru asked, placing a pile of papers into a box marked ‘Lost and MIAs’. There were quite a few pieces due to the fact that each was a detailed report and investigative notes.
“She’d end up going to work under either Aburma-taicho or Shuuhei-taicho,” Hitsugaya returned as Hanatoru closed the box, writing something on the top of the box, most likely dates and notes about the contents.
“Which would make her a 3ed or a 4^th seat instead of a fukutaicho,” Hana mused, putting the box aside and standing up with his now empty tea cup.
“She’s going to lose it anyways, especially after this latest idiocy she’s pulled. I can’t deal with her, so she would be transferred anyways,” Hitsugaya soothed as he watched the dark haired man move to the small kitchenette and pour a fresh cup of tea. Turning to the teal haired man, he held the tea pot up in a silent offer, his taicho holding out his cup. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Hanatoru hummed as he poured the tea and contemplated the offer by the ice wielder. “Alright, I’ll do it,” he finally said, smiling as Hitsugaya grabbed the forms and signed them before calling for his third seat, sending them off for the day.
“Come on, let’s go out and celebrate,” Hitsugaya hummed, smiling at his soon to be fukutaicho.
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