I DON'T OWN BLEACH or Wonderwall by Oasis

SEVENTEEN SERIES; TOSHIRO

Frozen Passion

"Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now" Wonderwall By Oasis

Chapter one; Peach and Ginger

"Where is she?" Hitsugaya's turquoise eyes flash with a ferocity in the quiet moonlight as he steps under the shadow of the overpass. The three dirty men holding wooden bats with nails protruding out of them sneer.

"We are supposed ta give this to ya." The man wearing a ripped leather jacket tosses a pink scarf on the ground, kicking it in front of Toshiro. "He said, 'Your kitten sure is a pretty thing, and if you don't hurry...When he is done with her, she might not want you to save her." The group howls nasty comments and laughs in Hitsugaya's frowning face.

"Where?" He asks his voice hissing under his clenched jaw.

"Be here at midnight, tomorrow." The man in the jacket drops a folded up piece of paper to the floor. "If you are late...he is going to start cutting off parts, and it'll take you a month to collect enough to bury her." They walk away leaving Hitsugaya alone, the darkness casting a shadow over the anger on his face. He walks over and picks up the scarf and the next "Act" in the game he must play. He will play the madman's game to get back the one thing he refuses to lose. His gaze falls on the pink scarf he was accustomed to seeing wrapped her neck and arms. His eyebrows furrow noticing drops of blood around the center part where it would fall around her neck. Looking at the map he sprints away heading for the place he hid her sword, his feet pushing his body forward.

Nearing the outskirts of the city Toshiro climbs up a water tower and slumps to his knees on the scaffolding. Wrapping the pink scarf around his neck, he lays down making a pillow with the slack, gently rubbing his face with the soft knitted fabric with one hand, clutching her zanpaktou with the other. The peach and ginger fragrance of her scarf comforting him, and the echo of her distant laughter, lulling him to sleep.

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Seven Days Ago......

"They lassoed him with a rope on the roof? HAHAHA!"

"MATSUMOTO!" Hitsugaya could feel the beginnings of the second migraine of the week twinge at the base of his neck.

"C-Captain!" Rangiku's head popped around the corner to his office, her big silver eyes looking puzzled. "I thought you went out for a lunch meeting?"

"That was yesterday, and I can't really call watching Yachiru eat amanatto in the division eleven barracks a lunch meeting." Hitsugaya stands up to walk over and shut the door in her face when he feels light headed.

"Oh, did she give you some?" Rangiku teases him anxious to witness him red-faced, fully aware that amanatto is his favorite food.

"Grrr." He folds his hands in front of himself trying not to blush remembering the sweet flavor. Closing his eyes he runs his hand through his spiky white hair as another dizzy spell hits him. This time his knees buckle and the last sound he hears is Matsumoto calling his name.

Day one; Reactions are brutal.

With a groan Hitsugaya wakes, sitting up and wiping the sleep from his eyes, he looks around the room. Not recalling how he ended up in the real world and coming to Urahara's store, he scratches at his head. Setting his feet on the floor he looks down at his clothes. He normally wears gray pants and a black shirt. What was he doing in these blue jeans and a blue T-shirt? Glancing down at his arms, he squints his eyes then holds his hands up to the light. Just then the door of his room slides open and Hitsugaya looks up to find Urahara, and Rangiku standing there with their mouths wide open.

"Matsumoto, how did I get here?"

"...." She can't even manage a reply as she walks over with her eyes huge just pointing her finger at him. The closer she gets the more alarmed Toshiro becomes, for several reasons. Matsumoto is quiet....Toshiro decided someone must have died or she was broke and was scared to ask him for another loan. Second and clearly a sign he was hallucinating...she didn't look quite so tall. Rubbing his eyes again his hand brushes away a long strand of hair from his face. Wait a minute...why is his hair so long? He is getting annoyed and Matsumoto had yet to utter a word, as she stands next to him.

"MATSUMOTO SAY SOMETHING! I'm getting freaked out!" Hitsugaya yells just as Rangiku pokes him on the shoulder.

"Y-You're freaked out! You should see what I see." Rangiku looks at him standing there with his hand on his hip and yelling her name like he always does. However, Rangiku is speechless as to why he looks so.... "OH MY GOD YOU ARE TALLER THAN ME!"

"That's just ridic-" Hitsugaya stops mid sentence noticing her breasts weren't eye level like normal.

"Look!" She walks up behind him and wraps her arms around him, her breasts normally cut off all his oxygen smashing into his face. Her face draws up into a major pout. "Awe...I think I miss the short you."

"Get off!" They press into his back making his right eye twitch. "I am not short!"

"Not anymore..." She mumbles playing with her scarf, continuing to mope over the loss of her tiny captain.

"You are six foot tall Captain! Congratulations!" Urahara pulls Hitsugaya aside and starts talking to him, as a brilliant idea rains down from the heavens to rest upon Rangiku's shoulders.

"How did captain Kuchiki fix his problem?" Hitsugaya asks trying to keep calm, but for some reason he was more irritated than normal.

"Well," Kisuke pushes up his hat with his closed fan and grins. "He was motivated by love."

