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"Guard the things you hold most dear. For they could be ripped away from your grasp in a matter of seconds. You better watch out tenth squad captain….Hitsugaya Toushirou."
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Finished. Hitsugaya was quite finished with paperwork. In every way possible. To make it up to Ichigo for placing bets on his love, Hitsugaya had single handedly finished all of his paperwork for him.
Standing up form his lovers desk, he made his way over the couch where the strawberry lay sleeping. Hitsugaya stared down at him lovingly (this was the side of Hitsugaya would let NOBODY see except for Ichigo). Leaving the room only to retrieve a blanket, Hitsugaya placed it carefully on the sleeping form. He bent over and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. "Love you, baka."
Straitening out himself and his robes, Hitsugaya left the office, and locked it behind him. Goodnight Ichigo.
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Stepping outside, Hitsugaya wished, almost immediately, that he had spent the night with Ichigo. It had been a long hot summer's day and even thought it was night the heat lingered. Goose bumps rose over his soft ivory flesh. Something wasn't right; and it wasn't the fact that the weather had been exceptionally hot lately.
'You sense it too then? Be careful my young master. Danger approaches.'
Hyorinmaru hummed across the boys back in warning. Dragon's instincts are never wrong. Something, unknown by both of them, was going to happen. And it wasn't good.
Hitsugaya picked up his pace and shunpoed (1) toward the thirds gates. He turned the corner sharply, snapping the hem of his haori. The sound echoed in the night making Hitsugaya curse under his breath. He sprinted along the path towards his division, jumping buildings and walls, making a short cut.
The feeling in his gut tightened. He was getting nearer towards the threat. His instincts screamed at him to turn around and head back to Ichigo. Hitsugaya ignored his instincts, and kept his pace towards his division and the mysterious danger. Part of him didn't want to go back to Ichigo. Damn his curiosity. Maybe that was the reason for him to be the captain of the investigative branch.
Hitsugaya started to get edgy. Fear started to sink in. He was being stupid and he knew it. What kind of idiot would just run into a trap like this? Oh right, my idiot. Smiling to himself, Hitsugaya though of all the times Ichigo could be completely oblivious to the world around him. Stupid baka.
'But he's your baka'
'Shut up Hyorinmaru'
Hitsugaya was now in sight of the tenths gates, and shunpoed up and over the wall. From here, he walked towards his quarters. His (unlike other captains whose quarters where next to their division's men) quarters were right around the corner from his office; near the gardens and training areas.
That's when he felt it, the presence of the enemy . . . an espada. Raising his hand up to his swords hilt Hitsugaya rounded the corner and faced the Arrancar. "Grimmjow." Said Hitsugaya coldly.
"Well bout fuckin time you got here." Grinned the sixth. "Aizen-sama requests your immediate council in Hueco Mundo."
"I'm sorry but I'm going to have to decline your invitation." Growled Hitsugaya. His reiatsu spiked as he unsheathed Hyorinmaru.
"Oh? I didn't come here to fight shinigami. And besides," he turned and opened a portal leading to Las Noches, "you don't have a choice."
With that statement Ulquiorra appeared behind Hitsugaya shoving his sword through the boy's stomach. Hyorinmaru fell to the ground with a loud clang, as Ulquiorra pulled his zanpakuto out of the bleeding body.
Raising his sword again, the fourth espada used the hilt to smash against Hitsugaya head, knocking him unconscious. "To easy."
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THUD!
"OW!"
WHACK!
"GOD DAMMIT!"
Ichigo had just woken up from him nap. Even if it wasn't his choice. In his sleep, Ichigo had rolled off the couch (which woke him up) and hit his head on the table (which gave him his headache) while sitting up. What a rude awakening.
Ichigo stood and smiled. All of his paperwork was done. Huzzah! Although, he did feel a little bit guilty about falling asleep while Toushirou did all his work for him. Oh well, too late now.
Walking over to his office desk, Ichigo yawned, sighed and tripped over thin air. Landing flat on his face, Ichigo gave out a howl of pain before cursing loudly. "FUCK!"
What was wrong with him? He couldn't go two seconds without hitting something! Maybe it was because he was half asleep, or maybe because he was still under effect of his naughty dream with Toushirou. Or maybe even both. Yeah, both.
Ichigo stood once again, only to find himself about to run into the wall. Crap. Ichigo swerved, and something more painful then his father kicking him in the face, hit him square in the chest. What the fuck? That's Toushirou's reiatsu!
Hitsugaya's reiatsu had spiked up as if he was in battle. Another reiatsu accompanied his. Then as soon as they came, both reiatsus vanished. Ichigo couldn't feel Hitsugaya's reiatsu at all! He was in trouble!
Ichigo crashed through his door, and shunpoed towards the tenth division.
He could feel the other captain's reiatsu heading towards Hitsugaya's division as well. Ichigo picked up his pace.
