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By the time the bickering pair reached Matsumoto's place, it was dark.
"Shiro chan~~"
"Stop calling me that" Hitsugaya grumbled
"Never!"
"We're here" Hitsugaya stopped
"Rangiku san, we're back!" Momo called as the pair stepped into the little hut
No answer.
"Rangiku?" Momo called again
"HEEERRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE" a voice slurred
"And she's drunk" Hitsugaya remarked
"Hi ya Toshiroooooooo~~" she sang as she came into view "What brings youuuuu here?"
"I was just walking momo home"
"AWWWW you guys are soooooooooo CUTE, already on a first name basis" she sang happily before engulfing him into a tight bear hug
"gdg hu og he! (Let go of me!)" Hitsugaya's cries muffled by the older woman's 'assets'
"Ah,Rangiku? I think you're suffocating him…"
"Oh? I'm sorryyyyyy Hitsugayaaaaaa~~~"
"Don't say it if you don't mean it" he gasped, breathing in lungs full of oxygen
"Awww that's so meaannnnn~~ Do ya wanna come inn?"
"No way, I'm leaving anyway…you sure you're going to be fine alone with this crazy woman?"
"Hey! Momo here loveees me right? Do you want some sake too?"
"Ah, no thanks Rang-"
"Aw, of course you do momo, here here"
"Yep, I don't trust you alone with Matusmoto" Hitsuagaya sighed as he quickly pulled Momo out of her the older woman's reach "Go pack your things momo"
"Eh?"
"This woman is going make you weird if you spend any more time with her, you're moving out"
"Eh? But where will I stay?"
Hitsugaya thought for a bit
"With me"
"Sorry there's not much room here" Hitsugaya apologized as he led Hinamori into the little tin hut, which basically was just a room with four walls and a rood.
"No, it's fine"
"I'll prepare your bed and things later, right now just unpack your stuff, I'll see what we have for dinner"
It didn't take long for Hinamori to unpack since she didn't have many belongings. She turned around to see Hitsugaya roasting some sweet potatoes over an open fire.
Lighting a fire inside?...then again, there's really nothing to burn here anyway…
Toshiro must've felt that someone was watching him as he glanced up behind his shoulder
"You're done?"
"Eh? Oh yeah…I'm done"
"Come over then. The potatoes are nearly done"
Hinamori was careful not to burn her hands, peeling the steaming hot potatoes. Bit by bit, the tasty orange flesh was revealed
"Sorry, I've got nothing else to eat, tax collectors jut came by"
"No, it's fine, it tastes good anyway"
"Those greedy bastards… just taking advantage of the poor"
"Don't say that Shiro chan-"
"Toshiro"
"Bleh~ Whatever"
"Tch"
"Shiro chan~"
"Stop calling me that!"
Dinner soon passed since there wasn't much to nibble on, but the pair continued to sit around the glowing fire, neither person breaking the peaceful silence, just enjoying the small sphere of warmth the fire provided and each other's company.
Inevitably night had fully fallen, and bedtime was unavoidable. Toshiro fed the flickering fire some thin pieces of wood before giving it a gentle blow to encourage the meager flame before he stood up and began rolling out the worn out tatami mats.
"Not the most comfortable thing in the world but it'll do" Hitsugaya stated as he invited Momo to her mat before dumping some kind of canvas material on her. Judging by the texture Momo concluded it was probably from some sort of tent.
Toshiro did the same with himself but dragged his mat to the other side of the little tin room, beside the flickering fire which made shapes with his complexion.
"In case you want a drink" Toshiro explained as he placed a dusty cup of water beside her mat before retreating back to his side and doing the same.
It was after all the yawns and rustles of the canvas blankets that finally silence was attained and the only noises heard were the pair's breathing, the chirping crickets out side and occasionally a hoot from an owl.
"Goodnight Momo"
"Goodnight Shiro chan"
For once he was too tired to argue.
Momo found sleep slowly overpowering her senses, the effect of the medicine earlier today already delayed a good while, but she was deep in thought, reflecting on all the events, big and small, that had happened since she had left her prison in the palace. She could have sworn it was only yesterday. How it seemed only yesterday that she met the mysterious masked boy. She was curious. So curious. Who was this boy?
Only in his young teens but already out there facing the dangers of the world?
She wondered if he had any family, if he had people wondering about his well-being too.
Would she get to meet him again?
