.. O.O Late update I know. T-T I'm sorry! .. Don't kill the author! Please? Exams are coming up, and I'm honestly dying. X.x


Hinamori woke up and grabbed her heaving chest, before taking in large amounts of air.

'Shiro-chan, Rukia-san, Ragniku-san... Everyone was dead?' she thought, 'Demo, it was just a dream right? That wouldn't happen. Aizen's dead, he's dead. I saw him die. He can't come back to life, that's be completely unreal!

... But if it's so unreal, then why am I so scared?'

'I don't know.' she though, and buried her head into her arms, as she curled up into a ball. 'I don't know.. But, at a time like this.. I don't want to be lonely. I don't think I can stand to be myself at this time...'

'I've shed so many tears.. I don't know anymore. I can't fight, I'm too afraid - I can't even handle my dreams! How can I be a shinigami in this state? I'm so pathetic... But I don't want to be alone - never alone...'

She knew where to go.


"Ohayou, Shiro-chan." Hinamori whispered, playing with his snow colored locks. "How are you? I know that this may seem a bit silly, but I had a nightmare. And no, I did not wet the bed this time.But it was really scary. Everyone was there! You, Ragniku, Rukia, everyone. And you guys were all dead... And it was bloody, adn Aizen.. He-he..."

A muffled sob broke through her facade. "It was really scary. And I keep trying to convince myself that Aizen is dead, but in my dream, it felt so real. As if he really was alive! And I don't know what to do anymore." Instictively, she reached for his hand and curled her fingers around it. "What do I do?"

She let out a bitter laugh, "I know this may stupid.. I keep coming to you and asking how you are and stuff, and then rambling on, but it scares me. It really does! I don't know how to react because it's a dream - but it feels so real! Silly, isn't it? Anyway, just hurry and wake up, 'kay?" She wiped a stray tear from her eye. "Hearing you call me that disgusting name will make me feel much better. Oddly, but yes."

Silence. Darkness. That was the only thing that's been in her life, wasn't it?

A door sliding open. Who would be up this late at not? Ah, of course. Unohana.

"Ano... Unohana-san? Shiro-chan said my name last time.. Did something happen? Did he wake up?"

Unohana gave a shake of her head, "Sadly, no. We're not sure why that happened, but that shows that he's improving, which is good. But why are you here so late? Shouldn't you be," Unohana raised her arm and gestured towards the door, "In bed, sleeping?"

Hinamori gave another bitter laugh, "About that.. If you don't mind, could I possibly stay the night again? Something came up, and I want to be near Shiro-chan again."


Another sleep. Another dream. Another nightmare. Life was against her, wasn't it?

"Hinamori?" She turned around, only to see Hitsugaya bleeding from head to toe. Blood covered everywhere, and he let out a dry cough. "Why?"

"Shiro-chan?" She whispered back. "Shiro-chan, what happened?" She stepped forward to look at a closer inspection at his wounds, only to have him step back.

"You lied..." he whispered. She stared at him oddly, and noted that he looked.. transparent somehow.

"What?" She was shocked, she would never lie to him. He knew that, right? He was her dearest dearest childhood friend. "You know I'd never do that to you. Shiro-chan, you know I wouldn't!"

He smiled an amused smile at her before coughing again, "Then why did you sell me out to Aizen?"

"Shiro-chan?" she blinking. "What's going on?"

He blinked, she blinked. And his eyes changed color. From the sofr green it was to red...

"Wha-?".

And before she could say anything, a hand shout out and went straight throw her chest. Hinamori watched in horror as Hitsugaya's form turned into Aizen.

"Now now, my dear fuku-taichou. Naiive as always, are you not?"

Deathly silence. She was dead. And that was the end.


Hinamori sprung up in bed, clutching the bed sheets to her chest. "Well, that wasn't as bad as the last one, I suppose." she said to herself, "At least I was the only one who died this time."

She gave a vigorous shake of her head in denial, "It's a dream. A frickin dream Hinamori Momo. Nothing's going to happen to you, you'll be fine." It sounded odd against her ragged breath, as if it was something she knew was going to come true... eventually. But, it wasn't. It wasa dream. A dream. But then why did she feel like she was lying through her skin?

Hinamori frowned, "Well know that I'm up, I'm up. I might as well take a walk or something. Maybe some fresh air will do me some good."

She walked out silently, hoping not to arouse any suspicion or anything like that. Ever since Aizen's betrayl, everyone had seem to become a bit paranoid, and alert. No longer the carefree group they had once been.

'We trusted you', she thought through gritted teeth. 'I trusted you. And look at us now. I bet you're laughing arne't you? The great Shinigamis have shattered. All because of you.' She lowered heerself and sit on a boulder, and desperately clutched the ends of her night kimono. 'I.. Will not cry. I have shed enough tears as it is, and I refuse to any longer. What has happened has happened, and there is nothing I can do about it. This ends now.'

A tear fell. And another. And more splattered across, as she buried her head into her arms and sobbed desperately. "I don't understand anything, do I?" she asked herself and she peered up.

And she realized, that nothing else was broken. The only thing that was broken was her...


Next chapter: What's wrong with Hitsugaya? Enter Ichigo and Rukia!

"Hinamori fuku-taichou?" Unohana tapped her on the shoulder. "There seems to be something wrong with Hitsugaya-kun. We can't identify it yet, but we're looking into it. But to be honest, this is something completely unrealistic, and completely new.. I apoglize if it doesn't turn out well."

Urm, that was a horrible preview, wasn't it? X.x