Chapter 1: Die Today, Live Two And A Half Years Later...

"Damnit!" Ichigo cursed as he killed the seventh hollow. It was nothing but a freezing tundra in Karakura town today, and that was not good for our fellow shinigami. Ichigo and Rukia, who have married just recently within the past four months, were now the proud captain and lieutenants of division 10 of soul society. After the tragic war almost three years ago, much of the shinigami were killed, and their forces were spread to thin. Many of the captains and their lieutenants found themselves working harder on cleaning up hollows from places than paper work, even though progress grew a bit better after time passed. Even for Ichigo and Rukia, killing hollow after hollow was tiring as it was even now. Today felt different however. There was something about the blizzard itself that seemed unusual, let alone the hollow activity. Normally the hollows wouldn't even dream of missing out on a chance to eat another soul, but there was something in the blizzard itself that seemed to be attracting all the vast number of hollows.

"Where the hell are they all coming from?!" Ichigo yelled to Rukia. Even though she was running right next to him, the blizzard gave off a menacing howl as they kept going deeper into it, making it feel like the average volume of sound being nothing more than a mere pebble hitting against a rock. Rukia just gave him an annoyed stare before looking back ahead.

"Quit complaining." She stammered. "It's just a bit of cold weather, what's the problem?"

"Easy for you to say!" He complained back. "Your use to the fricken cold, I'm not!" He stammered.

"Look if you keep complaining, your sleeping right back on the couch!" Rukia shouted back, causing Ichigo to go into a more panicked expression.

"Ok, that was not even close to funny, you shouldn't joke about things like that! You know how the pull-out-bed always gives me back problems!" Ichigo said worriedly. Before the ongoing banter between the two could continue, they looked ahead of themselves as they heard the shrill cries of a child. "Did you hear that?" Ichigo asked, even though he was sure Rukia would agree. As expected, Rukia nodded yes.

"It's close, I can sense the hollows up ahead!" Rukia statted as she began to run ahead of Ichigo.

"Hey, wait up!" Ichigo demanded as he began to pick up the pace. The two felt as the harsh rush of the blizzard snow blow back against their faces. They could tell wherever they were heading towards they were getting towards the source of the strange blizzard, seeing how it only grew stronger the deeper they went into it. Along the way they even had to deal with hollows, although they were nothing more than mere plain hollows who were capable of being killed in one blow, wasting no time to find the source of the child's screaming. Finally, after much trecking through the snow, they came upon a large tree completely covered with snow. Around the tree were large hollows, all smashing at the tree as if trying to get inside. There was no doubt that whoever was inside of it. They easily dispatched the hollows before regrouping again.

"Someone's inside." Rukia commented, feeling around the tree as if to find an opening. It didn't take much work before she pushed through a somewhat thick wall of snow, pulling some snow out as the light peered inside the dark hollow tree. Rukia's eyes perked up a bit as she found a small child shivering inside the tree. What really caught her intrest was seeing the white hair on the boy's head, and a tint of light blue in his eyes. The boy looked terrified as he looked at Rukia, only surprising Rukia more as she realized he could see her.

"Hey Rukia, did you find anything in there?" Ichigo asked, noticing how Rukia was blocking the entrance and view of the inside of the tree.

"Yeah, a little kid. He can see me though." Rukia replied, surprising Ichigo. Ichigo simply looked around the snowy blizzard, feeling two things at the current time: uneasiness, and familiarness. It wasn't the fact the kid could see him that caused him the uneasiness, it was the fact that the kid was all alone by himself. He walked around the tree a bit, not sure what to be looking for, only that he felt like something should be there. The familiarness came from the fact the cold didn't exactly feel like regular cold, it was more like a cold that came from riatsu, but the strange part was he only knew of one person with a cold riatsu like this. He came to a stop though as he gazed at the horror of what he saw: Burried in the snow were two average looking adults, with blood covered around them as well. They were right next to each other, assuming they were the kid's parents.

