1Rain
Toshiro x Matsumoto
By: Melis
...I hate the rain...
He sighed, the soft haze about him, misted at the edges of his robes.
It had been a long day, and a frustrating one at that. Nothing seemed to have gone right, from the ink spilling all over a certain report, to the wind blowing through the open window, scattering his papers about the room. He had tried several times to perk up, drank some tea, read a book. He took a walk too, his feet taking him to a certain someone's room.
The girl had sat ever so quietly at the edge of her bed, her eyes swollen, face forlorn as she gazed at the emptiness of her hands. The white haired boy had approached her with caution at first, unsure of himself, of her, of what would happen.
"Momo..." he called gently, the girl jumping as if she had been struck.
"Captain Hitsugaya..." she all but whispered, slowing turning her gaze towards him.
He stared at her, his heart aching as he watched the hope color her expression, her eyes pleading with the words she so longed to hear.
"Is he..alright? Did you save him for me?" she asked, her voice breaking bit.
Toshiro gulped, did all he could to keep his expression solid, to keep his pain from her as he slowly shook his head, his lips a thin line.
Slowly, the words sunk in, Hinamori's expression fading, her eyes wide with shock, the terror twisting her features into a mask of pain and horror.
"I...I see..." she finally spoke, turning her gaze back to her empty hands, before wrapping them about herself, as if an attempt to hold herself together.
"I see...I see..." chanted the small girl, her voice breaking here and there, broken sobs crushing her lungs, made it seem like she was truly gasping for air.
Toshiro could only watch now as the girl he cared for fell apart once more, all his doing. He slipped from the room wordlessly, closed the door firmly behind him, before his expression fell, before the guilt took over and crushed him.
...damn it all... he thought, his cool hands against his forehead now, the rain still falling about him.
It was amazing, how his feet had carried him, even though he wasn't aware of it. Somehow, he had wandered outside, had made his way to the roof of his office where he sat, had somehow ignored the downpour that soaked his robes and drenched his hair.
It had all really been his fault, all of it, at least, that's how it felt. He had made the promise to Momo, had swore to recuse Aizen, to 'save' him, no matter what the cost. Nothing was too high a price for Hinamori, nothing, not even his own life. Hell, he would gladly give his own to bring back her beloved Captain. All she needed to do was simply speak the order and it was done.
...no...no... he thought, shaking his head, draping his arms over his bent knees, letting his head hang.
This was Aizen's fault, he tricked them all, tricked Momo the most, and yet, she still trusted him, still loved him, so much. It was so hard to see her like that, knowing that the only one she wanted to walk through that door was Aizen.
...enough...! his mind cried.
...that's enough...no more... he chocked, closing his eyes as he slowly shook his head.
It was too much, the pain in his heart, the guilt eating away at him, day and night, made him wish that he has been the one pinned to that wall, that he had been the criminal mastermind, not Aizen. Nothing would ever change Momo now, nothing...except the glorious return of her beloved Captain Aizen.
Quickly he shook his head, closing his eyes tighter, his hand cupped over his mouth as he fought back the tears and guilt that plagued him. He was breaking, now more then ever, and there was no one to go to, no one to tell him what to do, what to believe in, where he should be, what he should be doing or feeling. Always, he felt like this when the rain came, and today, sitting in the sky's tears was more painful then ever, the drops scaring him, each one another cut, another tear he had caused his dear friend.
And then he was leaning, something warm suddenly against the side of his face, wrapped about his neck and shoulders.
He blinked, lowering his hand some, noting he was at an angle now.
...wha...what the...? he thought, slowly turning his gaze, to the left...and nearly fell off the roof.
The soft warmth that had been pressed to his face became visible, to beautiful mountains, crushing themselves to him.
"Matsumoto!!" he shouted, angling his body away from her massive bosom, to gaze out at the hazy countryside.
"Yes captain?" sang the red head, her arms still abotu his neck and shoulders, her expression confused now as she gazed at him.
