Hello! This was my first fanfic. I liked this idea, but I think it's not written very well, so I'm rewriting it lol.
"Hey, captain! Look what I bought!" Matsumoto came bouncing into Hitsugaya's office.
A jaw muscle twitched. Here he was working like crazy to do the paper work Matsumoto was supposed to do, and there she was, carrying her shopping bags and looking so free.
"Where were you all these while?" Hitsugaya flared up, but stopped, rubbing his temples. "Never mind, don't tell me, please. Just help me do some paperwork." Holding his temper, Hitsugaya held a huge stack of documents and handed it to Matsumoto. Matsumoto immediately backed off, looking at the documents like they were those ugly shirts in the mall which were totally off-fashioned.
"Matsumoto…" Hitsugaya glared at his lazy assistant, eyes twitching, patience reaching his end-point.
Not wanting to start a sudden ice eruption, Matsumoto took out a crystal ball from one of her shopping bags, "Wait captain, look what I bought from the mall! The shopkeeper told me that it could tell you about your forgotten memories!"
"Forgotten memories?" Hitsugaya stared at the crystal ball.
Seeing that she got her captain's attention, Matsumoto happily dipped into a long detailed explanation. "Yup, this crystal ball is able to show you what your past is like. It could go as far back as to the day you were still a human! I heard it could even tell you who your parents are. It's very accurate! I spent a lot of money on this. It had better be a good investment."
She glanced at her captain. Hitsugaya was staring at the crystal ball, apparently very curious. "Captain Hitsugaya… since you are my wonderful captain, I shall let you try this out first."
Hitsugaya snapped into reality as if he got struck by lightning. "N…no…I'm not interested in this kind of boring stuff." He stammered, embarrassed that he was caught off-guard.
Matsumoto smiled coyly, "Come on… I know you want to try it…"
And so, Hitsugaya was 'forced' to try the crystal ball. He put his hand on the crystal ball; it lit up and showed an animated film of his past. Wow, technology nowadays……
- - -
"Shiro-chan!" A young Hinamori was shown running towards an older Hitsugaya.
Hit! In a flash, Hitsugaya punched Hinamori on her head. "Who gave you permission to call me Shiro-chan?"
"But, onii-chan, all your friends all call you that, and it's very cute too! Why do you not like it?" Hinamori rubbed her head and pouted.
Hitsugaya remained silent. He had always been teased by his friends because his hair always had snow deposited on it, making it seem white. Dammit, why does my hair accumulate snow this much?
("Oh my, Captain Hitsugaya you have black hair! You look so hot!" "Just shut up and watch, Matsumoto.")
Hinamori poked her tiny face in front of Hitsugaya. "What are you thinking about?"
"N…nothing. Just don't call me Shiro-chan anymore."
Hinamori smiled cheekily, obviously not going to comply. "Hehe…you know what? Today I was praised by Aizen sensei!" She said, changing the topic.
"Nowadays he always seems to praise you." Hitsugaya said with a hint of sarcasm.
Hinamori pouted. "Hmph! He said that I'm a very talented girl! He said if he could, he would ask for scholarship for me! You're just jealous."
"Whatever. Hinamori, let's go somewhere else, I don't want to go home yet."
Hinamori stared at Hitsugaya worriedly. "Are you still angry at Papa? You know he always like to talk like that when he's drunk, you can't blame him…" Hitsugaya snorted. Being drunk was not an excuse to insult mum like that!
"Forget about it, 'kay?" Hinamori squeezed Hitsugaya's hands. "Come on, let's build snowman! Let's compete who can build faster!" Hinamori ran to an open area and started piling up snow. Hitsugaya follow suit, and soon, large figures of snow-made creatures stood out.
"What's this?" Hinamori gazed amazedly at Hitsugaya's work. It was a magnificently big dragon. Its eyes stared out ferociously, and its long tail seemed to increase its superiority.
"It's…something I dreamt of last night…it's nothing…"
"Wow! Cool! Something you dreamt of?" Hinamori stared awestruck at it. "This is worthy of everyone to know of!" She turned around and started calling her friends before Hitsugaya could stop her.
Hinamori winked at Hitsugaya, "Don't worry; I will definitely help you call Rangiku-chan to take a look!" She chuckled as her brother's face instantly turned red.
