Summary: The latest trend in Soul Society is to wear flowers in your hair! White - Hinamori apologizes for all the trouble she's caused. And Hitsugaya, being himself, refuses the apology ... Hitsu-Hina

Colors

White... A Hitsu-Hina Moment

By Fantasy "Effie" Inc

A/N: Thank you very much for giving Colors another chance. I know it didn't seem like it had great potential : D But it hopefully explains the complex relationship between childhood friends learning to trust each other again. Sorta like long lost buddies...

Disclaimer: Hey, I couldn't come up with everything! Kubo-san deserves most of the credit for Bleach, not me.


White

Hinamori Momo was known to be very free-spirited. Those who didn't like her called it a "wild, country, uncivilized" spirit. Soi Fon was known to mutter this every once in a while. When questioned about her habits, Hinamori raised her eyebrows. Even her best friend, Hitsugaya Toushirou complained.

"Hinamori, act more civilized," he snapped. She was staring up at the tree. Tiny white petals floated hair, landing in her hair. She stared at them with her mouth open.

She closed her mouth and looked at him quizzically. "Eh? What's wrong with looking at the flowers?"

"You have your mouth open."

"But they're so beautifull!" The 5th Division lieutenant looked incredibly innocent when she looked at him, shocked. The white petals floated around her and breezes swept her bangs back. Only the dark circles under her eyes suggested something more to her.

"You look stupid," he said dryly, smirking so she knew he wasn't completely serious.

"Does it mean so much to you?" There. There it was again. She looked painfully sad. He frowned.

"If I look stupid," he said dryly, pulling his lips back into a smirk.

"You're no fun," Hinamori complained.

"I don't have nasty rumors about me, do I?"

Hinamori looked back at the trees thoughtfully, hiding her tiny grin. "Well..."

"WHAT?! What do they say about me?!"

"I wouldn't know," Hinamori said casually, still looking innocent.

"Hinamori..."

"Oh, okay, okay," she grumbled. "Kyoraku-taichou insists that he has a picture of you as a child-"

"And how did he get that?"

"I... got drunk?"

"Hinamori..." She met his eyes with a fierce determination. She bowed somberly.

"I'm sorry, Hitsugaya-kun."

He knew it wasn't just the picture, but everything. She was sorry for everything.

"Che. That doesn't help. What if Kyoraku-taichou wants to sell the picture?"

Cautiously, she looked up. When she saw him glance worriedly at her, she stood up again. Hinamori opened her mouth to thank him, but he continued.

"Jeez. What if Matsumoto gets that picture? I'll never sleep!"

Hinamori smiled. "It could be worse. What if Ukitake-taichou got the picture?"

The captain slapped his forehead. "Hell would rain down on my life, Hinamori. HELL." Then, he stopped, looking quizzically at her. He reached out, to brush the white petals from her hair. She flinched, looking away miserably.

"I'm sorry, Hitsugaya-kun," she said fearfully, tears beading at her eyes.

"No... I'm sorry, Hinamori..."


A/N: That was a fast update, don'tcha think? I'm sorry for the sad stuff in this chapter, but what do you expect for a one-shot about her apology? She can't be laughing or it's not an apology. As for MimoriFanForever, I'm going to try to write another chapter called green, though I'm not sure if it can be a flower... All the green flowers I've seen are horribly ugly. For now, Green is just an idea

I swear, I've written all the other chapters, so updates are going to be frequent. If you'd like to see your favorite color as a chapter, just tell me. I'll try my hardest. Please refer to Ch. 1 for the chapters that are going to be in the story-XOXO, alright?!

Effie's out now XD