Yukiko: Whoo! Second chapter! That was fast!

Toshiro: 'I'm still mad at you.'

Yukiko: Wah? If that's the sign I love you, then I WUV YOU TOO SHIRO!

Toshiro: 'GET OFF ME!'

Momo: Here's the disclaimer: Yukiko Shiroryuu does not own any of us, only her story plot.

Yukiko: If I really did own Blech, then Toshiro would really be mute.

Toshiro: 'I'm going to kill you!'

Yukiko: I love you too!

LEGENDS!

"Talking"

Thoughts

'Hand Signs'

Days past since Toshiro's first day of school and things were happening over and over again. Ichigo goes to school following Toshiro, who left at the same time as he, try to have a nice conversation with the Hitsugaya, but failed with a silent treatment. He tries to have Toshiro eat with a couple of his friends, but again failed.

"Yo Ichigo, why do you even bother with him? He doesn't want to hang out with us so stopping asking already?" Renji Abarai, one of Ichigo's closest friends, said as he bit down on an apple. Ichigo watched Toshiro from his spot at a lunch table as the other boy was under his tree again reading the same binder.

"Shut up Pineapple!" A tick mark appeared on Renji's forehead due to the silly nickname.

"What did you call me Strawberry?"

"Ya heard me!"

They continued with pulling each others cheek or their hair that is until Rukia stepped in,

"You both just shut up! Geez!" She drop kicked them both, sending them towards the grass lawn. Ichigo was first to recover,

"Damn it Rukia! That hurt!" He then felt a pair of eyes watching him; he turned his head around and saw Toshiro looking at him with an amused expression. When Toshiro realized that he was being stared back by Ichigo, he blushed and looked back to his binder. The bell rang signaling that nutrition was over and that they were to return back to class. Ichigo stood up, wiped the excess grass on his uniform and looked to the lone tree again only to find Toshiro gone through the school building. The Berry picked up his school bag and violin case and walked to class with Rukia and Tatsuki, Renji and Orihime were in another class.

"Ichigo, will you play your violin for us?" asked Rukia.

"No."

Rukia ran ahead and stopped in front of Ichigo with her hands on her hips, "Well why not?"

Ichigo grew annoyed by Rukia's perks and just ignored her during their way to class. Sliding the door open, Ichigo stepped into class, along with Rukia and Tatsuki, and spotted Toshiro at his assigned desk looking at the chalkboard with nothing written on it. Ichigo sighed and sat at his desk all the while looking at Toshiro.

Why the hell am I getting so antsy about him not talking to me? If he doesn't want to talk to me, fine. I'll leave him be.

And that's what Ichigo did; he completely ignored the white haired kid for the rest of the day. During class, the teacher was forced to leave the classroom to assist to whatever happened in the main office, which allowed the students to do as they pleased for the time being. Ichigo stretched his arms upward and had a urge to look at Toshiro again.

Dammit stop!

Luckily Tatsuki and Rukia went to his desk and distracted him,

"I'm excited for lunch!" squealed Rukia.

Ichigo raised an eyebrow, "Why is that?"

Tatsuki socked Ichigo on the shoulder, "I can't believe you forgot! Today it Club Rush day."

Oh yeah! I completely forgot about that. It's the day were all students don't have last period and is to go out to the open area where clubs in the entire school are displayed.

"I heard it was mandatory this year, isn't?"

Tatsuki nodded her head, "why club are you joining Ichigo? I'm going to join the Martial Arts club."

Rukia bounced up, "I'm going to join the Artistic club!"

Ichigo let out a heart-filled laugh, which caught Toshiro's attention, "Really Rukia? I don't think they'll let you in with your crappy Chappy drawings - - OW!" Rukia smacked him across the face which left a bright red palm print on Ichigo's cheek.

"Chappy is not crappy! You just haven't realized it's true beauty!"

"Beauty my ass!"

Tatsuki shook her head at her friends, "So Ichigo which club are you joining?"

Before Ichigo could answer the end of class bell rang and everyone filed out to the open area to pick which club they want to be in. Ichigo stood up and grabbed his school bag and violin case, and left. Toshiro watched Ichigo walk out with his friends. He, too, was curious to know what club Ichigo was going to join. Shrugging his shoulders, Toshiro took his bag and walked out of the class.

