Matsumoto watched as her taicho sat down at his desk. "Oh… your next taicho…"

"Nani?" Toshiro's eyes suddenly went wide as he found the camera turned to face him as he pulled out his paperwork. "What are you up to Matsumoto?"

"I am making a video… doc…doc..." the woman made a face at her taicho saying that she felt he would have the answer.

"Documentary… and I say no… I don't need it getting back that you video taped people in their worst, embarrassing moments," the small taicho stated firmly.

"That isn't what this thingy is about taicho!" Matsumoto held the camera up to her eye.

"Then what is it about?" Hitsugaya gave here a stern look.

"I am asking people what they like about themselves. I was first of course, and you are next taicho!" Matsumoto beamed at him.

"Nani?" two teal eyes narrowed and darkness spread over his face.

"Taicho, why are you so gloomy," Rangiku smiled. "All you have to do is say what you like about yourself… even just one small thing."

Toshiro tapped his papers, then closed his eyes and leaned on the palm of his hand. "That kind of question is hard to answer."

"Because you have too many things you like about yourself?" Matsumoto smiled. "All the better."

"No… that isn't it," Toshiro's lips twitched in frustration. "Please turn the camera off."

"But taicho… you just have to say one thing you like about yourself!" the woman smiled.

"And what if I hate myself completely Matsumoto?' Toshiro suddenly snapped.

"Taicho… what do you mean… how…" Matsumoto set the camera down.

"I mean, I have never, ever liked myself Rangiku," the boy glanced away. "That is why I asked you to turn off your stupid camera, because with your pestering me, I knew I was likely to say something about it."

"But taicho… there are a lot of wonderful things about you!" Matsumoto stated.

Toshiro held up his hand and held up one finger. "I am short even for my equivalent age. This became evident when I was in the real world and met Kurosaki Karin and her friends. I am shorter then even her!"

"Taicho… it is probably only by a few centimeters," Matsumoto fiddled with her fingers.

"Three… I am shorter then her by three… and her friends made comments about it!" Toshiro raved.

"Only you would notice that it was three centimeters taicho," Matsumoto blurted out.

"And what was that supposed to mean?" Toshiro raised an eyebrow.

"Well… what other things do you not like about yourself," she decided to change the subject.

"How I look," Toshiro stated firmly, holding up another finger, number two.

"But your mondo cute taicho," however, Matsumoto winced, realizing that calling her taicho cute was not the best thing she could have done, as the temperature dropped.

"You would think that…" the small taicho narrowed his eyes. "I am a freak of nature… I have white hair and teal eyes. Everyone in the Rukongai kept away from me. They thought I was cold, distant, never once giving me a chance, just because I looked different."

"Taicho…" Matsumoto stopped short as he held up a finger.

"I know that I am young, but I still get treated like a child a lot of the time," Toshiro stated firmly, then held up another finger.

"Isn't there something you like about yourself…" Matsumoto pouted her lips.

"I like snowboarding," Toshiro stated.

"That isn't something that you like about yourself, unless you happen to be good at it," the woman sighed.

"I wouldn't know, I just like snowboarding, it makes me feel like flying," Toshiro pointed to his fourth finger. "Do you know what I hate most about myself, Matsumoto?"

"Taicho…"

"That I am as powerful as I am. I never, ever wanted that. I wanted to make sure…" Toshiro stood up, grabbing the paper, a brush and an ink bottle. "You already know that story, don't you? I don't need to reiterate it to you…"

And with that, the small taicho left the room, leaving Matsumoto with a sad look on her face. "Change of plan… instead of what do you like about yourself, I am going to ask people what they like about taicho, then show it to him…"