Chapter 1: Name
Summary: "Hinamori, how many times will I tell you? It's Hitsugaya-taichou, not Hitsugaya-kun."
A/N: I really think this is the perfect chapter to start my very first fanfic here. Yeah I'm new so please go gentle on the flames. I really love this pairing and if you'll be so kind enough you'll R&R. XD
Spoilers: Nothing major I could think of. If you're familiar with this pairing then all you'll find here are common facts.
Disclaimer: Look if I owned this I wouldn't be here writing this, this would actually happen in the series! But sadly I don't own so you don't sue okay?
The sun's rays were practically dancing around good old Soul Society today. Not to mention the choir of birds chirped their merry tunes on top of the highest branches. All this was making the petite vice-captain of the 5th division skip happily down towards her destination.
The tenth division.
Shinigamis who would enter the said destination would always announce their arrival and wait nervously before they were told to enter. Usually they were just told to announce whatever message they have without opening the door. Of course there were exceptions like when it's highly classified or an urgent message. Then again most of the time hell butterflies were sent instead. The door was more like a huge, gigantic brick wall. Heck the way it was treated it was like the Gates of Hell.
Yet here she was sliding the door open ever so casually like she always would.
But this time she wasn't the only visitor.
She blinked. Matsumoto who was sitting on her favorite coach looked awfully distressed. Her hand was slowly massaging her forehead while her other hand was just waving wearily. The other visitor was Ukitake. He on the other hand was standing beside the coach his back facing the door. And of course Hitsugaya, who as usual was sitting behind the table buried with the usual amount of paperwork. His brows furrowed but he looked really annoyed for some reason.
"Ohayo, Ukitake-taichou, Rangiku-san!" She smiled cheerfully as she closed the door behind her. Ukitake turned around as he returned the greeting, "Ohayo, Hinamori-fukutaichou! You're in a pretty good mood today."
"Oh, she's always like that Ukitake-taichou, you should see her more often." Matsumoto said as she sat up straight to look at her as she gave a small smile. Meanwhile Hitsugaya gave a brief glance at Hinamori and went back arranging the papers in front of him. This caught her attention.
"Ohayo Hitsugaya-kun!"
All of the sudden Hitsugaya's fingers stiffened at her greeting. His brows were slightly twitching while cold emerald orbs searched a pair of warm hazel ones. Matsumoto glanced at Ukitake and rolled her eyes. Ukitake knew exactly what those eyes meant.
I told you so.
He sighed, 'So this was what she meant...'
Flashback
While making his way towards the tenth division Ukitake was taking his time walking down the hallway. Still no matter what he did he can't shake off the feeling of being stalked. Stopping in his tracks he looked back and sighed.
"Come out you two..."
Instantly they came out of hiding and were currently kneeling in front of him. "TAICHOU!" Kotsubaki Sentaro and Kotetsu Kiyone.
"Everything is just fine, you should just relax." He said as he gave a reassuring smile.
"TAICHOU! I feel it's my responsibility to watch over you! After all Taichou you're sickness is getting worse!" He said this aggressively as he placed his right hand on his left chest like he was pledging an oath.
"THAT'S
UNFAIR KOTSUBAKI!" Kiyone gave him a death glare and eagerly
faced her captain. "UKITAKE-SAMA!" She recited loud and
clear, stressing the honorific 'sama'. "It's my duty to watch
over you! I'm sure you'll be relieved of your illness when I keep
watching over you!"
"YOU BOOGER! AND SINCE WHEN DID UKITAKE-SAN ALLOWED YOU TO USE THAT HONORIFIC!"
"LOOK WHO'S TALKING IDIOT! HE'S MY MASTER AND YOU'RE JUST HIS STUPID FETCH BOY!"
"SHUT UP BOZU!"
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!"
The poor captain couldn't do anything but sigh.
"Well at least there is still someone who accepts informal name calling."
Ukitake glanced and saw Matsumoto sliding the door open with a smirk on her face. She closed the door and approached them. Ukitake looked at her and questioned what she just said earlier.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Oh nothing really, it would be nice to quit the formalities every once in a while don't you think?"
Now Ukitake was really confused, "What do you mean?"
Matsumoto just chuckled, "Taichou hates his name that's all."
End of Flashback.
Personally Ukitake doesn't mind if he was called by his first name. He made the 13th division as comfortable and functional as possible without too many formalities. Like when Rukia was brought in his division for example. Despite the fact that she came from a noble family Kaien and the others treated her as an ordinary person. Yeah, an ordinary person.