"Huh?" Toshiro stands there when his mouth open and the right side of his scrunched up, when a light flashes.

"Now smile!" Matsumoto says snapping picture after picture with her camera phone. "These are gonna make me a fortune at the Women's Shinigami fund raiser this year! I might win the trip to Tahiti!"

"MATSUMOTO! I'm not on display like some polar bear at a zoo!" Hitsugaya runs over and snatches her phone tossing it on the ground, then stomping on it with both feet.

"That was my pink phone!"

Returning to his previous conversation, Toshiro stifles a growl in his throat and watches Urahara hide his smirk behind his fan. "As, I was saying Hitsugaya-san. Kuchiki-san was overwhelmed with the desire to protect someone he loves."

"The only desire I'm overwhelmed with at the moment is, murder." His teal eyes flick over at Matsumoto as she pulls out another phone and continues taking pictures.

"Captain...so mean!"

"Don''t be so hard on her. It was her quick thinking that saved your life." Urahara looks over at the bubbly redhead pressing button's like a demon on her phone. "She was quite distraught when she arrived with you."

"She was?" Hitsugaya's voice lowers as his gaze falls to the floor.

"Yes, she was sobbing..saying she didn't know what to do. That if you died she would truly feel alone."

"Her thoughts have been a mystery to me since..." Hitsugaya's voice dies away as Ichimaru's face flashes in his mind.

"It's common not to value something until it's taken from you. Perhaps she realized this when she thought you were in danger of dying."

Hitsugaya had to give Urahara a bit of respect, he certainly had a way with words. The white-haired captain ponders the meaning behind Urahara's words as he follows behind Matsumoto walking to Orihime's house. Her voice floating around in the air light and worry free, as the cooling autumn breeze blows her hair. Without a doubt, Matsumoto has always been by his side. How would he react if she suddenly vanished? Shaking his head Toshiro enters Orihime's house and tries to ignore the female chatting. Matsumoto is trying to explain the situation to Orihime...He doesn't envy her, Orihime's mind is a frightening place, and there is noway he was going to listen them gossip about Byakuya and Rukia getting married. With only one place left to go Hitsugaya climbs out onto the roof and sits down putting his hand on his chin. Watching the blanket of night descend over the city, and feeling the evening dew coat his skin, he hears the faint giggle of the girls and sighs.

Just as he is about to drift to sleep the breaking of sticks wake him. Toshiro leans down to get a closer view look at the front of the house, seeing a small figure peeking in the windows of Orihime's house. Furrowing his brows together he jumps off the roof and sneaks up on the unsuspecting peeping tom. If he had Hyorinmaru he'd teach this asshole not to ever leer at women in this disgusting way.

"Don't move."

"AH! " Kon turns around to see a tall man with a very angry black aura. "Don't hurt me I'm just a lovable stuffed lion!" Holding up his stuffed paws he begins to weep loudly.

"What are you doing here Kon?"

"Huh? Do you know me?" His tears vanish as he points to the window. "Behold, the promised land." Hitsugaya leans on the window frame seeing the girls dancing around practically naked in skimpy bath towels. Everything bouncing around happily including Hitsugaya's teal eyes, a red blush colors his cheeks. Blinking for a moment he turns on Kon as rage creeps up in his stomach.

"Don't spy on naked girls!" Hitsugaya yells at the top of his lungs scaring Kon so bad he runs away in utter terror.

"What's going on out here?" Matsumoto still barely wearing the bath towel, pokes her head out the front door to find Hitsugaya leaning near the window. "Captain!" Matsumoto looks at him, Hitsugaya is certain she is thinking the absolute worst possible conclusion. Hitsugaya braces himself for the slap across his face and the inevitable screams. Matsumoto pulls him into the foyer and pushes him against the wall. "If you wanted to see you could've just asked." Matsumoto tugs at her towel, as Hitsugaya panics and tries to keep it on her.

"I don't want to!" Hitsugaya yells turning his head away, with the towel tug of war continuing.

"Why not!" She pushes her breast against his chest as the towel begins to slip. "Something wrong with my breasts?" Her entire thought process is what's wrong here. Hitsugaya has nowhere to run and presses his back into the wall, covering his face with his hand.

"What's going on?" Orihime walks around to foyer, her gray eyes growing round.

"Captain, was spying on us through the window! He is a pervert! Isn't it great!" Rangiku laughs poking at Hitsugaya's red face. Orihime walks up to Hitsugaya and slaps him so hard he slides down the wall landing on his bottom.

"Now that's the reaction I was expecting!"

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Author's notes; Hey all! Sorry this is so late...forgive me! I hope everyone enjoys the new seventeen story. Please review it help me write faster knowing people are waiting on my next chapter. I decided to connect this story with Byakuya's. It's only a tad, and just for a bit of comedy. I hope everyone will notice I tried to keep Shiro-chan in character as much as possible in this chapter. He has a strong respect for women after all, I don't want hate emails saying I made him a lecher o.o Please keep in mind he is human now and in future chapters mayhem will reign! I will update often so you may want to put me on alert. Reviews are love...I need love..snivels. Above all...ENJOY!