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"Shiro-chan!! You forgot your milk."
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「For a second, his eyebrows raised hearing a familar voice. A voice that always soothes him. Giving him that hope that she was alright. She was safe. She was here. That’s all he needed just seeing her. Slightly then he tilted his head back and shifted his teal gaze towards the other, where he spotted a bottle of milk in her hands. Only causing the young youth to blink in responds, stepping towards his friend and grabbing the milk from her hands. Hitsugaya looked towards her, giving a gentle stare at her and he said. 」
❝ I didn’t ask for any, baka. I think you need it more though, especially with how blood shot your eyes are.❞
Lips formed a frown, shifting downwards from the boys words about her eyes, her figure. His words about her eyes, her figure. Always speaking about her body; why was that? The brunette two eyes glance toward her childhood friend. He looked calm, his expression showed nothing out of the ordinary. Momo always worries he in here cooped up;not being able to see him after the war. heir eyes locked for a moment, shifting her head down with fingers balled up into a fist. She prepared for this moment. The moment when she saw how it returned to normal. He still was here…
”S-Shut up! My eyes are just fine. Besides, you need to get taller, or people think you are a little kid, baka! I came to see you, Shiro-chan.”
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"Oh, no, I’m not in the Sixth Division. I’m Byakuya-sama’s cousin and bodyguard." Mana smiled softly. "I’m Kuchiki Mana." She happily introduced herself while tucking a lock of purple hair behind her ear. It was obvious she wasn’t like most of her clan she took after her other cousin, Yoruichi more than Byakuya.
“Trick-or-treat..?” She echoed. That sounded like an odd holiday but the candy part sounded pleasant but she didn’t understand why people didn’t just go to the store to buy candy. “That sounds like an odd holiday.”
Two brown orbs widen at the name, lips made a small opening of a 'o'. "I apologize! I didn't have any idea he had more siblings." Hinamori head leaned down in being respectful toward the female who spoke the name 'Kuchiki'. One of the noble family in the Seireitei. How could she be so rude? Or was she...? The brunette had many thoughts how to make sure her welcome here was----well warm and kind.
"It is a honor to meet you, Kuchiki-san! O-Or I probably should address you as Mana-san." Lightly her right hand covered part of her head. Covering the fact she felt embarrassed how she acted. When Mana spoke again; two chocolate orbs focused on the female in front of her. "Well..yes, it is quite strange in a way I thought of that too!" Softly a giggle left Momo's lips when she thought about it. It was silly.. however she grown to like it cotoms in learning how humans have fun. "It be worth a try! That is if you are allowed to..I would be happy to take you around getting candy around here." The lips on Momo's face turned to a bright-warm smile.
"It seems Hirako-Taichou had made a mess again.."
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"That would be appreciated, thank you." She smiled. "What is this spooky holiday you speak of? It don’t remember anything about it or Byakuya-sama mentioning it.”
The kettle sat neatly against the small stove, picking it up carefully she poured the tea inside each cup. Once poured the brunette handed her cup of tea onto the table. "Oh, it was no problem at all! Careful the tea it is hot. I did not hear your name. I assume you are in Kuchiki-Taichou division?." Momo sat down with her own cup of tea inside each of her hands. "Halloween well, it is a holiday where you dress up in costumes. Mostly scary ones and walk around to each door receiving candy. You say 'Trick-or-Treat.' It pretty common in the human world. I do not think Byakuya Kuchiki would mention it."
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"Everyone is starting to dress so oddly…why?"
"Forgive my interruption..It seems humans are celebrating the spooky holiday once again. Would you care I explain? I have tea here, if you would like to chat? I apologize..I just hate you to be confused of the mater." The brunette kindly smiles at the other female. Approaching with her hands behind her back, fingers wrapped around each other.
