So I now also bring you a HitsuGin story, this one will be updated weekly.

Chapter 1: Dreamer

I dream what I dare to dream.

Every night it's the same thing.

I have a dream in the same place, at the same time, with the same man every night.

I'll close my eyes and then wake up in a field of beautiful flowers, flowers that have blue and purple shades and I'm always waking up in the dream with myself lying about them, I always wake up to a bright blue sky with only a few plump looking clouds. Then his face will come into my view.

"How ya doin' Toshiro?"

The man's name is Gin Ichimaru, he's been in these dreams every single time and we have built a strong relationship even though I know he isn't real and never will be. Gin is thin, tall, boney, having the structure of a skeleton with skin stretched over it, but he was obviously a happy skeleton, a smile always permanent on his face. His eyes were always squinted shut, I've gotten him to open them up a few times and actually underneath his eye lids are cyan colored eyes. They match some of the flowers. His hair is almost like a light lavender color and it shapes to his head it's pretty short, but it doesn't defy gravity like mine seems too. Gin is always wearing some kind of kimono, it's always a simple one but he seems to have a thing for them. And when I come to these dreams I'm always in a white one, he always says I look nice in it.

"Alright I guess." Truth is when I came into these dreams and saw Gin I was over ecstatic. Living in an orphan boy's home isn't all it's cracked up to be. It's especially hard if you're me, the kid everyone seems to float away from, I'm the oldest in the house,16 years old, but I'm the shortest, I'm the one with the white spiky hair and the teal eyes. The cold personality. They always keep their distance.

"Another rough day huh?" Gin would always ask about my day as he plucked a flower from the ground and arranged it in my hair.

I would finally sit up with a sigh. "Yeah..."

"Wanna talk about it?" He'd pull me into his lap and I would relax against him. I loved him very much. He was probably the best friend I ever had, the only person I could talk too about anything and never have to worry about him telling anyone because well... he wasn't real to begin with, he didn't exist outside this dreamscape. I was in love with a figment of my imagination, but I could care less.

I would eventually end up telling him about my day, he would nod and give his opinion on things and his boney chin would rest on my shoulder as I talked. His arms stayed around my waist.

Once I was done he would always take me to a new spot in the field. One time I had asked if he had a house here. He said yes but it was far from here and he only used it for when it rained, he said when it rains he could feel my sadness.

"But when ya come here it's always a shinin'!" He would sing song on occasion.

Sometimes we would go swimming in the small pond, or climb up into some of the trees that surrounded the field. We would sometimes lay on our backs and look up at the few clouds to try and make them into something. We would pick flowers, we would talk, or we would stare at each other because we were fascinated that much with one another.

"Toshiro?" He asked this time breaking our staring contest.

"Yeah?"

"If you could have anythin', anythin'at all what would it be?" He tilted his head at me, his hands in his lap.

I thought about it for a moment. Anything? If I could have anything at all? "Probably to get out of that shit hole of an orphanage for good."

He nodded and then crawled over to me, our heads bumping and he just kept the smile on his face. I blinked.

"What on earth are you doing Gin?"

"Just lookin' into those pretty eyes of yurs'." He chuckled pulling back.

"What about you?"

"Huh?" He gave a confused face his mouth forming into an 'o' shape.

"If you could have anything what would it be?"

He nodded and then looked up to the sky tapping his boney fingers against his leg.

"Hmmm..." He hummed then looked back at me. "To spend every minute of the day witch ya."

I blushed and glanced away. "R-really?"

"Hell ya reallay!" He hugged me. "I love the time we spend together now, but just imagine that instead of just these few hours, we get the whole day!" He pulled back his hands now on my shoulders.

"That would be nice... I enjoy our time together too Gin but..."

"What's wrong?" He pouted.

"You're not..."

My alarm went off and the whole entire dream dissipated the picture of Gin and the field of flowers before me blowing away like leaves that got caught by wind. I didn't get to finish what I was going to say because I was rudely awakened.

I reached over to the nightstand and slammed my hand down on the alarm, the annoying beeping stopped and I looked up at the same ceiling I woke up to everyday. It was a Friday, meaning the last day of school for the week, and then I could come back here and sleep for however long I wanted.

Gin only showed up in my dreams at night however, if I slept during the afternoon or in the middle of the day he never showed up. I always found it off but I never asked because it didn't really matter, maybe in my imaginary world at his imaginary house he was busy doing something. I had never been to his home, and he never took me, but it was so nice outside in the dream that what was really the point of going to his home?

I pushed the thoughts out of my head and sat up then went to preparing myself for the day. I waited in line for the shower like I did every morning, a gap forming in the line between me, and the rest of the boys waiting. I would go down for breakfast and sit at the table, they would scoot there chairs away. They were younger than me, and not very intelligent, I would be able to go to college next year if I choose to, I had so many scholarships and I was graduating early at age 16. But no one cared about that, it was now always how you looked, who you hanged out with... a popularity contest, not a smart one.

