Disclaimer: I dont own Bleach.
Author's Note: Okay, I'll be blatantly honest. I have no idea where this fic is gonna go. My mind is pretty crazy so I doubt it'll be anything close to what you expect so just bare with me! Also I have no fucking clue how old Toshiro is so I'm just gonna say 50? XD
Rating: M for violence, cussing, and sexual situations, lots of fluff :D.
Title: Black Ice
Chapters: Undecided
Genre: Angst, Romance
Setting: Right after Aizen betrays Soul Society.
Main Pairings: ToshiroxOC (Yaoi), Takeshi(OC)xMomo(Het)
Side Pairings: Undecided
Full Summary: Hitsugaya Toshiro was a cold person for multiple reasons. One of his best friends was driven over the edge by a mad man, he never stopped working and his lieutenant was lazy so that didn't do much to help the situation and to top it all off someone he thought was buried in his past decided to weasel his way back into the tiny captains life. Will this unidentified person be able to warm Toshiro's heart? ToshiroxOC (Yaoi)
Black Ice
Chapter 1
Memories
"More paper work..." Hitsugaya Toshiro was once again buried under an enormous stack of unsigned papers and official documents. His tired sea green eyes scanned over each page briefly before he dipped his brush in the thick black ink that sat near the edge of his desk and signed where it was needed. He continued to do this for at least three more hours before he finally glanced at the digital clock that Rangiku bought him on one of her 'missions' to the world of the living. It sat on the other side of the room. The bright red numbers on the black screen read, 3:34 am. He sighed and resisted the urge to let his fatigued body slip into the world of dreams. He forced his heavy drooping eyelids to stay open as he grabbed the next piece of paper off the top of the pile. Following the same routine he dipped his brush into the solid black liquid and signed another piece of paperwork. He looked at again and it read 3:58 this time. Toshiro sighed and let out a rather loud yawn.
"Master." A low voice called.
"What is it Hyorinmaru?" Toshiro stood up and stretched. His back popped as he arched it.
"I think you need to rest..." He said with a concerned frown.
"I'm fine. This paperwork isn't going to do itself. I just need to power through it."
"Why don't you rest now and have Matsumoto help you tomorrow?" Toshiro scoffed. "She may be lazy but there's no way she wouldn't help you if she saw the state your in. You know as well as I do that she cares for your well being."
"I don't need to be lectured, Hyorinmaru." He yawned as he said this. "I need to finish this..pape-..." Hyorinmaru sighed as he caught his tired master in his arms. The poor captain had been over working himself and staying up at ungodly hours of the night on purpose to avoid sleep. He actually went to other captains counter's and offered his help with papers since Soul Society was thrown in shambles by Aizen's betrayal. Every time he closed his eyes for even a second. He saw two things. He'd either see the horrid sight of his childhood friends limp lifeless body or he'd relive the moment that Aizen slashed through his bankai. But tonight he dreamed of something different. Actually he dreamt of someone rather than something. Someone he thought he'd never see again in real life let alone his dreams..
Dream
"Toshiro! Come on! Let's go play." A small child yelled. The group of kids surrounding him whispered suspiciously.
"No, its okay you can go. I need to stay here with granny anyway..." Toshiro's friend frowned.
"Come on, Takeshi!" The kids called. Takeshi looked back at Toshiro and saw the lonely look on his face.
"Nah, you guys go ahead. I'm gonna play with Toshiro today." They all protested quietly.
"But he's weird..." Takeshi's left eye twitched in anger.
"No he isn't!"
"Don't worry about it, Takeshi." The dark-haired boy scowled at the kids as they ran away to play with someone else.
"Whats wrong, Shiro-chan?" Toshiro's face reddened.
"Don't call me that! And nothings wrong." Takeshi pouted. He knew that Toshiro was lying.
"Is it those kids?" He didn't get a response. "Look, if those kids are bothering you I'll-"
"They're not. Its fine. Thanks for sticking up for me." Takeshi grinned.
"No problem, Shiro-chan!" Toshiro jumped up from the ground and chased his friend around the field.
"Don't call me that!"
"Then how about...Yuki-chan?" Takeshi tripped and Toshiro fell on top of him.
"Your so clumsy." Toshiro said, getting up and dusting himself off. Takeshi rolled over and laid in the grassy field staring at the sky. He was silent for a while so Toshiro joined him.
"Why do they treat you so differently?" Toshiro didn't reply right away.
"I don't know..." Takeshi wasn't stupid he knew exactly why. He got close to his friend and stared him straight in the eyes.