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Stargazing was one the young taichou favorite hobbies. But one would guess why he enjoy it, in his case he always do it when on a roof. He can imagine the sky would be filled with fireworks… frankly, that’s been ruin by some mischief. It was such a shame though. By the looks of the sky, look was about to rain anyways but something had cause the youth to froze, to stare at the little peach. He was all but left in confusion why she accidently split out 'Don't Go' why would she say that? Was she scared? Or perhaps she seem to be bother by something. Something that could haunted her, the feeling, the emotions, something that would be frighten her death that could be afraid of losing something or maybe someone. Who could that really be? Don’t be foolish. It was obviously clear who it was.
Thus, the way their eyes would meet, the way he’s over protective of her, the way he smiles at her, way they talk. Everyone should known how he really feels. But why did she have the need to lie? He wasn’t stupid. Who did she think she was talking to? Idiot, it was clear she wasn’t alright. Showing that fake smile, wasn’t putting in much of believing state. She is injured after all, which that needs to be taking care of. But the youth knew one thing.
She was his pain. He was hers as well.
With every word she speak, every action she made. Something had caused his eyes to widen in shock. He was caught off guarded. Did he hear that right? Did she..did she just.. no it wasn’t about what she said about in the childhood days, but she was no burden to him at all. He needed her. He knew that but sometimes he can be even clueless about what he feels. That wasn’t what cause him to go in shock. The follow of the other lips, going to closer and closer, inch by inch to his cheek. Once he felt, the kiss on his cheek and those words..that completely shocked him.
Caused the youth to go in a frozen state. Hitsugaya would move his head to the side, as his eyes stayed fixated on her brown hues. Not once leaving them, his arms stayed crandle her in his arms. "Hinamori…when did you…?" He slighty, studdered not knowing to what to say. Did she always loved him this way? Or maybe that was a friend kind of way..but if it was just as a friend. She wouldn’t just kissed like that when no one was watching. Would she? All he thought, she only seen him all a childhood friend, nothing more. Why was she doing this now? Why didn’t she do long time ago when…oh that’s right Aizen of course. That guy probably messed up her feelings, to know what she didn’t know what she really wanted. But were these words really true or perhaps he imagine it?
No. Impossible. They can’t be a false. His heart rate was beating more than normal. What was wrong with him? What was he feeling? How could he react? He held his grip, tighter around her form and trying to control the signs of emotions as he was feeling. Come on, Hitsugaya, say something. Maybe he was scared. That maybe that might have an affect on him, that could cause him to fail her again. He didn’t want that. He didn’t want to failed. The youth would suddenly, pause when he heard an enchanted tone of voice coming in his direction. Was that…sounded like Matsumoto?
He would turned his head to look back, but suddenly caught off guarded again with Matsumoto bumping into him from behind. Causing the youth to meet with her breast and made him and the other accidently fallen on the ground but he was quick enough, that he was held onto her tightly, so she wasn’t hurt badly. Hitsugaya would let out a scowl from his tone. "MATSUMOTO!!" He yelled back at her, but all he heard was a whine but rolled his eyes. Damn woman. She never changes. He frozen when he spotted Insane standing there. Least she didn’t come back empty. Man, took her awhile. Hell, was she doing? Nevermind. He rather not know. "Isane, can you?" He asked, but saw a nodded of her head. "Of course, Hitsugaya Taichou." She responded, before she walked around and over to the other.
The youth would set her down, gently removing his arms from beneath her legs. He stared down at her, placing his hand on her cheek to make sure she was alright. "Are you alright?" He question, before he pulled back so Insane can do her job. He stood up, while ignoring what Matsumoto was doing. His teal hues would look down at the other, as he watched carefully. "I’ll stay until you’re healed, then you meet me back at my office to…finished that conversation if you want my answer. I’ll leave that decision to you." He said, in a calm voice of his tone as his gaze would remain on her. This was real. He really gonna answer. But what would his answer really be? However, it was about rain so he needed to get inside incase the rain comes pouring down on them. That he wanted out of this heat. It was damn frustrated to the youth.
