Would you love me if you knew what I was?

Chapter Nineteen: Godsend/What happened to you?

WHOOT SOUL SOCIETY ARC IS HERE! It'll be a bit slow in the beginning since it'll go between Ichigo's group and Yumi but you'll manage ne?

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Bleach. If I did, I would probably have Yumi in the series and more romance (Although I like the series so far too)

Listening to: Your Guardian Angel

My rant rated R: fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. UGHHHH I'm so pissed off at my relative! She freakin' blames me for not having HER money for HER food that SHE ordered. Freaking A I even reminded her before and she never gave it. Mother F---!

…Okay I'm alright. –deep breaths- In…out… Ah, ok…onwards

ANYWAYS! Unohana is a vital part in this chapter. Hehe, I like her 'cuz she scares the 11th division shitless! Well, only the maggots, XD


The sound of machines beeping and shallow breathing was heard through the stillness of the room. Lying there on the bed was a resting figure. Her brown hair remained sprayed on the pillow and on her face was the ever familiar facemask that helped the patient breathe easier. Underneath the white covers and robe, her body was bandaged and stitched in wounds normal kido could not heal completely.

The moonlight gave off just enough light in the room to keep things visible. A lone outline of a person was seen leaning against the door, his arms crossed and a thin frown on his face. He walked up to the seat next to the bed and shifted his haori so that it wasn't in the way.

'What you have gotten yourself into, I wonder that sometimes…' he thought, not all together unkindly but there was a hint of agitation in the tone. It was more of a way to assure himself of something. Even the tenth division captain didn't know what that something was.

With a mind of its own, his hand had gravitated from his lap to her face and moved a strand of hair that clung to her sweaty forehead.

"You're not going to say anything?" said a voice. Hitsugaya did not turn to see who it was because it was already obvious. Unohana sighed and walked over to check on her condition. "She's waiting you know."

"For what," the captain shook his head and stood up from his seat next to her, "someone to give her hope? I've let her down once already so the honor has passed me." At the words he had used, he realized that they were all true. Normally, he would growl or deny such informalities to one not of close family like Hinamori, but with this one…

"No," Unohana began softly. "She needs someone to need her right now. Miyamoto-San needs a reason to stay."

Hitsugaya said nothing as he turned around and left towards the door. "I'm not the one that she needs."

Unohana stood next to Yumi's sleeping form and began Kido once more on her wounds. She gave into the slight discomfort but Yumi soon quieted. A worrisome thought came to the fourth division captain and halted in her healing. Unohana decided to ask the one person who might have a single clue about the strange mark on her neck.


Heart beating softly and air coming in slow breaths, Yumi awoke from her sleep. It felt strange, waking up to hear only the sound of your own heart beating and nothing else in the background. She turned her head to the side and idly stared at the window. It was just about dawn when she came to and her whole body felt like a lead weight.

"Well, that's one way to wake up…" she spoke, grimacing at the sound of her raspy voice of her throat.

"So, you are awake." A strict voice spoke up and caused her to turn her head once more towards the door. There stood the one person she dreaded meeting again in the Seireitei.

Kuchiki Byakuya

"I shall dully note that." Yumi replied softly and looked at the ceiling instead of the sixth division captain. "Did I miss a lot?"

"Your sentence shall be dealt with in the morning, Miyamoto Yumiko." He answered simply and began to make his leave. "In the mean time, do not waste your strength thinking on such trivial matters."

"Always going to be uptight, eh, Kuchiki-San?" she chuckled lightly and closed her eyes once more. Yumi didn't even notice the other trace of reiatsu that had just left the room.

The owner slinked through the corridors towards the execution grounds but got no farther than the third division.

"You're not supposed to be up," said a soft voice as the owner of the other Reiatsu flinched. He turned to see Unohana staring at him with her usual calm expression.

"You remember me, eh, Unohana-Sama?" he replied and let his gleaming orbs take in the light from the moon out. All he could do was let out a chuckle. "That's a surprise…"

"How could I ever forget one like you, Sayomi-san?" Unohana shook her head and walked towards the figure with a gun in her hand. It wasn't in a position to kill, but to pass on. "I believe you left far too much evidence of your walk, however. I thought you had been taught better."

He scoffed quietly, "I'm afraid Yoruichi-San didn't exactly have me on her good list I suppose." His hand carded through his hair and he let out a sigh, "I don't think anyone had me on that list, actually!"

"You discredit yourself," she frowned and took him by the hand once he placed the weapon back into its holster. "Come. If you linger here any longer, Kurotsuchi-Taicho will be awake once he finds out that you are here."

