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Toshiro Hitsugaya

Toshiro Hitsugaya
Toshiro Hitsugaya: Captain of Squad 10

Mariya Yattamori

Mariya Yattamori
Mariya Yattamori: Captain of S. Squad T.P.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Death and Reincarnation (Madison Shecker's Story) pt. 2

"...Life can go in many directions. North, might be a place where a Hell on Earth resides, and you know nothing but pain and enguish. South, might be a place where hope and happiness are found and you will live forever in peace, like Heaven. Then, there's East and West, in the middle of Heaven and Hell, which is an area of happiness and joy like in Heaven, but where there's still the greif and pain of Hell. Which direction I'm heading is still a mystery to me, like tomorrow and the day after that. But, I will keep on going, no matter what the case, to try to find where I belong and which direction my fate seeks. But, what came on my 14th birthday changed that frame of mind forever, and if it was you, it would of changed you too..."

November 28, 2010
OUR WORLD
Mariya, Virginia, Cree, Bianca, and Kayla stand outside with many other middle schoolers, who are dressed head to foot in warm clothing, waiting for their bus to arrive.
"Where is it? It's already been 15 minutes since the other buses left." Bianca complains as she cuddles herself in her black coat.
"And it's freezing out here, even for November. What is it, 30 degrees?" Virginia also comments as she rubs her hands together.
"Actually, it's 27 degrees." Kayla says as she held up her Ipod for her friends to see.
Virginia and Bianca moan to Kayla, not in the mood for her usual cheeriness.
"I don't see what the big deal is, I feel perfectly fine out here. You two just need to grow up some and get over it." Mariya comments, wearing only a jacket and hobo gloves.
"Well, excuse me, it nots my fault it's so cold out here. I don't see how you do it, you're acting as if it's 70 degrees out here. It's like you were born with a built-in barrier." Virginia says to Mariya, apparently annoyed with Mariya's stubborn directions.
"It's not my fault, I've always been like this, besides, you don't see Cree or Kayla whinning now do you?" Mariya answers, now just as irritated as Virginia.
"They both have on like four layers of clothing! You're only wearing a t-shirt and a jacket!" Virginia comes back with at Mariya.
"Will you two just stop butting heads! Get over it!" Cree yells at both of them as she wacks them both over the head.
"HEY! You didn't need to do that!" They yell at the same time, now annoyed with Cree.
Cree sighs hopelessly at the two as the bus finally arrives. Being as cold as they are, Bianca and Virginia rush for the entrance, while Kayla, Cree, and Mariya walk slowly behind them.
"You know Mariya, I do have to agree with Virginia with one thing she said. You do have a strange way of never getting cold. It's like, well, you were around something that was really cold all the time and some how you've been able to become imune to anything cold by like having like a self barrier around you, like she said." Cree says as Mariya and she walk onto the bus.
"I guess, but, to tell you the truth, it feels more like, someone's like hugging me. like close and connected to my skin." Mariya answers as she sits in seat 7 behind Kayla and Virgina and Bianca at the side.
"Well, that's an odd way to put it." Cree comments as she slids into the seat too.
"But, that's what it feels like, not lie." Mariya says as she gets out her sketchbook from her bag.
"Alright, if you say so." Cree says right before Virginia draws her into a conversation.
Mariya smiles, happy to see her friends cheerful and talkitive, before turning back to her sketchbook, and to a fresh page.
Suddenly, as she begins to draw the girl with the hair over one of her eyes, she has a vision, a thing that had never happened before.
She sees Toshiro, the boy she dreams about and draws, standing in front of her, right in front of giant wooden door which has a strange line symbol on it.
But, this time, he looks different. His white hair has become more well kept and his bangs have somewhat dissapeared. He's taller and looks more mature then usual as he does in her dreams. And over his black kimono now is a white over-coat type thing, but with no sleeves. Weird.
But, the same sword is still swung over his shoulder and hangs from a long, greenish/blue sash, and a serious scowl still is plastered on his face.
She laughs at his expression and he seems to turn towards her laughter.
"Why are you laughing at me?" he asks her.
Mariya stops, shocked and surprised by the fact that he responded to her.
"Wait, you can see me Toshiro?" Mariya asks, still shocked.
Toshiro seems to become irritated and walks towards her.
When he comes close to her, she finds that she's only one or two inches taller than him.
"Of course I can. It's hard to miss you, being in that pink haori and all. And, don't call me Toshiro while we're here, call me Captain Hitsugaya." Toshiro says, annoyed by Mariya's ignorance.
"You...You became a captain?" Mariya repeats as she tries to comprehend what he said.
Toshiro's scowl forms into a little smile after a moment or two and he chuckles.
"Duh, that's why I wear this white haori, and you wear your pink one, Yattamori." he says as he grins bigger.
"Yattamori...?" Mariya recites to herself.
...Why does that name sound...so familar to me..?...
"MARIYA!!!" Virginia's unforgetable voice screams into her ear.
"ACK!" Madison yells, startled by Virginia's voice.
Madison looks around, hoping that she's still with Toshiro.
