[b]Somewhere in the Seven Squad's Barracks[/b]

"Please, do you know any person more trustworthy than me?"

"Yes, everyone."

The smug smile vanished from Aileen Abdallah's face just as quickly as it came. Miyako Kita sighed, but did not falter as she stared down Aileen.

To say that the relationship between the Lieutenant of the Fourth Squad and the Lieutenant of the Seventh Squad has started rocky would be the truth. Even more truthful would be to say that it continued to be rocky to this day.

But work is work, even if said work was a tournament organized by Kita's captain; Hiro Masumata, and both women knew – Kita more than Aileen – that personal animosities should be laid on ice for the duration of their respective "missions".

"Alright, listen. Go along this hallway for fifty meters and then turn left. Continue until you find that big drawing of a pond. The room next to it is empty and should be large enough for you and your team."

"Got it. Don't worry, nobody'll die here. T'is just a bunch of friendly brawling."

Kita had to surpress the sarcastic remark as Aileen went with her group of Shinigami. If the workload she'd had to do increase even more, Kita will definitely die; or so she thought at least.

She looked down at the papers in her hands. Glided her finger over the many scribbles detailing who had to when go where. Ah, a group of young Shinigami from the academy wanted to have some sort of pastry sale. Kita remembered how she approved that, and told them to wait... somewhere for her instructions.

...somewhere.

Shit.