"What can he do what he didn't already before? Kill me?" his amber eyes shone with amusement.

Unohana sent him a strange smile and kept leading him away to treat the rest of his injuries from his early battle, "Well, let's just say that if he did hear a whisper about this, then killing you would be a godsend."


"Kuchiki-Taicho," said Hitsugaya, walking up to the captain after a meeting the next morning. "I need to ask you something."

Kuchiki looked at him to continue, although he dearly wanted to just go back to his manor to drink his favorite tea to ease his headache of some…minor problems.

"About Miyamoto Yumiko," he began with a serious air. "Exactly what happened in the human world?"

"I believe that is a river from which you should find its source before looking to a stream for your answer," Byakuya spoke metaphorically. Despite his wise set of words, he just really didn't want to deal with it at the moment.

Hitsugaya raised a brow before shaking his head and turned to make his leave, "Thank you,"

Deciding that he had some extra time before new paperwork was delivered, Hitsugaya made a quick stop to the fourth division. Although, before knocking on a certain door, he heard voices from inside.

The first belonged to his Fukutaicho, "Yumi-Chan?!"

"…Ohayo, Rangiku-Chan." That voice spoke. The one he hadn't heard for almost a month (How fast time flies).

There in her bed was Yumi, sitting up with a smile on her face and violet pools shining.

"When I heard you were stable I came running but—"it almost sounded like the vice captain was about to faint from either pure shock or joy. Hitsugaya bet on the latter, considering all the sake that she had drunk today. "My god, you look different…"

"Really?" the younger asked with slight curiosity, "How?"

The captain silently walked away to another part of the division while still listening in.

"For one: your hair is longer," pointed Matsumoto. "Two: your eyes are different, and three: you're all beat up!" Nearly deadpanning at the final point, Yumi looked at her hair. Indeed it had gotten longer and also a shade darker than it was a month ago. Her eyes were another story and she couldn't tell if they really were different. Jeez, violet was bad enough with people staring! Now what color were they?

As if sensing her unhappiness, Matsumoto waved her hands in front of her in protest," I-It's not that it changed a lot or that it's bad! There's just a little red in them… Were you crying?"

Yumi remained silent and Matsumoto couldn't tell if she was correct or if Yumi didn't know what the hell she was talking about. So, she decided to change the subject, "So, how is the real world?" The younger girl closed her eyes as if reminiscing and smiled softly to herself.

"It's really nice and peaceful if you ignore the hollows and such. It's really something else!" Yumi's voice came back to her, slowly growing with power with each memory coming back. The strawberry blonde grinned with glee as well and even let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Someone else did the same because she felt a sudden change in reiatsu nearby. It was only a shred, but Matsumoto definitely felt a spike near the fourth division.

"Yumi-Chan, it looks like you had some fun! Was it really good? Tell me more!"

The girl was more than welcome and gave an enthusiastic nod, "There's a drink that feels fizzy when you swallow it and it comes in a big cup! It hurt my throat for a bit but it tasted like oranges. I think the beverage was called soda."

Matsumoto sent her a cat-like grin, "Speaking of beverages…how was the alcohol?"

"Oi, I can't drink that stuff yet so how would I know!?" Yumi snapped playfully as her friend pouted. That soon passed however as she lightly nudged Yumi's unharmed shoulder.

"How about the boys?" an immediate blush hit her head on and the busty woman only smiled wider, "So you did meet someone cute…"

Denial was written all over her face as she retorted, "N-No!" Matsumoto raised a brow to call her bluff and Yumi sighed in defeat. "Okay, maybe there was one boy..."

"Details?"

Gods she looked like a cat begging for cream

"He…was nice; a real knucklehead and stubborn as hell, but kind at heart. He's probably saved me more times than I can give credit for."

"Wow," Matsumoto exclaimed with awe, "If you can explain that deep for one guy then he must be hot!"

"It's not like that!" she yelled and tried concealing her growing blush, silencing the Fukutaicho," He...saved my life and I don't even know if he's still alive. He can be dead because of me!" she buried her head in her hands in frustration and groaned.

"Hey, don't worry! He's probably fine right now. Look on the bright side; you can go out of the recovery room tomorrow!"

Yumi didn't lift her head and scoffed," Great now I have to deal with Hitsugaya-Kun."

"It's Hitsugaya Taicho."

"Whoa!" she jumped up and turned to the now open window to see her Taicho sitting there on," When did you get there?"

He closed his eyes and rubbed his temple for a moment as if dealing with a headache, "I was here for a while, Miyamoto. I'm surprised you can speak so loudly while just waking up from sleeping for three days."

