Simple Desire: The Beginning (Hitsugaya Toushiro)
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: Bleach is owned by the genius, Tite Kubo. i only own Amane and my parts of the story and plot.
"You're trying to figure out what kind of person I am in your mind aren't you by the various things I do, aren't you?" I stated boredly. "Aren't you doing the same?" he retorted slightly annoyed about what I had still to discover. "I threw the book at you assuming that you would catch it because you seemed bored," I said plainly not letting my eyes leave my book. I could feel his slight confusion. "Oh, thanks, I guess," he muttered quietly while opening the book. 'Proud idiot,' I thought amused by his actions. Even in this silent air, we were studying each other.
Soon we both became completely possessed by the books contents. However, I noticed him getting irritated at the loud gossiping about me by the other students. 'Time to work my powerful magic,' I thought slyly.
"Oi, people in the corner over there," I called coldly. They all turned to me. "If you're going to gossip about people then, do it where the others can't hear you. You're bothering those that are trying to read," I stated flatly my eyes never leaving the page though it wasn't like I was reading. "Y-y-you there! District 80 scum. D-don't think that y-you know everything just because y-you've killed a few more people than we have. D-don't tell us what to do! W-were not going to listen to you!" a girl stuttered trying to conceal her apparent fear. Slowly, my eyes shifted to her and held a harsh and cold stare. "EEEK!!" they screamed out as they ran off bumping into the sensei that was running in.
"Welcome class," the female sensei exclaimed breathlessly. "Sorry for being late but I got stuck in a meeting!" she said. "Now off to sword training first," she said with an excited tone. 'She's enthusiastic,' I mumbled as everyone walked out off the classroom.
I listened attentively as she taught the class the proper technique in holding a sword. Despite her disheveled appearance, she was not nearly as bad at sword work as she looked.
"Okay class, begin to practice on your own. I know that it's your first day, so just take it easy and practice everything I've taught you." She said. I felt tension as the people around me began moving away from me. I frowned and sighed. They would probably never get to know the real me. But perhaps that was my fault for pretending to be who I was not.
As I thought this, I swung my sword down hard and with every unhappy thought, my swings grew stronger.
"Oi, try not to show off too much," the white-haired boy from earlier said in a teasing tone.
I'm not-!" I spit out instinctively before realizing that I was not keeping up my defensive front. I stopped and recomposed myself.
I scoffed.
"Why? Afraid that I'll over shadow you?" I teased back.
A tick mark grew on his forehead. "I definitely would not lose to you." He said facing me with his sword facing me directly.
"Ha? Here? But the teacher-?" I only then realized that everyone had moved away from us and we had a fairly open space to practice. I had heard that others had been afraid of the white-haired boy as well.
"The teacher's not going to notice. Not as long as she's teaching those idiots." He said motioning over his shoulder with his head.
My eyes widened at that and couldn't help but cover my mouth with my hand as I tried to hide a laugh. "Fine, if it's only a little sparing." I said turning to face him as well.
"Match ends when one surrenders or one is immobilized," he said.
"Sure thing, 1, 2, 3, Go!"
I almost stepped back as he charged at me with surprising speed. I just barely managed to meet his sword to guard against an attack.
"Ready to give up?" he asked while pushing harder against the sword.
I put all my strength into my legs. "Not yet!" I pushed him back.
It went on pretty much like that for a while until I finally realized as I'm sure he realized.
We were about equal.
Well, his slices were just slightly a bit sharper than mine and his jabs just a tad bit more accurate.
I knew that if I were to win, I'd have to use tact. I pushed his sword away once again before jumping back.
"Bakudo no ichi: Sai"
His eyes widened as he just barely dodged it and instead it bound itself to the ground where he was standing.
I smiled, it was easy for me.
I had, after all, practiced on my aniki several times, much to his chagrin.
There was a simultaneous and annoying gasp from the group that reminded both the white-haired boy and I that we were not alone.
"What is going on here!"
Shit
"Rinaiko-san, Hitsugaya-san, were you two sparing just now?" she said with a frighteningly intense air.
"I… um… he…" I stuttered out.
"How wonderful to use basic skills in practical application!" she squealed with delight. Both the white haired boy and I looked at her questioningly. "As a reward for doing well, you two may take the rest of the day off while I work with the other kids." She said. She offered little other explanation before running off.
People stared at me. "Take a picture, it'll last longer," I muttered putting away the sword and leaving the building. I sat in the shade of a tree in the fields outside of the building. 'Why does it have to be so hot,' I thought irritated. I soon felt another presence sit itself down beside me. "I was wondering who it was they called the boy genius, I didn't know that it would be you." I said simply.
"You did the same thing that I did," he said. "Oh don't get upset just because I did just as well as you Shiro-chan," I teased. He scowled. "I have a name you know," he said sitting down as well. "Since I don't know your name then what else am I supposed to call you other than Shiro-chan." I said with a teasing smile which was returned by an almost frightening glare.
Key word: Almost.
I was unfazed but got his point.
"Fine sheesh, but then again if you really want me to stop, you'll have to tell me your name," I said. "My name is Hitsugaya Toshiro." He said. "See, that wasn't that hard. My name is Amane, Rinaiko Amane," I said. "It's nice to meet you, Hitsugaya-san," I said with a friendly smile.
"I'm confused," he stated after a moment. "What?" I asked. "You're not a criminal, nor a thief. I've seen your aniki and he isn't one either, why?" he asked. "I don't know, our parents always taught us to follow the rules and do good," I said. "It seems that your whole family is a good one, so how did you end up in district 80?" he asked. "That I do not know," I said sighing. "They originally held everyone in reserve until the rest of our family died before placing us in a certain district so we could be together," I said. "Isn't that I good thing?" he asked. "Supposedly I guess," I said. "Then, it's probably just a mistake that the shinigami that sent you guys here made," he said. "That's what aniki and I figured, a pretty big one too," I said. "How?" he asked.
"You're full of questions aren't you?" I asked looking at him. That shut him up. "But I guess it's alright to answer," I said only teasing him. "Rinaiko-san, you really are confusing," he muttered. "One, I don't like to be called by my last name and two, you can drop the suffix. Just call me Amane," I said. "Is Amane-chan alright?" he asked. "Do as you will, but... my parents were murdered and my aniki raised me on his own," I said. "What?!" he asked surprised. "What surprised? Don't believe it? Ask my aniki. We've been living alone together ever since I was very young," I said. "How much older than you is he?" Hitsugaya-kun asked. "Only 5 human years older, it's not much in Soul Society, but you already knew that," I said.
"Hitsugaya-kun? What about you? Where did you live? How did you grow up? Did you have friends while growing up? Sorry if this is too much to ask," I said placing my hand behind my head while staring at the clouds. "I've just never been able to talk that much to other people. Aniki was always the one that was more social," I said. "It's alright. I grew up with an old woman and another girl in Junrinan, district one. I guess I could have made friends with other people but I always pushed them away. My closest friend would probably be Hinamori Momo since I grew up with her. She's in your brother's class, I think." He said. "So she's older?" I asked. "Yeah, she's like a sister," he replied as he stared at the sky lazily.
Bleh, major edit here. I thought the original was stupid but perhaps this is stupider. Who knows? What do you think? How should I fix it. I think I originally wrote this when I was still having trouble with Amane's character.
--Aisumi
