Care Package
~Crushed~
The small taicho glared up at Kurosaki Karin's face. The preteen girl had a huge lopsided grin on her face. She had been sitting on top of him for a few minutes now. He was sure that his face was filled with irritation, but this was one person his cold look couldn't sway. This in itself irritated him as he basically lost his only defense mechanism.
The defense mechanism developed back in his Rukongai days when everyone called him icy, cold and distant. Because they called him a certain way, he adopted the icy shell over his real persona. This girl was the last person he wanted to drop his shields on. However, he had yet to figure out why he was so scared of dropping his shield.
Yes... he was terrified about showing his real self to a person. He had been hesitant before, but this time it was even more so. Neither one of them spoke, so finally he gave in, wishing that Kon was there to rescue him. That would have been better then nothing. "Are you going to let me up? "
"I told you Toshiro, I am going to find out what you're hiding," Karin stated firmly.
"Oh... what are you going to do? Kick a soccer ball at me again? Real mature Kurosaki. Or how about beating me up," the boy grumbled. He watched as her face twisted in irritation.
"No... you're right. That might intimidate my guy friends but you're different. You're one of Ichigo's friends," Karin stated, glancing away. She didn't catch his face twisting up with hurt, as if Toshiro took what she was saying almost as if they weren't friends. As his face went back to blank she turned back with an evil grin on her face. She began to wiggle her fingers.
"What are you doing?" Toshiro's eyes narrowed.
"Oh... you've never heard of tickle torture?" Karin's smile grew.
"Torture... seriously. You've seen the kind of Hollows I go up against," the boy muttered. He wiggled again in an attempt to get away. Annoyance plastered onto his face.
"Tell me Toshiro..." the girl stated.
"No." came his response, his irritation growing. Suddenly, her fingers reached down and attempted to tickle him. The small taicho frowned at this. "It isn't working." However, after a bit she found the one spot that Matsumoto and also his former taicho always aimed for. It was the spot that he couldn't help but laugh. "Stop!" he flustered out.
"I will, once you tell me what they're hiding!" Karin stated, tickling him harder and more profusely.
"Korosaki-san!" the white haired boy gargled out between his laughs. This caused an already embarrassing situation went from only slightly embarrassing to even more so. She continued to tickle him for quite a few minutes. However, she then had to pause for her own breath. "Come on... Toshiro... would it really hurt you to tell me?"
"I made a promise," Hitsugaya said admittedly, a frown spreading on his face. He found himself having to force the frown and the words out as he was still laughing. "Get off of me. Please."
The girl's fingers tapped the floor, her own irritation growing. "Come on Toshiro..."
"Why do you want me to tell you? Why can't you wait until your father gets home?" the small boy asked.
"Because, I bet they won't tell me... that is the way they are," Karin sighed.
"I still can't tell you. I made a promise," Toshiro wiggled again, trying to break free.
"I thought we were friends," Karin's face turned up in a pout. She saw this time though, the hurt look on Toshiro's face. He glanced to the side, biting his lip. His silence was staggering as he refused to respond. The preteen girl didn't know how to respond to this and closed her eyes. She tapped the floor trying to figure out what to do. She leaned over, her face getting close to Toshiro's. "Come on, just tell me."
She found herself blinking, as she saw his face suddenly become flushed. It became more flushed the closer her face got to him. Her hot breath fell onto his cheek, her mouth only inches away. "That might work..."
"What might work?" The white haired taicho attempted to feign a sense of not caring.
"If you don't tell me, I'll kiss you," came the bold threat.
"Nani!" Toshiro suddenly turned his head towards her, his face flushing a deeper red. "You wouldn't dare!"
"I will dare to, unless you tell me," the girl stated firmly.
"I don't believe you! You're bluffing!" came the indignant reply.
"What... you don't think I have the guts to do it?" The darker haired of the twins voice was filled with some sort of menacing tone.
"That's not it," Toshiro glanced away. "I am not telling you, because I don't believe that you would do it."
His two teal eyes, suddenly went wide, as Karin placed a hand on either side of his face, and forced Hitsugaya to look at her. Her own face, that had only been a few inches away suddenly closed in, her lips locking with his causing his two green eyes to grow even wider, his cheeks to turn a deep red. This was definitely not his day.
To say the least, her lips on his felt awkward. The action though, sent tingles down his spine. These two opposite emotions confused him, not to mention the fact that while he wanted it to end, something inside him wanted more. He could feel a heat growing in his cheeks and behind his ears. His mind raced that he had trusted Karin not to do something like this. Did that not mean his trust in Karin was broken, not to mention he figured Isshin's trust in him to be the same way?
Karin pulled away, looking at him in confusion. "Why are you embarrassed? I thought all guys talked about was things like this."
Toshiro opened his mouth, then closed it a couple of times. "If I don't tell you... you're going to do that again... and I can't easily shove you off... can I?"
"Not in you're gigai. I'll give you the count of ten," the girl sighed. "One..."
"Seriously... if I tell her, I'll have broken my promise to Isshin," Toshiro stated, his mind foggy.
"Two..."
"You don't mind her kissing you. This way you don't break your promise to him." the dragon sighed.
"Three..."
"Yeah... but if he or Ichigo catch me kissing her, he'll kill me... they'll both kill me," the small taicho stated firmly.
"Four..."
"She's the one that kissed you..." the dragon sounded bored with the whole thing.
"Five..."
"They WON'T see it that way!" came the protest.
"Six..."
"You're enjoying playing this game..." the dragon hummed.
"Seven..."
"No... I'm not!" Toshiro was rather irritated.
"Eight..."
"How long, are you going to deny that you like her..."
"Nine..."
"What... I don't... not... not..."
"Ten..." Karin said, causing the small taicho to flinch and shut his eyes closed tightly.
"Your father's my former taicho." Toshiro stated.
"You..." the girl's voice sounded almost disappointed.
The small taicho continued, his voice straining. "I said that your father was my former taicho. He disappeared around twenty years ago. We all thought he was dead, but it turns out a really bad person only made it seem that way."
"Toshiro..." a familiar voice came from the window. "What the hell do you think that you are doing?"
"How much did you see?" Toshiro asked, his face flushing and his eyes wide, a tad bit of fear showing in them.
"I got here, when Karin was at number six. I'm kind of disappointed as I figured you wouldn't be able to fall for any of her torture treatment. I mean, come on... how bad can being tickled or beat up be compare to fighting an Espada?" Ichigo stated. He hopped off the bed and grabbed his small sister from behind, and pulled her away. "You do realize, you get to tell me dad what you've done? You know he's going to be pissed."
"Hai..." Toshiro mumbled. "Better he be pissed at me for this, then the other thing." He felt himself pulled up and shoved towards the door, two pairs of eyes staring at his back. This made him extremely uncomfortable.