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Kisses fell from the rain touch against the petite skin. Part of her body was in pain. The other had been slightly numb from some kind of light. A green light that came all around her. Eyes slowly shift over to another female, seeing it was a familiar face who have arrived. Fear was brought in her eyes over the pain; the same pain she felt of being alone. Seeking out for Toshiro's hand when not feeling it, her body had to calm down. The words she spoke just before Isane arrival had been perfect timing. It was embarrassing! Why did she have to utter those words? Was her heart ready for what he do? If he reject, broken into pieces is where her heart will be.
Ｍｙ ｈｅａｒｔ, ｍｙ ｍｉｎｄ...
ｃａｎ Ｉ ｋｅｅｐ ｉｔ ｈｅｒｅ?
What had been uttered was her own heart speaking out toward the man she been in love with. Had it been just false? No, she knew that deep down her heart had been broken. The reason had been clear to everyone out of shock what he had done to her. When that fight had stopped, it was when the blade stabbed her once again. Those feelings had been changed after her traumatic reasons to see all of them attacking her. Under a spell; the young female had been broken again and, again. She was glad that he finally got what he deserved. Hinamori no longer wanted to be the weak shinigami here. No longer did she want the one who been here, his whole being had been showing her he not hate her after attacking him. How foolish she was. He still stayed here and told her 'I am not leaving.' He still stayed...
A whiny voice came out from the other female, hands raised up against her chest. The smell of sake was clearly from her breath which told her that not obeying the first order, however she came with help. Still the female felt it was not fair. "Taichou, why?! Why are you so cold to me? I came didn't I?" Lips formed a small pout; both her hands crossed when a couple hiccups left her lips. Down below her had been Isane who started to heal Hinamori. Again... she got hurt. Those same wounds she suffered, that one scar in her chest did not heal completely. Not fully. That bastard... If only; if only she could have seen Gin's plan. To go away and betray over keeping me safe. You baka... Her thoughts were interrupted when hearing someone had more sake. "Let me join you!"
Stomping echoed around her, many shinigami members were being carried on beds. Others got up, brushed off their wounds like it was nothing big. Again---putting all her worries onto Shiro-chan. He still cared for her, worried for her, did everything he could do in helping her. Now he said he stay, remain where she wanted him to be. Right beside her. That was where he always promised----holding onto her hand with a gentle expression, full of worry.
"I want to see you! I want..." Momo tears ended up into both of her eyes, in the bottom of her eye lashes had those salty-wet tears had fallen. They landed down her chin only to softly tickle down the petite skin. He never blamed her. Never had a reason to. Yet...she done such wrong to him. So many bad things that caused her into a broken state. "If I get healed, I will come see you. I hate to make you wait for me once again...it all my fault, Shiro-chan. I wanted to see you more, and more. Yet..." Those words came out from her lips. Was it for him to feel guilty? No, no. Hinamori knew that he would never blame her. Slowly raising her hand, fingers reached up in the air above her. Stars were glowing from the few clouds that covered the sky. "Do not worry about me, Shiro-chan..please. I will be fine." Her voice was shaky; a little bit of her sadness mixed with one of her fake smiles.
I must fix what I have caused him... I will fix.
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Hi Momo, you could at writing fanfics right? well i have a request for you that i hope you be willing to do please!? Could you possible write a fanfic on fanfic where everyone could read it because i know you just good at writing stories. Anyway the plot is about Toshiro being a zombie like he is in manga and Momo showed up in tears from seeing him like that and they both had to fight, even know momo was devastated
{ Konnichiwa! To be honest..I do fear going there due to people being rude. I know not all are rude therefore, I shall think about making one. I thank you for saying such kind things. I wish I knew who you were! This probably terribly late and really I have no words to say. I am in tears! Happy tears. T///T I could do that. It will tear out my heart and perhaps I could write something like that in a fanfic story if I had ideas of someway she could save him or just a drabble. :3 Thank you for the idea. I love to make my stories known more. Just got to gain confidence. }
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「－－・｛薬｝・－－」 When the mention of the eleventh division reached her, a skittish laughter carelessly rolled along her tongue. It was as said — most of the eleventh officers were not the most refined but if you were to infer from a greater perspective, their blunt demeanor could constitute as honesty. Okay, perhaps it was not a good excuse to forgo a respectful attitude and the dainty girl would have been less intimidated if they were to mellow their rough pattern of speech.