I'd always leave the orphanage early and head to school so I didn't run into anyone else. I'd walk quickly and try to think about Gin hoping that him being in my mind would give me a better attitude for the day. But usually once I got to school and classes started, things would fall apart. The paper balls to the head, the notes passed to me saying "FREAK" on it, the snickering, the whispering, it all made me more sour. I would constantly glance to the clock wanting to get back to the orphanage but then when I would think about that I really didn't want to go back their either.

Adoption was probably I didn't really have at the moment, no one wanted me, on those days people would walk in they would take one look at me then walk over to all the other kids. Maybe it's because of my cold personality towards people. I found that they didn't care about me so I didn't care about them. I would stay to myself, read a book, attempt harder math problems, anything to avoid people.

I originally had a grandmother but she had passed away, no one else would take me so I was thrust into this life. On the first night here that was when I met Gin in my dreams. That was six years ago, making me ten years old.

It was strange waking up the first time in that dreamscape, I was wandering all over the place wondering why I was here instead of a nightmare. Or maybe... this was a nightmare waiting to happen, that's what I had thought, then he showed up.

"Ah! Well look at that someone is 'ere!" I turned and there he was standing at the top of a hill waving one of his hands at me the smile on his face. He lowered his hand and a wind passed between us, at first I was on guard giving him a full on glare of death but he skipped over to me anyway.

"Who the hell are you?" I had growled as he drew closer.

"Gin Ichimaru!" He chirped. "And you?"

I hesitated then gave my name. "Toshiro Hitsugaya."

"That's a very nice name." He clapped his hands.

"Where the hell am I you could tell me that much Ichimaru-san?"

He waved his hand at me. "Ne, ne, no need to call me that, you can call me Gin, and as fer ya question, well I guess were in yer dream world Toshi."

"Toshiro." I corrected him and then batted his hand away as he reached out for me, he withdrew his boney hand and rubbed it as if I had just seriously hurt him, he put a pout on his face.

"You in a bad mood?"

I sighed. "Of course I am!" I hollered and looked away from him.

"Wanna talk about it?" We walked up closer to me towering over me. I looked up at him and he seemed more serious than he first started out.

I spilled everything to him that night, everything I could tell him, I gave him my sad little life story and he listened to every word, we sat across from one another.

"Ya poor thang." He muttered at the end.

"I don't need sympathy...Gin..." I muttered looking at my lap.

"Ya need a friend!" He chirped again and I jumped looking to him. "I'll be yer friend!" His smile widened if that was possible.

"Uh..." This man my friend? I mused over the thought then eventually sighed and nodded, he grabbed one of my hands holding it gently in between his two.

"We'll be the best of friends Toshiro, I promise you can count on me wheneva! You can tell me anythin' I'll always be there ta listen!" He was beaming at me, I just nodded stupidly then my alarm interrupted and I woke up.

Over the six years I've been seeing him I slowly became more attracted to him, falling madly in love with him. I was scared to tell him, but he said I could tell him anything so that's what I did. We were swimming in the lake, I was fourteen.

"Gin...?" I laid on my back, floating across the water, he passed by me also floating.

"Ya?"

"I...um... need to tell you something..." My face was probably seriously red.

"Shoot." He stopped floating and swam beside me, I turned my head to him and just blurted it out.

"I love you!" I dived quickly under the water without a second thought, closing my eyes feeling incredibly stupid. Drowning myself in my own dreams seemed like a good idea but then I felt boney but strong arms wrap around me and pull me to the surface. I gasped for air and then looked to Gin who held me close against him. He had a rather serious look on his face and I gulped, squeezing my eyes shut expecting the worst.

Instead I felt lips press against my forehead, I peeked one eye open peering at Gin. He brought me closer and nuzzled his face into my hair.

"Ya know I've been thinkin the veray same thang about you..." He kept me close and I was blushing like a mad idiot again.

"R-Really?"

"Yep."

So I had been dating my imagination for two years now. Nobody else knew about Gin, nobody but me.

Being with him twenty four hours a day seven days a week sounded nice but I knew deep down that could not happen. It just couldn't. He wasn't real, he was just a figment of my imagination.

School ended and I walked slowly back to the orphanage, when I got in I dropped my bag and then stopped as I was met with a body blocking my way. I looked up. It was the man who ran the orphanage, the man who took care of all the boys here.

"Ukitake-san?" I blinked up at him.

He smiled and gestured me forward. "Hitsugaya-kun this is a very good day for you, we have a man who is here to possibly adopt you!"

I stopped. Adopt? "What?"

"Yes... he's in here." We reached Ukitake-san's office and he opened the door. The said man we had just talked about sat in one of the chair in front of the desk then he turned his head and rose from his seat.

The permanent smile, the light lavender hair, the boney structure, instead of a kimono it was a suit... but no doubt was there in my heart or mind.

"Gin."