This is the first chapter of Tradition. The summary goes, "Toshiro Hitsugaya, heir to the Hitsugaya throne, is forced to pick a bride before his eighteenth birthday, or else his father will pick for him. But what happens when Toshiro picks his best friend, Momo Hinamori?" Enjoy!
TraditionChapter 1"Mr. Toshiro," an old butler called, stolidly as he opened the door to a room. A teenager with white, spiky, gravity-defying hair and emerald eyes looked up. He was sitting on his bed, talking on the phone. He was talking about his summer plans with his best friend Momo.
"Momo, I gotta go. Talk to you later," the boy said before hanging up. He stood up on his white carpet.
"Hitsugaya-sama would like to see you," the butler said. Toshiro raised an eyebrow.
"Is that so?" he asked, confounded as to why his father would take 'precious time away' from his work to speak with his son. The butler nodded. "Fine, I'll go. Thanks, Yamashi." Toshiro walked passed his butler and exited his room. He walked down the prolonged hallways of Hitsugaya Manor and stopped at his father's studies. He pushed the wide doors open and stepped inside. His father was sitting patiently on a lush office chair.
"Toshiro, my son, I need to have a word with you." The billionaire told his son. Toshiro took a seat across from his father.
"What is it?" he impatiently asked.
"As an heir to the Hitsugaya family, you understand there are a lot of things to be done," the man started. "By our eighteenth birthday next month, you have to find a bride to marry." Toshiro's frown deepened. "It is a tradition that helps you become a model heir." Feeling the angle bubble inside him, Toshiro stood abruptly.
"What?!" he yelled. "The hell to bein' a model heir and screw tradition!"
"Bite your tongue!" his father yelled back. "You have no choice in this." Toshiro clenched his teeth.
"And if I don't find someone to marry?" he asked angrily.
"I will be forced to find you one." Toshiro growled with annoyance and stormed out his father's office.
---Tradition---
The next day
Momo rang the doorbell to the Hitsugaya Manor. The door opened and Toshiro's butler stood before her.
"Hi Yamashi," she smiled. "Is Toshiro home?" he nodded slightly.
"Yes Miss Hinamori but I'm afraid I can't find him anywhere." Yamashi said. "Mr. Toshiro is upset about something and I'm sure that he wouldn't want me bothering him. Maybe you can find him and cheer him up." Momo's smile widened.
"No problem," she said cheerfully. "I have an idea where he might be."
"Of course. Come in," Yamashi moved out of her way and she gracefully walked inside. As she got further and further away, Yamashi's lips started to form a smile.
'She's perfect for him.' He thought.
---Tradition---
Momo climbed through a little window that led to a secret area, enclosed to the public eye. Toshiro had shown this place to here when they were young children. It was the perfect place to watch the sunset. She saw him sitting with his back toward her, watching the promised perfect sunset. Momo smiled as she watched him.
'He's so cute…' she thought. She snapped out of her daze and walked over to him. She sat down but he didn't look at her.
"Hey," she said. He said nothing. "Toshiro, is there something wrong? If there is, you can tell me. I am your friend after all." He closed his eyes and sighed. Unexpectedly, he turned to her, catching her off guard, making her unable to speak.
"Marry me?"
End of ChapterA/NI really enjoyed writing this. I really hoped you liked it! I really hope you review =P. Thanks for reading. Peach. –Himiko Areess. P.S. This slowly is set in standard time just that tradition is strong w/in the Hitsugaya Family.