Hi peoples who are currently reading this fanfiction. I'm really really really really sorry that I didn't have this out sooner. When I was writing a chapter for this and was finished with it it didn't sound right so I changed that chapter to chapter eight and had to write another chapter seven so I'm really sorry and I will try to get more out after all where I live we have … drum roll SPRING BREAK!!!! So I will get more out and please enjoy!
"Sumimasen, I did not hear you correctly, who did you say it was?" I asked nervously. They looked at me confused.
"Hitsugaya Toushirou." They answered again.
"N-N-NANII!?!?!" Me and Shirou-chan both yelped at the same time. I started sweating real bad with despair clearly and fully seen on my face.
"THERE IS NO POSSIBLE WAY THAT I CAN BE WITH HIM. WE'RE BITTER RIVALS. ARE YOU GUYS IDIOTS? AREN'T YOU GUYS SMART ENOUGH TO COMPREHEND THAT FROM WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!" I cried in disbelief while at the Hitsugaya Toushirou said, "B-but I have to take care of the tenth division and I have no time on my hands for a student.
"One of the rules in the academy is to be prepared for the consequences that await you. You have done a severe crime and because of that you lost our trust. Because of that we have to take such extreme measures so that nothing like that will happen again." The spokesperson said.
"B-B-BUT SHIROU-CHAN DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO DESERVE SUCH A SEVERE CONSEQUENCE TOO!" I yelled. Wow. I'm so freaked that I have to help my archrival. Never has anything like this happen.
"Hitsugaya-taichou deserves the severe consequence of watching you. He was told by Kusajishi-fukutaichou that people were looking for you two to be found. When he found you two though, he stayed and watched instead of doing what he was supposed to do. For that he deserves the consequence." Yama-jii said.
"B-but" I tried.
"Enough. What is done is done." Yama-jii proclaimed as if a judge announced his verdict. I peered at Shirou-chan. His face was full of disbelief and self-pity. He's probably thinking how much hell I'd put him through… It's not a bad idea though.
"Hai Yama-jii. I understand." Everybody looked at me with surprise written all over their faces. I smiled.
"What? Did you think that I'd have a grudge on all of you guys and that I'd make you go through pure hell and torture?" I asked Yama-jii and the spokesperson.
"Yes. I humbly accept my fate with having Shirou-chan as my new "tutor"." I said bowing to them. I smirked. Yes I accept my fate or actually Shirou-chan's fate. Yes I will put him through personal hell for putting me in this situation and I will make sure he gets everything he deserves!
Before we left Yama-jii's office, he told me and Shirou-chan that I'm supposed to be his "subordinate" so it wouldn't cause uproar. I'm supposed to be in his sight from the hours of seven thirty o'clock till five o'clock. So long. Anyways, I got to change from my hostpital gown to an actual shinigami's uniform. At first it was cool and all but after three hours you kinda get tired of it. Yet anyway, we are both doing errands all around Seireitei and Shirou-chan doesn't seem to care that I have an injured leg and that I can't run that easily. Well … we aren't actually running. We're walking.
We seemed to go everywhere. I saw peoples of all sorts like there is some bald dude with red eye shadow hanging out with some guy with a feathery thing coming from his eye and his eyebrow. Who knew people outside of the academy actually dress like that. I shuddered from that weird and strange memory.
Now we are currently going to the fifth division to see Hinamori-fukutaichou. I think that Shirou-chan said that we were supposed to give her some papers about the increasing in dangerous hollows or something like that. Either way it's probably going to be boring and uninteresting. I sighed.
"How much longer are we going to be walking for?" I whined for the thirty-seventh time in three hours. I heard him intake breath through his tightly clenched teeth. Visible veins were appearing on his forehead … again.
"We're done … when we're done." He growled for the thirty-seventh time.
"Try being more specific." I reasoned. He growled again. He muttered silently to himself probably asking himself why he had to be put in this terrible situation. Is it my fault that he's pissed? No it's his fault for not being specific when telling me how long it'd take. He stopped in front of the taichou's office for the fifth division. Quietly he slid the door open and stepped inside. Inside there was a man pretty tall and had brown hair. Although he was looking down I could still see that he also wore glasses. He looked up to see Shirou-chan and me. I froze.
"Ah. Hello Hitsugaya-taichou. Who's this?" He asked. His eyes shifted toward me. Those eyes. So piercing. It felt as if cold dark hands were wrapping itself around me. Those eyes stay hidden under his glasses as if it it's a mask. Yet I could see it. The deep dark hidden power those glasses hide from the world. Cold sweat ran down my face.
"Her? She's my subordinate Kirei Himitsu. Is Hinamori fukutaichou present?" Toushirou asked. His eyes stayed locked onto mine. Never moving. Never straying. I felt cold hands run down to my neck squeezing me. Taking away my air to breath. He turned away back to Toushirou.
"I let Hinamori-san have a break. She should be outside under the trees. Have a nice day. Oh, and nice to meet you Kirei-san." Those hands slowly moved it's way from my neck. I slowly dropped to the ground gasping for breath. I felt tears move to my eyes almost flooding down in a torrent. I kept my eyes squeezed shut for a moment. I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Are you ok?" I heard a voice ask. I stared up to meet the slightly worried face of Toushirou. Quickly I put on a fake and smiling face to keep him from worrying. He stared back at me his face in suspicion. I stared back at him and smirked for a bit.
