One Drabble a day keeps Hiyori at bay
Fighter
Title: Old Memories
Song and Artist that Inspired the fic: Fighter by Christina Aguilera
Fandom: Bleach
Character (s): Sarugaki Hiyori and Hirako Shinji.
Category: Romance/Friendship/Drama
Rating: K
Warnings: *spoilers* from the manga 377, and episode 285 through the entire story, and just little cursing, I promise is not a lot. A bit of OOC and a tiny bit of fluff. Italics are for Hiyori's thoughts.
Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine, believe me if it was mine we would have Lisa/Kyoraku/Nanao all the time, just to see how both reacted of being in love with the same man.
Summary: An old and short explanation gives Hiyori more meaning than it did before.
When the time came for Hirako Shinji to pick a Fukutaichou, Sarugaki Hiyori, his best friend at the time, was the 6th seat of the 12th division of the Gotei 13. So naturally, she thought he'd choose her.
Dead wrong.
The blonde Taichou ended up choosing a brunette shinigami that wore glasses and had a calm expression at all times; he was the 4th seat of the 13th division, Aizen Sosuke.
Even if she felt hurt at the time, she didn't expect a reason, but Shinji gave it to her anyway. "There's something about him I need to see." Those were his only words on the subject. He never mentioned it again and she didn't speak to him in a month, but after that time she ignored the whole deal. The night she got her promotion from Hikifune Taichou, Hiyori re-thought about the phrase Shinji used to described his interest in Aizen. She always believed he meant something about his potential or his strength, but while she stared at the stars on the cloudless night, on the top of a warehouse thinking of the final fight they'd be having tomorrow, the little ex-shinigami understood.
Shinji had always known.
"It doesn't matter," Hirako Shinji said, making her shake from the sudden noise "'cause if it weren't for Aizen and his torture, we wouldn't know just how capable we are, so I wanna say thank you personally to him tomorrow".
She looked at him, snorted and nodded. After all, they were fighters.
A/N: I have to admit that I'm not very happy with this story, is too little and not developed enough, and in general the song is not my favorite. Een when I could do a bunch of things with the lyrics, it ended up being like this. Anyway, not my best, but a drabble none the less.
A tiny little thing about Aizen in this story. I made up he was in Ukitake's division BEFORE being Shinji's lieutenant; he couldn't just go from the Academy to 5th division fukutaichou, right? He's practically a god and all, but remember none knew at the time.
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