She was going to die

Completely and mercilessly

But this was just worth the afterlife…again

"MIYAMOTO!!!"

Yumi cringed slightly but didn't stop running for her life, camera and blackmail in hand. A mischievous smile spread on her lips as she turned her head slightly back to see her captain still chasing her around Soukyoku hill.

"Stop right now!"

"Stop to let you maul me? No thanks," she stuck her tongue out and then flash-stepped away. Hitsugaya sighed in an annoyed fashion and followed after her and grabbed her arm, cornering her in his office.

"Seriously, Miyamoto. There's still work to do!"

She rolled her eyes and then pats his head, "Oh don't be such a wet blanket. Aren't you happy that we finally finished our story?"

"Not yet," he added and swatted her hand away, "And don't treat me like a kid, Miyamoto! I'm still taller than you."

"Details, details, who needs 'em?" Yumi shrugged her shoulders and jumped on her couch, closing her eyes in bliss, "Now we can finally relax for once!"

He sighed and almost threw reason out the window as well as his co-worker. "Am I the only one who remembers the other clause in our contracts? There's still a sequel coming." Yumi's eyes snapped open and a heartbroken expression racked her being.

"What?" she cried and pulled a pillow into her face, "God smite me now…"

"That can be arranged," one other voice spoke up as the two Shinigami turned to the door. There was a girl with long dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. Heck, she wasn't even dressed as a Shinigami! All she wore were dark blue jeans and a plaid button down shirt. Around her neck was a silver chain with a ring attached to it.

"Who the hell are you, human?" Hitsugaya raised a brow and put a hand to the hilt of Hyourinmaru.

"Oh, c'mon Toshiro. You know who I am! If you don't, that just hurts!" the girl frowned and feigned hurt in her tone. Then, she turned to Yumi and suddenly pounced on the unsuspecting girl who yelped in response, "Yumi-chan!"

"Get off her!" yelled Hitsugaya as he tried pulling the human off his shocked subordinate. But what came out of her lips wasn't a cry for help. It was a cry of…happiness?"

"Mana-chan!"

"Taicho—"a bubbly voice came from the door and his bouncy Fukutaicho came barging in only to see two girls and one very flustered captain on the couch. "Oh my… If you wanted me to stay out you could have put a 'Do not disturb' sign on the door, Taicho!"

"MATSUMOTO!"


"Erm, anyway," the girl coughed as the three other people in the room sat calmly (Cough) in their seats. Hitsugaya was at his desk while Yumi and Matsumoto sat on the couch. "Now, I know my visit is quite sudden. Actually, I meant this to be a private talk but since we have an audience…" she pointed towards the readers staring at the white screen. Yes, you, reading the small black letters across the computer screen.

The Shinigami stared at her as if she was crazy since there was no one where she was pointing but said nothing.

"Whatever. So what is this important talk you needed?" the tenth division captain asked.

The happy author grinned and handed each of them a packet. "Here, it's the new script for the sequel. Feel free to put in any suggestions too!" After a few moments, the three of them were either grinning madly, blushing profusely, having a nosebleed, or all of the above. Wait…only the vice-captain doing the smiling. The other two had everything else.

"W-What in the name of all that is holy is this!?" asked both Yumi and Hitsugaya both at the same time (surprisingly it's word for word); "This isn't online Erotica!"

"Huh?" Mana sent them a curious look and saw the cover of the scripts and laughed nervously after taking them back. "Whoops. Wrong one! That a rough draft was for season three."

"SEASON THREE!? WE HAVEN'T EVEN GOTTEN PAST TWO!!!"

"If you don't want a Season Three then I'll cut it," The poor girl shrugged innocently and then continued," Anyway. I think we should go on with our celebratory Thirtieth chapter, yes?"

"Anything to get away from this crazy author…" the two of them agreed and walked right out of the room. Meanwhile, Matsumoto smiled at her.

"You're going to push it to season two now, aren't you?"

