a.55 - 300-500 (Fun Time)

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Ichigo peeked through the crack in the door to the tenth division and looked at the boy sitting at the desk working on paperwork. He let out a sigh, wondering how Toshiro could go back to the work he did prior to the war as if nothing ever happened. This war with the Quincy had been worse then the war with Aizen and yet the boy was acting as if it had no toll on his psyche.

He quietly slid the door open and walked over to the child taicho, frowning as he did so. His hands raised up as he stood behind the white haired youth who had yet to realize he was there before plunging down to grab the boys shoulders, causing Toshiro to let out a yelp almost knocking over his ink pot. The boy turned to look at him, visibly shaking. "What are you doing?"

Ichigo frowned, wondering why Toshiro was still shaking. Then it hit him that the war had in fact after all effected the boy. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine."

"No... you're not. You're shaking like a leaf. Let me rephrase the question though. Are you sure that you should be getting to work so soon when you haven't mentally recovered?"

"I've got to get my mind off everything some how." Ichigo let out a sigh and tugged on the chair which caused they boy to let out an irritated, "Hey!"

"Do you really think it is a good idea to use work to forget about work related problems?" Ichigo watched as the white haired youth suddenly stared off into space, unable to give him an answer. "Yup. I thought so. Come on." The orange haired teen tugged on the boy's shoulder. "Show me around the division. Then let's head to the kitchen area to make something to eat."

Toshiro frowned, his hands clutching the pants part of his uniform. "I've got work to do."

"You've also got to be taking care of yourself." Ichigo tugged again, causing Toshiro to let out a sigh of frustration. The boy showed him around and they headed to the kitchen. Many of the subordinates were surprised to see the two but choose to ignore them. Ichigo rolled up his sleeves and began to pull things out.

"What are you making?"

"I don't know what we're going to make. We're going to experiment."


"Come on. You know what kinds of foods you like, why not try making something new and seeing if you like it. Think of it as a puzzle." Ichigo watched as Toshiro's face brightened up. "I thought that would work."

The two eventually finished, Toshiro having cleaned up as they went. The boy frowned and tried a bite. "Not the best food in the world, but it isn't bad either."

"I'm glad."

"What for?"

"You're smiling."

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