HitsuRuki
Next story up!
This one is a step up from the last one, now there are chapters! So, yeah, I decided to try a different anime 'cause 1. I didn't have any ideas or pairings for Naruto and 2. I wanted to!
Hopefully this is as good as my last fanfic and I'd like to thank all my supporters and all the reviews that I got; you guys really inspired me in making another fanfic!
This is a Toushiro Hitsugaya and Rukia Kuchiki pairing; I know they never really talked in the anime or anything, but I just find them so cute together.
Alright, enjoy the first chapter!
*LINE*
"Everybody, get in position!"
Captain Ukitake screamed over the roars of the never ending mass of hollows.
Yes indeed, it was another one of Aizen's devious plans. No one knew where or how he found so many hollows, but then again, with Aizen there shouldn't be too many questions asked. The only thing they needed to know is that Aizen meant business and he wasn't going to stop until he was defeated.
Rukia Kuchiki slashed Shirayuki back and forth, up and down, through the hollows. But even for her, things were getting overwhelming.
How long had they been fighting? Two minutes? Two hours? No one knew. All they knew was that they're numbers were dropping fast and, if they didn't do anything about it soon, they might lose this war.
The ice user brought her zanpakuto down on another hollow, saving the life of one of her teammates. They now stood back to back and working together.
It didn't last long as Rukia heard the horrifying cry of her teammate behind her screaming in agony and pain; not unlike everything else that was happening.
She looked back at her subordinate, which was probably the worst mistake she could've done as a hollow jumped in the air and was coming down on her. Rukia shielded her face and closed her eyes, knowing that even if she tried to react, she wouldn't be able to.
Is this really the end? she thought, instantly thinking about Kaien once more. Though, the impact never came, which made her open her eyes. She was staring at someone's back; and soon realized who it was as she recognized the tenth division's symbol.
"Captain Hitsugaya!" she exclaimed in surprise.
He looked over his shoulder at her,
"Don't just stand there! Get back up and help me!" he barked at her, and that's exactly what she did. I mean, you can't simply ignore a captain's orders now can you?
They stood back to back and countered every attack that went for them. Since both their zanpakuto's were ice, it seemed easier for both of them to work together.
Until Rukia caught sight of Renji, farther away, faltering in his attacks and taking a hit that brought him to the ground.
Rukia's attention wavered and she hadn't been paying attention to what's around her.
She heard a loud grunt behind her and immediately turned around to see a massive gash in Hitsugaya's torso. He was clenching his stomach and kneeling on the ground. Rukia instantly jumped into action.
"Captain!" she cried out and kneeled beside him, bringing his arm around her shoulders and helping him up. "I'm bringing you to the fourth division; you need medical treatment right away," she explained before taking off into a shun-po.
"I'm fine, Kuchiki," he muttered, trying to get out of her grasp. "We need to get back there and fight."
Rukia held on to him tightly. "I'm sorry, Captain Hitsugaya, but in this condition you'd be lucky to be able to walk on your own."
With that said she stopped in front of the fourth division and quickly tried to find Unohana so she could take care of Hitsugaya before it was too late.
After a while of searching, she finally spotted Unohana's lieutenant, Isane Kotetsu, and hurried towards her.
Hearing footsteps coming her way, Isane looked up from the board in her hands and saw Rukia, and then she realized Hitsugaya's injury.
"Oh, he's lost a lot of blood; he's gone all pale," she said before taking him from Rukia.
After one look. Rukia realized that she was right; he was unusually pale, compared to his usual dark, tanned skin.
The girl bit her lip, starting to worry.
Should I stay or should I go and help the others? She thought in a panic. Rukia then shook her head and went in the direction of the entrance, leaving.
What kind of question was that? Of course I need to go back and help the others. Why would I think otherwise? Her train of thought finished as she looked at the chaos in front of her.
It was literally as if Satan had descended upon Seireitei and was now the new king and he was simply playing a game.
Rukia's eyes fell upon all the dead bodies on the ground. Every shinigami that had fought for their life and lost. And all of this was happening because of Aizen.
