At the convention...
In the park where Hitsugaya had ended up after the 'old lady incident' he sat pondering the situation some more on a bench. Still annoyed, he had decided to drop his illusion so that he could think without being distracted. It didn't really matter that much since the park was nearly empty and he had, by this point, gotten used to weird looks for his hair anyway. If they were going to stare at him, he was really going to give them something to stare about. Unfortunately, not everybody thought it was weird...
"Oh wow!" cried a girl, dressed very oddly and running up to him, "Your cosplay costume is amazing!!"
"Dude! It seriously is!!" agreed a boy, coming up behind her and dressed in strange clothes as well although they were very different from the girls.
'Did he just say cosplay...'thought Hitsugaya with worry, 'isn't that what Matsumoto is always trying to get me to do?!'
The young Capitan decided that he didn't know enough about the situation to react and so he settled with simply glaring at them instead. However, his plan seem to backfire since this seemed to just impress them even more.
"Haha! You really have the character down," praised the girl, still admiring his clothes.
"Yeah," approved the boy ('Did he agree with this girl on everything?' wondered Hitsugaya), "You look just like Toushiro Hitsugaya from Bleach."
Now that gave the Captain a start. He jumped to his feet in defense and drew up his aura, giving them one of his coldest glares (one of the ones he usually saved for Matsumoto when she did something unbelievably dumb... like telling Yachiru there was some weird place called Candy Mountain hidden in the Squad Ten barracks somewhere. It took him months to get the pink-haired menace to stop lurking around his barracks and attacking his men trying to get them to tell her it's location.)
"How do you know who I am?" he demanded angrily, still not letting up the glare.
Strangely, this didn't intimidate the pair like it was intended to. Instead they became even more impressed and started talking about how amazing he was at stay in character, although they were confused as to why he was doing so before he even reached the convention. They discussed this for awhile, seemingly forgetting that the Captain was still there, before finally deciding that he must be a very, veryserious cosplayer. It was safe to say that Toushiro was extremely confused...
"We're so sorry, Captain Hitsugaya," began the girl, smirking, "We didn't mean to be disrespectful. It's just that you're so famous..."
"Yeah," nodded the boy, "Sorry to upset you like that. So were on your way to the convention right? Did you not know where it is? I know that the human world must be very confusing for you so we'll show you where it is!"
And with that, before Toushiro could even figure out what was going on (much less object), the duo grabbed his arms and dragged him off at a trot. The small Captain never stood a chance.
-At a nearby location a little while later-
Hitsugaya stood in the middle of the crowded auditorium, completely lost and trying to figure out where those two kids had gone. Unfortunately, everybody seemed to blend together and so between that and the large crowd that had surrounded him to admire how much he looked like himself he had no idea where they went.
"...He's so short, too!" crooned one of the admirers, causing Hitsugaya to twitch.
"I AM NOT SHORT!" he yelled angrily, breaking free of the group to storm off.
Distracted by his anger, he ran into someone in his rush to escape.
"Oh, sorr-!!" was all the Captain got out.
Standing in front of him was another him... only taller and with really bad acne. It took the little Capitan a few seconds to register the horror of this and when he did...
"AHHHHHHHH!!" scream the Capitan in terror, his eyes burning as if he had been pepper sprayed again. But he didn't get very far before... CRASH!!
"Owww..." muttered Hitsugaya in pain, due to the sudden collision.
Looking up to see who he had smashed into, Hitsugaya felt a sudden wave of relief. In front of him, in the familiar black and white, was the mark of Squad Six. The lost Captain was just about to tell Byakuya how relived he was to see him when he suddenly turned around. The body inside the coat was not the Squad Six Captain. He was fat, greasy, and had yellow teeth... and that was ignoring the breath that went with it.
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!!" cried the white-haired Captain, jumping to his feet and making a mad dash for the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" asked a sudden voice from behind him as numerous people suddenly moved to block the doorway, "We haven't even done the group photo yet..."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"
A(s)/N: That last line by the random person was meant to be said in a very creepy voice (think Orochimaru for those of you who watch Naruto). I've never actually been to a convention so I'm sorry if I mis-portrayed them but I figured that with the luck I'm associating with our little Capitan this is the kind he would end up at. I hope you like!
So thanks to everyone who suggested this idea to me. There was quite a few and I'm too tired to try and look them all up... I'm soooo sorry! And wow... I've been mispelling Captain this entire time... how shameful. I'm going to go back and fix it though. Hehe, sorry! (Strange... nobody's ever pointed it out... ever.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of it's characters. Ah... but we can dream, no? So R&R!!
