Hi Hi Minna! I'm updating fast today. Tomorrow, I'll be going on my trip so just incase, I'll post the chappie now. Don't worry Yukiko Tsukishirou I got your correction and have changed most of them except for the first two (I don't think their wrong but thanks for warning me anyway). This chapter is pretty long, but I'm not sure whether its satisfactory since I wrote this at 12 in the morning. But all the same, please enjoy!

Special thanks to OShayO and any other reviewers that didn't get to review in time for reviewing my last chapter.

Disclaimer: Bleach and all its characters belong to Kubo Tite. However, the storyline and OCs for this fan fiction rightfully belong to me.

Reincarnation of Ice

Chapter 4: The Power to Fight

The bell rang soon enough, and Toushirou began tucking his books and stationary into his bag. Class had been the same as usual. The workload was quite an admirable amount, and even if he did it in the library as he always did, he'd still have to finish some at home, which was quite a rare occurrence actually.

"Shirou-chan," A cheery voice called. "Let's go, or we'll be late for the meeting!"

"I got it," Toushirou replied, snapping his bag shut and faced the owner of the voice. "And don't call me that will you Hinata? I'm not a little kid anymore."

Hinata just laughed at that. "You'll always be my Shirou-chan. You know that."

Toushirou only grunted at that. Slinging his bag over his shoulder, he followed his childhood friend out of the door, picking up the pace slightly.

It definitely wouldn't do to be late.

After all, he was the student body president.

Toushirou had been admitted into Tanaka Private High situated at Chiyoda district at the age of 13, passing the entrance exam easily and with flying colors. He had been sent to the top class of the first year and had achieved the highest marks in the whole form during the final year examinations, ousting Nagaya from his spot as the highest in the form with ease.

It didn't take him long to establish a reputation as a genius. His work was always impeccable, perfect to every standard and meeting the teachers' every expectation.

His mastery at the sword surprised the school's kendo instructor, making him the captain of the kendo club even though he was only in his first year. During Valentine's Day that year, he had been surprised when he saw tons of chocolates in his shoe box, making him wonder why he had gotten so many of them and what in the world he was going to do with all of them seeing that he had no attachment to any of the girls that had given them to him. The only chocolate he had kept and finished was the one that Hinata gave him, and that was only because she had given it directly to him.

Then the next year, he had been anonymously voted as the student body president, and much to Hinata's delight she was chosen as the student body secretary. The only problem was that Nagaya had been chosen as the vice president, which complicated things a lot. But even so, they still managed to get things sorted in time.

Toushirou was still the captain for the kendo club, with Nagaya unfortunately as his vice.

But other than the occasional squabble, they never got their personal problems mixed with having their duties run smoothly. Today was no different. They had just finished with the student body meeting and Toushirou and Hinata were heading back. There was training that day, and as renshi of the dojo, he had to be there.

Nagaya had training at Ryuujin's dojo today so he was heading the same way. The only difference this time was that Nagaya wasn't riding in his car as he always did. Instead he was walking ten paces behind them, glaring a hole through Toushirou's back. It seems that his car had broken down and couldn't be repaired until later on a bit, hence the current situation.

Toushirou wonder why he just didn't call for another car. Nagaya was the son of a rich businessman making a profit out of the metal industry. Whilst he and Hinata had gotten into a private high school through hard work, Nagaya had gotten into the school via his father's money. If Toushirou remembered correctly, Nagaya's family lived in a two storey mansion with a spacious lawn at Minato district, with two Rolls Royce's and a Porsche.

Hinata had gotten into Tanaka through hard work, plain and simple. Toushirou could remember the day she had grabbed his hand and danced around the front lawn when she found out she had passed along with Toushirou. She had looked pale and haggard before, not to mention a lot thinner due to the stress. But then at that moment, the shine had come back into her eyes and her face looked like ten years had been lifted from it. Compared to him, who had just taken the exam and nailed it without much effort, her struggle was much more fruitful in her eyes than he'd ever think it was.

Thinking back, it seemed like that day was just yesterday.

As they turned another corner, Toushirou was listening patiently to Hinata's chatter while Nagaya continued to glare at them. Hinata was going to go over to his house to visit his mother and they would break up there since the dojo was further away from the house. Contrary to Hiro, Hinata had a great interest for medicine and even though she was not a genius, she was quite good at it. Soraya had been happy to have another apprentice to take after her since Hiro didn't have any interest.

They were about half way there when Toushirou swore that he had heard a howl. It was an eerie cry, filled with hatred and sorrow. Turning in the direction where he had heard the sound, Hinata also looked in the same direction as he did with her face just as pale as his. He was sure Nagaya had heard it too when he turned in the same direction.