Could this really be the day that he finally defeats us? She thought in horror as she looked at her surroundings.
"No… No…"
Those words hadn't come from her lips, but the person further away beside her. Hinamori Momo. One look at her and you could tell she had been crying; she had red puffy eyes and she was shaking.
Rukia approached the fifth division's lieutenant, wondering why the hell she wasn't helping everybody else. Though she wouldn't tell it so disrespectfully to a lieutenant.
"Hinamori-fukutaichou, may I ask what are you doing?" she asked. The girl didn't seem to realize Rukia was there as she kept rambling on,
"No… Aizen would've never… He… He's too nice…"
Rukia had heard that Hinamori had been close to Aizen and that she went through a sort of emotional melt down when he betrayed the Seireitei, but… After all that he has done up till now, how can there still be doubt? Had Aizen really got her under his spell that badly?
She laid a hand on the other woman's shoulder.
"Without due disrespect, Hinamori-fukutaichou, Aizen is no longer known as an honorable captain of the fifth division. He is a traitor and that's what you have to keep in mind. Right now, all of our comrades are dying right in front of your eyes and you're just standing here, doing nothing, because you can't believe it?"
That got Hinamori's attention as she looked up to stare at the girl chastising her. Her eyes were a little dazed, like the message didn't quite go through; so Rukia continued on to make her point,
"Well, I'm sorry to break it to you, but this is reality! Aizen betrayed us all and now he's making an all out war between us and him!" she snapped, starting to raise her voice a little.
Hinamori shook her head, "No, he'd never want me to get hurt… He promised!" she screamed out frantically, grabbing Rukia's arm, trying to make her understand the dilemma she was in.
Rukia grit her teeth in frustration. What was wrong with this girl? She pulled Hinamori up by the arm, trying to restrain herself from what she was about to do next, but she couldn't. She raised her right hand and slapped the lieutenant across the face so hard that Hinamori's head was pushed to the side.
Rukia then realized just what she had done. She had assaulted a lieutenant, a seat that was way farther than where she is; and the worst part is that she didn't even regret it. She had thought that that was the only way for the woman to wake up and see the true story that was developing right in front of her.
Even though she had just committed a great felony, she kept on going,
"He's forgotten about you! He doesn't care what he was to you! The only thing he wants is power and you can't give that to him!"
The petite girl was starting to get exhausted; nothing she said seemed to be getting through to the fifth division's lieutenant.
"You're right…" Hinamori muttered, looking down at the ground.
Rukia gave a smile of relief, about to say something when she heard the growl of a hollow above her. She quickly went into action and side stepped, making the hollow face plant on the ground. She slashed her sword across its head and watched it disappear.
She looked back to where Hinamori had been, but she was gone as well. Rukia shrugged it off and ran back into the action.
*LINE*
She ran, ran straight to her headquarters and opened her desk drawer; taking out the letter he had left her before leaving himself, reading it once more:
Hinamori,
I'm sorry that I must leave you so suddenly, but there is something I must do and I wouldn't want you to get hurt, and so I leave you here in Seireitei for your safety.
Many people may think that I have betrayed Seireitei, but I have reasons behind my actions, but unfortunately no one would be able to understand and so I left.
I know that you would understand me, Hinamori; but I cannot stand the thought of putting you in danger. So, please do not think of me as a bad person; what I do is for the better.
You may or may not believe me, but I ask you to take my word for it and stay exactly where you are until I come and get you.
I promise you that once I have accomplished my mission, I will come back for you and bring you back with me. Till' then, be patient and wait.
Goodbye,
Aizen.
She clutched the note to her chest.
Two years, it's already been two years since she found this letter. She has been waiting all this time, being patient, just like he said… But her patience was running out.
She was sick and tired of hearing everybody bad mouth her former captain. Hearing them planning about how they are going to defeat Aizen for good.
They didn't even understand him! Only Hinamori knows that everything Aizen does is for the good. She's been his lieutenant for many years; she knows that his intentions are always good.
