Toshiro ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Shit! He thought desperately. He agilely leapt out of the way just as a giant iced hand came smashing down next to where he'd been seconds before. This hollow is a lot tougher than I thought… even with Hyōrinmaru it is a tough match.

"Groaaaaar!" it roared at him.

I shouldn't have to use Bankai right now, but I will let it have a little taste of my power so that it knows its place! Toshiro thought determinedly. Toshiro clenched his teeth, exclaiming "Hyōryū!" and the ice dragon's wings seeped and attached to Toshiro's back, and the frosty blue glittered like a kaleidoscope diamond and was harder than steel. Toshiro's resolve was absolute. He refused to lose. He'd recently developed a technique that was a mini Bankai version of his actual Bonkai,

"Alright…. It's time to end this little farce!" Toshiro exclaimed. He'd managed to encase one of the hollow's hands in solid ice, but that put him at a disadvantage because he'd underestimated this hollow's spiritual strength.

That was a deadly mistake.

The hollow was twelve feet tall and approximately over 5000 lbs. It's mask covered its whole face, and had two literally bone ears that were four feet long and stood straight up to the farther sides of its head. It was a dark brown color and had a tail which was different from any other hollow Toshiro had ever fought against. The tail's tip looked like a spade symbol from cards, and was as thick as Toshiro's own head. Its eye sockets where three times the size of it's already bigger than his head nostrils.

It roared again, sending shock waves that nearly blasted Toshiro back. Damn it! He thought angrily, why is this hollow so hard to beat! I just need to focus better.. that's all! He thought to himself reassuringly. It was my own fault for being careless, but, in the end I'll still win!

His ice dragon wings synchronized with his heart beat and he was able to dodge the hollow's advances with its now frozen club-like fist.

Toshiro roared another command and icicle particles began to surround and revolve around him faster and faster.

"Ryūsenka- "dragon hail flower!"

The icicle particles all aligned, and then shot down repetitively at the hollow who bellowed its contempt and smashed over half in a split second.

Toshiro was stunned. This was the first time that that had ever happened. There's no way! He thought stunned.

"Once more!" he exclaimed, not letting his emotions control his actions. The particles rotated even faster than before, until they were a blur of light and ice, and then they shot down like lightning impaling the giant hollow. It roared in agony, as its arms were torn off and the blood gushed from the sockets.

The particles implanted themselves in its legs, thighs, before Toshiro could aim for its head and neck, it opened its mouth and Toshiro's eyes widened at what was in it.

A human soul!

That civilian! Toshiro thought completely caught off guard. Normally the hollows would devour human souls that hadn't been turned into hollows or hadn't been sent to Soul Society, and they would gain their spiritual power from it. But this hollow… Toshiro's face became set in a poker face. Well, this is an interesting turn of events, he thought grimly. Now he couldn't just destroy the hollow because he may harm the human soul whose chain in his chest still had a good 10 links.

He had the strangest clothing on that Toshiro could have ever imagined. He had long silver hair, and wore a red robe with long sleeves. Toshiro was still at a safe distance from the now slow paced hollow, but he could've sworn this spirit… had cat ears?

He was about to go in to save him regardless when the soul suddenly opened its eyes, and shouted, "AHA! Now's my chance to escape! Hijin Kesso- blades of blood! " and Toshiro watched in disbelief as this guy put a hand onto his shoulder, and then brought the hand covered in his blood crashing down inside the hollow's mouth. The blood lit up and literally tore right through the hollow's mouth. It screamed in agony and clamped its mouth shut, but instead spit out the soul because now its mouth was full of its blood and that soul's from its attack.

What the hell is he? Toshiro wondered in shock and amazement.

He was startled when the soul looked at him and spoke in a condescending tone. "YO! You gonna help me kid or just stand there gaping like an idiot!"

Toshiro's vein twitched. "I AM NOT A KID!" he yelled angrily. He became pissed when the soul rolled its eyes at him.

"Yeah whatever, just lend me that sword of yours." He commanded, dodging the hollow on the ground while it tried to smash him.

"The hell! No fucking way you're getting MY sword!" Toshiro yelled angrily.

The hollow roared and before the obnoxious soul could get out of the way, he was hit in the side. Hard. He collapsed on the spot, and one of his chain links, began eating away at the others. "Not this shit again!" he complained.

