Author's Note: So yeah, I'm here again to welcome you to my new story entitled "The girl in his dreams". This was supposed to be an one shot but it ends up really long so I've decided to cut it into parts.
I really tried my best in this story and I hope it turned out good and I hope that you'll like it.
This story is inspired from All time low's song entitled, Remembering Sunday. If you guys have time, please kindly listen to it. It was really good!
Without further more ado. Please sit back, relax, read and review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.
Toushiro Hitsugaya woke up one wednesday morning, sweat dripping on the side of his face. His eyes snapped open as he catches his breath. He dreamed of her again. He's been dreaming of her lately. He pulled himself up to a sitting position and buried his face to his hands. It was shaking.
The girl in his dreams, she has a mid length raven hair and a pair of beautiful grey orbs. Her face shows matureness but youthful at the same time hovering at the age of 18. She has a soft smile in her lips and sometimes it turns into a devilish grin. She was wearing a white dress that hit conservatively on her knees, flowers embroidered to it's collar, and framing her petite body perfectly.
He's been dreaming of her since he moved in to his small but cozy apartment while taking a fine arts degree in the university. She pops into his dream almost everyday. Sometimes she was just sitting beside him in his dreams, watching the sunset silently to a place that he didn't even recognize where. He tried to talk to her but she just looked at him and smile softly which he can't helped but to smile back. Something about her makes him comfortable and attracted at the same time.
Closing his eyes, he tried to forget about his dream. Sometimes, it creeps him out. He was just a normal university student and he knows perfectly that he doesn't know the girl in his dreams and he's sure that he haven't seen her anywhere through out his life. Deciding to start his day, he slowly opens his bright teal eye and hopped out to his bed.
X.X
Life is pretty much perfect for him. He was a child prodigy, his parents can afford anything he wants or even he didn't asked to and he has a face that can make every single girl swoon without him trying.
Sitting on his desk, he watched his professor explained something about history but he payed no mind. He was bored. Really bored. He closed his eyes and let himself to be oblivion on the things around him.
And he saw her again.
Dressed in her usual white dress, standing next to a cherry blossom tree, bare footed. Her back was facing him. Her long hair swayed gently against the wind. He wants to approach her but he didn't. He just watched her from afar. He looked around and he noted that he didn't know the place but he knows that wherever he was, this place is such a beauty.
And as if she feels him, the girl in his dreams turned around to face him. Her face suddenly broke into a grin. He finds her undeniably beautiful. She took a few steps forward and now she is standing right in front of him. She lifted her hands and caressed his cheeks softly. Surprised by her action, his eyes widened but soften in a second. She was warm. He can feel her warmness throughout of his body as if she's giving him strength.
"Hitsugaya." She tells him softly.
His eyes widened again once more, she knew his name.
"Who are you?" He asked her.
"Hitsugaya." She repeated.
Toushiro raised his snowy brow to her and she frowned.
"Hitsugaya."
Her voice changes, to a deep male voice and he recognize it instantly. He snapped his eyes opened and his back from the reality, in front of him was his professor who was glaring at him.
"I know that you're smart and you're the top of my class but I think sleeping while I'm discussing something in my class is inappropriate, Hitsugaya-kun." Mr. Komamura, his history professor, said to him.
"I sorry." Toushiro muttered.
"Just don't let that happened again."
Toushiro watched his professor shoot his last glare to him and went back to the front of their room and start discussing again. He took a deep sigh and touches his cheek. He can still feel her pressure in it, the warm feeling he can't helped but to adore. Things are getting weirder everyday for him. First, she often show in his dreams and now he can feel her as if she was real.
X.X
"Why are you sleeping in the class earlier? Haven't you sleep well last night?"
Someone asked him while they're eating his lunch at the university cafeteria. Toushiro looked at his best friend, her strawberry blonde hair that usually on loose is now kept into a messy bun.
"I'm just bored, Matsumoto." He tells her.
Matsumoto frowned slightly to him and said, "Anyway, I'm going to introduce someone to you."
Toushiro raised his brow to her and said, "Who's she this time?"
Rangiku grinned to him and said, "You know me too well."
Of course, he knew her too well. They've been best of friends since high school. Most of the people thought that they have some sort of romantic relationship but they just have a mere friendship that has a silent agreement that to watch each others back and give each other a hand if he/she falls. But, of course, with a voluptuous body that Matsumoto possess, any guy would fall in love with her instantly but not Hitsugaya Toushiro.
