Y'ello!! Welcome to the final chapter of Refusing The Truth. I know it's sad, but all stories have to end eventually. But never fear. There will be more HitsuMatsu in the near future.

I would like to announce there is one more couple than i had intended in this final chapter and i hope you don't mind who it is. I won't say who though. Tee hee. Anyway, i hope you found this story to be as good as the actual movie, i worked hard on it.

I pray you enjoy these last moments. Enjoy.

Refusing The Truth

Chapter 7

The Final Chapter

I awoke to a bright room that had white all over. The light above me made it difficult to keep my eyes open. I groaned.

"Ah, I see you're awake Matsumoto-San." I looked over and Unohana was at my side, reading over a clipboard. "Unohana-San." I mumbled. I sounded like a croaky old woman. Yuck.

"Good news, your not dead!" Ikkaku said as he entered my room, I huffed. "No, but you will be in a second." I said with a smile and I tried sitting up. I managed to sit up, but then lean against the headboard for support. "Ooh! Scary!" He said sarcastically. "Hey, you better be nice or I tell someone your dirty little secret." I threatened.

Ikkaku froze. He knew I was talking about his bankai. "Ooh, she got you there Ikkaku, better do as she says." Yumichika said as he walked in. "Hiya Matsumoto." He greeted.

"Hey." I said. Ikkaku grumbled. "Last time I ever show you anything. Holding it over my head like that. How low!" He grunted.

"It's not as low as hiding it when you should be proud, it takes a lot to defeat a monster like that." I used code words to keep Unohana from understanding what I was talking about. "Well, I'd love to gloat about it, but that would mean cutting off my arm." He responded.

I understood that serving under Kenpachi was what he wanted, and I respected that. If I achieved bankai, I'd want to stay under Taicho too.

Speaking of Taicho...

"So what's happened? How bad am I?" I asked. I'll ask about Taicho in a second, better see how bad I was first.

"You're perfectly fine. When that ice block fell on you, it simply fractured a couple bones in your spine, but it was easy to fix. Although I recommend you don't take part in serious movements." She explained.

"How about everyone else?" I asked. "Everyone in Soul Society is perfectly fine, except for some members in 11th Division, but that's what they get for foolishly running off into a giant group of menos." She laughed. I couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, that's how we strengthen ourselves! We take pride in wounding ourselves!" Ikkaku argued.

I rolled my eyes, nothing's changed, so why should I expect them to.

"So am I free to go?" I asked. Unohana looked back at the clipboard. "Of course, just take it easy, and- Oh! By the way, I don't recommend going to find Hitsugaya-Taicho either." She said.

"Why not?" I asked. Was he...

"Nothing's wrong, it's just that he's disappeared. Nobody can find him. But don't worry, he'll be back." She assured. I was confused. "How do you know? How do you know he didn't run off again?" Ikkaku asked. I snarled at him, it was a warning. He immediately understood it.

"I know because he came by earlier." She said, my eyes snapped up to look into her content face.

"Madarame, isn't Zaraki-Taicho looking for you and Ayasegawa?" She asked, turning towards them with a smile. "Huh? I don't think-Ow!" Ikkaku groaned, Yumichika had elbowed him in the shoulder.

"Uh, that's right, I do remember Kusajishi-Fukutaicho calling for us. C'mon Ikkaku!" Yumichika said, dragging Ikkaku out by the back of his collar. "H-Hey! Yumichika!!" He growled. When they were gone and the door was closed, Unohana turned back to me.

"Hitsugaya-Taicho came by this morning. Asking about your condition. I told him you were just fine, and you'd wake up anytime now. You've been unconscious for four days." Four days?! I don't even remember going to sleep! I only remember following Taicho off the ice tower!

"Four days?" I mouthed. She nodded. "Yes, apparently you had collapsed from loss of blood after Kusaka was destroyed. Hitsugaya-Taicho and Kurosaki-san carried you in." She explained.