"Ah… we don’t usually seek for the eleventh unless specific orders were given. I suppose they weren’t quite agreeable with the atmosphere in our division. But no matter what, they are still our comrades and there will always be a time we cannot afford to bring grudges alongside with our hearts."
In spite of the respective views they held, Kare had always admired those who could hold their heads tall. Those who had stood with their backs facing their companions — it required a formidable degree of courage and resolve. Those who undauntedly gazed forward, whose rigid forms seemed so imperishable. Those unyielding aura they possessed — granted those following behind with a newfound bravery.
"The fourth division is certainly delightful! I can never drop my head low within the soothing air within our barracks!" Chirped and joviality was what accompanied her spoken perspective of her lovely division. The mere talk was more than enough to lift her spirits! "And I am truly grateful to you, Hinamori-fukutaicho! I suppose I am quite used to being left behind and catching up to my peers. I am a relatively slow person."
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Brown hair bounced with each step she took, marching forward with the stack of white papers within her grip. Taking things back when she joined. It was then everything she did was for that one person. He held something within her sweet heart. Doing everything to prove that she was worthy. He was...special. Very special to the fukutaichou of fifth division. Back then---things were a lot smoother.
Everything was so easy... nothing could stop it.
Kare's voice brought her back into reality. That cold truth about her Taichou who has been expelled. Well, more so, he has been imprisoned. She no longer cared for the one who squeezed her heart till it broke into million of pieces. Truthfully she had admired Kare's personality. It was how Hinamori had been so naive, a foolish child who thought she knew everything of Aizen. He was hiding the truth.
"Oh, that is to be expected! I had to go there a few times. They do not scare me although, I do think Unohana-Taichou would always make them in fear." A soft giggle left her lips, whispering that name brought memories from staying in fourth division after the wound she endured. "You also speak of me so greatly. I am not---that great." Both hands would raise the paperwork, pushing it up against the flat part of her chest. It would squeeze tightly where she held it there for a long time.
"Kare-san, would you like to...have a cup of tea? I thought we could proper introduction with chatting. If you refused I will understand." Fingers squeezed the paper, a little cut made her jump after feeling that pain. "Ow.." A soft sigh left her lips at frustration from not paying attention. Memories of being here still flow her mind from time, to time. "It does not surprise me about fourth division. That squad is always so brave. You do not have to feel that way at all Kare-san!" Her body turned to face Kare, a warm smile appeared upon her face. "In fact! I know for sure that you just need to find something that will make you feel at home." Cheerfully the brunette felt how Kare did. Until she found a way to fit in and now she feels at home. Even if it seems like she alone. She is not. " I can even tell you that I was behind too! It just takes some time..you will be fine."
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;;———— {薬} Kindred spirit was not lost on the girl. Kare, herself, wished to support others and it was the reason why the fourth division appealed to her. However, Hinamori’s kindness seemed as though it stemmed from her birth — a selfless instinct. Kare was certain that the lieutenant’s surrounding would benefit well from her presence.
"Ah…! I-If you insist, Hinamori-fukutaicho, I shall take up on your kindness! I apologize to have interrupted your morning."
How could Kare persist on refusing when the other had exert such efforts to extend her aid? Hinamori seemed very adamant, that the naturally slow girl could not keep up.
"How careless that I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Tojo Kare, from the fourth division. And indeed, Hinamori-fukutaicho is not unheard of. I’ve heard of the captains and lieutenants during my days in the Shino Academy."
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Many thoughts ran through the petite mind. It was not surprising that her comrades had much to say. In the past, part of her wished she had been different. From now the time had passed from how she use to be. Lips lifted when showing the other female a warm smile. Nothing bad of her would be shown. Everyone knew her as the top of her class. The kido would be up at maxium. Training everyday just for those words to say she great to train with. However, the training wasn't for gossip. More so, it was for her to get stronger.