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Ichigo was one of the first to arrive at the scene. Outside of Hitsugaya's quarters was a large pool of blood. In the middle of the puddle was Hyorinmaru stuck in the ground standing straight up. Caught on the hilt of the sword was Hitsugaya's haori, stained with blood, gently flowing in the wind.
"Aizen."
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Hitsugaya woke-up to find a coppery taste in his mouth. Pain rang through his body. He slowly opened him eyes to a blank white room, one wall lined with dangerous looking objects. He was chained down onto a metal table, wrists sealed in reiatsu sealing bonds. The wound on his side had bled out, leaving the boy feeling light headed and unfocused.
"My precious has awakened."
That voice…I know that voice…who…?
The boy called back into his memories, trying to remember, needing to remember who that was. It finally came to him, "Aizen" croaked out the wounded captain.
"Correct my beauty. Now, how are you feeling?" said the traitor smiling sweetly.
Shit. All at once reality hit him hard.
He was on his way back from the third division and in front of his door was an espada. He was attacked from behind and knocked unconscious. Now he's tied down onto a table in the middle of Las Noches, defenseless. He couldn't even feel Hyorinmaru's presence!
Fuck.
"You bastard! What the hell do you want?!"
The smile disappeared. "I think it's time to teach you some manners boy." Aizen walked closer to the child, looking down at him sadistically. "Let's get started hmm?"
Aizen walked toward the wall of objects. "Let's see… ah."
He had picked up a rather mean looking club and started toward the frightened prodigy. "Today's lesson is my name Toushirou. You will call me Aizen-sama from now on."
"Like shit I will!"
CRACK!
The sound of Hitsugaya's cry of pain and metal hitting flesh and bone echoed around the room.
THWAP!
The torture devise collided with the small body again. And again. And again. And again. Being the stubborn dragon that he was, Hitsugaya refused to let out a peep…even if this was incredibly painful. Anyone else would be screaming their head off crying. Not this dragon, no way in fucking hell. "My, my we have a strong now will don't we?"
"No matter. I'll break you either way."
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"What the hell do you mean we're not going to go after him!?!" yelled a very furious strawberry.
"He will be heavily guarded and we can't afford to lose another captain."
"God damnit! You old fart! That's completely unfair! We HAVE to go save Toushirou and— "
"ENOUGH!! Do not get you personal emotions in with this Kurosaki-taichou!"
"Bastard!" screamed Ichigo as he stormed out of the room.
The room grew quiet as the rest of the taichou's looked at Yamamoto expectantly. "What are we to do? We all know he will go after Hitsugaya-taichou with or without help. Even if it is against orders." Said Ukitake
"Dismissed!"
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That bastard thought the bleeding captain. His breathing was hollow. Broken bones and opens wounds covered his body.
"Not a sound or a tear. I'm very impressed, the only problem is…..I don't want a doll that doesn't scream or beg for mercy. It's not beautiful. Scream for me boy."
"Fuck you."
"Oh? Maybe we could make our lesson a little bit longer?"
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Blood trailed behind them on the white stone floor. Hitsugaya had gone unconscious from pain and lack of blood, but Aizen wasn't worried for his life. In fact he couldn't care less. If the boy died it would be easier to make him into a hollow. Only Aizen liked a challenge. He wanted the boy to resist him.
The sadist had kept his smile all through those 8 hours of pain. Or in his case 'fun'. He was still smiling when he dumped the limp wounded body on the prison cell's floor. "Have a good night my beautiful doll."
When he turned and left Hitsugaya opened his eyes and dragged his body to one of the corners. Laying there he curled up into a small little ball, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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The rescue team was small but strong. Matsumoto, Rukia, Renji, Ikkaku, Ishida, Chad, Inoue and Ichigo set out to Hueco Mundo to save Hitsugaya.
All eight of them crashed through the portal landing face first into the sand. "'Bout time ya'll got here!" laughed Yammy.
They had teleported right in front of Las Noches in the center of awaiting espada. Obviously Aizen had planned this and sent his minions to kill them. "What the fuck did you do to Toushirou?!" yelled Ichigo as he pulled Zangetsu.
"Who knows." Replied Ulquiorra in his usual emotionless tone.
"Fucking Bullshit! Getsuga tensho!!!!"
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It was a failure. Their attempt to save the icy captain failed miserably. Their defeat was something Ichigo did not take lightly. He hated everyone who tried to comfort him. To tell his it was ok. It's NOT okay. He hated his boyfriends lingering reiatsu, reminding him of his failure. He hated his lover's sweet sent on his bed. He hated the fact that he failed his most important person in all the worlds. Most of all, he hated himself for being too weak to save him. Oh yes, Ichigo was full of hate and anger, and his only way to vent was to take it out on others. Even Zaraki avoided him.
Hellas lot of rain in here king. Ya mind lightening up a bit?
Shut the fuck up Hichigo. I'm not in the fucking mood to deal with your shit.
Why? Because you couldn't save your skimpy little boyfriend?
Shut up!
HAHAHAH! Why king? Why should I? you know if you used my power you could have had a change to save the kid? Oh no, you just to STUPID!
SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!
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