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Synopsis: The alternate version of the original Blessed from the Heavens. All he wanted is a place where he belongs; a place where he is loved and accepted. In order for that to happen, guardian Hinamori Momo is sent down to help the young prodigy, Hitsugaya Toshiro.

Author's Note: It's not really Blessed from the Heavens III, but the alternate version of the original series. With Hitsugaya's role as a living being and Hinamori is a guardian partner of the heavenly afterlife, a whole new storyline of laughs, sorrows, hurt, comfort, and obviously love starts here!

This HitsuHina fan fiction is dedicated to all my supporting fans and all the HitsuHina readers out there. It is recommended that you to read the original and/or its sequel in case you want to understand some or most of the terminology and references. I hope you enjoy reading Blessed from the Heavens ALT! I hope you enjoy it!

~ LONG LIVE THE HITSUHINA LOVE! ~

LEGEND

"Talking." "Thinking."

It felt like I am stuck in a maze, searching for a way out. For years, I have walked down this dark path alone wondering if someone could ever find me. Just when I was about to stop and give up, I finally see the shining light that helped guide me out.

Blessed from the Heavens ALT

Prologue

He is a junior in Seireitei High School. He is known as a child genius amongst the teachers, the adults, and everyone else around him. He is so blessed that he managed to skip a few grades. The fourteen year old teenager is sometimes even considered a gift from the heavens that comes once a century. However, Hitsugaya Toshiro never really cared about stuff like that.

The school bell rung. Classes are over for the day. Students were quickly packing their belongings and leaving the classroom in groups. "Hey, let's walk together to that bakery shop that just opened recently," he heard.

The young prodigy raised his head only to soon realize that comment was not addressed to him, but the person sitting in front of him. He sighed with defeat, finished packing his notebooks, textbooks, and writing utensils. With one glance at the friends enjoying each others company, Hitsugaya quietly disappeared from his homeroom class of 2-1.

He is always on his own. All he ever wanted is to be accepted by his peers. Whenever he tried to join in on a conversation or something, people would just give him that same look before running off somewhere else. "Is it because they feel inferior to me?" he wondered. "Is it because of my appearance; my white hair and emerald-teal eyes or is it my personality?"

Since he entered school, he always felt isolated from the rest. He felt like a jewel that must always be constantly clean; never dirty. For once, he wanted to know what it feels like to be like them. "Regardless the reason, they all say I'm as cold as ice."

"Tadaima," Hitsugaya said as he entered his residential home somewhere in Western Seireitei. He took off his shoes, placed them neatly at the doorstep, and walked through the hallway.

"Okaeri Toshiro," replied another voice.

Following where the voice is coming from, Hitsugaya walked into the living room to see an elderly woman kneeling down behind the kotatsu table. "Obaa-san..."

"She called a few minutes ago. She wanted to apologize to you fo--"

"She's not coming home on time again, isn't she?" he suddenly interrupted.

"Toshiro."

With his head lay low, Hitsugaya turned around and slowly began leaving the room. "I understand. I'll be going to my room to do my homework."

Once the boy left the room, Obaa-san turned her head to face the picture frame sitting on the table. The photo contained a happy family four people: a father, a mother, a grandmother, and a small boy. "It has always been that way since Satoshi-kun has passed away. Naomi-chan, I hope you're able to come home soon. Your son has been waiting patiently for your return."

A few hours later, Obaa-san has called Hitsugaya down for dinner. However, the young prodigy refused to comply to her request. As a result, she set up a tray of food and placed it in front of his bedroom door before leaving the hallway. The elder knew he wanted to be alone for the night. It is minutes later that Hitsugaya decided to come out of his room to pick up his dinner.

After bringing it back inside, Hitsugaya ate his meal and resumed his job to completing today's homework. Once he finished, the white haired teenager returned his empty plate of food in the kitchen, go back to his room, and change into his night clothes. Laying his body down on the bed, he stared blankly at the white ceiling above him. "It has always been that way. Okaa-san couldn't come home because of her job as a famous world actress. I don't have any friends at school. This is my reality and there's nothing I can do about it."

He felt his body relax and his eyes becoming heavy. As his consciousness drifted away, he mumbled a few words. "All I ever wanted is...a place where I belong."

Late into the night when everyone is deep asleep, a single person is awake. However, she is not someone they would expect or even see. Besides, unlike normal living beings, this young girl has light pinkish-red wings on her back. Landing on the balcony, walked up to the glass door, and took a peek inside.

Seeing the white haired prodigy sleeping in bed, a smile formed on her lips. With a tip of her pointer finger, a warm pink light shown on it. Pointing the light towards the glass door lock, it opened by itself. Once her minor delay has been pushed aside, this young raven haired girl placed her hand on the handle and quietly slide the glass door open.

"My mission starts now."

References

Tadaima - I'm Home, Okaeri - Welcome Back, Obaa-san - Grandmother, Kotatsu Table - a regular low table that has a built in heating system underneath

Author's Note: Well, what do you think of the story? Like it? Dislike it? I want to know what you think. So, please review! I'll be back again soon with chapter one. Laterz!