Maybe she would. Maybe not.
But she hoped so.
Maybe they could be friends.
Maybe.
Just maybe.
I dream of a plain of ice
I feel the presence of 'ice'…
I hear a voice…
An echoing voice…
Crushing…Engulfing…
Resounding into the distance…
Just like thunder…
I hear a voice…
Crushing…Engulfing…
Resounding into the distance…
Brushing against my hand…
Like a delicate flower…
On that plain of ice, I die
Toushiro gasped for air. Perspiration trickled off his forehead and neck. The temperature was slightly abnormal but thankfully it wasn't low enough to wake the sleeping girl nearby.
"That dream again…" he murmured
He closed his eyes and tried to relax; waiting for sleep to envelop him again, but it never came. He sighed before sitting up, pushing a hand through his silver hair. The moon was the only light source as the meager fire beside him had already burned itself out. Toushiro got up, careful not to wake up the sleeping momo and went outside; hoping that some fresh air would relieve his nerves.
He ended up doing a circuit around the village. Everything seemed different at night. Suddenly every little detail, every subtle sound was not so insignificant anymore.
Suddenly a scream pierced the night air. A Very human scream.
Toushiro's senses went on hyper drive as he sprinted to where he thought the call of distress came from. It wasn't hard to further identify the hut in trouble, as it was trashed. Belongings were scattered outside and their were footprints all around
Wait a moment…I know this place…Kurosaki!
He quickened his already fast pace.
"Kurosaki?" he called as he slid in front of the doorway
"Hitsugaya?" a frightened female voice responded
He squinted his eyes into the darkness and realized it was no other than Orihime
"Yeah, it's me…hold on"
Before continuing he grabbed his flint from his pocket and lit a torch that was thrown outside. With the new light source he could finally survey the crime scene clearly. Orhime was clearly distressed, with tears trickling down her face and her hair frazzled, in her arms was a dark haired girl
"Rukia?" he realized
"She got beat pretty bad, she's gone under! I don't know what to do! It was horrible but I couldn't do anything I felt so helpless and I made Ruki-"
"Calm down Orihime, first tell me what happened here?"
She took a deep breathe and steadied her voice before opening her mouth again
"They came for Ichigo kun"
"They?"
"The soldiers he beat up"
"Revenge huh?"
She nodded "They came back, but with a lot more of their friends...they practically just barged into this place, wrecking everything. They dragged Ichigo out and started beating him, hitting him with bats, kicking him, punching him, everything…he looked like he was near death!...then they took him away…I was so helpless….I couldn't do anything, they had me tied up and gagged…there were going to take me way too…it was this time that Rukia appeared…she managed to save me but…Ichigo kun…, she did the best that she could…but…there were too many of them...and then…well just look at her!" she sobbed
"Let me have a look at her"
Orihime obediently loosened her embrace.
Rukia had definitely taken a great beating. Blood trickled down her face, her eye and lips were beginning to swell, bruises were starting to form on her arms and legs while small cuts refused to close. Toushiro wasn't sure if she had any broken bones or not, or if she had taken a rather violent beating to the head.
"We'd better take her to Mayuri…fast"
"O stop your stupid blubbering, she'll be fine" Mayuri snapped at Orihime who still had worry pulling at her lips, as he flitted around the unconcious Rukia
"Really?"
"Yes! She's broken some ribs and her right tibia, a minor concussion but she'll live…now get out of my lab!...Shoo shoo!" the mad man ushered as he pushed Orihime and Toushiro out of his cherished lab
"I'm sure you have other people bother!"
Oh shit…Momo
An image of brown haired girl flashed briefly in Toushiro's mind
"Can you go home on your own Orihime?"
"Yeah, Thanks for all your help Hitsugaya" Orihime bowed politely
He nodded in response and jogged off
"Momo!" he called louder then intended as he walked into the hut. He heard canvas rustling then a gasp.
"You alright" he asked before lighting a nearby candle
"You scared me Shiro chan!"
"Toushiro!" he corrected as he stumbled his way over
He smirked as he looked down at the confused girl
"What are you smiling at?" Momo followed his eye line to her before flushing a bright red "It's not what it looks like! I just spilt the glass of water!"
"Yeah yeah….bed-wetter" Toushiro smirked, referring to the wet patch on her bed
"No! aw come on Shiro chan!"
"Bed-wetter!"
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