Disclaimer: *sigh* Bleach is not mine. I don't own it. I just borrow the charries! I swear! I give them back the second in done!
Author's notes: As you can probably tell, I don't speak Japanese. If the names are weird, I'm sorry. I just took some stuff and stuck it in a google translator. I'm just saying, but don't be weirded out if events are American/Chinese-ifide
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Toshiro was bent over his desk doing paperwork. It was late, but the paperwork still had to be finished. One thought led to another. He turned his gaze to the chair beside him. On this chair rested three zanpaktou. One as his own, Hyourinmaru. One of the others was about the same length. The other was shorter. Much shorter, at least five, if not ten, cm shorter. Then, something else caught his gaze.
It was a likeness of Hyourinmaru, wings and all, carved from crystal.
Thinking of her again?
Toshiro mentally glare, but stayed silent.
Anywaaaay, It's late….
Toshiro sighed and said, "Well, someone has to finish the paperwork, and doubt I will be Mastumoto."
The dragon laughed, but stopped abruptly
Still….
Toshiro sight again. He knew what was coming. Leaning back on his seat he tried to stop the flow of memories. But, the door had already opened and would not be stopped. Closing his eyes, the white haired Taicho sighed and gave in.
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What do you think? Feel free to comment, question, … =.=" accuse, just don't make them stab too much. I'd love to get some ideas! I have the basic story, but need details. I hope you enjoyed my first fanfic~ :3