The Author put a thoughtful pout on her lips and crossed her arms, "Maybe…"

"Ugh, just start the damn chapter already!" yelled a voice from the other side of the room. Both girls giggled to themselves and then turned to the readers.

"Enjoy! I promise, next season will have you squealing, blushing, fuming, laughing, crying, or all of the above! So now without further adieu… I present the final chapter of WYLM!"


Would you Love me if you Knew What I Was?

Chapter: Shinigami Golden! Life's a Beach

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Bleach. If I did, then Ichigo would have made a move on Rukia and there would be more episodes with Hitsugaya. Oh well. I'll just torture them on Fanfiction!

Listening to: Never say goodbye (My Girl OST)

Since this is…unfortunately the final chapter…instead of making it all "Ending-ish", I went with my own Shinigami Picture book to lighten up the mood. This happened in a separate storyline, meaning this is most likely after all the hecktic life of the Shinigami…or before it began. Maybe it's just another filler! It's up to you guys to choose.

Warning: There are SLIGHT fanservices at work here so I cannot guarantee you won't: become anemic, suffer from massive blood loss, mess up your shirt from a nosebleed, or anything else. Oh…and I might make some characters OOC… Most likely Toshiro, lol

If you watch episode 228 of bleach, you'll see where I got the place/idea from.

Quotes:

"When one has tasted watermelon, he knows what the angels eat." –Mark Twain


The sun shone brightly down on the town of Karakura beach as the waves hit the shore. The salty sea air wafted to the nearby surf shop where the ecstatic Shinigami of the Woman's Association were getting busy with preparations.

"Rangiku-chan!" whine a small voice as the strawberry blonde was still pushing the girl into the dressing room.

"Come on Yumi-chan! I'm sure Taicho would just love to see you in this!" she giggled like a school girl. "Besides, it's the end of summer!"

"That's—ugh—the point!" Yumi kept on protesting but the vice-captain wasn't going to give up. "It's summer! Hitsugaya wouldn't want to be at the beach anyway!"

"Don't sweat the details! Now do I have to force you to put that on?" her eyes held a cat-like grin and Yumi paled and then sighed dejectedly.

"Just please go easy on my pride… I'm going out in public for heaven's sake."

"Yay! Now, throw this one on!"

"KYA!!! Rangiku-chaaaaaaaaaaan!"


"Shiro-chan! Over here!" called a bright cheery voice as the tenth division captain let his eye twitch.

"Hinamori…what are we doing here…?" he asked, his annoyance overtaking his need to correct the title. His childhood friend had supposedly dragged him all the way from his office in Soul Society saying there was an emergency in the human world. Then, she forces him to dress up in different clothing and brings him to the…the—

"It's called a beach, Toshiro. It's not Hueco Mundo," Hinamori spoke in a sarcastic tone and took his hand, "It's almost the end of summer so we had to go sometime eventually!" Unfortunately, the captain didn't have the power to deny his childhood friends grip. He knew how much she loved going to the water back in the day before she became a Soul Reaper. The three of them, Hinamori, Baa-san, and him would go down to the river in the summer to cool off.

With a huge sigh, he let the girl drag him to the shelter of an unmanned store for him to stay while she went to 'take care of something'.

Hitsugaya's forehead began to sweat due to the intense heat that morning. The sand was burning hot as well. Now, combine all of that and a Captain with the ice element… Not a good time to get the captain pissed off. Even pulling at the collar of his shirt didn't help.

So instead, he laid down on the cool tatami mats of the shop and stared up at the ceiling, contemplating if he should try sleeping or use the excuse of his captaincy to get off the hook. Anything to get his mind off the unbearable heat.

"Eh? Toshiro!? What are you doing here?" asked a genuinely surprised voice. This time, Hitsugaya couldn't help but snap on instinct.

"I told you, it's Hitsugaya-Taicho—"he began and sat up before stopping at what was before him. A girl stood in front of him wearing a two piece swimsuit. The swimsuit matched, being striped with both white and green. The bottom half of it had a light lime green belt tied around it and around her neck were a pair of black goggles.

