Toshiro's First Friend
Author's note: It is just something I whipped up. Hehe, sorry for those who are waiting for the rest of the chapters of my other stories.
Slightly fluffy, I guess. ToshiroxOC
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T HAVE ANY RIGHTS TO BLEACH (and so I don't own anything you might recongize in Bleach)
Kaiko Tsuzame is my OC
"speaking" or normal story parts
Flashbacks
ENJOY!
Hitsugaya Toshiro, 10th division taicho of the Gotei 13 and proud owner of the strongest ice-type zanpaktou was doing something his fuku-taicho would never do…paperwork.
He sighed as he continuously signed the papers, making his 'out' pile slightly bigger than his 'in' pile. As he laid down another one of his paperwork into the 'out' pile, a breeze made one from the 'in' pile flutter under his sturdy mahogany table. He crouched down to ceremoniously pick it up, but paused as he saw another piece of paper slipped into one of the corners of his desk. Retrieving it, he settled unto his seat and unfolded the paper. Looking at the picture's contents he softly said, "Kai"
Toshiro gazed at the picture, recalling her long dark brown hair which was always held back by a headband, her shining light brown eyes, the soft smile playing on her pale pink lips. He could almost hear the gentle tone she had always used and he could even remember the icy blue cord on her ankle, claiming it was pretty. He closed his eyes to envision those good old days more clearly.
Toshiro was just sitting there under the large maple tree as everyone completely ignored him. He didn't realize the girl's presence until he noticed her slanted shadow on the ground. He looked up and saw her holding her hand out in a friendly gesture and giving him her trademark playful smile.
He rose from his stiff position and narrowed his eyes at the girl, carefully appraising her. "Who are you?" he asked, not taking his scrutinizing gaze off the suspicious girl
She dropped her hand but kept the smile and replied, "Hi there, my name is Tsuzame, Kaiko."
Toshiro simply nodded and said."Hitsugaya, Toshiro"
Kaiko grinned again and nodded. "Hitsugaya-san, do you think we can be friends?"
Toshiro turned to look at her and saw sincerity in her open face, and, before he knew it, he found himself giving her a small smile.
A few years later, he remembered how close they became over time. They would go around the whole village just conversing and they were always seen together. The other kids thought Kai was weird and began to pick on her. Toshiro protected her and, in turn, Kai took care of him.
Soon, they would slip to given names and continued to do that until…
"Toshiro, would it be okay if I called you 'Shiro'?"
He looked at Kai, giving her an expression of disbelief and slight anger. "Why? You know how much I hate it."
"It's not meant to insult you, Toshiro. It means 'white'. The color of snow, and just like the snow, you are calm and cool, and isn't it your favorite season? It's how you act and when those kids insult you using that, then they are saying you're cooler than them. So there," Kai explained, giving Toshiro an unwavering, and slightly triumphant glance. Naturally that won him over and to be fair, He was able to call her Kai.
That all ended when there was a hollow attack. It hit the southern parts of the village, and some in the east before the formidable shinigami were able to stop them. Toshiro didn't listen and thus didn't hear the casualties. It's been fifteen days already and he was getting worried.
He ran down to where he knew Kai's house was and stopped in front of it. Or what was left of it. It was just rubble; the whole house was demolished. He swayed in his spot, and from there he could hear what the villagers were talking about.
"One hundred dead. I can't believe twenty children died!" Toshiro could not believe his ears. twenty children dead, no, it couldn't be true. He looked around furiously willing Kai to pop out and give him a mock frown, showing her displeasure at the state of her house. He never saw that or heard her call for him. He walked closer and closer until he was standing in the middle of what used to be a house. Still no sign of her.
Toshiro scowled and kept silent. When he arrived back to his home, he shut his mouth and curled up into a ball in a corner. He could hear her encouraging voice, "Shiro! Now's not the time to do that. Show everyone that you're as good as them"
He stood up the next morning and continued on with his life, but he never forgot about her. He could never forget the girl who wormed her way into his heart and showed him that there are kind people in this world.
When Toshiro opened his turquoise eyes again he looked back at the picture once more and neatly tucked it away into his shikahuso, going back to his work. He gave a heavy sigh and picked up his brush. After three forms he heard the door to his office open and, thinking it was Matsumoto, opened his mouth to reprimand her and glanced up.
His eyes growing wide and effectively loosing hold of his brush and his cool he exclaimed in consternation,
"KAI?"
~The End~
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My first story to finish. Yehey!