Summary: What would you think if you found out that you were the only child of a high ranking Soul Society officer? This is the story of how Alexandria "Field Mouse Alexandria" Hatake came to find out she was going to be trained as both Soul Reaper and as General of the American based Soul Society and how she ended up meeting the love of her life in Toshiro Hitsugaya. Read on simple readers and review where needed.
Name: Alexandria Hatake (分野マウスアレキサンドリア - Field Mouse Alexandria)
Age / DOB: 17 / May 30
Mom: Deceased
Dad: Unknown
Siblings: None
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 137 lbs
Hair: Light Brown (think lab tested mouse brown)
Eyes: Yellow Green
Race: Human / Soul Reaper
Gender: Female
Abilities: Unknown (Unknown Zanpakuto)
Friends: Jack Kurosai – 17; Sally Shirone – 17
Teachers: Toshiro Hitsugaya, 10th Division Captain; Renji Abarai, 6th Division Lieutenant
Chapter 1 – How it Started
"Hey, Jack! Hey, Sally!" I called. "What's up? Can you believe all the drills that coach made us do? The first candid game is tomorrow! And it's against a Japanese team, no less! I hear that soccer is big in Japan, especially around Tokyo."
"Alex, sweetie, calm down," Jack replied. "Besides I was there, as was Sally. We are on the same team! You sound like you just took ten caffeine pills on top of three Mountain Dews. I hate candid games, especially against foreign teams. I am definitely going to be feeling this, this weekend!"
Sally, always the quiet one, smiled and shrugged. She always claimed that she loved listening to us two loudmouths talk and let off steam after a hard practice. How I was friends with her in the first place is completely beyond me.
"So who's up for dinner at my place?"
Jack looked at me funny and Sally shrugged. I never knew Dad and Mom died three years ago, so I was left to my own devices. That is until I met my two best friends, Jack and Sally. I usually just ate ramen, but after meeting them, I started to enjoy cooking with each passing day. That is until six months ago when a short white-haired, emerald-eyed kid enrolled in our school. He introduced himself as one Toshiro Hitsugaya. Apart from the freakishly white hair and oddball green eyes, he was about a foot shorter that me and that's saying something. Apart from that, there aren't too many Asian people here in Northern California because they all hang out in Chinatown. I told him he could bunk with me until he found a place of his own (which he still has yet to do).
"Aren't you scared that your 'boyfriend' will get mad if you have friends over more than twice a week?" Jack asked, dramatically batting his eyelashes. "Besides, Mom made me promise to be home after soccer practice to help with dinner. And on top of everything, Dad's going to be late getting home, as per the norm these days."
"Daddy is almost the same way," Sally replied. "Mom hasn't been around too much after the twins were born, so I have to go home to deal with that on top of helping Daddy help make dinner. Sorry, Alex."
Great, I thought. Another lonely meal with the white-haired midget. That will be the third time this week that these two nerds have blown me off.
I hated the thought of eating alone with the cold hearted short stack for the third time in less than a week. I guess that I will cope somehow. I almost hate to admit this but I was kind of falling for the cold façade that he was giving those around him, especially me. I waved good-bye to my friends before we split up to go our separate ways. I climbed the stairs to my third story apartment. Just as I was opening the door, I felt the temperature drop that I had come to associate with the midget. Another thing I had learned to associate with him was the limp body on the couch and the black-clad "spirit" sitting on the porch railing. I knocked on the glass to get his attention. He started and turned. I gave him a little half wave and a mocking smile that told him I was ready for dinner whenever he was. He nodded and turned back to looking at the stars and whatever he was thinking about before I startled him.
I can't believe that I'm falling for him, I thought irritably. He's nothing but a cold-hearted bastard that cares nothing about the way people feel. Six months ago I was going all goggle eyed over Hitoshi Aku.
Three months after Shiro moved in, I found out that Hitoshi had half of the senior girls knocked up just after Homecoming.