Sorry I haven't posted a chapter in so long. I had computer troubles and fan fiction wasn't working!!!
Anyways, on with the story!
TOSHIRO'S POV
After hearing all of that from ichigo, my head started felling heavy; suddenly I realized that I was very tired. I hadn't slept well for a very long time (rangiku's been slacking off more than usual lately and I have been left with all of her paperwork…)
Maybe ichigo and I could pretend were drunk and pass out in the bar… wait! Were the hell had that thought come from? Maybe I'm spending too much time with Rangiku… this is so not like me.
I looked up and realized that while I was thinking, ichigo had fallen asleep on his feet with his sword slung lazily over his shoulder. Maybe I'll just walk off without him, maybe freeze him on the spot.
Or maybe not, I thought to myself as his little sister Karin kurosaki came around the corner. She caught sight of him, and walked over slowly "wow. Is that really ichigo?"
What the hell? "Of course its ichigo, why?"
"Well, last time I saw him, his hair was combed and gelled back, and his shihaksho was hell tight and neat, he just looks different."
Okay, now this is strange. Everyone seems to be the opposites of themselves, except Karin, Shunsui and Rangiku. Maybe it's a clue of to what everyone would be like if my personality was different? No, it's bigger than that. It's what everyone would be like if Momo was dead. I couldn't even bear the thought of my childhood friend cold and dead, lying under the soil of some old and long forgotten cemetery. But Momo's death wouldn't influence ichigo at all. Would it? Could it?
My thoughts were interrupted by Karin "you look dead on your feet; you want to come stay at my house?" I was too tired to refuse so I just agreed with a nod and walked with her, and the now awake but silent ichigo. He looked too confused too speak. His questions were spelled plainly across his face.
Why the hell is my little sister here?
Why the hell is she wearing a captain's robe?
And why the fuck is it kenpachi's?!
I think I'll leave it to her to do the explaining.
Before I knew it we were at the squad 11 barracks and I was thinking that her house was huge.
Almost as big as mine!
She led us inside, and into two separate guest rooms. "I'll be back" she said to me she must of shunpo-ed because I didn't even realize that she had left. But my eyes were tired and lazy. In her hands were some of my shirts. They must be the other toshiro's. I thought to myself, but why would she keep some of his shirts on hand?
I looked at them and realized that they were the same shirts I wear when I don't feel like wearing a shihaksho.
"Urahara gave me these. I was wondering what they were for at the time."
"Damn you Urahara." was all I had to say for myself.
ICHIGO'S POV
As soon as I was sure Karin had left for good, and that she was sure that I was asleep, I snuck out of the bland, paper white guest room and went into toshiro's.
He was asleep. He looked so cute, wait; did I just think that toshiro hitsugaya was cute?!
I AM A MAN GODDAMMIT I AM NOT SOME RANDOM CHAPPY LOVER LIKE RUKIA, I AM A FREAKING MAN!!!
Wait; as I looked over to toshiro again I realized that he was hugging something. A plush toy, but not just any plush toy it happened to be 'chappy the rabbit'.
It took everything I had to suppress my laughter. I may be a chappy hating man, but toshiro wasn't. Actually, I'm not sure he's a man at all. He looked more like and elementary student. Not as short as he was once though.
Hitsugaya must have senesced my stare or something, because he started to stir, and I hadn't even laughed with a great effort on my behalf.
He woke up and automatically looked down to the toy in his grasp; almost like he was wondering what the hell he was doing holding a teddy. Maybe that's what Karin was doing all this time, waiting for toshiro to fall asleep and then placing a stuffed toy in his arms. My sister is a genius.
The temperature in the room dropped around 50 degrees. The first thought that came to my mind was that toshiro was going to blame me. I mean, why else would I be in his room? Maybe for the reason I actually came in here, you know, the one how I play the over-protective brother and I tell him to keep his hands off my sister? Obviously that thought didn't occur to him as he screamed my name (wow, for a guy who is so prejudiced on how high my scream is you'd think his scream would at least be moderately low instead of the squeal that came out of his mouth now) and then I ran.
I was the most scared I had ever been in my life. I was less scared when I fought kenpachi and I was probably half as scared as this when I fought Byakuya. I ran to were I thought my sister's office should be and then I ran inside and gave Karin a quick high five before hiding behind her. I might be stronger than both of them put together, but I really wasn't up for this fight and I knew that hitsugaya would never hurt Karin and that's what formed my resolve to stand behind my baby sister.
Well not really stand. I sort of had to crouch. What? She is shorter than me
And that was exactly when toshiro released his zanpaku-to consequently destroying the whole of Karin's office
Sorry it's so short!!! Couldn't think of anything else to put in it.
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