Booth after booth was arranged in a large rectangle advertising their clubs for other students. It was like a mini festival. Ichigo saw his friends going to their respective clubs and wondered what club Toshiro was going to be in. He walked over to a classroom that was relatively large and had the sign on the wall that read, "Music Club". Smiling, Ichigo walked into the room and saw a grand piano against the wall near to the window, multiple music sheet stands and large drums off to the side. This is where he belonged, a world of music.

Ichigo was the first to arrive to he pulled up a chair from the side and placed it near the piano, sat, and waited. One by one students came in some with instruments in their hands. At the end of the line was none other than Toshiro Hitsugaya. Ichigo was shocked that he would be in, not only in his classes, the same club as he. Does he play an instrument? Toshiro and Ichigo locked eyes at each other, but again, Toshiro said nothing. The white haired teen looked around for a seat but found none, the only one available was the piano's bench but it was next to Ichigo. Letting out a huff, Toshiro trudged over to the bench and sat there not even taking a glimpse of Ichigo. The director of the club appeared, the director was a woman.

"Hello everyone, my name is Ms. Spencer. I am the director of the music club and orchestra. Rule number one in this club," she fell silent. All the students were nervous about her rules, "Please just call me Sarah! I hate being called Ms. Spencer, makes me feel old! Alright?"

All the students nodded their heads with a smile, this was going to be an awesome year.

"Alright, I want everyone to get to know each other. Let's start by saying you name, what instrument you play and 1 interesting fact about yourself. Like for example: Hi, my name is Sarah Spencer, I play the harp and I know sign language. Okay? Let's start with you over there."

A girl stood up and smiled, "Hi, my name is Miku Soraryuu, I play the cello and never give me any sugar or else I'll get super hyper." Miku sat down.

The next student was a boy, stood, "Hey, my name is Damon Sykes, I play the guitar and I am in the school's tennis team."

"Hey, my name is Shiori Sakamoto, I play the drums and don't think I look weak and such, I really hate bullies."

Then it was Ichigo's turn, "Yo, I'm Ichigo Kurosaki, I play the violin and yes, this is my natural hair color." He sat down and then it was Toshiro's turn. Inside the white haired teen's mind was,

HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO INTRODUCE MYSELF? THEY CAN'T UNDERSTAND SIGN LANGUAGE!

Toshiro looked up and saw every pair of eyes looking at him, Ms. Spencer's eyes widen and understood immediately and tried to save Toshiro from his embarrassment,

"It's alright, I know who you are. Everyone that is Toshiro Hitsugaya and he has a bit of a sore throat that's why he can't talk right now."

Toshiro looked at Ms. Spencer and gave her an expression of relief,

'Thank you.'

Ms. Spencer smiled and nodded and signed back, 'You're welcome.'

After a couple minutes later with everyone done introducing themselves; Ms. Spencer wanted everyone to play their instrument, well those who brought it and if the instrument was present in the room.

Miku went first and borrowed a cello from the storage room off to the side and began to play. Everyone listened and applauded as she finished, one by one students played their instruments and Ichigo was up. The Berry took out his violin from its case and stood in the middle of the circle and began to play. It was nothing Toshiro has ever heard; the soft solemn beginning soon picked up into allegro, it was as if he were listening to 3 different violins at once. Before Toshiro knew it, Ichigo had ended his piece earning a loud applaud before sitting back down next to him. Alas it was Toshiro's turn,

"So Toshiro what instrument do you play?" asked Shiori. Toshiro smiled and pointed at the piano behind him. Shiori smiled as did everyone else in the room. Toshiro went into his bag and pulled out a binder, Ichigo recognized it instantly.

That's the binder he keeps reading. So it must have be filled with music sheets.

Toshiro opened his binder and placed it on the stand and took a deep breath before placing his fingers on the keys. Ichigo looked at the piece he was going to play and it was called, Waltz of Chihiro, then the teen began to play. It was a slow piece, but it flowed like a small river. It was slow but it was a peaceful melody as if it was perfect to listen to just to look into the past. Ichigo closed his eyes and let himself get engulfed by the sweet music as did everyone else. Toshiro took his eyes off of the piano for a split second and saw Ichigo listening to him intently. A soft smile crept on his face as he continued to play. He ended the melody and everyone stayed silent, it made Toshiro nervous.

