Snow People- Ch 10

Hitsugaya x Hinamori

A/N: Kya! Hey everyone! I've been inspired to not be unproductive (for some reason) hmm… let's think of ways we can make Hitsugaya fight with Hinamori shall we now? Chapter 10 of Snow People, drama everywhere! ) thank you for the GREAT reviews and comments everyone! I feel so loved –teardrop- anyways! Here's the next bit! Douzo!

Hinamori put the last corner of the sandwich into her mouth, chewing it slowly, savouring the sweetness of it. She found herself staring at Toushiro and he stuffed the last of the sandwich into his mouth, and he washed it down with a bit of orange juice. Hitsugaya gave Hinamori a look.

"What are you staring at?" He glared.

"You have a bit of…" She moved her finger to point at the corner of her mouth, and Hitsugaya trying to find what was wrong with his face, he wiped at his own face. "No no, the other side of your face." Hitsugaya struggled a bit longer, and then Momo finally spoke up and said, "Here, stop moving around." She grabbed a tissue and wiped the last little smear of peanut butter of his face. Hitsugaya blushed furiously and frowned. He was being treated like a little kid again.

"Uh, thanks…" He got up turned around, blushing. He bent over to Hinamori and gathered the plates and cups and put them onto the tray, then walked in the direction of the kitchen to put them into the sink. I'll wash them later… He glanced up at the clock, seeing that an hour had passed since they arrived at the house. He peered into the living room where Hinamori was sitting. She seemed to be looking outside. He wondered what she was thinking about. He walked into the living room, grabbing the chair he was sitting on earlier, on the way to Hinamori's side. Hinamori looked up to see Hitsugaya putting the chair down right beside hers, then sitting down, he looked outside. It was starting to lightly snow.

"So, where's you mom?" Hinamori inquired, Hinamori, trying to start a simple conversation to break the tension.

"She's at my aunt Mai's place."

"Oh, I remember her. She's the one that came over during thanksgiving with those two adorable twin kiddies, right?"

"Uh, yeah, that's her. She called saying she needed some help with them, so my mom's gone to help." He shifted in his chair uncomfortably. The silence came back again.

"So Shiro-chan, what do you plan to do over the-" Hinamori started, then got cut off by Hitsugaya.

"About yesterday…" he paused, frowning, he stared down to his feet, struggling to think of a way to say what was on his mind. He took a deep breath. "'m sorry if I had made you angry or sad, or whatever it was that you felt yesterday because I didn't want to. I just wanted to spend the day with you… I wasn't really planning on having that fight with him, it's just… he's so arrogant. And it… It really made me angry." He made a great effort to make what he was saying not as harsh sounding, even if he really did want to say some extra rude things about him.

"It's all fine now. No one's fighting right now and that's all that really matters to me anyway." She smiled. "But I don't think it's me you should be saying sorry to…"

"No." He wanted to tell her why he got so mad, how he actually felt towards her, but the words were stuck to the back of his throat. I want to tell you that it was because I felt like you like him more than me. "That's just… impossible."

"Why?" She looked at Hitsugaya, trying to read his face.

"Because… It was his fault to begin with!" He said in a low voice. He glowered at himself for not having the guts to tell her the truth.

"How was it his fault? You're the one that jumped on him!"

"Well, he deserves to be hit. Maybe that brought his ego back to the normal size." He tried to think of ways to convince himself that what he said made sense, that maybe she would understand that he only did those things because he was taking her father away from him.

"Hitsugaya Toushiro! I cannot believe you just said that! So sometimes he's a bit too proud of what he does, but that doesn't warrant you the right to… to… beat him up like that!"

"Look, I have my reasons, and he did deserve it…"

"Ok, then tell me what he did. Tell me what he did that made you so angry that you would attack him like a rabid animal." She said harshly.

Hitsugaya knew if he didn't explain now, she would be fuming like this for the whole Christmas break. But he couldn't bring himself to say that it was because he was resentful. He was jealous of him. "Just because, Ok? I can't explain." He yelled, standing up, which caused his chair to topple over. "I just can't." He was tired of not being able to explain himself. His face became one full of weariness.

Hinamori made a face, bursting with anger and hurt. "That's what I thought." She said, staring at Hitsugaya, who turned to face the window, in shame. Hitsugaya could hear the disappointment in her voice. He winced at the force and power of the words. They were not yelled, but the words said were chock-full of emotions. He could no longer bear the pain that throbbed through his veins like a poison that didn't kill him, but left him paralysed for life.

Hinamori looked at him a bit longer, then threw the blanket off, and took off the icepack off her ankle, and began to get up. Hitsugaya stared in awe as she began hobbling towards the door. As she got closer to the door, she sat down and put on her socks and shoes. She looked around to find something to grab onto to get up with. Hitsugaya walked to her. He tried helping her up, but she shook his hand off. He stepped back, letting her get up by herself. She hopped a few times, trying to gain some balance to walk.

"I'll walk you to your house-" He offered.

"It's Ok, I can help myself. Bye." She hopped out the door, the crossed the lawn to get to her door, then searching through her pockets, grabbed her key, opened the door, and after stepping in, she closed the door loudly. Toushiro watched from his own doorway, remembering that she was his neighbour. He leaned against the cold doorway, and closed his eyes.

"Ugh, Hitsugaya Toushiro… What have you done?" He asked himself. He opened his eyes, staring at the snow drifting down from the sky. "You are now officially being ignored," He said to himself quietly.

He stepped back into the confines of his house, closing the door behind him. He walked into the kitchen, looking at the sink full of dished waiting to be washed. I'm in no mood to wash you guys. Maybe later, I'll think about it. His eyes scanned across the room, landing on the clock. 1:27pm. Now, he wondered what he would do for the remainder of the day. He decided on taking a walk in the park, again, but this time, he hoped that he wouldn't have to talk to anyone, except maybe to himself in his head. He gathered his snow gear and sat down on the stairs. He put on his coat, then his earmuffs, and gloves, lastly shoving his boots into his already socked feet.

He hiked his way slowly and tiredly to the park again. Please let there be no one at the park. One fight a day is enough. He prayed in his head. He walked precariously, feeling like he wasn't going to get what he wanted.

Maybe God was off that day. He sure didn't hear his prayer because the person he didn't want to see the most was walking straight towards him.

To be continued!

A/N: oh my gosh! I'm sorry it took me so uber long to update! These HUGE walls kept blocking my way… TT stupid writer's blocks –shakes fists- well! Here's another chapter I hope I didn't leave you guys hanging there too much… and watch out for the next instalment to my lurvely story! Hitsugaya and Renji confront each other! –gasps- Maybe something good will happen ne? I'll try and update as soon as possible! I promise! But I don't know if I can get it in be the weekend, because I have a chunk of my summative project due on Monday, which, as of now, still has yet to begin. –sweatdrop- so stay tuned in! Comments and reviews welcome! (always!)