Title: The Return

By: Metamorcy

Rating: M

Pairing: Hitsugaya x Ichimaru, Ichigo x Hichigo, Grimmjow x Ulquiorra

Summary: Hitsugaya's dark past in placed dreams; a deep love for a person he can no longer remember the name to haunts him in the present. But his problems with the past are catching up and Ichimaru isn't helping. AU

Disclaimer: don't own Bleach

N/A: I'm now rushing in this. There are only two chapters or less left now depending on my mood!!


Chapter 12

A few days later

Hitsugaya had gotten used to working with Ichimaru and had learned a few things in the process. The guy was lazy in many ways, leaving more work for him but it wasn't as bad as it had been back at the company. Plus, it wasn't as tense like the last environment either. He had finally been able to move in with the man after reassuring multiple times to Hinamori that he would be okay. It had taken quite a bit of convincing and even more to tell everyone not to follow him to his new place so they could make sure he would be okay.

As he dusted the shelf carefully; he made sure it appeared spotless and ready for use and with watching his feet; he shifted to the next one. While he had been here, the cats of the store had grown fond of him, enough to make Petite jealous of them, though, he hardly noticed the little guy that hid in his clothes, not that he minded anymore. When he shifted his feet again, he felt multiple types of sensations brush against his legs and glanced down. It was the cats. He bent over then sat on the ground, allowing the creatures to jump on his shoulders and curl around him, rubbing against his cheeks, meowing. Gate crawled onto his chest and settled down, tail waging.

"Hey, there." Hitsugaya scratched the beast's head carefully and sudden jumped when he felt Petite crawl up his shirt and poke its head out the top. "You too."

The snake-like creature made a squeak, wrapping itself around his throat and fell back asleep. The cats meowed louder, wanting to have some attention, and Hitsugaya could only sigh, heading into the kitchen. "Alright, alright, you guys win. I'll get you your lunch."

As he entered the kitchen of the building, he suddenly stopped. If there was one thing he never thought Ichimaru would do, it would be cooking. Yes, Gin Ichimaru was at the stove, cooking lunch, how amazing was that? That said man noticed the new presence and the furry beings that were rubbing against his leg and turned.

"Oh, Snowy." He waved his boney fingers, trying to get the younger albino's attention. "You hungry?"

Hitsugaya had been so shocked that he had forgotten to snap back for the nickname. "You know how to cook?…Is it safe?"

Ichimaru raised an eyebrow at this. "Yeah, I know how to cook. Someone had to do it and yes, it's safe. Fuse can't cook; she doesn't really have taste buds for it so that leaves only me. I wished you know how to, that would make things easier."

"You're just trying to get out of work some more!" The ice prince cried back, storming in. "And a simple thing such as cooking isn't going to kill you!"

"Aw, Snowy is angry. Here, taste." The owner lifted the spatula off the pan, a few pieces of what looked like pasta on top. He raised it to the ice prince's lips, waiting for him to open up. Hitsugaya stared at the spatula before complying and sampled it as ordered.

"This is…quite good." The younger albino licked his lips at the flavor. He had to admit, the food tasted great. It wasn't like anything he had eaten before, not even when he had to go out for company dinners.

"Wonderful!" Ichimaru snuck around, putting down the utensil and turning off the heat. He picked up a glass of milk he had been drinking and then smirked when an idea suddenly popped into his head. Sipping on the white liquid while making sure he didn't swallow any it, he then grabbed Hitsugaya at the arm, pushing him forward. Their lips connected, the owner dominating the kiss instantly, bringing a hand up into the younger albino's hair. He lifted the head higher, making the ice prince open his mouth.

Hitsugaya felt a cool liquid drip into his mouth and chocked slightly as it went down his throat. He tried to resist, making little sounds of protest but couldn't. The grip on the back of his head was too tight and powerful. Giving in, he swallowed the milk, little droplets of it was tickling down the side of his mouth and to the chin where Ichimaru licked it off. Right afterwards, Hitsugaya raised a hand up and slapped the other along the head once released.

