Hey there guys. This is Chiara. (Chi-air-a) And this is my first story to post. It is also my first fanfiction. I couldn't help making it about Whitey. This is a story where he falls for my own made up character. I couldn't see him with anyone else in this plot. Please be gentle. I have never done this before. I normally just read but I'm trying it here ;) Thanks so much for dealing with my crappy summery to get this far. Please enjoy. And send me any questions.

I walked into my room barely able to move my feet across the smooth floor. Being a captain was as troublesome as I had always thought. Even after all these years it didn't seem to ease up. In fact, it got worse when Ichigo's whole gang had turned up. We always seemed busy these days. Always on some kind of orders. I sighed and walked to my closet. I stopped to glance at the mirror and just sighed deeper. My white hair always called attention to me, and my hight didn't help. I tried everything. Even drank gallons of milk. Nothing had worked. I even had a deep voice just to throw it off more.

I grabbed a shirt and pants and changed out of my uniform unwillingly. I loved my uniform. It was one of the only things I really liked about being a captain. It fit loosely around me and didn't seem to cage me in like other clothes. I normally wore it anytime I could but I knew I would have some trouble changing after staying up longer and I couldn't keep a habit of sleeping in my clothes so I decided changing was best. I folded my favorite pieces of clothing and set them on my bedside. Then I reluctantly walked away. Still needing to finish some reports I sat at my desk, turned on my side lamp, and prepared for another late night.

Hours went by as I read and reread reports and signed documents by the dozen. I cursed as I let my pen fall from my sleepy fingers. I rubbed my eyes before reaching to get it. Just when I picked it up I heard footsteps running two halls away coming my way. I straitened up and waited to see if they would stop at my door. I cursed yet again as I realized they would stop here when they turned down my hall and didn't slow down. My door was at the end of the hall and going the speed they were now they would not stop till they reached my door. Letting a few more unnecessary words slip out I walked to my door quickly and opened the door quickly as soon as I heard a hand touch my door knob and stepped aside. I glared down at a group of three idiots who now were splattered against my clean floor. I would have to clean. Damn it.

"Caaaaaptain! That was sooo mean!" Rangiku screamed in her high pitch whine.

"Yeah, Toushirou! That was rude!" Kyouraku Shunsui lifted his straw hat from his face as he spoke.

"Good evening, Hitsugaya." Ukitake Jyuushiro was the last to speak. He looked up with a goofy smile. I sighed.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded. What could possibly make them interrupt my work time in the middle of the night? "I'm working!" I added.

"Weeeell, Captain. We were about to go to another place to get some drinks and we thought you needed to come to!" Rangiku slurred a little on the beginning letting me know that she had already gone out for several drinks before this. I sighed again. I hated being the youngest yet most mature. I looked back up and they were all doing. . .something on the floor. Fighting? I felt my anger rise up. Why me?

"Yeeeeaaaaaah, Toushirou! You should come, pants!" Shunsui practically sang. Next thing I knew they were all laughing and rolling on top of each other, still on my floor. My eye twitched and I snapped. I grabbed all of them, carefully avoiding Rangiku's overly large chest, and threw them out my door. I was satisfied with the large thump and grunts I heard outside my door. I walked back to my desk and started on a new pile. I heard shuffling outside and knew they were getting up off the hard floor. I chose to ignore them and work on my task at hand. Though less than two minutes later I heard very loud whining outside. I knew it was Rangiku. All she did was whine. You would think with her having the rank of Vice Captain that she would take things more seriously. Especially since she was my vice captain. She never did her work. I would always have to do all of it. Like I was now, and she was interrupting.

I glanced at the door and pulled out one of my recent gifts out of my drawer. It was from Rukia. She knew how hard it was for me to get some quiet. She had given it to me on my birthday. It was common in the human world. Something called an ipod. I liked it very much. I asked her why she thought of giving me something from the human world and all she said was the ice blue matched my eyes perfectly. I quickly learned though. I pressed all the buttons and learned it was just a device to listen to music. The best gift I ever got. I was happy as I put the music on full blast.

