---This is my first fiction so please go a little easy please. Advice to improve is welcome… just not flames. Thank you---
"Shiro-chan!"
Hitsugaya spun around to see a raven-haired girl jogging towards him.
"I told you to stop calling me that." He said irritably as she caught up with him and doubled up panting."
Ignoring the remark, she pulled him into a hug and said: "Congratulations on making it into the institute, Shiro-chan!" she said happily.
He made to argue, but was stopped in mid sentence by the school bell. "I'll see you after school then." Hinamori called after him as the filed into their classes.
When the final bell went, he immediately went outside and sat under on of the trees. As he expected, coming here wasn't going to be a walk in the park. He was out of place in class, surrounded with people much older than him, and being top in the entrance exam despite his age also drew some sceptism from his classmates. Suddenly, a voice behind him called, "Konnichiwa, Shiro-chan!"
He looked around and saw Hinamori sitting down next to him beaming happily at him.
They talked for quite a while and came across the topic of what their previous lives in the material world had been like. "So, how was it, do you remember?" she asked.
Hitsugaya craned his head upwards towards the sky, memories of old flooding his mind.
-Flashback-
Born near a small village near the mountains, Hitsugaya Toshiro was the only one of his siblings born with snow white hair. He didn't remember much about his mother, she having left while he was only a baby. His appearance tended to draw attention when his father, a master woodcutter, took him along when he traveled into the village, but as time passed they slowly got used to his presence and even greeted him cheerily when he passed.
As a child, his father never spoke of his mother, despite him having asked about her numerous times, and every time she was mentioned, his father's face would darken and he would refuse to say anything more.
One day, while helping his father in the mountains, a blizzard struck, and they were separated. While trying to find his way back, he stumbled upon an abandoned hut. Although it was old and some planks had already been torn off, but it would still able to provide shelter for the night so he quickly made his way towards it.
Once inside, he scanned the inside of the hut, ice was creeping in from the places where the wood had crumbled off and there was mould growing on the walls. Suddenly, the hut door was flung open and snow started to fill the hut. Looking round, he saw a woman standing at the door, her skin white as snow, and long white hair to rival his fanned out by the fierce wind.
He didn't know why, but he felt that he had seen her before, so captivated was he; he failed to notice the snow that was filling the hut.
As he started to lose consciousness, the woman raised her hands and placed then on his brow, at the same time, he felt some unbidden power flowing through his body, and felt something awaken inside of him, flooding every cell. As the haze filled his mind he heard her voice saying, "My final gift to you, son."
When he woke up, he realized that he was in a completely different place. Sitting up, he scanned his surroundings, and found that he was lying on a straw bed in a small wooden house.
Before he had time to think, a voice called out: "Oh, you awake?"
Looking at the doorway, he saw an old woman at the doorway. "Hey oba-san, where am I?" he said.
"You're in Junrinan, District 1 of Rukongai," she offered.
"That doesn't answer my question, how did you find me and why did you bring me here?" he shouted angrily.
She marched forward, and sat on a nearby stool, saying: "You're in Soul Society, put simply, it something like the afterlife, but that doesn't people are not immortal by any means, though aging is slowed to such an extent that lifespans of 2000 or more years are not unheard of. Such ages, however, are usually limited to shinigami or other Soul Society dwellers capable of manipulating spirit energy. People can be killed as regular humans are,. And a soul that dies in Soul Society is reincarnated on Earth as a new human with no past memories."
She stood up, "If you understand, let me introduce you to your new caretaker," she said put the door open to reveal a raven haired girl beaming at him, "Hinamori Momo."
-End of flashback-
"Hey, Shiro-chan, you ok? You're spacing out," Hinamori said, poking his shoulder slightly.
"Let's go back, Hinamori." He said, packing up his things.
"Hey, wait a minute, you didn't answer my question, Shiro-chan." She said, racing after him.
He turned around, faced her and said: "It was nothing much. Come on it's late, let's go."