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Matsumoto were shunpoing as fast as she could down the halls to the fourth squad, tears clouding her sight.
"M-Matsumo...Matsumoto... "
Matsumoto looked down at her pale taichou. His lips were turning blue and he was sweating a lot.
"Shh, don't talk taichou. We're almost there, hang in there, please..."
Toushiro nodded and closed his eyes tight in concentration. It hurt! It hurt so damn much! Although.... it was almost hurting so much that he couldn't feel it... was that a good thing?
"M-Matsumoto... I can't... feel... my arm... it's getting... dull... "
Matsumoto gasped and hurried even more. A few minutes later then finally made it to the fourth division. Matsumoto ran faster and faster until she made it to Unohana's office where she opened the door with a loud SLAM! and then sank o her knees, clutching the small body of her taichou. Unohana who'd been sitting at her desk quickly rose to her feet and hurried over to them. She took Hitsugaya's, now motionless and unconcious, body from Matsumoto and ran over to a bed. She quickly started to give orders and treating him.
"What on earth happened?"
"An espada..." panted Matsumoto. Unohana nodded, she didn't have to know more.
"Matsumoto-fukutaichou, I admire you for taking him all the way here, but right now, you have to leave this room. We have to do some surgery, fast"
Matsumoto hestiated and eyed her taichou, looking so fragile there on the bed, but then she nodded and left the room. She sat down on the floor and leaned against the wall.
After about twenty minutes, Ukitake, Mishiro and Kyoraku arrived. Mishiro and Ukitake were pale and they all panted.
"Where is he?" demanded Mishiro. Matsumoto pointed at the room, but when Mishiro stepped forward, she shook her head.
"You can't enter... Unohana-taichou's orders"
"But it's my son! My son is in there!"
She sank to her knees.
"All because of me..." she sobbed and hid her face in her hands. Ukitake put a hand on her shoulder.
"I know that, Mishiro. But if Unohana-taichou tells us to stay out here, then it's because we'd only make it worse"
"I know but..."
"Just relax..."
She sighed in defeat and removed her hands from her face.
"So... while we're waiting... I guess you want an explanation, am I right?"
They all nodded and she sighed again. She opened her mouth to start, when the door behind them opened and Unohana stepped out. The all turned to her with worried faces. Matsumoto and Mishiro stood up, pale as sheets.
"Well?" asked Ukitake.
"He's going to make it. You may see him now if you like. But he's sleeping, don't you dare wake him up..."
They nodded and hurried as quiet as they possibly could over to his bed.
His breathing was even again and he wasn't pale anymore nor did it look like he was in pain. They all sighed in relief and sat down next to him. Mishiro grabbed his right hand and tried not to look at the left arm... or what was left of it. She started to sob and clutched his hand slightly tighter.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, Shiro-chan..." she whispered and tears slowly started to fall. Ukitke walked over to her.
"Mishiro, it isn't your fault... that espada controled you and you know that. You didn't want to hurt him..."
"But I still did. It was his blood that I had to wipe away from my sword, it was his chest I cut and it was his head that I was going to..."
She wasn't able to say more, she cried too hard. Ukitake patted her shoulder, sympathicly (A.N: Word??). Kyoraku cleared his throat and they turned to him.
"Hrrm, not that I want to ruin the moment or something, but can you please explain what's going on here, Mishiro-chan?"
Mishiro nodded and wiped away her tears. She took a deep breath.
"Well, it all started with..."
A few days later
Mishiro had returned to her room to get some sleep. Ukitake guarded Toushiro who hadn't woke up yet. He had promised her to get her whenever Toushirou'd wake up. He held Toushiro's hand and had just fallen asleep a little, when he felt Toushiro's hand hold his tighter followed by a grunt. Ukitake quickly sat up.
"Toushiro?"
"... U-Ukitake...?"
Ukitake sighed in relief and called for a member of the fourth, their nurse.
"Can you contact Mishiro and tell her that he has awaken? Tell Unohana-taichou as well"
The girl nodded and left. Toushiro groaned. Ukitake turned to him. He slowly opened his teal eyes, but squeezed them shut again like the light was blinding him.
