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Loss To Love Chapter 2: Nightmares

"You're nothing but a monster-"

"Get away you demon-"

"Ew its that white haired freak-"

"Stay away you freak-"

"You are nothing but a child, useless, pathetic weak-"

"I hate you Toshiro Hitsugaya."

"GASP!"

Head shooting upward from the floor, Toshiro frantically twisted his head left to right, expecting to see condescending looks full of fear or anger at the white haired boy. Finally realizing that it was just himself in the room, he slowly picked himself up off the floor. His body felt stiff, probably from his body being stuck in an awkward position all night, and started to stretch, humming with pleasure from all the stiffness being stretched out in his muscles and bones popping back into place. He then went towards his bathroom to wash up since he didn't change out of his shinigami clothing the day before. While shedding his clothing, he took time to look at himself in his bathroom mirror from his snow white hair to his bright turquoise eyes that had dark rings under them from the restless sleep he had.

"I haven't had nightmares in a while, what brought about this one?"

Thinking back on the events yesterday, he could probably guess that Hinamori's last parting words broke the fully constructed wall set up in his mind to block out the unwanted memories of his childhood. Already feeling cranky that morning, he shoved the negative thought to the back of his mind and started to freshen up.

After spending 30 minutes in the bathroom, he still didn't feel 100% but he felt a lot better than when he first woke up. Walking up to the front door, he was turned the knob and opened the door, ready to go to his office but the last person he didn't expect to see stood right in front of him.

Kurosaki Ichigo.

Ichigo's POV

"Damn Matsumoto and her pleading. I thought this would be a bad idea, just leave him alone I said, but no she had to send me, the worst person to talk to Toshiro."

As Ichigo continued to rant off in his mind, walking towards Toshiro's headquarters, he thought back to the conversation he had with Matsumoto, Renji, and Rukia last night.

Flashback

Ichigo was sitting around Renji's room in the sixth company barracks, having their usual friendly banter, with Rukia ready to smack them upside the heads calling them idiots. Just as Renji and Ichigo's argument escalated to the point of getting physical, Matsumoto burst into the room, shutting the door quickly behind her.

The three occupants of the room were surprised by their strawberry haired friend's actions but thought of it as her normal behavior, thinking she had run away from doing paperwork again. They were about to greet her but she beat them to the punch.

"Ichigo, I need your help."

"What for?" Ichigo said confused.

"I need you to get Toshiro angry so that he's himself again."

Utterly baffled by Matsumoto's request, he had to ask why.

"Let's just say...a certain argument between him and Momo affected in deeper ways than any hollow wound inflicted on him. If you act annoying in your normal way, I'm sure he to go back to his normal behavior...I'm worried about how he'll be in coming days."

Ignoring the indirect insult towards his personality, he looked towards Matsumoto's forlorn face, unable to form the word no on his lips as he was just about to do when she requested his help. Thinking about it though, this gives Ichigo the chance to quell his curiosity of why Toshiro was just an ass as Byakuya, maybe even colder.

"...*sigh*...alright. I'll help."

The only warning he had was Matsumoto's sudden squeal and then everything was dark and he was suffocating. He was unable to break away from her suffocating bust, his face turning blue as he tried to break out of her crushing grip. He heard Rukia and Renji cackling in the background because of his unfortunate predicament, not even attempting to help. Growling low in his throat, he grasped Matsumoto's shoulders and firmly pushed her away, taking a deep breath of fresh air.

"ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! I GOT THE MESSAGE! Jeez, I know you're happy just try not to kill me with your happiness..."

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

An audible snap sounded in the room when a blood vessel popped in Ichigo's friend. The cause was the pineapple shaped red head rolling around on the ground, laughing his head off still. Ichigo, getting angrier by the minute, stalked toward the vulnerable shinigami...

Throughout the day, other fellow shinigami looked strangely at sixth company barracks since the usually quiet sixth company had the sounds of yelling and fighting emanating from it...

PRESENT TIME

Sighing for the umpteenth time, he turned the corner, rounding on Toshiro's private barracks. As he made his way to the front door, the door already swung open, revealing the sole person he's supposed to help.

Trying to keep a straight face, Ichigo studied Toshiro's sluggish posture and tired eyes, dark bags under them. He could tell he had a restless night, and having two sisters who have had bad nights before, he knows how a person will act without any good sleep.

"Ok, Matsumoto says she wants me to rile him up...so here goes nothing."

"Wow Toshiro, I didn't know that you could have more expressions than the " I'll freeze your ass if you bother me look", what brought about the change?"

It wasn't exactly a harsh insult, but it got the desired effects.

Even though the sun was shining bright in the sky, the temperature felt like it dropped ten degrees, a chill wind blowing and goosebumps going up Ichigo's arms. He shivered a little bit, a feeling of dread coming up his stomach as he stared at the fierce scowl that formed on Toshiro's face.

"What did you just say?"

The cold tone in his voice scared Ichigo to the core, but he definitely wasn't going to show that on his face, he had his pride to keep up. Besides there was nothing to be afraid of a 4' 8" skinny boy, he's faced scarier foes.

But...that look that said "I'll stab you first then freeze your ass"...he was seriously thinking of restating that last thought...

"Well, its all or nothing at this point..."

Author's Note: Thanks to all the people who actually took the time to read my first ever fan fiction, and a special extra thanks to the people who actually reviewed my story. I know like four of you followed and favorited my story but didn't review, but that's okay because its your choice to review or not, it won't deter me either, it'll just motivate me more to write until I get more reviews or followers. So...this story isn't actually written down as a rough draft, it just comes out as I type it on my tablet(that's why there are some spelling errors sometimes, stupid autocorrect). Let me just tell you the plot bunnies are everywhere. Like literally my ideas are like a spider web, I just grab a string and follow the path that I like the post, I'll pick other ones but still stick to the path I choose. So...I'm estimating I'll be updating twice a week. I have no ideas for the third chapter except starting the interactions between Ichigo and Toshiro. So if you have the time, send me ideas for chapter three I would really appreciate it. Arigatou gozaimasu~

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