Betray Me, Kill Me, Save Me

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Okay, officially, school only exists to torture people – not that we didn't know already -.-
This time there will be no Flashback because the featured person wasn't present for the past happenings, please enjoy~

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"My eyes are an ocean in which dreams are reflected"
Unknown

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Nana: Thoughts of the Unconcerned

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--The Unconcerned are Blessed yet Cursed at the same Time--

The day after the Ryoka were send back I noticed how the... well, older members of the Gotei changed. I may not have been under them for that long a time but I am an observant person... and nosy, I have to admit.

Anyways, that day it just so happened that I had to travel through half the freaking Seireitei (don't complain about my language or you'll become a walking icicle, no joke) and came to witness the changes in each and every one of them.

First I visited Hinamori in the 4th Division, as it became sort of a habit of mine, and couldn't help but wonder since when Unohana's smile became... well, sad. Because, since day one she always smiled even more pleasantly than Aizen (curse him) and to see her smile sadly was like having Ichimaru cease his insane grinning ( creeeeepy thought).

It just seemed wrong.

Then again, her reaction at the Sokyôku hill wasn't really... right either, so to say.

Flashback (Chapter 179, Page 6)

As the black-haired woman slid down the huge manta's left wing and began walking she asked her 3rd seat walking behind her. "Does anyone still require help?"

"Yes! Kuchiki-taichô and that Ryoka boy!"

The woman turned to look to where the orange sphere was cast upon the still form of one Kurosaki Ichigo, her eyes widened, her usually composed facade crumbling like a burst mirror. Quickly averting her face and putting her usual expression back onto her facial features she replied with a stone-like tone. "It looks like the Ryoka don't need any help."

Flashback End

Matsumoto told me about that, since I still hadn't recovered from my encounter with Aizen in the Seijôtôkyorin, and I just don't know how to look at that. Why was she loosing her composure like that just by looking at the Ryoka? And I'm not even sure to whom of them she reacted that way... argh, it's frustrating to not know that!

I begin to sound like Kurotsuchi... urgh...

--Forever trapped in the False Sanctuary that is called Ignorance--

Speaking of which, he was acting even more creepy than usually, and that alone means something in my books.

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I was also passing the 13th Division, seeing Ukitake and Kyôraku watch the sunset with each a cup of Sake (is Ukitake even allowed to drink alcohol?) in their hands, toasting towards the skies. The soft evening breeze carried their voices towards me, making me all the more curious... and confused.

"In memory of our not-so-late-anymore friend who's back to being a blushing, hormonal teen!"

The white-haired man laughed lightly at his brunette companion. "Seriously, now, Shunsui, that was unnecessary! If he'd be here and knew everything, you'd be chased by waves of red and black, a cursing teen on your heels."

The pink-wearing man shrugged him off. "So what? Not to mention he'd be more occupied with Yoruichi and Urahara, the latter wailing like a little child, those two wouldn't let him have his peace for at least another century! Or Kuchiki! Ha, for what he put him through the stiff bastard would get a good ass-kicking all over again from his sensei's nakama!"

The sick man nodded. "You're probably right, Shunsui..."

"See? Never doubt my wise words!"

Ukitake chuckled nervously. "Sure..."

Who the hell are they talking about?

I really didn't have a clue until later that day I was to be told the whole ordeal – by none other than the person making me become a Shinigami.

When I arrived at my Division that evening and entered my office I was very nearly ready to kill Matsumoto... or at least freeze her for the night. Like always she hadn't done any of her work, typical.

Stomping towards her quarters I was about ready to rip open her door when I heard her sobbing from behind the door. Quietly and carefully opening the thin piece of wood and peeking inside I could see her sitting on the floor next to her bed, her upper body was propped up on the mattress, a photo in her right hand as her left arm acted as leverage for her tear-stained face.

