Of Flurries and Sweets

In the Wild

By: MissMadameMina

When the school bell finally rung all the students rushed out into the hallways. In their mad desire to escape the cursed school and into the schoolyard, not one person cared about the safety of others. Although many of the students escaped relatively unscathed through the push of the stampeded, a few were not so lucky. Through the shuffling of papers and slamming of locker doors, Hitsugaya Toshiro didn't stand a chance.

This was his least favourite time of day. Why couldn't they leave the school premises without all the shoving, the shouting, and the bruising? Couldn't they walk out calmly, peacefully, like respectable youths? As If there was one civilized person in that crowd! Toshiro thought angrily as he worked meticulously through his locker to find his binders and textbooks.

Bending up slowly, Toshiro slung his backpack over his shoulder, looked both ways, and tiredly joined the thrumming highway of students. A little too slowly, he dodged a stray elbow, and the sharp joint made contact with his face. Grunting under the force, Toshiro backed up into another much taller student. "Hey, watch where you're going, you asshole!"

"Why don't you?!" Toshiro retorted, but was unheard. Shifting his bag once again, he trailed along the outside of the mass of students and tried to make progress to another less occupied part of the halls. He was once again pushed into the lockers by a pair of roughhousing students.

Before he could move an inch from his spot or shout out an angry reproach, he was pulled up and was dragged into a conveniently empty classroom. Why hadn't he seen it? It was one of Kamakura High's many unused classrooms and currently a makeshift haven to one Hitsugaya Toshiro.

"We'll have to wait here, Shiro-chan." An annoyingly familiar voice notified the irritated teen that he wasn't alone.

"What the hell do you want, Kusajishi?" Toshiro demanded. The girl merely smiled back at him. Kusajishi Yachiru was a new transfer student from Rukongai High. With bright pink hair and strange dark red eyes, she was a sight to see. She was also hyperactive, loud, and wouldn't leave him the hell alone.

"Just helping you out, Shiro-chan." Yachiru replied in that annoying bright voice of hers. "It's a jungle out there and us shorties have to stick together, y'know?" She was perched on a desk, completely oblivious that her skirt had rode up and revealed her panties, and completely focused on him, with an expression of extreme concentration on her face.

Toshiro glowered. "Get the hell away from me." He stalked out of the classroom, regardless of the crowd outside. Yachiru merely watched as he was once again jostled to the ground.

"It's a jungle out there, Shiro-chan!" Yachiru chirped, and was given the satisfactory result of seeing Toshiro flush slightly in embarrassment and anger before picking himself up from the floor and leaving.