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Hitsugaya Toushirou

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I couldn't protect her from him.

He and Ichimaru were in it together the entire time. They tried to kill her, and I couldn't stop them.

We had been so close as children, but ever since she first went away to the Shinigami Academy, we had just been drifting farther away from each other. I attended the school too, starting a little later, and graduating soon after she did.. Even that didn't help me bridge the gap between us; we seem further apart than ever, now.

I won't deny it. When she became Aizen's vice-captain, I got jealous. She rarely spent any time with me anymore, and whenever we spoke, her end of the conversation always had something to do with Aizen. It was always "Captain Aizen" this and "Captain Aizen" that. I hated to hear it. She worshipped the man, and I was nothing to her.

What had happened to us, to the days when we were always together, the days that she was "Bed-wetter Momo," and I was "Shiro-chan," I would often wonder. I still can't understand exactly what came between us. I wish I knew. If I could figure it out, then maybe I could fix what we broke. I miss the old days, when we were never apart, when we spent every waking moment together. I'm not sure now if there will be any more waking moments for her, now. She's been in a coma for at least three weeks, now. I've gone to visit her every day, but she just won't wake up. I spend hours at her bedside, holding her hand, talking to her, but it does no good. I can feel her slipping away from me, her life force draining away as she sinks deeper into unconsciousness. Sometimes I think she doesn't want to wake up.

Occasionally, when I'm with her, I can hear her whispering his name in her sleep. He still haunts her, even in her dreams. No matter how many tears I wipe away, there are always more to follow. Now and then, I can hear her whimper, almost like a lost dog whining for its master. It breaks my heart to know that she's still pining for him, even in the state she is in.

I never thought any one person could have that much power at his disposal. Even my Ban Kai wasn't strong enough to stop him. I need to get stronger, so I can protect her properly next time. I won't let him hurt her again.

Hinamori is everything to me. If she dies, I don't know how I can continue to live.

I love her too much to let her go.

I won't let her die.

I'll keep her safe next time.

Watashi kisei itto.

-Owari-

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Author's Note: Here's Toushirou's contribution to this collection, a few of his thoughts on Aizen's betrayal and Hinamori's current situation. The phrase at the end, "Watashi kisei itto," pretty much means "I swear it," a more literal translation being "I vow it." I would have put it in English, but to me, it looked better this way, so this is what I did with it. Next drabble is going to be Hinamori's, and there are likely going to be a lot of spoilers from now on. If you see anything you don't already know, STOP READING. Unless, of course, you want a few things ruined for you. In which case, read it all.

I managed to get this chapter and the last up within about seven hours of each other, and since this is a drabble collection, I'm likely going to be doing that pretty often. Also, I'm thinking of doing a Seven Deadly Sins drabble collection for Ichigo and Rukia, inspired by the YoruHara one written by NessieGG. I know at least one person who would love it if I did that, -coughKaicough- but I'd like to know if others would like it, as well, so tell me (In review form) if you want me to do that.

And again, NO POINTLESS REVIEWS. I'm getting them for every story, even when I tell people not to do it, and I'm really starting to get annoyed. It's starting to make me angry that people ignore that request, since nearly every single person who reviews does it.

And would it kill you to not use chatspeak, and to capitalize things properly? It makes my eyes bleed to look at it.

Thanks for your cooperation.