VERY IMPORTANT P.S: I changed the ghost to another character. I decided to swap Momo with Ukitake (for later reasons). Please forgive me for such a change.

Summary: Captain of the 10th squad, Toshiro Hitsugaya hates Christmas. Story based on the classic tale of Scrooge.

Disclaimers: **I do not own Bleach or its characters in any way! They belong to Tite Kubo! **

Thoughts are in ' Italic'. The past and future of this fanfic will also be written in italic. If you are reading this trough a mobile device that doesn't load italics, it might be very confusing later on. If it doesn't load italics, please use a computer to be able to understand clearly.

Chapter 3- The Present

Toshiro's P.O.V:

The tall white haired man dressed in green robes was standing in front of me. The new ghost seemed quite jolly in fact. "You are here to show me about my Christmas present I suppose?" I asked sternly. A grin formed on the ghost's face. "You guessed right Toshiro." He replied, folding his arms. Because I knew what he would ask me to do, so I simply closed my eyes and let yet again the funny sensation unfold.

: The Christmas Present :

I looked around to examine were I was. 'Great! I'm back into the Soul Society. I hope all this is over.' I thought in annoyance. I was about to walk off before the ghost resembling to Ukitake put his large hand on my shoulder. "Come this way." He said while grabbing my hand. We were both suddenly lifted off the floor and started to soar into the night skies.

We arrived in the 11th district, Captain Kempachi Zaraki's. When I landed on the ground, I could suddenly hear all the happy voices filling the air. I walked closer to the main building's doors and peered in the small crack presented in the enclosure of the large door. All the 11th squad members chattered away gleefully and seemed to be having lots of fun. They all had huge grins on their faces, including Yumichika and Ikkaku. After a few minutes of observation, I walked back to the ghost's side. "So, what's wrong with this? This still doesn't change my mind on Christmas at all." I said coldly to the tall Christmas spirit. He let out a long sight before grabbing onto my arm again.

We flew and came down to observe a few districts here and there. All the souls in the Soul Society seemed to be joyfully enjoying this time of year. That's before Ukitake's ghost decided to bring me to my own district. 'What does he expect me to realize here? This is my own squad!' I thought puzzled. He nudged me gently on the back for me to walk and enter my own building. Without questioning, I entered with him on my heels. Then, images flew in front of me, just like the first time this strange phenomenon happened.

"This really sucks." A random squad member said. "I know right? It's been like this especially since he decided to overwork the higher ups such as lieutenant Matsumoto. Who knows what he's going to make her do?" The other man replied. "Maybe he would even go as far as to make us, the squad members go on impossible missions that will cost us death in the process." The other one said in an exhausted tone. "We should totally go in another squad. Maybe then we'll get treated better."

I stared at them blankly, not believing what I'm hearing. 'I wouldn't go as far as that! ' I thought, cussing internally. The images blurred and the scene changed yet again, unfolding new images and a new location.

The images indicated the old house again. "Oh Toshiro, I wish I could see you. I believe my life is coming to an end but I want to see you one last time." The sickly grandma said. Grandmother then started coughing violently and shaking. She slowly clutched her heart as her breathing came back to normal. She stopped shaking and took a deep breath. "Hurry because I can't take much more of this." The old woman said with a desperate tone.

"Grandmother!" I cried out running towards her. Slow steady tears started flowing through my eyes. 'I'm crying! I've forgotten how good it felt to let it all out once in a while.' I crouched down to her level and started bawling. "I miss you too" I whispered back quietly. I knew she couldn't hear me but I didn't care. After a few minutes, I whipped my tears and looked at the spirit which I had forgotten was there.

"Do you understand why I brought you here?" He asked me noticing when I turned around to face him. "To make me cry?" I answered without being able to look in his eyes. "You've got it all wrong." The Christmas ghost said as he let out a sigh. The images of the small hut disappeared and blackness engulfed us. I closed my eyes and re opened them to find myself in a new location. The ghost was no longer with me so I decided to walk around. After turning a few corners and walking in many hallways, I found myself in a cold room with lots of paperwork.

In the middle of all the papers, Ukitake's ghost was now way taller, almost giant sized. "Please sit down and have a talk with me." The giant said while pointing at a spot in front of him. I walked to the designed location and uncomfortable took a seat on a pile of work. "You still don't understand do you? Do you still think so higly about yourself and hate Christmas?" He asked, eager for answers. "I don't understand at all. Both of you ghosts kept making me feel sad and lonely, that's all. Christmas is still the holiday I despise." I answered sharply while crossing my arms. "If that's how you feel, I guess..." The white haired man said before sighing loudly for a last time before disappearing. Everything vanished again, gone like all the other times. "I guess what?" I yelled into the darkness, hopping he would come back to finish his sentence. But, nothing stirred into the total darkness.

I blinked and suddenly, I was in a middle of nowhere, stuck in a snowstorm. It was very cold and I tried to warm myself up by tucking in my hands in my sleeve. I walked a few miles into the deep snow before giving up. I sat down, hopping the storm would end soon and that someone would come to get me. I felt a strange presence behind me. I turned around to look at it and there was something all wrapped up in black robes.

"Let me guess, you are another ghost?" I said to the strange creature. "Correct." Replied the ghost while it taking off its hood. "I am the ghost of Christmas yet to come." Replied the small girl that had hair attached in a bun.

Omg, this was probably the longest time I spent writing a chapter. I kept deleting what I wrote because it wasn't good enough or didn't fit the story well enough. I also had to watch a few Christmas plays on Scrooge because I didn't know the ghost of Christmas present very well. It was long but, I finally finished it.

Also, I'm sorry for swapping Ukitake with Momo. I realized a few days ago that Jushiro couldn't be the ghost for the Christmas yet to come because he wasn't gloomy enough, so I swapped them after noticing it would be better this way.

I will update as soon as I can! I'll be very busy in the next week but, I will keep my promise to update before Christmas Eve.

Thanks for everything everyone

Sheibakelly