Hitsugaya pondered as he did his work and Matsumoto sleeping on the couch.
He suddenly stopped writing.
I want to tell her. I need to tell her. Damn it, I will tell her.
"Kuchiki, Rukia..." he said in a tone barely audible.
Yes, the tenth division taichou liked Rukia. It started way back when the young captain was in his last year at the shinigami academy. It was a cloudy day, about to rain. His class was practicing kido in the forty's on the training grounds.
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"Nee, Toushiro-kun can you practice with me?" asked a blushing short-haired girl.
He replied with a half asleep voice."Nah, I wanna do it myself."
Hitsugaya walked off without even looking at the sad, almost crying student.
As soon as he was two feet away, there was a loud roar and strong reatsu tearing through the sky. Then a huge hollow appeared. (a/n: huge hollow if a classification of hollows. they are huge, but they are on or two level below menos grandes.)
It had a grotesque, deformed body with its mask shaped in a triangular shape. Some student ran as fast as they could but most just stared at it as it was ripping out trees and attempting to eat the student.
As for Hitsugaya, he just stood there with his katana ready to attack. But even the cool white-haired boy was shaking and trying hard to focus. He was just trying to take every chance he could to run after that thing and swing at it.
"Why the hell is it here?!"
"Alert the Gotei 13 now!"
"They said an officer coming as fast as they can."
" Try to hold it off!"
"Students, run now!!"
The teachers and senpais were yelling in the background as the hollow became more and more aggravated.
The hollow ran trough training dummies and injured some students.
The teachers, no matter how smart they were, they were not successful at completely vanquishing the hollow, only tearing off some limbs.
Toushiro took an opportunity to attack when the hollow was trying to get up form being knocked down.
He rushed towards it and sliced down. He had a smirk of satisfaction, as he was about to make contact. But turned angry when it only left a tiny scratch on its skull.
The hollow shook him off its head. "UGHH!!" Toushiro's face came in contact with the cement pavement. He quickly turned around to see the hollow coming after him.
All the teachers and student present were screaming at him to run, but he couldn't. He stays there on his knees closing his eyes, waiting for the impact as the hollow was plunging his fist at him.
But there was no impact, no pain.
"What the..?" he opened his eyes to see the back of a shinigami with black hair, fairly short. She had her sword up against the hollow's fist. She turned around to look at him. Her face... it was flawless. She was so beautiful and her eyes looked so strong.
"You shouldn't be such a hero, boy" said the cool tone.
The shinigami the leaped into the air and cut off its arm. The hollow screamed in pain as it was tripping backwards.
Everyone was in awe of her strength.
She raised her palms and chanted. "Oh mighty heavens, forgiveful earth cast force down upon to rid the dirt that disturbs us all. Restrantion Art no. 16: Paralyzation!"
The hollow stopped squirming and roared, as it couldn't move.
Toushiro got up and wiped his cheek that had a cut. But was still focused on this shinigami. "Mae, Sode No Shiroyuki!" Everyone, including the hollow was staring deeply into her zanpatou, as it turned completely white with a silk ribbon from the bottom.
With a few quick movements the hollow became completely frozen then vaporized. She then walked casually over to the distracted young boy that was staring at the ice that was left behind.
The shinigami then offered a hand to him. He reluctantly took it.
"What's your name?" she asked.
Hitsugaya blushed lightly. "Hitsugaya Toushiro." he mumbles.
She smiled lightly at how cute he was and how short he was. " I'm Kuchiki Rukia." Kuchiki?! Of course Hitsugaya knew of the noble Kuchiki family. He felt shocked that a noble saved him. Medics from the forth division arrived and took care of everyone. But those two just stood aside from everyone.
"Ano...domo arigatou..for saving me." He was obviously embarrassed talking to her, aside from her nobility; she was a beauty from above average.
She smiled warmly. Rukia then got out a handkerchief and wiped his cut and stuck a small bandage over it. (a/n:out of her pocket! not out of thin air.)
"Its no problem."
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Hitsugaya remembers that day like it was yesterday. But wondered if she remembers too.
He has talked to Rukia on a couple of times but mostly involved missions like their trip to the living world. He would often stare or eavesdropped on Rukia's talks or arguments with Ichigo or Renji, jealous that they all have such a comfortable relationship. Hitsugaya would often twitch when the group of shinigami would walk down the halls as students and random guys at a time would ask her out or give her letters with their phone numbers.
He knows that she won't date humans like them. But he was afraid, for once, that he was going to be rejected if he confesses to her. He couldn't bear that. He certainly can't tell anyone about it. Matsumoto would ring the Seretei bell and announce it through a megaphone. Kira would be all awkward that a taichou would confide in him. He can ask Byakuya if he can date her, since they were equally ranked. But Hinamori was his best friend, yet he wouldn't want to talk to her about his women issues. Renji was basically as much as a rival as they are friends, he just doesn't know it yet. Hitsugaya always suspected a thing between him and Rukia. It could be any day that Renji might confess to her and Rukia will surely accept, because they knew each other all their lives, its only natural.
Hitsugaya finished the last of his papers and left. (a/n: Matsumoto is still on the couch dosing off [:)
45 years today. That's how long