Young Love
Maybe I'm to blame
Or maybe we're the same
But either way I can't breathe
Either way I can't breathe
All I had to say is goodbye
We're better off this way
We're better off this way
-Goodbye by Secondhand Serenade
"He's sick? How sick?" Kiyone asked, raising an eyebrow.
"A pretty much life threatening case of pneumonia. Out in the rain practically all night." Isane said, releasing her hug from Kiyone. Kiyone looked beyond shocked. "What? Why?" Isane sighed tiredly, and looked to Yoruichi. "He... he was found about a mile away from... Kazuri Cemetery."
"So he was visiting her." Yoruichi said simply, her eyes softening in understandment.
Isane sighed, guiding the two girls out of the airport, and to her silver porsh parked outside.
"Yep."
So it begins.
Rukia groaned loudly from her place on the bed. She pushed her books aside, and started clawing at her head. How could she study if these stupid voices were bugging her every second of every day?
"Leave me alone!"
"Aww... why? You're hurting my feelings, Ruru. Can't you just ask me who I am? It would be so much easier than going crazy because of it."
"Fine!Who the hell are you?" Rukia yelled into the empty air.
When she got no response, she sighed heavily. "Oh my god... Maybe craziness is genetic. From my ancestor Kazahane. It's just been skipping generations until now." Rukia concluded quietly, rolling over, onto her stomach.
"Maybe Tatsuki is right... maybe I just am studying too hard." She whispered, closing her textbooks. Suddenly a little white maltese puppy jumped up, onto the bed. Momo's dog. Tobiume. "Why hello, Plum-chan." Rukia said, using the dog's nickname as it licked her hand. "You don't think I'm losing it, do you?" The puppy barked once, happily, and started licking Rukia's face.
"I'll take that as a no!" Rukia laughed, rolling onto her back, the little dog's tail wagging rapidly. "Tobiume-chan! Come here, girl!" Momo's voice echoed across the room, and Tobiume's ears perked up, and she ran to where her owner was; the threshold of Rukia's bedroom.
"Hey, Ru." Momo laughed as she picked Tobiume up.
"Hey Momo." Rukia calmed herself down and sat up.
"What'd you want?" Rukia asked, still smiling slightly. Momo smiled and giggled softly. "Inoue-chan and I are headed for the mall. You wanna come too?" Rukia nodded. "Sure thing! Let me just..." But Rukia was cut of by her cellphone ringing.
"Hello?" Rukia asnwered. "Oh, hi, Tatsuki! What's wrong? Did you... What? When? Okay, good, so he's stable. Yeah, we'll be there. No! We're at the house! Okay, bye." Momo looked at her panicked friend. "Rukia, what's the matter?" Rukia sighed, grabbing her jacket.
"Toshirou's in the hospital."
Rukia bit her lip.
"Who said I ever thought it was my fault?"
Rukia blinked as a voice echoed in her mind. That sounded like... her? It was defiantly her voice, but it sounded as though she was... crying?
"What'd Inoue want?"
"She said it was nothing. She was fidgety, though. She was hiding something."
Ichigo's voice.
"Are you sure? Rukia, we're your friends, and we want to know if..."
Momo?
"You're..."
"Mitsuki. Mitsuki Kuchiki."
Rukia suddenly felt the urge to scream, but bit her lip, fighting back.
"Rukia?" Rukia sucked in air and turned shakily, and smiled slightly at Momo. "H-how is he?" Rukia stuttered, not daring to move. She felt light-headed and would not risk fainting.
Momo shook her head. "I don't know. They're not accepting any visitors right now..."
"Hinamori-san?" Isane called. "You may see Hitsugaya-kun now."
"Go, Momo." Rukia said reassuringly. "It'll be okay."
Momo nodded happily. "Okay."
"Toshirou-kun?" Momo asked, walking in the room. Toshirou lay on the bed, cheeks an unhealthy shade of red, and he looked as if he was struggling to stay awake.
"Hinamori-san?" He asked weakly, turning to face her. He scoffed "What're you doin' here?" He tried to sit up, but was pushed back down by Momo. "Don't do that, Toshirou-kun." Toshirou glared. "It's Hitsugaya. No Toshirou, no Whitey-chan, and especiallynot Shirou-chan!" He crossed his arms defiantly.
"I'll ask again; what're you doing here?"
Momo played with the hem of her skirt. "It's just... I wanted to see how you were doing. Tell me Tos- I mean, Hitsugaya-kun, were you... visiting her?" Out of everybody, Momo could relate to Toshirou the most. She had felt the pain of losing her sister, Hikari Hinamori. Hikari had died in a plane crash when Momo was twelve years old.
