Hi hi! Sorry if the wait was long. I came down with a case of common cold and had a concert to prepare for. My class was the backstage propping for the drama and dance. Then, I had trouble uploading it sooner. Anyway, here it is. I'm going to go on a trip to Singapore to visit my cousins, and if you look at my profile you'll see for how long and the consequences for this trip. Other than that, I hope you enjoy this chapter of Reincarnations of Ice!

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Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any of its characters. However, the storyline for this fan fiction and OCs rightfully belong to me.

Reincarnation of Ice

Chapter 3: We Meet Again

Matsumoto sighed. This was the second time in a month that she had come down to the human world, to Tokyo. Walking along the streets of the Aoyama district, she wondered for the fifth time since she had arrived what she was doing here.

She knew that answer long ago.

It was because she hoped that she would be able to meet that strange boy again -the reincarnation of Hitsugaya Toushirou. It had been a week since she had met him but still the memory haunted her. She had been so dumbfounded the last time that she hadn't even been able to ask about him, let alone his name. And of course, he hadn't given it to her. To her, he was someone she knew that was very dear to her. But to him, she was just some stranger he had met on a rainy day. There wasn't much of a possibility of someone giving their name to another when they had just known each other for fifteen minutes.

After walking around for heaven knows how long in her daydream, Matsumoto suddenly felt the impact of someone bumping into her and soon heard a sound thud, signaling that the person had fallen over. The contact with someone broke Matsumoto out of her daze immediately. Looking down, she was surprised to see the same boy she had met on that rainy day, just this time he wasn't soaking wet.

The boy was sitting on the floor, muttering a string of curses under his breath. When he had looked up to retort he stopped short at the sight of her, looking at her with a surprised expression; instead of saying what he had wanted to say, all that Matsumoto heard was "You again?"

Matsumoto extended a hand to help him up; but he ignored her help and got up by himself, brushing his pants of any imaginary dirt and picking up his school bag. He was wearing the same clothes he wore that day, white school blouse with a light blue shirt underneath and beige colored pants. As he slung his bag over his shoulder, the boy made a motion to leave. But before he could do so, Matsumoto stopped him.

"Wait!" she said, grabbing his shoulder. "Um… would you like to go have a drink somewhere?"

The boy eyed her suspiciously. Matsumoto quickly released her hold on his shoulder, realizing how forward she was being.

"I don't mean any harm," Matsumoto quickly replied, waving her hands in front of her. "Just take it as my apology for banging into you."

The boy stared at her for a while before saying anything. "It's not needed for you to do such a thing."

"I insist," Matsumoto protested. "It's nothing much really, but if it takes up any of your time, you don't have too."

He frowned and thought for a while before replying her. "I'm free anyway, so it's alright."

Matsumoto let out a breath she had unknowingly held.

"There's a nice café I know just a few blocks from here," he continued. "We can go there if you don't know anywhere else."

"No that will do."

"By the way..." He paused for a while. "What's your name?"

"Matsumoto, Matsumoto Rangiku."

"I'm Hyuuga Toushirou; nice to meet you."

"The pleasure is mine."

With that, Matsumoto followed him to the café.

When they arrived, there weren't many people at the café. They soon sat themselves at a table situated on the second floor of the café in a nice quiet area out on the balcony. A waitress soon arrived and took their orders ,Matsumoto ordering prawn soba and a bottle of sake while Toushirou just took green tea ice cream, saying that he had already eaten.

Before she left Matsumoto caught sight of the waitress winked slyly at Toushirou, who promptly glared at her. From the way they acted it was certain that this wasn't the first time he had been here and was quite familiar with the staff. Soon the orders arrived and after saying a word of prayer they tucked into their food. Matsumoto couldn't help but smile at the sight of the reincarnation of her ever strict captain eating ice cream like a child. Between gulps of food, Matsumoto asked him questions here and there about his life.

"Do you have any family members?"

"Of course I do."

"Well how many?"

"My parents, an older sister and younger brother and sister who are twins. All together, there are six of us living together."

"What are they like?"

"That's for me to know and you to never find out."

"Do you have any grandparents?"

"No comment."

"How old are you?"

"15 years old. I have no intention of taking a girl friend, especially a woman older than me."

"That's not why I asked you about that!"

A grunt was the only response Matsumoto got out of her retort.

"What school are you studying at?"

"High school; there's no need for you to know the name."

"Wait a minute, high school? But you said you were 15!"

"I skipped two grades."

"That's smart."

"Not actually. My siblings skipped grades too as well as my elder sister."

"Okay, that's it. What are you guys?"

"Not aliens if that's what you mean to say."

"I don't believe in that sort of thing."

"Sure you do."

Matsumoto could have sworn he was mocking her. "How many friends do you have?"

"That's also something you don't need to know."

"From the way you act, I'd guess it's not much."

Silence greeted Matsumoto as Toushirou scooped the last few bits of the ice-cream out from the bowl. She had long finished her soba and was halfway through her bottle of sake, not feeling one bit woozy. Soon they both had finished and Matsumoto called for the bill, insisting to the boy that it was her treat and he didn't need to pay for it even if he felt he had to. He just grunted at that at said nothing when Matsumoto handed the waitress some cash and told her to keep the change. The waitress stared at her for a moment before smiling and left.

After that, Matsumoto had wanted to invite him on a shopping trip, but Toushirou had declined, saying that it was late and he had to go home. Otherwise, his mother would throw a fit and start sending out missing person ads if not. Matsumoto wondered slightly what kind of mother she was compared to Renhana, Toushirou's previous mother but didn't ask, knowing full well of his reluctance to depart much information on his family or social life that any attempt would be futile.

Looking at him leave for the second time, cutting through the crowd and rapidly disappearing in it, Matsumoto wondered whether they would have a chance to meet again.

Aoyama- Shops, offices, restaurants and residential areas in Tokyo

Well, how was it? I'm a bit short on things to say this turn round, so it'll be a bit short. However, I'll be putting up a bit of explanations on the places I use. For the previous chapters I will update the glossary a little later. Other than that, until the next chapter I bid you farewell!