Disclaimer: If you sue me, you will get nothing, because I don't own Bleach anyways.

A/N: Angstish...spoilers and continuations for ch...180 I think...whatever.

Do You Remember

Hinamori had never wanted to become a shinigami…until she realized that she could put her spirit power to better use and help others who needed it.

Hinamori had never wanted to be a Vice-Captain…until she had met Captain Aizen Sousuke, who seemed like the most perfect person in the world.

Hinamori had never wanted to turn her sword against her Shirou-chan…until she had read Aizen's letter and made sure everything wasn't just a terrible nightmare.

Now, Hinamori didn't want to wake up. She could have still been a carefree girl in Rukongai living with her childhood friend, needing nothing else but a little food and sunshine.

She didn't want to wake up…until she heard the voice of her Hitsugaya-kun calling out to her, pleading softly for her to wake up. Then she finally realized why she had never wanted to do anything she already did...she had been blind and had left her true priorities behind.


Hitsugaya had never wanted to be a shinigami…until his Momo had left him for that stupid academy and lost herself in a mass of dangerous activities.

Hitsugaya had never wanted to be a captain…until Hinamori had become a Vice-Captain, and he needed a higher rank in order to shelter and protect her.

Hitsugaya had never wanted to hurt Momo…until she had been blinded by her own rage and nearly made a mistake that he knew would haunt her forever. If he had actually done something to offend Hinamori to that extent, he would probably have already killed himself.

Now, he didn't want to standing by her bedside, watching her motionlessly living as an empty shell, haunted by all of the faults she thought she had.


Hitsugaya hated it…every aspect of this situation was wrong.

Once she had become a Vice-Captain and he had become a Captain, the people around them tended to forget who they actually were. Deep down, Hitsugaya knew he was still the rude boy who spit watermelon seeds at the girl next door, not the calm and cold prodigy everyone believed him to be.

And he knew, deep down, Momo was still the girl who wet her bed at night, then came running to him with eyes full of tears and fear from her latest nightmare. After she had become Vice-Captain, she had stopped coming to him and going to her dear Aizen-Taichou…and Hitsugaya knew that both of them felt something hadn't been quite right.

"Hinamori…"

The rest of the unasked question hung in the air. We have been running onward, never looking back. How…How did it ever come to this? Now she was unconscious and barely alive, betrayed by the man she had loved with all her heart. He…people depended on support as their Captain and drew strength from his stability, when, in truth, he wanted nothing more than to be free again.

"Why won't you wake up?"

Hitsugaya unconsciously asked when he already knew the answer. Now, they could only go back to the children they were in their dreams…their dreams were an escape from the nightmare they lived in. His Momo did not want to wake up…he selfishly wanted her to, so he wouldn't have to suffer alone.

Hitsugaya felt his legs carry him towards the bed and dropping him into a seat next to it. He reached out for her hand and flinched upon contact. Her fingers…they were so cold, too lifeless.

Then he sat there in silence…thinking of what to say, more to himself than to Momo.

"Do you remember," Hitsugaya formed his words carefully, "that time in Rukongai when we first found that watermelon patch? And how I used to spit seeds at you?"

"Do you remember…that time you fell into the river, and almost drowned…then I had to dive in and get you. We both drank so much water that day, didn't we?"

"Remember that time…when we both picked our birthdays…and you picked the day you stopped wetting the bed…and I picked the day we met?"

"And then, when we celebrated mine…still in Rukongai…with that…that ridiculous, lopsided…watermelon cake you made? Heh, I still remember how you used a stick for a candle and nearly burnt down the house."

"And that time you got your letter for the Academy…and you were so excited? Well…I didn't admit it then…but I was pretty…pretty depressed…depressed that you were going to leave."

At this, Hitsugaya's voice broke, and he felt an unfamiliar warmth roll down his cheeks.

"Hunh…I…Isn't it funny where…where we ended up? Who would've thought…I…I…Momo…"

He clutched her hand tighter.

"Funny…why are my cheeks wet…goddammit…Wake up, won't you…for…me?"

She didn't respond. Hitsugaya let go of her hand suddenly and quickly wiped the tears away on the sleeve of his shinigami robe when he heard approaching footsteps. The shield of ice slid neatly back in place, but not before he whispered, almost inaudibly.

"I wish…I wish we never made the stupid choices we did…but…I wish you would wake up more. Momo…if…no, when you wake up…let's start over, okay? I'll always be there for you…our promise, remember…"

He picked up her hand and pressed it into his palm tightly before laying it back on the white bed sheets. Then he stood up abruptly and his softness vanished – it was a calm, level voice that called "Come in" to the knock on the door.

Then the fourth division member delivered a message summoning Captain Hitsugaya Toushirou, not Shirou-chan, to some important mission briefing. Hitsugaya glanced back at Hinamori one last time, smiled an imperceptible, dark smile, and swept out of the room.

The fourth division member watched him leave before a sign of life aroused his attention.

The girl on the bed…her hand moved slightly and a tear rolled down her face for no apparent reason. And her breathing began to rasp slightly, forming almost completely inaudible words.

"I…re...mem...ber, Sh...Shirou…chan…"


A/N:

Ahaha, my version of events in chapter...uh...was it 180 or something? Well, its the unfinished scene wen Hitsugaya visits Hinamori's hospital room ohohoho...

all the events that supposedly happened in the past are made up by me. I hav no idea concerning their accuracy...but...Hitsu-angst galore!

should I take a shot at Hinamori angst later? XD (no, i'm serious...if you think it's good or bad, REVIEW AND TELL ME!)

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