Reitou no Hana
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Summary: [Sequel to Momoiro no Hana] Hitsugaya finds Hinamori in the World of the Living, but that's not the best news yet-he is later informed that he can still take Hinamori back, into the Soul Society as a Shinigami; which means she can also retrieve her past memories of him! The only problem is, can he take her back before it's too late? Or will her soul be forever locked in the living world? Find out!
Hey, I'm not dead yet! (No, I did not get hit by a truck, why would you think that?) I've been dead (*Cough* Inactive *Cough*) for a while, I apologize. I also need to apologize for the fact that I should've uploaded this sequel/story/thing months ago, but only did it now, so I'm sorry. By the way, the title 'Reitou no Hana' translates as 'Frozen Flower'.
Anyhow, hope you guys enjoy it~ (If you have not read my Momoiro no Hana fan fiction yet, I suggest you do-before you read this one! [And leave a review while you're at it :D])
ミ コ ト • Mikoto
Chapter 1: Lost & Found
The Tenth Division Captain stormed into the Research & Development Department. "Captain Kurotsuchi! I demand to speak to the Captain of Squad 12!"
"Ugh, young ones these days." mumbled the mad scientist, as he looked away from his computers. "I'm guessing you already heard the news?"
"…Tell me it's true." Hitsugaya strolled over to Kurotsuchi.
Mayuri opened up a few files on his computer. One of the files was Lieutenant Hinamori Momo's Profile-under the section 'Deceased Soul Reapers'. The other two were informative documents, piled with billions of words. "Allow me to explain. As you already know, I told you that there's a way to bring Lieutenant Hinamori back." He pointed his white finger at the profile picture.
"Back? As in…?" He leaned closer, to look at her profile page.
"Well, according to your reports, you've seen her in the World of The Living, right? Bring her 'back' as in, bring her back to Soul Society, and she will become a Shinigami again-not only that, but she will also recover her past memories."
"Seriously?!" Hitsugaya gasped. It's as if she would be reborn…!
"Do I ever joke when it comes to matters like these, tiny Captain?" murmured Mayuri.
"Tell me how to do it, now!" he slammed his hand on the computer desk.
"Hmm…depends." The 12th Captain leaned back on his chair.
"On what?" Hitsugaya scowled.
"If I feel like explaining or not."
The white-haired Captain gripped onto the taller man's collar, and pulled him out of his chair. He whispered in an icy and threatening voice, "I don't care if you feel like it or not, you will tell me-even if I have to hack you to pieces."
The whole division froze, and everyone stared at the Captains.
"My, my, Captain Hitsugaya, it seems you've caused quite the ruckus." Kyoraku walked through the entrance. "Hello, everyone!"
"Shiro-Chan, if I were you, I'd let go of Captain Kurotsuchi." Ukitake chuckled nervously, as he followed Kyoraku in.
Toshiro cringed, as he threw Mayuri back into his chair. "It's Captain Hitsugaya to you! And what are you two doing here anyways?"
"Well, both of us heard that a certain Captain was dashing towards the 12th Division as if there was no tomorrow, and immediately we knew something was up." explained Kyoraku, as he sat down on the ground, while asking, "Say, does this place have any Sake?"
"If you don't mind the bottle being over a few centuries old, and might contain some strange substance, than yes, we do." smirked Kurotsuchi.
"…I'll decline, thanks." Shunsui tilted his straw hat down.
"So, Captain Kurotsuchi, mind filling us in, too?" asked Ukitake, calmly.
"Hmph. I really have no choice now, do I?"
"You never had a choice to begin with!" the hot-tempered Hitsugaya had run out of patience.
"Hush. I'm going to explain now, so shut up and listen." He mumbled back.
Hitsugaya sighed, and tuned in.
"Tell me, have you heard of the 49th Day in the World of the Living?" questioned the scientist.
Toshiro yawned. "You mean when people die, it is said that their spirit stays in the human world for 49 days, and on their last day, their spirit leaves for the afterlife, right?"
"Yes, but we all know the truth-us Shinigami lead the souls to the Soul Society, so that story is rubbish." replied Mayuri.
"Then what's the point in mentioning the 49th Day?"
"It's true. So, it's not just rubbish."
"But you just said…"
"No, what I mean is, it is true, and yet it's not true."
"Okay, now you're just contradicting yourself." pointed out Hitsugaya.
"Could you please go into more detail?" asked Ukitake.
Kurotsuchi sighed. "I'm only going to say this once, so listen well. A soul that just died in the Soul Society will travel through that same cycle as usual, and once they reach the right destination-world of the living, they all get a time limit there. 49 days, exactly. If they die in the world of the living, in that 49 days, they can be sent back up to the soul society through the cycle again, however if they stay alive after 49 days pass, then their soul will stay there permanently."
"…You're asking me to kill her?" Again… added Hitsugaya, silently.
