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Chapter One...The Past.
Aimi Yukimura stood outside of a classroom, anxiously wringing her hands together. She had never felt so nervous in her life. It was her first day as a new student at the Soul Reaper Academy, and to make it even worse, she was transferring in during the middle of the semester. She really didn't want to be the new girl.
Aimi leaned against the wall, letting her head fall against it. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to calm her troubled nerves. She was starting to feel a little queasy.
Breathe. Just keep breathing.
She looked up as her new teacher poked her head out the classroom door.
"Yukimura-san," the teacher called, gesturing for her to follow. Aimi pushed away from the wall, reluctantly following her into the classroom.
She felt silly, standing at the front of the classroom. All eyes focused on her. What probably made it all the more hilarious, was the fact that her head didn't even reach her teacher's shoulder. I probably look like a little kid.She sighed.
"Everyone this is our new student.," the teacher, smiled kindly at her. "Would you like to introduce yourself?"
Aimi stepped forward. "My name is Yukimura Aimi, please take care of me," she said shyly, lowering her head into a respectful bow.
"Hmm…" The teacher said, looking thoughtful. "You can take a seat in the back beside Yuki. Yuki please raise your hand."
Aimi sat under a large oak tree, enjoying her lunch, her friends chattering excitedly around her. It had been a couple of months since she had first started at the Soul Reaper Academy, and she was feeling much more confident in herself.
"Can you believe it?" Yuki squealed happily. "A captain is coming to the Soul Academy!"
"I hope it's one of the better looking ones," Masako, Aimi's other friend giggled, pushing her short blue hair behind one ear.
Aimi rolled her eyes at them. All these two ever think about is boys.
"Oh please," Yuki snorted. "Like a captain would ever look twice at you."
Masako's face burned red. Here we go again, Aimi thought, readying herself for what was to come next.
"Excuse me?" Masako screeched, getting to her feet and glaring daggers at Yuki. Yuki just smiled, flipping her blonde locks over her shoulder.
"You heard me," she replied calmly.
Aimi sighed, deciding it was probably time to cut in before they ripped each other apart. Plus, people are starting to stare.
"Guys, calm down. You're both being ridiculous."
They both turned to glare at her, then Masako sighed, sitting back down at the edge of the tree.
"Oh, you're one to talk," she huffed. "You'd care about this captain business too if you didn't have Touya-kun following you around like a lost puppy."
Aimi blushed. "He does not follow me around like a lost puppy," she mumbled, picking at the food in her lap. "Plus, he has nothing to do with this."
"Puh-lease," Yuki replied, rolling her blue eyes. "The boy is practically in love with you."
"He i-is not," Aimi's face burned scarlet.
"Was that a st-st-stutter I hear?" Masako asked mockingly, turning to look wide eyed at Yuki. They both burst into a fit of giggles.
Aimi sighed. There's no point arguing with these lunatics.She stood up, brushing the dirt off of her lap.
"Come on you two noodle faces, we're not going to be able to see 'your' precious captain if we don't get going."
Aimi stood, sandwiched between the hundreds of students all trying to get a glimpse of the captain. Of course she couldn't see anything since everyone was at least a head taller than her. I hate being short.
"Aimi there you are," Yuki came up behind her, shoving people out of her way as she went. "We thought we had lost you."
"You did," Aimi pouted childishly, folding her arms across her chest.
"You're too cute!" Masako squealed from behind Yuki. Aimi hadn't even noticed she was there.
"Masako no harassing her, in public," Yuki reprimanded. "Come on Aimi, we have to get to the front."
Before Aimi could protest, she was being dragged through the crowd. It was not a pleasant experience; she kept getting people's elbows shoved into her stomach, and occasionally in her face. I'm going to be black and blue after this is over.
They finally reached the front of the crowd, though not un-injured.
"There they are!" Yuki exclaimed, pointing her painted finger at two people walking down the path.
Aimi craned her neck, looking for the people her friend was pointing at. They were kind of hard to miss. The women, who Aimi guessed was a lieutenant, had long orange hair, and very large….umm…never mind. The man…or more accurately boy, had startlingly white hair. They were a rather strange pair.
"Umm…" Aimi started turning to look at Yuki. "Isn't he rather short to be a captain?" She asked innocently.
Yuki and Masako stared at her, making her feel a little uncomfortable.
"What?" She asked, her cheeks turning a little pink under their intense gazes.
"You don't know who that is?" Yuki asked incredulously. Aimi just shook her head, her loose black curls bouncing on her shoulders.
"That's Captain Hitsugaya!" Masako exclaimed dreamily.
Aimi just looked at her quizzically.
Toshiro Hitsugaya sighed wearily, eyeing the large crowd that had assembled to greet him and his lieutenant. He didn't even want to be here; he would rather be in his office finishing off his mountain of paperwork.
"Oh lighten up Captain," Rangiku Matsumoto grinned at him. "We're finally out of that stuffy office of yours and we get a break from all the paperwork we've been doing.'
Toshiro glared icily at her. "Paperwork 'we've' been doing?" He asked, putting a large emphasis on the word 'we've'.
Rangiku just continued to smile at him, ignoring his dark looks. She was ecstatic, and not even her Captain's threats could stop her from enjoying herself. Besides, he never followed through on any of them anyways. Rangiku eyed the large crowd of students on either side of them. There were lots of cute girls. This was the perfect opportunity to find her Captain a girlfriend. Rangiku looked at her Captain, trying to decide what kind of girl would be best for him.
She'd have to be short or at least the same height as him. If she was taller he'd just get annoyed with her…..Rangiku continued to think of the perfect girl for her young Captain.
Toshiro was trying and failing to ignore Rangiku's random looks in his direction. She kept sweeping her eyes up and down his body and then turning towards the crowd. It was kind of freaking him out. What is that lunatic thinking now?
He got his answer, when Rangiku turned to him, "Captain, what kind of girl do you like?"
Toshiro rolled his teal eyes. "It doesn't matter."
Rangiku pouted. "But Captain!" She whined. Toshiro glared at her. Like usual she just ignored him and carried on.
"If you had a girlfriend, you'd be less grouchy, and you wouldn't always be mad at me or make me do paperwork." Rangiku explained, ticking off reasons on her fingers.
"I see me getting a girlfriend is more of a benefit to you then it is too me," Toshiro replied wryly, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Of course not, Captain," Rangiku said reassuringly. They were walking rather close to the crowd now. "Getting a girlfriend is your first step to adult hood."
Rangiku smiled at him, patting him on the back. The force of her hitting him sent him stumbling forward into the crowd. Or more specifically right on top of a black haired girl.
Hitsugaya lay on top of something soft and warm. Weird, I was pretty sure I was going to end up on the ground.He lifted himself up to get a look at what he had landed on. A pair of wide purplish eyes stared up at him. Toshiro shot up, quickly getting to his feet.
He extended his hand to the girl on the ground, apologizing. "I'm sorry, my lieutenant pushed me."
The girl ignored his hand and jumped to her feet. "You pervert!" She yelled, giving him a swift kick in the leg before turning around and disappearing into the crowd.
Hitsugaya grabbed his leg where she had kicked him, angrily. Pervert? It was an accident!
There was silence all around him. He turned around and limped back to Rangiku.
"You!" He seethed, glaring daggers at her. The temperature dropping drastically. "This is entirely your fault."
Rangiku looked at him sheepishly.
Aimi stomped towards her dorms,angrily. She'd been violated by that white haired shorty! How could he call himself a captain?
A/N: Muhahaha, I hope you guys enjoyed it, R/R...Lots of thanks to my Beta who read almost all of bleach so she could help me with this fic. You're awesome!