What Toushirou saw next left a vile taste in his mouth and made him feel sick; when he heard Hinata gasp in horror beside him and Nagaya take a step back with pure terror written on his face, he knew he wasn't dreaming.

A creature at least six foot tall was balanced on a pole with its two legs just a few miles away from them. Its body was big and had claws for hands. The most horrid part was its face. A white skeletal like mask with two horns sticking out of the top was over it, but Toushirou was sure that what was behind it weren't humane at all. Through the eyeholes, he could see to blood red pupils that mirrored bloodlust, framed with a void-like darkness that sent shivers down his back.

Suddenly the monster sprang from its perch and flew at them. Hinata screamed at that moment and they made a run for it. But the creature was quick, and had soon blocked their way. Swiping its gigantic hand, it attacked Hinata, but Toushirou quickly pushed her away and took the impact of the blow. The hollow howled for a second time and Toushirou was sent crashing into a wall.

He lost consciousness at that point.

Toushirou was confused to say the least.

Here he was, forehead covered in blood and his uniform stained from it. That was no surprise, seeing that he had just collided heavily against a wall. He could even bet that a few of his ribs were broken. What was surprising was the chain sticking out of his chest and the fact that it led to his beaten body lying in rubble on the roadside.

He wanted to move, but found that he couldn't. Looking at where the creature was, he could see that Hinata had fainted from the ordeal and the shock. The creature would have had her if it wasn't for the fact that it was preoccupied with Nagaya. It now held him in his claws, its mouth wide open and ready to bite his head off. A strangled scream escaped Nagaya's throat as he tried to break free of the monster's grasp in vain.

Toushirou felt his fingers curl into a fist.

He couldn't let it end here, not like this.

He had to fight this, just like Nagaya was doing. If he didn't, Hinata would die.

He wouldn't let that happen.

When he made that resolve, Toushirou suddenly felt himself being swept away from reality. A cold wind blew at his face, and he brought his hand up to shield his face, his eyes squinted shut. That was when he noticed he was no longer lying down.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw that he was standing in a frozen land covered in ice, the cold wind howling against him. But the wind no longer felt biting and chilling. It was cold yes, but it was no longer an unwelcome cold. Instead, it felt like it was a part of him, an extension of his very being.

In the wind, he could the deafening roars mixing in with it. Soon, a creature appeared before him. But it was different from the monster before. At the first look it was easy to distinguish that it was a dragon, its long sinewy body was covered in ice like scales, and behind them he was sure he had seen the fast current of running water. Its red, diamond-like eyes looked into his own, as if reading into his very soul. Soon the roars turned to words in his ears.

'Why do you seek this power to fight?' It asked in a low growl-like voice.

"I need this power. I need to protect someone dear to me." Toushirou responded immediately.

The dragon took one look at him and let out a hiss which could be heard as sigh to his ears. 'You are just like him.'

"What?"

'I will give you this power to fight.' The dragon continued. 'The rest will be up to you,'

At that moment, Toushirou felt energy run through him like a shock wave.

And soon enough, he was back in the world of the living.

Matsumoto moved as fast as she could.

A hollow had appeared at the Chiyoda district and had attacked a bunch of high school students. Jumping off another roof, Matsumoto hoped she could make it in time. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she didn't. Suddenly a burst of reiatsu filled the air around her. It felt familiar to Matsumoto's senses, yet it was clear that it was different. It couldn't be, she thought. It wasn't possible.

But when she reached the Hollow, she knew her eyes or senses were not playing tricks on her.

The Hollow had let go of the boy with brown hair in his hand and paid no attention to the unconscious girl with pigtails. Instead, it faced the boy with white hair and ocean blue eyes that Matsumoto knew, yet didn't know. She could see his body at a corner, head bleeding and a few ribs broken. However, his soul radiated with a powerful reiatsu, cold like the ice. His chain was no where in sight, and he was not clad in his school uniform. Instead, he wore the black robes of a Shinigami, sword raised against the Hollow.

Matsumoto couldn't believe it.

Hyuuga Toushirou had turned into a Shinigami. What was even more surprising was that the hilt of the sword was not rectangular like that of Asauchi's, but stretched out in a four point star, just like in his previous life.

Matsumoto watched in amazement as the boy jumped upwards, dodging a swipe in mid-air and cleaving the Hollow into half, landing gracefully afterwards. He possessed great skill, just like last time.

As the Hollow screamed and dispersed into a million pieces behind him, Toushirou staggered, wavering for a while before collapsing front wards. However, he never made impact with the ground as Matsumoto used shunpo to reach his side and catch him before he fell over. Lying his unconscious form down on the ground besides his body, Matsumoto surveyed the damage and let out a sigh of relief. None of their chains had broken.

Now, she thought, it was time to do her work.

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