Hello everyone, just thought I'd update another little story. I have lost my mobile and all my fan fictions are on it D: I really hope to find it soon . Anyways, just a little friendship/Family situation between Hitsugaya and Ran-chan… I hope you enjoy!

Routines With Sleep

Silence lingered in the halls of the tenth division, its squad members having long retired for the day. The barren halls were lit by torchlight, casting shadows across the laminated landing. The drifting silence could have been cut with a knife, serenity lingering in the empty air.

Such tranquillity wasn't even broken by the ample breasted vice, Rangiku Matsumoto. Surprisingly sober, the captivating Fukutaichō sailed elegantly towards the office. The woman's usually, free golden locks were pulled back neatly, bangs framing her prepossessing features.

Naturally long lashes framed her striking persian blue orbs, the coral pink scarf she wore flowed outwards as she vastly approached her destination. Without knocking, she placed a slim palm against the door, neatly polished nails curling over the handle.

In a swift, quiet movement the door slid open, the flames of the torches flickering in resistance. A resigned sigh was her response to the scene she was greeted with. Back hunched over the desk, with his head tucked over folded arms, was the sleeping form of Hitsugaya.

Toneless hair was in disarray over closed, dark rimmed pools. Peaceful sleeping breathes escaping his parted, pale lips. Paperwork was now crumpled underneath him, his ink brush abandoned in his teacup.

Massaging her neck for a moment, a faint smile graced her lips. He truly was hopeless, this had become like a routine for the pair. It happened at least once a week; taking the upmost caution so she wouldn't wake the prodigy, she walked to his side.

Tutting under her breath, the strawberry blonde shook her head, just like she always did. Long, gentle arms plucked him from his position with much ease. The childlike Taichō's dainty limbs hung comfortably, his body held securely in his second in commands embrace.

She chuckled lightly as his expression shifted, his infamous frown appearing for a moment before settling back into its blissful, relaxed state. Leaving the sheathed blade of Hyōrinmaru balancing against his desk, she took him to the sofa.

Laying him down was an easy affair. After ensuring that his head rested on a pillow, Rangiku took the blanket she kept under the sofa and draped it over his slender body. Once tucked in, she straightened up, pulling the bangs away from her eyes.

Sea green eyes cracked open groggily, glazed over in fatigue. Only awake long enough to register the smell of sweet pea blossom and faded saké, Tōshirō muttered an unintelligible, sleepy thank you. Clasping his hands into the sheets, he then fell back into a much needed slumber.

"Sleep well now Taichō" she whispered fondly, stretching out her arms. Realising the time, and remembering that she had her own paperwork to do the next day; she hurried back to her quarters. Glancing back once more, the caring Lieutenant closed the door, leaving him to rest.

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