"Is it because of your white hair?" He asked, gently tugging on a lock of it. "Maybe its your eye color. Momo and I always thought your eyes were really pretty though so maybe that's not it." Hitsugaya looked everywhere but directly at Takeshi. "Maybe its your attitude. Other people think your cold. I don't think so though."
"Please don't judge me. I don't want you to start avoiding me to..."
"Your my best friend, I'd never do that." He said strongly. Toshiro wasn't entirely convinced though and Takeshi couldn't think of any way to make his friend believe him so he decided to let his actions speak for him. "Your not cold..." Takeshi whispered as he hugged the small boy. Toshiro finally let the icy walls surrounding his heart momentarily fall. He clung to Takeshi for dear life as he let out all the tears he'd been holding back for so long. "I love you, Toshiro..."
End Dream
Toshiro awoke in a cold sweat. He hadn't dreamt about him in years. So why now? There was a knock at the door.
"Taicho! I have coffee. I'm coming in." Toshiro threw off the blanket that Hyorinmaru placed over him and sent his Zanpakuto a mental thank you although he was slightly irritated he hadn't gotten as much work done as he would have hoped. "Taicho, were you asleep just now? You were sleeping on the job weren't you!" She accused jokingly.
"Shut up..." She handed him a piping hot mug of black coffee and took a seat at her on desk.
"You look like you've seen a ghost. Are you okay?" Toshiro took a sip of coffee and sat down at his desk to attack the paperwork. Surprisingly Matsumoto grabbed some of the stack to help out as well.
"Thanks." She noticed how he dodged the question and made a mental note to revisit the subject later.
"Your welcome."
A few hours later they had finished all the paper work. Toshiro left the office in search of more but they're wasn't so he'd have to keep himself occupied.
"Did you hear?" Toshiro wasn't sure why but he found himself tuning into a conversation between two shinigami.
"No, what happened?"
"Well, rumour has it they ALREADY found someone to take Aizen's place." Toshiro froze.
"Really? That was fast. Do you have any idea who it is?"
"Nope. But I heard he's another prodigy. Kinda like Hitsugaya-Taicho." They continued talking but Toshiro was no longer listening in. He rushed back to the squad ten barracks and approached Rangiku right away.
"Oh good your here. I'm glad I didn't have to go looking for you I got a hell butterfly just a couple of minutes ago. There's a captains meeting that's about to begin-" Toshiro didn't wait for her to finish talking he immediately headed towards the meeting hall in a burst of Shunpo. Toshiro wasn't a believer in omen's but this situation was quickly persuading him to believe otherwise. When he made it to the meeting hall Toshiro was glad he wasn't late. He took his place in line between Kyoraku and Kurotsuchi. The Sou-Taicho was already inside so the meeting began without delay. They addressed many issues from, damage reports, to clean up progress and finally, captain recommendations.
"All of you are aware of the current predicament we're in. Three taicho's defected, Soul Society is still recovering as well as some of your ego's and feelings." Toshiro could practically feel the eyes of everyone in the room on him. "But not all is hopeless. We have found one person that will help guide us through the darkness. He is exceptionally skilled and has agreed to take over the fifth division permanently. You can come in now..." Before the person could even get a foot in the door Toshiro secluded himself from reality within his inner world.
"..."
"Are we not going to talk about this?"
"..."
"Master?"
"...I" The like drizzle of snow that usually set the beautiful white backdrop of his inner world was more like a treacherous winter storm. Toshiro was already barely keeping it together. And now 'he' was going to get thrown in his face again?
"Master. I can sense your troubled. We are one and the same. Please confide in me." The icy dragon pleaded. But Toshiro wasn't in the mood to confide in anyone. He just felt like disappearing.
Flashback
"I love you, Toshiro.." Toshiro softly mumbled into Takeshi's chest."Hmm?" Toshiro didn't say anything else, he just tried to enjoy the blissful silence. Eventually however reality struck. And it struck him hard. All good things must come to an end. Some sooner than others.
"Nothing. Just don't talk. I want. No. I need to stay like this for awhile." Takeshi smiled and buried his face in Toshiro's snowy white mane. He pulled the boy closer to him, almost in lap and tightened his grip. "I-I don't want this to end..."
"It doesn't have to." Takeshi
"Yes it does..." Takeshi frowned.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm leaving." Takeshi loosened his grip on Toshiro much to the the boys dismay. But he didn't let go completely.
"Why, where, when.." Takeshi whispered.
