Caged Loveless Phoenix
Haruka Phoenix is a powerful and beautiful girl who doesn't follow the rules like other Shinigami do. She's a child prodigy, much like her greatest foe; Toshiro Hitsugaya. The two don't get along AT ALL! However, the two have to get along when she is stuck under his wing! To make matters even worse, Haruka becomes Toshiro's kryptonite! Will Haruka change for her friends and Toshiro?
~Bleach 01: Ice, Flame, and Hatred
*Ring, ring, ring, ring*
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*Ring, ring, ring, ring*
"M-Meh." I mumbled as I listened to the alarm clocks annoying melody. It rang and rang, driving me crazy. I snuggled my head under my pillow, trying to fall back into my deep slumber. My good dream was ruined…
"Get up, Hime." I heard the familiar beautiful, deep, feminine voice in my inner world. "That clock is driving me insane."
"I don't wanna get up. Just ignore it." I responded, but soon saw a shining ruby red light from the open views of my pillow. I heard the clock silence and I sighed happily. My pillow was yanked from my face and an ice cold cup of water splashed my face. I blinked, now fully awake. I sat up, glaring at my manifested Zanpaktou.
"Oi, Rubi Honoobara (Ruby BlazeRose)! What was that for!?" I scowled at her, clenching my hands into fists. She crossed her arms, staring down at me.
"Hime, you'll be late again if you don't get up yourself. I'm sick of waking you up." Rubi ran a hand through her beautiful, silky black locks. I rolled my eyes and she ruffled my wet hair, like a playful older sister. She literally was like a sister for me, even though she was my Zanpaktou.
She had long wavy, black hair to her knees and beautiful ruby red eyes. Her skin was pale, but it was pretty. She had a large chest, which I snuggled in when I needed a snuggle buddy (which was rarely). She had the beautiful figure of a woman in her mid-twenties. Curves and all was goddess like.
"Let me help you get ready, Hime." Rubi took my hands and pulled me from my bed. I yelped and stumbled a bit as I followed behind her fast walking pace. I sighed as she yanked me into the bathroom with my Shinigami uniform.
I hated looking at myself in the mirror because I hated my looks. I had red colored hair similar to Rubi's ruby eyes. My eyes were a bright pink, but they always looked dull when I was sleepy like I am now. My chest was medium sized, nowhere near most of the busty woman I've met here in the Soul Society. Rubi always told me my breasts went well with my body type. I was short, and I hated it. I was always called 'little munchkin' by all the other Shinigami. I knew I was probably the shortest Shinigami in the Sereitie.
I don't know how old I am in human years. I don't ever even remember dying anyways, seriously. I don't remember having friends, going to that place called school, but I remember only one person from my family. He was a handsome man with brown hair, chestnut colored eyes, and glasses. I knew he was my father, but I found it hard to believe.
I don't ever remember living in that world. All I can remember is waking up in the Soul Society and a woman telling me that I had Spiritual Energy that was outstanding for a child my age. I've been here for a very long time, and I've made many memories.
Many memories both good and bad.
I came out of my daydreams when Rubi began to brush my bed-head hair. I looked at the mirror with my usual poker face.
"How would you like your hair, Hime?" Rubi asked, running her fingers slowly through my hair.
"The usual pigtails." I told her, closing my eyes. She nodded as a response and I handed her my white ribbon and my black ribbon. She brushed up my left pigtail, tying it with the white ribbon. She finished up the right pigtail with the black ribbon and unbuttoned my shirt.
"Hime, may I give you some advice for the day?" Rubi smiled warmly as she slid off my sleeves and threw the shirt in a clothes basket. I nodded and she continued. "I think maybe Hime should stop being so distant towards other Shinigami. You should make more friends."
I scoffed at this. Not this lecture again.
"Hime shouldn't be such a lone wolf. It's not good for you." Rubi said and I raised a hand to stop her from talking.
"Rubi, stop talkin." I rolled my eyes. "It's not me that's the problem. It's those fools."
It's true, but to be honest, I felt angry around the other Shinigami. Only a selected few liked me. I say about 95% of the Shinigami didn't like me here. The reasons were either something foolish or something of envy.
Things like:
"She's always with the Taichous."
"What makes her so special?"
"She's a midget."
"Her hair is so unusual and ugly. I like Renji's better."
"Who wears their hair in pigtails anymore?"
"She's nothing but a kid."
"Your pink eyes are weird. Are you some type of demon?"
"The Soutaichou only wants you here because he pities you."
"The Fukotaichous pity you too because you're a lonely ghost."
The words they spoke were probably true. I mean, I left the Shinigami Academy early because I was too strong to compete with the others; therefore the trainees teased me for my looks. The Soutaichou, Yamamoto, came in person to escort me to the Sereitie. I thought it was a joke, until he gave me a uniform.