Yumi was about to yell at him when she heard the last thing he said, "I was out for three days?"

"Yes," he answered simply and jumped into the room so that he wasn't completely in danger of the fickle girl pushing him out. "Well, two and-a-half if you don't count…never mind." He trailed off and avoided her confused stare by looking out the window. "What I would like to know is why you were injured in the first place."

"I had a mission," she mumbled quietly and the air grew thick with the tension that had grown over the days she had been gone. "You of all people should understand the importance of that."

"I do," his voice began to rise and his eyes turned to her. "What I don't understand is why you didn't tell anyone!"

"Well, did you ever think for one moment that I wanted to go alone? That I wanted to get away from this place if only for a moment!?" Yumi snapped and clutched the sheets so tightly that the innocent bystander (in the shape and form of the tenth division Fukutaicho) began to think that it would tear. "You have no idea what I've been through before…so don't lecture me like you own me. I'll leave the Gotei Thirteen if you want or if I please!"

"Look at me, Miyamoto," Hitsugaya spoke evenly, lowering his tone but it still felt like the words could freeze in a matter of moments. "Look me in the eyes and say that."

She had feared he would say that eventually. Not once since she had come back had she looked straight into his eyes. There was no backing down now though, she understood that much. Slowly, she raised her head to let her violet gaze lock with teal ones. As expected, they were focused on her; hard as ice and the notorious glare that no one wanted directed at them. Yumi shivered involuntarily at this. His frosty reiatsu flowing through her veins as if an icy tundra began to howl from within her. It felt strange that he had this—this power over her. At one single glance, could her whole resolution be broken?

However, through the storm she saw a flickering emotion behind a wall of ice. It was faint, but clearly distinct from the other feelings raging through. The captain noticed her expression and quickly closed his eyes.

"Miyamoto," he spoke, snapping her out of her daze.

Yumi finally blinked and lost eye contact with him once more. She said nothing to either Shinigami and relinquished her hold on the sheets.

Hitsugaya saw this and turned to the door. "Matsumoto,"

"Alright," the Fukutaicho sighed and followed her captain with a solemn look on her once cheerful face. Yumi frowned and turned to her before she left.

"Rangiku-Chan?" she asked.

Matsumoto turned around silently.

"Sorry for what I said…" Yumi said guiltily. "I..."

"It's okay, kid." She answered with a smile. "There's no need to apologize. Now c'mon, I need to talk to you some more."


"Look at me, Miyamoto…"

That voice seemed to haunt her whenever she tried closing her eyes. Gods, what had gotten into her? It was as if all of that self-control that she had been soaking in the human world was already draining out of her. What else could be worse other than being kicked out of your squad because of challenging your captain or getting beat up both mentally and physically.

Well, technically she had both so…never mind

"Look me in the eyes and say that."

Yumi huffed and jumped out of bed. After riding out the small waves of pain in her body, she changed out of her hospital robes and went back into her normal long sleeved shihakusho. Her sword was taken away earlier by Byakuya so there was no point in trying to find it. Silently, she crept out of her room and the fourth division to the tenth. It wasn't very hard at first but passing the second division gave her the chills. She definitely wasn't up for going against captain Soi Fon.

At arrival, she wasn't surprised to see the light still on in the office

Did I forget to mention that this was the office at his house?

Nervously, she took a deep breath in and slid the door open. Quietly, she walked through the halls and sighed. It's been a while since she's been there. But then she saw another entrance.

'How the heck am I going to do this...?' thought Yumi, standing in front of the door leading to her probable doom,' I bet he's still mad at me for yelling at him like that.' Just when she was about to ask Matsumoto if she could sleep over the night, she remembered their final departing conversation.

'Can you forgive him? Just this once?'

She took a deep breath in.

'You should have seen him when he heard about your injuries in the human world.'

Her hand slowly inched toward the door.

'Even Renji was able to notice it as well. Barely, but he saw it.'

Taking one look behind her, she then opened it and stepped into the room where she knew someone was waiting.

'He won't admit it...'

Turquoise met violet

'But he worried about you the most, Yumi-Chan.'

One held breath

Two warm and apologetic eyes

Three steps forward

And four small attempts at a sheepish grin

"I'm home."

"…Welcome back."

Omake Theatre

Yumi: Well, that was a sucky ending

Mana: T.T Cut me some slack will ya?

Hitsu: I noticed that a lot of your endings end up like this you know...

Mana: Can't help it! My brain is fried 99.9% of the time.

Yumi: And the other .1%?

Mana: ...

Hitsu: Do we want to know?

Yumi: I don't think so...

Review?

I rushed the end, lol