(A/N) Just a warning, it's angst. But, let me tell ya, it's definitely not OOC. I think my oneshot with Hitsuhina went well, so I'm doing a story. ENJOY and R&R!!!
Notes:
Italics: thoughts, dreams, flashbacks, emphasis
Disclaimer: I own Clorox Bleach, but not the show…
Requiem for a Soul
Monotone
"No more truth. Bells ring no more in me. I am all alone singly. Lonely rests my head. O my God! I am dead." - Jose Garcia Villa
She couldn't believe it. It wasn't true. He'd never do something like that. She trusted him. He wasn't evil. He just couldn't be.
'But he is.'
She shook her head, trying to get rid of that thought.
"You know, you're in permanent denial," Rangiku had said once.
She didn't listen. She didn't want to hear. They were all wrong.
'I trusted him…'
-0-
Hinamori was walking through the 5th squad barracks in a daze. The squad members exchanged worried glances. This was common, nowadays, but it was still a depressing sight to see the once energetic and sometimes naïve vice captain wearing an emotionless mask.
Toshiro Hitsugaya was beginning to worry about her. Never had he seen her like this. Momo Hinamori was always so lively and happy. But now she was… dead. There was no other way to describe it.
It pained Toshiro to watch. He had been extra nice to her lately, giving her small presents and helping her with the mounds of paperwork she had to do. He even allowed Matsumoto to blow off her paperwork and take Momo partying in order to cheer her up. But nothing worked. She even stopped calling him Shiro-chan. And strangely, he missed that annoying pet name.
'And it's all because of him,' Toshiro thought, his anger rising.
The bastard that dared to call himself a captain. Aizen Sosuke, the Arrancar leader. The 'kindest' and 'friendliest' captain. The entire reason Hinamori joined the Gotei 13. And the one they had all trusted.
Everyone thought he was caring and kind. Most people idolized him. And that was their downfall.
"Hey, Captain, smell the sake."
Toshiro snapped back to reality to see his vice captain placing a pile of paperwork on his desk.
"Are these yours?" he asked, his eye twitching.
"Nope. They're Momo's," Matsumoto replied. "I'll bring mine for you later."
Seeing his expression she added," Just kidding."
Hitsugaya sighed, exasperated.
"It's your fault for taking on all of squad five's paperwork," Matsumoto said.
"Did I ask for your opinion?" Toshiro asked bitterly.
Rangiku took that as a dismissal.
'Wow, the captain's sure in a bad mood,' Rangiku thought. 'But then again, he's always in a bad mood.'
"Maybe if I cheer up Momo, he'll cheer up, too," Rangiku said aloud.
See, Rangiku can have good ideas, too.
-0-
"What's this?" Momo asked, pulling on one of the ears of the stuffed bunny Rangiku put on her desk.
"It's Chappy!" Rangiku squealed. "Everyone in the material world loves it, so I thought you might, too."
"Thanks, Rangiku," Momo said in a monotone voice.
Rangiku sighed.
'On to plan B.'
"How about you and I hit some clubs?" Rangiku asked.
"I'm too busy," Momo answered blandly.
"I can get Captain Hitsugaya to do it," Rangiku suggested.
"I don't want to burden him anymore than I already have," Momo said.
Rangiku didn't have a plan C. So, she just went on instinct.
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY, YOU'RE GOING TO GET OUT OF THIS STUFFY OFFICE AND HAVE SOME FUN, DAMMIT!!!"
Momo didn't seem the slightest bit fazed.
"I don't want to have fun."
Rangiku grinned evilly.
"Well, you see, I don't care," she said. "This is forced fun, and you're going to enjoy it!"
Rangiku grabbed the vice captain's arm, and dragged her out of the office.
-0-
"You! I want to take you to the gay bar! I want to take you to the gay bar! I want to take you to the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar!"
The slurred voices of Rangiku Matsumoto, Captain Kyoraku, Ikkaku Madarame, Izuru Kira, and Shuuhei Hisagi sang off-beat with sake gourds in their hands. Momo was cowering in a corner, trying to block out the sound of their garbled voices.
'I shouldn't have let her drag me here,' she thought as they broke out into a chorus of 'Stop, in the name of love'.
Momo was not enjoying herself. She never handled peer pressure well, and having the Shinigami force her to drink was irking. She just wanted to go back to the barracks, finish her paperwork, and go to bed.
But Rangiku wasn't having that.
"Buck up, kiddo," Rangiku slurred with a slight blush on her cheeks. "You gotta loosen up."
"But I don't want to 'loosen up'," Momo responded.
"Yes, you do," Rangiku said, suddenly deadly serious.
She shoved the gourd in her direction.
"I'd rather not," Momo said, trying to discourage the intoxicated woman.
"Why not?" Rangiku whined.
"Because she's not an idiot."
Rangiku looked up to see a seething Captain Hitsugaya.
"Oi, Captain, I had paperwork to finish, didn't I?" Rangiku said in a not-so-serious tone of voice.
"Yes, you did," Toshiro said, getting angrier by the second.
"I'll get right on that," Rangiku said.
Then she passed out.
"Umm, Rangiku?" Izuru said, poking her limp body. "I think she's dead."
"Let's poke her with a stick," Hisagi said.
Hitsugaya sighed. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately.
"Thank you, Captain," Momo said, getting up and bowing. "I'll be returning to the barracks now."
She turned and left.
Toshiro stared after her sadly. Captain.
Is that the only thing he is to her now? A captain?
For the first time in his entire life, he felt like crying.
-0-
'Goodbye.'
The sword pierced her heart.
Suddenly, she was falling into an endless abyss, the dark consuming her.
And yet, she felt nothing. She just kept falling. Forever.
-0-
Momo awoke with a start. A cold sweat was forming on her forehead and back. She reached for the glass of water beside her bed, and chugged it. As she laid back down, she repressed the dream.
'It meant nothing,' she tried to convince herself. 'It was just a dream.'
And yet, it wasn't.
That dream was her past. It was her present. And if she continued like this, it would be her future.
(A/N) A good way to get in the mood to write a story is to listen to music. Whatever you listen to, it transfers to the story. Love songs, ballads, funny songs, they can all affect your writing. Writing this chapter, I was listening to sad songs. One in particular is "Wind" by Akeboshi. It's actually a Naruto ending. It may not supposed to be sad, but it has a soft melodic rhythm that's a bit somber.
Angsty enough for ya? Well, it has to be. I mean, imagine how Momo felt, having the person she idolized most in the world betray her. But I tried to add some humor. Oh yeah, Gay Bar is a real song. It's one of my favorites (lol). R&R and I'll give you a cookie!!! Yayz!!