He also knew that she's trying to get some girls for him. She tells him one day, about her "Rangiku Matsumoto's matchmaking mission" and he totally disagree. He could get a girl on his own if he wanted to but he haven't seen the right one yet and he's not rushing things. But due to Matsumoto's stubbornness about finding him a girlfriend, he couldn't helped himself but to comply into his best friend's crazy matchmaking just to shut her up.
"Wait for me here, I'm going to get her." Matsumoto tells him as she wink at the same time.
He watched his best friend went out of the cafeteria. He sigh and close his eyes again, leaving his food behind. He's hoping to see the girl in his dreams again.
"We're back!"
Toushiro opened his eyes and he saw his Matsumoto marching towards him, dragging a petite girl behind her. When they've reached him, Matsumoto offered her sit to the girl and leaned forward to Toushiro to whisper something.
"Her name is Hinamori Momo." She says.
He nodded to her and Matsumoto waved her goodbye. "Have fun you, two. Enjoy!" She sing sang as she went out again to the cafeteria.
Toushiro looked at the girl in front of him, her hair is tied into a bun with a blue cloth securing it. She has an angelic face who he thinks couldn't harm anyone even they've hurt her. She has a brown eyes that compliments her brown hair.
"My name is Hitsugaya Toushiro."
"Hinamori Momo." She introduces herself to him, a soft smile playing on her lips.
"Uhmm, sorry about Matsumoto..." Toushiro started.
The brown hair waved her hand frantically and said, "No! No! I mean, I'm glad that she talks to me... I also wanted to talk to you..."
Toushiro looked at her and noticed the redness of her cheeks. He sigh inwardly.
X.X
Toushiro went to the art room because they held their classes there right after their lunch. He saw Matsumoto talking to one of their classmates, Ichimaru Gin. He walked straight to his work place and put his things in order.
"How's your lunch date?" Matsumoto asked as she approached him.
"Good."
Matsumoto pouted, removing her clip to her hair to let it fall. "Just good?" she asked while running her fingers through her hair to fix them up.
Toushiro sigh and faced her. "Yup, she's too nice for me."
Matsumoto rolls her eyes and said, "I thought you want someone who don't throw themselves to you. "
"Yeah, but Momo. She's too nice. She loves talking about cute things though i like the way she's fond of reading books." He tells her as he pulls his paintbrushes out of his bag.
"So you rejected her?"
Toushiro shook his head and said, "No, I just let her to be like that. We can be friends. In fact she invited me to come with her in a public library next week and I said yes."
Matsumoto's eyes widened. "Really! Come on, Hitsugaya! I know you have a thing for her. No one can make you say yes aside from me!"
"I don't like her that way Matsumoto."
Matsumoto sigh in defeat. "Alright, I'll find you another one."
"You don't have to." Toushiro says, cooly.
Matsumoto sticks her tongue out and walks away from him.
"Good afternoon class."
Toushiro heard his professor, Mr. Ukitake, as he enters inside their room.
"Today is your practical test in arts, I want you to paint something or someone you adore and write a short paragraph to explain your paintings, do you understand?" Ukitake asked his students.
Chorused of "Yes" filled the room.
"I"ll give you 3 hours to finish your paintings, 3:00pm, finished or not finish you'll show it to me and I'm going to check it. if you needed something I'm just sited right here. Feel free to ask me." He tells them as he sits into his desk and pulled out some school paper works.
In instant, everybody becomes busy. Toushiro on the other hand, stares at his blank canvass. He doesn't have anything on his mind so he asked himself, who or what did he adores?
He adores many things, like books and photography. He also likes soccer and kendo and he loves eating amannatto. He also adores his parents, even though they're far away, there is no time that he forgets them. He loves and respects them so much. He also love the nature, the vast blue sky in the morning, the starry night he watched every time he climbs up into his apartment's roof, the snow that falls during winter and the leaves during fall and also the sunset.
The sunset.
And it clicked to him. He remember her again. The girl in his dreams. He adores the way she smiles, which makes his heart skips a bit, He adores her pretty face, which is full of happiness and contentment, he adores her soft voice, like she's singing to him a lullaby which calm his soul and most especially he adores her warmth that can make him feel more alive.
