HEY GUYS… A LOT OF REVIEWS SAID THAT THE LAST PART WAS CONFUSING… IT WAS MEAN TO BE COZ IF I JUST EXPLAINED EVERYTHING THERE, IT WOULD'VE GONE "plop" AND'VE RUINED THE BOMBSHELL THAT I'VE PLANNED… MUAHAHAHAHA!…
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"I'm sorry! I CAN swim! It's just that-"
"That what? You couldn't rip a single strand of kelp?"
"Umm-"
"WHAT? You think about your stupid family and friend every couple of seconds and start crying?"
Momo's heart immediately drained itself from guilt and filled up with anger and sorrow from the mocking of her family and Kira. The tears left her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
"Is that it? Huh? Then-"
THWACK!
Ukitake hit the boy on the back of his head, knocking him out of consciousness. He fell forward but before he could hit the ground, the uncle caught him and hauled him over his shoulder.
'What's gotten into him? I haven't known him for long but… he's not like that… I just know it!...'
The two (carrying Toushiro) both made their way back to the house. The wind blew, ruffling the trees and sending goosebumps up Momo's arm. The small tin shed (that Momo noticed from chapter 2) creaked a little but stayed stable.
"Uncle, is that an outhouse?" Hinamori asked, pointing at the shed. Jyushiro first looked at his niece for a couple of seconds before bursting out laughing.
"No… In fact, I'm not really sure what's in there…"
"Then why don't you open it?"
"Because Toushiro's the only one to know where the key is… since he hid it…"
'Why would he hide a key to a tin shed?...'
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"Urgh… where am I?..." a soft groan came from the living room and Hinamori stopped her chores and rushed to where the boy laid. Her uncle wasn't there as he had some "important matters" to attend to.
Hitsugaya squinted and blinked a couple of times before grabbing his ankle in pain.
'I can't remember a thing… no, wait… Momo fell into the water… the eel…'
"Am I alive?"
"You apparently are!" Momo snapped back. She tried to brush off the things he'd said before but she just… couldn't. It was like a giant wall separating her from a city. It was almost impossible. Her fists tightened as she, without a thought, slammed her fist on a nearby table.
However, the girl didn't watch where her hand was going and it smashed a mug. The mug shattered into jagged pieces and a piece was sticking out of the side of Hinamori's hand. She winced before jerking the ceramic fragment out of her hand and pressing tissues onto her bloody injury.
"WOA! Take it easy! Uh, here," Hitsugaya grabbed some bandages off a nearby coffee table and started to wrap Momo's hand but she slapped it away. The boy put his hands on his waist. "What's wrong with you? I'm trying to help you here and you're acting as if I've bitten your finger off!"
"You really wanna know?"
"Actually, yes. I do wanna know."
"Oh? That I couldn't rip a single strand of kelp coz I kept thinking about my family and Kira every couple of seconds and start crying?!" The girl's voice was now yelling.
"I have NO IDEA of what the hell you're talking about!"
Hinamori froze and stared at him with wide eyes before storming up the stairs and into her room.
'That bastard…'
However, she stopped in front of her door and tears started to stream out of her eyes.
'What if… he really DOESN'T remember anything?...'
She slammed the door behind her and locked it as she took out her paper diary.
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The boy lay down on the sofa and began to dig through his memories.
'K… Momo fell into the water… I jumped in to save her… taken by an eel… and I just woke up here… strange…'
"You two'd better not be like that at school tomorrow," Ukitake walked in and sat himself on an armchair.
"Isn't it too early to be sending your niece to school already?"
"It's never too early to start afresh. It's probably best to keep her occupied so that she doesn't think about her loss."
"Hmmm… true…"
"So… you WILL tell her sometime, right? About your parents…"
"What choice do I have? We're both living in the same house… AND she could just find out by opening the tin shed so… she's gonna find out anyway…"