"Miyamoto…?" he asked slowly, unable to stare at her wet form. Beads of water fell down strands of her brown hair and a few of them dripped down her chest. The captain swallowed hard and took a deep breath. "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you that!" she spoke in surprise but then sat next to him on the edge of the store. "You hate summer! So why are you here?"

"Hinamori… You?"

"Rangiku-chan."

There was an awkward silence between the two of them that made the two of them uncomfortable.

'Growl'

A single sound broke the tension as Yumi slowly turned to her near beet red captain. Something just told her that it wasn't because of the heat. Her hands flew to her lips as he glared at her darkly, unable to keep the tinge of red off his cheeks.

"Don't laugh!!!"

"I didn't…say anything…!" she failed in her attempt and then doubled over, nearly falling on the burning sand.

"MIYAMOTO!"

"I'm sorry," Yumi kept laughing but then a light bulb turned on. "Hitsugaya-kun, you have Hyourinmaru with you, right?"

"Of course I do." He answered grumpily, not getting her point.

"Alright! Stay here alright?" she quickly jumped up and ran to who knows where while he raised a brow after her. "I'll be back faster than you can say Matsumoto!"

That, he doubted…

'Where in god's name would I go in this unbearable heat?'

A chuckle reverberated from the back on his mind as his heavenly dragon made a rare appearance. 'Young one, you have no sense of humor do you?'

'And you have not a shred of wise metaphors other dragons have.'

'Too cruel, sir. Much too cruel.'

'I wouldn't be a captain if I wasn't,'

'No, you would not. Then I would most likely be coiling myself around another person's mind by now. Preferably that other master who's company you enjoy.'

'…Hinamori?'

'Oh,' if the dragon could grin, Hitsugaya wouldn't be so surprised at the moment, 'I think you know who I'm talking about.'

"Toshiro!" called Yumi, holding a large bulky duffle bag in her hands filled with…something. A wide grin was spread on her face before she almost stumbled from the uneven sand in her haste.

Somehow, Hitsugaya heard a high pitched noise in the back of his mind and narrowed his hard emerald eyes.

'Hyourinmaru…'

'What? Master, I am centuries old. You can't blame an old dragon for staring.'

"Yes I can," Hitsugaya mumbled aloud as Yumi stopped in front of him out of breath.

"Who were you talking to?"

"…It's none of your business. So, what's in the bag?" he asked with an undercurrent of interest in his tone.

Yumi smiled impishly and sat down, placing the bag between them. Using a playful tone, she stuck her tongue out after repeating, "It's none of your business."

His brow raised and she laughed nervously, "Miyamoto…"

Unzipping the bag slowly (and almost deliberately), she reached inside and pulled out a large circular green object. Its discolored skin glistened with melted ice and the light of the unforgiving sun.

Unconsciously, Hitsugaya's eyes brightened slightly with a near childish light and he felt his stomach rumble again in need.

"Watermelons!" Yumi grinned triumphantly when she felt the waves of anticipation roll off her captain. "Now, get Hyourinmaru! I'll go find a mat and blindfold."

"Hey, you didn't tell me you guys had a watermelon! Toshiro, that's cruel!" a loudmouthed substitute Shinigami found their hiding place and took a seat next to Yumi, trapping her between the two of them. To make matters worse, he was clad in his black swim trunks and open Hawaiian shirt glory for all the fangirls to see. "Let's break this open the old fashion style."

"It's Hitsugaya-Taicho, Kurosaki," Hitsugaya near growled in a worse mood than before. Yumi could only guess that is was because the orange haired human had taken his favorite food when its watery goodness was so close…

A cheeky grin spread on his face as he reached over Yumi to take the watermelon, causing her to nearly fall on Hitsugaya, "Oh really? You didn't mind Yumi here calling you Toshiro!"

"Urusai, Kurosaki. Now give that back before I personally perform Konso on you."

In no time flat, Ichigo felt his blood freeze slowly and paled until his savior spoke up.

