scarlet: Hey readers, since this is my first fan fiction out of everything, pls don't judge too much because I'm still practicing but pls also tell me on what to change so I can correct my mistakes. Thank you :)
Toshiro: yeah, she reeeeeeeealy needs help, judging from her other fanfictions...
Scarlet: would you stop bringing that up, I'm still practicing (crawls down a corner and cries)
Toshiro: fine I'll stop, but I bet you'll have lots of mistakes
Scarlet: just say the disclaimer thing already!
Toshiro: jeez.. Fine, Scarletfire doesn't own Bleach or any of the characters. Why do authors do these things anyways?
Scarlet: how am I supposed to know, I'm just copying on what other authors do because I thought that was the right thing to do
Toshiro:your hopeless
Scarlet: stop teasing me already
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Rain drops silently pour down on seireitei, as if like the weather, everybody mourned on the deaths of the division members, Especially on their sotaicho. Ever since the thousand year blood war started, a lot of shinigamies gave their life to protect seireitei, eventually, they won... But was it worth it?
They lost Yamamoto sotaicho, the 1st division fukitaicho(n/a: I actually forgot his name so sorry), Uonahana taicho, and so on so forth. But the hardest impact that landed on most of the captains (that were still alive) was the death of Toshiro Hitsugaya.
The young prodigy never deserved to die, he was still too young, and perhaps not ready to face death yet. But he insisted to join the war, after all, he did wanted to protect his love ones. But he paid the price of his choice, one of the Quincies turned him into a puppet and made him hurt his own kind. They knew that the only answer was to kill him, they didn't have any choice, he was too far gone to go back.
How could they let this happen? They knew he was going to die but they let him do it anyway. Was that how the gotei 13 worked? Letting children go to the battle field and let them die young when they knew what was going to happen? He never deserved this, he never deserved all of this.
ICHIGO
The young substitute quietly walked to the shrine, on top of it were candles, gifts, and a picture of the young captain on the middle. After the war, they really tried looking for his corpse but all they found was a pool of blood on the spot where he died, some say it was because of the drug that Mayuri used, and some say that maybe it just disappeared. No body knew what happened but to avoid arguments, they'd decided to hold a memorial service to him instead.
Shinigamies from all divisions quietly fall in line to give respects and gifts to the young prodigy. Some tried cheering people up by saying that Toshiro wouldn't want them to be sad, but he would want all of them to be brave, that they did great in the war, that they made him proud. But no matter what they say, deep down, they cried for his death.
Ichigo couldn't handle it anymore, the guilt was too much to carry. It was his fault, he should've known that Toshiro was in trouble, that he should've saved him from the Quincies control, it was his fault that he died. Just when his father told him about his past on being a shinigami, he thinked of Toshiro as his little brother. What kind of big brother would let his young sibling die? How is he going to explain this to his father now?
Flash back...
"Ichigo" his father said "Toshiro meant like a son to me, he reminded me of you" he grabbed an item in his pocket and placed it on Ichigo's palm. It was a silver necklace with a dragon emblem hanging on it "once you finished the war, I want you to give this to him. I've been wanting to give this to him myself but I never got the chance". He placed his hands on the substitutes shoulders " he's family Ichigo. Don't forget that. He may be a pain at first but he's your little brother now, make sure you protect him"
End of flashback
Once it was Ichigo's turn to see Toshiro's shrine, he gave his blessings and placed the necklace down on top. Now all that's left now was to say to his dad that he failed on protecting him...
In a lab...
"how's he doing?" asked a black figure while observing a certain person on a metal table.
"He's actually fine, if he continues to stay at this level then the experiment will surely work" says another black figuire wearing a white lab coat
"Any time now, then soul society will be destroyed..."
Back to reality... In the living world
ICHIGO
After the memorial, Ichigo went back to his house to tell the news, hopefully his dad would understand. He took a few turns and a few steps until he finally reached his destination, the Kurosaki clinic. He carefully opened the door and saw Ishin standing in front of him.
"So, how did it go?" He asked
Ichigo tried opening his mouth to say something but his dad beat him to it "don't tell me, he freaked out that I was alive didn't he?"
"Da-" again, Ichigo was cut off
"He liked the present didn't he?, I knew it, it took me forever to find those kind of things. I remember the time when I gave him a teddy bear and he got mad because he wasn't a child but I still gave it to him anyway, and to show his affection he threw it at my face! He really did got mad at me but at least this time it was a necklace, boy!, if that was a stuffed toy then-" Ishin was quickly cut off by Ichigo
"DAD! I DIDNT SAVE HIM OK!? HE DIED ONCE I FINISHED THE WAR. HES DEAD!"
Silence fell between the two of them
"When will his funeral start?" His father asked unemotionally
"We didn't find his body" Ichigo said, bringing more bad news "his memorial started a few hours ago, you can go if you want"
Ishin said nothing, instead he turned around and headed to the living room.
" dad" Ichigo said, making the adult shinigami stop, but he still didn't look back "I'm sorry, I failed"
"... I'm not sad that you failed, Ichigo...I'm just sad that we keep on losing some family members... Like your mom"
Once his father was out of sight, Ichigo quickly went up stairs to his room. Once he got there, he punched the wall with full force, making it crack.
"Damn it" he whispered to himself "I'm so weak, I can't save my mom, now I can't even save my little brother..."taicho
Somewhere in seireitei...
" one more pls" Rangiku asked after finishing her 11th drink. After she heard about her captains death, its like her world fell apart. Her captain meant everything to her, he was like her son damn it! She always takes care of him when he was having problems, it was the job of a fukitaicho to take care of their captain. But where was she that time? Was she too damn busy to notice.
I COULDEVE SAVED HIM! She thought I- I COULDEVE...
tears started to roll down her cheeks. Where was she that time? Where was she that time when he was suffering? That time when he needed her? That time when those Quincy bastards took him away from her and made him some kind of puppet?!
"It wasn't your fault" Haineko said, trying to lift the guilt out of her
"Wasn't my fault? WHAT DO YOU MEAN WASNT MY FAULT!?" she screamed back at her zanpakto "he needed me, I felt his voice trying to call me, but where was I? I was nowhere!"
"You were fighting an enemy to protect soul society!" Haineko shouted back.
"And I wasn't strong enough to defeat him faster for me to save captain..."
Haineko didn't argue back, instead she let her master drink to make her sorrows wash away this night but in the morning, theyll just come back.
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(N/a: thanks for reading this fan fiction, pls leave a review to tell me how my writing was or if I have any mistakes to correct , I'll update soon. Bye bye :3)
-scarlet fire :3