So he's decided, picking up his pencil, he drew the girl in his dreams whom he secretly adores.
X.X
It's almost 2:30 when he finished his painting, Toushiro sigh in relief as he gets a piece of paper and write something about his art. He writes the things he adores about the girl in his dreams and funnily, he writes about her as if she knew her really well.
After a few minutes or so, Toushiro noticed that his professor is already checking around. He watched him as he approached Matsumoto who has a goofy grin to her face.
"Who's that?" Ukitake asked, as he pointed out Matsumoto's painting.
"It's Ichimaru Gin holding a sake." Matsumoto stated proudly.
Ukitake raised his brow and get Matsumoto's paper. He quietly reads it and he frowned. "You drew a portrait of Ichimaru Gin holding a sake because you can't choose whom do you adore the most, Ichimaru Gin or a bottle of sake?"
"Uh-huh." Matsumoto answered casually. "And it was not just a bottle sensei, see the stacks of sake I drew in the background. I won't settle of a one bottle only."
Toushiro wants punch the life out of his best friend, she's acting like an idiot again. He saw their professor sigh and marked his papers. He expects that Matsumoto will get a low score but the next scene tells him otherwise. Matsumoto was just jumping up and down because of joy then she crushed their professor in her chest. He just smirked at his professors pink face as he scold Matsumoto on her behavior.
He looked once more to his painting, for him it was perfect. The most beautiful art he'd made which makes him proud to himself.
"Is she your girlfriend?"
Toushiro looked at his right and he saw Ukitake staring intently at his painting. "No, she isn't." He answered.
Ukitake nodded, still staring at the painting. "It's beautiful. She's really beautiful." He mutters softly.
In the painting was a portrait of a raven haired girl, with a pair of gray eyes. She was wearing a white dress and she's barefooted. She was leaning back against the guard rail. Her arms was in her side, holding the metal to support her. Her face shows youthfulness and her smile shows hope. Her black hair dances through the wind and the red orange sky spreads into her background.
"Are you sure she's not your girlfriend." Ukitake asked again, looking at Toushiro for the first time.
"Yes sir. She was... she was the girl in my dreams." Toushiro tells him, embarrassed.
Ukitake smiled softly at the young man in front of him. He gets Toushiro's paper and carefully reads it's content. Satisfied, he wrote his remarks, folded it into half and gives it back to Toushiro.
"Class dismissed." Ukitake says, as he smiles softly and went outside the room.
Everyone started cleaning their mess, Toushiro picks his things up and put it inside his bag, he carefully remove his canvas on it's stand and place it in the table near him. Remembering that he didn't see his score, he opens his bag and get his paper. He unfold it and his eyes widened.
Score:100
I hope you'll find her. - U.J
He smiled softly and folded the paper again, putting it on his pocket.
"Hey what's your score?" Matsumoto asked him as she approach him.
"100." He says, cooly.
"Wow. But I'm not shocked. You're Hitsugaya Toushiro, you aced everything."
Toushiro smirked to her and get his canvass.
"Is that your drawing?" Matsumoto inquire. "Can I see it?"
Toushiro want to say no but he knows that Matsumoto won't stop if he didn't show it to her. He turned his canvass around so she could see it properly.
Matsumoto's eyes widened and her mouth slightly opened with a small "o". She was utterly shocked.
"I thought your not going to be shock?" Toushiro asked slyly. It's only once in awhile that he can make fun of his best friend because she's always the one who makes fun of him. So he just enjoy the moment while it last.
Matsumoto remained silent for a few seconds till she closes her mouth and utter two simple words: "She's beautiful."
"Yes she is." Toushiro nodded in agreement.
Matsumoto looked at him and broke into a cheshire grin. "Who's she?!" She squealed. "Don't tell me, you have already a girl friend all this time!"
Toushiro shook his head and said, "No she's not my girlfriend. I really don't know who she is. She just came into my mind."
Matsumoto rolled her eyes and put her hands in her hips, "Don't give me that bullshit Hitsugaya!"
His face turned to a scowl. "She's the girl in my dreams." He said.
"Sounds dreamy." Matsumoto cooed.
Toushiro sigh and started to talk way, knowing that Matsumoto will follow him. "She's the girl in my dreams. Literally."
Matsumoto's gleeful face turned into confused one. "Really?"
Toushiro nodded, "She's popping in my dreams almost everyday, since I moved in in my apartment."
