Soooo, another chapter, huh? This one will be exciting! Yayness Ukitake! Toshiro! Cuteness! New laptop! Whoooooooo! Good week! I'm happppyyyyyyy! Plz excuse my insanity. Anyway, lots of goody things happen in this chapter. U WILL LIKE IT. U WILL LIKE IT OR TOSHIRO WILL DESTROY YOU WITH AN ICY WRATH!!!! THT MEANS U TOO TWIN!! YA U HEAR THT!
Well my good mood is just going to rub off on this AN, but I garuntee it will be gone by the time I get to Bio, cuz I'll b getting my bio test back... oh boy... DONT LAUGH TWIN! JUST CUZ U LIKE BIO DOESNT MEAN I DO TOO!! I HATE IT!!!!
Okay, I'll actually write my chapter now...
Gin stared intently at Aizen, his eyes slanted and squinting.
"You want to know why?" Aizen asked, a small smile covering his mouth. Gin remained silent, knowing Aizen understood what he wanted.
"Well, then," Aizen continued, "I think it should be obvious to you."
Sighing, Aizen stood and began to explain himself as he paced the floor. "The Soul Society is strong. That is something I cannot deny. With the amount of courage and strength they have, they may be even able to foil my plans. But, I cannot allow that.
Most of the dangerous power of the Soul Society lies within their captains. The lower ranks look up to them, and they are the most powerful of all the Soul Reapers.
But, no matter how powerful they may be, the Soul Reapers do not follow one of their most basic rules. This rule, which has been in place for the past hundreds of years, is the most commonly broken. It is the one that says: Emotions to a Soul Reaper are nothing. Soul Reapers have no need for them and are to throw them away and to not let it get in the way of their ultimate duty.
The Soul Reapers' admiration for their captains is a weakness. Their hearts can be shattered so easily if I just pull away one of the greatest. Hitsugaya-kun is one of the most looked up to captains, with his youth and growing power, it is almost impossible to not be impressed by him.
But if the Soul Reapers see him as he is now, they won't be able to function right. If they see him, broken, empty, and following my orders, being my little pet, they're admiration and courage will be destroyed."
Aizen finished, and then a bigger smile appeared, "But, it is also entertaining to see that boy struggle."
Ukitake couldn't get himself to move, his brain didn't seem to register what was in front of him. It was Captain Hitsugaya, covered in the blood of the dead villagers, his Hyourinmaru drawn and ready.
But that wasn't what shocked Ukitake the most. As he slowly realized that what he was seeing was real, he felt himself feeling so much pity and sadness.
The young Soul Reaper stood dead still, and stared at Ukitake emotionlessly. But that was it. His eyes were so empty, so devoid of any scap of hope that could ever comfort him. Those teal crystals didn't portray any feeling of shock, sadness, or remorse, only an endless void.
Ukitake was barely able to dodge when a sheet of ice suddenly barreled at him. Toshiro had begun to attack. Hyourinmaru's ice surrounded Ukitake, closing in on him.
"What do you think you're doing, Captain Hitsugaya?!" It was the only thing he could think of to say. He had no idea if Toshiro was even conscious of what he was doing, but it wasn't any game. Ice flowed around him as Ukitake dodged once more.
When the ice dropped, Toshiro's voice rang sullenly through the clearing. "Aizen has given me orders to kill the people of this village. Go away, I don't want to have to kill you."
"Wait, Aizen?You're... working for Aizen?!"
There was no response, Toshiro merely stared at Ukitake, his eyes unwavering.
"Captain Hitsugaya... how... How could you work for him?! Don't you hate him? Didn't he hurt Hinamori?!"
"Yes, he's hurt Momo. That's why I have to do this." Toshiro did not offer any further explaination. He raised his sword and ran forward. With no choice but to draw his sword, Ukitake blocked the attack deftly and backed away, eyes still wide.
"You're... really... Hitsugaya... How... Why..." There wasn't enough time for another word of confusion. With percise skill and talent, Toshiro attacked from his side and released his zanpaktou at the same time.
Against the close range strike of the most powerful ice based zanpaktou, Ukitake's katana wasn't enough to completely deflect it. The sheer force of the blow sent him flying backward, only to crash into the nearby tree.
"There's.. no way I'm going to lose to you now..."
Ukitake had no idea what Toshiro was doing, attacking him, fighting for Aizen, killing innocent people, but a fight is what it takes to take him back, to understand what Toshiro was doing, then that's what Ukitake would do. Standing up, Ukitake held his sword out, and before Toshiro could attack again, he began to release it.