"Now, now, Taicho," Yumi scolded in a motherly tone and ran her hand through his hair, playing with the white spikes. "That's no way a person who is of captain status should act. Besides, if you freeze him to death you'll have double the paperwork to fill out."

"…" Hitsugaya crossed his arms and continued to glare at the substitute Shinigami ignoring the hand shifting through his white mane of hair. Ichigo felt the chills subside and silently thanked the young girl.

Tossing him a, 'you owe me big time,' look, she continued, "But we really should break that before it gets all mushy and warm. It took forever for me to find perfect watermelons."

"Alright! I'm going to get Rukia and the others. Come near the shore soon, alright?"

"Okay, Strawberry! Go find your girlfriend!" Yumi joked and began pushing him towards where his midget Kuchiki was. She could've sworn she saw his face light up in almost the same shade as the fruit but he complied wordlessly.

Yumi laughed and then turned back around to her captain who had gone back to his lying down position on the floor of the store.

"Ne, Taicho?" she asked and leaned over to see him with his arm cast over his eyes. "Are you alright?"

"Aw, leave him," spoke yet another voice as Yumi turned around to see two not so new characters on the scene.

Strutting in her black bikini and shades was Reisha, hair tied up in a long messy tail with Archer following not too far behind, holding beach blankets, a large umbrella, and who knows what…poor guy.

"Hey! Why am I holding everything!?" he whined and Reisha slapped him behind the head, causing him to nearly drop everything.

"Stop whining and pick a spot to beck on my every whim and call," she grinned evilly but then visibly narrowed her eyes even with them concealed behind dark shades when he suddenly dropped everything.

"Hell no!" he objected and began to walk away in a huff, mumbling something about 'free fish' and 'stupid woman.'

Yumi smirked, "Well. It looks like your date just ditched."

Reisha forced a smile of her own, forehead pulsing with suppressed anger. "You don't seem so lucky yourself, brat."

Her eyes widened and she immediately began to protest, "N-No! It's not like that! We just got dragged here and—"

"Right," she said, not convinced at all and began walking away…most likely to go pummel the damn cat for getting sand in the cooler.

Sighing, Yumi made her way back to her annoyed captain and pouted.

"Are you going to keep moping over there or are you going to get watermelon?" his ears pricked up slightly and he muttered something under his breath. Yumi raised a brow.

"What?"

"I said," he repeated and sat back up. "If…never mind."

"No, now you got my attention so tell me!"

His lips thinned for a moment before he continued, "If you get me a slice I'll do your paperwork for today…"

Her eyes went wide for a moment at his choice of words. And by the look in his eyes, he was serious (Albeit slightly embarrassed at what he just asked).

She then sent him a sweet smile and parted her lips and tilted her head cutely.

"Hell. No."

"What?" he frowned at her curt response.

Yumi leaned in close with her smirk lingering on her lips. Her stance threw him off and her sweet breath wafted to him. Then, with half lidded eyes she parted her lips and purred, "If you want it, you're going to have to get it."

Shuddering inwardly at many of the implications that she had so unintentionally spoken (Or not…-grin-), he was rendered speechless and didn't notice her suddenly jump away and began to make a run for it before she was a few feet away. Not one to be made a fool of, he got up and began to run after her, leaving Hyourinmaru behind.

'Oh my. Kids today…' Hyourinmaru shook its head slowly and began to coil itself around the bag Yumi had left behind, finding it to be the perfect thing to freeze at the moment. Even as a dragon, he felt himself give off an almost wolfish smile as its red eyes shone with amusement. 'My young master is going to be so flustered when she's through with him.'


"Suikawari?"

"It's that game that humans play. Basically, they blindfold a person and then they try to smash the watermelon open," Explained Rukia with a small smile on her face when she saw everyone gathering around. And by everyone, that meant 'everyone', including Ikkaku, Renji, Yoruichi, Juishiro, and even Byakuya.

"Except in this game…" Unohana trailed off with that strange smile of hers. Everyone around swallowed hard at that mysterious glint in her eyes they waited for her to continue, "We'll play using our zanpakto."

