A/n: I watched Rise of the Guardians twice and this idea of Jack Frost going up again Bleach's Toshiro Hitsugaya has been swirling in my head for a while so here it goes.

Disclaimer: I own neither Bleach nor Rise of the Guardians characters, only my imagination and the storyline.

"Blah blah blah": talk in English

Blah blah blah: Thought

"Blah blah blah": talk in Japanese

Frostbites

Chapter 1

Hollow sightings were rare in the western countries but it didn't mean they didn't happen. And when they did, Soul Society would send in a captain to handle the problem as swiftly and as promptly as possible before things got ugly. Because the other side of the world believed in a whole different spiritual world than the East and that fuelled their existence there. Call it territorial but spirits have a tendency to keep to their side of the world, sometimes living in denial of others like them. However if a Hollow were to appear, then duty comes first and all bets are off.

Still, Hitsugaya Toshiro wondered why of all the captains they had to send him.

Perched atop a rooftop, the captain of the Tenth Division gazed out at the quiet town, admiring the coat of snow that blanketed it. Usually he hated Western countries because their weathers were just unpredictable but since winter had brewed in just before his arrival, he was thankful.

Reaching into his haori, he pulled out his phone and checked the reports once more to be sure he got the details right. Several days ago, just after the western holiday called Easter, the Twelve Division detected the presence of a Hollow in this particular town. A field scientist was sent in for closer observation and found that the Hollow seemed drawn to the local school where they suspected a few children with potentially high spiritual awareness. That explained the Hollow's attraction to the town.

Hence, the need to send in a captain to access and handle the situation.

Toshiro wondered if Kurotsuchi had something to do with his assignment to this case. The mad scientist captain had been present at his briefing and not for the first time, Toshiro wondered if Kurotsuchi was keeping something more from him.

"Do try to bring back one of those specimens. Oh, how exciting!" was the last image Toshiro had of the maddened shinigami. "All the potential data from the western world!"

Not bloody likely, Toshiro thought with a frown. He tucked his phone away and sighed, pondering his next course of action. It seemed perhaps mingling amongst the children would be the best alternative.

A vein in his forehead twitched as it suddenly occurred why he was sent on this mission. "Bastard!" he snarled to no one in particular. "I am gonna kill that white faced freak when this is over!"

"Hey, who are you?"

Blinking in confusion at the unfamiliar voice that called out to him, Toshiro glanced down and standing in the middle of the street was a young brown-haired boy, looking straight at him. Toshiro thought to ignore him when it occurred to him.

"Wait a minute. You can see me?" Toshiro asked in surprise, automatically reverting to English as he dropped down to the street. Now and then, he would brush up on his foreign languages in case of assignments such as this. He doubted the other captains did.

The boy's wide eyes followed him, awe and amazement in them. "Sure I can. Man, you look just like him! Your hair is so white! Just like his! Is it real?"

Toshiro narrowed his green eyes on the boy. "Of course, it is!" then drawing in a deep breath, he reminded himself that this was only a child. "What's your name, kid?"

"I am Jamie. What about you?"

Odd, this kid seemed surprisingly at ease around him despite his foreign outfit and appearance.

"My name is Toshiro Hitsugaya." the captain said, recalling that in the west, their surnames came last.

"That's a weird name." the boy said with a frown. "Where are you from? That's a funky outfit by the way. Say, do you know Jack Frost? Are you related to him?"

"Jack Frost?"

"You know, the spirit of winter? The one who gives us snow days and the best snow ball fights?" the kid went on. "You two look very much alike, you know."

Interesting. This kid has seen the fabled Jack Frost. His exposure to the spirit's presence could be the reason why he could see Toshiro as well. And why the Hollows were flocking to this town like bees to honey.

"Did he do this?" Toshiro asked, toeing the snow-covered ground with his feet.

"Of course he did. Who else could have done it?" Jamie said as though it was the most obvious thing.

Toshiro pursed his lips to keep himself from impulsively answering that question as he crossed his arms in front of him. "Would you happen to know where I might find him?"

"Why?" Jamie asked. "Why do you want to know where Jack is? What's it to you?"

"I just have some questions to ask him." Toshiro said. This kid was too curious for his own good.

"Good luck with that." Jamie said. "He hasn't been back for the last three days. I think Santa called him to the North Pole."

Santa? Toshiro stared at the boy in disbelief before he slowly let out a sigh. The Guardians must really be getting rusty at keeping their presence a secret if one kid has seen both Jack Frost and Santa. Soul Society had briefed him on the Guardians anointed by a certain Man in the Moon but as for actually meeting one of them, Toshiro wasn't quite keen on that.

Besides the sooner he handled the Hollow problem, the sooner he could get back to Soul Society and his paper work which was probably just pilling up on his desk in his office.

Oh, and that was that other thing irked him about this mission. Matsumoto had so generously volunteered to accompany him despite him insisting he could handle it alone.

"Taicho!"

Speak of the devil.

Turning around to face his lieutenant, Toshiro felt a scowl working its way across his face as she drew closer. "Matsumoto…"

She bounded up to him in her gigai, her arms filled with shopping bags. "I love it here, Taicho!" she gushed excitedly. "The clothes are so pretty and different and better yet, they fit me just perfectly!"

A vein twitched in his temple as he resisted the urge to strangle the woman.

Rangiku Matsumoto beamed at her captain, oblivious or immune to his growing annoyance before finally noticing the little boy standing behind Toshiro's taller frame. "Oh, hello there. Did Taicho make a new friend? My name is Rangiku Matsumoto! You are?"

Toshiro cringed at her horribly accented English but Jamie merely seemed surprised at the presence of a full-grown woman.

"Jamie Bennett, ma'am." he said politely. "Please to meet you, Miss Ran-Rangiku."

"Aw! He's so cute!" she squealed. "Hey, Taicho. How come you can never be that polite to me?"

"Because politeness doesn't work with you." he replied tartly, crossing his arms in front of him. "Freezing your lazy butt to the chair however…"

She pouted. "That's so mean…" then she frowned, tilting her head to the side as she stared at the young boy with open curiosity. "Hang on. He can see you, Taicho?"

"Yes. He can." Toshiro answered in English for Jamie's benefit. "Jamie, who else in your town can see spirits?"

"Just me and a few other kids. You need to really believe to see Jack, Santa, Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny..." Jamie said.

Easter Bunny? "Well, just tell your friends to be careful." Toshiro said. "And if you see a monster with a white mask, run."

"I am not afraid. Jack Frost and the Guardians will protect us!" Jamie declared. "They did the last time against the Boogeyman."

Toshiro sighed before turning to Rangiku. "Make sure Jamie gets home safe, Matsumoto. I am going to have a look around."

"Yes, Taicho."

Leaving his second in command to take care of the child, Toshiro leapt onto the roof once more and watched as Rangiku and Jamie started walking down the street.

"How come you're not afraid of us? Don't you know it's not safe to talk to strangers?" she asked the boy.

Jamie's answer was honest and painfully innocently. "He looked so much like Jack that I thought they must be related or something and a friend of Jack Frost wouldn't hurt me…right? Besides, compared to Pitch, you guys seem okay."

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