Chapter 1
It had been years since he'd lost her. She was the only one who could every make him lose control, catch him off guard. Something that wasn't an easy task.
Seven years later, he found her again. She was reborn in no where else but Karakura town, the place almost being an omen. He almost didn't recognize her--it was hard for him not to imagine the girl lying on the bed, needing aid just to breath. She had once been strong, independent--and she ended as something so fragile--everything broken from her body to her mind and spirit.
He would only ever know her as Hinamori Momo, even though in this life her given name was Keiko. Somehow it didn't fit her--he knew for a fact that, with him at least, she hadn't been respectful in the least. Even so, he'd give anything for her to call him Hitsugaya-kun again.
Throughout the past few years, he had managed to stop three Hollow attacks on her without her being aware of them. Her reiatsu was higher than ordinary humans--most likely from her past self--and had a tendency to make her come across as a snack.
Sighing now, he watched her talking with a group of friends, a huge smile on her face. She was so happy here--like she used to be, before either of them had become shinigami. Sometimes he'd like to walk up to her and see if she could see him--chances were high, much like how Ichigo once had--but he knew that if she could, it would possibly take away her chance at a normal life. And he wouldn't do that. Instead he hid in the shadow when he came to see her.
Allowing himself a smile, he stood up on the branch before taking off in a flash, putting his shunpo to good use, he made his way back to Soul Society. He knew most frowned at his 'obsession', as they put it. He preferred to return before most knew that he was gone. They just didn't understand that he had to know. For now, he did.
She was happy.
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Ulquiorra knew the moment that white-haired shinigami had returned to Soul Society. All traces of the rather impressive reiatsu were gone. Glancing towards the silver band around her wrist that hid his own spiritual pressure, he inwardly smirked. Szayel had successful put them a step before Soul Society with this invention. They would never know he was there.
He couldn't deny the fact that he had initially been very disappointed with this mission. What was so important about this girl--what did Aizen see in her that was so useful? He had a suspicion that she had been such a good pet the first time around that Aizen saw it as some cruel game. Ulquiorra didn't see it as anything other than that, not that he minded.
In fact, now that he knew there was a shinigami watching her, a captain even, he could see this turning into an eventful game of his own. Captain Aizen was positive that this girl's reiatsu was strong enough for her to see him. He was only to approach her while she was alone, at least until Szayel finished the new project that would be something equal to the shinigami gigai.
Hearing a bell ring, he noticed all of the students gathering their lunches, hurrying to make it back inside the school before classes started. He kept his eyes on the girl, watching as she laughed with her friends. She was naïve, almost not worth the effort had there not been a threat from Soul Society involved. That quality of hers, however, the one that made her trust others easily, could prove to be fun to work with.
From what he knew of her last moments in Soul Society, a tale that Ichimaru would sometimes go on about with his constant smile, she would soon be broken again.
This was just a prologue, after this every chapter will be at least 1,000 words long. Next up: Hinamori meets Ulquiorra. R/R if you'd like to read more!