"Did she tell you something?" Matsumoto asks.
"She doesn't talk to me. She only smiles."
Matsumoto rolled her eyes and said, "sounds creepy."
Toushiro didn't respond to her. Yes, his dreams are creepy but this is where he find peace.
"You know what," Matsumoto started, breaking the silence.
"Hn" he hummed in responded.
"I've read some article about the person, you didn't know but appears in your dreams. They've said that the unknown person in your dreams is a ghost that staring at you while you sleep." Matsumuto says matter-of-factly.
Toushiro stopped on his tracks and frowned to Matsumoto. "Where did you get that crazy information huh?"
"It's from a book about dreams in the library. I just accidentally saw it because I'm looking for the meaning of the dream that occur to me last week."
"And what dream it could be?" He asks.
Matsumoto's face lit up abruptly and says, "Gin and I are getting married!"
"Your just crazy, you're not even dating him yet. How come that he'll going to marry you?" Toushiro deadpanned as he resumed on walking.
Matsumoto pouted and says, "Your just jealous because I have a love life!"
Toushiro rolled his eyes and smirked, "It's not called love life Matsumoto, it's friend zone."
"Shut up!" Matsumoto grumbled. "I know he likes me too!"
Toushiro stifle a laugh and says, "How did you know?"
Matsumoto flips her hair and said, "Girl instinct. We can know if the guy has a thing for us."
"Really?" He asked.
"Yes! So suck it up Hitsugaya!" Matsumoto yelled in frustration.
X.X
Toushiro walked out in a local supermarket, bags of groceries in his hands. After walking Matsumoto to her home, which he finds hassle but he enjoys her company and also he's raised to be a gentleman, he went directly to a local supermarket to buy some food because he noticed that his cupboard is already empty earlier.
When he reached home, he went directly to his small kitchen and place his foods. He gets an instant ramen to the plastic bag and boil some water in the stove. He went out of the kitchen, and went to his room to change his clothes.
He opened his bedroom door and walked inside the familiar room, placing his painting at the side of his small book shelf. Light blue painted walls, a queen size bed, a study table, and a small book shelf and a closet. He went straight to the closet and get some clothes. He change his clothes into a black long sleeves and a comfy grey jogging pants. Satisfied with his look, he went back to the kitchen to tuned off his stove and pour the hot water into his ramen.
Toushiro turned on his 42" flat tv and settle on his black couch with his instant ramen in hand. He placed the ramen above his coffee table and started flipping the channels. His attention was caught in a tv show that introduces an old public library.
"This library was the oldest public library in Japan. All ancient literatures are kept here..." The reported on tv says.
Toushiro leaned back to his couch while eating his ramen, as he watch the show. The reporter on tv was holding a black book with a skull* imprinted on it's hard cover. His telling that this book was written by an unsung war hero who fought for the victory of Japan.
He tells that the hero remained silent and didn't want any publicity so only few people knew him but the reporter remarks that he was skillful soldier, and he fight alongside with his wife, a noble girl who turned back into her family just to help her husband in the war.
Toushiro's interest was in the unsung soldier. He wants to know who he is and know more about him. He watched intently to the show, leaving his ramen run cold, but the reporter on tv returned the book into it's respective shelf and moved on to the next book.
He sigh and closed his eyes, leaving his unfinished meal aside.
He sees her again, the raven haired girl. This time she's standing in a garden, humming softly as she looked faraway.
"Hey." He approaches her.
She turned around and greeted him with a soft smile.
"Can't you talk?" Toushiro asked.
The raven haired girl frowned to him, he saw her opened her mouth but there are no voice coming out.
"What?" He asked her again.
She keeps on talking but he can't hear her.
"I can't hear you."
She frowned to him and started to walk away.
"Hey wait!" Toushiro yelled, running to catch up on her. He runs so fast and he didn't notice that she was gone and he's near the edge of the cliff and then the next thing he knew, he was falling.
Toushiro eyes snapped open, and he's breathing heavily, "shit" he cursed. He look around and he noticed that he fell asleep in his couch.
He looked at his phone for the time. 3:20am. He wipe the sweat in his forehead and went to the kitchen. He grab a glass of water and drank into to it. His heart is racing as if he really did fall.
