Chapter 5
"…no where else to go…" Rika smiled hopefully. Due to the preparations for the war, shinigamis known to have 'disappeared' kept un-disappearing. They were slowly filling up every room in soul society, each one filled with hope for the upcoming battle. The only rooms left were probably Captain Hitsugaya's and that was only because the fear felt by the rest, and not to mention that they would have to bear with Matsumoto for the whole night…
Hitsugaya sighed and reluctantly nodded towards the door to his left. The opened door was showing a huge bed set on the left side of the room, the right side being occupied with a desk, chair, and a stack of papers.
The door opened and closed as Rika came out, changed in her perfectly white pajamas. Her hair was tied in two low ponytails, and her eyes were drooping, after all, she was still a kid.
Then she asked suddenly, "Am I stealing your bed? I'm so sorry!"
"It's fine…" he muttered not looking up for his paperwork.
"Are you sure? Here, when you're done, join me on the other side of the bed. I don't move when I sleep, so…. I'll stay on my side! Please, I don't want you to get tired before the… and the Third Release takes a lot on you… and…" Rika went on, babbling like an idiot.
A light smile appeared on Hitsugaya's face, amused at how the little girl, whom he barley knew, was trying to persuade him to go to sleep. The smile disappeared just as fast as it appeared.
He nodded and ordered, "Alright, I'll join you later if I get tired. Now, before you faint and make me carry you back like the last few couple of times, go to sleep!"
A sudden chill crept over Rika that she hadn't noticed before. She forced her eyes to open, only to close them again as she saw that Hitsugaya had join her on the far right side of the wide bed. The chill lulled her to sleep, as it was something familiar to her, a pleasant memory in her past.
Yamamoto sighed. He was calculating battle plans in his head, erasing an idea as fast as he made them. He would just have to plan for the best, hoping that Rika had done her job. He wondered though, if there was something that the girl hadn't told her. She had seemed to be hesitating when she told him what had happened in the future.
He shook it off. He would find out sooner or later anyway. He looked out the window where the sun was rising. He knew that this afternoon, the Espadas would come with Aizen at the lead. It would be a terrible, but magnificent sight. It would be the war of the millennium. Now, the winner would determine everything, and even if they did win, how many of theirs would they loose? A hundred? A thousand?
He got up from his stiff chair, and walked back to his office. He was going to need all the energy he could get.
He smiled. They were ready. They were ready to win. They will win. It was certain now that they had a secret weapon up their sleeves. It was time.
Aizen nodded to the Espadas, and to the two other shinigamis that had rebelled against Yamamoto and joined him.
They were all smiling. It would be there victory, for certain. No matter how many they lost, they would get what they were aiming for. There was no doubt.
Hey, I hope you guys liked that. It wasn't as long as I hoped it would have been, but I suffered to get this done today. -- I apologize for not updating any sooner; I was busy over the weekend. Thanks for all those who have and hopefully review! (ed)