Toshiro had to wonder why that was the biggest concern at the moment, and not the fact that that hollow was about to stomp him. My turn now, he thought dryly.

"Hyōryū Senbi- Ice dragon swirling tail!" he swung his sword in a linear direction and created overflowing ice from his blade in the form of a crescent. It descended and wrapped itself around the hollow, squeezing in like a giant serpent; with sharp ice edges. The hollow roared in pain, and its hatred sent a shiver down Toshiro's pine. With a flick of his wrist, the job was done. The hollow faded into dust.

"That's incredible!" the soul said in awe.

Toshiro was still pissed, but some of his anger subsided at this un-predicted compliment. He landed on the ground, and then sheathed his sword. His wings disappeared into a mist.

"What is your name, soul?" Toshiro asked.

"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." The soul responded.

"Captain Hitsugaya, Soul Reaper, Captain of the tenth division." He responded coolly.

"Captain? Of what? You mean there are more kids running around with swords? Isn't that dangerous for mortals like you?" the soul said rudely.

"I beg your pardon," Toshiro said, trying not get angry.

"Is that white hair even natural?" the soul asked bluntly.

"I could say the same for your silver hair." Toshiro said evenly.

"Your eyes match your personality," the soul responded swiftly.

"Yeah, can't say the same for yours. You're not exactly gold." Retorted Toshiro.

"Look kid, it was fun playing Shinigami with you, but now I got to get back to

where I'm from." The soul said dismissively.

Toshiro's vein throbbed from anger. He was surprised this fool couldn't see how mad

he was at the ungrateful asshole. "And who was it that saved your ass? Hm? I'll also have you know, I'm over a hundred years old!"

The soul yawned. "Really now? You sure don't act it. I'm over a hundred years old, and you don't see me being rude."

Toshiro was angry, but this piece of information caught his interest. "You're… over a 100 yrs. old?"

"And counting. I was looking for a friend of mine… a girl… and I ended up in a fight with some whack job demon I've never seen before." The soul said looking around himself at the surrounding park they were located.

"Demon? We don't have demons." Toshiro said annoyed.

The soul looked at him incredulously. "Hello!" he said pissed, "Do you not see my demon ears? Did you miss the memo where I kicked ass from inside that demon's smelly mouth. I never knew that human breath mints would save my life."

"That demon of yours is actually called a hollow. A hollow is a spirit that hasn't crossed over and has become bad. It's my job as a soul reaper to destroy these monsters. But what I'm curious about, is how you're related to all this. You're not a hollow, your soul link isn't all gone yet." While Toshiro was talking, Inyuasha had bent down and began sniffing the ground, almost like a… dog?

"My what what and the what now?" he said in a uncaring tone.

Toshiro decided to enlighten him, "You're soul link will eat each other out, and after that happens, you'll have a hole in your chest and basically turn into a hollow. Since you're no shinigami, and I don't know what you are yet-"

"I'm a demon, you dumbass. Did I not make that clear?" he rolled his eyes haughtily.

Toshiro was gonna comment on that with his sword, but suddenly a girl's voice carried over. "Inyuasha! Where are you? Inyuasha!" she had black hair, and brown insightful eyes. She was wearing a school uniform that was white with a green collar and knee length skirt.

The obnoxious soul, who Toshiro presumed was Inyuasha, called back. "Kagome! It took you long enough but I'll forgive you because I'm just glad to see you're safe."

She continued to look around worriedly.

"HELLO!" Inyuasha's tone became a mix of annoyed and panicky.

"I already told you, you're dead." Said Toshiro.

"Is that a threat?" growled Inyuasha.

"No, you …cod. Listen here, you, cannot return to the world of the living. I don't care what you are, but all the same, you're dead. Not alive, therefore, I can send you on your way, or you can stay here and rot."

"Wow, you're cold." Inyuasha snapped. "I have to return to my world. I can't be dead."

"Idiot, you can't. You're dead!" Toshiro seethed.

"Fine wise ass, fix it then! So I can leave! And do it fast, I haven't got all day." Inyuasha growled impatiently.

Toshiro tried to count to five in his head. The only consoling thought he could think of was seeing this guy get eaten. Then he turned, and he walked away. He only got a couple of feet when he suddenly felt a funny sensation in his arms. He looked back in the direction he'd left, and saw half of a pink jewel glowing and sparkling, and then his legs began to feel heavy. Before he could react, or call out, he was pitched into unconsciousness.