Stare. Stare. Stare. Neither of you blinked, though you highly suspected this was because he couldn't. All you knew was that you had no intentions of blinking. You didn't want to miss a moment of this after all. He was just too cute! All that soft spiky white hair, those big eyes woven out of inky black and the brightest turquoise, that cuddly little body. Oh, you couldn't stand it anymore! With a squeal only fangirls are capable of making, you grabbed the Toshiro plushy you'd been staring down and hugged it tight to your chest. What you wouldn't give, you thought, sighing, to have plushies be able to come to life, just like they did in the show. That would be so fantastic, you thought as you crawled under the blankets, Toshiro now cradled in one arm. Clutching him close, you settled down to another night of wandering Soul Society in your dreams, safe in Toshi's arms.
And so concludes the day of yet another crazy Bleach fangirl.