"I've been invited to the Shinigami school, and soon. Meaning tomorrow." Takeshi finally let go of Toshiro completely and stood up. He began to walk away but Toshiro grabbed his arm. "Please, don't just walk away from me!"
"Why shouldn't I? Your about to walk away from me forever."
"I-I'll come back!"
"NO YOU WON'T!" Toshiro cringed at the hurt he heard in Takeshi's voice."We've both seen what happened to our friends when there loved one's left to go to train to become shinigami. They all either die in combat or become members of a squad. Some even become high ranking officer's. You will not come back if you leave me now."
"Yes I will. I'll find a way!"
"Toshiro. Your like a brother to me. Actually you ARE my brother. I love you. Your all I have in this world except for Momo and Granny and Granny isn't going to be around for much longer. Please, don't leave me..." Toshiro felt something wet fall on his forehead. At first he though it was Takeshi since he was standing over him. But it wasn't it began to rain. Such a depressing scene for a sad situation.
"I-I..."
"Toshiro..."
"I'm sorry.."
End Flashback
"Master. I cannot help you if you won't allow me. Please call me when you are ready to speak."
"..." Hyorinmaru sighed as his master left his inner world.
"I have a feeling I'm going to have to get used to this blizzard..."
"Please introduce yourself."
"My name is Takeshi Kazuma." Light brown hair with blonde-ish highlights, eyes that held the sweetness of candy and color of honey, the same velvety soft voice, almost the same height maybe two inches over five feet four inches. "I look forward to working with you all." He walked to the same spot Aizen filled before his defection and sighed. Takeshi never really liked stuffy meetings or stuffy meeting rooms, especially when there was someone n that stuffy meeting room that he had to avoid at all costs. He almost didn't take the position because of that same person, little did Takeshi know he wouldn't have any problem avoiding the icy captain. Once the meeting was over Takeshi wasted no time trying to get back to his barracks and Toshiro was in just as much of a hurry to get back to his office. He only hoped there would be enough work waiting there to greet him in order to take his mind of of his childhood friend. But they were both stopped.
"Hitsugaya-kun, Kazuma-kun! Why don't you both join us for drinks? Things have been way to uptight around here." Kyoraku asked.
"I have work to do." Toshiro said flatly.
"Um, just call me Takeshi and isn't it a littlle early to be drinking Kyoraku-san?" Takeshi said sheepishly. The very sound of Takeshi's voice made Toshiro want to flee back to the safety of his inner world.
"Its never to early to start drinking! Come on this is a happy occasion. And some of the other Captain's already agreed to go."
"Well its okay with me, I guess." Kyoraku grinned widely. Good, your not a light weight are you?" Takeshi grinned as well."Come on Hitugaya-kun!" Toshiro sighed but followed Kyoraku and Takeshi to a local bar nearby. When they arrived they were gretted by Renji, Ikkaku, Zaraki, Tetsuzaemon, Ukitake and surprisingly enough Byakuya.
"So dis' ish da new captain? He looks like a frucking pansy." Zaraki slurred. He began to laugh hysterically it was obvious he was drunk so Takeshi didn't really pay any attention to him. Kyoraku sat down first and Hitugaya and Kazuma sat on either side of him, avoiding each other's gaze all day long. A waiter put to huge bottles of Sake in the middle of the long wooden table and Kyoraku pulled his famous giant red cup out of his robe. Where he hides it, no one will ever know. Except for Nanao of course.
"Why am I here exactly?" Toshiro asked Kyoraku.
"Well from the looks of things you and Takeshi-kun have some sort of past. By the way you were awkwardly staring at each other earlier. Am I wrong." Toshiro decided not to dignify that with an answer.
"I appreciate the warm welcome you guys."
"No problem." Renji gave him a warm smile while Ikkaku looked like he was out for blood."
"So can you fight?" Ikkaku growled. Takeshi sighed and nodded although truth be told he never really liked to fight unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Haha! Did I hear someone say fight?" Zaraki howled.
"It'd be nice to see two taicho's in action!" Toshiro and Takeshi both eventually tuned everyone else out and glanced at each other. They're eyes locked onto each other for awhile before they both turned there attention to they're drinks.
"Cheers! To Takeshi-taicho and to the prosperity of Soul Society!" Kyoraku exclaimed. He held up the Sake cup and they all toasted Takeshi who was currently sipping on a glass of water and drowned within his own thoughts. And Toshiro, locked away in his own mental prison surrounded by guilt and mixed feelings.
