FINE here's my next chapter.. I have no idea what Izuru's reaction is gonna be... but I'll figure it out as I go along... I hope I get it right...

I'm very sorry the late update...I was busy torturing my twin on Monday and didn't have enough time to update. I MADE HER WATCH BLEACH! Bwahahahaa!

The origami request is up on deviantart...I suck at drawing Momo.. but wutever... Toshiro's face is funny.

Without further adieu, the next chapter... I'm sorry but its gonna be kinda short. THIS SIN"T OUT OF LAZINESS! I need to if I'm going to make the story more... suspenseful... god Izuru what am I gonna do with you...

Hands trembled as Hisagi gripped the bars of the cell. He stared in rage at the boy inside, Izuru behind him. His intense black eyes widened and he felt the scars stretch across his face as he yelled again.

"WHY!? WHY THE HELL DID YOU-" He stopped in frustration, the boy's empty eyes showed him that yelling wasn't going to get him anywhere. But he didn't care. His blood was boiling with hatred, an unrelenting rage that would not calm. His grip tightened even more as his expression hardened.

From behind him, Izuru stepped up, his face flickering with emotion he tried to hide.

"And what about Momo?" His own hatred crept into his voice, "Have you hurt her as well, Hitsugaya?! Have you sunken that low?!"

Both lieutenants glared at the soul reaper in the cell, but he only stared back. The other two only saw the boy's uncaring, but after what he had heard from Hyourinmaru, Ichigo could see so much more in the boy's eyes. All of the sadness and pain bottled up inside, everything that had occurred over the past few weeks, it was almost hard to look into those eyes anymore.

Hisagi's eyes grew as Toshiro didn't respond. Leaning forward even more, He yelled again.

"ANSWER US! HITSUGAYA!"

Nothing. The lieutenant would've attacked the boy had there been no bars.

"YOU BASTARD! WHO DO YOU THI-" Hisagi's voice faltered as he felt a hand on his shoulder. Spinning around he found himself staring at the face of Ichigo Kurosaki.

"That's enough, Hisagi." The orange haired shinigami ordered, "You don't know the whole story." Even though Ichigo had no intention of explaining the boy's situation, he tried to at least express that Toshiro wasn't doing this willingly.

But the small eyes of Hisagi, even if they did understand how sorry the boy must be, they didn't care. The only things that rushed through Hisagi's mind was the fact that his friend, his hyper, eccentric, and even annoying friend, was dead. No matter the circumstances, at the moment he could not forgive Toshiro.

Izuru, his eyes desperately searching Toshiro's for any sign, sank to the floor in angst. Staring at the hard wooden floor, he shuddered as he whispered to the shinigami across the room.

"How... How could you... your own lieutenant..."

Hisagi turned from Ichigo to look at his other companion, who was shaking slightly.

"Rangiku..." Blue eyes shimmered with remorse as he shook. Memories of how he had attacked her under Gin's ordered flashed through his head, and he regretted every moment of that encounter. He pictured her strawberry blonde hair, and her light blue eyes, and felt a horrible twisting sensation in his stomach as an image of her dead body came to him, his imagination getting the better of him.

He barely felt it as tears streamed down his cheeks, splattering onto the floor with soft pats.

The other lieutenant walked to his friend, his eyes wide as the soul reaper by his side broke into sobs.

Izuru wasn't weak. He had always had an air of depression around him, but he didn't cry easily. Losing Rangiku was a shock to both of them. It had struck Izuru head on, but Hisagi was still having trouble completely believing it.

Until now.

The man's hand clenched in rage. On an impulse, his hand flashed onto his sword, drawing it as he yelled to the impassive boy.

"You'll pay, HITSUGAYA!!!"

Spiritual pressure blasted through the area before Ichigo had time to react, and shreds of wood flew through the air as the bars and sections of the floor and wall were destroyed. Rage and pain reflected in Hisagi's eyes he released his spiritual pressure, directing all of it at the child in the cell.

Anger, sadness, hatred, everything tumbled through Hisagi's mind so fiercely his head spun and he felt himself give up on rationality. All he cared about was that one friend was dead, and another was suffering. The reasons didn't matter, the results did. The only thing he could think was that he could never, ever forgive the boy. Not only for the fact that he had killed Rangiku, but because of the uncaring way he just sat there, not acknowledging anybody.

More and more spiritual pressure flooded from the shinigami, until the building looked like it was at the brink of collapse. Seething with ire, Hisagi unleashed his power upon Hitsugaya, leaving no ounce of wrath behind in one attack.

As the blast barreled towards the boy, Hisagi's eyes widened in shock as he saw the pure stream of power stopped by an oversized zanpaktou.

Ichigo panted with the effort of stopping such a blow, but held his ground in between the lieutenant and the imprisoned soul reaper.

"Kurosaki..." Hisagi's surprise lasted only a second before his eyes hardened again, glaring at the teenage substitute soul reaper.

"Why are you protecting him?! He's a murderer! Step aside!"

"I told you that was enough, Hisagi!" Ichigo shouted. "You don't understand why he's doing this!"

"That doesn't matter! He killed Rangiku and he's probably killed Momo as well! There's no reason I will ever accept that can justify that!"

Ichigo's face was shadowed as he spoke once more. "You think he killed Hinamori? Don't you get it yet?! He's not doing this because he wants to! He's doing everything to protect Momo! And the things he's done has ripped his soul apart so painfully he has completely shut himself down! He doesn't deserve even more hard treatment!"

Hisagi paused working what Ichigo said through his rage.

"He's been through more than anyone should have to handle." The substitute said, his eyes staring at the floor in sorrow.

The two were silent until a white haired captain burst into the room frantically, looking desperate. "What happened!?"

Ichigo opened his mouth to speak, but he stopped when he saw Hisagi moving. The lieutenant sheathed his sword and placed his hand on his bent over friend. "Come on, Izuru, let's go."

As the two left the room, Hisagi turned and glared at Hitsugaya, and then Ichigo. "I don't know what I believe," he said slowly, "But I will never forgive him for murdering her."

Without another word, the man left the chamber, leaving Ukitake staring after him in surprise.

"Again, what happened?" The captain asked as he straightened up, taking a good look around the destroyed cell.

"I'll explain later. You should probably go find some Soul Reapers to clean this up." Ichigo suggested after a moment of silence.

Ukitake nodded. "And I'll get the guards in here to take Hitsugaya somewhere more... secure."

Ichigo agreed and the man left the room. Before Ichigo could take so much as a step towards the boy, four guards entered, and walked to the child, silent as usual. As the soul reapers led the quiet boy away, Ichigo gazed at the boy's eyes. Then something surprised him. As the boy walked past him, Ichigo caught him glance at him, and saw the tiniest, so tiny it was almost nonexistent, bit of emotion in his eyes.

When Toshiro had left, Ichigo stared widely at the now empty cell. With a wigh, he made his decision. He knew what he had to do.

Hooray... My neck hurts.

Another thing about the art... I'm still too lazy to color that wolf, but I think I will after this... drawing Toshiro in his cell is surprisingly hard!! I've been trying and trying, but for some reason I just can't do it! Grrrr I'll try some more but I think I might give up soon.

I'm in a rush now, so toodles everyone, AND PLZ REVIEW ME!!!!