Yay! us we finally finished the new chapter! Sorry if it took a little long, I've been feeling sick and Kuro...I dunno what she's been up to
(Kuro: You and me both hun)
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Forlorn Promises
Chapter three: Golden-brown eyes
Authoresses: BakaKitsuneKYA, Kuroneko
Crossover: Bleach/Harry Potter
Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach and/or Harry Potter
.::Previously on "Forlorn Promises"::.
Hitsugaya glared at the arrancar and tugged on his sword, he untangled the chains from his sword not caring if Mingzhu will attack from behind. Anger fuelled him to kill the arrancar; he yelled a battle cry as he sped towards the unmoved arrancar. He was almost there but something caught around his ankles and pulled him down. It was Mingzhu, the dart had changed into a metal ball and now wrapped around his ankles. He looked back to see Mingzhu was no longer smiling. Her eyes soulless were filled with determination to kill. She pulled on the chains and began to drag him, she then pulled with strong force throwing him up in the air then slamming the captain to the ground.
The young captain groaned in pain and as he did he felt the chains around his ankle unwrap. He tilted his bloodied head to see Mingzhu reappear besides the arrancar with the mask and held on to her hand with man's blood. Her lips curled to a cunning smile before another portal appeared and both arrancars left.
He slammed his fist into the ground before his sight began to blur, he had failed to not only retrieve information but also save a soul. He groaned in pain again as he turned on to his back and faced the sky, the last thing he remember was a shadow shading the light from him and his own face looking at him with concern...
"Taicho, Hitsugaya-taicho" A voice called from the darkness,
Slowly the teal eyes of the small captain began to open, they took in their surrounding. He found himself staring straight up at "king" in his gigai, a smile of relief played on his gigai's face. He ignored him and looked around, the sun had long gone and the moon settled itself at its place in the darkness sky. He slowly blinked his eyes and then the pain returned, he groaned and hissed as he rolled to his side.
"Taicho, daijoubu desuka?" King asked as he was about to place a hand on the captain's shoulder but hesitated that he might hurt him with a touch.
"I'm fine" Hitsugaya muttered as he slowly propelled himself from the ground into a sitting position with his arms
King had his hands hovering over his body in case he might fall back which annoyed the captain a little, he said he was fine didn't he? But to his annoyance his arms gave out on him, luckily King had caught him. He placed his hand on the captains' back for support and helped him back to sit again,
"We should get you to a healer taicho" King said
"We're in the human world baka, not the soul society" Hitsugaya hissed at King to his stupidity, "I just need to rest a bit that all"
King nodded then looked around, he then slithered his free arm under Hitsugaya's legs and carried him with ease. He then walked over to a tree and leaned the fragile captain on its trunk, then sat down in a seiza position and placed his hand on top of both knees sticking outwards.
"Hitsugaya-taicho what happened? You had gone for a while and I looked for you and saw you on the ground" King asked
Hitsugaya looked up at King in his gigai looking at him with curiosity and concern but mostly curiosity. It looked ridiculous specially because that was his body, the way he was looking at him looked like he was a brat. But he pushed away his frustrations and decided to tell him
"I was in pursue of the hollows when a 'magic user' appeared. I had tried to get information from him but," Hitsugaya paused to catch his breath, it was never easy to talk when injured, "Two arrancars came and killed him before I could get information" He did not wish to go in detail of how he was killed, he was dead and that's that.
He noticed the King twitched at the word of "Arrancars". When arrancars are involved that mean Aizen is not far away and King had a tendency to twitch to anything Aizen related, it was annoying. Hitsugaya moved to a comfortable position and let out a sigh, it was the first fight he had for this mission and he failed it. His hand curled to a fist, he won't let this happen again. He won't let Aizen win this one...never
Just then he remembered something, his eyes scanned the area searching, King noticed his captain's stranger behaviour
"Is something wrong?" he asked
Hitsugaya glared at the mod soul and in a threatening voice he answered
"Where is the body"...
Worried whimpering escaped the flaky lips of Wormtail as he ran through the empty dark corridors of the Riddle's Mansion. His eyes flickered to look behind him, shadows glided from the walls and grew bigger.
"Stupify!" He shouted as he whipped out his wand from his pocket and flicked it at the shadows
A red light erupted from the tips of his wand and sped towards the lurking shadows, he turned back and slid to a corner not daring to see if he had even hit the shadows he had to get to his master quickly before they take him away. He winced to every step he took when they echoed through the lone corridor, hoping that the shadows would not follow the sound.