X.X
Toushiro walks down in the familiar hallway of the university. He didn't sleep right after he woke up at 3am. He was scared to dream again. His dreams felt real and he knows that maybe one day, it will cause him death.
"Hey!"
He heard someone calls him but he didn't bother to look out because he already know who it was.
"What do you want Matsumoto?" He says, irritably.
The bubbly girl run beside him and pouted, "What's wrong with you, you look terrible."
"I didn't sleep well last night."
Matsumoto sigh and asked him, concerned, "Did you dream about her again?"
He nodded.
"What happened?" She asked
Toushiro shook his head and sigh heavily.
Matsumoto knows that he doesn't want to talk about it. Even though, she's stubborn when it comes to him, she knows that some things should be kept in private or shouldn't be pressed. She'll just wait till he tells her or she'll just catch him when he falls without asking.
Breaking the silence, she asked him, "So, do you still want to go out with Momo."
"Yeah."
They both enter the art room and sit on their respected places.
"Good Afternoon class." Ukitake greeted as he enter the room with a smile.
"Good afternoon Ukitake-sensei." The students greeted back.
"The art festival is coming soon, and everyone of you needed to pass 1 art work to me and we'll be putting the best ones in the exhibit." Ukitake told his students.
"Hai"
"I'll be checking your work after 3 hours."
Everyone started their work in his cue. Toushiro sigh inwardly, heavy bags are under his eyes and he's not really feeling well. He looked around and the room and it seems spinning. He closed his eyes and let himself rest of a bit.
He woke up in a place he didn't know but it was certainly familiar to him. It was the guard rail where the raven haired girl always standing but this time, she wasn't there.
He looked around to find her but even the glimpse of her shadow isn't there. He started walking, and surprisingly, his feet seems to know the place as if he walks into it everyday.
His feet leads him into a river, and he saw her, sitting on it's edges. Her usual soft smile is missing. She was just staring dully at the flowing body of water. Seeing her like this makes him sad but he really doesn't know why.
He wants to approach her but he was afraid that she might walk away. Taking a few steps forward, he suddenly feels dizzy. His body becomes weak and the next thing he knows, he was lying in the ground, towering him was the raven haired girl with a concern expression in her face.
"Hitsugaya-kun."
Toushiro opened his eyes groggily and he noticed that he's back into the reality. His classmates are looking to him specially Matsumoto who has a concerned expression in her face. He looked at his right and he saw Ukitake standing next to him.
"Are you okay?" Ukitake asks him.
He nodded weakly and says. "Yes, ukitake-sensei."
The older man sigh. "Are you sure Hitsugaya-kun? You look terrible, you're pale. I think you should go to the nurse's office. Just pass your work to me sometime.
Toushiro shook his head. "I can do this Ukitake-sensei. Thank you for the concern but I'm capable of finishing it today."
"Okay." Ukitake nodded to him and he went back to his desk.
Toushiro sigh and look at his blank canvass, decided on his art, he gets his paint brush and start on his work.
After a few hours, Toushiro stared at his finished product. In the painting, was the guard rail in his dreams, the sun is setting down. Colors of red, orange and pink spreads over the vast sky. Overshadowing another town below.
Ukitake clapped his hands twice, to get his students' attention, "Time's up!" He begun looking around the room and finally stopped in front of Toushiro.
"Where is that?" He asked.
"It's where the raven haired girl always waiting." Toushiro answered truthfully.
"The place is beautiful."
Toushiro nodded in agreement, "It was the best place where you can watch the sunset."
Ukitake frowned a little, "I wonder if the place is real."
"I don't know Ukitake-sensei. I haven't seen any place like this aside from my dreams."
Ukitake smiled,"Well then, maybe it's just a place in your dreams. Having a beauty just like in that place, I think many people will know where it was. But surprisingly, even I haven't seen it. But then, you're work is extremely good Hitsugaya-kun. Can I have this? I'll display this in the exhibit room."
"Suit yourself Ukitake-sensei."
"Thank you."
End Note: [1/3] Yey! The part 1 is finally published. I'm kinda hook on watching Detective Conan right now, so I'm going to put the next chapters maybe next week. Don't worry I've finished this story already but due to lack of time and too busy fangirling in Detective Conan, I have no time to publish the next chapters and also my internet connection right now isn't that good.
And I know, you've already figured out who's the nameless characters. Haha Everyone of them has a special connection to the main.
So please, review means love to me.