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Yeah. I suck at finishing stories before starting new ones. Once I get an idea in my head I just have to write it down. This is my second Hitsugaya fanfic and this has to do with his years at the Shinigami Academy. My theory for how he died remains the same.

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"What do you mean, 'I have to go to Shinigami Academy'?" Hitsugaya asked angrily.

The woman called Matsumoto stared down at him seriously even though she found it hard to keep a straight face. He was so tiny and yet was so easily angered. He had the appearance of a young child, but looks could be deceiving here. People aged slowly once they died and came to the Soul Society. He could have been here for a hundred years and she wouldn't be able to tell.

"You have no control over your reiatsu. It's making your granny sick and the only place you can learn to control it is the Shinigami Academy," she said looking down to him.

"Why you..." Hitsugaya growled.

She felt his reiatsu increase dramatically and quickly said, "I know you're not doing this on purpose. It's not your fault either!" After a short and uncomfortable silence, she said, "By the way, how long have you been here?"

"About ten years."

'That's it? He acts as though he's been here for a lot longer.' "How old were you when you died?"

"Ten."

"What?! How the heck did you die so young?" After her sudden outburst, she realized what she had said, but before she could apologize he answered, "My mother killed me."

Matsumoto's eyes widened. He was murdered? By his own mother? What kind of woman would murder her own child?! What surprised her even more was that he had answered the question as if it were nothing. It was like he didn't even care that he had been betrayed by his own family. She had to admit that this kid had a lot of self preservation.

"I'm sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about," Hitsugaya huffed.

There was a long silence between the two of them. Matsumoto sighed and finally said, "So, will you come with me? You don't have to become a shinigami if you don't want to, but it wouldn't hurt. You'd get to visit anyone you wanted on your days off."

Hitsugaya thought about it for a moment then said, "Okay. But I have no intentions of becoming a shinigami."

Smiling, Matsumoto said, "That's good enough for me."

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The day had finally come for Hitsugaya to leave and head off to the Shinigami Academy. He didn't want to leave his granny by herself, but she simply told him that she would be fine and he had nothing to be worried about.

Flashback

Hitsugaya walked into the little house that he and his granny occupied. He had accepted to go to Shinigami Academy and now all he had to do was tell his granny. He looked around and finally saw her sitting in the corner writing a letter or something. He never knew what she was writing and after a few years of not getting any straight answers, he gave up on finding out.

"Uh, Granny?" Hitsugaya said.

The little old lady lifted her head from her work and smiled at Hitsugaya. "What is it, Toushirou?"

Hitsugaya looked down. She was so frail and it was his fault. "A shinigami came up to me when I was shopping yesterday and said my reiatsu was making you sick. She offered to send me to Shinigami Academy to learn how to control it."

She cocked her head to one side and said, "Well, why don't you go? It's a good opportunity for you."

He lifted his head in shock and looked at his smiling granny. She wanted him to go? Did she know it was his fault the whole time? Now he really was ashamed. She had dealt with him for so long. "Y-you don't mind?"

"Of course not!" she laughed. Then she added, "Only if you come and visit me more often than Momo."

"Okay!" he smiled. She was the only person in the world who could make him smile.

End Flashback

He looked down at what he was wearing and swore he would get his revenge. The uniform looked ridiculous! He had been given the smallest uniform that had ever been made, but it was still slightly too long. The top was white with one blue stripe running down each sleeve and the pants were completely blue. From what he had been told, the girls had to wear the same thing only their uniforms were red.

Matsumoto walked in and smiled when she saw Hitsugaya in his new uniform. She had to admit that it had been a bit difficult to get him to agree, but it was worth it. He just looked so...cute. He looked like he was only, like, seven years old. There was another reason for the other students to tease him other than his age and size: his hair. It was white and spiky and his eyes were a strange color she had never seen. This kid was eternally strange and powerful.

"Awww! How cute!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together cheerfully.

"Shut up!" he snapped. He had a bit of a temper when people called him cute.

"It's true!" Matsumoto pouted. Teasing him was the funnest thing she had done in a long time and she wasn't about to let it end so soon.

"Keep it up and see what happens to you." he warned, trying to fix his uniform to where it wouldn't look so ridiculous and...cute.

"Why do you have to be so depressing, Toushiro-kun?" she knew that addressing him as such would get him totally ticked off. She couldn't wait.

"Stop addressing me as a kid!"

"But you are a kid," she retorted innocently.

"Why you...!"

Feeling that she had teased him enough, she said, "Okay. It's time to go now. Did you say good-bye to your granny?"

"Yes."

"Okay then. Let's go."

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A/N: I had to cut this chapter short. I know, I should have gone at least a little farther into the story, but it is getting late and I am getting new ideas for my other stories. I promise I won't wait three weeks to update!