Frozen Passion

Summary: There were still issues in each one of them and it didn't help that their professional relationship are slowly turning into in a more complicated one.

Characters: T. Hitsugaya & R. Matsumoto

Genre: Romance/Angst (Rated M)

(A/N: Thank God! I've been waiting for all of my life to write a hitsumatsu fanfic! No kidding but this is my #1 favorite couples! Ever! I didn't know where and when I'd got an inspiration to write this one, but I wanted to thank God first for giving me enough inspiration and creativity to write this story. And of course, to all the other writers there who are devoted in writing a hitsumatsu fanfic! It really inspires me and ignites my imagination. ;) So I hope you readers will take a look at my new story and appreciate it if you like. And if you don't, it's still fine with me anyway. I just needed some honest reviewers out there who could speak out their minds out and point out my flaws if there were some. And finally, this fanfic is rated M which means in later chapters there will sexual innuendos there so watch out. Kinda risky isn't it? Okay enough of my babbling. On with the story! Enjoy!)

Disclaimer: If I own Bleach, this couple would be canon. FOR REAL.

Chapter 1

Broken

By: Aztec999

"Y-YOU BASTARD." AIZEN GASPED as he felt Toshiro's zanpakuto digging deeper on his body.

Yes he had done it! He had triumphantly wounded directly Aizen with his own zanpakuto! Justice and victory was now in his hands. Aizen had already paid dearly to the people and shinigami whom he had caused so much pain. Especially Momo. Now, he could bring justice and fairness to his childhood friend who had almost died in that bastard's arms. He thrust the sword deeper into his body. Blood was coming out of his mouth. A victorious smile was forming on Toshiro's lips as he heard his agonizing cry.

"Die, you bastard."

But, on the other hand, Soi Fon and Shunsui were looking at him in shock and horror. The look on their faces was like they had just witnessed a horrible nightmare. Then acting like a catalyst, Ichigo shouted at the top of his lungs," Guys what the hell you are doing?!"

That wake-up call instantly shattered the illusion that Toshiro was in and brought him back to the harsh reality.

Then it happened, slowly but insidiously, Aizen's image was fading like grains of sand and what met his eyes sickened him. It wasn't Aizen that he had attacked, it was his childhood friend: Hinamori Momo .

Toshiro just stood there for a moment. Pain, shock, disbelief, and anguish came all rushing at once on his face. For a brief second, his mind couldn't process what had just happened. It seemed surreal. It seemed like he had just witnessed a big disillusionment that was stripped off and came out as an ugly truth.

His mind was still numb as he slowly pulled his zanpakuto out of Momo's body and carried her to the ground. His hand trembled violently as he slowly caressed her pale face. Momo looked at him bleakly. Her face was a clear mixture of anguish and pain.

"S-shiro-chan, why?" She asked in a weak voice.

That haunting question put back his mind into a clearer perspective. A sudden realization had him that instant: Aizen hed manipulated him and his senses by his own zanpakuto. Anger and rage welled up inside of him. He gave Aizen a death glare that contains all of his indescribable hatred and hostility towards him and he quickly realized that he didn't want to kill Aizen that instant because he wanted to DESTROY him that moment. Then he let out a harsh scream that contained all of his animosity towards Aizen.

"Aizen!"

Toshiro suddenly opened his eyes and sit up from his bed. Cold sweat was breaking all over his body. His breathing was rapid and shallow. It was just a dream. A terrifying nightmare. Damn. Why couldn't he just get some peaceful sleep? Every time that he tried to sleep, that horrifying incident would come back and invade his dreams. It feels like that it had just happened yesterday. The images were clear and fresh that it sent his mind and emotions from a whirlwind of new pain and agony.

His bitterly closed his eyes and curled his hands into a ball. He wanted to erase those ugly images and scenes that were flashing out of his mind. Nothing good would come out of it. But the more he tried to suppress it, the more it pops out of his mind suddenly. Realizing it was of no used; he opened his eyes in and stared out of his window. He watched blankly at the stars that were gleaming out of the sky. He continued to stare at it until a cold breeze of wind caressed him from the opened window. And he wondered when he will have some peaceful sleep again.

"It would have been nice if my capture lasted a little longer. Farewell, Rangiku. Sorry."

RANGIKU STARED BLANKLY AT THE CEILING as she slouched sluggishly at the couch. It was in the middle of the night now and yet she was still in the administrative room at their squad doing nothing. Her captain was already at his house and was sleeping peacefully at his own room. While she was still here and fully wide awake at this ungodly hour. And she knew the reason why even though she tried to deny it. She won't act like a hypocrite and pretend that everything's all right. That everything turned out okay even if they didn't. Especially to Gin. The man who had caused her so much pain and great happiness at the same time. He was the only man that could penetrate within her heart and soul without ever realizing in doing so. Even if he had left and betrayed her so many times, she still loves him with all of her heart and soul. But he's gone now. Forever. And that's a fact she should accept. She laughed bitterly to herself; tears were now streaming down her to her cheeks. It's pretty ironic of how she already braced herself for the inevitable but she wasn't still prepared for the shock and pain that shot through her when it happened. She knew that this would happen eventually, but the impact of his death had still hit her so hard that she couldn't stand up and move on. It was like she was still stuck into the ground with many bruises and wounds inside of her.

She didn't realize that she was crying already and she couldn't stop herself from weeping. She wiped furiously away the tears that were coming out of her eyes. She'd already promised to herself that she wouldn't cry and mope around, but somehow she can't stop herself from weeping like a baby. Damn. Wasn't she over from the grieving part already? She felt like she was weaker and vulnerable than usual. She needed to stop this. She needed to move on. At least. There were more things that she needed to worry about. Like her taicho and Hinamori.

She wanted to check on Hinamori's status. She really felt sorry for what happened to Hinamori and even sorrier to her taicho who carried a heavy burden on his chest for attacking accidentally his childhood friend.

Tomorrow, even if it was against her will, she would try her best to help his taicho to do some paperwork. "Maybe work will help me forget about him." She thought. And she tried to sleep even if it eludes her.

(A/N: okay so how was it? Please tell me if I should continue it or not).