"Wow!" "This is way cool!" "You actually made it, Shiro-chan?" "It's so big and real!" All of Hinamori and Hitsugaya's friends came crowding around the snow dragon. Including Matsumoto Rangiku, noted Hitsugaya. Matsumoto was a transfer student from Australia (A/N: just some random country I thought of), and Hitsugaya had always been noticing her since her arrival.
"I think we should name this dragon. It's weird for a cool dragon like that to not have a name." suggested Hinamori.
"Yeah, I think we should." "What do we name it?" "What about Barney?" "It's too childish, Renji." "Try coming up with a better one, then!" The discussion started and everybody was discussing agitatedly. Matsumoto was standing at one side quietly, outcast.
Under Hinamori's push, Hitsugaya walked towards Matsumoto. "Hey, do you like my dragon?" Matsumoto smiled friendly at him, which made him blush, to his horror.
"Yup, I do!" Matsumoto said, ignoring the awkward scene of Hitsugaya hiding his red face. "I think…since it's made of ice, why not we name it Hyourinmaru?"
There was a few seconds of silence, before the whole group started chattering words of agreements. "Hyourinmaru? That's a real cool name!" "It's totally suitable for an ice dragon!" "Why didn't I think of that?" "It's because you're dumb, Renji." And so, the dragon that Hitsugaya dreamt of one random night was named Hyourinmaru.
"Do you like this name?" Hinamori asked eagerly.
"It's okay. It starts with the letter 'H', like you and me." Hitsugaya shrugged.
Hinamori smiled, rather suspiciously. "Are you sure that's the real reason?"
Seeing her brother blushing, she giggled and said. "Okay then, I'll call Rangiku-chan to come here and show her our gratitude." Hinamori ran off before Hitsugaya could stop her again.
"So, Rangiku-chan, how much do you know about Shiro-chan? Not much. Onii-chan, how much do you know about Rangiku-chan? Not much either. So let's start to know each other, will we?" An excited Hinamori was seen jumping up and down, playfully trying to pull Matsumoto and Hitsugaya together. "Let's start with little whitey! Onii-chan, what is your favourite number?"
Hitsugaya hesitated, but got pinched by Hinamori. "No hesitation, onii-chan! You only have three seconds to think! This way the result would be more accurate! Three, two…"
"Okay, okay! My favourite number is ten!"
"What is your favourite colour?"
"Um…stop pressuring me! It's white, white!"
"Would you choose to die on a hot desert or a plain of ice?"
"I…I don't know…maybe a hot desert."
"What is your favourite girl you've ever seen?"
"Matsu… Wait, what sort of question is that?"
The three kids walked all the way to Hitsugaya's house. Hitsugaya was still very hesitant about meeting his father. Seeing him in a drunken mode and insulting the whole family, especially mother, this would be able to make Hitsugaya so angry that the snow on his hair would melt.
Hinamori saw the anger in Hitsugaya. "A girl walking alone is very dangerous. Onii-chan, why don't you send her home?" She winked. "You can stay at her house for a while too, you know, we won't mind." She said cheekily, running off after that.
Hitsugaya walked awkwardly beside Matsumoto. He noticed that he had the same height as Matsumoto, so he tried to straighten his back to look taller. Suddenly, Matsumoto started to shiver.
"What… are you cold?" Hitsugaya looked at Matsumoto shivering horribly. Without thinking, Hitsugaya took off his orange jacket and put it on Matsumoto.
Matsumoto looked at Hitsugaya, surprised. "This is a very cold country. It snows throughout the year. You come from Australia. I'm not sure what the weather is like there, but it would not be as cold as here. You have to wear more when you go out." Hitsugaya explained. He fidgeted a bit, as Matsumoto was staring at him.
"Thanks…" Matsumoto whispered. Her hands went up to Hitsugaya's and they were held together closely for the whole night.
"Your hair… it smelled very nice." said Hitsugaya.
Matsumoto smiled. "Your hair… it's very nice too. It had pretty snowflakes on it."
"…Really?" He never thought the snow on his hair as 'pretty', only 'annoying'…
"Yeah…" Matsumoto squeezed Hitsugaya's hand. "Why do you want to die in a hot desert?"
"…"
"I thought you liked the snow? I thought you loved being in the snow?"
"…"
"I saw you make the snow dragon with so much passion. You obviously love the snow. I thought you would say that you would die on a plain of ice."
Hitsugaya looked at Matsumoto. He had always liked the snow and the icy feeling, but he had always kept it to himself. Matsumoto was the first person who noticed his love for the snow and ice.
