Summary: The latest trend in Soul Society is to wear flowers in your hair! Hitsugaya and Hinamori rebuild their relationship with the iron will to trust each other again through laughter, tears and a blur of colors... Hitsu-Hina

Colors

Green... A Hitsu-Hina Moment

By Fantasy "Effie" Inc

A/N: If you want to know where this came from, I'll only say that I'm a sucker for dancing scenes. Enough said. So you'd think that if I love dancing scenes so much, I would know something beyond simple waltz and salsa, right? I realized the importance of the color wasn't straightforward, so I added the thing in the title. I like it. If you guys like it, I'll put up the ones I wrote for the other colors!

Disclaimer: Kubo-san would never take as long as me to update! I don't own Bleach; sorry.


Green

Stand like a tree; tall and proud.


Forward, right, backward, left.

Forward, right, backward, left.

Forward, right, backward, spin, left, right.

Forwa-

"Hitsugaya-kun, why are we here?" Hinamori whispered loudly. "I've had seven drinks," she added, throwing another cup in the garbage.

"I... don't know." His eyes followed the graceful dancing partners easily swirling around the fancy ballroom. His eyes narrowed when his robes began to itch. Do not scratch, do not scratch! This will all be over in-

"Hitsugaya-taichou, are you having a pleasant time?" Green eyes flashed to an impassive Kuchiki-taichou.

"Yes. The annual Spring Ball is lovely," Hitsugaya said in the exact same tone.

Hinamori glared at her friend. "It's actually very bori-"

"Hinamori-fukutaichou thinks this is a very beautiful scene."

"Is it? Thank you."

"..."

"... I shall be tending to my other guests."

"Please, go ahead." Hinamori rolled her eyes.

"It's bori-"

"Hinamori! Let's dance," he tried with a strained smile. Hinamori looked from the back of the 6th Division back to her best friend holding out his hand.

"Okay," she said, blushing. He used both hands to clasp her left hand, pulling her towards the dance floor. "Wait! Hitsugaya-kun, you can't dance!" she laughed, stopping. Hitsugaya glared.

"You can't either," he said calmly.

"Yes, I can!" Hinamori argued, spinning. It made her robes fly up a little, showing off maybe an inch or two of her legs but he loved it. She looked so innocent.

"That's nice, Hinamori." Hitsugaya patted her head as if she were a dog.

"Shiro-chan!"

"..." Wordlessly, he stared at her hand in his. It looked ordinary, with a bit of the thumbnail chewed off, but he suddenly realized something. She trusted him. She let him touch her- Why hadn't he noticed this before?!

"Shiro-chan?"

You're such a girl! C'mon, sweep her off her feet! Feel the burn; swing her 'round- Whoops, wrong music...

"Hinamori... thank you..."

"Huh?" But he was already carefully turning her, loving the smile on her face. Hitsugaya counted out the steps like before, smirking. His brains had come through for him! He wasn't just a perverted teen!

"Ah... Shiro-chan?"

Forward, right, backward, left.

"Shiro-chan?"

Forward, right, backward, left.

"Shiro-chan!"

Forward, right, backward, spin-

"Wha-"

"AIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"

They'd crashed into the garbage can. Napkins and food were splashed all over the two.

"Hitsugaya-taichou."

When this is over, I'm going to kick the Kuchiki Byakuya's ass and blame it on Madarame.

"Wait a minute," Hitsugaya snapped. "Hinamori?" He turned to his right, where a huge, green glob of frosting was stuck on Hinamori's hair. It was shaped like a flower.

Oh, now this is too coincidental!

"Hitsugaya-taichou-"

The mentioned taichou stood up, grabbing Hinamori's frosting covered hand.

"I will be leaving now. I had the most boring time."

"Hitsugaya-taichou, wha-"

But the tricky thing about taichous is that they have shunpo. The two were already gone.

"Hitsugaya-kun..."

"Let's dance," he whispered, spinning her outside the Kuchiki Manor.

"Okay!" Hitsugaya thought she looked so sweet and innocent in the fading sunset. When he saw the frosting still in her hair, he smirked. Hinamori could never take a break from those flowers. They followed her innocence.

Too bad he missed her blush.


A/N: This was really hard for me to write. My original idea for Green got switched to Purple, because if you think about it, the whole story moves from one time of day to another. Morning- Afternoon- Sunset- Night. So now you know that Purple is set at night. It's not important, so don't worry about it.

The refrence to Hinamori letting him touch her is in White, when she flinched when he tried to brush the petals off her hair. I liked that because she didn't even have to wear the flower intentionally, right? So I tried to put that in here. She didn't intentionally wear a flower, meaning the fad is over. But it's still very nice and romantic to wear flowers in your hair. I like doing that.

I hoped you enjoyed this... well overdue chapter. I just couldn't think of a scenario after my original idea was used for Purple... -fumes-

Effie's out! XOXO