"Oh, no, not exactly. You see, there's another way, but somewhat harder."
"Oh?" Kyoraku and Ukitake leaned in.
"You can bring her back here, but only if it's not against her will."
"So, Captain Hitsugaya can just waltz in, convince her to come back to the soul society, and all will be good?" smiled Kyoraku.
"Haha, it sounds so simple." agreed Ukitake.
"There has to be a catch to this, or something. I can't believe that it's THAT simple." The child prodigy folded his arms.
"The catch is the time. That's what I'm saying."
"!"
Mayuri sighed. "How long has it been, since she died?"
The young Captain paused. "A month…maybe a bit more."
"And how many days has passed?"
Ukitake looked at a calendar. "My, it's already been 34 days…"
"Which leaves you with?"
Realization hit the child prodigy. "I've only got 15 days left…!"
"Finally, it seems you've got some brains after all." The scientist rolled his eyes.
I have to leave immediately! He was about to dash out of the R & D Department, but remembered he first needed permission from the Head Captain to leave. He turned to face Kyoraku & Ukitake. The smiled, and waved at him; he nodded gratefully-he knew they'd handle it, and ran towards the Senkaimon, as fast as he could.
Please, wait for me, Hinamori! Just hold on a bit longer!
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"Hinamori…"
"Who…"
"Hinamori…here my voice…"
"Who are you…?" The petite girl cautiously looked around, but all she could see was pitch black. "Who is calling out to me?"
"It's me. Over here."
She tried to follow the voice. "What? Where?"
"Here. Come here."
"I can't see you! Who are you?!" she called out, desperately.
"My name…don't tell me you've forgotten."
"Eh?" But I never forget a name!
"My name…it's…" That's when Momo saw it. A boy, around her age. With unique white hair, and slightly tanned skin. He seemed to be wearing robes from the Edo Era, with a Haori, with the Japanese number '10'. Although, she could only see the back.
"Your face…can I see what you look like?"
"What's the point if you don't even remember me?" The boy's voice was cold.
Hinamori put her hand on his shoulder, and turned him around. "I'm telling you, I-"
Her eyes snapped open. A dream?! She sat up, and ran a hand through her dark hair. That boy…he seemed so familiar. But…I never got to see his face. Who was he? And what did he want with me…?
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"Haha, what's up, Momo-Chan?" smiled a friend of Momo's. Her name was Suzuki.
"Oh, nothing…" she rubbed her eyes sleepily.
"Stayed up late last night?" questioned another friend of hers, named Asuka. The three girls were chatting together in the classroom; school hadn't started yet.
"No, but I had a really strange dream!" exclaimed Momo, as she slammed her palms against the desk.
"Oh? About?" the two girls tuned in.
"Well, I could hear a voice." The dark haired girl sat down, and seemed to puzzle over the dream. "I followed it, and it seemed like they were sad that I couldn't remember them."
"And that's it?" Suzuki raised an eyebrow.
"Boring~!" Asuka leaned back in her chair.
"Hey, that's only the beginning! Anyways, so I continued following it, and then I saw him!"
"Him?" the two stared at Hinamori. She had never been interested in boys before.
"Yes, him! He was really mysterious, and he had this sort of cold aura around him. Not to mention, he had strange white hair, and was wearing a Haori with the character '10' on his back!"
"Momo-Chan…we didn't know you were into the wild type." They both muttered, disappointed.
"Huh? I'm not! And now I can't stop thinking about the dream, and him…"
"…" The two friends glanced at each other, then excitedly grabbed Hinamori's hands. "Was he hot?!"
"Eh?!" she blinked.
"This 'boy' could be your dream man!"
"Yes, this might be a vision of the future! Don't worry, Momo-Chan, we'll help you search for this guy!"
"W-Wait, no, it's not anything like that…"
Their shoulders sagged. "He was average-looking?"
"No, no! I…I couldn't see his face."
"What do you mean you couldn't see his face?!" they both yelled at her.
"Well-I woke up! You know, it's only natural to wake up at the good part!" she sweat dropped.
"Ugh, geez…you got our hopes up." mumbled Suzuki.
"Hey, look on the bright side-there's not many guys with a wild hairstyle, and white hair around here!" smiled Asuka.
Suzuki shrugged. "Nah, I give up. Momo-Chan's doomed to be single for the rest of her life."
"Hey, you don't know that!" glared Hinamori.
On top of the school building, no one noticed that someone was gazing through the classroom windows, watching a certain girl.
The mysterious boy of Hinamori's dreams smirked, "I've finally found you, Momo."
-End Of Chapter One-
Hmm…I'm wondering if I should add Japanese in this fanfiction or not. If I do, then I'll obviously add translations at the bottom, as usual, but if you guys would rather I didn't put Japanese language in this fanfiction, please tell me in your reviews :)
ミ コ ト • Mikoto
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