She took a quick look around, making sure that no one was there. There were all probably fighting right now, anyway.
She grabbed a backpack and packed it with all her essentials and left… Left to find the man that had promised to come back and get her. But now, she was the one that was going to find him.
*LINE*
The war was finally over. They might've won this war, but they had lost many men. If Aizen were to decide to attack again anytime soon, they would never be able to get through it.
Even though Rukia hated to admit it, it was true: They had gotten lucky this time. Somehow, she had a feeling that that's what Aizen had intended to do. He wanted to lower the Seireitei's defense so he would be at an advantage.
This war is not over, it has just begun, she thought, watching as the injured were being brought to the fourth division and the dead bodies were being left behind for now.
"Rukia!" she heard her strawberry headed friend scream behind her. She turned around to see a bloodied Ichigo. It was a wonder how he could still move.
"Are you okay, Ichigo?" she asked, walking towards him. He nodded, pointing at his blood covered shirt.
"Most of this isn't even my blood, don't worry about it," he reassured her, looking around and frowned.
"Seems like we received a big blow today," he said, taking in the sights around him. "At least we didn't lose any captains… Well that I know of, anyway…" he rambled on, not realizing Rukia had stiffened beside him.
That's right; Captain Hitsugaya had been really badly hurt… Is he okay? Rukia thought in a panic and started to leave for the fourth division, screaming over her shoulder at Ichigo,
"I'll see you later, Ichigo! I need to go and check on someone!"
Ichigo stood there, dumbfounded, not too sure how to react, "Umm… Ooookay?"
*LINE*
Rukia ran into the fourth division's front doors and bumped into Unohana. She immediately straightened up and bowed.
"Forgive me, Captain Unohana!"
The dark haired woman gave a sweet smile and put her hand up in a gesture that she could get back up. Rukia did so, but still stood straight.
"May I ask you a question, Captain Unohana?" she asked, hoping to get this conversation along.
"Go right ahead, Rukia."
"Is Captain Hitsugaya doing okay?" she said, feeling her voice waver as Ichigo's voice passed through her head.
"At least we didn't lose any captains… Well that I know of, anyway…" she silently hoped that it would stay that way.
Unohana gestured to the door on the far left of the corridor.
"Go and see for yourself, my dear," she said, walking back to wherever she was going before.
Rukia didn't waste any time; she stumbled into a fast walk and went into his room and sighed in relief at what she saw.
Hitsugaya was okay. He was lying in his bed, sleeping soundly, with bandages around his torso. One look at him and she knew that he was better; he looked less pale than before.
"No worries, he's okay. He had lost a lot of blood and he was obviously over worked; but then again, that's just who he is," Rukia heard Kotetsu saying behind her, chuckling a little.
The Chappy lover gave an uneasy chuckle herself, before turning around and getting ready to leave. She smiled at Kotetsu and gave a slight bow. She was at the room's door when she heard Hitsugaya's raspy voice,
"Kuchiki, come here for a second."
She froze for a moment, but didn't waste any more time by turning around and walking back to the side of his bed.
"Yes, Captain Hitsugaya?" she said, her voice coming out small.
He tired to sit up, and gave up when proven being too painful to do so. Rukia was going to reach out and push him back, but thought better of it and simply sat still.
"W-What happened?" he asked, looking at the ceiling, trying to deal with the pain. She saw his jaw clench once he had asked the question. Rukia swallowed hard.
"Well… The good news is that we won this war… the bad news is that we lost a lot of our men. If we were to receive another attack, we'd be done for," she explained, trying to act sophisticated and mature about the situation; just like her brother, Byakuya Kuchiki, would do.
Hitsguaya sighed, shaking his head, "I highly doubt it's over. Aizen probably planned for this to happen…"
Rukia held back her surprise, even though she had been taken aback to know that she wasn't the only one to think that Aizen had something else up his sleeve. She felt compelled to go further into the subject with him.
Until he tilted his head towards her and said, "Kuchiki, you should go and ask for someone to check on you." He jerked his head towards her hand holding her right side.
