Aizen stood up on the execution hill, he looked at her with those warm caring eyes she had always known. He reached a hand out to her, waiting for her to follow him. Right behind him, a portal to Hueco Mundo ripped the sky apart. Gin and Tousen appeared from behind her and glided by. The air brushed gently across her face as they passed her, straight into the portal. They stepped inside and turned around, waiting for him. Again he gestured his hand to her. She hesitated, not knowing if she should follow. Her hand slowly reached out to his, slightly trembling she took a step forward. His smile grew as she came closer. Just as their hands were nearly touching, a call of her name caused her to snap her arm back.

Hinamori turned around to find a gathering of her shinigami friends. Everyone she held dear to her heart, Kira, Matsumoto, Nanao, Renji, all of them. And there at the front of the crowd he stood gazing at her with his teal orbs that pleaded her no to go. On all of their faces were expressions of sorrow. His struck her heart the hardest. Hinamori turned back to Aizen with an uncertain look, not sure of what to do. Aizen's smiled disappeared, displeased at the current situation. Hinamori stepped a foot back, frightened at the bitter face her handsome taicho made. Behind him in the gateway to another world, Gin and Tousen smiled a wicked grin that made her queasy. Something foreboding was to come.

Aizen flicked his arm in the air above his head. Hinamori waited for something to happen to her, but nothing did. It wasn't her that he stared at, but behind her. She thrust around to the people behind her and one by one they were slashed down by a blade she was unable to see. Blood spewed from their bodies as they collapsed to their death. One by one they were struck down until he was the only one standing in a sea of corpses. Hinamori ran up to Aizen, grabbing his kimono. She pleaded to Aizen, not him! No, not him!

The girl glanced up to the man in hope that he had enough of a heart to let the boy live. One last swift movement of his arm and he smiled. Her heart sank as she slowly curved around to look behind. Hitsugaya stood in the lake of blood scattered with the lifeless bodies of her friends. His looked in her eyes with disappointment that she had chosen to follow that man this far. The unseen blade ripped into his across his torso diagonally, his blood gushed out violently. He fell to his knees, dismayed eyes still fixated on her. A tear ran down his cheek before he completely collapsed and the life drained from his eyes.

No. No. This wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to be with Aizen again. But not like this. Hinamori stared at Aizen, questioning why he had to do this. Why must he kill them? He scoffed at her, she shouldn't have hesitated to come to him, nothing is holding her back anymore. Aizen turned his back to her and joined Gin and Tousen in the portal. He stared down at the girl, she lost her value. She was useless, not worth taking with them to Hueco Mundo. Hinamori looked at them, horrified that they were leaving her behind alone with everyone gone. She got up and ran after the men, hoping to reach them before the gate completely closed. She ran and reached the edge of the cliff, she was still too far. The gate closed shut and all traces of its existence vanished in the sky.

Standing at the edge of the cliff, Hinamori watched the little loose rocks break off and fall below into the void. She glanced over her shoulder at the massacre her stupidity created, eyes focused on the boy with the stained white taicho haori. She faced forward and closed her eyes, feeling the wind dance around her. With her last exhale of air, she ceased control of balancing her body and let the gust of wind from behind shove her off the cliff.

Hinamori awoke in the middle of the night sweating and lightly heaving from dream she had. Lately, her dreams have been taking over her. The subconscious of her mind creating a world that her heart dearly wanted to live in. But they never ended well as her heart and conscious clashed.

She felt something wet on her futon. Hinamori was still in the yukata she wore to the festival earlier that evening, too drunk change and too lazy to tuck herself in bed properly half her body hung off the futon. Her head ached as she rose up too quickly. Hinamori looked around to find the cause of her wet futon but couldn't conclude to anything. She looked up at the ceiling and put out her hand to feel for water, but it wasn't raining for the roof to be leaking. She glanced down at her lap, at the wet stain on the yukata. Hinamori slapped herself on the cheek for being too old to be wetting the bed. Must be the sake, she assumed. She changed into her night yukata and ran out her room.

Still feeling the effects of the sake she headed towards Hitsugaya's room. Hinamori stood outside staring at his door. Her hand slowly lifted and touched the smooth surface of the wooden door. She closed her eyes and felt for his reiatsu. He was alive and sleeping. Of course he would be, it was a dream. Letting go she turned around and readied to leave when a loud hiccup came out. She cupped her hand over her mouth and tried to sneak away before she woke him up but the sound of a door sliding open stopped her in her tracks.

"What are you doing, Hinamori?" he asked as he leaned against the frame of the door.

She had been caught already so she might as well ask him, "Um, do you have an extra futon?"

"Why, what happened to yours? Don't tell me you-"

"It's being cleaned!" she cut him off before he could finish. He sighed, not wanting to aggravate her any further for she might still be drunk he headed inside to look for an extra futon. Hinamori stepped in his quarters, waiting by the entrance. As he walked to the storage closet he could hear her little hiccups from a distance.

He returned with futon in hand but she disappeared. Confused, he looked outside in all directions to catch a glimpse of her but didn't see anything.

-Hiccup-

It was coming from his room. He peaked inside his room, sure enough she was there laying in his bed tucked in and sleeping. Hitsugaya took a moment to preserve in his memories the scene of her sleeping delicately with the moonlight radiating through the window on to her body. He was amazed at how fast she feel asleep, he wasn't gone for more than five minutes. He placed the extra futon down beside her and laid down. He couldn't help but gaze at her sleeping face. He smiled at her cheeks, still flushed from the sake.