"Oh no..." Ichigo whispered to himself. "Rukia, I think you should come look at this." Ichigo said. Rukia looked back out, feeling a sense of uneasiness in his voice, knowing that something was wrong.

"Wait right here, I'll be right back." Rukia said, as she backed out of the tree. Rukia walked around the tree until she saw Ichigo, standing over the dead corpses. "Oh dear..." She commented as well. Both of them looked at each other, feeling depressed about what happened. They both could tell that the kid's parents were most likely hiding the kid as they escaped from the hollows, although as to whether or not they could see the hollows as well remained a mystery. "What are we going to do then? We can't just leave him here." Rukia said concerned.

"Well then what do...uh oh..." Ichigo stated, looking behind Rukia with a more concerned and worried look. Rukia looked behind her before her eyes widened seeing the saddened face on the kid. His lips quivered as he whimpered a bit, still shivering as well. Even though the snow went up to his knees, being only as high as Rukia's foot to her knee, he began walking over slowly, stopping for a moment as he shivered again, then took another step. As he got to Rukia though, Rukia quickly kneeled and grabbed him as she saw him beginning to fall. He looked back with tears rolling down his eyes before he began to cry into Rukia's kimono.

"Oh, there there..." Rukia cooed a bit, rubbing the back of kid's head softly. The both of them felt sorry for the young boy, considering they both felt some form of abandonment once in their lives. For Ichigo, it would be when he lost his mother to Grande Fissher, and for Rukia, it would be when Hisana was forced to abandon her for her own good. She loved finding out about her sister and never resented her in the least for doing so, but she still wished she could've learned more about Hisana before she died. Ichigo simply looked back at the corpses, squeezing his fists in anger. He gritted his teeth at the thought that one of the hollows he killed used to be the kid's parents before they were transformed into hollows as well. He looked back though as he heard the kid sneezing again, beginning to shiver as he through his arms around himself.

"He's going to freeze to death if we leave him out here." Rukia said worriedly as she wrapped him around in her kimono, holding onto him somewhat tightly to warm him up.

"Let's take him back home with us Rukia. There's no way we can abandon him out here." Ichigo replied. Rukia nodded as the two of them suddenly flashed stepped away from the scene. They instantly reappeared at their tall house, quickly grabbing the key's in Ichigo's kimono's pockets and unlocking the door. The two of them rushed inside and slammed the door tightly, keeping the cold from crawling in with them. Ichigo sighed a bit relieved to be out of the blizzard before looking back at the small kid cuddled in Rukia's kimono, who was sitting on the couch at the time, continuing to whimper as tears continued to roll down his eyes.

"So what do we do?" Ichigo asked, concerned. "You know more hollows will just come for him if we send him away..." Ichigo added. Rukia simply stared a bit at the small child, feeling the same worry and sorrow for the small kid as Ichigo was, and knew that he had a point. Simply sending him to an orphanage or something would only bring bad luck to others since it would attract hollows to come for him. Rukia closed her eyes for a moment, breathing in through her nose before letting out a quiet yet long sigh, then looked back at Ichigo.

"You know...there is one idea I do have..." Rukia said, looking back at the kid.

"Well? What is it?" Ichigo asked, wanting to hear something good as of now. To be honest, any kind of good news would have satisfied him to hear. He was completely crushed to know about all that had happened, and esspecially after they realized they had the deceased captain in Rukia's arms at the time.

"Well...you know how we've talked about having a child and everything..." Rukia began. Ichigo didn't need her to finish her sentence as he knew what she was going to say. It was true that they wanted to have their first child within a few years. However, they both thought, their friends and family esspecially, thought they needed practice first in how to raise a child, considering they would be the shinigami parents of a kid as well. Ichigo just sighed a bit as he sat next to Rukia, resting one around her shoulder as he gently pulled her head closer till she leaned it against his chest.

"Yeah, I get it Rukia." Ichigo said, smiling a bit, even though he was still worried about the kid himself. Neither of them could tell if it was true, but if they didn't know any better, they would've thought that the kid resembled Hitsugaya in a lot more ways than one. The only problem was that neither of them knew if it was true. They did know about reincarnation and everything, but to simply think it was real and that this was Hitsugaya was another big thing, especially after what happened during the winter war............

