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Crying

The room was in complete silence. No one in the room believed what was happening. The tenth squad captain was late for a meeting. The young captain was never late. He was actually obsessed with punctuality.

The door opened slowly revealing the young captain. The others captains waited for him to enter the room. Slowly the white haired boy made his way to the front of the room. He felt the eyes the eyes of everybody in the room on him. 'I better finish this quickly,' he thought with a groan.

"Captain Hitsugay, can you please explain to us why you were two hours late?" the first squad captain asked.

"I'm truly sorry captain Yamamoto for coming late, but yesterday I stayed up late doing paper work," Hitsugaya lied.

Captain Yamamoto just nodded. "Because this was your first time late I will forgive you. I expect you on time next time."

Hitsugay nodded and turned around to find his place when the other captain said, "And also next time you better say the truth."

The room exploded in laughter. The young captain was tomato red when he found his place in the room.

He stood in his place trying to ignore the laughs. This was the first time in his life that someone made of fun of him. He was angry. Not only because of the laughs but with himself.

"Why can't I stop thinking of her?" He had been awake all night thinking of Rukia. Every time he closed his eyes a mental picture of her appeared. "I haven't staid awake thinking of someone since Hinamori's death," he thought feeling the familiar pain come to his heart.

During all the meeting he didn't pay too much attention. He keep wondering why he always thought of Rukia. He wondered what was the feeling he felt when he was near her. The only conclusion he got was that maybe he liked her.

He didn't want to like anybody else. Liking another person would mean that he would forget Hinamori. "But I don't want to forget her." Pain came to his heart.

Matsumoto was laying on the sofa when the door opened with a bang. She fell to the floor with a squeak. She heard someone cursing. "Captain?" she asked.

"What?" he said with an icy tone.

"Are you okay?" she asked with a nervous voice.

"Why?" he said with the same icy tone.

"Uh...well you look mad. You are usually very calm, captain" the red haired woman said.

He looked at her with cold green eyes. He couldn't tell her what. "None of your business; I will go train," he said. He walked to the door and excited the room. He felted someone grabbing his arm. "Wait captain," Matsumoto said "You have been training a lot. I was wondering if I could train with you." She looked at him with hopeful eyes.

"No," he simply said. He turned around and left the room. She watched him go with tears in her gray eyes. She wanted to help him forget Hinamori's death, to help erase painful memories. She wanted to be the one to save him from his sorrow, but it seemed that he didn't want to be saved.

'Why don't you let me help you,' she thought. Tears now fell to the ground.

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