You've got this new head filled up with smoke
I've got my veins all tangled close
To the jukebox bars you frequent
The safest place to hide
A long night spent with your most obvious weakness
You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want
'Cause you are everything I'm not

Without warning, her eyes opened and looked back at his. He gulped, he got caught staring at her. She propped herself up on one elbow and gradually leaned closer to him. He too, rose up to meet her eyes.

And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close (How close is close enough?)
We lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close

I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way

She looked so seductive with her blushed cheeks, luscious rose lips and the loosely tied yukata hanging off her shoulder. "Hitsugaya-kun..." she spoke in an alluring voice that made chills run down his spine. "I think... I..."

My inarticulate store bought hangover hobby kit
It talks, it says, "You, oh, you are so cool."
"Scissor shaped across the bed, you are red, violent red."
You hollow out my hungry eyes
You hollow out my hungry eyes

And we lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close (How close is close enough?)
We lay, we lay together just not
Too close, too close

He gulped as he anticipated what she was going to say. She captivated him with her beautiful hazel orbs that glisten from the moonlight. "I think.." she pulled in closer. She's going to say it, he held his breath, closing his eyes to ready himself.

I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way

"I drank too much." she passed out.

"EH?!" he slammed his head on the pillow. He paced down his breathing from the nervousness she caused him. He slapped a hand on his forehead, of course she wouldn't say what his heart wanted to hear. Don't be stupid. He scolded himself. She's just a friend.

I just wanna break you down so badly
Well I trip over everything you say
I just wanna break you down so badly
In the worst way (worst way)

Hitsugaya turned his head to look at her once more. His face furrowed when he saw her fidgeting in her sleep. Her face became struck with fright. She must be having a nightmare. Her hand laid angled up in the space between them, the fingers slightly twitched every now and then. Hitsugaya placed his hand in hers, embracing them together with a little pressure. The nightmare seemed to have stopped as she began to calm down.

I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave
No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
I'll make damn sure that you can't ever leave

Countless times, he couldn't do anything for her. He couldn't do anything for her when she found her taicho dead. He gave her his letter that drove her temporarily crazy. He couldn't do anything for her when she laid on the ground unconscious in the path of Ichimaru's zanpakuto. He watched as Matsumoto saved her life. He couldn't do anything to prevent harm to her even after locking her in the 10th division quarters. He found her body in a pool of her own blood hidden behind Aizen and Ichimaru.

He laid next to her, holding her hand. For the first time he felt he did something right. If his presence was all that she needed, he was happy. Her peaceful sleeping face was the last vision he saw as he closed his eyes to sleep. Even if that was all he could do, he was satisfied.


No, you won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me
You won't ever get too far from me (ever get too far)
You won't ever get too far...

Hinamori walked in the dark slowly, her breathing deepened, heart pounding. A low moan of her name from behind startled her to a stop. She turned around to the black smog that manifested itself an arm and it reached for her. She heaved a deep breath, "SHIRO-CHAN!" she closed her eyes while screaming with every ounce of air in her lungs. Hinamori opened her eyes to see the thing still in front of her. Abruptly, she felt something warm grab a hold of her hand. She turned to her side to see that he came after all. But this isn't good, he will only be overpowered by that thing and it's all her fault. She panicked.

She was ready to throw herself in the way to protect him but he slightly squeezed her hand. Hinamori looked into his eyes that were calm and confident. He gave her a smile in the corner of his mouth to let her know it was alright and they will overcome this together. With their zanpakuto ready, they rushed forward, hand in hand.

Hinamori opened her eyes, squinting at the bright morning sun rays shining through the window. She hadn't had a well rested night as last night in a while. Hinamori jerked up from the bed as the surroundings in the room weren't familiar, she realized she wasn't in her room. She turned to see Hitsugaya sleeping not too far from her. That's right, I forgot I slept in his room last night. As Hinamori got up from the bed, Hitsugaya stirred in his sleep. She quickly placed a barrier around herself to prevent her reiatsu from waking him up.

Hitsugaya rolled to his side, he opened his eyes. He got up, cursing himself for sleeping in when he had work to do. He remembered Hinamori and looked around for her. The futon she had slept in was gone and there was no trace of her reiatsu. Hitsugaya looked in the closet to find the futon nicely folded in the corner.

She walked through the 10th division, heading to the main gate. It was still quite early that morning but there were plenty of shinigami already up and about. The wondering shinigami's were gawking her as she walked by. She noticed and she checked herself. Although she was wearing her pink night yukata, she was decent. She was even covered up with a dark navy blue haori she grabbed from Hitsugaya's closet. Nothing seemed out of place and she wasn't exposed anywhere as she could see. She shrugged her shoulders and continued to head out the gate.


Ugh! I had such a hard time on this one. My first draft came out too fluffy to my liking, and the second was too angsty. I was going to put up the second version and add the fluffy one at the end just for fun but then I hated to have two versions so I put them together and here you have it! I hope it turned out well.

And the insert song: Taking Back Sunday – Make Damn Sure (Acoustic-love this version)

Thank you for reading!