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Flashback.....

The shinigami were all wounded and tired of their intensive war they've been under with the arracnar and espada. Many shinigami who were wounded were even still fighting as the others rested. So far, many arracnar, and only one espada had been defeated so far, yet the sheer strength and number of those remaining seemed endless and tiring. Hitsuguya flew back towards Kira to check up on Momo, hearing about her somewhat fatal wound. As he got there, he gave a small smile as he saw she was already back on her feet, seeming to be well and living.

"Well well, looks like your doing fine." He commented. Momo smiled a bit, although she was deeply concerned with the wounds that had covered all over Hitsugaya's body. He was bleeding profusely all around, esspecially from the head. He was even slouching forward a bit as he continued to stand, just showing that standing itself was making him somewhat tiresome. And yet she was deeply happy, happy to see that her old friend was alright as well. Even as she was healed she could feel as Hitsuguya was losing riatsu constantly as he continued to fight the 3rd espada, and yet he still won.

"I wish I could say the same to you." She replied, jokingly. They both just chuckled a bit, happy that each other was ok. Their enjoyment was short lived however, as shinigami and arracnar alike stopped in their places. A massive spiritual pressure had filled the vicinity of the fake Karakura town, all emanating from one point. All eyes turned to where the large flame had just dissipated, revealing the three most powerful people who were responsible for the catastrophe: Tousen, Gin, and especially, Aizen. Hitsuguya looked back as he heard Momo shaking her Zanpakto. At first he thought she was scared about the sudden predicament. But as he looked deep into her black filled pupils, he saw hatred and anger in her eyes, continuing to grit her teeth tighter by the second. His eyes widened as he knew what she was planning.

"Momo no!" Hitsugaya yelled. The sound didn't even reach her ears as she was already headed towards Aizen. "Damn it!" He cursed to himself. Still in his bankai state from earliar, he quickly rushed towards her, trying to stop her from fighting someone he knew she couldn't beat. He thought it was foolish of her to try to kill someone as strong as Aizen, but considering all that's happened to her he could understand why. Gin stretched his arms as he inhaled deeply before letting out a long drawn out sigh.

"Ahhh, that was a rather refreshing sauna." Gin joked. He looked curiously upon the sight of Momo charging right at them. "Well well, looks like an old friend of yours is coming to say hi." Gin commented. Aizen simply smirked at the sight of his old lieutenant coming towards him, knowing she wanted revenge for all he did.

"AIIIIIZEEEEEEEEEEN!" She shouted in fury, screaming to the top of her lungs. With no hesitation, she shot out a firry orb from her blade, practically the size of the sword itself, straight towards Aizen.

"Shit..."" Hitsugaya cursed to himself silently, knowing the minute she was going to attack she would die varily soon after. Aizen simply retained the same calm expression even as the orb came closer, seeming to grow in size with less distance. He simply held out his hand in front of him just as the orb was about to strike. Momo looked at it in disbelief. It wasn't that she wasn't expecting it to have a large affect, it was the fact it still retained it's orb like shape as Aizen touched it with his own hand.

"My my, it seems you've been rather busy training recently, Momo. And here I thought you would miss me after all the time I've been away." Aizen said, raising the orb as it aimed straight towards her. With a simply flick of his finger, the orb burst through the sound barrier itself as it shot out at Hinamori. She didn't even have time to react at the incredible speed, and it exploded on impact. Smoke scattered all around as the explosion went off. Hitsugaya's eyes widened in fear, sensing Momo's riatsu dwindling down, practically a spark of it left. He gasped inside as he saw Momo's sword dropping down, shortly after Momo herself.

"NOOOOO!" He shouted, bursting straight towards her. She only dropped a few feet before Hitsuguya caught her in both his arms. As soon as he did, he looked at her in endless sorrow, seeing blood dripping from her mouth and head. "Momo..." He said quietly, still in deep fear. There was no response for a few seconds until Momo opened her eyes only a fourth of the way, her vision hazy as if the area was coated in a fog.