She looked down in surprise; the girl hadn't even realized that she was hurt with all the chaos going on. She had obviously subconsciously kept holding her side throughout this whole time.
Rukia pulled her hand back and immediately felt the wet and stickiness of her own blood.
"Ah, damn, I was hoping this wouldn't happen," she cursed quietly to herself. The blood was starting to seep through her clothing.
"You fought in one of the biggest wars in Seireitei history and you were hoping to get out without anything but a few scratches?" Hitsugaya asked skeptically, raising an eyebrow at her.
She shook her head and grit her teeth. It wasn't because she didn't want to have any injuries; that would be impossible in a war like this one. She was just hoping that she wouldn't need to get treatments for her wounds.
Nobody ever really knew this about Rukia, except for Renji and Ichigo, but Rukia's pet peeve was hospitals. She hated them.
She hated the thought of sleeping somewhere she wasn't used to; a place that, when you're sleeping, they could possibly be making an operation on you. Then, when you wake up they tell you that 'everything is good and well', but you have no idea what happened. And that really annoyed this shinigami.
She shook the thought out of her mind and got up. She bowed deeply to the captain before her and turned away.
"No worries, I'll be fine, I'll just take a little na—" She didn't finish her sentence as she started feeling woozy; her vision getting blurry and her knees getting weak. She leaned to the closest wall for support. Her purple orbs were starting to close, she was going in and out of consciousness as she slid down the wall and fell to the floor.
The last thing she heard was Hitsguaya's frantic voice calling her name, "Kuchiki!" The rest was lost to her.
*LINE*
"Unohana!" Hitsugaya cried out; he was now sitting at the edge of his bed and he knew that if he were to get up, he would be joining the unconscious girl in front of him soon enough.
Unohana came in a fast walk and stopped abruptly at the sight before her.
"Kotetsu, get a room ready and bring Rukia there for treatment," she said rather calmly. Then again, she was probably used to things like this.
Her lieutenant hurriedly went in, picked up Rukia bridal style and brought her to the next room.
"What happened, exactly?" Unohana asked, turning her attention back to the man in front of her. She shook her head and tsked, walking towards him and pushing him back on the bed.
"You opened up your wounds again, Hitsugaya," she said, reaching for a clean set of bandages.
He looked down at his stomach to see that blood was starting ooze out of his now open wound. He winced as he felt the pain running through his body once more.
While Unohana changed his bandages, he explained how the girl was injured; though she refused to go and get someone to make sure she was okay, and then she simply fainted.
Afterwards, the older woman let out a chuckle, "She never did like this division," she said before getting back up and leaving.
Hitsugaya frowned, not quite understanding what she meant. He simply shook it off, telling himself that it wasn't important at this point; she was brought to a room and she was going to be taken care of now.
The tenth division captain sighed as he relaxed into his bed. He looked up at the ceiling in thought, wondering about a certain fifth division lieutenant.
Is Momo okay? He thought, before closing his eyes and letting sleep engulf him.
*LINE*
Rukia woke up staring at the lights right above her, blinding her for a moment. She looked at her surroundings and soon figured out that she was still in the fourth division.
She brought her hand up to her side and felt the bandages that were now covering it. The petite girl was about to get up when Unohana walked in and ordered her to lie back down.
"It seems that you've broken a rib," she said, reading off a clipboard. "It's a wonder how you could even walk with that injury and the amount of blood you lost."
Rukia absentmindedly nodded, not really paying attention.
"How long must I stay here?" she asked, trying to sound natural.
Unohana, knowing better than that, smiled, "We're only keeping you here for the night, just to make sure you're okay. Tomorrow you'll be up and on out of here." She finished her little visit and left.
She didn't know if that was Unohana's intention or not, but she felt a little relieved that she would be gone by tomorrow morning; without anything but a good night's rest.
At least, that's what she thought before she heard four words coming out of a person's mouth speaking to Unohana outside in the hallway,
"She's the only survivor…"
Are they talking about me? She thought in a panic, once again trying to get up. This time she succeeded and painfully dragged herself to the entrance of her room.