He reached his masters' lair panting heavily, his scurrying feet not slowing and he barged through the heavy doors. A threaten hiss greeted him and his eyes were greeted with scarlet ones of a snake, Nagini his master's pet. She cracked her mouth wide open revealing her long fangs and hissed angrily at the rat that had stumbled into her chamber.
"Wait! please, There are intruders Lord Voldemort...in-in the mansion!" The rat like man shuttered and cowered behind his plump arms.
"What!" A dark hoarse voice boomed over the hissing snake
Nagini silence to the sound of her lord and slithered away from Wormtail deeper in the room. She wrapped around an old dusted armchair and leaned her head on the top of the chair. A being began to move from a bundle of black cloth sitting atop of the cushions. Ruby eyes rivaling the ones of the snake opened, a shiver ran down the servants spine to be met by his masters eyes angrily. He fell to the ground bowing
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I don't know how they got through the dementors sir!" the rat apologized
"Idiot!" his master hissed, "Where are they now!"
Wormtail looked up and opened his mouth to answer, but a load roar interrupted him. He snapped his head to turn to look to see a large hand reaching out at him. A screech escaped his lips and the hands clasp around his plump body. Nagini wrapped tightly around her master's chair hissing loudly as wormtail was lifted from the ground. A white skull of a creature appeared from the open doors, a large hole visible through his dark black skin. the creature's hand tightened around the rat's body
"Ahh! Help me master please!" Wormtail cried as he was being squeezed
"Enough" a new voice ordered from the doors as well
With that the monster stopped squeezing the man, the dark lord watched frozen in his sit. Such a creature! He could feel his power even in the weak state that he was in, what is it? And who had ordered him to stop?
As if in cue a buzz like sound echoed through the large black room and three figures appeared in the middle of the room in front of the dark lord's seat. Quickly Nagini unwrapped from the chair and launched towards one of the figures, but when only inches away she froze. Her mouth was spread wide open ready to bite but then closed and dropped to the ground slithering pitifully back to her masters chair. The dark lord snapped his eyes towards the figure Nagini tried to attack his eyes locked to the figure at the far right to see a female with blood red eyes that glared at him with hatred. Her face though was covered by the shadows but her attire, in fact all three of them wore pale white robes. And her eyes glowed in the shadows
They looked ready to attack him, her body looked ready to launch at him like Nagini did. SNAP! A metal fan snapped open in front of the female, her eyes glared at the other figure standing to her left. It was a male his eyes a wicked shade of black, half his face covered by another metal fan in his other hand. But the dark lord could clearly see the skull of a rodent on half of his face. The large sockets for where the eyes would be surrounded his small eyes and razor sharp teeth of the skull pierced on the side of his face.
"I said enough, did I not?" A mused voice came from the man with the metal fans, "We're here to make friends...not enemies...now behave"
"Who are you!" The dark lord barked catching the attention of the black eyed man once more.
He lowered his fan from the girl with red eyes and flapped the one to his face, his eyes centered at the lord's frail body. Then they snapped towards the girl from before and the figure to his left which was a child, with the skull of a monkey on top of her head. Her amber eyes looked up at the man then nodded. The two female knelt down and bowed to the lord simultaneously. The dark lord looked in question, the man in the middle bowed then returned back up.
"Lord Voldemort, It is my pleasure to announce to you that our lord wishes a partnership with you" the man said in a relaxed tone.
"Why would I wish the partnership with you," Voldemort sneered, "You stomp through my mansion and almost killed my men"
"You mean man right? you only have one! so sad, but at least you have a pet snake!" A childish voice came from the shortest, Voldemort glared at the child and she slapped both her hands on her mouth,
"Mingzhu that was rude" the man mused.
Voldemort growled lowly in to himself, they people dare to enter his mansion and make fun of him, how dare they...
"Anyway...our lord expected you would not take our partnership so we come bearing gifts," the man stated, "You present you...Bartemius Crouch, Junior"
The monster that still held Wormtail revealed another hand and threw something in the air. SLAM! A body rolled down towards Voldemorts seat, it was...Crouch Jr. His eyes were wide open, his mouth a gap and his body still and pale with stains of dry blood on his skin and clothes
"Well his body" the man added
Bartemius is...dead. Impossible! How could this happen, his plans, all of it was now destroyed without CROUCH! These people, he would kill them. HE would kill them all!
"Now our next gift, Bartemius Crouch, Junior's soul" the man announced
Soul? the girl with blood eyes stood up and stretched her arm out, buzzing was heard and the air seemed to rip as a gaping hole appeared. A another body appeared, this one was moving. When the dark lord's eyes met with the body's eyes he growled
"Do you take me of a fool! That is not-" He started but was interrupted
"Oh, but it is. I assure you it is, we had experimented on him as ordered from our lord" the man said, "the courtesy of Lord Aizen...now do we have an agreement?"
