A Traitor
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Darn you Kubo Tite; share it with the rest of us, would you? Not everyone is as insanely talented as you are!
Hitsugaya-kun!
Hinamori woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, a cold sweat covering her pale shivering skin. What kind of nightmare was that? Why was Hitsugaya… Hinamori shook her head violently to relieve her head of the grotesque image that came too mind.
Heart still racing, Hinamori could only gasp from air as she struggled to recover from the image.
Blood…. It had been everywhere. Dripping off the walls and ceiling, oozing on the floor thickly… it had sickened Hinamori to the bottom of her stomach. And then suddenly, he had risen.
A knife. Through a body. So young the person had been, yet already, white was his hair.
Screaming. Then Hinamori had woken up abruptly. The dream. It had been so surreal, yet real at the same time. Real to the point it was horrifying. Like the ugly truth humans always cower away from.
Calming down, Hinamori decided to go out for some fresh air.
As she opened her sliding door, Hinamori heard voices. Dismissing it as nothing, she crept outside. Suddenly, a strong arm shot out of nowhere and grabbed Hinamori. Too surprised to react, before she knew it, the world had faded to darkness…
Hitsugaya was not sleeping well. Granted, the dinner had gone well enough, just like any other dinner. But still, something was unnerving him. It was faint, extremely faint. At first, he had just dismissed it as some servant or a mundane (in his eyes) person, but there was a nagging feeling that the truth was eluding him. Especially when there was a sudden spike a reiastu.
Deciding that he was not falling asleep anytime soon, Hitsugaya, with a disgruntled sigh, got up to investigate the source of the reiastu, determined to put this matter to rest.
When he arrived at the sight though, he blinked. It was in front of Hinamori's room. Which meant it wasn't a servant since he had banned everyone except for her personal servant from this area in order to keep her hidden. Afterall, she was still the princess of Heaven and some might want to harm her purely based on that fact.
Then, he noticed something amiss. Hinamori's door was open. And the said occupant of the room was not present.
Shocked, Hitsugaya walked into the room just to be sure. The girl really was missing.
Gritting his teeth, Hitsugaya felt for a reiastu, even the slightest trace of it. At least then, he could track down Hinamori.
Then, he felt it. That incredibly pure reiastu, to the point that only an angel of the highest class or the princess of heaven could possess it. But something was trying to taint it.
Growling under his breath, Hitsugaya took off toward the reiastu level. Despite being unarmed, the other reiastu he had sensed with Hinamori had been considerably weaker and Hitsugaya was sure he could take on the other without his zanpaktou.
People talk often about blood pounding in your body in anticipation of a fight. Such was not the case for Hinamori. Terror pumped in her blood; coursing her and poisoning her to the point she couldn't move.
She was somewhere unfamiliar. The blank walls seemed to mock her. Hinamori didn't know why, but they seemed to laugh that she couldn't escape. And how could she? In her current state, she felt drugged, weak, lethargic. Her senses were still dulled and she was barely conscious. She was in absolutely no condition to fight.
"Greetings, princess of heaven-sama. Or should I say, Hinamori?" whispered a voice close to her ear.
Hinamori's eyes widened. "You're…."
Red fluid, sickening sweet, was splattered all over the pristine white walls next moment.
Slowly, the rain started falling. Except now it was the color of life.
Hehe… cliffhanger! Sorry about the shortness this time, it'll be longer next time, I promise!