Memories of the past replayed in his dreams. He remembered the boy that he had fallen for, the one, who his father had given an ultimatum, when they were found out to be lovers. For the crown prince could not be with the son of the poorest lord in Japan. He remembered how his love had commited senpuku. He remembered the blood. He remembered screaming for a very long time. He remembered how he nearly faded away because of the pain of loss. He remembered how the old healer, had used her riatsu to keep him in the land of living. At that time, he was bedridden and he thought he saw him, once or twice. He remembered dying and meeting him again, yet forgot his face and now…he is gone.
"Taichou!"
He woke with a start. "Matsumoto, what is it?"
"I heard screams coming from the North wall, so I came to get you. When I came in here you were screaming and you kept mumbling, "why are you leaving me behind like the last time?""
"I have no time to explain. I have to go, what time is it?"
"13:03."
Toshiro POV
He froze. No not him. Not now. I miss you, Gin, but…
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Gin POV
He stood waiting for him at the North wall. His lover, no his ex-lover. They were never legal anyway. Did he miss him? Yes. Would it be worth it to go back to him? Yes. Is it possible to? No.
End POV
He could see a shape move towards him. The shape stopped far away. Ichimaru Gin walked towards it. It moved back.
"Shiro-chan." Gin called. The tone was not mocking, like during the time when he was Captain of the Third Squad. It had the affection that it used to have.
A sharp intake of breath could be heard, then sobs. "You never get tired of having blood on your hands, whether it is your own or someone else's, do you?" There was bitterness in his voice. A gasp could be heard, Matsumoto Rangiku, stepped out from the shadows, knowing that she had been heard.
"I'm sorry taichou, Gin. I shouldn't have…"
"Speak or I will have your head," said Ichimaru.
"I would never betray you, even if you have us," said she indignantly.
Ichimaru Gin turned on his heel and disappeared into the darkness. Just then, the other squad captains and lieutenant's came into view.
"What happened here?" asked the second division captain, Soifon.
"We just got here, these men have been like this for awhile," said Hitsugaya Toshiro. He took advantage of the fact that he did not leave a trace of riatsu and that there was no blood on him. He was lying through his teach and they did not have to know that.
"It seems as if you have been here longer than that. You look upset, Hitsugaya Toshiro. Could you tell us the reason?" asked Kuchiki Byakuya.
"None of the shinigami from Rukongai has really talked about their past, the past from before death. In fact those memories were always only taunting dreams. In dreams I remembered my love, but I forgot his face. I was a prince once, long ago. I fell for a boy, who was one of my father's friends' sons. His name was Ichimaru Gin. He came here tonight to see me. He somehow knew I would find out the truth. Tonight, I could do nothing because even though, we have been separated for more than fifty years and that my memories have been driven away, I still loved him. The fault is mine that he got away, tonight."
"Taichou, I was here too. I made no move to stop him, either."