I still don't remember. "It's natural if you don't remember, Hitsugaya-Taicho also mentioned you hit your head when you passed out." Okay, that explained the memory loss, and the headache.

"So Hitsugaya-Taicho came by this morning and checked up on you. He even sat down and watched you for a few minutes. I left the room, but I know he was talking to you. I don't know what he said, but I could hear him from the other room. It was very healthy for you, to hear his voice." It was healthy sure, but I don't even remember hearing it.

"Anyway, after spending time by your side, he left and asked me to give this to you." She removed something from the clipboard and handed it to me. I stared at it. It was a piece of paper folded in half.

A million questions filled my head, but I could only narrow them down to one.

"So he just handed this to you, and told you to give it to me?" I asked. "Yes, I didn't read it. It's none of my business. But I'm assuming it's a request note for you." She said and handed it out further to me. I hesitantly took it.

Taicho wasn't exactly one for passing notes. Unless it was paperwork notes.

I stared at the paper. It had 'Matsumoto' written on the center of the folded side, with Taicho's handwriting. I opened it slowly.

'Matsumoto,

Please don't think suspicious of me, but I'd like to request your presence at the 10th Division training ground at 3:45 P.M. this afternoon. I'll be waiting.

Hitsugaya.'

I stared at the letter. It was a request note. But not one of those forms that captains have when requesting subordinates. It was just a blank sheet of paper, with Taicho's handwriting. Normally if he requested people, he'd sign them on request forms. But not today.

I smiled. This meant he wanted to see me.

I looked to Unohana. She was standing there, smiling. She put the clipboard down and went to her drawers. She pulled out a box and gently placed on the bed beside me.

"In there are your clothes, Isane washed them and sewed them up for you. And Haineko is in the other room, it's completely fine. And clean too." That was a relief. Only thing worse than a broken Zanpakuto was a dirty one.

Hey, Haineko is a hellcat. Cats like to be clean.

I opened the box and took out my clothes, my scarf falling onto my lap. I slowly got out of the bed, wincing when my back began to ache a little.

"If your back hurts too much, I could always give you another examination." Unohana offered.

I shook my head. "It's not necessary, it only hurts from being so stiff." I assured. She nodded. "Well, you go ahead and get dressed, I'm going to attend the guest outside." Unohana said.

She left the room before I could ask who the guest was. My mind was so hazy that I couldn't remember whose reiatsu I was feeling right now.

I put the thought into the back of my mind. I grabbed my hakama first. I slipped them on in a flash and then tied the knot to keep them secure.

I slipped off the white kimono Unohana must've put on me and put on my shirt. After making sure my clothes were presentable and I hadn't accidentally put anything on backwards. I put on my scarf.

Thankfully there was a full-length mirror in here, I didn't know why though. I looked at myself in the mirror.

The clothes were looking good. But my hair!

It looked like a freakin' haystack! I can't meet anyone with hair like this! And my eyes! I have bags under them! I looked like a woman who has never seen makeup in her life!

I looked up at the clock on the wall. 2:57 P.M. I still had time. I looked around the room. Hopefully Unohana kept a hairbrush at least somewhere.

I looked on the counters and saw nothing. So I dug in the drawers for something that could at least pose as a hairbrush. Nothing!

I looked in the cabinet above. Ah ha! Found one. Thank god!

I hurried back to the mirror and began brushing out the knots and tangles in my beautiful hair. At first it was damn near impossible to get all these knots out. But after working some of the major tangles, I managed to get my hair back to it's usual shine and softness.

I smiled. Now my hair was presentable. But what about my face? I can't walk around looking like a pale old lady!

I took the brush and put it back into the cabinet. I dug through the cabinet. No makeup.

I went to a set of drawers by the door. Bingo! It was makeup, but not Soul Society makeup. I guess that Hanataro kid brought makeup back for Unohana when he went to the living realm.

I took out the small bag and went back to the mirror. I didn't need to look like a supermodel, I just needed to look like my usual self.