But, unfortunatly, she's back in the bus, being starred at by all of her friends.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" Mariya yells at Virginia, now mad beyond words.
"You were completly zoned out for like three minutes, and we couldn't shake you out of it. You were starting to scare us." Cree explains as she takes Mariya's sketchbook from her.
"Seriously?" Mariya asks as her eyes widen.
"But, while you were zoned out, you drew this." Cree continues as she turns the picture towards Mariya to see.
When Cree turns it to her, Madison gasps.
It's Toshiro, but as she had seen him just now, in her vision. He's standing in front of a dead, ugly creature, and his sword's covered in blood. But, he as well is covered in many non-serious wounds, causing her breath to cut short for unknown reasons. And in off in the distance, you can see a girl, sitting in the grass, uninjured.
It's the girl with the hair over her eye.
"How did...when did I?...How could I?..." Mariya mutters, losing the ability to find words by looking at the picture.
"Yeah, we didn't get it either." Bianca says as she takes the picture from Cree.
Mariya looks away as her friends talk about it.
...What's going on? This has never happened before, not even when I was little....
But, Mariya does know one thing.
The vision and the drawing tells her that she will get the answer to why she has dreamed about this boy since she can remember...really soon.
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November 28, 2010
SOUL SOCIETY
Toshiro Hitsugaya {(Captain of Squad 10) AGE: 139 or 13.9 in our eyes} walks to his office inside the Sereitei. He is not in the best of moods, seeing how it's the anniversary of an incident he wishes never happened. He stops and looks up at the sky, which is clouded over for today, making him feel that much worse about this day.
The memory of the incident floods his mind and he shudders, completly pained by the sights that return to his mind one by one. He then continues and finally reaches his office quarters. Inside, snooring can be heard from the sofa. He becomes irritated when he finds that it's his lieutenant, Rangiku Matsumoto, sleeping in snugly on one of that sitting couches in the room.
"Rangiku, get up! You have work to do." Toshiro says, angry.
Within seconds, Rangiku opens her eyes and yawns, streching for a moment before another yawn escapes her lips.
"Oh, come on. Give me a break, Captain. You had me up till midnight last night doing paperwork. Can't I have a day off." Rangiku whines, yawning once again as she gets up from the sofa.
"No, you can't. Now get to work, so that you won't have to stay late tonight." Toshiro says as he sits at his desk and pulls out a few papers.
Rangiku sighs as she begins to walk to her work, but stops when she notics something around Toshiro's neck.
Toshiro notices and looks up from his own papers of work.
"What wrong Rangiku?" Toshiro asks, a little less irrritated now.
Rangiku moves to the front of Toshiro's desk and takes grasp of the charm he's wearing around his neck.
"You're wearing it out today..." she says quietly as she looks at the circle charm.
"Yeah, it's the anniversary, so I thought I should..." Toshiro says as she lets go of the charm.
Toshiro then takes the charm in his own hand and sighs.
The lime green circle charm is about the size of a quarter, and on it is a beautifully painted arrow, which is the symbol of the zodiac sign Sagittarius, which had been Yattamori's zodiac sign, as well as his own. That's why he had given it to her on her 40th (4 years in our years) birthday, because well, of course it was her sign, but she had always had a fasination with the zodiac calender. And later, it turned out that her zanpakuto had the powers of the zodiac signs.
Toshiro smiles, remembering all the memories that he had shared with her.
But, once the anniversary's memories flooded his mind, he shudders again.
He has never been ever to shake the incident from his mind, even if it had happened 14 years ago. Yattamori had been his best friend since they were 34 years old (3.4 years in our years). She had been closer to him than Hinamori, seeing how their birthdays were only 21 days apart. And they had never left each other for any reason, even if death was inevitable...
But, then, 14 years ago, when they were both 125 years old, she died....
And the worst part of it wasn't that her birthday was the next day or that she had only just become a Captain a year before. The worst part for him, was that she had died, protecting him.
If he had only just known that the sword had been a trap, he would of never of left Yattamori's side and she wouldn't of had to push him out of the way of arrow-shot sword, and...she wouldn't of died.
It's his fault, all of it, and that's why he can't escape the memories.
"Captain...?" Rangiku asks as Toshiro thinks still.
Rangiku's voice brings Toshiro back to the present, and he sees that he's clutching Yattamori's necklace tight in his fist.
"Sorry, Rangiku, I lost my concentration for a minute." Toshiro says, trying not to make Rangiku worry.
Rangiku watches him for a minute, then sighs and takes the papers away from Toshiro.
Toshiro looks up at her, surprised.
"How about you take the day off, you can never concentrate on this anniversary. Don't worry, I'll take care of these." Rangiku says as she walks over to her desk.
Toshiro watches her, speechless, then grins as he gets up.
"Thank you Rangiku." he says as he walks out of the room.
"Your welcome Sir." she answers after him.

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