Kyoukai (Bleach Fanfic)

Choosing

The small taicho walked shunpooed away from the first division, his mind twisting and trying to make sense of things. "Why is it that Ichimaru was so easily pardoned?"

"Why didn't you ask Yamamoto Taicho that before you even left the room. I am surprised that you didn't push the issue more." The dragon hummed in the back of the small taicho's mind.

"The truth of the matter is, this is none of my business why he became pardoned, but I as hell do know it makes things a lot more complicated with a good deal of the Shinigami rank questioning whether or not he should have been pardoned or sentenced to death." Toshiro walked into the division, his steps falling on the ground. "Did he really do all that just to turn on Aizen? I mean, that doesn't seem like him."

Upon entering his division, he found his fukutaicho staring off into some corner daydreaming her time away. At that, the small taicho barked out an order. "Matsumoto, get you lazy ass back to work. I am going to be going on a mission and I need you to be on top of doing your work while I am gone."

"A mission?" Rangiku's voice brightened up. "When do we leave?"

"Matsumoto, didn't you hear me? I said you were staying." The boy narrowed his eyes at the female, frustration spreading over his face. "I am leaving rather soon, so I need you to not be messing around while I am gone. Promise me."

"Taicho... why am I not going on this mission? When you go on away missions, I am always by your side." The woman paused, her normally cheerful face becoming serious. "Taicho... this isn't some sort of punishment because you don't want me to go on a date with Hisagi?"

"Why would you think that?" Toshiro blinked a couple of times, his teal eyes widening in confusion.

"Because you are most definitely not pleased for some odd reason with the fact I am going to be going on a date with Hisagi." Rangiku stated. "Acting out on this is childish."

"I know it is." Toshiro stated firmly. "I can't explain the reason why, but you simply can't go on this mission Matsumoto."

The woman stared at him, narrowing her eyes suddenly. "Taicho... you just agreed with me that not having me go with you on the mission because you aren't happy with me dating Hisagi was childish."

"Yes... I agreed that it was childish. What I didn't agree on was the fact that was the reason that I wasn't letting you go on this mission." The small taicho worked his way over to his desk and began to make out his list of the members who would be going on the mission with him. He then spoke up again. "There is a reason you aren't coming, but I can't tell you yet."

At that, he walked over to Matsumoto's desk and slammed down the list. "I wish for these shinigami to meet me at the gate. Please contact them."

The female picked up the list in irritation and then she raised an eyebrow. "Hisagi Shuhei is on this list."

"If you are going to imply that I am having him go on this mission to prevent you from going on that stupid date, then why is he isn't at the top of bottom of the list." Hitsugaya stated, getting back up to head towards the door.

"Because you didn't want me to suspect you." Rangiku snapped out. "This is just cruel Taicho. My life outside the division is honestly none of your business."

"This mission is none of your business and is not something you need to know about. Just contact the shinigami on that list." Toshiro moved towards the door.

"And what am I supposed to tell them?" Rangiku snapped the words out.

"I'll debrief them when they get to the gate Matsumoto." The boy grumbled. "As I said, this mission is none of your business at this point, so don't worry you're head over it."

"Stop acting like him!" Rangiku blurted out, which caused the small taicho to flinch, then suddenly turn to walk back to her, his own teal eyes narrowing at her.

"Him?" Toshiro's mood darkened as he stepped over to the busty female. "What do you mean by me acting like him?"

"What I mean is you're running off on me just like Ichimaru Gin always does." Rangiku's face twisted up in frustration at her small taicho, only to have him storm right up to her, his own frustration showing through.

"Don't compare the two of us Rangiku. I'm at least giving you heads up that I am going somewhere. When have I ever not done that?" The small taicho snapped out, right in her face.

"When we were watching the Oin." The woman watched his face carefully.

Slowly, it contorted to first surprise, then the child's teal eyes glanced away at the floor. He then took a deep breath. "There was that time. That's the only time though. We're honestly not alike."

"Really?" At that, Matsumoto left out an exasperated sigh.

"Really. We're nothing alike. I mean, you should know that better then anyone." Toshiro's face had a look of anger on it.

Rangiku's tried giving a smile, but it turned out half there. "Yes. I should know exactly how much the two of you are alike. I am reminded of that every day I am with you."

"Then why have you remained my fukutaicho, if being around me is that painful?" Toshiro glanced over at where some of the pictures used to be.

"What do you mean by that?" Matsumoto blinked a couple of times.

"You got rid of his pictures. If you want to get rid of the memories so much, aren't I the next step?" At that, he strode out of the room, an icy gust following him. "Don't tell me, because I honestly don't want to know."