Chapter 4

Honestly, exams have got to be mankind's worst invention. Well, here's chapter 4. Please read and review!

Hinamori burst into Hitsugaya's room at dawn. "Eh? Where's Shirou-sama?" she wondered out loud. His bed was still unmade and he wasn't in the bathroom.

"Oi, what are you doing in my room, Hinamori?"

"Kyaaah!" yelped Hinamori. She glared at the smirking boy. "Don't do that Shirou-sama!"

"In case you forgot, you leaped into my room in this unearthly hour without knocking my door," explained Hitsugaya, sounding a little annoyed "I thought you were that maniac, Zaraki or something. He appeared in my room last night hoping to catch me off guard to kill me."

"Eh, Zaraki-taichou wants to kill you?" gasped Hinamori "What on earth have you done?"

"Nothing,"

"Shirou-sama, don't lie,"

"I'm not lying," answered Hitsugaya, glaring "and don't call me Shirou-sama, Bed -Wetter Momo."

"You didn't want me to call you Shirou-chan," retorted Hinamori, flushing "What do you want t me to call you, Prodigy-chan!"

Hitsugaya looked thoughtful. "You know, I won't mind," he smirked "But I still prefer Hitsugaya-taichou."

Hinamori laughed suddenly. They had this argument about twice a day. No matter how much Hitsugaya grumbled, Hinamori couldn't bring herself to call him Hitsugaya-taichou. He would be and always will be Shirou-chan to her though she didn't tell him.

The white haired boy lost his stern expression when he heard her laugh. He liked to hear her laugh.

"Why did you come to my room, Hinamori?" asked Hitsugaya, suddenly remembering "Surely you didn't come just to have a shouting match with me."

"Today's you day off right?" inquired Hinamori.

"Well, yeah," answered Hitsugaya, wondering what was coming next.

"So you can follow me to the Sakura Forest?" said Hinamori, hopefully.

"The what?" Hitsugaya questioned "Oh yeah, that was the place where we always went to when we were in Rukongai, wasn't it? The huge, sakura flooded place near our old house?"

Hinamori nodded happily. "So can you?" she asked, her huge eyes pleading.

Hitsugaya sighed. If he refused, she would give him no peace until he agreed. Besides, he rather missed their old home.

"All right," agreed Hitsugaya, trying to sound indifferent. Hinamori squealed happily. "I'll make us a picnic lunch!" she said excitedly.

After Hinamori left his room, Hitsugaya suffered what most shinigamis who are used to wear the same robe every day for centuries do: choosing something else to wear. He didn't want to go strutting around in Rakungai in his shinigami robes. It will attract too much attention, especially his captain's robe.

"Oi, Hinamori. You ready yet?" Demanded Hitsugaya impatiently. He had been standing outside her room for nearly an hour. Honestly, how long does it take for a female to throw on some clothes!

"H-hai!" replied a flustered Hinamori as she slid the door open. Hitsugaya blushed and looked away. She looked very sweet in a soft lavender robe.

"S-S-Shirou-sama! Y-y-your robes!" squealed Hinamori "You look so pretty!"

Hitsugaya scowled in embarrassment. Yes, it was true. His robes were pink. Not the halfway acceptable dark pink or red but the totally repulsive bright pink! To make matters worse, there were some laces at the front.

"WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!" Hinamori laughed until she cried.

"Urusai!" scowled Hitsugaya "For some reason, I couldn't find any other robes in my wardrobe other than this!" His face grimaced in disgust.

"Y-y-you had that-that robes in your wardrobe in the first place?" Hinamori shrieked in mirth.

"That baka Rangiku gave it to me last Christmas!" growled Hitsugaya. He was absolutely going to kill her.

"I guess-WAHAHAHA-I guess, t-that means you want to be Shirou-chan again?" Tears poured down Hinamori cheeks.

"No," Hitsugaya glared his "Death Rattle" glare at Hinamori. However, Hinamori, like Rangiku was immune to it. She had grown up with him for crying out loud. She received the same glare for nearly a century.

"S-shall we go, Hinamori?" said Hitsugaya asked, eyebrows twitching.

"WAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA-ok-WAHAHAAHA!" replied Hinamori, clutching her stomach.

Rangiku snickered evilly as she watched them go. Beside her was a basket full Hitsugaya's other non-pink robes.

This had got to be Hitsugaya's worst day ever. Everywhere he went, shinigamis were staring wide eyed at him. The only reason why they didn't shriek into laughter was because they knew that they life span would shorted tremendously if they did.

He was incredibly glad to be outside The Court of Pure Souls. At least nobody who knew his captain status would see him in those shameful robes anymore.

Even outside The Court of Pure Souls, Hitsugaya couldn't escape the wide eyed stares. To make matters worse, the people living in Rukongai didn't hesitate to burst out laughing in ignorance that this adorable little boy in pink was quite capable of annihilating the entire village in mere seconds.

Hinamori tried to stick up for her friend but she couldn't help shrieking in mirth every time she glanced at him.

At last, they reached the bright pink Sakura Forest. Hinamori noted the similarity between the forest and Hitsugaya's robes. Luckily, she pitied Hitsugaya who was now pinker than his robes or the forest.

"It's so pretty, Shirou-chan!" exclaimed Hinamori in awe. Hitsigaya noticed the change of his pet name and scowled in reply.

Hinamori saw the scowl and sighed. She didn't want him to be grumpy on this special day. Suddenly, she smiled mischievously and grabbed a handful of sakura flowers lying softly on the ground and threw it at Hitsugaya who gasped in surprise.

"Shirou-chan! Your robes! It's-it's-"

Now, why did Rangiku choose that particular pink robes when there were so many pink robes that she could have chosen to humiliate her captain? Why did Rangiku advised Hinamori to take Hitsugaya to the Sakura Forest of all places? The answer to both questions is because Hitsugaya's pink robe had one special feature. When the robes was contacted with sakuras it will-

"– it's dissolving!" yelled Hinamori in horror.

"What the-"gasped Hitsugaya in disbelief. Under his very own eyes (and Hinamori's too ) his robes dissolved into nothing but pink flower petals that did nothing to conceal Hitsugaya's – body.

Soon, the poor embarrassed boy was left standing in nothing but his boxers. Wait! His boxers were pink too! (Rangiku had wisely decided to throw in a matching boxer with the robes.) Oh boy.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" screamed Hinamori in embarrassment. She covered her eyes.

"Shut up!" yelled Hitsugaya, trying to cover himself with a leaf. His face was burning.

Being an expert in origami did come in handy. Not long after, Hitsugaya was wearing carefully folded leaf- underwear specially made by Hinamori after she finished screeching.

Hitsugaya was so going to kill Rangiku.

Moments ago, Hitsugaya was wishing he could burn his pink robes. Now, he would do anything do have it back. Marching back to the Court of Pure Souls in pink robes was a thousand times better than in a flimsy looking "leaf coat" which resembled a leaf towel with holes for the arms.

This time, the shinigamis couldn't contain their laughter and loud guffaws could be heard throughout the entire Court. And of course, second later screams of terror and beggings for mercy could be heard instead. Oh, what an eventful day it was.