Hello! Here's a longer chapter as an apology for the long wait hahaha but you guys have to get used to the long wait T.T School is becoming quite busy... Hope you enjoy this chapter!


Her grandfather brought her down to the right wing of the mansion. Hinamori had never been in the right wing before. This was where her grandfather held his meetings with boring old adults, and she was never allowed in. It was always locked and guarded with her grandfather's security guards. She looked around at the unfamiliar place part of a place she called home.

It was night time, and so the rooms were dimly lit, but still managed to portray a grand and magnificent feel. The decorations were traditional and oriental, with calligraphy paintings and bonsai placed at the corners.

Her grandfather brought her into a modern-looking room. There were tables and chairs and televisions opposite a glass wall, showing an empty white room.

"Sit anywhere." Her grandfather said, and she settled on a chair.

"Where is this place?" She asked.

"Something like an examination centre, where we test the members in our company for their skills." There was a telephone at the end of the table. Her grandfather pressed a button and said. "Call Hitsugaya over for a simulation test."

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

"Roger that."

Her grandfather hung up the phone and turned to her. He contemplated a little, tapping his fingers, before continuing with a grim expression. "Remember Grandpa once explained my job to you?"

Hinamori nodded as she recalled. "Provide protection for people."

"Yes. There are many sections in our company. There are bodyguards, security guards, training services and classes, production of weapons and other military capitals…"

"Yeah, you told me." Hinamori said, slightly annoyed. She still didn't understand it well, and having it repeated countless times without further explanation did not really help.

"What did Hitsugaya say was his job?"

"He settles customers' complains."

Her grandfather nodded. "That is actually an excellent way to put it. A splendid euphemism for his actual job."

Hinamori frowned. "What…what do you mean?"

"Hitsugaya's job… How do I say?" Her grandfather scratched his beard, thinking. "Looking at our job scope, when customers complain to us, it's usually about, well, other people that are harming them, or giving them insecurities. Hitsugaya's job, and he's really good at it, is to prevent these people from harming our customers anymore."

Hinamori took a while trying to understand what her grandfather said. "That's good, isn't it? He's a hero!"

Her grandfather sighed in exasperation. "Are you not going to ask how does he prevent these people from harming our customers?"

"Ok. How?"

Just then, the door opened on the room opposite the glass wall. There was Hitsugaya, his face scrunched up in anger as he closed the door behind him.

"Shiro-chan!" Hinamori called out, but Hitsugaya did not react.

"He can't hear nor see you, but we can see and hear him, which is good because I want you to see him for who he really is when he's not with you." Her grandfather explained. He leaned forward and held onto another button on the telephone.

"You may start the test whenever you're ready." He said.

Hitsugaya trudged to one side of the wall and miraculously pulled out a whole case of weapons that included different shapes and sizes of guns and knives. "Why the fuck do you want to see me complete this test at this goddamn hour?" He asked, pissed.

Hinamori gasped at the language as her grandfather promptly reached over to the phone again. "Watch the language, Hitsugaya."

Hitsugaya grunted unhappily as he started assembling a gun in a very professional manner. Hinamori stared in disbelief. Where was the fun, gentle, angelic Shiro-chan she had come to know? Right now standing in front of her was an angry and vulgar boy with menacing eyes, as if he was ready to kill.

There was a countdown from the above PA system.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Zero.

Suddenly, ten ninja-like people appeared out of thin air and charged towards Hitsugaya from different directions. Hinamori gasped as she shrieked. "Shiro-chan!"

There was no need to worry, though. In an instance, all ten of them vanished as Hitsugaya shot all of them right at the heart without hesitation. The gunshot scared Hinamori as she gaped at Hitsugaya reloading his gun effortlessly.

A couple more ninja-like people appeared, this time with different weapons, some with guns and shurikens. Hinamori watched with awe and horror as Hitsugaya 'killed' every one of them easily.

The simulation lasted for about 30 minutes. Hitsugaya changed weapons a few times, and sometimes he would also fight without a weapon, as he turned out to be rather skilled with breaking a person's neck. When it was done, Hitsugaya disassembled all of his weapons and wiped his sweat away with a towel that was provided.

Hinamori was still staring incredulously at the glass.

"You asked me, or rather, I asked you to ask me about how Hitsugaya prevent people from harming our customers anymore? This is how." Her grandfather said slowly, watching her expression. "That was what I meant when I said Hitsugaya Toushiro is not the boy you think he is."

"He's a killer." Hinamori said finally, disappointment and sorrow spreading across her heart as she realized the hard truth. That was why Hitsugaya did not want to talk about his past. He's been hiding so much from her. She felt cheated, deceived, and heartbroken. He was definitely not the loving and gentle boy she was used to. "He's…cold…and scary." She said in a soft whisper.

Her grandfather sighed. "Before I let him work here, he was a thief, stealing and robbing people for a living. I gave him this job so that he would quit harming innocent people." He patted Hinamori. "I hope you understand now why I don't want you to see him anymore."

Hinamori nodded in agreement. Her heartache was so bad and her vision was so blurred with the tears that she felt like locking herself away from everything, even though technically she was already somewhat locked away in this mansion.

The door opened, and Hitsugaya came in. "I'm done with this fucking simulation test, now will you explain to me why –"

Hitsugaya stopped dead when he saw Hinamori. His angry face softened, his eyes immediately became warmer. "Hinamori." He said with a strained smile. "What are you doing here?" The curt and harsh tone he was using with her grandfather disappeared in an instant.

After seeing the ugly side of Hitsugaya, Hinamori felt even more devastated seeing the drastic change in attitude in him. So he had been acting all along? So she had loved the wrong person all along?

She could not take it anymore, as she stomped out of the room, out of the right wing, and into her room. She slammed her door shut, and cried herself to sleep.


End of chapter! Hope you enjoyed! :) Reviews, please!