I took out some eye shadow and began spreading it over my eyelids. The color was perfect to match my skin tone. After putting on a little, the bags vanished. I smiled.

I then took some blush and brushed it over my cheeks to give them my natural pink color. Now I didn't look like an old lady. Now I looked like me. I smiled widely and put the makeup back into the bag, the humans had very interesting cosmetics.

I slipped the bag back into the drawer, where it was before I moved it, and closed the drawer. Normally I wasn't so desperate for makeup, but with my current facial appearance, I would've scared a bear. I didn't understand why Unohana or Ikkaku didn't say anything.

Oh well, point was, I looked like my normal self again. Hopefully by the end of the day, I wouldn't need makeup to look normal.

I went back to the mirror and double checked me. Clothes were good, hair was perfect, face was beautiful as usual. I was ready to see anyone now.

Why don't you just admit you went through all that trouble to appear to Hitsugaya? Haineko grumbled.

"I did not! I don't want to appear to anyone looking like a bird's nest!" I growled.

Uh huh, keep telling yourself that. Haineko said. I grunted.

"Why would I go through trouble to look nice in front of Taicho? I simply didn't want to appear a mess." I assured.

Yeah, and I'm a heavenly being like Hyourinmaru. Haineko said sarcastically.

"Shut up. I only wanted to appear normal, nothing more. You don't know what Taicho wants to meet with me about any more than I do." I said.

Doesn't matter does it? I would've answered that, but a knock came to th door.

I looked once more into the mirror and did a quick twirl. Everything was good. "Come in." I called softly.

"Matsumoto-san?" I heard a shy voice say as the door opened. It was Momo. "Momo, I already told you it was okay to call me Rangiku." I said and she nervously stepped in.

She laughed weakly. "Rangiku." She corrected herself.

We stood in silence for a couple seconds. "So how are you feeling?" She asked. "I'm fine. My back is a little sore but I'll get over it." I waved a hand to dismiss the topic.

"I'm glad to hear it. Uh, that your doing well!" She said nervously.

"It's fine Momo. Was there something I could do for you?" I asked. "Oh! Uh... Actually I was wondering if you've seen Shiro-Chan?" She asked lowly. I looked over to the counter where I put down the note Taicho left for me and put my hand over it. I made it look like I was just leaning on the counter casually. I was a sly one.

"Actually no, I haven't. I just woke up a few minutes ago." I answered casually.

"You just woke up and you look so beautiful? Talk about beauty sleep." She said, amazed. I sweat dropped and laughed a nervous laugh. Talk about gullible.

But I couldn't exactly say I just dug through the room for makeup, or that I was about to meet Taicho.

"So, what was it you wanted Taicho for?" I asked. She looked towards the ground and fidgeted a little. "If your uncomfortable with answering, I understand." I said after she got silent.

"N-No! That's not it. It's just hard to find the right words to explain." She said and began twirling her fingers. I held out my hand for the bed, offering her to sit down. She slowly walked to it and plopped down. I walked over and sat next to her.

"Now, what is it your trying to say?" I asked. She took in a deep breath and sighed.

"Well, I wanted to find Shiro and talk to him about a couple things. Mostly about Izuru." She said nervously. Izuru? What does he have to do with anything? Unless...

I gasped. "You have a thing for Kira?!" I shrieked. "Shh!" She urged. I covered my mouth. "Sorry." I whispered. Her face went red and she stared at her feet.

"I don't know what to do. Izuru was the first thing I saw when I woke up, and ever since he and I have been hanging out and hardly leaving each others' side. I felt happy with him. After all, he was a good friend at the academy." She began to smile.

The only thing about Kira I knew really well was that he was a good drinker. I'd drink with him any day.

"Then again, I've known Shiro ever since we were kids. We grew up with one another and I feel like he's my little brother. But Izuru makes me feel like a real woman, not Bedwetter Momo." She laughed and I couldn't help but snicker at Taicho's nickname for her.

"Anyway. Izuru and Shiro are really important to me, but I don't know which is more important. My childhood fried, or a guy I've known since the academy." She went back to staring at her feet.

