Hello! Hmmmm this is my first time posting a fanfic on this site, so I don't really know what to say………..um………..well basically, this fanfic is called "Winter Rhapsody," and it's a HitsugayaXHinamori, and Ch. 1 is kind of like a flashback thingie. Thank you for taking time out of your busy lives to read this, or glance at it before moving on the next, more exciting fanfictions out there, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of the characters mentioned here. If I did, I would be a genius! All hail the mighty Kubo Tite-Sensei! kneels on the ground and worships collection of bleach manga
Ch 1: Time to say Goodbye
"Shiro-Chan………."
10-year-old Hinamori Momo stood on the front lawn of a large house, a moving van parked in front of her, tears steaming down her face.
"I'm- gonna miss you- soooooo much!" She managed to say, between great, heaving sobs. She reached over and locked her best friend of 7 years into a tight hug, sobbing freely into his shoulder.
7-year-old Hitsugaya Toshiro looked slightly taken aback for a second.
"Hinamori……." He whispered, not liking to see his best friend so troubled. He slowly returned the hug, wrapping his arms slowly around her shoulders.
"It won't be so bad," Hitsugaya whispered, trying to comfort the sobbing Hinamori. "We can still write letters to each other, and you can still come to visit during school breaks. I would be more concerned about you wetting the bed in your new apartment."
"Hey!" Hinamori exclaimed, releasing the hug. "I'm-10 years old now! I thought- I told you-not to call me that!"
"But its true," Hitsugaya replied, a small smirk playing on his lips. "You are a bed wetter, Bed Wetter Momo. And besides, you still call me Shiro-Chan."
"Because-you are Shiro-Shiro-Chan," Hinamori replied between sobs, a small smile spreading across her face. They stood in silence for a moment as Hinamori's crying died down, savoring the moment and each other's presence.
A loud car honk sounded, bringing the duo back to reality, and making Hinamori jump.
"Momo, sweetie, its time to go!" Called her mom's voice from inside a blue car parked behind the moving van.
"Coming," Hinamori called back. She looked Hitsugaya in the eyes. "Lets keep in touch, ok? We'll write letters to each other, and when I see you again, you have to accompany me in a song on the piano." She extended her left pinky. "Yakusoku?"
Hitsugaya said nothing, and looked away as he wrapped his left pinky over Hinamori's.
"Ok, it's a promise!" Replied Hinamori. Tears began to well up in her eyes as she hugged Hitsugaya tightly for one last time.
"Ja ne, Shiro-Chan," Hinamori whispered slowly, as if the words were too hard to say out loud. Tears began to fall freely down her cheeks again as she released him from the tight embrace, and began walking toward the blue car.
"Just make sure you don't wet the bed too much in your new apartment!" Hitsugaya called after her. "The owners might get mad if you do."
The engines of the moving van and blue car roared to life. Great clouds of dust were kicked up into the air as the moving van began to chug slowly down the street. The blue car followed, Hinamori waving at Hitsugaya until they were well down the street and out of sight.
Hitsugaya stood looking after the blue car and van, long after they had disappeared, a deep sadness laced into his icy blue eyes and heart. It was a big, heavy sorrow, one that weighed on Hitsugaya like a large stone threatening to crush him.
"Sayonara, Hinamori," Hitsugaya breathed in a voice barely above a whisper, looking down the street one last time before turning and heading back to his house next door.
So what do you think? Please read and review, any constructional criticism will be accepted, as long as its not full on story bashing. There is quite a sudden shift in story, as Ch. 2 is in the present storyline, so I'm sorry if the shift is too sudden. Thank you very much for reading!