"Toushiro? How are you feeling?"
"Odd... and thirsty..."
Ukitake nodded. He took a glass from the table next to the bed and filled it with water, then he turned to Toushiro again.
"Can you sit up by yourself, or do you need help?"
Toushiro opened his eyes again and blinked a few times, before frowning and nodding.
"Of course I ca... WUAH!"
He had tried to push himself into a sitting positions using his arms, but since he'd forgotten that he only had one, he fell to the left side of the bed. Ukitake threw himself forward and grabbed Toushiro's arm to stop his fall, but instead of succeding, he dragged Toushiro, who had just regained his balance, down with him. The pillow and the blanket went down as well and got entwinned in their legs and arms. Not to mention the the table with the glass came flying to and made them both wet. When they landed, Ukitake was lying on his back on the floor, holding Toushiro up. They both just stared at eachother for a while, and then burst out laughing. Ukitake helped Toushiro back in bed, the boy protesting, Ukitake still laughing quietly to himself. He sat down on his chair and handed a new glass of water to Toushiro.
"Heh, such a good father I am...."
Toushiro was quiet for a while.
"To be honest, it's a little hard to think of you as my father. It still feels like you're my collegue..."
"Well, I am..."
"Urusai, you know what I mean"
Ukitake chuckeled.
"Yes, I do, I'm just teasing you. I'm just so happy that you made it..."
"Well, I did but..." Toushiro whispered and eyed his left arm. Ukitake sighed.
"Yes, but fortunately, Kurotsuchi-taichou is working on a new one for you, it should be done today I think, we can ask Unohana when she arrives..."
Toushiro swallowed.
"And what about okaa-sa... Mishiro?"
"Call her okaa-san, it's not a secret anymore. She's fine, as soon as you are all recovered, were going to have a captain's meeting where she can explain it all to the rest of the catains and the soutaichou"
Toushiro raised an eyebrow.
"What for? It isn't that big that she's my mother, is it?"
"No it's special, of course, but... did you hear what the espada said?"
Toushiro tried to remember, but all of his memories after his armed had gotten chopped off, were fuzzy. He shook his head.
"No, I didn't... but I guess it was important... what was it?"
Ukitake sighed. He was so not prepared for this!
"Well... why don't you ask her or just wait until she explains it on the captain's meeting?"
"Well, I..."
"TOUSHIRO!!"
Toushiro turned to the door and was quickly blinded by something black and warm. It was his mother that gave him a back-breaking hug. She hugged him closed and inhaled his scent.
"Oh, Toushiro... can you ever forgive me? I'm so happy that you're all right..."
"O-Okaa-san?"
She backed away.
"Sorry Toushiro, I'm so sorry for everything..."
"Don't be, it isn't your fault that I...."
"Yes it is my fault! I was careless and because of that... you..."
"Don't blame yourself, it isn't true... at all. And I'm going to get a new one, right?"
She nodded and stroke his head.
"Yes you are, but still..."
"Quiet, that's an order. It isn't your fault, period. Don't think about it anymore!"
Mishiro sighed and nodded.
"Yes sir... "
Right then Unohana entered the room. She smiled kindly at the three of them.
"I'm happy to see that you are feeling better now, Hitsugaya-taichou"
He nodded.
"Un, thank you very much, Unohana-taichou"
She smiled again.
"I have good new, just like he promised, Kurotsuchi-taichou made you a new arm, it's done now. All we have to do is connect it. They'll be here any second now"
Toushiro didn't like the sound of that.
"They?"
"Well, Kurotsuchi-taichou and Nemu-fukutaichou of course. They are going to put it on"
Toushiro glanced at his parents and then back at Unohana.
"Do not worry, Hitsugaya-taichou. I'll be here as well, keeping an eye on them"
Toushiro sighed in relief. Right then, there was a knock on the door. The nurse opened the door and, speaking the devil, it was Kurotsuchi and Nemu. Kurotsuchi smirked and walked over to the bed. Mishiro bowed to him but didn't leave the bed.
"Well good morning, Hitsugaya..."
