Summary: Captain of the 10th squad, Toshiro Hitsugaya hates Christmas. Story based on the classic tale of Scrooge.

Disclaimers: **I do not own Bleach or its characters in any way! They belong to Tite Kubo! **

Thoughts are in ' Italic'. The past and future of this fanfic will also be written in italic. If you are reading this trough a mobile device that doesn't load italics, it might be very confusing later on. If it doesn't load italics, please use a computer to be able to understand clearly.

Chapter 4- The Christmas Yet to Come

Toshiro's P.O.V:

I was starring intensely at the small ghost figure in front of me. She looked exactly like Momo. The small girl's ghost seemed so sad and gloomy, exactly like when Aizen betrayed the Soul Society and she couldn't accept it. She slowly put her hood back on to hide her face. She put her tiny hand on my face and closed my eyelids.

: The Christmas Yet to Come :

When I opened my eyes, I was once again in my district. Something seemed off, very off. 'Why is everyone so jolly?' I thought while examining the members. 'Oh no! You're kidding me!' I realized and started running down a few hallways. I stopped in front of my office doors. I quickly opened the door and ran inside. There I noticed, someone else sitting at my spot. I didn't know the captain that replaced me and absolutely did not want meet him. I looked around for Matsumoto, my lieutenant in order to see if she was fine. At that moment, a tall woman with pink hair walked in and had a lieutenant badge on her shoulder. 'That's not Matsumoto!' I thought, panicking.

Then suddenly, everything changed. The images started to flow around me and disappeared as quickly as light.

The black covered ghost and I were now in the stuffy and old looking library. The Christmas ghost pulled out a book on the 10th district and handed it over to me. I opened it and started to flip through the book until I stumbled on a page with important battle history. The ghost pointed at a certain paragraph so I started reading it.

Over half the members died in a hard battle against some Espadas. The strict and hated Captain, Toshiro Hitsugaya also died in the war accompanied with his lieutenant Rangiku Matsumoto. The battle was long and according to some survivors, most of the members of this squad were tired from earlier work. Apparently they couldn't battle well because of the fatigue and most of them died because of this. The squad members could clearly state that they were happy about getting a new Captain. They would also mourn over their lost companions.

I closed the book silently without finishing because I knew I couldn't go on. I put the book back in its place and my eyes started to water. "I didn't want them to HATE me. I never thought that they despised me so much." I whispered with my voice trembling. I was holding my face in my hands to hide to the Christmas spirit that I was crying.

A few minutes passed and I looked up, noticing I was no longer in the library, but back into the old hut. It now seemed abandoned and gloomy. I pushed the door open and entered. The house was empty and seemed like no one had live there in the past decade. It was extremely dusty and cold. "Is she..." I managed to say, shocked while looking at the dark ghost. It simply nodded and pointed at the window. I slowly walked to the designed spot and looked outside.

My vision was blurred and I was teleported to a graveyard. Then, I looked back at the dark figure that was still pointing in the same direction, towards a tombstone. I quickly ran to it and read what it said. 'Toshiro Hitsugaya, Captain of 10th squad.' It was incredibly small and not cared for. It had a few scratches here and there. Spiders had also made this piece of rock that belonged to me, their home. It was almost entirely covered in sticky webs. No one had visited it in ages, it was obvious. Right beside it was another tombstone, not much bigger. "Grandmother." I whispered, kneeling down to get closer to the rock. At the sight of both our graves being abandoned and the knowledge of my dead grandmother, I started to sob once more.

We were no more, completely forgotten from this world. I sat down, leaned against the tombstone and buried my face into the sleeve of my haori. I was in deep thought, thinking of everything I had learned today. 'Wait a second...' I thought, noticing something. I quickly wiped my tears and got up to talk with the ghost. I noticed it, sitting against a stone, a few feet away from me. When I got close enough, I asked it "Is this my definite future? Is there a possibility to change this? Perhaps change fate?" I asked it, hopping it could be true. But, it only sat there, not answering. "Are they only things that could happen?" I continued, wanting an answer.

A few minutes passed in total silence. "Wait a second... I get it! If I continue to act snobbish, people will continue to treat me the way they currently do. So, this is what would happen in the end if I don't change. You're trying to warn me! So if I change my ways and stop thinking about myself, this could all change!" I exclaimed. 'So this is what theses ghosts were trying to make me realize all along, feelings towards other people.' I thought, half smiling at myself.

"But, I will change! I am no longer who I was. I will let the ghost of the past, present and future dwell within my soul. My heart will be open during this holiday of family in friendship. I will show everyone that I can love, like every other Shinigami out there. I learned my lesson and will not let this future happen!" I exclaimed in determination.

When I finished my speech, I noticed the Christmas spirit that reassembled to Momo had disappeared. I closed my eyes once more. Darkness filled my soul but the odd feeling did not come again. I opened my eyes to investigate and noticed I was on my bed, comfortably installed under warm blankets. 'So it was all a dream? But it felt so real!' I looked at the time; it was 11 pm. 'I hope it's not too late!' I thought while quickly getting out of bed.

"I've got something I'm destined to do." I said to myself, walking towards the main room of my quarters.

I'm sorry this chapter isn't as long, but I had no clue what to write. But, it was somewhat easier than writing the present because I simply had to find consequences to what I wrote for Ukitake's chapter. But, it was a challenge to try to make Toshiro learn about kindness, as I had no idea how to do so. But, I think I managed okay.

Now, there is only one chapter left, the Epilogue! So, stay tuned for it!

Until next time,

Sheibakelly