Feeling Terrified

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"Urahara! Urahara!" Toshiro yelled as he burst through the doors suddenly. Peeping his head from behind a stack of boxes, Kisuke caught sight of the white-haired male. "Hitsugaya-taicho, it's awfully late and the kids are asleep– oh my is Nasako-chan alright?" Kisuke gasped. Toshiro panted as he kicked off his shoes, babbling to himself about hollows. Without further questioning, Kisuke gathered the frail shinigami into his arms and headed down the hallway. Kicking a door along the way he called for Tessai to wake up and prepare some other machine.

Toshiro, frazzled out of his wits ran his fingers through his white locks and thought hard. He was sure his brain was going to explode with all that was churning in the squeaking wheels of his mind. There were so many things to consider in this moment; the fact that Nasako has ventured on her own so many times in the past week and this happened now. There was nothing there as far as his eyes could tell him but the reiastu was at the scene and he couldn't deny it. Though, just because he couldn't see it meant Nasako couldn't have either. By the time he made it down the street he heard her screaming at something to name who it was. It was all too confusing for him.

Releasing a suppressed sigh, Toshiro jumped at the sound of a blood curdling scream. He ran down the hall and tripped twice until he pushed the doors open to where the scream came from. Cerulean eyes picked up the sight of Nasako hissing at Kisuke who tried to hook her up to some contraption while Tessai held her down. "Nasako-chan, please we're just trying to help, calm down please," Kisuke begged, lowering the wires. Nasako said nothing but bared her teeth like some kind of wild animal. The blonde-haired male turned to look at Toshiro, licking his lips carefully, "She's unresponsive to everything right now. She won't say anything," he briefed. Toshiro remained silent, watching his third seat precariously.

"What do you think did this?" Kisuke asked quietly, standing up from his knelt position to advance towards Toshiro.

"There's nothing wrong with her, she's just scared," Toshiro guessed continuing to gaze at Nasako.

"Oh, I'm aware there's nothing wrong with her. I just want to know what scared her this bad to the point of her being so fierce,"

"She's just scared," the taicho repeated. Just scared, he echoed in his mind to reassure himself. There couldn't be something wrong with her, could there? Toshiro sighed thoughtfully before pushing aside Kisuke, "Leave me alone with her for a bit," he commanded. Kisuke nodded silently and motioned for Tessai to follow, leaving the two shinigami alone in the room.

They stared at each other from across the room in a deafening silence, both watching the other carefully. It was like time itself had stopped for a brief moment before his cerulean eyes picked up the glistening droplet slide down her cheek.

"Taicho," she whispered it so quietly he wasn't even sure if she said it. It was so odd and terrifying to see her – this girl he's fallen so head over heels for, the one girl who was cold and stoic and careless and everything in between – show so much vulnerability. He wasn't prepared for any of this; the inner turmoil he felt deep in the pit of his stomach and swirls of emotions that collided painfully. This wasn't the girl he chose as a temporary lieutenant nor was it the girl he's in love with. He knew in that instance he would get to the bottom of it, no matter what.

Toshiro took a step forward and knelt down beside her and even before he could say anything, she threw herself into his arms. He felt the foreign sobs shake through her body into his as he awkwardly wrapped an around her back. "Are you okay? How do you feel?" he asked her in a small voice as she continued to cry – something he wished would stop soon, it made him really uncomfortable. Nasako said nothing as she buried her face in the crook where his neck and shoulder met, squeezing his torso a little harder while she tried steadying her breath.

"I'm feeling terrified. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm so scared," she told him in a near silent voice, words regaining their balance. Toshiro sighed audibly, placing his free hand on the back of her head and ran his fingers against the fine hairs carefully. He had noticed earlier that Nasako's hair was completely snow white now, just like his own with daunting blue eyes that stared back at him. It was a little unsettling to watch someone undergo a change like that, and he was determined to figure out what was wrong with her.

"It's okay, I'm here now, " Toshiro tried bravely, hoping that she'd believe him right now. The last thing he'd want right now was an argument. "I'll keep you safe, I promise," he told her as he pulled his third seat closer into his warmth.

They sat in silence for what seemed an eternity when Nasako had finally calmed down enough to speak without a shaking voice. "Let me see Haru," was the first thing she told him as she pulled herself away from him. Toshiro gaped at her.

"What?"

"Please, just let me see him. Whatever attacked me earlier is coming back I know it. I don't want a human involved I'm going to break up with him... Just please, Taicho let me see him one last time," she pleaded, voice straining painfully. There was a triumphant wave that swept over him in that brief moment but it faltered when he realized she still cared about that human. It sickened him to the point of vomiting but he complied nevertheless.

