Pili-Chan: Hi everyone! This is my first Bleach fanfic and...well...yaXD

Yami Pili-Chan: Yay...another group of people has to deal with you...I'm sure that they'll be soooo happy...

Pili-Chan: Realy:D

Yami Pili-Chan: No

Chibi Pili: Yami is sooo mean!

Yami Pili-chan: That's me... live with it you foolish-sugar-addict chibi mortal

Accidia: Can we just get this over with?

Pili-Chan: Oh yes! so! this is the first chapter of a fanfic with...ummm...6 chapters. I'm writing now the secund one so...wait for itXD

Chibi Pili: Pili-Chan, or any other of her spilts don't own Blach or anything that has to do with it...

Yami Pili-Chan: I'm sure that the Bleach characters are very happy with that...

Pili-Chan: So...ummm...well...ENJOY!


If Hitsugaya Toushiro had to compare his and a certain silver haired shinigami to something, it had to be a storm and the lightnings of the two's relationships would be the first looks.

He didn't remember when was the first time he saw him, but he did remember the constantly closed eyes, the silver hair and that fox-like smile. He remembered especially one smile, the first smile the fox-like shinigami smiled at him, the first time he saw the red eyes of the older male.

Yes, those looks were definitely the lightnings, the first true signs of a storm (They're clouds would probably be Hitsugaya's entrance to the shinigami academy, but then again, sometimes the dark clouds are just passing by without inflicting a storm), and like the lightnings, the looks were just flashing moments, jolts of power that made the young white haired boy blush, even if he wasn't the type to blush over a simple smile.

And again, just like the lightning, those looks, those electrifying smiles, were as beautiful and as dangerous as the said metaphor. Looks that could give him a rush of adrenalin yet could kill him from the inside, slowly and cruely, burning like fire from hell (and he didn't like fire...or heat in general). He knew that those looks weren't the looks that two people that never talked to each other, that know each other only by looks, gave each other, hell, a father and a son don't look at each other like that... but lovers do, he saw enough couples in love, he saw the looks they gave each other, and knew that the looks the older man gave him were the same, not that he minded, of course not, he himself looked at the older one that way. Sure, he knew it was wrong, he knew that it wasn't accepted and he was aware to the fact that he didn't even know his name but he didn't care.

He remembered the last look they shared before they even talked, he remembered that he was sitting alone on a roof, looking at the dark sky a lightnings were cutting the dark sky in a dazzling display of electrifying light. He heard someone coming, and without even looking he knew who it was, he knew it was his forbidden love, he knew it was him. They didn't talk, just set there, looking at the sky. He felt an arm around his shoulder, looking up, he saw his silver haired shinigami smiling at him kindly with his fox-like smile. He smiled back, resting his head on the older man's shoulder,

"Aren't ya cold?" he asked with a lightning lighting his face, it was the first time Hitsugaya heard his voice,

A thunder rang out loud "Not really...I like coldness"

He smiled and looked up at the sky as another lightning pierced the sky, followed by a thunder.


Pili-Chan: So! Hope you like it! I got to go now...so...R&R!

Chibi Pili: We'll give you coockies!