Wow I have a lot of spare time. It is summer after all. Hopefully I'll be able to update this much when school starts.
Anyway, I don't own Bleach or any characters.

"A-a-achoo!"
"Oy..." Karin grabbed a tissue, feeling another sneeze coming on.
"Acchoo!"

Frustrated, Karin groaned and practically threw her face into her pillow.
"Kurosaki, are you sick?" Hitsugaya asked as he came out of the bathroom.
"No! People are just talking about me behind my back!"
"Do you really believe that ridiculous superstition?"
"I refuse to get sick on vacation."

With a frown, Hitsugaya made his way over towards Karin and placed his hand on her forehead.
Karin was fine until she noticed one thing.
He was shirtless...
Her face immediately heated up and she pushed him away. "Put on a shirt you jerk!"
"Oh, but 'Get used to it, you're rooming with me for two weeks,'" he said mimicking Karin's voice.
So two can play that game.
Grabbing the hardest pillow she had, she threw it at him with such force that would've hurt a normal person. But unfortunately for her, he was a shinigami squad captain.

He caught it with ease and just frowned at her. "Don't act so surprised. I did just get out of the shower."
"Augh, I hate you."
"Why are you mad at me?" he finally asked.
"None of your business."
"Yes it is."
"Just leave me- acchoo!" Karin got thrown into another sneezing fit.
"Bless you," he said. Karin just glared. Somehow, even his sincerity came off as smug.
"I don't need your 'bless yous.'"
"Why won't you tell me what's wrong?"
"Because it's none of your business!" The little violent Kurosaki threw another pillow out him. She would've thrown more but now she was out of ammo.
Sighing, Toshiro just set the pillows on the end of her bed and went back into the bathroom.

One thing was clear though, he'd find out why she was mad at him, sooner or later.
Under normal circumstances he wouldn't have cared. He wasn't the nosey type and usually didn't care about people's personal lives. But this was Karin Kurosaki. And she was mad at him.

With a few coughs and a few 'achoos' Karin groaned and plopped back onto the couch.
"Karin are you alright?" Ichigo asked concerned.
"I'm fine," she said through gritted teeth, holding back a cough.
Everyone was in the living room except for goat-face. He was nowhere to be found.
"No she's not," Hitsugaya said, glaring at her. And she glared right back.
"Shut the hell up!" she snapped, grabbing the couch pillow and throwing it him. He, once again caught it with another sigh.
"Are you done throwing pillows at me?"
"I wouldn't have to throw pillows at you if you'd put on a shirt!"
"I just got out of the bathroom! And who was it that said, "Deal with it?""
Ichigo cut into their bickering right then and there with a glare directed at the cold shinigami. "You were shirtless?"
"I just got out of the bathroom!" he defended himself.
Urahara whipped out his fan and grinned. Nothing good ever happens when he starts to grin. Or has his fan out. Or when he's there. Actually, nothing good ever happens with him. Period.

"Kurosaki, are you and Hitsugaya-taicho flirting shamelessly?" he said, feigning innocence. Matsumoto, enjoying her captain squirm, spoke up as well. "Oh my captain! Could it be that you like Karin-chan?"
"MATSUMOTO!" they both shouted in sync, while their faces were red-beat. Karin turned towards that hat-wearing-hiding-behind-his-fan bastard and shot daggers at him while he was smugly grinning.
Ichigo was doing the same thing to Toshiro Hitsugaya. Except he would actually carry out his threat Hitsugaya by all means.
"Acchoo!" Another sneeze interrupted the two's stare-down.
"Karin, are you sick?"
"I'm fine Ichi-nii!"

"Would you stop that!?" Hitsugaya finally exploded, dropping the pillow he was holding onto the floor. Everyone in the room stared at him in surprise.
"You're always acting like you're fine when it's totally clear you aren't. It's so obvious you're sick! It's just like the time you tried to play soccer with a hurt knee! Damn it Kurosaki, don't you know when to shut up and back down?!"
"Oh shut up! Why should you care anyway!? It's none of your damn business!"
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know it was a crime to care about your friends!"
"Friend!? I'm your friend?!"
"Why is it so hard for you to accept help!?"
"Oh really you're lecturing me on accepting help from people!? Take a damn look at yourself! You feel like you have to do everything alone! I bet everyone else here would say the same thing!"

By now, everyone was slowly slinking away as the two continued their fighting. Ichigo had wanted to step in and stop them but Rukia forcibly dragged him away, muttering about how it wasn't nice to butt into the affairs of others. Especially love affairs.
The two, so focused on their argument didn't noticed when everyone except the clerk had disappeared. The clerk was hunched over her desk while popping her bubblegum and watching the two fight.