"Kurotsuchi..." It wasn't a greeting, it was a statement. Kurotsuchi leaned closer and Toushiro leaned away from him.
"Anyway, I've got your arm now.... Nemu" he said and snapped his fingers. Nemu came closer and handed him an arm made of pure silver. It looked exactly like a normal arm, except for the colour and the snirkling patterns on it. It was beautiful.
"Is that my new arm?" Toushiro asked and pointed at it. Kurotsuchi sighed.
"And they say you're a genious.... yes, it is..." he said and then smirked. "Now, let's connect it..."
Toushiro tried not to swallow hard and then he nodded.
"Yes, let's do it"
Kurotsuchi nodded and pressed him down in the bed.
"Now, stretch your arm out..."
Toushiro hestiated and glanced at his parents, but the both nodded and he did what he was told. Kurotsuchi turned to Unohana.
"I need a needle and a sharp knife..."
Toushiro flinched and so did Mishiro and Ukitake, but Unohana simply nodded and handed him the tools. Kurotsuchi put the silver arm beneath the real one and pressed them together and then, he started to connect the nerves. Toushiro gasped and tried not to flinch every time the needle dug through his skin and nerves and the knife cut his flesh to reach them. He broke into a cold sweat and tried not to scream.
"There there, almost done... just a few twenty minutes left..."
Toushiro groaned. Twenty minutes?! He HAD to be kidding. Unohana watched over it all, her face like a mask, it showed no emotion at all... or maybe, a little pain.
Toushiro tried to beathe calmly and not pant, a task that proved to be impossible. He had to bite his tongue to hold himself from screaming.
About ten minutes later Kurotsuchi nodded to himself.
"It's time to connect it"
Toushiro turned to him.
"C-connect it?! What have oyu been doing these past minutes if not connected it?!" he panted. Kurotsuchi sighed.
"I had to put everything in place of course. But now, for your nerves..." he whispered and pressed a certain spot on the arm and Toushiro screamed. It hurt! Like someone had pierced him with needles and knives all over his body. He closed his eyes tightly. No matter how painful, he wouldn't cry.
"That was the easy part, don't be such a whimp... now for your reiatsu flow to be connected..."
Toushiro groaned again. Easy part?! He cursed under his breath and made himself ready. Kurotsuchi pressed another spot and the patterns on the arm started to glow.
And it hurt. It hurt so much! Toushiro couldn't even scream! Instead tears started to fall down his cheeks, he couldn't help it. His body was burning and he was paralyzed, he couldn't move because of the pain.
"Toushiro? Toushiro!?"
He glanced at his mum. She was crying as well and she held his hand close to her heart.
A few hours later, he was finally able to move, it didn't hurt anymore. Kurotsuchi, who'd gotten himself a drink while he was waiting for Toushiro to recover, was sitting with his cup next to the door. He didn't do it because he cared, he just wanted to see how much time it would take for the "patient" to get over the "little surgery pain", as he called it. Toushiro turned to Kurotsuchi.
"Th-thank you... Kurotsuchi..."
Kurotsuchi just waved it away with his hand.
"Whatever"
Toushiro eyed his new arm. It really fit him well. Silver and the patterns glowing a faint blue light. Although, it made him "stick out" more than usual, and he didn't like that.
"Is there anyway to make it look like a real arm?"
"Sure there is..." Kurotsuchi said... and then smiled again. His creepy creepy smile.
"There are many squad members that would gladly give up their arm for a taichou..."
Toushiro narrowed his eyes and then shook his head.
"No, no one is going to give their... arm to me. This is fine, thank you"
Toushiro felt sick! Kurotsuchi would actually have used another shinigamis skin to cover up the silver! That was never, ever going to happen...
A few weeks later
Toushiro and Mishiro were on their way to the captain's meeting, the meeting where the true story behind Toushiro's birth and Mishiro's past. They were both very quiet, not knowing what to say.
When they stopped, Toushiro turned to Mishiro.
"Just calm down and try to talk clearly. I have to act like I'm noting but your taichou, understand?"
