Bunny here! This is my first fanfiction so please be nice. I know I haven't spelt all the names right (Japanese names arn't easy you know!) As well as the simplified english dub translations for some things like Captain rather than taicho and. My friend is going to edit so I'll repost that when she finishes. Please review!
BUNNY
Silently, squad ten advanced. The whole squad had the mission involving hunting down and killing a group of renegades living near where Tenth Squads Captain Toshiro Hitsugaya once lived, before becoming a Shinigami. As promised, over the years of working for the Soul Society, Toshiro visited his grandmother every few years to make sure she was ok. She was the first to relies something was up.
Toshiro gave the signal to advance and his lieutenant Rangiku Matsimoto nodded, her team readying their Zanpaktou. They were going to stealthy take the renegades out, there was no need to upset the locals. Toshiro sensed someone behind him and he prepared to attack. "Captain, the targets aren't here. They already left." His seventh seat, Haruko, explained. Toshiro closed his eyes to think for a moment. He opened them fast when he felt reiatsu surge near him. It came from Haruko who had unlocked his Zanpaktou.
Toshiro narrowed his eyes when he was silently surrounded by what was supposed to be his loyal team. "What are you doing?" Toshiro demanded, gripping Hyrimaru a bit tighter. "We believe, Captain, that you as a child is unfit to lead." Haruko said while the others laughed. "I am no child!" Toshiro said loudly enough in hopes his second in command would hear him. The traitors ran at Toshiro, him easily blocking each attack. He didn't bother going into shikai, holding his own against the traitors. Without even a scratch, he rendered his team unconscious, thinking of the possibilities that they were being controlled. "Forgive me, Captain Hitsugaya." Haruko said as he stabbed Toshiro though the abdomen. Just as he did, Toshiro killed him. He looked down at his now red hiyori. Rangiku, followed by the rest of the squad came to him, some checking on the unconscious traitors. "No one was there, Sir. What happened here? Captain, your hurt!" Matsimoto exclaimed. "My whole team attacked me. Only one was killed. Take the others to Squad Four. I don't know if they were being controlled or doing it with their own free will." The captain explained, not caring so much about his own wound.
Only an hour later, Toshiro knocked on his childhood home. Slowly, a old frail women opened the door and smiled. "Grandma." Toshiro greeted, bowing slightly. His grandmother laughed. "Toshiro, come inside." She forced him in despite his protests of only intending a short visit. "Momo only came yesterday. She seems well! What about you Toshiro?" The old women asked, proud of the two she had raised. "I am good." He lied. "You know the rules, Toshiro." She laughed while making tea. "No stressing about work when your here." He smiled softly. "Wouldn't dream of it." Toshiro said, enjoying her blabber on about the new gardening she had been doing. She stopped mid sentence. "Toshiro, are you okay my dear?" She asked. He took a sip of tea and nodded, not knowing why she stopped. "Your eyes just seem cloudy today." She noticed, continuing her stories.
By the time Toshiro left, it was dark outside. "Captain." Matsimoto saluted. Ages ago, she was ordered to get him for an emergency meeting. She didn't tell him, if only so he wouldn't leave the lonely woman. When she did tell him however, he wasn't impressed.
When he walked through Squad Ones barricades, he prepared for the captain commanders wrath. The captains had already gathered, the three squads with missing captains being shown by their lieutenants. Toshiro was the last one to appear, even Ukitake being there. "Explain yourself, Captain Hitusgaya!" Yamamoto demanded. "My lieutenant didn't inform me a meeting was being held." Toshiro said, bowing before taking his position of the Gotei Thirteen.
Yamamoto continued the meeting, brushing over what Toshiro had missed. He was asked the situation of his squad and informed them the extent of the betrayal within his squad. "Did the traitors say anything?" Ukitake asked. The short captain hesitated. "One said I was unfit to be captain because I was a child." He said truthfully. Kenpachi Zarakie cracked up at that. "And is that true?" Yamamoto ignored the hysterical madman. "No sir." Toshiro said, bowing ever so slightly. When he did, he stumbled a few steps before regaining his posture, embarrassed that such a thing happened. Zarakie laughed more and Byakua watched him carefully. "Would it be called for if I said that unless Captain Hitusgaya can keep balanced, that he would be better off resting until tomorrow." The captain of squad six said.
