Child of the Hogyoku

Chapter 37

Ichigo couldn't get much out of Toushiro for the rest of the week. He did as he was told. Did his training even though Hyorinmaru was reluctant to listen to him. Ichigo thought maybe he just needed some space. That everyone fussing over him was getting on his nerves as Ichigo getting all protective tipped it but it had been days and there still wasn't anything from him.

"What do you think, Rangiku?" He'd gone to Rangiku often for advice on how to take care of the rencarnation of her fomer captain and she titleted her head in thought as she watched him train.

"Maybe he's angey at Aizen," She thought loud as he dodged round Ikkaku's attacks, "Maybe he's questioning what his life is. If he is nothing but a memory or an experement. He could even just be scared, but trying to hide it so not to look weak," She sighed, "So much can run through his head it's hard to keep up."

Ichigo nodded, trying to understand but simple fact the he was missing a large piece of information meant that he would never know what was going on in the boys head. He would never know the determinantion that made him swing his blade was a hatred for those who sat around and watched as he trained.

"But my main suggestion Ichigo is wait," Rangiku smiled.

"What?" He blinked.

"Momo always had a way with him," She replied, "She could get closer to him than anyone. I say see if he changes after meeting her."

Although Ichigo was looking for a quicker solution he sighed, "I guess it'll do for now."

"So what I'm playing meet and greet again?" The cold pre-teen grumbled as he walked to Urahara's the Monday of Momo's arrival.

"You've been a real brat lately you know that?" Renji glared down.

Toushrio met his eyes but it was a quick prompt for Rangiku to hit in on the back of the head.

"What he has?" Renji flinched back from the big breated lady.

"Whatever..." The boy muttered shoving his hands in his pockets and walking forward.

They arried at Urahara's as usual and went down into the underground.

"Let try get a bit of kido done before hand," Yoruichi suggested.

With a nod he practiced some of the spells he'd begun to master already before being inturrupted by a light.

"Toushiro," Rangiku called.

He looked round to see the doors to the soul socialty fade into existance and slowly begin to open. He came over but looked at everyone strangly.

Was this Shinigami important or something? Why did everyone want him to meet her so badly? It was just Renji's Lietenent swapping with Rukia for a bit. So why did everyone seem to be making such a fuss?

He moved his teal eyes to watch a petiti figure come through the light. She held her hands cupped in front of her and stopped looking over them. Toushiro sudied her. She had her brown hair tired in a bun but bangs still framed her face. She didn't look like anything special yet everyone was silent like they were waiting for something.

Her eyes stopped on him and it was almost instant tears. Toushiro tensed as his hug sense tingled and as he predicted the girl's arms were around him.

"Hey," He tried to shrug her off gently seeing she was a bit upset.

"Lil'Shiro..." She hugged him tighter.

It hit him.

Like a tidal wave the memory hit him. His teal eyes were wide he literaly started to shake.

Growling at the pain as his back hit the ground the tenth captain forced his teal eyes to stay open. He wasn't done. Pushing past the searing pain and his bankai shattered the young captain pushed himself from the ground.

"Bas-Bastard..." He thoughts were only anger.

Everything he had to endure was him. All this pain was Aizen's fault. He stumbled on his feet and looked up. At least he could say he had all his limbs. Jumping up to rejoin the battle for his vengence once more he stopped.

He didn't expect it. He could never have predicted it.

The sword peariced through just below his chest him but the pain wasn't felt. No. He was far too destracted by the one how held it. By the zampactou that was through him.

"...Mo...mo..."

Blood dripped from his mouth his eyes fixed to the girl. His childhood friend. The one he almost gave everything to protect. She pulled the blade from his body and caught him as he fell forward.

"I'm sorry, Lil'Shiro," She hugged him tighter.

His mind wouldn't regester as she simply let him go. The ice dragon fell only seeing the mildly dissapointed face of his killer in his mind.

"See told ya he'd remeber her," Renji nudged Ichigo.

Ichigo shot him a glare and walked closer. Something was definatly wrong. Toushiro's hand rose to where the blade had once been and his breathing began to gain in speed.

"Get off me." He said with a shaking voice.

"Lil'Shiro-?"

"I said get off!" He violently shoved her back.

Stumbleing back himself he didn't know what to do. He looked at the inncocent and consered looking girl before him as his mind flaied in a sea of emotions that weren't even his own.

"Toushiro, what's wrong?" Ichigo put a hand on his shoulder.

Struggling with his breathing the boy couldn't bring himself to answer. Rangiku noticed where he was clutching before both his hands went to his head instead.

"Hinamori...do you...?" Renji glance between them.

"What're you remebering?" Ichigo muttered as he beant down turning him to face him.

"I-I-I don't know," Momo panicked, "Lil'Shiro?"

"She- She...Why?" He stuttered out.

"What did she do?" Ichigo pressed.

"Lil'Shiro..." Momo got up and walked over.

Toushiro shot to face her, "Stay away from me!"

She stopped in her tracks startled.

"Why'd you...Momo...Why'd you kill me?" He struggled to say through strained breaths.

Silence. It took a few moments for everyone to process what he just said. They're eyes shifted to the burnette wondering her reaction.

"Because," She calmed herself, "That's what Aizen wanted."

The shock rippled through even Toushiro. He didn't expect her to admit it.

"Because...Aizen..." He couldn't take it.

Feeling his emotions about to boil over he did as his pride told him. He turned on his heel and flash stepped away.

"Toushiro!" Ichigo went after him,

Rangiku went to go too but was stopped my a cirtain green and white hatted man.

"Let Ichigo handle that," He said as unphazed by the news nes as ever.

"Momo," Renji stood before her, "You're joking right?"

"I'm sorry Renji," She looked down to thr ground, "But Captain Aizen said I had to. He said it would best for Lil'Shiro cause of what Ichimaru already had planned."

Rangiku's fist's clenched. Storming up to the girl she promptly slapped her across the face. Seemly quite stunned Momo looked at the bustly blond.

"You bitch," Rangiku struggled to keep her voice down, "You knew my Captain would do anythng to save you and you. In retrun. Kill him!"

She went to hit her again but had her hand caught. She shot death glared at the fifth squad catpatin.

"Me and Rukia will take her back to the soul sociaty," He told before she popped out her gigai and did more that just slap her.

"But I-" The girl found her hands restained by a Bakutou.

"Let's go Rukia," Renji and Rukia kept emotionless faces as the grabbed each side of her and escorted her back through back through the open senkaimon.

"I've never seen such an ugly scene," Yunichika tried not to let him anger show on his face.

Rangiku took a few breaths putting a lid on her anger for now.

"Looks like we could al use some tea," Urahara said lightly.

They turned to see his convinently standing next to Ururu with a tray of tea. Sighing she walked over with the other two shingami and took one of the cups.

"What about Ichigo and Toushiro?" Ikkaku asked.

"Let them work it out," Urahara simply replied taking some tea for himself.

Authors notes: i do not own bleach or the character

this one would have been up yesterday up earlier but i really flet i had to get it right so i rewrote it a few times lol. anyway.

bam bam baa Momo was Toushi's killer and Toushi is very very upset. Prepare youself for Ichi and Toushi father son ness next time.

and thank you for review. and i dont know what you mean cliffhangers r great :P...for me bwuhahaha