That was many, many months ago. Resu had found herself to be wandering around her home city, which was barely two minutes out on the outskirts of Karakura. Luckily a stray Soul Reaper had found her, and thankfully preformed Konso on her, sending Resu on her way to the Soul Society. Resu had not remembered much of her past, other than a face that seemed similar to hers, but with darker and shorter brown hair.
Now Resu didn't worry about that familiar face as she wandered the streets of Junrinan, a small loaf of bread in a makeshift bag. She hurried back to her home, which was really an abandoned house. Why it was abandoned, she did not know, but she liked the place, even if it was bare and had nothing inside other than a bed. Resu ran inside and sat down on the bed, taking the bread out and proceeding to take a large bite from it. The sound of two kids arguing came from outside, and as she peered out she saw a brilliant flash of what seemed to be white hair. A small kid seemed to be scolding a slightly taller girl, a small frown on her lips and an irked off look on the little kid's face. Resu stuffed the bread back into the bag and hid it under the bed, sneaking out to follow them and maybe listen in onto their conversation.
"I told you to stop calling me Lil'Shiro! The whole world can hear you with that big mouth of yours!"
"W-well sorry 'Shiro! You just vanished off and I couldn't find you..."
"I told you I was going to get some daikon, but obviously you already forgot about that Momo," the young boy huffed, white hair partially falling over his turquoise eyes. The two kept on walking, silence between them. Without warning, Resu slightly stumbled over a rock. A small yelp escaped her as she fell onto her hands and knees. The two turned around to see her, the girl slightly blinked at her in surprise while the boy just frowned more.
"What were you doing?" he asked, annoyance in his voice.
"Nothing," answered Resu, looking up at them.
"Really? It seemed like you were following us."
"Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't. I just wanted to know who you were." The white haired child scoffed at her.
"W-well I'm Momo Hinamori and this is— "
"Toshiro Hitsugaya, and absolutely not Lil'Shiro." Toshiro shot a glance at Momo. Resu got up and dusted the dirt off her clothes.
"I'm Resu... Sosora, yeah. And why not? The nickname perfectly suits you."
"S-see! Even other people agree with me..." whined Momo.
"Then I'll be happy to call you No-Mo, since you can seem to remember absolutely anything of what you have to do," said Toshiro, closing his eyes and crossing his arms across his chest.
"You're so mean Lil'Shiro, everyone forgets things," giggled Resu.
"Don't begin calling me that as well," Toshiro frowned, and turned around.
"C'mon, we have to get back home..." he bitterly sighed, beginning to walk again.
"I'm coming...! It was nice to meet you Resu! I hope we'll see each other again," yelled out Momo, waving to Resu as she ran after Toshiro. Resu's smile faded after a while as she headed back to her own home, the look in her eyes replaced with sadness and loneliness.
I wish I had someone staying with me... both of them are lucky to have each other to depend on. Ah, well... I can't really do anything about it.
Resu nibbled on the bread, her appetite now gone. She looked outside once more, noticing the sun was beginning to set. Resu got up and closed the wooden door, crawling onto her bed and covering herself as much as she could with the thin fabric blanket she had. No thoughts nudged at her mind as she blankly stared at the wall.
I want to see them again. Maybe I can finally meet some people I can have as friends, not just people I meet when going to get food... maybe not Toshiro, since he seems too... too cold. Har har, it matches his attitude and hair. I should call him snowflake the next time I see him.
Momo also seems really nice, but I wish she would talk more. She seems like she would make a good friend.
Well, I'd better get to sleep so I can go help the store-owner tomorrow. I wonder what I'll get for food? An apple would be nice. I really like apples.