Yamamoto thought about it, stroking his beard. "Hitusgaya, are you sure your okay to be here?" He asked questionably. Toshiro hesitated, not sure if it was best to adjourn for the night. "I'm fine." Toshiro lied, ignoring his now thumping head. Momo kept a worried eye on him, afraid he was overworking himself again. It was only a few minutes later when Toshiro stumbled again, this time landing on the floor. Yamamoto narrowed his eyes and allowed both Momo and Unohana to rush to his aid. The other captains and lieutenants staying silent. When Unohana got to him, Toshiro was wincing, his face riddled with sweat and stress.
Momo held him still while Unohana began examining his body with her now glowing hands. She was expecting to find signs of exhaustion or something similar but there was nothing. Yamamoto ordered the young captain to not return unless he is completely well and Momo helped him outside. "What did you do, lil'Shiro?" She asked, supporting his weight. "I'm fine." Toshiro said gritting his teeth. He ignored how worried she was, only letting her help him to his barricades, where Matsimoto was 'taking a break' from the paper work which was still stacked high.
She was about to complain about being bored when she turned to see Momo holding Toshiro up. "Captain!" Matsimoto said shocked. Toshiro told Momo to leave, that he had it covered, but she didn't seem convinced. "Momo, leave." Toshiro said sternly, leaning against the door frame to his office. "But your sick!" Momo complained. "I'ld be offended if you stay." He said, wanting her to either go back to the meeting or go home. She eventually left and Matsimoto sighed. "You know, she's just trying to help." She leaned on his desk. "I don't need help, especially not from a bed wetter lieutenant." Toshiro said. Matsimoto rolled her eyes. Though a child prodigy, Toshiro still had a few things to learn about being nice.
Toshiro swallowed what pride he had left to ask Matsimoto to help him to bed. That earned a laugh. He convinced her to go to the meeting to represent their squad in case of important matters in the meeting. "Vice Captain Matsimoto, please be sure not to cause any more interruptions." Rangiku nodded at the captain commanders request. She noticed Momo watching her. "He's okay." She mouthed and Momo looked relived.
"Your too innocent!" Matsimoto accused and Kira blushed as she downed another cup of Sake. "What happened with Captain Hitsugaya?" He asked, sipping his own sake. He was already tingly inside. She frowned and turned serious for a moment before laughing whole heartily. "He's probably just over tired again. Wouldn't be the first time he fainted from exhaustion. Hell, it's probably not the last either!" Matsimoto giggled and poured another cup and topped up Kira's while she was at it. The blond frowned. "At least you have a captain." He sulked. Matsimoto sighed, hitting him on the head playfully. "You can take mine any day. He's such a jerk! He always makes me do all the paperwork while he faints from exhaustion!" Matsimoto fumed. "I haven't shown you my new collection!" She said proudly. Kira paled.
"This isn't nescersary." Kira said quietly as a drunk Matsimoto dragged him down the hallways of her division. She burst though the door but hesitated. Her mind tried to normalize to think rationally. "Captain!" She cried, running towards Toshiro's small body that was limp on the floor. The woman carefully took off his Zanpaktou to lay him on his back. Discarded paperwork was all over the desk and floor. He must have tried going back to work already.
Kira, the for once less drunk, sent a butterfly to message Unohana to come. Matsimoto narrowed her eyes, glancing at Hyrimaru. The sword was frosting over. Shocked, she touched Toshiro's pale skin. It was freezing. She was about to get a blanket, her drunk mind forgetting he was naturally ice, but she hesitated. Looking at his captain hiyori, which was still bloodstained, she remembered how he was attacked during the mission. On a whim, she took of hiyori and upper half of his clothes and just stared at his well refined chest. Where he had been stabbed, a deep purple mark marked a few centimetres bigger than his injury, which was a lot on his short body.
Even when two fourth squad members came with a stretcher, Toshiro breathed heavily. He was really sick. He was dying. Matsimoto noticed his increased breathing when he was lifted. His turquoise eyes shakily opened, his head straightening a bit. "Matsi... Moto?" Toshiro heaved, phyisicly and mentally exhausted. "Yes Captain?" She came closer. "Don't think your getting out of paperwork." He said. She pouted and Kira laughed.
Despite being busy with other patients since Kenpachi's squad got into another fight, Unohana put all her treatments on hold, more concerned with Toshiro's condition. Upon hearing of his arrival, she went immiedetly to his room hoping to find out what was wrong. Isane was already there, commanding officers to put up a healing barrier. Unohana hesitated for a heartbeat, seeing his fast growing purple scar.
Unohana had seen many people suffering in her time as a doctor, but none that survived had been in as much pain and distress as Toshiro was right now. She wasn't so sure she could save him. Toshiro saw his sword leaning against a wall. He reached for it uselessly. He gave a scream when Hyrimaru shattered.