HEY EVERYONE! Guess whose back from rehab! XD I have missed you all so much and I have missed writing just as much. I hope you were all well and safe while I was gone. Just as I promised, I am going back to writing my stories and I promise that one way or another, I will finish them. In the mean time though, I wish to celebrate my release with a little story I wrote during my time away. Just a reminder, I am still in recovery so it might now be that good. Still though, I hope you enjoy it :)
Disclaimer: I do not anything from "Bleach". Neither anime nor manga.
THE LETTER PT.1
There she was again. Sitting there in all her beauty. Her skin fair and radiate, her soft hair flowing, and her smile...the sun itself couldn't shine at brightly as that beautiful smile.
'Everything about her is beautiful.' Toshiro Hitsugaya thought as he watched the object of his affections from above. 'Nothing could ever compare to her. She is too perfect.'
Only staring at her made his heart feel like it had wings; fluttering in his chest with pure longing. It was hard enough just being near her without nervousness complete overtaking his body. He couldn't talk to the girl without losing his voice and end up stuttering uncontrollably.
He was entranced by her. He was wrapped around her finger. He belonged to her.
Toshiro Hitsugaya was in love with Momo Hinamori.
And all he wanted was to gaze at her for as long as-
"You know." A voice behind Toshiro said. Making him jump in surprise. "Spying is a very unbecoming trait for a young man."
The white haired teen turned to find that his classmates Gin Ichimaru, Ichigo Kurosaki, and Renji Abari standing in front of him.
"Damn." He cursed to himself. "And here I thought the roof would be a good place to hide."
The rest of the boys ignored his grumbling and went ahead to make themselves comfortable by sitting down and opening their lunches.
"Hey!" Toshiro called out. "I didn't say you can join me."
"Relax Hitsugaya." Renji replied. "What's so wrong with eating lunch with friends?"
"How did you even find me?"
Ichigo snickered. "It was easy. We just thought of the best place we can watch Momo from and went from there."
Immediately Toshiro's face turned a dark shade of red. "I was not watching her!"
"Oh really?" Gin asked.
He looked over the railing where his friend previously was and quickly found the sight of Momo sitting the grass outside with Rangiku Matsumoto, Orihime Inoue, and Rukia Kuchiki. All happily eating their lunches and chatting together.
"So this perfect view of her was completely coincidental?"
At that, Toshiro began stuttering and poorly tried to explain how that wasn't his intention. Everyone already knowing the truth, but still enjoyed watching him thoroughly fail.
Finally giving him a break, Ichigo lefted up a hand as a signal for him to stop. "It alright Toshiro. Everyone already knows how you feel about Momo."
"What?" The shorter male asked in shock.
"Well everyone except Momo." Renji explained. "It wasn't hard to figure out either. With the way you watch her from a far and how you basically so berserk when you see any type of danger going her way."
"Yeah. Not very subtle kiddo." Gin teased. 'Innocently' unaware of the death glare being throw at him.
Toshiro rolled his eyes and continued on eating his lunch. He thought that if he stayed quiet, they would eventually leave him alone.
"So Hitsugya." Renji said.
'So much for that.'
"When are you going to tell Momo about how you feel?"
Toshiro was so shocked at his question that he ended up chocking on his food. Gin started patting on his back and handed him his water bottle. Once the cough started to subside and he was able to get the food down with water, he turned to his friend in complete disbelief.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Ichigo, who was trying to hide his laughter behind his hand, answered. "Come Toshiro, do you really think you can keep all that in forever?"
"Keep what in?"
"All those pent up feelings, sport." Gin said. "You've been crazy about that sweet peach since you were young sprouts."
Toshiro still didn't get it. "What's that got to do with telling her?"
"All those pent up feelings can't be good for you." Renji replied, mouth full of food.
The others all nodded their heads in agreement.
The younger one of them though, didn't see it like they did.
"That's idiotic. I can keep my feelings for Momo in check."
"Oh really?" Gin asked, smirking. "Remember last week when you almost beat up poor Hanaturo just for giving her some papers."
"I thought it was a love letter!" Toshiro yelled.
"Or a when you kept trying to find any excuse to touch her hair?" Renji said.
Toshiro blushed. "I told you, I was trying to fix it!"
"Or how about when she asked you to hold her sweater for her and took a long smell from it?" Ichigo replied.
"That happened a long time ago!"
"It happened yesterday."
Toshiro sat there completely baffled. He hated to admit it, but they were right. Everyday it got more challenging to keep himself stable when he was around Momo. His feelings have been growing since day one, and now they were almost overwhelming.
"I can't tell her." He said, avoiding their stare. "I'm not ready for that yet."
Feeling sympathy for their friend, Ichigo and Renji were about to say their consolation before they were interrupted.
"How about a letter?" Gin asked from out of no where.
The three others turned to him confused.
"A letter?" Renji inquired.
"Yes." Gin explained. "They say that the one of the best way to express pent up feelings is through writing. So why don't you write a letter to Momo about how you feel?"
"A love letter?" Toshiro couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Are you serious? That is not only cliche, but insane. I can't just give her some letter about how I feel."
"Who says you have to give it to her?"
He narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"
"You can express everything you feel for her on paper just to get it off your chest." Gin explained. "Then you can keep the letter as a reminder of pathetic you are."
Before Toshiro could yell at him at that, Ichigo spoke up.
