Thunderstorm... thunderstorm … oh how I love those thunderstorms... The windows were rattling during english class …. it's the first good thunderstorm of the year... I. Love. Thunderstorms. BOOM teehee
y did I only get three reviews last chapter? And if you don't include my twin which I usually don't then it's only TWO! TWO! TWO!TWO!TWOOOOO! WHYYYYY? I AM THAT BAD! AM I REALLY A TWO REVIEW WRITER! AGGGGGHHHHHHH!
I'm very depressed about this... thou thank you to the two who did take the time and appreciate my story enough to review (And everyone else who has reviewed in the past). Arigatou. I suppose I really am very demanding but I really like getting reviews and I appreciate them very much. I would send you all Toshiro plushie dolls for every review, but I don't have that kind of money... plus I don't know where you live. And I don't want to know. I'll send everyone an imaginary Toshiro plushie doll for every review I get. How's that?
I'm gonna write now, so plz read and be happy. This should be a good chapter after I get over all the details.
Toshiro's icy glare was taken in by Aizen with a sort of mystified curiosity. As the man stood before the much smaller soul reaper, and even as he took his panful weapon within the boy's sight, Toshiro didn't waver in fear. His resolution remained firm, and his teal eyes glared directly into Aizen's brown ones.
Although the man betrayed no sign of emotion, somehow he found himself slightly impressed by the change that had had come over the boy. While Toshiro's expression remained calm, it was in a completely different way than before. During their earlier battle, Toshiro's eyes had been in a piercing glare, the type that was so interlaced with hatred anybody other than Aizen might've faltered in fear. But now, as the boy still gazed, the change was clear. Aizen could almost see the gears working in the boy's head as he finally found the ability to think clearly.
He must have a very strong bond with Hyourinmaru to be able to get rid of his fear and hatred like that.
No... Aizen narrowed his eyes a little as a he felt a twinge of satisfaction and changed his mind. He isn't expelling his emotions, only holding them back just enough to let himself think clearly. Still, after what he's been through, I'd think that to be nearly impossible. Yet here he is, with the courage to look me in the eye as if in a challenge. He truly is a prodigy, in both body and mind.
A smile grew across Aizen's face as he stared at Toshiro like the boy was a shiny new toy he was ready to play with.
"Hitsugaya, are you finally ready to do as you are told?"
Toshiro's nose wrinkled in disgust. He gave no answer, but tried desperately to think on what his zanpaktou had told him.
Everyone must have a weakness.
"Don't think you can defeat me." Aizen continued even as Toshiro was lost in his thoughts. "Nobody can, Hitsugaya."
Does arrogance count as a weakness? Toshiro found himself thinking with a rush of frustration. But the boy shook the thought away as he tried to focus. Time was wasting and Aizen had already proven he was not as patient as he seemed.
Toshiro stared at the Hogyouku which had begun to float in between he and Aizen. The object seemed to beckon Toshiro, as if it had a will of its own and wanted the seal on it broken as much as Aizen did. The boy almost didn't notice that he had started to raise his zanpaktou in almost a trance, ready to break it. With a grunt of annoyance, he stopped himself for raising Hyourinmaru and gripped the handle until his knuckles turned white.
He averted his eyes from the Hogyouku, turning them again to Aizen. A wave of malice pounded against the gated Toshiro had built in his mind, threatening to push them open and release the hatred he had recently hidden. With some effort, Toshiro tightened the locks he put on the doors.
Fighting Aizen had already shown itself as being impossible. If Hyourinmaru hadn't gotten him to calm down, the irrationality that sourced from Toshiro's ire would've blinded him to that fact. But the advice his zanpaktou had offered gave Toshiro enough time to block away the emotions as Hyourinmaru had suggested. Following the ice dragon's proposal had become Toshiro's only path.
Aizen sighed, but allowed Toshiro to continue to let Toshiro think out of mere curiosity, wanting see what plan the child could come up with. Whatever it was Aizen was sure it would never be enough to stop him.
Toshiro caught the arrogance that flashed through his enemy's eyes. As he looked at the man, he truly saw him for the first time.
Aizen had only believed in his own power. It was all he had to believe in. It wasn't like Toshiro, who never trusted himself enough to trust anyone else, but it was simply that he had never had anyone else to trust in the first place. As a boy, Toshiro estimated, Aizen had probably long given up on finding a friend, and needed some meaning in his life. With nothing else to turn to, he most likely set himself on gaining more power, because he had grown to learn that those with power obtained whatever they wanted. In seeking his strength, Aizen likely lost his sense of self along the way, even forgetting why he wanted power in the first place.
Despite realizing this, Toshiro couldn't bring himself to have the slightest bit of sympathy for his opponent. Aizen had done so much to him, the boy was surprised he had even stopped to think about how Aizen became the way he is. But the path Aizen had taken led him into complete arrogance. Most commonly, soul reapers understood the dangers of arrogance, and that it leads to overestimating oneself, which could become a fatal mistake.
But that wouldn't help Toshiro. Aizen would never make a mistake. Being in a no win situation, the boy was quickly losing hope. With the way things were going, Toshiro would have no choice but to open the Hogyouku, and Aizen would gladly absorb that power, then becoming unstoppable.
Unless... Toshiro paused.
The were a few moments of tense silence, and Aizen's impatience grew. He was on the verge of once more releasing his weapon upon the boy when Toshiro raised his chin.
The boy took a cautious step forward, unsure. He had change his stance into a bit of a crouch, eyeing the Hogyouku as he held his zanpaktou in front of him.
Understanding what the boy had chosen, Aizen nodded, barely containing the rush of excitement he felt.
Master, Hyourinmaru's voice entered Toshiro's head. What if this doesn't work?
Toshiro glared only at the Hogyouku before him. He hadn't spent much time to think his next action very carefully through, but time was running out anyway. The risk involved was probably much too high for Toshito to agree to in any normal situation, but at this point, there was only one road ahead of him, and he knew what came at the end of that road.
"If this doesn't work,then we die for nothing"
After raising Hyourinmaru into the air, Toshiro closed his eyes together tightly, and brought the weapon down, and blue and yellow light erupted in the air.
Sorry about the short chapter, but this entire chapter need to be Toshiro making his decision. WHAT IS HE DOING? BUM BUM BUM that's for you to find out NEXT chapter.
On the other hand, a lot of you guys seem to be pretty good at predicting my story... ffooo I really hate that... so maybe you've already figured it out.
I have an awesome dude-standing-there-looking-awesome-by-a-sunset picture to finish drawing so I'm gonna do that. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter, and, as I said earlier, PLEASE OH PLEASE O PLEASE REVIEW ME!
Wow i just reread this chapter and I reallllyyyy don't like it... hmph. next one should be better. send me imaginary rotten roses if next chapter sux too. Am I getting too discriptive?