I sighed. "Momo..." I started. I wanted to put this as gently as possible. "Taicho really cares for you, you know that. And Kira does too. But if I know my Taicho, he isn't really about relationships. But Kira. Whenever I drink with him, he's always mentioning you." I said. Her eyes flashed to me.

"He does?" She asked, surprised. "Yup, he always says something like how pretty you are, or how sweet you are, or how he loves the way you're always trying." I was lying about a couple things, but it was mostly true. Mostly.

Her face was red and a smile was on her face. "And I know Kira really likes you. So my advice to you is get closure with Taicho, and go and confess to Izuru." I said with a smile.

I was actually surprised by Momo though. I was scared she'd be hung over Aizen the rest of her life. I guess she finally realized Aizen was gone and never coming back.

I felt right not to ask about her feeling towards Aizen at the moment.

"You're right." She said. "I love Shiro. But more like a brother. Izuru is actually more than a brother to me. He's like, how Aizen-Taicho used to be." I froze, please Momo, don't start crying.

"I mean I know everyone thinks I was in love with Taicho, but I was only in love with his character. He was admirable. I'm not looking to Izuru as a replacement, I'm looking to Izuru as a new beginning. So that I can find a way to heal, and start again." She closed her eyes.

I smiled. "I'm glad you're thinking that way Momo. And I'm really happy for you. But what're you still doing here?" I asked.

"Huh?" She mumbled, looking up at me. I pushed her to her feet. "C'mon! Go! You have to go confess to Izuru! Go!" I laughed and pushed her to the door. "B-But what if he doesn't feel the same way?" She said as I pushed.

"Are you kidding?! He'd never turn you down, he bites his own head off if he yells at you, he won't turn you down!" I giggled. I managed to get her to the door. I stopped pushing and she put her hand on the handle. "Oh!" She said suddenly. "I just remembered." She said and turned to me, with a great big smile.

"Thank you. For saving Shiro-chan. Rangiku." She said and bowed. Before I could answer, she turned and scurried out the door.

"Strange girl." I laughed. "Izuru will have a fun time dating that!" I giggled and looked at the clock.

3:29 P.M.

"Oh my god! I gotta get going!" I shrieked and ran out the door, almost crashing through it because I barely managed to open it before running through it.

"Thanks so much Unohana!" I shouted as I zoomed through the office and out of the Division.I ran through the Seireitei in a hurry. Taicho never did take well to tardiness, even though I was late for work every day.

A couple of shinigami greeted me and I would give them a simple hello. I didn't have time for any polite greetings. I had to meet Taicho.

On the way there I couldn't help but wonder what it was he wanted to discuss. Was it to talk about Kusaka or something? If it was something like that, I would be flattered. That he requested me personally to meet with him and talk about it.

I made back to the 10th Division in about six minutes. No sign of Taicho's reiatsu yet.

I went into the office for the first time in days. I inhaled the sweet aroma that filled the room, it smelled of memories. Every single item and inch of this room shared a different memory. Like the couch, how many memories could I count with that?

Or Taicho's desk. I remember how I was drunk one night and accidentally mistaken the desk for the couch. The most of that I could remember was Taicho screaming something about ink. He was really mad for about a week.

I let out a small chuckle. Looking at this room, I feel more appreciative about my time with Taicho, and my relationship to him. Even though we have a weird one.

Or at least, we had one.

I wasn't sure exactly how our relationship was at the moment. I mean, a lot has happened to the both of us, and I can't forget the fact that he left me twice, once involved leaving me on the verge of death.

I folded my arms closely to me. I hated thinking about that. It hurt more than when Gin left. For some reason, I began to compare Taicho to Gin.

Gin always left without a word. Then one day Taicho picked up his habit. I asked before and I'll ask again. Why is it everyone leaves me behind without saying a word?

I sighed. How stupid. I'm thinking about this again. I shouldn't be. It's over and done. The end.

