Hey everyone, I'm sure the original people who read my Hunger Games and Bleach story might have lost hope. I'm sorry about that. Let me explain: I've been getting back into Bleach now after awhile. It's been five or six years since I've updated. I'm sorry to everyone who was patiently waiting for a story that never came back. I've always been a fan of a lot of the shows that I wrote, however with school and everything I got sidetracked and at one point I stopped reading Fanfiction and writing. I'm now in college (yeah I was really young when I wrote these. Woah.) But I'm going to do the best that I can to finish that story as well as I will try and finish the Blood Plus and Bleach crossover, but I'm unsure about the Degrassi ones. If anyone from 2012/2013 is still waiting, I'm extremely sorry but I'll do my best.

Hey guys. This is sort of a romantic pairing of Shinji and Hiyori, shows some friendships between Hiyori and a few of the Vizards, but mostly just about after her death (which I'm glad didn't happen as canon) and flashbacks that I would have liked to see in the Turn Back the Pendulum Arc. Shows what Shinji is going through and what the others are too after her death.

Chapter 1 - The War

"That night you died, a hundred years ago."

Hiyori, seething with anger, lunged at Aizen. She knew in the back of her mind she was being reckless, she knew it would end badly, but even then, she had to try.

The next thing she knew, her whole lower half was missing, soon after her body searing in pain. She looked back at her, Gin Ichimaru was grinning, and the other Vizards looked in horror. Dammit. Falling back, she felt the familiar grip on her back. The one who would always grab her hair, beat her up after she beat him, and the casual fights when controlling their inner-Hollows. Shinji.

She gasped for air. Without her lower half, somewhere the rubble, she couldn't breathe correctly. "S-Shinji."

"Don't speak." She could see the tears on her teammate's eyes. She knew this might have been her last words, but couldn't muster up the courage to confess her feelings for him.

"I'm sorry. I just couldn't hold back."

Consciousness was fading in and out for Hiyori. She remembered Shinji putting her down, her saying his name one last time before he went to face Aizen. She felt temporary relief when Hachi used his Kido to help heal her, but she had a gut feeling that she wasn't going to make it. She mustered up the right words, her last ones, to speak to Hachi, who she knew would eventually tell Shinji, though she didn't know if it would be enough to go on.

"T-tell him. Please." Hachi knew exactly what she was talking about.

"You'll be alright. Don't talk like that Hiyori."

"Shinji." And finally, she closed her eyes.

LINE

"Your eyes have look like they came back to life for the first time in a hundred years."

Shinji, at this point, was seething with hatred for Gin and Aizen. He tried to stop them but it wasn't enough to take them down. As he fell, taking one brutal slash to his right shoulder, one that made him fall, he thought about Hiyori. She can't die. Please, Hachi, Orihime, Unohana, somebody. Save her. Please.

All Shinji could do at this point was think about how he couldn't win, the injuries he took, and the worst case scenarios for Hiyori. He finally got the strength and stood up with Toshiro Hitsugaya, who acknowledged his fight against Harribel with Hiyori and Lisa.

"I still don't know who you are. I still don't know your history, but you seem to know the older captains, and they all know you. I've seen her with that mask, and that Hollow-like power. She won't give up. Just wait."

Shinji didn't say anything, and just stared at the sky, gripping his arm. He still had his doubts, but they were interrupted when the sun finally came out.

Ichigo did it, the blonde hair Visored thought as the clouds cleared up. Eventually, he found his way to the rest of the group, minus Kensei and Mashiro, still trying to find their way back. They were all looking down at Hiyori gravely as Unohana did the best to put her two halves back together.

He held back tears as he looked down at the pale figure. The blood and sweat were replaced with bandages, but her lifeless body wasn't doing anything. Hiyori.

"There. I've restored her body composition. Now only time will tell."

"You mean she might not wake up?" Lisa was scared for one of her best friend's life.

"As long as she doesn't give up the will to live, she'll wake up. But he knows that better than I do."

Shinji grimaced, as he didn't know what to think at that point. Here, she had so much to live for, but the experience with the Shinigami, her childhood, the exile from the Soul Society, and even the Hollowfication, would that defeat her?

"Thank you so much, Unohana."

"There is no need to thank me, for saving the life of an ally."

Shinji smirked, one of the last times he'd do so for awhile. "What makes you think we're allies? Heh, at least that's what Hiyori would say." There was a pause in time before he spoke up again. "Thanks so much, Unohana."

After she left, he stared at Hiyori for longer, waiting for her to breathe again. With Hachi's arm restored and the others' injuries healed, it was time to go home.