"That's actually a good idea."
Renji nodded his head. "It's like you're confessing, but also not confessing at the same time."
Toshiro couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You've got to be kidding."
"Come on Hitsugaya. It's not that bad of an idea."
Ichigo nodded. "Yeah. Who knows? It could actually help."
He scoffed at his friends words. Crossing his arms over his chest in annoyance. "Unbelievable."
The two red head both shrugged their shoulders before going back to their lunches and went on with their own chat. They knew when to leave the angry shorty alone. Otherwise they'll both end up regretting it.
All while Gin was still smirking over at the irritated teen.
"You know, it could be helpful."
Toshiro continued to ignore him.
"And besides, what do you have to lose?"
That caused the boy to turn to him with a glare that basically dared him to say more.
Gin eventually just snickered before going back to his own lunch.
Toshiro sighed before turning back to look over the rail. He was just in time to see Momo laughing; something that always calmed him down. Though, for the first time, it couldn't stop all the thoughts in his head.
The day quickly past by and then turned into night; right when Toshiro found himself laying in his bed while deep in thought.
He couldn't get that letter idea out of his head; not being able to help but think that maybe it really could help with his feelings for Momo. Its not like she or really anyone else would read it. So maybe there wasn't really any harm in trying?
Toshiro sat up and looked over at his desk in the corner of the room.
Sighing, dropped his head in disbelief. "I can not believe I'm doing this."
Taking a deep breath, he slowly got off his bed and walked over to his desk. Taking a seat, he opened on the drawers and pulled out an unused purple notebook. He put it in front of him and opened it up to the first page.
He looked at the blank page and suddenly felt stuck.
"Where do I even start?" He asked himself.
He wasn't even sure how he should address it. 'Dearest Momo'? 'My Love'? Or just a regular 'To Momo'?
Toshiro gave out an annoyed groan and let his head fall on to the notebook. He berated himself for even thinking he could put all his overwhelming feelings for Momo in a single letter. How was he suppose to express all of that anyway?
He put his elbow on the desk and let his chin rest on the palm of his hand. Glancing over at the photograph that was placed on the far left of the surface.
It was a single picture of Momo that was taken at the beginning of their first year in high school. She had begged him to take it too. Something about wanting to always remember that day.
She didn't know it but he had secretly had a copy of the picture made just for himself. He always hides it whenever she came over but when he was alone and couldn't sleep, he would gaze at the photo for long periods of time. Having a feeling of relief and joy wash over him whenever he looked at that beautiful face of hers.
Toshiro let out a small smile. "Yeah. There is definitely no way I could express with words, just how much you mean to me."
He reached over and grabbed the frame. Holding it in front of him, he couldn't help but let his thoughts run free.
The memory of the first time he saw her came to mind. He he was only five years old and was sitting on the front porch of his house, eating watermelon all by himself. He was on his third slice when he suddenly heard the sound of tires coming down the street. Next thing he knew, a moving truck parked right in front of the house across the street from his. The house that had been vacant for almost a month.
At first, he didn't think much about it. He figured it was just another family of people that would look at him and immediately think he was odd. Just like the rest of the neighborhood. Toshiro was about to go back to his snack, when he suddenly heard the wonderful sound that he will never forget.
Laughter of the one girl who changed his life.
Toshiro remembered looking over and being entranced by the prettiness that was six year Momo Hinamori. He watched her giggle and skip around the movers who were getting their things into the house. She had finally came to stop when she glanced over and caught the young boy staring at her.
At that moment, Toshiro panicked. The watermelon nearly slipped from his hands as he tried to recompose himself. He looked away and quickly started munching on his slice quickly to make it look like he wasn't staring at her in the first place.
After a while, he risked a glance and saw the little girl talking a grown man that he could only guess was her father.
He remembered thinking how he was in trouble now that she was telling on him to her dad. Though, he soon found out how wrong he was.
Toshiro watched the man smile and nodded before taking her hand and the two of them crossed the street towards his house. The boy was absolutely stuck in his spot. He had no idea what to do or what was going to happen.
Once they were on his block, the man waited in front of the yard while the little girl walked closer to him. He held his breath when she stood in front of him and then got the shock of his life when she held out her hand.
'Hi there. My name is Momo. Would you like to be friends?'
And the rest of was history.
Toshiro smiled fondly at the memory.
He recalls how every moment after that day was completely different than his previously lonely life. It was to his frozen heart that Momo gave all her days too and he couldn't be more grateful.
She always brightened up every waking moment he spent with her. With a warmth like the spring breeze, eyes without malice, and a just a simple kindness about her. She was the only one who was able to make him laugh even after being alone so long.
By just being her wonderful self, Momo lit up his bleak future.
Almost self consciously, Toshiro reached over and took a mechanical pencil from the holder at the corner of the desk. He looked down at the blank page and immediately began writing down everything that was on his mind.
His thoughts and feelings unraveling more and more with every word being written.
And there you go! Part one completely! I'm pretty sure you caught on to what I was writing towards the end, and just know, I was only trying to think of the perfect way Toshiro would describe his precious peach and what better way than something that was actually specifically for that? XD Any who, I hope you enjoyed it! Part two will be up sooner than you think ;) Feels so good to be back to writing! XD
Well, that's all the time I have. Until next time! Ja-Ne! XD
-GoddessOfImagination