Moving her legs forward, hands had held the paper against each of her fingers. It was a light load from what the brunette saw for the poor new girl. Why would anyone make her carry such a heavy load? The voice from Tojo had her back to reality. Hearing her soft voice was spoken with a apologetic tone. Had she still felt bad for making her help her? It was clear that no one would want to help new members from different divisions. Why do we need to fight with each other? All of us are here to help each other. Squad eleven had that competition to be the best. Honestly...it made her furious.
Chocolate hues gaze at Tojo, lips opened up a little when she began to speak. "Kare-san, I am pleased to meet you. If you need anything do not hesitate. We be happy to help mostly us. Unless you run into the eleven squad they may be rude to you." Truthfully the members of fourth were picked on constantly. "How are you doing in that division? Everything is going fine I hope." A slight tone of nervousness had been found in Hinamori's tone. "Do not apologize.. It is fine. I will help you when I can! I love to keep people happy and also we are all friendly here---well some. I would be happy to step up and help you as I have done so now." Softly her laughter left the petite female when her legs still moved to the destination where they were suppose to be.
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There are many things the brunette loves to do during her free time. Mainly reading if she has the time away from helping her Taichou. His music blares of a jazzy tune which to her delight wasn't so harmful. He had some music tastes. In that free time she had other hobbies that many see her doing. To keep busy; one of them would be to plant seeds for flowers in the back yard of the fifth division. Different types of flowers would be found. During the two seasons before fall and after winter when happiness would be found outside in the heat. It was fun with watching how long the plants and flowers tend to grow. Sometimes she plant vegetables with food of her own for cooking. It helps calms her down when the level of stress is high. Other hobbies brought to her attention but, mostly the one thing she loved is planting and besides reading. There are others where she wants to learn how to play instruments from the human world. Many things to do; little time to do them. When she got the time they be spared just for her own delight.
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— { ☩ } A soothing draft had skidded underneath the opened window, dignifying a certain male with it’s composed zephyr. Just what he required after indulging onto hours and hours of arduous assignments. Inked bristles distanced themselves from delicate surfaces as the final Kanji had been illustrated diligently onto his last remaining sheet of paper. Before any ensuing motion could advance, a prompt acute growl had emitted all along the tenth squadron’s settlement. It seems as though a distinctive commander’s abdomen queried some immediate sustenance. But Toshiro could not afford any investments for the weekend, due to someone’s vain shopping spree. He desperately attempted to confront his hunger and maintain under control. Alas! There was no luck. for the prowess of his stomach was once again too bewildering. ” Dammit… “
An ink pen dyed in a sepia tinted hue had been neatly applied above his bureau, next to an empty ceramic tea mug. ” I should probably take a walk to the shopping districts and buy some low price rice crackers. ” he debated out loud. The wooden legs of his chair scrapped back with a forceful jerk as his form shifted forward, connecting the soles of his sandals with marble wood. Once digits had casually fixated his Haori once more into place, the young albino hurried out of his establishment.
In his direction approached an upcoming b r u n e t t e.
” Hinamori..— did you overlook something? ” That was the first thing that converged from his mouth once his attention had bestowed on the brunette’s figure. She was wearing her sleeping hakama in place of the principle shinigami uniform. Could she have been running tardy for an errand again? How typical. Steps instantaneously ceased in front of her as his eyes connected parallel with her own.
” Come on! I shall walk you back to your quarters, wherefore you can change onto something more suitable. Baka, What were you thinking? ” he scoffed.
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A light breeze lightly brushed against the brunette's cheeks from her short bangs. Within the air it smelled of rain. Was it the storm coming this soon? Large clouds of a dark grey were coming, floating along their movement was coming closer in this direction carrying rain. The scent enough was to tell her what approached both of the shinigami. Many voices spoke out; pointing out the storm where they began to slack off. Two chocolate eyes gazed up, her hues widen when feeling a couple raindrops were touching the grass with a light motion. She saw this, a soft touch with the group of tenth members crowd themselves near the small window right behind the person she came to see. Toshiro Hitsugaya---her best friend whom looked displeased.
