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"Demon/summon/zanpakuto speak"
'Demon/summon/zanpakuto think'
"Normal speak"
'Normal think'
"Jutsu/kido/zanpakuto attacks"
"We are here to discuss which taicho's will go to a place where there has been numerous hollow attacks."
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, so-taicho of the thirteen count guards announced this to the rest of the taicho's.
"What kind of place, Yama-jiji?"
Yamamoto's face was more grim than ever.
"That...is the problem. None of our experts have managed to rede this language, but we have determined that the place is in the Elemental Nations."
Tōshirō Hitsugya, taicho of squad 10 suddenly started.
"Taicho...?"
Rangiku Matsumato, fuku-taicho of squad 10 asked worriedly.
"You, ah, know this place?"
The small captain nodded slowly. Yamamoto clapped his hands.
"Then you shall be one of the taicho's going. Meanwhile, perhaps you would know the language?"
Toshiro sighed. He walked up to the map and studied it. It had been such a long time, but he instinctively recognized the language, having been born a native. He took a deep breath. Then, pointing at the red part of the map, which, in about the middle, had a red light, he started speaking.
"The red part is Fire Country. Judging by the looks of where the hollow is, I would say that we would have to go to the Hidden Leaf Village, Konoha."
As he said the last part, he felt something stir inside him, something that had not moved an inch since he died, and gasped, Red chakra leaking from him, or, more specifically, his stomach.
"Taicho!"
Out of the corner of his eye, Toshiro could see that his lieutenant had started to rush up to him, only to be stopped by the red chakra that was now pouring off him in waves.
'Kyuubi, not now!'
"You ungrateful kit."
Toshiro, with difficulty, reigned in the vile chakra, and it disappeared into him. The taicho of squad 8 coughed.
"Now now, was it just me, or did that feel like a hollow reiatsu?"
Yamamoto nodded, frowning.
"I must admit, that did feel a lot like a hollow reia-taicho?"
Tōshirō was staring off into space, with a red cloak around him. The cloak, which was giving off really, really bad vibes, seemed to be...talking to him. Now that they were all silent, they could hear the voice clearly.
"-at happened to your twin? You didn't save him, you subjected him to more torture. He now has no one left to stay with him! Do you not want to let him die, and be together once again?!"
The cloak had now moved to form a screen in front of the trembling taicho. Then, suddenly, a beaten-up, young, blond boy appeared on the screen.
"-py birthday to me, happy birthday to me. happy birthday to m~e, happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to Shirō-nii, happy birthday to Shirō-nii. Happy birthday to Shirō-nii, happy birthday to him. Shirō-nii, I miss you. Why did you have to go, why?"
The taicho's all wore surprised expressions on their faces. Hitsugaya-taicho had a twin! And a abused twin to go with it.
"T-taicho..."
Tōshirō had a murderous expression on his face.
"So-taicho. I'm going to Konoha whether you like it or not. And I don't care who you wish to go with me, I just want to get there tomorrow."
The old taicho chuckled.
"That is fine. You will be the leader of this mission, seeing as you know the place. You are dismissed. The rest of the taicho's, remain."
Tōshirō walked out, clearly still angry.
'Taicho...' Matsumoto thought, clearly distraught. 'Taicho...why were you abused?'