DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Bleach
Proluge
He didn't know what death was. All he knew was that it was cold and his mommy had gone off somewhere without him.
He turned stumbling and falling over a snow covered tree root. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get his shaking legs to support him, and after 4 hours of wandering around in the cold snow he couldn't bring himself to care.
'Why did mommy leave me?' He thought laying in the snow. He was so tired.
"May be I'll take a nap," he mumbled into the snow, "Mommy will come take me home when I wake up."
He fell asleep, his mother never came, and she never cared. Hitsugaya Toushiro, aged 4, died not knowing what death was on the coldest day of that year.
AN: Yeah this is my first fanfiction I've written that I REMOTLY liked. so tell what you think and if I should continue writting or not. Critisism much appreciated.