"Okay, fine. I'm not going to be happy about it, but you can see him. When are you going to break it to him?" Toshiro asked. Nasako sighed and reached behind her and pulled out the small phone.

"Right now," she deadpanned as Toshiro gawked at her.

"Don't you know what time it is?" he asked, leaning back onto his palms.

"I don't care about what time it is, I want to see him now and get it over with, okay?" Toshiro rolled his eyes; she was getting back to her old self. As Nasako placed the phone up to her ear, he watched her carefully and took note of how her lips still quivered. Her eyes, now a matching shade of vibrant turquoise matching his own, were hollowed out with fear and confusion and still red from the recent sobs.

Acting on an impulse, he leaned up quickly to place his lips on her own. Toshiro didn't even have to look to know that she was surprised by the sudden act, but he smiled against her lips as she eased herself onto them. The kiss was short lived when Nasako pulled away to greet Haru who picked up on the other line irritably. He tuned out what was being said, not caring about what would happen next.

As long as Nasako was fine and functional again, Toshiro could rest easy. Even more so with the fact that she was breaking up with that human – don't get any weird ideas; Toshiro would rather die again than consider himself jealous of Haru, as stated before, and it was in his best interest that he'd like the human away from their shinigami business. The sound of a phone snapping shut pulled him from his thoughts when Toshiro went back to gaze at Nasako.

"What did he say?" Toshiro asked, not mildly interested thought just to get her talking.

"He's coming over right now,"

"Why couldn't you have broken up with him over the phone?" Nasako cast him a dirty glance.

"That's rude, you're not supposed to do that," he rolled his eyes at that comment. He stared at her for a moment more before outstretching his arms, "Come here," he commanded as she furrowed her brow.

"Why?" she asked skeptically with a look of disgust on her face. She really is back to normal, Toshiro thought to himself.

"Let's make out," he learned the word from a television show Kurosaki had shown him a while back and from what it meant, it was all he ever wanted to do with his third seat. She scowled at him and shoved a hand in his face.

"That's gross," Nasako told him and all he could do was smirk.

"Glad to see that you're back to normal so quickly," Toshiro thought aloud while it was her turn to roll her eyes. "Yeah, okay drop the subject please, it's something I'd rather not talk about," Nasako informed him venomously with narrowed eyes.

He opened his mouth to say something witty but closed it, realizing that that wouldn't be a good idea. Just then, Kisuke pushed the doors open and glanced at the two.

"Everything okay?" he asked as the two nodded. He grinned, "Well that's good to know. Nasako-chan, you're feeling better, yes?" she nodded at that as well. "Good, good. Ah, there's also someone at the door for you," Nasako sighed and pushed herself up from the ground. Toshiro did the same though he looked back at Kisuke who lingered in the room while Nasako walked past him.

"Is she okay now?" he whispered. Toshiro nodded curtly.

"She seems to be fine, nothing really out of the ordinary," Toshiro told him from his own knowledge.

"That's good. Do you think she'll be fine with me running some tests?" Toshiro shrugged.

"Probably. She wants this thing out of her as soon as possible from what I could tell. It's really bothering her and she wants it gone before it comes back," Kisuke nodded, agreeing completely.

"I would feel the same if I were in her position. Say, Hitsugaya-taicho, who was that boy at the door that came to see her?" Toshiro scoffed and crossed his arms.

"Her human boyfriend. She's breaking up with him because she's afraid something will happen to him," the shopkeeper breathed a soft 'ah' and kept his mouth shut. As if on cue, a sickening presence swept over the two shinigami as they glanced at each other worriedly. They quickly hurried out of the backroom and to the front where they saw Haru standing in the door way staring painfully at Nasako.

Another wave swept over the two when the human stormed off from the door to which Nasako sighed rather loudly.

"Did you feel that?" Toshiro asked without looking at Kisuke.

"Yes, of course. Do you think it was the human?" Toshiro wrinkled his forehead and proceeded to frown.

"There's no way. He's just a human with an insignificant amount of reiastu," Toshiro told Kisuke who nodded.

"Could it have been a hollow?" Kisuke tried with the same baffled expression.

"If it was a hollow, I think we would've known,"

"That is true. Maybe it was the human. Hitsugaya-taicho, you should keep a close eye on the human and watch out for whatever that was. If it happens again notify me right away," Kisuke said to Toshiro who nodded.

"Of cou–" he was cut short by Nasako who turned to face them both.

"What are you guys talking about?"

AN: Hey hi yo, it's been like five months yeahhh. I'll keep this note short because it's 2 in the morning but I've had MAJOR writer's block with this chapter and Toshiro is probably really OOC but whatever. I'm gonna go to bed now so if you could review that would be stellar.