"Our…zanpakto?" asked Ichigo slowly, trying to imagine how that would be. There were more than three captains here, them being Byakuya, Unohana, Soi Fong, Ukitake, and Hitsugaya. Then add the whole woman's association and the vice captains.

How was one watermelon going to survive?

Hitsugaya's eyes narrowed for a moment before he quickly turned around, going back the way he came as Hinamori frowned.

"Shiro-chan! What about the watermelon?"

"Not interested." He simply replied and continued walking. Yumi raised a brow and just knew that Hinamori was doing the same. Surely the tenth division captain didn't just turn down a watermelon?

"What? Are you scared?"

The captain stopped in his tracks. "…Scared?" His tone was questioning, almost daring the speaker to repeat herself.

Yumi grinned and crossed her arms mockingly, "I think you're scared you'll just lose."

"Is that so?" There was a moment of silence before he turned around halfway. Her breath got caught in her throat when she saw a proud smirk on his face. For heaven's sake, it was too damn sexy for mere words. It even distracted her enough to tune the cries of surprise and disappointment in the background. "Then learn this, Miyamoto." What she didn't know until it was too late was that the watermelon that was previously on the beach blanket was being held in one arm while his other hand was at his hip. "I never lose."

"You wanna bet, Toshiro?" challenged a smug voice as both of them turned to see a orange blur flash-step towards them. In defense, Hitsugaya leapt backwards, seeming to walk on the water by letting out his reiatsu. Ichigo failed at his rushed attempt but that didn't stop the tenacious Shinigami representative.

"Kurosaki, how many times must I tell you?" Hitsugaya raised a brow slightly and kept avoiding the teenager's lunges, "It's Hitsugaya-Taicho."

"Trust me, you'll need to keep doing it…" mumbled Rukia as Hinamori giggled beside her. To himself, Byakuya couldn't help but agree.

"Urusai!" yelled Ichigo as he began to get frustrated. "Damn it. Fine!" grabbing his Soul Badge from his pocket, he left his body and unsheathed his sword.

Hitsugaya merely sighed and instinctively reached for his zanpakto at his back only to come back empty. Cursing under his breath, he jumped up into the air, trying to get as much distance away from the other competitors who were figuring out where the prize had gone.

Meanwhile, Yumi, Hinamori, and Rukia stood side-by-side, watching the scenes unfold.

"They're idiots, aren't they?" asked Rukia as both Hinamori and Yumi nodded slowly.

"Oh, who wants to get some ice cream? My treat!"

"Sure!"


Three hours

Three freaking hours of a game of cat and mouse only for the watermelon to turn into a hollow…. A hollow for kami's sake! Not only that, but a reproducing hollow.

Hitsugaya had the worst luck ever…

For cripes sake, his shirt was even ripped down in half (Although he remained unharmed). Thus, revealing the tanned skin beneath.

Instead of returning to his squad, he recalled leaving his zanpakto at the shop and sighed. What kind of genius was he if he left his weapon at that stupid shop? Life was clearly being a b—

His thoughts were cut short when he saw a lone shadow stretching across the sand. The sun was setting, causing the ocean to turn red-orange as the sky cast a cerise light off the town of Karakura. The thing—actually a person—sat patiently watching the sun fall past the horizon with a bag on their lap, a serene smile on their face. Brown hair framed her face as it continued to sway with the wind.

"Hinamori?"

The girl turned around with surprise evident in her brown eyes before she made a motion for silence and gestured for him to be quiet. Cautiously, he walked across the now cool beach sand to where his childhood friend sat.

"What are you doing—"he began but saw a small figure curled up inside the store. Hyourinmaru was propped up against the wall beside his subordinate who was sleeping. Around her was a towel acting as a blanket and she also wore a large button down shirt that looked too similar to the one Ichigo wore earlier.

"She waited for you guys to come back for a while," Hinamori snapped him out of his studying and placed the duffel bag aside and pat the seat next to her. "So I just wanted to keep her company."

"How long?"