He told me I was of Taichou level if I could reach Bankai, so he brought me here. Thing is, my Fire Zanpaktou is controlled by my emotions. I can control Rubi easily as long as I'm focused and calm. If I get sad, the flames are weaker. If I'm angry…
I shook my head. Those memories of anger were too much to handle. Those nightmares of my past would reappear every now and then. When they did, it hurt my heart to the very core.
"There you go, Hime. All suited up!" Rubi pumped a fist into the air and I blinked. I didn't even realize she had slipped off my pants and slipped on my uniform for me, which was WAY too big on me. The sleeves went past my hands and the pants legs went past my feet, but I liked it better that way. I blinked and stared at the mirror in disgust.
I never hated my looks all that much until I came to the Shinigami Academy, where everyone began to make fun of me for it. I hated my hair, my height, my eyes, and my snow white skin. I hated them because no one liked it, so I was outcasted.
No one would ever understand me, no one but Rubi.
I stormed out the bathroom, not looking back. Rubi transformed back into her sword state and I strapped her around my waist with my pink sash. I tied my blade to my left hip and left my little room into the living room. On the couch sat two girls, who desperately wanted to become close to me for reasons I've yet to discover.
"Ohayou, Haruka Onee-sama!" Tomoyo Tsubasa smiled happily at me, jumping from her seat on the couch. I watched as she ran to me and grabbed my hand. I scowled as I heard Rubi laugh at me from her inner world.
Tomoyo (I call her Tomo for short) died when she was 15 years old. She had light green hair that she wore in a ponytail atop her head. Her eyes were a pretty amethyst color and she was taller than me (of course -_-). She was kinda flat chested, which I often laughed at mentally, but she was a cute girl either way. She wore the Shinigami uniform, which wasn't too big or too small for her. Her short ranged Zanpaktou was tied to her back.
"Ohayou, Tomo, I'm going out early." I pat her head and headed for the door until a knife flew past my cheek, letting a few strands of hair fall to the ground. I growled and turned swiftly to the skilled woman in the doorway behind me, twirling another knife on her fingers.
"Are you tryin to kill me, Scout!?" I screeched pointing at the knife enraged. She sighed and threw the other knife onto the ground. Scout calmly smirked and crossed her arms.
"Stop leaving your panties in the bathroom floor, baka." Scout held up my white laced panties and I turned red, starting to stutter from embarrassment. "How plain can you be? White panties Haruka, really?"
I ran to her and snatched them from her. "Go to hell and burn!" I barked at her as Tomo laughed loudly.
Scout Musubi looked about 18 years old. She had sky blue hair with pretty purple streaks in them. She wore her hair in a bun tied with a beautiful satin white ribbon that made the perfect bow. Her figure was almost perfect with almost perfect sized breasts to match. She also was a roommate and wore the Shinigami uniform. Her Zanpaktou was tied to her right hip.
Scout was always cracking jokes about how we all came in the perfect sizes. I was small, Tomoyo was medium, and she was large. We were like three peas in a pod. I didn't like to admit it, but they (my friends I guess) were like flowers to me. Tomo was my Daisy and Scout was my Water Lily. All my… Close friends, were flowers to me because I had a secret deep love for flowers of all kinds.
"I-I'm leaving!" I scoffed, tucking the white panties in my pocket and walking out the room. I flash-stepped to the entrance of the Shinigami Housing Units and saw my favorite Taichou waiting for me.
Realize, dear readers, that I used sarcasm when I said the word favorite.
"Haruka, you're late." Toshiro Hitsugaya stood in front of me, arms crossed and that usual cold expression. I was barely shorter than him, but it sucked let me tell ya.
"Aren't I always?" I joked, pulling out a peppermint and placing it into my mouth. I looked up at him and gave a smirk. "How are ya, Toshiro?"
"That's Hitsugaya-Taichou to you, Haruka. Learn respect for your superiors." He spoke sternly. I pretended to cry dramatically.
"Oh no~ Little Chibi-kun is gonna hurt me with his big bad ranking~!" I fake wined, making an anime vain pop up on his forehead.
"Stop calling me Chibi-kun! I'm taller than you!" He shouted, and that really pissed me off.
"I'm not short! You're just barely taller anyways you beast!" I yelled.
"Urasai!" He retorted.
"Burn in hell already!" I snapped back.
We were glaring at each other so hard I could see sparks between our eyes. I felt a hand go atop my head as the other hand did the same for Toshiro's.
"Taichou~ Haru-chan~ don't fight like that! What would people think of you two silly little lovers~?" Rangiku Matsumoto giggled as she pushed us closer. "Hug and make up!"
"We are NOT lovers!" We both shouted in unison at Rangiku, looking back at each other fiercely.
"I hate you, ice midget." I hissed at him.
"Back at you, flame brain." Toshiro scoffed back.
"I hate you more!" I hissed like an angry cat.
