So this is my attempt at a Bleach fic! I have been considering it for some time, so I hope you like it!

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Chapter 1: Lieutenant Yamada of Squad 2

With Summer in full force, the midday sun blazed overhead, raising the temperatures in the Seireitei to levels that made everyone out in it ready to hide in the shade and skip their duties for the day. Most did just that, relaxing in the heat and enjoying the peaceful, pleasant day. One in particular wished that she could do the same.

Kirara Yamada, Lieutenant of Squad 2 and the Corps Commander of the Patrol Corps, didn't often find herself on missions such as this, but when she had been notified of the Shinigami under house arrest who had escaped his minders, she had decided to investigate for herself. Of course, this meant skipping out on her paperwork, but that was a sacrifice she was willing to make.

Sweat trickled down her neck, making her shiver as she walked through the forest in the Rukongai. The young woman looked around, enjoying the peace of the quiet forest, where the only sounds that could be heard were birds and insects. She stretched, letting out a wide yawn as she enjoyed the feeling of grass on her bare feet. Kirara then reached out to a tree, and scaled it.

Leaning against the trunk, Kirara now rested in the shade, enjoying the peace. Leaning back and resting the back of her head against the trunk, she closed her eyes and breathed lightly. Allowing her other senses to kick in, Kirara reached out, and found what she was looking for.

The wildly erratic Reiatsu signature of her target as he blundered straight towards her without realising it. The faintest of smirks showed on Kirara's lips and she waited patiently, letting him run straight for her. After a few minutes, he burst through the bushes, and as if luck would have it, stopped right below the tree she was resting in. The man, wearing robes of a Shinigami that had been torn, gasped for breath. Sweat rolled down him in buckets as he doubled over, letting out faint whimpers of fear. He was skinny after going some time without much food.

Opening her eyes, his pursuer looked down, watching as he looked around quickly, looking around desperately to ensure he wasn't followed. When he didn't hear anything, he sank to his knees and wept openly. Tilting her head, the woman above watched him curiously, wondering why he chose now to break down. Shaking her head, Kirara moved silently, almost like a predator about to pounce on her prey, and stood up. Stepping off the branch, she landed silently behind the man. To his credit, his head lifted, and he looked around, but Kirara moved with him, remaining out of his sight.

Standing up, he took a deep breath and wiped his nose and eyes on the long sleeve of his robes. His breath caught, but he shook his head, and made to run again. In that instance, he was grabbed from behind, causing him to let out a blood-curdling scream.

"Let me go! Let me go!" he screamed, struggling against her tight grip. If he had been in better condition, either mentally or physically, he may have been able to break free from her, but now he was much weaker than her, and the Lieutenant easily restrained him. Allowing her Reiatsu to flare for a split second, Kirara alerted the others around who had also been searching. "Please, don't do this," the man pleaded as he continued to struggle against her.

"You know I have to," Kirara's voice was soft and almost apologetic as she kept an easy grasp on his arms, forcing them behind his back.

"You can't make me go back! You can't!" the man yelled, and when she didn't answer, he let out a loud howl.

"Hey! Let him go!" her eyes narrowed as several more figures emerged from the trees.

"Surely you don't think you stand a chance here, do you?" Kirara spoke, turning her head to look to the small group that had come to help their companion. She hadn't expected them to come to help him. She'd expected the few from her Corps to have caught them already.

"Surely you don't think you can take all of us, do you?" one of them men asked, and the others snickered, drawing their Zanpakuto. The woman sighed. Before they realised it, she had released the one in her grasp, and was swinging a kick at one. Within seconds, she had knocked them all out.

"Idiots," she muttered, before hearing another shriek. Looking around, she saw her initial target lunging at her with a blade of his own that he had pulled from his robes. She tensed, ready to attack, before a blonde and white blur shot in front of her and the man slammed into a tree.

"Honestly Princess, didn't ya think to disarm him first?" Kirara let out a growl as another voice spoke up.

"What the hell are you doing out here Hirako?" she snarled.

"Out for a walk in the sun. Ya ain't the only one enjoyin' the nice weather," he shrugged. Kirara stormed towards him, glaring up at him. Shinji looked down with a bored expression as he studied her. The young woman had bright blue eyes that were currently narrowed as she glared at him furiously. Her black hair, which could possibly rival his in length, was tied up with a green in a messy ponytail, looking like she'd rushed putting it up. She was skinny and not very tall, wearing a sleeveless kosode and short skirt for her uniform, with nothing on her feet. There was a long scar across the bridge of her nose, and another by her chin, both which looked like she had been nicked by a sword.

