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My third fanfic. I have like two other ones that I'm still working on, but I've got a bit of writer's block, so this one should be much easier and after next Wednesday, I will be updating almost every day. So, go on and read the actual story. Oh, and in this story, they use the same money in the Soul Society and in the real world. It makes this a lot easier to write. Well, at least this chapter. Just to warn you, this chapter is very gruesome and sad. Please don't kill me for it.
Hitsugaya Toushiro ran toward the forests, leaving his mother fuming at the house which was deteriorating in size as he got farther away. He knew he'd have to pay for this when he got home, but he didn't care. He just wanted to get as far away from her as possible. He couldn't stand living like this anymore. He didn't want his entire life to end. Just the part that was tearing his eight year old heart apart.
His mother, Akiko, had once been a kind and caring human being. She used to tell him that she loved him and that she would always be with him and they would be happy forever. That, obviously, was a lie. Hitsugaya's father, Kazuya, had started arriving home later than usual. His mother had constantly accused him of cheating on her with another woman. In the end, she had gone insane with anger, and never went back to normal.
That was when Hitsugaya had been six years old. After losing her mind, his mother had begun to blame everything on him. She threatened to beat him senseless, to send him to work in a factory that the government knew nothing of, and even threatened to kill him. His father protected him in every way that he could, taking him to work with him when he was supposed to be at school and picking him up from school when he did go. In the end, he had only remained with her because he believed that she would eventually go back to normal, as the woman he had married.
That didn't do anything to help little Toushiro. She continued to abuse him behind his father's back, and he had continued to live in the fear that she would someday kill him.
As he ran he began to run out of breath. He hesitantly came to a stop and leaned against a tree for support. As he regained his breath, he decided that he should probably go home. He didn't want to, but he'd have to sooner or later. He'd prefer later.
Instead of running, he just walked back through the forest he had became so familiar with over the years of running away. Hopefully, his father would be there when he got back. That was usually the case, but what if he got home late? There would be no one there to save him.
He got to the door and took a deep breath. He reached up and turned to door knob to open the door that would lead him to hell. After a moment, he walked into the darkness that he was forced to call home. The lights were off, which was a good sign. Usually, when the lights were off, that meant that his mother was out and he was safe for the night. However, Toushiro had a good fealing that wasn't the case that night. But the realization came too late.
Hitsugaya turned around to see his mother looming over him. Suddenly, he was terrified. He took a step back, but unfortunately, there was a wall right behind him. His mother walked toward him with murderous intent. Hitsugaya looked and saw that she had a metal bar in her hand. Hitsugaya dodged to the right as she swung the bar at him and ran toward the stairs that led to the second floor of the house. Unfortunately, with his small legs, he wasn't fast enough. His mother slapped him hard on the back of the head, causing him to fall forward.
He put a hand to the back of his head and looked at his so-called mother with tears in his eyes. "Why, Mommy!"
She, however, had nothing but hatred in her eyes as she said, "It's your falt that your father no longer loves me. It's your falt I can no longer be happy!" She raised the bar over her head.
"Mommy, no! Please, don't!" Hitsugaya cried, but his begging did nothing to help him. With as much force as she could, she swung the bar down on Hitsugaya. She continued five times before he actually died. When he did, he discovered that he was no longer in his body and no longer covered in his own blood. He then realized that he was watching his own mother beat his dead body with a metal bar over and over.
Then she suddenly just stopped and looked at his body in horror. The bar fell from her hands and dropped to her knees. It took Hitsugaya a moment to realize that she was crying. Her face was buried in her hands as she knelt at Hitsugaya's body. She was muttering things like "Why did I have to kill my baby?" and "Why didn't I kill myself instead?". Then, the door opened and his father walked in. He saw his son's body and his wife crying and screamed, "No!'
A/N: I'm sorry this was so, well, mean. Yeah...kinda depressing. Well, I promise that the later chapters won't be as gruesome...I think...Well, hope you like it! Oh, if it's not a lot of trouble, um...please review? That would make me happy...but so would a cookie.