I couldn't make out the person on the picture – for that it was too dark in the room – but I had seen it's back many times before. From what she told me it showed her adoptive father who died a long time ago, but she never let me look at it (aggravating woman!) regardless how many times I asked her.

--Not able to see the Truths hidden by the far Horizon--

"What do you want, Taichô?"

I slowly entered the room, closing the door behind me as I switched on the light, sitting down next to her. "I heard you sobbing." Looking past her at the photo I felt my breath hitch in my throat. What the?

"Um... Matsumoto... that man in the picture..."

She smiled sadly, not once averting her attention from the photo in her hand. "You recognize him, don't you?"

I actually did. His hair might have been a bit longer, falling into his eyes more, covering most of his ears and part of the base of his neck, eyes darker as if they saw too much sorrow in life and death, features less scowling but more serious, face devoid the now teenage note. Hair the same furious orange, eyes the same deep amber they hold now. "How...?"

"You know... 101 years ago many residents of Rukongai disappeared without a trace – save for their clothes – and the 9th Division was sent to investigate. When they didn't return a group of Taichô and Fukutaichô, as well as the two commanding officers of the Kidô Corps, were sent to check on them, my father was one of them. They went the night of September 29, my Birthday. I told him to stay... but... but he said it'd be alright and that he'd be back by sunrise... belatedly celebrating my Birthday. H-he never came back... The next day Urahara Kisuke, a childhood friend of my dad's, and the Kidô Corps Captain were accused of experimenting on the others, my dad under them, I was told that, anyways. Shihôin Yoruichi helped them escape with the victims of the 'experiment'.

"Back then at the execution was the first time I saw him again... well, not him but his reincarnated soul, anyways... I-I talked to him some days ago... it nearly broke my heart that he didn't remember me..."

Without a conscious thought my right hand had come up and was now resting on her shoulder, trying to give her some comfort.

It didn't work.

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When we came to the world of the Living and all met at Kurosaki's house I couldn't help but wonder exactly what relationship my nutcase of a lieutenant had with her effin' father. Was she seriously hitting on her dad right there?! Or was she trying to use his new-found teenage hormones to her advantage...? I will probably never know... and seriously want to stay in the dark regarding it... sick woman...

To be expected by the daughter of the madman demolishing half the Seireitei in one go... I seriously shouldn't wonder about it anymore...

I still had to suppress a shudder when he took a glance through his fingers... I was about to shout at him he was checking out his daughter... Matsumoto probably rubbed off on me... BUT IT WAS SICK TO WITNESS NONETHELESS!!!

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I still held the opinion that we should have told him beforehand, it'd made the fight against Aizen easier, perhaps. Someone of his strength with his lost knowledge would have meant a huge advantage for our side, but the Sôtaichô would pay my arguments no heed, saying it would 'put the boy's health at risk'. In what way, if I may ask? What would seriously put his well-being in danger if we told him, made him remember?

I seriously didn't get it...

Until now, that I see him struggling to keep himself alive at the sudden impact of his past being.

--Drowning in the Blissful Darkness of being an 'Untouched by the Happenings'--

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Wow, my prediction was actually true, this Chapter IS darn short... and matches Hitsugaya's height xD Anyways, I hope the chapters are getting longer after this little Filler... maybe not the 9th Chapter but certainly the 8th and 10 plus xD You can be thrilled cuz in Chapter 10 Aizen's POV will be shown xD

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Chapter Title Time~

Chapter 7: Thought of the Unconcerned
I wanted to add the thought of one who didn't have anything to do with the happenings all those years ago and found Hitsugaya to be fitting this purpose. Now, seeing this is going to be IchiRuki, some of you might wonder why I'm not using Rukia for it, which brings me to the Preview for the next Chapter xD

Preview Chapter 8~

Kuchiki Chronicles
Featuring Byakuya, Hisana and Rukia xD Yes, even Rukia met Ichigo before, but... well... just say you'd be good to re-watch Fade to Black before the next Chapter comes out xD A little hint for my faithful readers xD

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