"And you just so happened to be wandering through the forest where I'm taking care of a mission?" she growled.

"Y'see this, Princess?" Shinji tapped the Lieutenant's badge that was tied to her bare arm. "And this?" he then gestured to the haori he wore. "This means I'm a higher rank than ya, and I don't gotta tell ya shit," he told her, which only served to make her anger grow. Her fist clenched, and Shinji narrowly avoided a punch to the face.

"Call me Princess again and I swear to god Hirako, I will break your nose," she growled at him.

"Ya punch worse than Hiyori, Princess, at least the monkey can hit me," Shinji taunted, and dodged her next punch. "Ya should learn to respect the Captains, we're a higher rank than ya," he told her.

"Respect? I'll show you respect when you earn it, dickhead," Kirara snarled at him.

"Commander?" they looked around to the three men watching them in alarm. So heated in yelling at each other, the two hadn't noticed them approach.

"What took you so long?" she barked at them, and they stammered apologies. "Grab them. We're done here," Kirara spun on her heel, hitting Shinji with her hair, and walked over to her original target. She hauled him over her shoulder, and turned another glare on the Captain. "Next time, stay the hell out of my way, dumbass," she told him, before nodding to her men and leading them away.

"Swearin' ain't cute Princess," Shinji called after her.

"Lucky for me then, that I'm not trying to look cute for a pervert like you!" Kirara yelled without looking back.

"Then why are you wearin' that skirt?" Shinji insisted on getting the last word in, and was rewarded by a frustrated scream. Seemed like his walk to avoid paperwork was much more interesting than he intended, even if the Lieutenant of Squad 2 irritated him beyond belief.

Enjoying the pleasant weather from the comfort of the Squad 2 Headquarters, Captain Yoruichi Shihoin stretched and yawned loudly, tempted to go for a nap. On such a peaceful day, she couldn't resist stretching out across her seat. She had already convinced Soi Fon to play a couple of games with her, before the shy girl had made her excuses and gone off.

The peace in the Seireitei usually came in bursts, and Yoruichi always appreciated it, especially in such pleasant weather, but she couldn't deny that it sometimes got a little...boring. She was looking forward to a mission popping up to shatter the boredom that the peace in the Seireitei brought.

The quiet, relaxing atmosphere was shattered as a collection of papers slid across the floor, slowing to a stop in front of the Captain. Yoruichi cracked open a golden eye, and the smallest of smirks showed on her face.

"The mission went well I see," she commented as she heard footsteps stomping towards her. A small stream of curses made their way towards her, making Yoruichi's smirk widen as the others gathered in the main hall watched their Lieutenant throw what could only be described as a temper tantrum. "What happened?" the purple haired noble asked as Kirara stormed over.

"I tracked him down and the mission would have been flawless, as usual, when who shows up, on a walk?!" Kirara fumed, pacing in front of her Captain. Yoruichi's amusement was growing with every passing second. It seemed it was not quite as boring as she had believed. She knew exactly who Kirara had encountered on her mission. Only one person could ever get the usually cheerful Shinigami so riled up. "That idiot of a Captain! And he had the nerve to lecture me!" with every stressed word, Kirara's Reiatsu pulsed, and by the end, Yoruichi was laughing loudly, her arms around her stomach. "Who goes for a damn walk in the forests there anyway? Idiot!" she stomped her foot loudly.

"Oh Kirara..." Yoruichi laughed, and Kirara turned to her with a frown.

"What?" she tilted her head, watching the Captain attempt to compose herself.

"You make your feelings so obvious!" Kirara stiffened, horrified as her face burned. "Why don't you just admit it? You like him," Yoruichi accused, making Kirara's Reiatsu flare again.

"I'd rather stick pins in my eyes!" she yelled, but Yoruichi just laughed even more.

"Why do you deny it?" she asked her horrified Lieutenant, who was quivering a little from the leftover anger. "You're always ranting about him-"

"Because he's an asshole who lives to annoy the hell out of me!"

"He's the only one who gets you like this-"

"Because he's always doing stuff to piss me off!"

"You like him!" Yoruichi summed up brightly. Kirara let out a frustrated shriek and stomped her foot again.

