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The next day, Hitsugaya went to visit Tamara who was still unconscious. He sat there, and when he was there Tamara's body had relaxed ever so slightly. He didn't notice this since he was too distracted by his thoughts mingling with his concern. Sitting by Tamara's side was torture, knowing that he couldn't do anything to help, though it was less painful to be somewhere else and know that there was nothing he could do. Hitsugaya lowered his head in his hands, obviously stressed. A slight moan escaped Tamara's pale lips, and his head came out of his hands to look at the tormented girl. Then it lowered again when he knew that a moan was all he was going to get out of her.
Hours passed, and Hitsugaya fell asleep. His arms laid on the bed, and where his hands met, his head rested there. Tamara observed this when she woke up the next morning. When she suddenly saw Hitsugaya sleeping on the bed she was laying on, she started to loudly say something in surprise. However, she didn't finish her exclamation as she relaxed and calmed down when she realized it was only Hitsugaya. Tamara smiled a small smile to herself, and let her hand wander to part of Hitsugaya's exposed wrist. His head shifted so it laid on her hand. She gasped a little, and then relaxed once more. Then she laid her head back down on the white pillow.
Hitsugaya awoke a while later. His green eyes opened slowly, and his head began to rise. His eyes still showed his tiredness, but when he saw that Tamara was still unconscious, his head started going back down. However, it did not meet the white sheet again.
"I think you've gotten enough sleep already, Hitsu-chan." Hitsugaya's eyes widened, his sleepiness gone, and straightened up when he heard the soft, gentle voice. Tamara giggled. However, she stopped short as something completely shocking happened: two arms had wrapped around her in a hug. Tamara's purple eyes widened as her breath still, partially from the particularly tight hug. She giggled, and then stopped.
"You're either drunk, which I somehow doubt, or you're still asleep. Either way you've lost all your common sense, because they're other people watching," Tamara said with an unnoticeably forced dull tone, and Hitsugaya immediately let go and spun around. There, in the doorway, stood Matsumoto Rangiku and Abari Renji. They looked at each other with shocked expressions, and then at Tamara and Hitsugaya with the same expressions. Hitsugaya glared at the two lieutenants, and they started backing away. Once they were gone, Hitsugaya turned back to Tamara.
"How are you feeling?" Hitsugaya asked. The question was so sporadic that Tamara couldn't answer for a few moments.
"Much better, thanks," Tamara answered, a little unsure of herself. Silence passed between them after that.
"So...uh, what have I missed?" Tamara asked, trying to think of something to talk about.
"Nothing exciting," Hitsugaya replied. Tamara laughed. Hitsugaya raised an eyebrow at her.
"Good. I like to be in the action instead of just hearing about it."
"Well, you haven't missed anything."
"Hai. So have they made a decision yet?"
"What decision?"
"About whether or not they're going to kill me or not!"
"Oh, that decision. Iie."
"Do they usually take this long to decide over something so.....trifling?"
"Iie. Usually, they decide things in one or two meetings."
"Huh. I guess they're having some debate, huh?"
"I guess."
"Oh well. Whatever they decide I'll be fine with." However, when Tamara said this, Tamara felt awkward, something just didn't feel right. Hitsugaya noticed this too. They felt that this statement wasn't entirely true anymore.
"So..." Hitsugaya started, but stopped when he saw Tamara's eyes expand.
"N-nani?" Tamara leaned over the side of her bed, opposite to Hitsugaya, and the contents of her stomach exited her mouth and into the conveniently placed garbage can. Hitsugaya thought why it had to be that moment Tamara had to throw up with a large sweat drop at the back of his head; he had something seriously important to ask her.
Tamara asked for something to wipe her mouth with, and then she proceeded to throw it away. She then smiled tiredly at Hitsugaya. She was still tremendously pale.
"You should rest some more, you're still ill," Hitsugaya told her. Tamara smiled sadly to herself, and then nodded.
"Hai." Hitsugaya left when Tamara fell asleep. As he walked down the hall he couldn't help but replay the image of Tamara's sad smile. He suddenly felt angry that something could make Tamara smile so sadly. What am I thinking?! He thought to himself afterwards. He shook his head as if to clear it, and then that important question popped up in his mind. What happened to Tamara that would cause such misery and stress?
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