Five random, short song drabbles about Shinji Hirako. If anyone wants me to elaborate any of these, I'd be happy to(In fact, I'm already planning to do that ^_^;;). Please enjoy, read, and review!


Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon
He was everything everyone wanted. Except for her. Hirako Shinji could not be everything for Hiyori Sarugaki.
Everything he does for her is rewarded with a sandal making painful contact with his face. He very much wished to be everything for the blonde girl, a protecter, a savior, a lover. He would treat her differently, he would pay more attention to her, but she just didn't get the message! Oh well, maybe one day she would see...


I'm Not Okay by My Chemical Romance
He was spitting out some sort of whitish liquid. He wasn't okay. Something was wrong. He felt the presence of something else. A Hollow, inside him. He was not okay. He looked up at his vice-captain. He heard the order to be eliminated. He. Was. Not. Okay. This Hollow told him to fight back, to slice through Aizen's throat. He was definitely not okay.


Rusty Halo by The Script
They were running from Soul Society. They were ever elusive switching from one place to the next until finally finding the old, abandoned warehouse. Sometimes Shinji felt like they were angels running from Heaven because of the terrible sin of mixing themselves with devils. It was an accurate enough description. His angelic halo had been rusted. Turned black, and about to crumble.


Scared by Three Days Grace
He had nightmares sometimes. He had nightmares about his Hollow, about the night it had appeared, about Aizen. He woke up from these nightmares very frantic and paranoid that his Hollow had managed to take over or that Aizen was right outside, ready to finish the job of killing him and fellow Vizards. But then, he would go downstairs to find one of the others sitting on the couch and he would join whoever it was in silence and wait until one of them decided that they were over the nightmare and return to his or her room. It was times like these that made Shinji feel more comfortable being a Vizard. That others shared his nightmares.


Almost Human by Voltaire
They had banished him and the others. Actually, they were going kill them. Like Hollows. Running around on the human world for a while changed him and the others. They were almost human it seemed. They way they acted, what they ate, what they did to earn money, daily hardships, those sort of things. He didn't really mind being almost human. It almost made him feel special. Being different from the Shinigami made him feel unsure about what he was, exactly. Only when he and the rest of the Vizards were sent out to the human world in their gigais did he feel that he was content being this. Almost human.