YO!

Lynn has returned!!

XD Okey, so I've been gone for a really long time, and I am completely aware of the fact that I desperately need to work on the SasuSaku story I have...

But... I guess I've lost motivation for the story [I need some suggestions HINTHINT XD

Anyway! I started watching Bleach around when the school year started and now I'm completely addicted to it. So it went from watching nearly 8 episodes a day to finishing about a hundred more in the cramped time of two weeks. Then I stayed up to 5AM last night reading the manga XD

I'm almost as caught up as I possibly can be, but I'm kind of holding off so I can "savor" the newest three chapters.

Anyway, while watching Bleach, I found one of THE cutest [in my limited opinion pairings in existence. Ever since I watched the filler episode [T-T I know, it's filler, that part absolutely kills me, I have been obsessed with HitsuKarin. Hitsugaya's cool 'n' kind of hott in my eyes [ . Personally, I think he look about 13, but that's because I was a fangirl for a while. WAS. and Karin's just freakin' awesome.

So here's a story I started a few days ago. It's basically like the "intro" stage right now, and I have a lot more of the story saved to my laptop. I'd love it if anyone at all would want me to continue it, but it's basically only here for me to save stuff online. My stupid laptop has a habit of messing with my documents and shutting down in the middle of an unsaved story.

Anyway! The story[Eh heh heh... I was starting to forget about it and ramble on and on

Disclaimer-chan: I do not own Bleach, nor do I own any of the spamtacular characters, places, plot, or manga//anime in any sort of way.

I just own my random ideas I get when I should be sleeping.

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Silver Snow

By Lynn, co-owner of BlackSunflower

Chapter One:

The Photo

Hitsugaya lightly adjusted his shinigami robes, double-checking if Hyourinmaru was held securely onto his black and white clothing. He would not admit it to anyone, but he was secretly very pleased with his sudden and recent growth spurt. He now had grown into a teenage boy that would never more be regarded as an elementary student, since he towered at a good 5'10. Despite the sudden height change, he still had maintained his usual hair and clothing style, except for the new way he carried his sword. The shoulder strap that had once held his zankupaktou across his back had been discarded onto his desk chair.

On most days, that would be the only thing that seemed a little disorganized in his room, but today was obviously not. Matsumoto was going through her sudden need for spring cleaning and insisted for him to go through every box stored in his room and closet. Grudgingly, the young captain had agreed, and now his room/office sat filled with numerous cardboard boxes covering ever inch of the floor, tables, and furniture. His bed was the only island of sanity among the sea of brown and papers sticking out in all directions. Still, he had agreed to do some cleaning, and it was a little too late to back off now.

Checking the clock hanging on the wall across him, Hitsugaya realized he had a good quarter of an hour to wait off before needing to be briefed for a new mission, so he had some time to kill. A box beside him seemed to glare at him expectantly, so he released a sigh and begin digging through it.

The box was filled with numerous stacks of papers, all concerning his last trip, from a year or two ago to the real world, all about the pseudo-hollows that they had battled. They were pretty much useless now, seeing that the monsters had been all terminated. He began sifting out the stacks and piling them into a bin for throwing away things when a photo slid out from between two stapled packets. Dropping off the garbage, Hitsugaya leaned over and picked up the picture. He and a girl were standing side-by-side in a soccer field. The lamp above his head had cerated a glare on the shiny material of the photograph, but he knew without a question that the girl standing next to him, playfully pulling on his hair was Kurosaki Karin, the sister of part-time-shinigami Kurosaki Ichigo.

Tilting the image slightly to relieve it of the glare, he could see himself looking off to the side in a sort of irritated glare while Karin grinned so widely that it was obvious that she was ttrying to hold back laughter. Matsumoto had insisted that they took pictures in the real world as "souvenirs." Apparently, she believed that Karin and Hitsugaya's victory in a soccer match was worthy of her limited photos. She had even insisted on giving copies to both and for them to write a short message on the other's picture.

Remembering this, Hitsugaya flipped his over to the back in search of Karin's note. In her tomboyish scrawl, she had written, "Arigato, 'elementary schooler.' Hope to have to play with me again, Toshiro! Karin"

Despite his usual stoic facial expression, the hard glare melted for a second and fell into a soft smile. Then, in horror, he looked to is wall clock and realized he would be late. Swearing, he tucked the photo into a pocket and dashed the down the hallway towards the meeting room.

Ten minutes and two wrong turns later, Hitsugaya arrived in a slightly sweat-drenched and heaving fashion.

"Ah, taichou, you've made it!" Matsumoto's voice came from the other side of the hall, her pale blue eyes smiling at him. To most people, they would believe it to be a just a friendly greeting, but the fukutaichou quickly nodded her head to her left as she spoke, indicating his seat. He in return gave an appreciative look back at her and seated himself.

"Now that we have all arrived, we may begin the meeting," the commander general spoke slowly in a deliberate manner, one that held much authority.

Hitsugaya realized that "we" didn't just include the leaders of the 10th squad, but there were others there as well. Abarai Renji sat across the table from him, decked in the outfit of the lieutent. Beside the crimson-haired man perched Yumichika, and of course, Ikakku would have to be there next to his group-mate. If the white-haired captain were to lean across the table, he would have seen Rukia looking intently at the commander general, awaiting orders. But there was no need for that, since her reiatsu was filling in the space beside Matsumoto.

"All of you have gathered for another mission, but to where and for what has not been clarified," mumbled agreements came fro maround the table. "Thus, I will inform you. You six are to return once more to Kakura ? Town. Reportedly, there have been sightings of Arrancar, and I believe you six to be the most able-fitted for the task of exterminating them. Not only have you faced them before, but you also know the town itself. Hitsugaya Toshiro, you will again lead the mission.

"Kurosaki Ichigo has already been informed of the situation, and his small squad consisting of Orihime, Sado, and the Quincy, Uryuu, is also in this. They will be expecting your arrival and will again provide housing for you, although we highly recommend for people to stay at houses that you previously stayed at.

"That is all. Your mission begins today and you will depart from the Soul Society within the next five hours. Good luck and farewell," the wizened old shinigami smiled widely at them and waved a good-bye.

"Sayonara," they all chorused as they left the room. As soon as they were out of the captain's earshot, Matsumoto squeaked happily.

"Heat that, taichou?! We're going back to the real world! Think of all the shopping possibilities!" her orange hair bounced around happily as she waltzed down the hallway.

"More Hollow fighting opportunities," Ikkaku and Yumichika exchanged grins.

"Well, let's see how Ichigo's doing." Renji added, and Rukia nodded in agreement.

Expectantly, they looked to Hitsugaya for their leading captain's input, but he was off in his own little world. This was an odd coincidence, finding the photo from the place he was returning to. Going back there meant he would see her again, didn't it?

Though he would never, ever, ever consider telling anyone about this, his stomach felt the strangest sensation of nervousness and an extreme case of looking forward. Without a word, he strode down the hallway to his room to pack. Repeatedly, he told himself that he just wanted to see if her leg was better and how she was now.

The other shinigami exchanged confused glances, but Matsumoto grinned in anticipation, knowing fully well that this mission was full of opportunities to lightly tease Hitsugaya.

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Oh yeah, I bet there are a lot of spelling and grammatical errors somewhere in there, let me know if you find any.

OOC-ness? Let me know. Confusing story? Let me know. Stupid parts that I put in? Let me know. Ideas? I'd love to hear. Flames? Love to hear those too!

And of course, praise is good. XD

Thanks for reading!!

--Lynn