Okay, so…I was bored one day and decided to write a Hitsugaya x myowncharacter story. Don't read it if you don't like mary sues, I'm warning you now. It's a cute story though so…-shrugs- Just try it out, I accept any types of reviews, but please don't flame. If you don't like it, at least provide helpful criticism. Thanks. R&R!

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The girl stepped out of the battle hall, proudly wearing her new captain's uniform. The marking for third division was clearly emblazoned on the back. Her lieutenant, Izuru Kira was waiting outside the doors, and she greeted him with a smile and a nod. Kira nodded back but didn't say anything. Kumori figured it would take a while before the Soul Society got used to a new third division captain. Now then, where was Hitsugaya? She had to tell him the good news.

Ryuhana Kumori was once a member of the noble house of Ryuhana, but since its downfall years ago, the sacred house was now only a legend. Its members were scattered across Soul Society and the world of the living. Why had the Ryuhana House fallen so hard? Because the Kuchiki House had overthrown it. Thus Kumori strayed well from the sixth division buildings, quickly making her way to tenth division where she knew her friend would be doing paperwork and waiting for the news.

She walked into the tenth division office right when a Hell Butterfly was leaving, probably there to announce the news. Kumori mentally cursed, she had wanted to surprise Hitsugaya herself. She watched as he turned around, and Kumori couldn't help but smile and stare for a few moments. The wisps of his silver hair, his deep green eyes, he was…in her opinion, more than a friend.

"Hey, I heard you made it," Hitsugaya said curtly. Kumori sighed. And then he spoke in his usual sarcastic fashion and ruined her fantasies.

"Yeah," she swept a hand through her mid-length black hair and looked back at him, "I did." There was silence for a few moments, and then she said, "Hey, does the new third division captain get a welcome?"

Hitsugaya averted her gaze, looking to his right, "sorry, bad memories with the old captain."

Kumori frowned, "Gin is gone now. I'm the new captain…" she sighed and tilted her head back, "I wonder who's going to be the fifth and ninth division captains…?"

Hitsugaya looked at her again and smirked in his usual way, "we'll find out soon enough." He walked over to his desk and sat down, "you probably have paperwork piling up on your desk that Ichimaru was supposed to do. Maybe Kira got done with most of it though. At least you have a diligent lieutenant, unlike me."

Kumori laughed and pulled up another chair, "but you're good at paperwork Hitsugaya, I don't have the patience for it."

Hitsugaya didn't meet her gaze, and there was no chance of expression on his face as he organized the papers before him, "it's Captain Hitsugaya."

Kumori shrugged, "alright, Captain Hitsugaya."

Hitsugaya turned around, but instead of glaring like he would any other person, he had that smug smile on his face, "Kumori, can I ask you something? You have a lot of knowledge about…" he blushed a little at the moment, "crushes and such. What would you do if your lieutenant keeps bugging you about liking someone?"

Kumori burst out laughing, and she could see Hitsugaya was scowling, but blushing lightly at the same time, "well, it would first depend on whether I actually did like them."

Hitsugaya crossed his arms and scowled more, knowing Kumori was being difficult, "and if you did?"

Kumori raised an eyebrow, "well, then I would tell my lieutenant that they should mind their own business."

Now it was Hitsugaya's turn to raise an eyebrow, "and what if you didn't like them?"

Kumori shrugged, "then I'd yell at them for even accusing me of it."

Hitsugaya turned back around in his chair, "right…" He took out his pen and began filling in paperwork, "you should probably go. It isn't a new captain's job to sit around and idly chat with another captain."

Kumori regarded him with her violet eyes for a moment, and then stood up and walked out. She saw Matsumoto coming in from another door though, and couldn't resist eavesdropping for a bit.

"So do you like her?" Matsumoto asked, that mischievous smile on her face as usual. She parked herself on the chair Kumori had been sitting on and propped her hand on her elbow, and her elbow on her thigh, "well Captain?"

Hitsugaya scowled again, "mind your own business Matsumoto."

Kumori sighed; it was obvious Hitsugaya liked her. Hinamori she meant. The two were always talking; Hitsugaya often visited her in the fourth division wing, though he never spoke. They had such a past together…and they were perfect for each other. With tears in her eyes Kumori looked up at the sky, "I'll never be like her…not to Hitsugaya…"

She morphed into her second form. After a few seconds she became a small, falcon sized dragon, with black purple scales and deep violet eyes. Silver shimmers adorned her body, and she stretched out her wings and exhaled a tongue of shadow material. Taking to the sky, small tears fell from her face. Shinigami would be wondering why it was drizzling lightly in some places when there were no clouds in the sky.

She sat in the privacy of her office, trying to concentrate on paperwork but not really succeeding. Her thoughts kept flying to Hitsugaya. If only she could have him…if only he liked her…but they were no more than friends.

A loud alarm caused her to throw her pen into the air in surprise. It landed on the floor with a clatter as the announcement rang out that several powerful hollows were on the ground of Seiritei and needed to be destroyed. Grabbing her zanpaku-to: Mayonaka (which meant "Dead of Night"), she raced to the grounds using her high speed shunpo. She was surprised to see that there were no other shinigami there. Third division was one of the farthest from the training grounds, other shinigami should've been long here.