"Shiro-chan!"
Cheerfulness was shown in the brunette when he was approaching. Didn't expect him to ever leave that room of his. Always working without taking any breaks. It would worry her to the point she wished he go out more and enjoy life before wasting on paperwork. Such a bad thing it was. Even she wished her life could be relaxing everyday with the watermelon she loved to eat along with her best friend. Those days were the best. Ah...how she wishes to go back and stay like that.
"Gomen...I thought to come see you. Although it seems you are angry at me. I do not know why. Did I do something wrong, Shiro-chan?" Both of her hands rested in front of her chest. When he spoke about her outfit it was then both eyes glanced down at her chest then to her feet.
Eek! How did this...happen?! Did I not change into something more better? Now even Shiro-chan seen me like this. How embarrassing!
Chocolate orbs gazed down, leaving only silence to answer his questions from being forgetful. Always she had been like this since little. Red would color in her skin around her face area. How would she have him come with? He be annoyed and frustrated at whatever had been bothering him. "I am sorry...Shiro-chan. I really did want to see you therefore I didn't look to what I looked like. Seeing you was far more important. I hate to make you walk all that way when you were..." Her voice stopped when she heard something from his stomach. A growl? Tilting her head to the right, both of her eyes blinked a couple times when the petite burst into laughter.
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The young youth would take a glance, at the sound of the door sliding open to have him to meet in terms with her, with that smile, her laugh, the days he always missed from what back then. Ever since Aizen got out of the picture, the other does seem like her old self again. Never, not even once he wants to see that fade away again. He tries to remember that, tries to crush that breaking moment from his mind even knew he had alot of guilt. Sometimes it just comes back to him and bite him the face again. But when his eyes meet, and saw the that blade in her chest that day, his heart felt like it break that day. Her words, questioning him why he did it too…it wasn’t his fault, Aizen was always the blame and treating everyone like their own game piece. It won’t take anyone for a fool to realize what happens when he does become free again.
You better hope I don't see you again... Aizen. I will not let you hurt her again.
His thoughts would linger to the thickest part of his mind, he knew the encounter probably wouldn’t be so friendly. It didn’t matter now. He was imprison and…far away..far away from hurting her. That’s all he needed to know she was safe. He didn’t need to know anything else, but knowing she was alright. That’s all the youth ever cared for. His teal hues would stare at her, with compassion, relief of the same smile. He waited for her of course but he would ripped away from his troublesome thoughts that he had. Hitsugaya didn’t need to concern himself with such matters about that. It’s all about here and now. Nothing else. Nothing less. Everything was alright.
He would stare at her for a brief moment, before curving his pallid lips into a form of a smile on his features. A smile, he only shows to her but never to be forgotten. It always been there for her sake. “Hinamori..” He spoken softly, in his tone as he had his head tilted down a bit, with the smile. He gently nodded his head in responds. Ah their usual spot would probably be at granny place, his grandmother he hasn’t seen much since he became taichou. He really missed her, she understand but he always visit her when he has time. It was very rare that happens. "It’s already okay, I am happy to see you." A another smile form on his features, as his eyes would turn to glance at the other. “Indeed, make sure you check in with Hirako first then we can see her while were there.” Yeah, she was the same bed-wetter alright. that never ceased to amazed him. He was no longer the brat as he was then, but more mature than from back then.
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How did it come to this..? Their lives had gone through a roller coaster with each feelings into the glimpse of others. Her love for Aizen, his protection for hers. He went through her Hell in being there. After everything---all the times he risked his own life for hers. Opened her eyes from thinking he hate her. When did she not see this? The man she loved had been out of her life completely. She knew that. Knew he would never smile like that, put his hand on her head, never rub the top of her head. Never. It was clear that she never needed someone who never truly loved her. Broken from the core; it was him who she had thought be there.
Ｗｈｙ ｗａｓ Ｉ...
ｓｏ ｂｌｉｎｄ?