Hikari was only twenty-two.
Then again, that's better than what Toshirou went through. Mitsuki had been like a sister to him, and she was barely seventeen when she died. Toshirou had been in an emotional slump for almost a year. According to Yoruichi and Kiyone, he had turned partially suicidal. He kept on ranting on how everyone close to him was dead. It was true though; practically all his family died when he was eight.
Oh, how the good die young.
He nodded slightly. "Of course I was." His voice was raspy. "I was over a month late for the anniversary."
Momo's feet stayed planted to the ground, not daring to move. After about twenty minutes of staring at him sympathetically, she sighed, and left.
But before she closed the door, she whispered, "You know, you don't have to avenge her. Even though it was only for a little while, I knew she wouldn't want that." But before Toshirou could reply, she was gone.
Momo walked out of the hospital room quickly, not seeing what was in front of her. Her eyes were blurred with tears. Toshirou had never been so cold to her.
That's why she didn't see the person in front of her.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, I... Karin-chan?" Momo looked at the teenager in front of her. "Hello, Hinamori-san. I heard what happened to Hitsugaya-kun, and I just wanted to see how he was doing." Karin said, helping Momo up. "Are you okay? You look like you've been crying!" Karin asked worridly.
Momo looked down. "O-Okay." Momo said, hiding her red eyes before walking away. Karin tilted her head to the side.
"Hinamori-san?"
Karin poked her head into the hospital room. "Hits-! Hitsugaya-kun!" Karin nearly shouted, her mouth open, watching as Toshirou tried to get out of bed.
"Stop that!" Karin scolded, pushing him back down on the bed just like Momo had done. "Are you trying to kill yourself?" Toshirou blinked, looking up into Karin's furious eyes. A fire was burning in her eyes. A mysterious warmness.
Just like Mitsuki's eyes.
Deep in the dusty dungeons of his mind, he remembered something.
"Arrgh!" Toshirou groaned as he helped the unknown girl to her feet. "What the heck's wrong with you, lady? Are you trying to kill yourself?" The girl glared at him. "No!" She huffed and looked away. "I'm just sick. The flu." She said haghtily, blowing her nose into the Kleenex in her hand. She looked at it and raised an eyebrow. "Ew."
"That's gross," Toshirou said dryly. The girl kept glaring at him. "Whatever. I'm Mitsuki. What's your name, brat?" Toshirou glared back. "Well it's a lot better than Mitsuki- it's a stupid name." Mitsuki smirked. "What are you, five? You're tall enough to be. So, like I said before, what's your name?" Toshirou crossed his arms.
"Hitsugaya. Toshirou Hitsugaya."
"Hitsugaya!" Toshirou was snapped out of his thoughts as his name was called.
"I said I'm leaving." Karin said, pointing to the door.
"Oh, okay. Bye." Toshirou said simply.
Karin bit her lip then opened her mouth as if to say something. But she quickly snapped it shut and fast-walked out of the room.
Outside, she spotted Dr. Unohana. "Dr. Unohana!" Karin called out to the doctor. "Oh, hello, Kurosaki-chan." She said sweetly. Karin looked a bit nervouse. "Could you... could you give this to Hitsugaya-kun for me? I know it really doesn't mean much since it came from me, but here." Karin said, slowly handing her a small, red rose.
Unohana took it, and her smile grew wider. "Of course."
Karin mumbled a "Thanks" and left the building.
Unohana smiled to herself as she placed the rose on a sleeping Toshirou's bedside.
"Young love..." She sighed dreamily. "How beautiful."
Three Days Later
"Tell me Tatsuki," Rukia grunted as she put a box down. "Why'd you choose today to clean out the attic? And whay'd you choose me?" Rukia sighed as she rummaged through the box in front of her. Junk... junk... and more junk. Tatsuki sighed as she dusted the bookshelves. "I was gonna aske Momo, but she's still upset about Toshirou. Inoue on that camping trip with Uryuu, and you were the only one available! You have no love problems, and no boyfriend! It's perfect!"
Rukia put a hand on her hip. "So, you're saying that just because I don't have a love interest, the only thing I have better to do is clean out attics?" Tatsuki winced. "No... not really. And what you just said pretty much screamed "desperatly single". I like the term, 'independent' better."
Rukia sighed again. "Whatever. But why on a Saturday? You know Saturdays are my Lazy Days!" She groaned, and started wiping down the old katana swords jumbled up in the corner.
Tatsuki sighed and walked over to her. "Shut up and clean the damn swords."
A/N: Thx for reading!
I'm so cruel to Momo... anyway, I'm sure you HitsuKarin lovers are satisfied.
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-TMU
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