Yes, after my long vacation, I have finally made a come back! I'm so thankful for those who have reviewed and supported me and encouraged me. I wouldn't be writing this chapter if it weren't for everyone! So big hugs and kisses to you readers!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Chapter 4 – Second Action Part 1
The sun rose to remind everyone that it was morning, and no matter how you felt, it was time to get up and work. Even after a week, Hinamori didn't feel any better. The world still seemed dark despite the bright sun glaring through her window. She had tried to apologize to Hitsugaya, but she just didn't know how to. And she was scared that he'd still reject her. After that night, the next day she had realized what she said and realized how much it must've hurt him…it hurt her too. She stared back at the sun (since it was rising, it wasn't as bright so it didn't hurt as much) thinking of how strange it was for the world to still be the same when she just said bye to it a week ago. Maybe it'll be easier to say sorry to him later…. But it might just be too late and Hinamori wondered even after some time if she would have any guts to try again. She waited for the sun to completely rise until she got up. She sighed; life just wasn't going her way is it? There was a knock on the door, and it slide open. It was Matsumoto. She expected the cheeriness of her like all the other mornings until she realized that this was the first time she came to say good morning since a week ago. "Ohayo Hinamori-san!!" She said, but Hinamori could tell the difference between the old ones and the new one.
"Oh, good morning Matsumoto! I hope you're doing fine." She replied as casually as she could. "And no, I won't be drinking any sake with you."
"No fair, you always ruin the fun!" Matsumoto pouted. "But that's not the only reason as to why I came this morning." Hinamori made a face, this better not be about Hitsugaya.
"You seem to be avoiding taichou, is something the matter?" Damn, she just had to mention him after all…. Out of all the cursed luck in the world…the world really did hate her.
"Oh no, nothing's wrong, I'm just uh…busier lately, you know how it's like when winter's coming up. More complaints and issues to deal with and--."
"You know, it's okay to talk to me if you ever need to. I'm your friend."
"I know, thanks Matsumoto-san…for everything."
"It's no big deal. Now do you feel like drinking some sake--?"
"No."
"Awh, are you sureeee?"
"Yes."
"It tastes extremely good in the morning!"
"No, drink with Renji-kun or Kira-kun."
"Awh, you're no fun!" She pouted again and closed the door, now looking for Renji and Kira…again. Hinamori was left alone in the room again, wondering if talking to someone about the problem was really what she needed. No…Matsumoto would get too involved, and the only other person she could really trust was Hitsugaya…and he was already gone. What was she suppose to do?!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Hitsugaya stared at his paperwork. If there was one thing good about paperwork, it was that it took your mind off things…if you were willing to actually do it despite how boring it is. Too bad Hitsugaya wasn't actually doing it, so the paperwork ended up being useless and stupid, like always. The week passed by with everyday being like this one. The piles of papers kept getting bigger and taller to the point where Matsumoto actually did more than 100 sheets just so she could rest her head on the table. But 100 compared to thousands were nothing…and Hitsugaya was left with it all. But he wasn't in the mood for the stupid
paper, but he wasn't in the mood for thinking about Hinamori either. It's too bad his mind didn't match his heart and drifted to the night oh so long ago (not really). He recalled how she screamed at him, told him that she hated him, that they were over. That hurt the most. Whenever someone would ask him how he was doing with Hinamori, he couldn't say great, because it wasn't that way. He felt guilt overwhelm him again as he remembered what he screamed back at her.
It was her fault. It was all Fushima's fault. If it weren't for her, they'd be together. But for the whole week that's passed, he didn't go out much, and the few times that he did, he never spotted her. And she never came to him (thank goodness). But this time, it was going to be him going to her. He got up from his desk abruptly, knocking a stack of papers down to the floor. For a genius, he could be pretty stupid sometimes. 'Matsumoto will clean that up for me. Now time for me to go.' He thought decisively.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
(A/N: This part was entirely made up on the spot, as I have no idea what to write, so if it sucks, a little OOC, sounds kind of stupid, here's my excuse!)
Fushima hummed quietly to herself, she knew that Hitsugaya wasn't going to be any happier with her than before. In fact, he was going to be even madder, which is exactly what she needed. Her plans worked, there were only 3 steps after all. First one was done, perfectly might she add. Second action, probably the hardest will be taking place soon. And the third action, even easier then the first! She laughed quietly to herself as she sat by the stream, swishing the slow current with her two feet. It was like the world was just perfect for her, as if everything revolved around her and it was all planned.
She waited patiently as she sensed Hitsugaya slowly getting closer to her. She smiled an innocent smile the minute he appeared in front of her from the other side of the stream, seething with anger.
"It's all you're fault!" He accused angrily. She stared at him dumbly as if she didn't know what he was talking about at all.
"What's my fault?"
"Don't play stupid with me!"
"You probably don't know. I had an accident previously within this week and I can't remember a thing about what's happened a few days ago." She replied, despite all her acting, Hitsugaya could tell that it was a lie. After all, he didn't hear about any accident…maybe it was in some paperwork that was unfinished? He glared at her, willing for her to continue he phony story.
"I was told that I was running and when I wasn't paying attention, I hit a tree rather hard." She reached behind her and grabbed out a piece of paper. "Unohana-taichou wrote it down for me to make sure that I could still read." Hitsugaya read the paper furiously, looking over Unohana's signature to make sure it wasn't forged (and it wasn't). Somehow he knew it was a lie, but it was just planned out too well for his mind to comprehend.
"You're lying, I know you are!"
"What can you prove that I'm lying?"
"What can I prove you of not lying?" She quickly pointed to the sheet of paper he was holding. Okay, so maybe that was evidence, but it wasn't good enough. He was going to check with Unohana.
Unohana told him the exact truth. She did bang into a tree (sound stupid enough for her), she did lose some of her memory, not sure how much or how little, and she did write on that sheet of paper. So everything Fushima said was true. But how much of it was true?
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Hinamori continued her paperwork, unlike Hitsugaya. She could keep her mind off of it for a few minutes, if not a couple of seconds, which was enough to get paperwork done when needed. She thought over what Matsumoto suggested earlier this morning, and started to think hard about it. Maybe advice from a friend who was good at these things (not really) was what she needed. She sighed; maybe she'd visit her tonight.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Fushima danced along back to her office. All she needed was to get Hitsugaya to believe that he was all wrong. She was happy, she may have lost a bit of her memory that day, but she gained it all back in a few days. With Hitsugaya believing she lost her memory, gained it back and remembered nothing of that night, he'd fall right into the trap. After that, he being hers' I mean, it would be time to eliminate the offense.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Hey everybody, guess who's back! Yep, it's me, and I'm making my appearance with a crappy, short chapter, but I had to update as soon as I could since I'm going to be busy today and tomorrow. I really hope that this wasn't too bad, because it felt that way the whole I time I was writing it, and hope you guys can all enjoy this chapter!