"H...Hitsu...gaya..." She said with pain in her voice. Hitsugaya felt a bit of relief as he saw she was alright, although felt a bit of discourage as he saw a tear rolling down her face. "S...S...Sorry..." She added sheepishly. The little small reunion between the two didn't last long however, as Hitsuguya quickly glared back in rage, seeing Aizen standing a few feet behind him.

"You bastard!" He yelled in anger, even as Aizen remained the same cocky attitude he had been the entire time.

"Such a good reunion. Too bad neither of you will live long enough to cherish the moment." Aizen said calmly, pointing his index finger and middle finger towards Hitsugaya and Momo. Hitsugaya's eyes widened, knowing what the Ex-Captain was about to do. "Hado # 90: Kurohitsugi (黒棺, Black Coffin)." Aizen said emotionlessly. Hitsugaya looked all around him as he saw a giant black structure beginning to form around him. He looked back at Momo, feeling a weak tugging on his kimono.

"P-Please...get away from here..." She said, somewhat beg fully. Hitsugaya starred into her eyes as he saw sadness. Sadness, not from the fact she would die, but the fact if Hitsugaya didn't leave, he would be dead to. Even with the saddened plea, Hitsugaya simply smiled a bit, wiping away one of the tears that formed in Momo's eyes and rolled down her cheek.

"I'll never abandon you." He said, solemnly. Momo's heart ached as Hitsugaya wrapped his ice cold wings around her. Momo screamed in depression, knowing what he was doing: He was going to wrap her around in the wings to protect her from the hado spell. She cried even more as she saw the ice wings beginning to wrap around her head, and beginning to cover her view of Hitsugaya. What depressed her even more was seeing the blackness finally surrounding the two of them, and spears beginning to close in on Hitsugaya. Even at this though, he simply smiled as he gave out a wave that made her heart creek in agony: goodbye. Right when the wings had completely covered Momo's eyes went blank as she heard the blood curdling screaming of Hitsugaya, and the clacking of the spears that tried to penetrate through the icy wing.

"HITSUGAYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She shouted in torment, feeling the life of her only friend slipping away into nothingness. She suddenly squealed a tiny bit as she felt herself dropping, knowing Hitsugaya's body was dropping from the air. She couldn't help herself as tears passed down her eyes, even as she tried pushing her way out of the wings. But it didn't bring her fear though, it brought her hope. If the wings were still there, then he would most likely be alive! Or at least what Momo told herself. But to her dismay, horror pierced her heart as she saw the spirit particles of the wings beginning to dissipate, allowing light to luminate through the hollowed wings. As more of it began to clear, she froze as she saw Hitsugaya's face, covered in blood, as well as multiple wounds. All shinigami eyes fell to the two falling bodies in the sky, feeling the riatsu of one of them completely disappear. Momo simply remained silent and frozen as her body continued dropping, seeing more and more spirit particles of Hitsugaya's wings beginning to dissipate.

"This can't be happening..." She thought to herself, still in horror. "This is not real. This is just a nightmare, it can't be real!" She kept saying to herself. Even as her thoughts of hope remained, everything that was left of it shattered as spirit particles began to dissipate from Hitsugaya's body, starting to his feet. As he dropped, she noticed how his arms were stretched out, as if he was floating in the air itself.

"Hitsugaya..." She whispered, moving her hand towards one of his. She felt as if she could wake him up by simply touching him, bring him back from the brink of death itself. But before her touch could reach the young captain's skin, she simply grabbed air as his arms had dissipated as well. "Why..." she finally asked. She wanted to know why he would risk his own life to save hers. Ever since they met, they were friends. They both entered the shinigami academy, and eventually graduated. And since then, she's felt like nothing to a burden to everyone except to Hitsugaya. She couldn't tell if it was the light itself, but she could see a small driblet of water rolling down Hitsugaya's face, before his entire body had finally dissipated into nothingness, leaving only his clothes, and his Zanpakto, that continued to fall to the ground without effort.