She dashed toward one hollow and powered up her sword with shadows, then leaped and sliced at it. The hollow leaped to the side and grabbed her with its other hand. Kumori quickly swung her sword, sending out a shadowy crescent that sliced the hollow's skull. Another hollow lunged at her and she jumped out of the way, and then leaped up and stabbed the hollow on the head, killing it. Suddenly something hit her back and she fell to the ground, gasping. She turned around and saw it: the Night Wolf. A hollow that had been plaguing Soul Society for centuries and never destroyed, it had just spit a dark aura at her. Now it stalked toward her, its prey, its grey eyes sparkling with menace.

Kumori stood shakily and held her sword above her head, point aiming at the hollow. The Night Wolf lunged, and Kumori rolled out of the way, but underestimated the hollow's speed and gasped as sharp fangs dug into her side. One black paw held her down while the other slashed at her chest, tearing open three gashes going from her shoulder to her waist on the other side. Kumori cried out in pain, and struggled as the Night Wolf bent down, its fangs exposed.

A giant dragon of ice plummeted into the wolf's side, sending it flying. It howled and ran off into the woods as Kumori struggled to stand. She gasped as pain seared through her and blood poured from her deep wounds. She fell backwards again, but was caught. She looked up into Hitsugaya's emerald eyes.

"Ryuhana! Why did you challenge the Night Wolf? No one shinigami alone could've destroyed that hollow!" Hitsugaya shouted at her.

Kumori sighed, "I didn't…he came after me, and I wasn't paying attention…" She began coughing, blood splattering the front of Hitsugaya's uniform. There was pain, so much pain…

Hitsugaya looked worried, "why didn't any other shinigami arrive? I came when I could, but the streets were empty. It's like no one heard the alarm." Kumori winced in pain, and Hitsugaya instantly focused on her, "let's get you to the fourth division. Are you alright?" He picked her up and began dashing to the fourth division as fast as he could.

Kumori was nearly unconscious, her eyelids drooping as she slowly slipped off into darkness. She didn't even notice that she had murmured, "as long as you're here…"

She woke to a bright sunlight, lying in a bed. She had expected that, and as she looked to her right, Hinamori laid there, the breathing mask over her face as usual. Kumori's chest was wrapped up and she was stiff and couldn't move. If she did, pain was the only thing she felt. She noticed that Hitsugaya stood by Hinamori's bedside, and Kumori felt a surge of jealousy.

Hitsugaya then looked up, a look of relief in his eyes as he walked over to Kumori, "hey, are you feeling better?"

Kumori was surprised to note that his voice wasn't harsh as it usually was, but calm and soothing, "um…I'm alright…" She bit back another cry of pain as she spoke.

Hitsugaya noted her wince and frowned, "don't speak if you can't." Kumori smiled at him, but didn't really listen.

"How's Hinamori?" she asked, a little bit of a snarky tone creeping into her voice. She bit back another cry of pain as her chest protested.

Hitsugaya must've sensed her dislike for the topic and quickly said, "She's doing well, I guess." There was silence again as Hitsugaya crossed his arms and looked away. The awkwardness of the moment descended upon them like a blanket, a thick woolen blanket. Finally Hitsugaya turned around again, blushing, "I heard what you said."

Kumori looked at him with a confused expression, "what do you mean?"

Hitsugaya hesitated for a moment, "what you said while I was carrying you to the fourth division office." There was silence while Kumori stared at Hitsugaya, blinking uncomprehendingly. Hitsugaya twitched, "don't act like you don't know!"

Kumori was taken aback, "I really don't know! I was half dead when you were carrying me back! I could've been speaking gibberish!"

Now it was Hitsugaya's turn to be stunned, and when Kumori started coughing from over-exertion, Hitsugaya instantly rushed to her and bent down over her, "Ryuhana…I'm sorry…" He was turning a little pink on the cheeks as he slid his hand under her head, supporting her and feeling utterly helpless.

When Kumori stopped coughing, she moaned in pain and lay back down, gazing up into Hitsugaya's brilliant green eyes. Once again she was lost in them. Hitsugaya sighed and stood up again, blushing, "I shouldn't have…"

Kumori smiled faintly at him, "it's alright, I understand." There was silence again, and then Kumori piped up, "what did I say anyway?"

Hitsugaya blushed even more, "well, I had asked you if you were alright and…" he paused, "and you said…"

Kumori prompted him, "I said…?"

Hitsugaya sighed, blushing for all he was worth, "you said 'as long as you're here.'"

Once again silence reigned through the room, and now it was Kumori's turn to blush. She had said that? What a fool she was. Now Hitsugaya knew…and he didn't even like her. She mentally slapped herself on the forehead and wished she could just disappear into a hole right then.

Hitsugaya coughed, embarrassed, and looked at her, "I'll visit you later, alright? I uh…should go and do some paperwork or something…" Kumori was too embarrassed to even nod, and heard the footsteps as Hitsugaya walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.