"I'll hate you for as long as I live!" He growled like the stupid mutt he was.
I pretended to cry again and hid behind Rangiku, another one of my 'friends'. "Ran-chan~" I wailed, calling her by the nickname I gave her. "Chibi-kun is being mean to me!"
Toshiro rolled his eyes and held an envelope to me. I snatched it from his hands and looked at the pretty cursive writing.
"Old geezer Yama gave me a letter?" I mumbled, ripping it open. I sat in the grass, Rangiku at my side. Toshiro sat in front of me as I scanned the paper.
"He wants me to go to the Captain's meeting this afternoon?" I asked, looking at the white haired bastard.
He nodded. "So I'll be escorting you today." He glared at me and continued. "No funny games, Haruka."
I smirked at him to annoy him. "No promises, Toshiro."
He was about to speak until Rangiku grinned happily. "Haru-chan, lets drink when you get out of the meeting!"
"I never drank before Ran-chan…" I mumbled softly so no one would hear me. Toshiro growled at Rangiku and grabbed her wrist.
"Matsumoto, you're not going anywhere until you finish your work!" Toshiro yanked Rangiku to her feet and she whined. I stood up too, ignoring Toshiro's hand as he held it out to me. "Haruka, you'll be with me until the meeting."
"Damn it, I'm stuck with you?" I groaned as we headed towards the Squad 10 Barracks.
"Don't complain, besides, you'll be helping Matsumoto with her work." Toshiro looked over his shoulder at me and a pouting Rangiku. "The both of you will do the paper work with me, understand?"
"Y-Yes Taichou.." Rangiku said sadly. I just scoffed and crossed my arms.
-_-_-_-_-Caged Loveless Phoenix-_-_-_-_-
~Toshiro POV
Haruka and I hated one another. It all made sense if you put it together. She and I were like the sun and moon. She was always so reckless, stubborn, and quiet naïve. She was always breaking some type of rule. Just two days ago, she had gone to fight Hollows out in the districts on her own when she had been told not to. She was scolded and put on lockdown, which she had decided to break those laws too.
She's broken so many rules and disrespected so many of her superiors, yet Soutaichou keeps her around saying she's worth the trouble! I think someone else better suited is out there.
I had learned she and Matsumoto were rather close. Haruka was usually alone when I saw her around the Seireitei. She was always training by herself or eating in silence up a tree. She always seemed to have a poker face. I heard many rumors around here about her, much gossip wasn't good. I lot of Shinigami here did not like Haruka.
Neither did I. Well, I didn't hate her, she just irritated me. She was always calling every Taichou by their first names, which is also another law she broke. She was always acting out on her own and she wasn't even put in a Squad here since Soutaichou brought her. He says he wants her to reach Bankai, but it's more like she's on a damn vacation!
She wasn't mature either. I hated having the same 'child prodigy' title as her. It was as if everyone was treating her like an idiot while I was still some type of God or something.
People feared Haruka, which I didn't understand. I know her Zanpaktou is of flames like the Soutaichou, but why is everyone so terrified? Was it her pink-red hair? Was it her pretty pink eyes? That too-adorable-child-like face?
I had never seen Haruka truly smile. Even around Matsumoto, I hadn't seen a real smile on Haruka's face. I knew Haruka also had made friends with Scout Musubi and Tomoyo Tsubasa, her roommates. Haruka was even friends with most of the Taichou and Fukutaichou around here. Haruka often spent time with Matsumoto, Rukia, Renji, Jushiro, Shunsui, Aizen, and mainly Gin. She and Gin really hit it off when she came. Aizen became her second friend, that's when everyone spread word out about Haruka. She was the talk of the Soul Society until the negative gossip spread.
Haruka's eyes held a dark, cold, lonely emotion… No one seemed to notice it. Her body language even said it. I didn't hate Haruka, no not at all. I… I wanted to be close with her, but it was almost impossible. She and I just couldn't get along.
"Yo Toshiro, are we going to that meeting or not?"
I heard Haruka as she jumped over the couch and walked to my desk. I nodded and stood.
"That's Hitsugaya-Taichou to you. Yes Haruka, let's take our leave." I walked to the door with a grouchy Haruka behind. "Matsumoto, you stay here and finish your work, that's an order."
I heard Matsumoto whine as I closed the door to my office. Haruka stood beside me, looking empty as usual. I glanced at her and looked ahead, trying not to look at her. No one seemed to notice the fading flame in Haruka's eyes…
So why did I?
So a new saga has begun cause I'm bored!
Sky's laptop has broken, so we cant work together on Love is a Violent Pain *cries*
However, I'll do this story while I await for her!
Haruka is based off of Pokemonsky1999 herself, so this is a story about herself and Toshiro :D
Haruka is indeed my OC and Tomoyo is also mine. Scout is Sky's however!
Anyways, review please and tell me what you think!
I'll update as quickly as I can.