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Rukia's heart was beating faster than usual. Her lips quivered and she bit them so hard that they bled. Her hands on her lap were embracing each other as they trembled. Her eyes were wide and they stared on the ground for more than fifteen minutes. She was shaking so hard as she sat on the chair outside the infirmary alone. Her mind went back to the nightmares that haunted her ever since the day she shot her leader. Those yellow, animalistic eyes that glares at her like a predator spotted a prey.

In her nightmare, she will always be in a pitch-black room with no light source. Her usual routine will be kneeling on the ground and hugging herself so tightly to feel protected. A pair of hands then crept around her neck like snakes and they will slither up to cup her face. Next, she will feel a mouth pressing against her pale, exposed neck and it will kiss its way to her neck. She will always shiver when cold breaths hits her ear.

"My princess..." It will say, voice not calming nor gentle. They are always filled with malice. It will inhale her scent at the crooked of her neck with exaggerated sighs as its hands roamed around her body. For some reason, no matter how much she tried, she can't move a finger. Rukia always sat there like a doll, with fear in her expression. "Ah... How much I want to make you mine, all mine..."

Her head will be forcefully turn to face it. Her wide, frozen violet eyes will connect to the yellow eyes that she fears so badly.

"Mine..."

Her dreams will always flow in this way. No matter what she do, she will never escape its grasp.

"Rukia." She jumped and looked at the blonde male standing beside her. Ichigo's face was filled with concern and curiosity. "Are you okay...? You don't look good." Rukia forced a smile and shook her head.

"I'm okay. Just a little... Surprised with everything..." She replied softly. Ichigo frowned softly and sighed. He didn't believe her. Knowing her for these few years, she have the tendency to hide her own fear within herself. Without knowing, she's straying to the path where Toushiro was going, until it ruined him. He never share his personal emotions nor his life to them and he always tried to resolve them himself. After witnessing what happened that night in the warehouse, he finally knew what was haunting the male for so long. And since the male was out for awhile, it turned its sight to Rukia, and began haunting her. Ichigo knew. She took the blame of that incident herself and occasionally visualize it chasing after her. Whether is it real or psychological, he do not know.

Rukia is like a sister to him now, and he don't know how to help her.

And that frustrated him, a lot.

He asked his girlfriend, Orihime to help him, as he know that she likes the petite girl and thought of her as one of her best friend. Orihime similarly can't drag her out of the hellhole known as fear.

"Rukia, your lips, they are bleeding." Ichigo knelt down in front of her and took out his handkerchief. Rukia stares at him with those wide glassy (because of he tears) eyes of hers like a little girl. He gently pulled her lips away from her teeth by the chin and dabbed the punctured wounds with the cloth. "Y'know..." He started. "I'm always here for you... You act like my sisters sometimes, so I tend to act like an older brother in these kind of situation." He sighed dramatically and dropped his arms. "I just... I just want you to know that I'm always here for you. " He smiled softly. Rukia's lips quivered and the tears escaped her eyes.

She hugged him and buried her face in his shirt. "O-Okay..."

The emotional moment was halted when a scream was heard.

"Kyaaaa!"

Ichigo stood up immediately as one of the nurses scrambled out of the room, butt on the ground. The door opened harshly as cold wind escaped the room.

"What the?!" He covered his eyes from the stinging cold wind. Rukia gasped and ran into the room against the wind. Similarly, she used her arm to partially shield her eyes from the wind. She was surprised when she saw that part of the room was covered with ice and frost and a doctor was knocked unconscious against a wall. On the bed sat a frustrated and confused Hitsugaya Toshiro who was the cause of the cold. His entire arm was covered in frost, and his hands which were gripping his hair tightly were similarly iced.

"...A-Ah..." Toushiro's shook uncontrollably as more ice appeared on the bed. Rukia shivered from the cold. "H-Help me... " He looked up at her as a tear slid down, only to freeze midway.

"I will help you... Please calm down." Rukia was afraid. But she had to be strong in order to stop him. She took a step towards him and winced when the temperature was lowered near him. She raised a hand slowly and touched his arm, but he screamed.

"IT HURTS! AHHHHHHH!" He shrieked, and a wave of icy wind pushed her away to the ground. Ichigo caught Rukia and looked at the male with wide eyes.

"What the hell is going on with him?!"

"His head... It's hurting." Rukia pushed away from Ichigo and attempted to go towards the shrieking male.

"M-Momo help me!" Rukia's heart ached but she ignored it and went anyway. She took him in her small arms tightly. "NOOOO! MO-"

"I'm here!" He stopped his rampaging and froze. Rukia was practically shivering like she's close to hypothermia. It's like she's hugging an ice sculpture.

"M-mo...?" He asked softly.

Rukia shook her head but replied, "I'm not Momo... But I'm here."

"You are here..." He whispered, and then fell back into slumber.


Momo.

That was the only thing he remembered. Was it a name of something or someone precious? Was it the love of his life that made him remember her? He don't know. All he knew was that if he only remembered this name, it should be pretty important in his life.

Momo.

He was in pain. He was overwhelmed with power and his surroundings became cold. He froze his bed sheet and the needle that was injecting into him. He groaned in pain. The nurse touched his arms with concern, and that was when he went out of control. The power within him escapes and a strong wave of cold wind pushed everyone away from him. It hurts so badly. His head hurts so so so so so badly.

Momo.

He want the person with the only name he remember to be with him, to stop his pain. He needed her here. His heart was pounding so hard against his ribcage that it hurts. Now he have two places that are in pain. He heard a voice. A female voice. "I will help you... Please calm down." She said.

Momo?

Her soft hand touched his arms but another wave of pain hits him. He screamed and unleashed another wave of ice. More ice appeared around him and the temperature lowered. He needed warmth. He needed it desperately. He called out for her.

Momo!

Help him! He shook uncontrollably as he started to hyperventilate. Warm arms trapped him, and he screamed in panic again, only to stop when the same voice spoke. "I'm here!" He stopped shaking.

Momo...

She's here for him. His powers calmed down and he immediately melted into her. He mumbled out her name as his eyelid started to become heavy. "I'm n... M...m... I... here..." His sleepy mind only allowed him to catch a few words.

But all he know is that she's here for him.

Momo is here for him.

"You are here..." He sleepily whispered and fell asleep.


To be continued


Great! She fucked his life up before and now she's back to fuck up more! Good job Momo! I didn't want to ruin Shiro's life, but for the story I will have to do this. I'm sorry... D; Tbh, I wrote this chapter for about five times with five different plots and imo this turned out the best.

Shiro's superhuman abilities comes with a bonus skill apparently. It is to control ice. Similar to Hyourinmaru eh? I wanted to portray how screwed up Rukia was because of everything and damn, I pity the girl. She deserves better for all the care she have given to people.

But I'm evil so you guys have to bear with it.

BTW, I'm in a new school studying animation! Hence I will be filled with work and stuff... Draw, draw and draw. But I love to draw. So I'm prepared! Wish me luck people!