"Karin why won't you tell me why you're so mad!?"
"Oh the great Toshiro Hitsugaya actually cares. You actually lost your cool over this, well done!"
By now the two were nose-to-nose.
"Karin just tell me!" The tenth squad captain had already lost his patience and his cool over this. He'd be damned if he didn't find out why she was mad.

"Just leave me alone!" Karin shouted as she pounded a fist on his chest.
"Karin!" He grabbed her wrists and his expression softened as he gazed at her.
"Please tell me what's wrong," he asked softly, his expression pleading.
This was something that Karin had never seen before. She's seen him smile in the rarest of moments. She's seen him happy and sad, even in their short time they've spent together. But never, has she seen an expression like this etched into his face. He was almost begging her to tell him.

"Just leave me alone..." she jerked her arms away from him and stomped back to her room.
Matsumoto stood in the other room, peeking in the doorway as the two had fought. She watched Karin stomp off and watched her captain snap in frustration. She took a look at her captain and decided. She was a determined woman and she would get those two together.

And she would be damned if she didn't get the two together.

"Acchoo!"
It had been two days since Karin had gotten her cold. And it had only gotten worse.
Damn this weather. Damn the cold. Damn Hitsugaya. Damn it all! Worst Vacation ever...

The raven-haired girl sat over a humidifier that her Ichi-nii was kind enough to get for her. She made a mental note to thank him later.

"Karin-chan are you feeling any better?" came a voice from the door. The sick girl looked up to find the ditzy Orihime with a hot steamy cup of who-knows-what.
"Oh hey Orihime. You shouldn't worry yourself about me. I'm fine, it's just a cold," she said weakly.
"You're not every convincing Kairn-chan," she grumbled as she made her way towards Hitsugaya's bed. As she sat down, she handed the sickly girl her "remedy" for cold.
Which was just basically bunch of food together and not a remedy at all. More like poison. Food poisoning.

"Here you go Karin-chan. I made you something for your cold!"
"Uhh...thanks." Suspicious, and wanting to be safe and not wanting to die, she decided to leave the drink on the nightstand beside her bed.
"So, what's this about you and Hitsugaya-taicho?"
"There's nothing between me and Toshiro!" she grumbled, her blanket falling off her head. With a scowl, she set the blanket back in place.

"Accchoo!" She sneezed with such force, her blanket fell of again. By now her hair was sticking up all over the place from the blanket. Karin, being sick, really didn't care about her appearance anyhow.
"Alright. But from the looks it, you sound like you're mad at him. Would you like to talk about it?
"No. I'm not mad. I'm just..." She trailed off, suddenly interested in the blanket. She started fiddling with it, avoiding looking the ditzy girl in the eye.

"Karin, I really think you should tell Hitsugaya-taicho why you're mad at him. He is frustrated you know," she said gently.
"Did Matsumoto put you up to this?" Karin suddenly accused. What Orihime had said was not like her usual self at all. Surely someone had put her up to it? This seemed much more like Matsumoto's doing.
"Uhm-uhhh, maybe?" She suddenly blushed and grew flustered at the accusation. "Well, you see- Um, not really."
Orihime could not tell a lie. She was simply to nice.

Sighing, Karin just tsked at her. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Doesn't Matsumoto know better than to mind her own business? And Orihime, I expected better from you."
"Well, Matsumoto's my friend you see- and she asked me to do this favor for her. How could I refuse?" She nervously grinned, tapping her two index fingers toward each other. She was not prepared to suffer Karin's wrath.

Of course Karin wouldn't do anything to Orihime. If anything, Matsumoto was to blame. Taking an advantage of Orihime's kindness like that.

"It's fine Orihime. But give this message to Matsumoto for me, okay? Tell her, TO MIND HER OWN BUSINESS OR I'LL KICK A SOCCER BALL IN HER FACE!"
"O-okay. I'll be sure to tell her!" She gave a nervous chuckle before heading out the door.

"What am I going to do about Matsumoto? Knowing her, she isn't gonna give up," Karin muttered to herself.
I am too fucking sick for all this. Too damn sick to be messing with Matsumoto.

"Too damn sick!"
"Achhooo!"

Karin's still mad and has a cold .
Poor Karin.

Anyway, I promise that the cute lovey-dovey stuff will come soon.
Well, about love-dovey as Hitsugaya and Karin can get.