When her thoughts returned it was of the present. Standing there was her best friend who she hurt so many times. Why did he stay? Always been her question inside the back of the brunette mind. Those inner thoughts brought her down over what has happened. No matter what she does he always will be there in a heartbeat. Never regretting it. Why...? Why all for someone like her? Those thoughts were there however, what he done made her eyes open. How sweet of a friend to remain here. She loved someone who never did. Now she can start fresh and start over with everyone who she wronged. Those thoughts of happy times and sad. The painful and her naive thoughts over who she thought was right. It was clear...
Two chocolate orbs would blink, a soft laugh came from her lips about his words. "I am sure my Captain will be alright. Last time I checked he was sleeping on the sofa." Hinamori felt a little anger from doing all the work. Yet, she enjoyed when he did actually help out. Moving forward a little bit, her hand would grab the wood that was placed against the side of her wall. Peeking down the hall, her eyes spotted nothing from only the gift she had just received. "Shro-chan..would you be able to wait a few minutes? I-I need to get cleaned up before we go. It won't take long." Her lips formed one of her happy smiles towards her best friend. It been a long time since she felt open like this. On her chest; there was a wound, a scar where his blade had pierced through. Deep down she knew it wasn't his fault. Through the pain it was all over. They can start over...can't they? "I bet Grandma will be happy to see how grown up you become. Perhaps she can measure your height too!"
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A story. Memories show like a movie how it played out. Only you can change it. That is how the brunette saw her life had faded into pitch black from the moment she lost someone. Someone who was important----or so she thought. He was her idol, the one who made her push harder to become a great shinigami. Fighting against hollows it was something she hated to do. However...it was all a lie. Something she could not see from his cold eyes. They were fake. All about him was fake. That story had ended after his blade pierced her soul. The very soul she saw as a naive child who knew nothing. Still looking back it made her see that life had choices. Either a good ending or bad. Momo saw that life before her eyes were shutting. Recovery.. Those words had been tough on her since the wound hit her hard. When she awoke that day; her heart had set a new goal to recovery. The road where she no longer go back grieving for her choices. It was time to create a new one from where she could choose better ones. In protecting the ones she cared for, moving forward. A new fire was lit. Burning flame went with passion for showing everyone she won't back down. Her brown eyes showed life again. The dark pool of black held her down from achieving what she wanted. What was it exactly...? She did not know. However, once she finds that goal----she will achieve it. Grasp it in her small hands and hold it dear to her heart. It will be a long recovery down a road of a new path.
Ｓｈｅ ｗａｓ ｒｅａｄｙ...
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;;———— {薬} Perhaps it would have been wiser if she had requested for a companion in fulfilling her errand. Kare was unaware that the weight of this week’s paperwork would take a toll on her limitations. The members would be put through quite a difficult ordeal with such substantial amount of work.
Her trip was interrupted when a familiar presence came into view, and was immediately expressed with a great significance of concern. Shifting the weighty stack carefully in her arms, Kare was quick to reassure the other of her worries.
"No, no, it’s quite manageable, Hinamori-fukutaicho! I apologize if I had disrupted your morning!" The dainty girl apologized immediately after taking in the sight of the other’s unkempt appearance. "Please do not let it bother you. I am quite able of this… load."
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Watching the girl have troubles with the paperwork was clear. She was in need of help. To admit that would not be easy from keeping her gaze upon her. Hinamori knew how heavy work can be on her own. She could not just turn away from her at this moment. No... It was not possible. In her nature she loved to help others if she can.
Shining down upon them had been the sun's powerful rays. Raising her hand, above her forehead where the sun had been covered to see the girl clearly. When had she joined...? At least she should let her know that no one will be left behind at least that was the brunette motto. Perhaps she was too kind towards others who barely met. Still...she couldn't just let her do this by herself.
"Please let me help..I hate to see you do all of this alone especially since you are new aren't you? It be rude of me as a Fukutaichou to ignore such a task..I know it may be bothersome however, I wish to help. At least can I help? Oh, it seems you have heard of me anou...would I be able to ask of your name?"