But that's when things took a turn for the worse. Ukitake felt something in his stomach, and then he fell over to his knees, coughing up blood.
"You've got to be kidding me..." It was that sickness, with it's horrible timing. Ukitake could not defend himself when Toshiro mercilessly came at him again, this time pushing him against the tree, his sword through Ukitake's side.
"You haven't changed." Toshiro said quietly. Pulling his zanpaktou out of Ukitake's side.
At that point, there was only one thing Ukitake had left to do. He reached out his arms and grabbed Toshiro's shoulder. The boy was quick, but Ukitake had years and years of experience behind him. He could've ended it then and there, but instead of killing Hitsugaya, Ukitake, still laying against the tree, pulled him towards himself.
The next moment, Hyourinmaru had fallen to the ground, and Toshiro found himself leaning against Ukitake's chest, with the older shinigami's arms wrapped around him.
"Toshiro.." Ukitake said, using the boy's first name for the first time, "Have you forgotten who you are?"
Toshiro would've pulled away. He would've struggled, and found this improper. But somehow, he didn't. For some reason, he didn't struggle against Ukitake's embrace, he just lied there, eyes wide, feeling his unstable emotions rise for the first time in a long while.
"You're Captain Hitsugaya, strong, talented, and stubborn. The Captain Hitsugaya I know would never give up, never agree to fight for his enemy."
There was nothing Toshiro could say in response, he could only hear Ukitake's voice, the first person who had tried to comfort him other than Momo. It was hitting Toshiro hard, and the comfort Ukitake offered was enough to raise a flicker of hope inside of him.
"What did Aizen do to you? Did he do something to Hinamori?"
Still no response. Ukitake sighed, and began talking again.
"Whatever happened, Toshiro, I promise to save you. I promise."
Then, Toshiro finally got himself to speak. He whispered quietly, "Ukitake... Please... save Momo..."
"Yes, of course."
"You swear?"
"I swear I will."
Toshiro felt himself falling deeper and deeper into Ukitake's arms. He released all of his tension, and somehow he let himself feel hope. It was foolish, and he knew it, but after everything, how could he survive if he didn't give himself some hope? Maybe, just maybe, for the first time, Toshiro could place his trust in a friend.
Suddenly, dread filled Toshiro, ever fiber of his body trembled as he felt it. A rupture. A feeling in the air when a passageway between dimensions is opened. Behind them, a Garganta opened wide and the Espada Grimmjow stepped through, surveying the scene.
Toshiro immediately leapt to his feet and grabbed his sword, standing in front of Ukitake, facing Grimmjow.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Grimmjow asked, smiling widely though his voice suggested anger. "Is that a Soul Reaper? Are you disobeying Aizen-sama's orders?"
Toshiro couldn't say a word. He knew that disobeying Aizen meant Momo's death, but Aizen had never directly ordered him to kill Ukitake.
Suddenly Grimmjow's sword was drawn and, laughing, he yelled, "Well, if you won't kill this Soul Reaper, I guess I will!"
But Grimmjow's sword didn't get bloody with Ukitake's blood. Before the weapon could make contact with Ukitake's throat, Toshiro had stepped in. Blood spilled from his side, where he held the sword in place.
"No... I won't let you hurt him.."
"What? You fool." Grimmjow grabbed Toshrio by the hair and threw him across the clearing. More blood spilled as he landed against a tree headfirst, almost knocking him unconscious.
"You don't LET me do anything. I do it on my own you scum."
Grimmjow turned back to Ukitake but his intentions were stopped with the rustling of the nearby leaves. None other than Ichigo Kurosaki stumbled out of the bushes, and his eyes widened when he saw the scene.
"Ahhh... Grimmjow?!" The shock of seeing the enemy was increasened even more when he saw the other figure, struggling to stand by the edge of the clearing. "Toshiro?! What the hell is..."
"We don't have time for this." The was nothing Grimmjow would've liked more than to stay and fight the Substitute Shinigami, but Aizen had given him orders, and they were to be followed.
Toshiro didn't have time to register that it was Ichigo who just burst into clearing. Out of nowhere, Grimmjow grabbed the back of his neck and thrust him upwards. Then he felt himself being dragged away into the darkness of a Garganta.
Yeah yeah I got lazy at the end. Sorry lol but I don't have time to write it perfectly right now. So um either next chapter or the chapter after that are going to be GOOD!! meaning, Aizen punishing Toshiro! Meaning pain, horror, sadness, and all that dramatic stuff. Lol Aizen can't let Toshiro have any hope now can he? BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA YES TWIN I THINK I AM EVILER THAN U!!! MWAHAHAHAHAAA!
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