Still. I can't help but feel like this hurts more than it should. I mean, in the beginning, I was so determined to find him. But now, I hate myself for starting to feel like I shouldn't have bothered.

"Matsumoto?" I heard and immediately froze. There it was, his presence, the very feel of it made me freeze, not just his voice. Soft as it was.

I turned around and Taicho was standing in the doorway. I smiled. "Hey Taicho. I thought you were going to the training grounds?" I asked. He just stood with an unreadable expression.

"I was on my way when I saw the door open." He murmured. The silence between us was awkward, like the first day we met as Taicho and Fukutaicho. The smile returned. I finally managed to break the silence.

"So what'd you wanna meet me about? What's the big secret?" I asked. His gaze dropped to the floor. "I actually wanted your company." He said and my head snapped up. He wanted my company?

"I know things have been really uncomfortable for you, and I made a huge mistake. But I was hoping you could forgive me long enough to accompany me somewhere." He said.

I felt as if my whole body had frozen over in an ice cube. He asked me of all people to go with him somewhere?

"Uh, sure. Where is it you want to go?" I asked. His expression turned grave. "Just follow me." He said and turned to walk out of the office. I jogged to catch up to him.

I wondered where it was he wanted me to go with him to. Was it some place secret? My mind began to wander to scenarios that would never happen in a million years. Like him suddenly stopping and saying I was the woman of his dreams.

Yeah right! Like that's ever happen.

Still, I couldn't stop the scenarios from running through my mind. I wasn't even aware we had reached our destination until I ran into his back as he stopped.

"Matsumoto." He didn't turn or anything, but I knew he wanted my immediate attention.

"Yes sir?" I said barely louder than a whisper. I took the silence as an opportunity to scan the area we just came into. We were in a cemetery. Why, I don't know. I supposed Taicho felt it necessary to visit someone.

"Matsumoto, I hoped you wouldn't mind visiting a grave with me. You're the only person I trust enough right now to be with me in a place like this." He explained and continued walking. We went through the cemetery in silence until we reached a grave.

This grave was old looking, and it had a cloak folded on the ground in front of it. I payed my respects to this unknown person and put my hands together to pray.

"Thank you Matsumoto." Taicho murmured. I wasn't sure if it was for coming with him or praying for this person. I sort of thought it was a little of both.

I stared at the tombstone. I could make out the markings engraved in it. It read a name.

I squinted to look closer. I let out an inaudible gasp. It was Kusaka's grave.

"Yes Matsumoto, this is the grave of Kusaka Soujiro. I've asked you to come with me because I trust you, and I felt you would help me find the strength to visit." I felt really surprised, was Taicho really saying this stuff? He never sounded so... so vulnerable.

"I... I'm honored you feel that way sir." I managed. His face looked so sad, even from my angle.

I watched as he reached inside his robe, and pulled out the broken Hyourinmaru that was Kusaka's. He gently placed it on top of the folded cloak and stood straight. Putting his hands together, and praying for a silent minute.

"Goodbye, Kusaka." I heard him whisper. I suddenly felt a pang of guilt. I didn't know why.

"Matsumoto." I snapped out of my guilt thought. "Y-Yes sir?" I asked. "I know things have been crazy and I am sorry. I'd also like to thank you. For everything." He said as he straightened his uniform. I smiled.

"Not a problem Taicho. It's a Fukutaicho's duty to watch her Taicho's back, no matter what!" I laughed and held up a fist. He just sighed but I detected a smile in there.

"Let's get back." He said and turned to walk out of the cemetery. I frowned. "Aw! We're going back to work now? Why don't we ditch and go to this nice onsen nearby, my treat!" I offered.

"You can go by yourself." He said sternly. I pouted. "Aw come on Taicho. It wouldn't be any fun without you. Your no fun Taicho!" He stopped.

I didn't see it coming, I swear I didn't. He took me by surprise. I would've never imagined he'd do it in my entire lifetime.

He had flashed in front of me, and pressed his lips to mine. For no reason I saw. I felt my eyes widen, and my vision shook.