"W-What are you talking about?" she asked, panting; knowing that she probably shouldn't of gotten up, strengthening the possibilities of her injuries getting worst and spending another day in her own little hell whole.
Unohana looked back at her patient in surprise; probably the first time Rukia saw that expression on the fourth division's captain. The man that she had first heard talking pursed his lips, standing beside Unohana, not willing to say anything more.
"Rukia, I don't think you're in any shape to be hearing about this," she started, gesturing for Rukia to go back into her bed. "Maybe when you're feeling better tomorrow, I'll let you know."
The dark haired shinigami shook her head, pure determination in her eyes. "You are going to tell me now." She knew very well that she was in no position to be ordering a captain, but she couldn't hold back, she needed to know.
Unohana looked back at the man for a moment, and then pushed Rukia gently back into the room and closed the door behind them.
"Rukia," she said, gesturing at her bed, "take a seat."
She did so and stayed silent, eager to hear what the older woman had to say.
Unohana took a deep breath, "We lost a lot of people during this war, Rukia," she started, her gaze softening as she laid her hand on Rukia's smaller ones.
"It just so happens that the thirteenth division got hurt the most…" her sentence trailed off as she simply stared at Rukia.
"W-What happened? Is C-Captain Ukitake a-alright?" she stuttered, feeling her body starting to shake. She knew what was coming next, but she simply didn't want to believe it.
"The whole division was wiped out during the attack… Including Ukitake… You are the only survivor from the thirteenth division, Rukia," she finished, sympathetic.
Rukia froze; eyes wide and her whole body shaking violently.
What? It… It can't be! I… she couldn't even finish her thought as she felt the tears burning behind her eyes.
She swallowed her sadness, knowing that crying wouldn't do anything. Nothing she would do at this point could change things. She could throw a tantrum and break everything in sight or even bawl her eyes out until she couldn't anymore… but the results would stay the same…
All of them… Not a single one left, except for me…
"Rukia, you should rest now," Unohana stated, but this Kuchiki wasn't listening. She was too busy staring at the wall in front of her in horror.
Unohana sighed and left, giving her some space to let everything sink in.
"At least we didn't lose any captains… Well that I know of, anyway…" Ichigo's words floated in her head, as if mocking her.
"You're wrong Ichigo… You are so very wrong…"
*LINE*
One week… It had already been one week since she's been searching for Aizen. And it made her start to wonder,
Had this really been a good idea? She thought desperately. When Momo had gone out on this expedition, she had been sure that she would've found Aizen no problem, or at least that it wouldn't be as long.
She had packed food for four days and now she was out. She had barely eaten in the last three days and she was starting to lose hope.
Maybe I should just go back to Seireitei. I'm sure nobody would've realized that I'm gone by now.
The confused shinigami kept pondering on what to do next. She heard her stomach growling and sighed; walking up to a tree and sitting down, leaning against it.
She dropped her head in her hands in frustration.
"This is hopeless!" she cried out to the nature around her. She'd never be able to find Aizen like this.
She let out a loud sigh and closed her eyes, "I'll just take a nap, and then I'll head back." If by any chance they had noticed that she was gone, she would just make up some excuse that would pass by.
These days, everything she said passed by them. If she did something wrong, they simply blamed it on the fact that she was acting out because of Aizen's betrayal. She grit her teeth at the thought.
"Aizen is not evil…" she muttered to herself.
"Why, thank you, Hinamori."
She jumped in surprise as she heard the familiar voice of her former captain. She turned around with a smile on her face.
"Aizen-sama! I knew that I'd find you in the end!"
Aizen gave his usual warm smile as he outstretched his hand towards her.
"I thought I said that I would come back for you when the time is right. I asked for you to stay where you are, Hinamori." His voice sounded concerned and worried.
She smiled at him and grasped his hand in hers.
There's no way that he could be evil, she thought as he guided her through the path to Hueco Mundo; this girl having no idea what she just got herself into.
*LINE*
End of the first chapter! Yay!
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