Hinamori shrugged, "I'm not sure. I just got here." A sly smile crept on her face though, "But you know… For a captain, you really shouldn't leave your sword for all of Karakura to see!"

"Urusei na."

"Well, now that you're here…" Hinamori got up from her seat, "I have to go. There's still some work to do and my day off is officially over. Bye, Shiro-chan!"

"Oi, matte!"

Too late

She had flash-stepped away. From his shout, the other girl behind him stirred and rubbed her eyes.

"Hitsugaya-kun?"

He turned around and sighed. "Baka. You didn't go back?"

"You didn't either." She retorted halfheartedly and moved over to sit beside him. The towel she wore fell and she held the red shirt closer to accommodate for the lack of heat.

"I needed to get something," His eyes shifted over to Hyourinmaru who sent a pulse of greeting through their connection. "What's your excuse, Miyamoto?"

She smiled, "I needed to give you something."

"Hm? Like what?" he frowned in confusion. Why not at his office? Or whenever he got back? Did she just forget that kind of logic?

"You didn't get any watermelon from the Suikawari, did you?" Hitsugaya remained silent at this as she laughed and then reached inside her bag for something. In her hands was the precious food of angels…well, in Hitsugaya's eyes (Not that he would admit it).

"How did…When did you…?"

A knowing smile crept up her lips, "I said watermelons earlier, didn't I?" He was shocked for a few seconds as he processed that.

"You…knew about the Suikawari game…didn't you," He spoke it more as a fact as an innocent look masked Yumi's malevolent grin.

"Now, I can't say that," she ignored his narrowing eyes and continued to smile, "Luckily Hyourinmaru kept it cold while you guys were having fun. Ichigo came over before you guys and already cut it up for us." At least that explained the shirt...

He raised a brow and took a slice in both hands, smirking before bringing the watery fruit to his lips, "Who said I was going to share?"

"How cruel!" Yumi gasped in mock hurt and then took a piece after placing the plate between them, "After all the boredom of waiting for your lazy butt? Or did you just take your time on purpose?"

"Who knows," that damn smirk was still there as he took another bite, savoring the taste. It's been so long since he had watermelon and the atmosphere strangely reminded him of his days in Rukongai.

It was silent between the two of them as they basked in the fading light of the sunset and the juicy watermelon. Thoughts raced through both of their minds and neither of them noticed that only one piece of watermelon remained. When their two hands touched the 'trophy' they glared at each other.

"What are you doing, Miyamoto?"

"What are you doing, Toshiro?"

"I outrank you."

"I bought it."

"I went through that Suikawari mess."

"Well, that's not my fault, genius!"

"Brat."

"Shorty."

"You're shorter than me!"

"At least I'm proud of my height! You deny it."

"Do not."

"Do too."

"Do not."

"Do too! Oww! Stop spitting those seeds in my eye!"

Neither of them noticed that the one remaining piece of watermelon vanished during their bickering.

And neither of them cared.


Suikawari – watermelon splitting game

Can you guess who took the watermelon? -grins- I'll give you a hint. They didn't show up the whole time even though I mentioned the name.

The ending mind seem a little OOC...did it? I wanted them to have a fun time. Toshiro was hard since I know he hates the heat and in the episode he didn't get enough air time. XD And sorry about the, "I'll do your paperwork" thing. I just couldn't help but imagine him bargaining for a watermelon...

...I kinda find this funny though. It was meant to be longer but I had to get it out before I started school. Plus, Ichigo was supposed to nearly drown since he left his body in the water after using his Soul Badge. XD

Sorry if it wasn't on the storyline but I wanted to take a break from the seriousness since Kyrie Eleison has too much in the beginning. I'm already working on K.E. so it's probably be out by mid or end of Sept... MAYBE. In the mean time, I might rewrite WYLM since some of it I kinda regret putting so early now. -pouts- If you want me to rewrite it, review it so. If you wanna keep it, review anyway. XD jk jk.

HAVE A GREAT REMAINING SUMMER!!!

(Unless you started school already...)

-Mana