"Oh Dudley dear, don't worry mummy's going to make your face good as new" Petunia's voice traveled through Dursleys residence
Harry was once again responsible for Dudley's wounds sat in his locked room. He sat on his bed his arms crossed on his chest as he looked out of his window with a glare. It wasn't wasn't his fault that Dudley's face was even more plumped than before at least he finally gotten some color on his face. And plus if he wasn't even bullying him then that kid wouldn't have hit him with a football.
"How is it even my fault! I'm not that one who smashed a ball in his face" Harry muttered angrily to himself
But that's not what Dudley had told his parents, he told them that Harry and his friend attacked him by using magic and throwing footballs at him. And of course they would believe him even if they knew that he's not allowed to use magic out of Hogwarts. He kicked off his shoes and crossed his legs on his bed then returned to glaring out through the window
[A few more days Harry, you can do it. Just a few mor-hey] His encouraging thoughts were interrupted when he spotted a familiar mountain of white hair walking down the pathway in the dark.
It was that kid! Harry stumbled out of his bed and crept closer towards his window, peering through them he saw it really was the same guy. His unmistakable bleach hair, porcelain toned skin and those intense teal eyes. He could still remember the shiver that ran down his spine when their eyes met, it was almost like being hit with a spell. Harry leaned closer to the window till his forehead stuck to the glass.
The kid was walking in a slow pace and harry could swear that he was limping, the-boy-who-lived squinted his eyes. Those teal eyes of his seemed to hold pain, did the kid get in a fight other else than the fight with Dudley, there was no bruises are and dirt on him though. Just then the boy pulled out a silver phone from his pocket the one from before. He leaned against one the light poles and let his eyes droop as if to relax, the street light reflected off his smooth face. His lips began to move
[I wonder who he's calling this late] he thought
The kid nodded then shut the phone and pushed away from the pole, and then he disappeared. Harry blinked his eyes and opened them up wide, his mind in shock and his mouth a gap. The boy just vanished into thin air, Harry looked to where he was standing swirls of dust began to settle down.
[Can he be...a wizard?] he gasp
It's impossible... but possible too, he just used magic! Bloody magic! to Disapparate! But its impossible because he didn't even know how to do that and heck he was a lot way older than him. And he knows for a fax that you need a license apparate and disapparate! Plus he was younger than him! younger! the Ministry would be able to trace him down but why did he still do it!
"Who is he?" he murmured
"BOY!"
Harry sighed and pulled away from the glass, he turned away from the window and waited for the door to unlock. His uncle burst in his face red with hate as usual.
"You have work to do now git moving!" he spatted and made room for the legendary wizard to pass to do some chorus.
Outside by the pole the boy leaned on a shadow glided by it's light and appeared two gold brown eyes, they looked to the direction of Harry's room then to the direction where the boy 'disapparated'.
Today was an utter disaster for the young 10th division captain, failing to get not only information about these 'magic users' but also unable to locate the missing team that had been sent before he was. Now that he thought about he could not feel any spiritual pressure of theirs, only ones of those magic users. It is like they disappeared from the face of the living world,
Not to mention the missing body of that magic user, could the arrancars have taken it. If so why did they kill him in the first place, what is Aizen doing? And what does he want from the magic users?
Tired the young captain closed his eyes listening to the sweet silence and the gentle breeze rustling the leaves around him. At least he could have time on his own without any disturbance, there was no one talking to him...peace
"Hey kid" A voice suddenly interrupted his peace
quickly in a snap teal eyes opened and find gold-brown eyes staring at his, his body jerked up and shunpo'ed to a higher branch. His hand in his pocket ready to take out the mod soul but then stopped and stared at the figure. The golden-brown eyes squinted slightly as the person started laughing. Hitsugaya glared at them
"You" he growled,
"It's nice to see ya again too kiddo"…
daijoubu desuka- are you alright?
Yup that's the end of this chapter, I wonder if that was the arrancar kid? oh well
(kuro: a very short chapter that is not worthy of our readers patients)
Stop being so mean, I tried my best and you said it was good enough! Plus you can't make me write more if I don't want to! So Ha!
(Kuro: she's very stubborn isn't she *sigh*)
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(p.s: we ain't hating on Jessie just luv those sentences, we feel sorry for her)
(kuro: though she shouldn't be on the internet posting stuff that says she's better than others! and the way she swears! Shit! I don't swear like that when I was...her age!)