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Frozen Dawn
Pairing: HitsugayaxRukia
Summary: After trying to get over Hinamori's mental instability, Hitsugaya now feels empty and lifeless. In a desperate attempt for the Captains of the Gotei 13 to help clear him of his depression before the Winter War with Aizen, he is sent with his lieutenant to the Real World to help guard Karakura Town. What (or more specifically, who) he finds there will finally give him the wake up call he's been needing and forever change his life. But she, too, is hiding some secrets from her long forgotten and bitter past.
Author: Hello! Wat up, my homies?(;
Hope you like it...! But I did a pretty bad job. I would appreciate some constructive criticism!
And don't worry. I'm not rushing this story. It's gonna take awhile because little Toshiro takes a long time in realizing and expressing his true feelings(x
Happy Reading!
First Encounter
Normal P.O.V.
Hitsugaya walked out of the white light and out of the Senkai Gate. Matsumoto wasn't there. She had probably already ran off to drink some sake at some bar. He sighed. Not much to do now. It was already twilight.
The young taichō walked down a road that he had discovered during his last visit here. It had a great view of Karakura Town and would glow with warm rays of light during sunset.
Only a few silent minutes later he heard a far-off voice scream in the distance. "HELP!! Please help me!"
Hitsugaya immediately took off running in instinct toward the voice which was coming from down the hill. Popping a soul pill into my mouth, he popped out his gigai in a nanosecond. Running much faster in soul form, he turned a corner which he thought he heard the voice resonate from.
There stood a huge, ugly, bug-like hollow with a big, slightly cracked hollow mask holding a small girl on the neck choking her in his hand. His eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.
A hollow already? Hitsugaya thought. He sliced through the hollow with ease using Hyōrinmaru just before it was able to swallow the small girl whole. He sheathed his sword when he knew that he had killed it.
The girl suddenly fell to the ground in a heap, gasping for air. She was about his height. She had short soft-looking smooth raven hair, crystal clear-yet clouded-deep violet eyes that probably could see right into your soul, and pale snow white skin that contrasted to her raven hair.
After calming herself and rubbing her neck, which was probably going to bruise later, she stood up, wobbling, and turned to face the man who had saved her. "T-thank you. If it were not for you, I would be dead. I owe you my life. How can I repay you?" her velvety, sweetly musical voice said with an apparent uneasy edge.
"You do not owe me anything." Hitsugaya said flatly, keeping his unemotional facade. Then he realized her existent reiatsu and the fact that she could see him. "You can see me…?" he said in a sudden realization.
"Of course I can see you, shinigami." She smiled. He felt his cold, frozen heart tug at this. He ignored the feeling and swallowed hard. "And I would not feel right if I at least didn't treat my saviour to something. Come with me to my house. It's getting dark. You can stay over for as long as you like." Hitsugaya didn't think he could turn her down. Besides, he really did need a place to sleep and he didn't want to bother the Inoue girl who was already housing his busty fukutaichō.
"Fine."
She grinned and began running down the street. Hitsugaya ran after her. She led him in an assortment of lefts, rights, and odd turns.
How can she run like this when she was choking a second ago? Hitsugaya thought. And, more importantly, she has an above-average reiatsu, she can see me, AND she addressed me as shinigami. I wonder how much she knows...
She abruptly stopped in front of a huge traditional Japanese house with shoji doors and a beuatiful graden filled with flowers and a koi pond complete with waterlilies. They both walked up to the big house and she gracefully slid open the rice paper doors.
"Come in."
Hitsugaya stepped in the house curtly noticing how neat it was.
"I'll go pour some tea. Wait right here." And with that she walked gracefully through a doorway which probably led to her kitchen.
Hitsgaya sat down on a nearby white couch, his eyes wandering around the simple room but not really seeing anything particular.
How did I end up in this girl's house? Oh yeah. I'm her "saviour," Hitsugaya thought scornfully.
She's pretty. It's alright, Master. It is normal for a man your age to be feeling these kind of emotions, Hyōrinmaru commented, grinning.
I don't need you to go all perverted on me. And I don't feel any emotions towards her! I am simply sleeping at her house tonight.
Your so boring... And you can't hide any emotions from me. I AM a part of your soul, remember?
Yeah, yeah, yeah... just shut up.
Hyōrinmaru chuckled.
"Tea's ready!" The raven-haired girl walked into the room holding a tray with some teacups and a steaming teapot.
She sat down next to him on the couch, set the tray down on her coffee table and gingerly poured some tea into the teacups.
The girl handed him a cup. "Thank you," he said.
"No problem." She smiled. After a short pause and some deep consideration, she said, "Mizuyuri Rukia."
"What?"