"Maybe…dying on ice is better…"
"Hitsugaya-kun." Matsumoto faced Hitsugaya. "I…really…I li…I really lik…"
"I like you too!" Hitsugaya blurted out, turning all red.
Matsumoto laughed. "Yeah, I really like you."
"M…me too…" Hitsugaya said. He finally said it…
"But you know, I will be leaving to Australia tomorrow." Hitsugaya stared at Matsumoto, shocked. "Can I… will you…?" Matsumoto said as she leaned closer to Hitsugaya. Hitsugaya went hot all over, the snow on his hair melted and Matsumoto saw his jet black hair for the first time.
"I think you look better with white hair, having black hair is no longer special." Matsumoto smiled. Hitsugaya pulled Matsumoto closer and kissed her. They shared a short and sweet kiss together, and stared at each other for wuite some time when Hinamori barged in.
"Onii-chan, there's trouble at home! Come back quick!" Hinamori panted. "Papa, Papa he…"
Hitsugaya cursed. What did he do again? "I'm sorry Matsumoto, I have to leave…" He said as he looked into her eyes. What beautiful eyes, as blue as a clear sky. He removed his hands away from her unwillingly, and ran back with Hinamori. "Goodbye."
Matsumoto starred sadly. "Good…bye" Her painful voice lingered in Hitsugaya's ears. How he wished he could stay for a little longer…
Shaking his thoughts away, he asked Hinamori the serious question. "What happened?"
"Papa started hitting mama, saying stuff like he knows what she has been doing and she has been lying to him all these years…" Hinamori said. "He's hitting mama real bad…" As more tears came down, Hinamori broke down and cried. Hitsugaya pulled her closer and whispered a "Don't cry, I will always be there for you" in her ears.
When they reached home, their house was surrounded by a bunch of policemen. "Mama? Mama? Please don't be hurt!" cried Hinamori anxiously as she pushed past the cops to see her mother.
Her mother sat on the sofa, calm and unhurt, with a few injuries here and there.
"Mama, what happened?" Hinamori rushed up towards her. She stopped when she saw the person lying beside the sofa.
"Papa…? Is that you? What happened to him? Is he…?" Hinamori stared confusedly at the unconscious person.
"I hit him with a brick. He said he wanted to kill Hitsugaya, as he found out that Hitsugaya was not his own son. He wanted to kill me too, as he thinks that I betrayed him. I could not stand him anymore, so I hit him." The children's mother burst into uncontrollable tears. "I…I think I killed him…"
Hitsugaya stared at his father's body with eyes filled with animosity. This kind of person, it was better that he leave this world.
"Don't worry, mother, I will protect you and Hinamori, definitely."
- - -
…Hitsugaya stared at the crystal ball, flabbergasted. He could not believe that his past was like that. It was so…weird. Especially that part with Matsumoto.
"Captain Hitsugaya, so you and I were lovers once…" crooned Matsumoto.
"Shut up! That's the past, now is the present, and the present are always different from the past!"
"Ha, you're blushing, Captain Hitsugaya… I know you are rather surprised. I am too. My orange sash is so alike to the jacket you gave me. Maybe I kept your jacket with me all these time, as I love you so much! My impact on you was so great!"
"Shut up, Matsumoto, get back to work." Hitsugaya said, returning to his paperwork.
Matsumoto panicked. "No no no captain! You have not watched finish your life! Don't you like, want to know how you die?"
Hitsugaya stopped. Yeah, he was very curious to know. Maybe he should continue watching…
"Why were you so tall before? No actually, you are as tall as you were in the past, just that we grew taller and you didn't! Haha! You must have died earlier I guess…Oh poor thing…" Matsumoto teased.
Before Hitsugaya got any chance to rebuff, the door broke open. Ichigo came running in, laughing and panting. "Hey, Toushiro, you better check this out! I bought this crystal ball that's supposed to tell me my forgotten memories, and it said that in the past I was in love with you! Hahaha! What crap! I can't believe they sell this kind of stuff! Oh, I see you have it too. What rubbish does it say? Hahaha! Haha! Ha. Ha. Ha…"
Ichigo sensed the tensed atmosphere in the room. "What's wrong?" He asked. Matsumoto sensed it too, and started to get away from the room.
"Matsumoto!" Hitsugaya's shout was heard throughout the whole soul society.