"Oh, are we talking about Captain Hirako again?" they looked around as Urahara walked into the main hall, smiling pleasantly at the two. Kirara scowled at him, making the third seat laugh pleasantly. "We are!" he nodded. Kirara groaned, and slumped to the floor, lifting her notes from the last mission and handing them over to Yoruichi. The noble skimmed through them as Urahara walked over and took a seat. "How'd your mission go?" he asked the Lieutenant, who groaned and fell backwards.

"She had a fateful encounter with her love," Yoruichi sighed happily, fanning herself with the notes in her hand.

"I'm going to run myself through with my Zanpakuto if you don't stop with that shit," Kirara warned. Urahara and Yoruichi exchanged smirks. "You are both assholes," Kirara, seeing this, got back to her feet.

"Oh, that reminds me," Yoruichi stopped fanning herself, and Kirara froze.

"No..." she whined, falling to her knees. "Please don't," she pleaded with her Captain, who produced a stack of paperwork from behind her chair.

"I need you to get Lieutenant Aizen to sign these," Yoruichi smiled brightly, holding them out to her. Kirara let out a wail, falling forwards. "Come on, you get on with Sosuke, why not go say hi?" she asked.

"Make Kisuke do it," Kirara pleaded.

"Sorry Kirara, I have my own work to do today," Urahara smiled at her.

"Uhuh. Sure you do," Kirara sat up, snatching the paperwork from Yoruichi.

"Snatching isn't very polite Princess," the noble couldn't resist as Kirara got up and stomped away.

"Stop calling me that! I hate that stupid nickname!" she yelled furiously as she stormed away. Yoruichi chuckled, fanning herself again as she turned her lazy gaze on her best friend, who smiled back in amusement.

"It's far too easy to rile her up," the Captain stated. Urahara just nodded in agreement.

Scratching at the bandage around her arm, the Lieutenant of Squad 11 emerged from the healing rooms of the Squad 4 Barracks and made her way back towards her own. Tossing her caramel blonde hair over her shoulder, Natsuki Hamasaki let out a huff. She had just spent the better part of an hour being lectured by the Lieutenant of Squad 4; time she could have spent enjoying the day.

"I see you've had a fun day too," she looked around as she was joined by Kirara, and smiled widely at her.

"Ah, my favourite of the Yamada Lieutenants," Natsuki beamed widely, linking her good arm in Kirara's. "I take it your mission didn't go to plan?" she smiled at her best friend, who sighed, shaking her head.

"Not exactly. Captain Dumbass showed up," Kirara rolled her eyes. Natsuki looked at her quickly, her amber eyes widening in surprise.

"Wow. You really have no luck, do you?" she laughed, and the black haired woman sighed.

"Evidently not," she shrugged, before her blue eyes moved Natsuki's arm. "What happened to you?" Kirara raised an eyebrow. It was unusual to see her fellow Lieutenant injured. Normally it was Kirara sporting a bloody wound and Natsuki dragging her to the healers.

"Sparring with Jin'emon..." Natsuki blushed as she scratched at the bandage again. "Got carried away," she mumbled. Kirara rolled her eyes. While it was unusual for Natsuki to be injured, it was much more common to hear of her to get carried away, even when sparring. "Oh stop judging me," Natsuki noticed her expression and pushed her lightly. Kirara laughed in response. "I already had to deal with your brother lecturing me about the irresponsibilities of two Lieutenants sparring and not paying attention. He is so boring," she grumbled.

"I know. I got all the personality in the family," Kirara grinned, and Natsuki's pout vanished as she started laughing.

"Well obviously," she laughed, linking arms with Kirara again. "So what are you up to now?" she asked, and instantly Kirara's laughter died. She held up the thick pile of paperwork under her arm. "Oh...oh," Natsuki's eyes widened again in realisation. "Lieutenant Aizen?" she asked, and Kirara nodded. "Captain Shihoin is so mean, sending you right into the lion's den," a giggle escaped before she could stop it.

"You are loving this, aren't you?" Kirara frowned at her.

"How could I not! You and Captain Hirako's fights are so funny!" Natsuki laughed, and smiled apologetically. Kirara shook her head in disbelief. It was times like this that she wondered why she was so close with Natsuki. "I still love hearing about when you kicked his desk over on him," Natsuki started to laugh hard as Kirara blushed.