"Why didn't you leave?" She asked, still in a paralyzed like state. She didn't even notice for a bit as someone grabbed her. She could feel herself losing consiousness as she dropped. During the entire scene as well, the three Ex-Shinigami simply watched.


"Such a pity to waste his life for a girl." Gin commented with his usual fox faced expression.

"Even as an enemy, his intentions were noble." Tousen also commented. Aizen simply smirked a bit, knowing that if the shinigami were all in such a week state, killing them would be a waste of time completely. He could feel victory within his own fingers. But as such a pleasure came, it quickly disappeared as he felt the sudden riatsu. The three shinigami looked a few miles away, somewhat surprised as they saw a huge garganta opening. From within it, they could see Ichigo and the gang, all standing there, ready to fight. Reinforcements had arrived.

It took awhile before Momo could finally regain consiousness. Her sight was blurry a bit as she saw someone was holding her, looking down at her. What's more, she could feel a tear drop fall onto her cheek, even though it wasn't even hers. Finally, as her vision cleared, she saw Matsumoto looking down at her, smiling even as tears continued to roll down her eyes. It took her a few moments before she suddenly remembered everything that happened. She through her around Matsumoto tightly, crying into her shoulders.

"H-He's gone..." She cried. Matsumoto simply returned the hugged, stroking Momo's hair as she let tears continue to roll down her cheek as well. "I-It's all my fault...It's my fault that he's dead!" Momo cried out. Matsumoto simply held her by the shoulders as she looked back at her in the face.

"You shouldn't' say things like that. None of it is true." Matsumoto replied, even though tears continued to roll down her face as well. "He...He was a captain that would do anything to save others. What had happened was not your doing. You are not to blame. This is Aizen's fault, do you hear me?" Matsumoto stated before Momo simply hugged her tightly again.

"Y-Yes it is...I was to angry to let my judgment get the better of me. I thought for a moment if I tried hard enough with my strength I could actually kill A-Aizen...but I was wrong...and now...now Hitsugaya's dead..." She cried. Matsumoto simply rested Momo's head on her shoulders as she cried. She knew she would be in too much self pity to be reasoned with, much less calm down. Even she was upset about the dead Captain, even though she knew nothing would bring him back. The two of them knew that what had happened has happened:They both knew exactly what had happened to Hitsugaya: He was officially dead.

-End

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Ichigo and Rukia simply continued to look down at the child, knowing full well it was no doubt Hitsugaya's reincarnation. The day he left many of the shinigami were left in tears for awhile, esspecially for Matsumoto, Momo, and Ukitake, although he was the only one who tried not to show it. They both knew they would never even consider getting rid of the very kid who used to be Hitsugaya, especially after all that had happened to his parents. They simply comforted him as he continued to cry into Rukia's kimono.

"You don't need to worry." Rukia cooed, stroking his head. "Your safe now." Ichigo simply rested his arm on the small child's shoulders, comfortingly. "We should bring him to the soul society tomorrow." Rukia added, catching Ichigo's attention.

"You plan on keeping him, don't you?" He asked. Rukia just made a somewhat irritated face.

"What? You have a problem?" Rukia sneered back. Ichigo grinned as he shook his head.

"No, I like the idea. But we should give him a different name. The last we need is people thinking Hitsugaya came back from the grave itself...so to speak." Ichigo commented. Rukia looked down at the sniffling child in thought for a moment. He knew that Ichigo had a point. The last thing anyone wanted was to hear rumors about Hitsugaya coming back to life after so long, not to mention the fact it would only scare the child himself to hear he was supposedly dead. She tried thinking of different names to call him, but the part that annoyed her was Ichigo's selective nickname of Toshiro. It took her a moment before she blinked a bit happily, having a decision.

"I got it." Rukia stated, catching Ichigo's attention. "Why not Shiro?" She asked. It took Ichigo a moment to realize where she got the name from, mostly from the fact he hadn't used it in so long since the captain's death, not wanting to upset the child in any way possible. He grinned a bit as he nodded, agreeing to the suggestion that was made.