After the little 'party' was over the only thing Takeshi got out of it was a death threat from Zaraki and a scowl from Toshiro. He wasn't sure how but for some reason he felt like his little Shiro-chan had changed. For the worse. But he had no intention of actually talking to the boy in order to find out. Even if he wanted to, Hitsugaya had left so fast that it didn't give Takeshi the opportunity.
"Ugh. You are SUCH a wuss, Taki! Go talk to him NOW!"
"Kojin..." Takeshi sighed.
"No! Don't Kojin me! It's been dark in here for decades, and you finally have a chance to make things right and your gonna tell me you don't want to make the first move because your scared!? Well I have five words for you my friend. P. U. S. S. Y."
"Those are letters..."
"Smart ass!" Takeshi tuned his Zanpakuto out the whole walk home. He didn't really feel like using Shunpo and it was a beautiful night so he decided to just walk and gaze up at the moon. Back at the squad 10 barracks Toshiro slammed the door shut behind him and collasped to his knee's. He refused to let these conflicting emotions get the best of him. Takeshi was the cause of his inner turmoil and it only caused Toshiro to resent him even more.
Flashback
"I'm sorry..."
"No don't be. You made your decision and obviously didn't take my feelings into consideration. I bet you told Momo though didn't you?" Toshiro looked down. "I knew it. I never understood why you care for her more than you do for me. It's honestly not jealously I'm just..." Takeshi squinted his eyes in an attempt to stop the damn of tears from cracking under the immense emotional pressure. If their was one thing he hated, it was definitely crying.
"Takeshi, I really am sorry..." Takeshi collapsed back into the grass and cradled himself.
"Were you just going to leave without telling me?" Toshiro for the umpteenth time didn't respond. "Do you hate me or something? Do you have any idea how much it would have hurt if I walked in one day and you were gone without a trace? I bet you swore Momo and Granny to secrecy didn't you." Toshiro nodded feeling ashamed. Takeshi could always read him like an open book. "Wow, do you hate me?"
"No-"
"Then why the fuck wouldn't you tell me something like this! Your all I have! We're a family! A family of four, but maybe not. Since most families I know don't keep secrets." Takeshi spat.
"I don't know what to say other than I'm sorry."
"You know Momo's leaving too, don't you? She's going to the shinigami school as well. Do you know what that means for me? I'm going to rot in Rukongai, alone."
"Come with us!"
"You know damn well that I'm not strong enough." Toshiro couldn't come up with anything to remedy the situation. He tried to talk to Takeshi but he was being tuned out. He tried to touch him but Takeshi would flinch away from him. So Toshiro did the worst and only thing he could think of to ease Takeshi's pain. He walked away. Just like he walked away from the bullies that would tease him about his hair color. Just like he'd walk away from Momo and Takeshi whenever they started to try to get him to open up. He just walked away. And Takeshi couldn't work up the strength to stop him.
End Flashback
Toshiro once again sought for the sanctuary that was his inner world and as soon as he got there. His Zanpakuto was patiently waiting. Toshiro cradled himself the same way Takeshi did all those years ago and Hyorinmaru wrapped his cold body around the boy to comfort him in any way possible.
Takeshi didn't go back to his barracks that night. Instead he went to go see someone he hadn't spoken to in years. Hinamori. When he arrived at her cell she was there waiting for him. Even in her unstable pychological state she was still able to sense the rieatsu of her old friend.
"Taki-chan? Is that you."
"Mhm, how are you Momo?" She smiled warmly at him.
"Well considering the circumstances I think I'm doing quite well."
"I heard about what happened. I'm sorry Momo." She completely deflected that comment.
"I would really rather not talk about it. What I would like to talk about though is the fact that your my taicho now! Kira-kun told me. I was worried some jerk I didn't know would be promoted to the position. I'm so glad it's you though." Takeshi grinned.
"Yeah, my first act as a taicho is to get you out of here." Takeshi announced.
"Before you do that I need to know something." Takeshi knew this was coming. It was unavoidable. "Have you talked to Shiro-chan yet?"
Desire: Good god, this is like a freakin' chick flick...
Takeshi: He almost cried a couple of times while writing this.
Desire: I don't like being mean to Shiro. And I'm a wuss :P
Shiro: Then don't be.
Desire: I had to.
Takeshi: I missed Shiro-chan.
Shiro:...
Takeshi: Still to soon?
Shiro: (nods)
Desire: I think I may update again sometime today. I dunno. If I do it'll be A LOT longer than this chapter. Also I kinda want to know if Toshiro is OCC. I tried to make it so he wasn't but I think I failed :P lemme know in the form of a review. (hint, hint) Bye!