Chapter 7 – Fighting for you, part 2

Hitsugaya Toshiro's POV

Little one, stand up. You cannot lay here; you have friends that need your help. If you stand up, I will give you my strength so we together can fight this menos. The taicho could hear the voice, but everything was pitching black. He wished to obey the voice, but he couldn't. Stand, little one! You were strong enough to use my power so many years ago. Now you should manage to rise. He tried to find his voice, tried to push the darkness away, tried to stand, but he didn't. Hinamori will not have anyone protecting her. She will be in danger.

No! That is correct. I will not let any harm come to her. I promised myself that. I promised her! Yes, master. Now let me help you! Toshiro could hear a loud roar. Whether others could hear it or not, he did not know, neither did he care. All he cared about was the power that started to stream through his body.

Slowly, but surely, the darkness faded away and he could see the dragon in his mind. Shortly after he started to batter his eyelids to open them. Firstly he could only see some spots of color here and there, but after blinking a few times the landscape became clear. He took a quick look at himself to see the damage done. His haori was torn, and the fabric that once was white was now mostly red. He placed Hyourinmaru next to him to take it off. It is of no use now; it will only get in the way. He saw the blood spilling from the wound in his stomach. He also felt the blood dripping down his neck and back, as well as the blood coming from the cut at his cheek and eyebrow. He turned to look at the place he had laid only moments before. It was blood both on the stone he had hit his head as well as the ground.

Hyourinmaru, you were right. It seems like Hyōten Hyakkasō is our only option now. Even with your help, my body will not take this for much longer. He started to run the way he knew the menos would be. He was too scared of using too much power, so he would not use shunpo to catch up, it could not have gotten that far. I know you do not like this master, but it will be for the best. I will do it, but I will make sure my friends and sub-ordinates are safe first. With that he dashed through the woods.

Hinamori's POV

Please be alright Toshiro. After Hinamori had gotten back from the meadow, she was not focused she did as her friend had told her, of course, but she kept a constant lookout for him. Hoping, praying, he would walk through the trees. She shifted to another patient looking at his wounds, knowing that she could do nothing about the poison. Toshiro, you need to hurry. These men can't handle the poison much longer... Her mind raced back to her friends own injuries. And neither can you.

Just then she heard a noise from the woods, first she though that it might be her friend. It did not take her long to realize it was something far worse than that. The first she saw was a big body emerging from the trees, breaking them as it did so. Secondly she saw the dreadful arm shooting towards them once again. She noticed that Kurosaki made a move to stop the menos, but before he could reach something else came in the way. The figure was quite tall, and very slim, but she could see that the body had toned muscles. The figure was wearing a black Shihakushō that clung to his torso. First she thought it was because it was tight, but then she understood that it was blood, slowly drying, that made this effect. When she realized this she was afraid to let her eyes wonder longer. Of course she already knew who it was, but seeing the white hair would make it so much more real. Slowly she let her eyes trace the paths of blood up to his head, seeing the white haired all messed up and showing signs of being colored red at some places.

No! It is too much blood, he has lost too much! The poison… The poison! She felt herself starting to shake and silently cursed herself for being so weak. At the same time, she knew she couldn't do anything with it. It was her closest and most important friend, and she could almost see the life draining out of him. As she half stood half sat there and watched him, her eyes caught sight of the drops of blood tripping from his body and hitting the ground under him. With a jolt she stood and let her voice ring through the forest.

"TOSHIRO, YOU PROMISED!"

Then said boy gave a push to the arm, knocking it back a little. This time, when he reached out for it he also managed to cut it off. He jumped back to where the raven haired girl stood and turned to wipe away some of the tears flooding down her cheeks. "Hush, Hinamori. I am still here, I am fine." The little gesture made her heart skip a beat and she felt safe, but it still could not get rid of the terror inside her. Now that she saw his face she could also see the cuts there and her breath caught once again. He dropped his hand and turned again. "Hinamori, I will use Hyōten Hyakkasō" He said it firmly. "But… But Toshiro, that is-". He cut her off. "I know." This time she managed to detect the slight fear in his voice.

Ichigo's POV

He saw the gesture he made, but his oblivious self-did not understand it. He is just kind, that woman with the breasts did say they were close. As he stood there, the words of the couple in front of him reached him. "Hinamori, I will use Hyōten Hyakkasō" He said it firmly. "But… But Toshiro, that is-" He cut her off. "I know." This time Ichigo heard a hint of emotion in his voice. What the heck? Hyoten what? I have never heard about that before. Is it some kind of new technique?

While he was thinking he made his way to Toshiro and Hinamori. "Yo, Toshiro! How come I haven't heard about this technique of yours?" the slightly shorter boy turned his head a tiny bit and glared at him. "First, it is Hitsugaya-taicho, to you. Secondly, I rarely use this technique." He turned his head back to the menos, in time to see yet another arm being shot out, followed by another. Both Ichigo and Toshiro blocked and arm this time. "But seriously Toshiro, what is it with this technique?" They both pushed back, managing to cut both arms. Only five arms to go. "This is not the time to explain, Kurosaki. Let us go a bit closer to the camp. Those claws are nothing to mess with."

Ichigo did not want to start any argument, well not about where they should stand so he retreated a bit. He noticed the raven haired girl did the same. "Dude, tell me! Is it dangerous or something?" When he stole a glance on the tensai this time he could almost see the vein pulsing on his forehead. He waited for his answer, knowing that the other man was pushed to his limits of irritation. Instead of the normal shouted answer Toshiro looked at the girl and told her to come closer. They were all centered in the middle of the camp, no great distance to the farthest shinigami. "Explain it to him, Hinamori."

Then the taicho was gone, for then to re appear in the air above them. Before anybody could react he waved his sword and an ice dragon appeared, flying right against them. "What the hell is he doing! Is he crazy?" the dragon flew in circles around them, rising towards the sky in a steady pace. Where it had been it left a thick solid wall of ice. "No" Said the little fragile girl next to him. "He is saving us." At this moment the dragon disappeared and they were surrendered by ice.

A/N

Hyōten Hyakkasō= Frozen Heaven Hundred Flower Funeral

Shihakushō= the standard Shinigami uniform

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