"I like it alot." He replied. Rukia smiled a bit before the two of them looked back down, hearing the small snoring of the innocent child. Rukia smiled a bit as she slowly walked upstairs with Ichigo, into the spare bedroom for guests. She gently and carefully set the child down on the bed, tucking him in as she did.

"Goodnight, little Shiro." Rukia said, before kissing him a bit on the forehead. As soon as she was done, she walked back with Ichigo, closing the door a bit behind them, before entering their room. "You know it's going to be a little bit tricky raising a kid, are you sure your up to it?" Rukia asked as she went to the bed. Ichigo just smirked.

"I wouldn't even let it pass for a second, especially after what he's been through." Ichigo replied, going into the bed as well. They both kissed each other goodnight as they both fell blissfully asleep, knowing that they would have a long day tomorrow. First they would have to go to the Soul Society to show everyone, then go on a bit of shopping for some things for Shiro's bedroom. It had been probably about two hours before the sound of little feet could be heard walking around the floors. Even when the door creaked open, it woke up neither, Ichigo, nor Rukia. Shiro, still a bit saddened and scared of all that's happened, walked to the side of the bed Rukia was on, starring at her with tear filled eyes that simply rolled down his face. Rukia squinted her eyes a bit before opening them slowly. Her eyes suddenly opened completely as she saw Shiro looking right at her, standing right next to bed. His height just barely reached to the top of Rukia's head when she was laying down.

"Shiro!" She said, quietly and surprised as she leaned up on the bed, turning on a lamp light near her. Ichigo groaned a bit before yawning, rubbing his eyes as he leaned up as well.

"What's go..." His sentence was cut short as he suddely saw Shiro standing next to Rukia.

"What's wrong Shiro?" Rukia asked. Shiro simply remained silent a bit before the two could hear the little boy whimpering a bit as tears rolled down his eyes. Rukia simply smiled a tiny bit as she gently picked up Shiro from under his arms, setting him down between herself and Ichigo. "You wanna sleep with us tonight?" She asked curiously with a warn smile. Shiro simply sniffled as he leaned against Rukia a bit, closing his eyes soon after. "I wonder what's scaring him so much." Rukia asked, although she had a feeling she knew what was wrong. Ichigo just shrugged as he patted Shiro's head.

"M-Mommy...daddy...d-dey..." They heard Shiro cry out. They both were a bit surprised, haring Shiro's voice for the first time. As expected it was small like any two or three year old's voice would be, yet they were still sorry for what had happened. They knew full well they ended up killing his parents, whether or not they had a choice, esspecially since they were turned into hollows. It was because of them that Shiro was now alone in the world, without any other family at all.

"Poor little guy..." Ichigo commented. Rukia sighed a bit, somewhat happy, seeing how Shiro trusted them enough to come to them when he was sad.

"You don't need to worry Shiro." Rukia said, getting the sniffling boy's attention as he looked back up. "You won't be all alone. We'll take care of you from now on, and no one is going to hurt you." She commented, leaning the child's head against her chest. Shiro simply yawned a tiny bit before he fell asleep, resting his head on Rukia. Seeing how he was now secure and sleeping, she gently tucked Shiro into the covers near her, turning off the lamp light she turned on earlier. Both parents smiled a bit as they gently put an arm around Shiro's head, before leaning down to sleep as well.

"Good Night Shiro." They both said, before embracing silent slumber...

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Phewfta! That was quite a chapter. I'd like to thank Hitsu-taicho or whoever (sorry i suck at memory and names X( ) for giving me permission to make a re-edited version of his Reincarnation fanfic. As said before in my other redone fic, i suck at imagination, although it is amazing when it is something all my own. To match up with Hitsu's work, I'm going to have rather longer chapters than I'm used to, although I got to warn cause of that, updates will be a bit longer between chaps, but don't worry! I promise to make them just as good as his, and please review, it motivates me to write either more or faster updates, AND NO FLAMMING!