Was it that bad?

Ichigo was the first to realize that Toshiro stopped playing and opened his eyes to look at the pianist.

"That was amazing! You played to beautifully! It's better than mine!"

Toshiro felt a blush creep unto his face,

But you're violin is way better, Ichigo.

"That was so cool, Toshiro!" squealed Miku while Damon nodded with a smile.

Ms. Spencer looked at the clock and sighed,

"As much as I want to keep you all here, but it's time for you guys to go home."

With much sad responses, everyone left the room to their homes. Toshiro was collecting his pieces when at the corner of his eyes he saw Ichigo approach him.

"Wanna walk home together? We live really close to each other."

Toshiro's eyes widen, We do? Damn! Everywhere I go, he's always there!

Yet, in the end Toshiro shook his head, took his stuff and walked out. Ichigo let out a sigh and he remembered that he was suppose to meet Renji to talk about some project for class. Looking at the direction where Toshiro left, Ichigo walked towards the other direction.

It was getting dark and Toshiro was all by himself as he walked down the streets of Karakura. He stopped by a park a few minutes back and admired the tranquility surrounding it. As he neared his home, which was a few more blocks away, Toshiro spotted a couple of guys walking towards him and they seemed to be looking at him. Toshiro moved to the other side of the street to let them pass, but they mirrored his every move. As they got closer, the Hitsugaya began to panic,

"Hey kid, watcha got in the bag?" said one of the men. Toshiro made a run for it, but was a tad slow to get away from the man's grip.

"Where do you think you're going?" The guy grabbed hold of Toshiro's collar, choking him slightly and pulled his small body against the other's large chest.

"Hey he's some kind of freak, look at his hair. It's white! No kid has white hair! Ya freak!" the first guy punched Toshiro in the gut completely leaving breathless. Toshiro closed his eyes and bit his lips to ride off the pain, he knew screaming was pointless, so he had no choice but to let the beating happen. Punch after punch, the goons decided to start kicking Toshiro; the second guy dropped him and they both started kicking away. An excruciating pain on his side began to eat away at his consciousness and Toshiro believed that he was going to die.

"Hey! You bastards leave him alone!"

That voice… it can't be…

Ichigo was coming down the street as he just left Renji's house and heard laughter in the direction he was heading. To his shock he saw Toshiro on the ground getting beaten up by two guys and he felt his blood boil.

The two goons stopped kicking Toshiro's helpless body and turned to Ichigo,

"Oh look, another freak! But this time he has orange hair!" They both charged at Ichigo with fists flying, but they never got to Ichigo. With such ease, Ichigo pummeled the goons and ran over to Toshiro, who was unconscious.

"Damn, I'm so sorry Toshiro." Ichigo carefully picked Toshiro up bridal style, and carefully ran towards his father's clinic.

Kicking the doors down, Ichigo ran towards his father who was behind a receptionist's desk.

"Dad! You've got to help me!"

Isshin was about to say one of his dorky lines, but saw Toshiro's limp form in his son's arms and immediately went to serious mode.

"Let's take him to the back, quickly." Ichigo ran past his father and into an empty room. Placing Toshiro comfortably on the bed, Ichigo ran his fingers through his hair nervously. Isshin came back with a bunch of bandages and disinfectants and told Ichigo to leave the room. Nodding at his father's request, Ichigo left the room and shut the door, hoping that Toshiro will be okay.

Yukiko: AHH! No Toshiro got hurt!

Ichigo: Why do you like torturing other people?

Yukiko: I DON'T KNOW!

Ichigo: Now what are you going to say for yourself!

Yukiko: I loved who you both played.

Ichigo: Really? Why thank you for the… Wait a minute, you're not getting out of this that easily!

Yukiko: I had to try can't I? Plus you almost fell for it.

Ichigo: SHUT UP!

Yukiko: Please everyone REVIEW!

~Yukiko Shiroryuu~