My Taicho... was kissing me!!

Haineko was pretty satisfied and purred softly within me. I couldn't help it. My senses and thoughts of pure passion and feminine nature took over my thoughts as I closed my eyes, wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed him back.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and his hands climbed up my back, sending shivers and electro shocks all through my body.

I wasn't dreaming at all when I heard him groan incoherently. This was really happening. I knew it was. It felt all to real, yet surreal at the same time.

Taicho wasn't such a bad kisser either. He needed practice though. Lots of it, but not as much as some of the other men in Soul Society. I'd say he was a good 6 on a scale of 1 to 10.

I felt my heart wrench when he pulled away. I didn't let go of his shoulders though. I was afraid if I did that this blissful dream would end and I'd wake up for real in the hospital bed.

I stared into his beautiful blue-green eyes. Everyone always said they were abnormal, I said they were as precious as jewel shining in the sunlight. Those eyes were so lovely I drowned in them. Watching as he covered them every few seconds to blink.

"T-Taicho..." I whispered. I swear I wasn't expecting him to do that. Although it was one of those scenarios I thought about on the way here.

He stared with a hint of blush on his cheeks. I would've teased had I not been shocked by his own actions. His face was full of something, I couldn't tell.

It was almost unreadable. I could only catch the emotions of completeness and happiness in his face.

My reflection, in his perfect eyes, showed my face giving off the exact same expression. I smiled. He did too.

I took a chance and hugged his shoulders close to me and put my head on his shoulder, having to bend just a bit. I was still taller than him you know. I breathed in his scent. It was the exact same I could smell whenever I hugged him before.

That wonderful scent that would always intoxicate me for a just a few moments was allowing me to hold it in my arms. If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.

"Rangiku..." I heard him whisper my name. To be honest, that was the first time he had ever addressed me by my first name. It was always Matsumoto. But hearing him say my name made my heart flutter and dance in my chest.

Suddenly all my worries and thoughts about the recent events we had gone through vanished from my mind completely.

I now knew how my Taicho felt about me. And he knew how I felt about him. I didn't care if he left me those times, he came back to me. And this time, I'll make sure he stays.

Because he has managed to open the emotional bottle I've had sealed tightly all these years. A bottle not even Gin could open. This one man managed to make tears fall from my eyes. Tears that have not fallen from these eyes in over a hundred years.

Holding him like this, I felt those tears begin to return to my eyes. I felt so happy right now, I wanted to stay like this forever.

I couldn't hold back the words that touched my lips and begged to come out. I just couldn't, they threatened to choke me if I didn't say them now while I had the chance.

"I love you, Taicho." I whispered. At last I finally managed to figure out what my feelings towards Taicho was, and why I was in such pain before.

It was because I love him, and I'd do anything to keep him with me, forever.

"I love you too, Rangiku." He murmured in my ear. I couldn't help but let out a couple of tears of joy. My eyes closed as I snuggled into him more. He was so warm despite him being so icy all the time. "Now who's no fun?" He asked. i giggled so hard my sides hurt.

All this time I was refusing the truth. Always doubting my feelings and surfacing ones that didn't show me or others how I really felt.

But now I don't have to anymore. I can let them all out. I can accept the truth. And I can share it all with him, Hitsugaya Toshiro, for the rest of eternity.

I shall never refuse the truth again...

The End.

There you have it. I took the DiamondDust Rebellion, wrote it in Rangiku's perspective, and transformed it into a masterpiece of pure joy for all HitsuMatsu fans. I for one don't like Momo, but if she had to be coupled with someone, it has to be Izuru.

Well, that's the end of this story. But don't worry, you'll see them again in my other stories. As long as Toshiro and Rangiku exist, I shall carry on the duty of writing comedy/love stories about them! Don't you worry! Yeah!

So, this being the end, I hope you review your over-all thought on this story. No flamers please. Thank you. I hope to see you again real soon. -Bows-

Laterz!! RedPearlVoice.