"Yes, sir"
"And when they ask questions, don't try to lie or hide anything, they'll notice and that won't do any good at all. Be honest and calm, and evrything is going to work out just fine"
She nodded and he smiled, then they opened the door and they both made their faces emotionless and concentrated. They both bowed for the soutaichou, Mishiro much deeper than Toushiro. He glanced at her and then walked over to stand in his place, between Kurotsuchi and Kyoraku. Kurotsuchi eyed Toushiro's arm and smirked.
"So, how do you like your new arm?"
"It's perfect"
"Glad to hear that..."
Yamamoto cleared his throat and they both shut up immideatly.
"Hitsugaya Mishiro, is that your true identity?"
Mishiro nodded.
"Yes it is, sir"
"And are you really Hitsugaya-taichou's mother and Ukitake-taichou's partner"
"That I am, sir"
"Then tell us the whole story about you and Ukitake and why the Espada called Hitsugaya-taichou Aizen's son..."
Toushiro paled and stiftened (A.U:SPELLING FTW!). He watched his fellow taichous to see if they showed some kind of emotion or sign that this was just a joke. No one did. He tried to calm down, now he REALLY wanted to know what was going on...
His heart beat very fast and hard. Thu-thump thu-thump thu-thump
Mishiro took a deep breath.
"It all started when I was out in the woods all by myself and I got attacked by a man. He tried to rob me and I screamed for help. Luckily, Ukitake-taichou happened to pass by right then. He killed the man and saved me. He was a seated officer when that happened, an officer who was simply taking a walk. It was love at first sight and we started seeing eachother more and more often. After a few years, he was gone a longer time. When he finally returned to me, we shared a passion not yet experienced to any of us..."
She didn't want to say more. After all, her son was standing just a few meters away from her!
"Then, a few days later, he came again, at night. Only this time, when he was going to leave, he took out a sword... and tried to kill me..."
She made a pause and shook her head as if she wanted to get rid of a nasty memory.
"I ran and ran, and I don't know how, but I somehow managed to flee. When I did, I managed to catch a glimpse of him. It was a man with brown hair and glasses. He somehow tricked me into thinking that he was Ukitake-taichou. I never met Ukitake-taihcou again... I didn't get a chance to say good bye. The next time he was coming for me, I wasn't there, I didn't dare to return...
Weeks later, I found out that I was pregnant. I was shocked! It wasn't physically possible to get pregnant in the Soul Society! But still, somehow I was. I didn't know what to do! I didn't know who the father of the baby was, nor what I would do or where I should go...
Some days later, I met Aiha. She helped me and offered me a place to live in. Then, a snowy day in december, I gave birth to Hitsugaya-taichou and I hoped, I prayed, that he was... is, Ukitake-taichou's son and not Aizen's"
A heavy silence followed the speach. After some time, Toushiro was finally able to talk.
"So... hrrm, you don't know for sure?"
She shook her head.
"No, I don't"
"And it is possible that Aizen is my father...?"
She nodded.
"Yes... I'm afraid it is..."
Yamamoto interrupted them again.
"Then I guess that I have no other choice... arrest them"
They both gasped when the other captains grabbed their arms and pulled them behind their backs.
"What for?! Yamamoto-soutaichou, this isn't...!" tried Toushiro, but Yamamoto didn't listen.
"It is possible that you have Aizen's blood in you and we don't know what may happen if we don't"
"Do you mean that we'd BETRAY you?!"
"We can't take any risks"
"With all due respect,sir, it's ridiculous! I would never betray you! I want to kill Aizen with my own hands! And I wouldn't have resisted when they tried to kidnap me if I was with them, would I?!"
"All the more reason to keep you behind bars. If for nothing else, it will keep you safe. You may have your zanpakutou near by, nothing else. Take them away"
Me: DONE! FINALLY! Sorry if I said that this was going to be updated earlier, but school started and many things came in the way, sorry!
Takara: Yeah... but now we know... and i hate the old guy...
Me: Yeah, I hate him too... I hate wannabe-Gandalf and Kurotsuchi...
Takara: Nah, you don't say?
Me: Shut up... PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!