"That's my name. Mizuyuri Rukia. What's yours?"
"Hitsugaya Toshiro. Call me "Hitsugaya" though. I won't answer back if you call me anything other than that," Hitsugaya said coldly.
"Okay, Hitsugaya." A comfortable silence filled the room.
"Mizuyuri, won't your parents mind that I'm sleeping here?" Hitsugaya raised an eyebrow. He didn't want to intrude or anything.
"No.... They don't mind because they don't exist. I live alone here. Onii-sama sorta... er... sends money for me to live comfortably here. And I am very grateful for his generosity."
Hitsugaya knew he was going in on a dangerous and uncomfortable topic, but his curiousity got the better of him. "They don't exist....?"
"More rather... They're in another place. They died when I was young so I really didn't get the chance to get to know them or grow attached." She smiled softly. "I don't really feel bad about it nor am I upset about it."
"Why aren't you living with your grandfather then?"
"Although I do love him dearly, it's just that we... disagree... on certain subjects." She stopped and started sipping her tea as a sign that she wouldn't talk any more about the subject. Hitsugaya understood and brought up another topic.
"Earlier, you addressed me as "shinigami." What exactly do you know and how did you come upon the information?"
"I only know what is needed. And as for your other question... I know from my past." Mizuyuri smiled bitterly and her eyes seemed to glaze over as if she was... remembering something?
"I see... You won't tell me any more, will you?"
"I'm only telling you as much as you need to know. Who knows, Hitsugaya, I might tell you more in the future."
Hitsugaya frowned. "I'll be counting on that." Mizuyuri laughed.
And so, they talked. Or more correctly, she talked. About her daily life from her school, friends, favorite foods, colors, anything that came up into her mind.
And Hitsugaya enjoyed it. He enjoyed listening to her sweet musical voice rant or praise about different things.
After only a few short hours, Hitsugaya learned, to his delight (though he would never admit it), that Mizuyuri attended school at Karakura High School where Hitsugaya would attend in the morning. He also learned that she loved candy and sweets. She liked all shades of blue, green, as well as white. She hated the colors, yellow, orange, and brown because she felt that they were too bright and showy or just too drab.
"See? Pigs are practically useless!! All they do is eat, sleep, and poo. And they always get dirty in mud so you have to wash them. Useless and positively pointless!!!" Mizuyuri was making lots of hand gestures by waving her hands frantically to emphasize her point.
Hitsugaya let out a low chuckle in spite of himself. Mizuyuri was ranting about her dislike in "useless" pigs. The pink and fat kind.
"Are you laughing at me?!" Mizuyuri demanded, glaring at me.
"No... It's just that your whole rant is pointless and random." She wrinkled her nose which Hitsugaya thought made her look cute.
Wait... What? Snap out of it, Toshiro. She's human.
"Hellooo? You there? You just suddenly zoned off..." She was waving her hand in front of my face. She suddenly looked at the big round clock hanging on her wall. "11:00 already! We had better hit the sheets, Hitsugaya. Your room is at the end of the hallway there." She pointed to a doorway. "Your sleeping robes are in the drawers. My room is right next to yours."
Hitsugaya, noticing that he had not properly thanked her, said humbly, "Thank you."
Mizuyuri stared confusedly at him and then laughed lightly. "So formal!! Call me Rukia." She leaned toward him with a serious look on her face. Hitsugaya could feel her hot breath tingling him on his neck. She whispered softly, "But I would prefer Yuki." Hitsugaya's breath hitched. He blushed.
She giggled, satisfied. "You take things too seriously. And you think too much," she stated. Mizuyuri walked toward her room, smiling, leaving a still-dazed Hitsugaya in her living room.
Once Hitsugaya realized she had already left, he shook his head trying to snap out of his daze. He sucked in a deep breath and walked toward his prepared room.
He walked into his room and slid the rice paper door to a close softly, so as not to disturb Mizuyuri. No, Rukia. "Rukia..." He sounded it out, liking the way her name rolled off his tongue with ease. It gave him a warm feeling inside his cold heart.
He shook his head again and touched the spot where he could still feel her lingering breath on his neck. He blushed tomato red at the thought.
Damn it. Why am I so flustered? Hitsugaya thought.
Master, it's only natural. And besides, it would hurt your pride as man if you didn't feel SOMETHING toward this girl, Hyōrinmaru said.
Didn't I tell you to shut up?
Hyōrinmaru remained quiet to Hitsgaya's relief but he could still hear Hyōrinmaru laughing at him at the back of his head.
Hitsugaya scowled at the perverted mighty ice dragon and tried to calm his nerves as he got ready to sleep. But a restless night awaited him.
FINISHED!
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