"Ow!" The taller man cried out, cradling his throbbing forehead. He innocently gazed back at the red-faced Hitsugaya and whined. "That hurts, you know."

"Be glad it wasn't a punch instead!" Hitsugaya shook his fist, calming his beating heart down and leaned against the counter top before sighing. During that process, a certain kitten had jumped upon the top during the commotion. Before the ice prince knew it, a large fur ball hit him at the chest, knocking him to the floor with a loud thump. The fur ball meowed, licking his cheeks where the leftover milk remained. The other cats joined in, savaging his face. He squirmed at the tickling feelings and almost started laughing, pushing each cat off one by one only to get replaced by another. "Ah! Stop that!"

Ichimaru was above, grinning, watching the cats tackle his young lover. Hitsugaya saw it and sneered. "H-Hey, what are y-you waiting for?! Help me out!"

"Alright, alright." The owner huffed, putting his hands on each side of his thighs. "Hey, come on, get up. Poor Snowy can't make you any food if you're on top of him like that. You can pester him later."

The cats complied, jumping off and wandered over to the fox-like grinning man. The younger albino sat up with his clothes and hair all messy and sighed again, this time in relief. He brought up his sleeves and rubbed the sensations on his skin off, the slobber as well.

"Ichimaru, you got too many pets, you know that."


Hitsugaya hated hot days where the sun was beaming down on him and made him feel all sweaty and heavy. It was something he despised. He rose up a hand to shield his eyes, glancing around the area. Gate was on his shoulder, groaning about the heat as well while Petite was tucked away somewhere. He stepped into a park, not the same one as before when he had been attacked, and momentarily looked into the sky. A sea of gray clouds was making its way over but not fast enough to cover the blue. He had come out for a walk but he was quickly regretting it. He was near his old company and could see the tall building towering over the trees, the windows reflecting the sunlight. The furry beast to his side grew uncomfortable at something, grumbling and licked his cheek to get his attention.

"What is it?" Hitsugaya patted the creature softly on the head, rubbing the tender spot. Gate didn't purr into the touch which was unusual. The ice prince took note of that. "What's wrong?"

"Excuse me, sir?"

The albino flinched, he hadn't been expecting anyone. How could someone sneak up to him without noticing at all? He grounded his teeth together and turned around to see a middle-aged man with short brown hair that was pulled back with a single bang on the forehead. He had a smile, one that Hitsugaya didn't like though it appeared extremely kind and gentle. The ice prince noted that not too far away was another man with dark skin and had something covering the eyes. He paused in answering but did reply after awhile. "Yes?"

"Ah, I need some directions, would you be kind enough to help me?" The man smiled again, tilting his head. Gate, who was still on his shoulder, hissed but it didn't seem to be aimed at the person.

Hitsugaya hesitated. "Sure…where are you heading to?"

"Seireitei." The man leaned forward since he was must taller than the albino. "Oh and I'm Aizen Sousuke. The man over there is my bodyguard, Touson."

"Hitsugaya." He tried to act pleasant and then shifted to the side. "If you want to know, Seireitei is right over there, its one of the biggest buildings in town. Why are you heading there?"

"I have some unfinished business left with that place."

"I see."

"Well, anyway, thanks kid." Aizen waved his hand lightly.

"I'm not a kid, I'm already eighteen!" Hitsugaya cried back in rage.

Aizen blinked. "But that's not what it looks like to me." The man's expression suddenly turned into a mixture of seriousness and surprise.

There was a call from behind, from that Touson guy, who was running forward. "Behind you!"

Before Hitsugaya even managed to turn around, something hard slammed into the back of his head. He felt his vision go black and fell into something rough below. Voices were calling out to him and there were numerous of footsteps.

And then he lost consciousness.


I shortened this considerately, no majority. It was originally supposed to be two chapters long but it was made into one with a few pages. I'm only doing this because I didn't get very many reviews and that I was really pissed off. Sorry about that. :P