"I told him not to call me Princess!" she exclaimed in defence. Natsuki just laughed even harder. "I think I'm going to look for a new best friend. Maybe Sojun," she mused, making Natsuki gasp. Kirara smirked at her as she looked hurt.

"You can't replace me! Who else would put up with you?" Natsuki demanded, before looking thoughtful. "But at least you're replacing me with Lieutenant Kuchiki. He's nice. And pretty good looking," Natsuki waggled her eyebrows playfully.

"And married," Kirara reminded her playfully. "With a son," she added.

"Details, details," Natsuki waved a hand dismissively. Kirara chuckled, bumping shoulders with her lightly. Despite their playful arguing, Kirara adored her best friend, whom she had known since childhood. While the two had gone through the academy at different times, they had remained close, and Natsuki had worked hard to gain the position of Squad 11's Lieutenant so she could remain on the same level as her.

They moved away from the grounds of Squad 4, before pausing as they came to a split in the pathway. "See you tonight, yeah?" Natsuki smiled at her.

"Of course. Tradition, remember?" Kirara grinned as she began walking in one direction, leaving Natsuki to walk the other. Natsuki cheered and bounced off happily, and Kirara chuckled again, smiling herself. It was tradition for the pair to go out drinking any time one if them got back from a mission, and usually brought along several others with them for a full blown night out. It had started just after Kirara had joined the Onmitsukido, and had continued on from there.

Looking forward to the night, Kirara increased her pace as she made her way to the main office of Squad 5, where she could feel Lieutenant Aizen's faint Reiatsu signature. Despite her reluctance to go near Squad 5's barracks, Kirara couldn't help but enjoy the walk, appreciating the quiet of the day while she could.

Kirara was not the only one enjoying the peace of the day, as Aizen took advantage of the quiet to make his way through his paperwork. The door of the office sat open, allowing a small breeze to blow in and cool the place down.

"Good afternoon, Lieutenant Yamada," he greeted without looking up.

"Ohh, good senses," Kirara grinned, having been about to knock. She knocked anyway, and he gave a small chuckle.

"Come in," the Squad 5 Lieutenant looked up, setting his pen down as he smiled at her. Kirara walked in, holding out the paperwork that she had been carrying under her arm. "Ah yes, Captain Shihoin's paperwork. I was wondering when she'd convince you to deliver them," there was amusement in his eyes as he leaned back in his seat. A blush flickered across Kirara's cheeks.

"She only just told me about them. Decided I hadn't suffered enough today," she shrugged, and he stood, reaching out to take them from her.

"Well it's always a pleasure to see you, Lieutenant Yamada," Aizen smiled, his fingers brushing hers as he lifted the papers from the much shorter girl. Kirara jolted, her blushing growing as her heart pounded against her ribcage. Kirara would be the first to admit that she was a notorious flirt, flirting with almost everyone she spoke to - including a few of the Captains – but Aizen always managed to fluster her.

"And you as well, Lieutenant Aizen," clearing her throat, Kirara winked at him. "You're the only reason I would ever come here," Aizen gave a small laugh, setting the papers down on his desk. "Are you busy tonight? A couple of us are going out drinking, if you're interested," Kirara smiled at the brown haired Lieutenant.

"Thank you for the invitation, but I'm afraid I must decline. I am not one for drinking," Aizen told her, seeming to study her for a moment before sitting down and returning to his work.

"Aww, you're such a bore," Kirara blew a raspberry.

"And you should behave more like a Lieutenant," he told her without looking up again.

"So I've been told," the other Lieutenant laughed, backing away from his desk. "I'll see you later, Lieutenant Aizen," Kirara turned to walk out the door, only to walk straight into something solid. Surprised, she stumbled backwards, and looked up, wondering if she'd somehow walked into the door, even though it hadn't been closed.

"What are you doing here?" Shinji raised an eyebrow at her, watching as her look of surprise changed to irritation.

"I'm here to ask Sosuke on a damn date, what the hell do you think I'm doing here?" Kirara snapped back at him. Aizen looked up, blinking rapidly in innocence as Shinji's gaze shot to him for a moment before back to Kirara.

"You need to learn to control your tongue," he hissed at her. Kirara raised her head, her expression turning defiant.

"Go to hell, Captain Hirako," with that, she stuck her nose in the air and walked off. He glared after her, both of them thinking exactly the same thing. How unfortunate they had to be to encounter one another twice in one day.

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