"Were you actually worried about me Shirou-chan?" I taunted grinning. His face went a little tiny bit red. He turned away quickly.
"No I wasn't." He argued back. I giggled in amazement.
"Yes. Yes you were worried about me!" I squeeled happily. How cute! I never would of thought that this immaturely mature taichou would actually be worried about someone he absolutely hates.
"NO I WASN'T" He yelled back.
"The more you argue the more I will think that you were worried about me WHICH you were." I grinned taunting him. He was about to argue back when somebody appeared. She had black hair, which was tied up in a tidy bun. She was pretty short but not as short as Shirou-chan and I. Her zanpakutou was tied from her waist and she seemed like a nice pretty girl pure girl. So Tousen-san would say. She smiled waving toward Shirou-chan.
"Konnichiwa Shirou-chan!" She exclaimed happily.
"It's not Shirou-chan. It's Hitsugaya-taichou." He answered back as sternly as ever. She smiled patting him on the head.
"I know but to me, you'll always be Shirou-chan." She exclaimed even more happily. I smirked toward Shirou-chan. I see Hinamori-chan hasn't changed a bit since the last time I saw her. I doubt she remembers me though. It's been more then one hundred years since I last seen her. I'm glad to see that she's doing well and she is still irritating the hell out of Shirou-chan.
"Yamamoto-soutaichou said to give this for you to see. Please give this to all of the other fukutaichous for them to see too…" He talked on more about stuff I will never even get in the next hundred years or so. I sighed sitting on the a huge rock a couple yards away from where they were talking. I closed my eyes and just tried remembering back for a bit.
I watched her move. Yoku-sensei was faster then any normal human would be being to see. Actually from what Ke-sensei says normal human beings cannot even see her even if she is not moving that fast. I wonder why. Why can't regular people see things just as extraordinary as this. It's a pity so Ke-sensei says. But he also says that it's for the better that they can't see people like Yoku-sensei because if they can see her, they'd be able to see hollows too. I sighed watching her move like lightning. Fast and nimble.
"Yoku-sensei Yoku-sensei!!!" I cried. "Can you teach me that?" I asked. She stared at me in surprise.
"You were watching me huh? That's good. The more you watch, the more you will learn." She said smiling.
."Can you teach me that?" I asked again.
"Huh? You mean shunpo?" I nodded.
"Ke-sensei says that you're awesome at it and a lot of people look up to you because you're so good at it!" I exclaimed happily.
"So he tells you about it yet from the sound of it, I guess he hasn't taught you that then." She mumbled to herself.
"It's going to be hard training. Are you sure about this?" She asked. I glared at her.
"Yoku-sensei! Even though I can't pronounce some words correctly and that I'm only three years old does not mean that I'm a wimp. Do not underestimate me Yoku-sensei!" I exclaimed angrily. She looked surprised and then smiled.
"Ok then. Tomorrow."
"Bye Shirou-chan! I'll visit you at your office soon!" She cried happily.
"Don't bother Momo you stupid bed wetter." He called back. She smiled and ran back to the office. I stared at Shirou-chan. His face stayed as impassive as ever as she ran away. My goodness. He even quitted doing that. I've been gone for I don't know how long and he resorts back to his old habits. He really did forget everything. I sighed as we finally walked back to the long tenth division office. He went to his usual spot, sat, and started doing his paperwork drinking tea.
I peeked over the couch staring at him. Damn he is good. He didn't once sigh at all the work he is doing. Keeping his usual face on. His impassive face or his bored face or my favorite, his poker face on. I stared at him for around an hour. All he did was write, at times casually drinking his tea, and keeping his poker face on. I growled. I can't take this anymore. I walked up to him and started to pull and push on his cheeks and mouth staying as focused as ever. I could feel his anger radiating on me.
"What are you doing?" He growled.
"Relaxing your facial muscles. Didn't you ever hear that saying that if you keep your face like how it is right now it'd freeze? If you keep your poker face on like that for the rest of your life you won't be able to smile anymore or laugh or do anything else like that. And if you did try to do any of those things you'd look really weird so I'm doing you a favor right now." I answered back. He opened his mouth to argue.
"Do not argue with me." I snapped cutting him off. I could feel the anger building inside of him like a ticking time bomb.
"Let. Go. Of. Me. Right. Now." He growled through clenched teeth. The room grew noticeably colder then I would've expected it to get. I glared back at him.
"Then why don't you try smiling for once! You've grown into an impassive freak that won't even smile once. You're becoming like Byakuya-taichou! I mean really, you always used to smile after you said good-bye to Hinamori-chan but now you never even smile once!" I yelled back at him. His eyes were wide.
"How do you know about that?" He asked quietly. Oh crap. Why'd I say that for? God Toushirou. You really have forgotten everything.
"A nice old lady in Rukongai told me about it." I lied. His eyes relaxed a bit showing a little bit of recognition and happiness. I turned back to look at the clock. Five fifteen.
"Well now at this time I bid you adieu. But I was really serious about you smiling and all ok? You wouldn't want your face to freeze like that. So stop with the mature act and smile more Shirou-chan. Especially when Hinamori says "to me you'll always be Shirou-chan" because I know you want to smile because inside you are thinking that she is so kawaii. After all you do like Hinamori-chan right? Yeah I bet you really do like Hina-"
"JUST LEAVE!!!"