Possession
Prompt: Cloth
By: Night Foliage
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BLEACH
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"What is that?"
"What?"
"That. In your hair."
Hinamori slowly raised a hand wondering what was wrong with Histugaya, before realizing what he was talking about.
"Oh! This? Aizen-taicho gave it to me! It helps my keep my hair from getting too messy." It was one of those days, the kind where Hinamori would come back and visit Hitsugaya from the academy. Recently, these visits were getting fewer and separated by more time. She acted like it was nothing. Just like that thing in her hair.
"I don't like it." Histugaya scowled childishly. "What the hell is it suppose to be? A hairnet? A wash cloth? Since when was Momo neat?"
Hinamori blushed. "Shut up! What do you know?"
And just like that she ran back to the walls of her school.
Histugaya watched her fleeting form getting smaller and smaller in the distance. Closing his eyes he leaned his head against the uncomfortable tree.
"Baka. You shouldn't accept things from strangers."