I finished my work hours later and headed to my bed. I striped down to my boxers and slipped under the sheets and my overly large comforter. I always had to have a large blanket to wrap my legs around. Though I would never admit to anybody that I, a captain, was a was a secret to the death. I didn't dream. As a matter of fact I never dreamt. I felt sort of jealous of people who did. I wanted to be able to dream of watermelon and growth spurts. The only time I got to dream was when I was very sick. Something I never liked to do. I only got nightmares when I was sick. Nightmares of blood, killing, and a freedom-less life. Though sometimes when I woke up I found my dreams to be true. I never liked dreams because all I had were nightmares. So "sweet dreams" was never a good phrase for me.

I awoke when sunlight peaked through my windows. I got up and mumbled to myself about not getting enough sleep. I argued with my self about work and, yet again, came with the conclusion that is was Rangiku's fault. If only she would help with the paper work like other vice captains I wouldn't have this conversation with myself. I wouldn't walk around my room looking like a loon, talking to myself. I dressed in my robes, happy to feel the familiar fabric, and grabbed my reports to turn in from last night. I walked out the door and felt a wave of tiredness hit me again. I definitely needed to get more sleep in.

Apparently I wasn't the only one who thought so. When I dropped off my reports with vice captain Hisagi I got a letter from Captain Yamamoto. He said I get a three month vacation because I was the only one out of all the squads that hadn't taken a vacation in three years. Three months? Why so long? I sighed, it was a order from head captain so I couldn't refuse. Hisagi Shuuhei, whom was reading over my shoulder, let his jaw drop. I snatched the letter from his line of sight and shoved it in my robes.

"Really, Toushirou?" He said in shocked amazement, "Three years?! Get some vacation, sir! Thats too damn long!"

"Yeah yeah. I never found a reason to take a vacation." I retorted.

"No reason?! How about rest, and entertainment, and normalcy!" He still was shocked. Was it really that hard to believe?

"Sure. I'll do that. Get back to work." I walked off leaving him in the same shocked position.

I was walking down the streets of the Seirete slowly. It felt odd just to walk. I was alway running or on some errand or something. I never stopped and actually walked down the paved roads. I had free time, I decided to visit the home district. I hadn't been there since I had become Captain. I had made my decision there to never become Captain or join any of the squads until Momo made a deal with me. She told me she would stop calling me that damn name, Whitey, when I became a higher rank than her. Wanting nothing more than to not be treated like a child I soon became a child prodigy. The youngest Captain to ever live. But none of that mattered to me. I just wanted to eat some watermelon. So I walked in the direction of my old home.

I started seeing people as I continued down my path. It occurred to me that not many Captains and Vice Captains come down to this area. Not enough time or just simply didn't see the point. We had everything we needed. A room, food, entertainment, and it was all for just the squads and their Captains. I was sure some squad members still lived out here with family and things because some how all the people had to hear the rumors and stories some where. I changed into more casual robes. I didn't want to be stopped and asked if I was a Captain because it said it on my sleeve. It was tiresome to deal with people more than I would have to anyways.

Though I changed it didn't seem to help the stares and whispers when I walked in town. My hair and hight seemed to be a common conversation. I sighed heavily as I heard phrases like; "Is that the Captain?" "He is so cute!" "He's too young to be a Captain!" "Is that Captain Hitsugaya?". I just wanted to turn around and yell "YES! It's me! You found me!" but I knew I was a rare sight for them. Which was odd for me because they were an rare sight for me as well. I continued to walk, now in the center of the town, the busiest part of the whole Seirete. Then I was stopped short. A young girl about my age and hight had jumped right in front of me, followed by two girls at her sides. A group of friends I guessed.

"Hey there! Are you Captain Hitsugaya by any chance?" She flashed a beaming smile. It didn't make me want to smile back. I looked around to see people listening in also wanting to know the answer.

"Yep." I responded quickly and made a move to continue walking. I didn't like this attention. But, the girls just got more excited and came closer. They just talked over each other in a fast speed.

"Oh my God!"

"Your so cute!"

"Do you have free time?"

"Wanna hang with us?"

All I freaking said was "yep". I felt my eyebrow twitch as I focused on calm things. Those girls are so immature.

"Sorry I'm in no mood to hang out." I said with a smile I finally found. All the girls turned red and I immediately became scared for their health, but they all giggled and walked away, heads together. That's when I noticed everyone else. They were all whispering and some were pointing wide-eyed. I sighed. So much for being able to stinking walk around in peace. That was the worst thing about me trying to prove Momo wrong. I did it, and it cost me. Freedom and a friend. I refused to let my past make my trip any worse. I walked quickly away. Seemed like this might take longer than I thought.