Toshiro continued to look away, sure his face had turned several shades of red, thanks to her lovely...assets, that had been pressed so perfectly to his face.
He composed himself quickly, his expression going from shocked to annoyed, though the blush at his cheeks did not fade, even as he glanced to her from the corner of his eye.
He blinked then, looking to her now, taking in her confused expression.
"Wh-what?" he asked, trying to move away from her.
"Nothing." she replied with a smile.
Toshiro gulped slightly, his eyes wide again, quickly looking away, the heat coloring his features once more.
It was silent for a moment, Toshiro still angled away from his assistant captain, while she followed his gaze, her arms still tight at his neck and shoulders.
"I thought you were working in the office..." he finally spoke, his voice low.
She shifted beside him a bit.
"I was, but...you suddenly went missing, so I went looking for you."
He rolled his eyes.
...typical... he thought, noting this was one of her favorite lines to use when she wanted to get out of work.
"You know, it's very hard to work when you're not there." she continued, Toshiro frowning again, noting it was hard for Matsumoto to do work when he was gone, mainly because she was rather easily distracted.
"When you leave the room, I get...I get so lonely..." she spoke, her voice soft.
Toshiro tensed, his eyes wide as he listened.
...what...?
"I don't like being away form you Captain..." she added, the side of her face resting against his shoulder.
He listened, silent and wide eyed, his cheeks burning again, lightly turning his head some.
"Matsumoto..."
And then he was falling, had turned his body in the process to land against her bosom, her arms about his shoulders and neck, holding him to her.
"But I'm so glad I found you! You looked so sad sitting there...I know how much you hate the rain too. You looked like you needed a big hug!" sang the beautiful shinigami, hugging him to her.
"M-Matsumoto!" he complained, pushing at her some, before giving up, going limp in her arms, letting her continue to crush him to her chest.
It was silent for a while, Matsumoto content to hold her small captain in her arms, Toshiro suddenly content to be held. No longer did that sadness or guilt cripple him, nor did the rain make him feel cold and numb. He felt warm now, wanted, his eyes half closed as his body relaxed against her own, the only sound the rain falling about them.
"...You...were lonely...?" he asked.
"Yes." she spoke.
Toshiro's expression changed again, his heart fluttering and aching at the same time, the strange clam washing over him, along with the content of being held, of being...
...wanted...
Yes, wanted.
"Oh!" Matsumoto exclaimed, Toshiro's eyes widening some.
"What is it?" he asked, tensing.
"Look Captain!" chirped the red head.
"Two rainbows!"
Toshiro blinked, turning to sit beside his Assistant Captain, both gazing out the brightest rainbows either of them had ever seen. Both were so clear, so bright and beautiful, one larger then the other, seeming to contrast the two watching perfectly.
Matsumoto emitted a soft sigh, leaning in to rest her head on her Captain's shoulder.
"M-Matsumoto..." stuttered the white haired boy, looking to her, then away, hoping she hadn't noticed the heat at his cheeks, or the pounding of his heart.
"See?" she started.
"It's not so bad being in the rain."
Toshiro blinked, looked to the rainbows before him, then to his beautiful Assistant Captain, her eyes finding his, giving him a playful wink and a sweet smile.
Toshiro frowned, blushing once more as he turned away, gazing at the rainbows again.
He tilted his head, ever so slightly to the left, letting it rest against Matsumoto's, sighing softly with a content smile.
"Yeah..."
"Sometimes...I enjoy the rain..."
Fin
Okay, probably not the best, but still not bad right? RIGHT!? XD Anyhoo, I've been in a HUGE Toshiro x Matsumoto mood and it's been a while since I've written any fan fiction so why not?! This is just one story of my collection of Matsumoto and Toshiro one shots. Yes, Melis is finally writing some one shots! Anyhoo, please review and let me know whatcha think! And DO NOT waste time telling me how this is a 'crack' couple, because it is NOT, nor will you ever convince me it is. Anyhoo, enjoy dear sweet Toshiro x Matsumoto fans! ENJOY!!
-Melis