Hitsugaya's brows twitched in annoyance, "Hinamori, How many times will I tell you? It's Hitsugaya-taichou, not Hitsugaya-kun."
Ukitake quickly noticed the irritation of the white haired boy. When he stole a peek at Hinamori the poor girl was just tilting her head in confusion. He looked at both of them, Hitsugaya's cold emerald eyes glared at Hinamori's warm hazel eyes. They are childhood friends after all, so why didn't he like being called 'Hitsugaya-kun'? Was it for formalities sake? Professionalism?
Nope. There was something else. Something deeper. A small smile carved his face. 'That must be it.' He looked at Hinamori and his smile grew wider. 'Maybe you're not as dense as you look Hinamori-chan.' He looked at Matsumoto and faked a cough. A terribly loud and rough cough.
Matsumoto quickly understood right away. "Oh dear, look at you Ukitake-taichou! Come on we should go out and visit the 4th division!" Without even asking permission or bidding goodbye they were out the door before any of them could say something. Hitsugaya mentally noted that he would bombard Matsumoto with paperwork when she comes back.
"Ne, Hitsugaya-kun..."
"Hinamori!"
The petite vice-captain was taken aback by his sudden change of tone. Her eyes reflected worry but his reflected fury. Putting the papers aside, he rested his chin on his right palm with the same expression.
"You know what I mean."
Knowing how cryptic Hitsugaya can be she just shook her head.
He sighed; he hated it when we had to repeat everything. Especially this topic, it's the same as begging (well not exactly begging he'd rather have Ichigo taunt him about his height for the rest of his life than beg) it's the same as persuading her to stop calling him 'Shiro-chan'.
The truth is he wanted to hear it from her at least just once. He wanted to hear her call him 'Hitsugaya-taichou'. He badly wanted to hear it coming from her. The one person he deeply cares about.
Back when he was the rude watermelon spitting boy and, she was the naive bed wetter girl their world only rotated around watermelons. Then she was admitted to the Shinigami Academy, it rotated around her and moved without him. It was depressing but he was smug about it and pretended that it didn't matter. When she came to visit him occasionally, he'd hide a small smile behind his usual frown.
She'd tell him the stories about school, how mean her teacher was, how she tripped on one particular step everyday, how she stayed up all night to finish her project just to find out that it was due next week. He won't mind listening to her all day; at least he knew she's safe… She told him almost everything so he doesn't need to be annoyed by her absence.
There is one exception though and his brows would always twitch in annoyance at the mention of the name.
Aizen-taichou
He just doesn't understand what's with that damn annoying name that made Hinamori talk about him all the time. When she wasn't around he'd spend his time skulking with watermelons while he thought of the perfect reason. Then one day it hit him.He's a member of the Gotei 13 and not just any ordinary member, he's a taichou… A captain…
There are 13 squads in Gotei 13 and being a captain meant he was powerful, capable, and strong. Strong… Strong enough to fight, strong enough to defend, strong enough to protect… Protect… That damn annoying little word kept ringing in his ear. With that he realized that he too wanted to be strong… Strong enough to protect… So he wouldn't worry... so she wouldn't get hurt...
She became vice-captain; he has to be captain.
He went through a hell lot just to be a captain. He'd go through it all over again just for her. Just to hear her call him 'taichou' with the sweet tone of hers that was filled with admiration. But to no avail even after Aizen was deemed 'non-existent' the title still belonged to him and him alone. In the end Aizen still won over her…
Damn it….
His fists tightened as his icy emerald orbs reflected that he was some where far and distant. A pair of hazel eyes watched him with concern. She feels guilty for letting him go through all this. Her unwavering admiration for her 'ex-captain' caused all this.
Then again maybe he just misunderstood.
The only reason she started calling him 'Hitsugaya-kun' was because she promised to call him by his name only if he entered the Shinigami Academy as well. Ever since then he's been competing against her ex-captain. He trained hard just to be a heck lot stronger and for that he earned the title 'genius' plus the strongest ice soul slayer in the whole soul society. She knew that he badly wanted to prove that he was a stronger captain than Aizen. He's proven that countless times already.
She knew that he wanted her to call him taichou as well. But she won't and she never will. She chuckled at the thought; 'Maybe I should clarify that part.'
Emerald orbs averted its gaze back at her, "What's so funny?"
She shook her head, "Nothing, Hitsugaya-kun."
He sighed, 'Maybe I should just go ahead and say it.'
"Hinamori I-"He was silenced by her finger that gently tapped his lip. She was already standing beside him. She bended slightly making sure her eye level was same as his. He watched her hazel eyes twinkle in delight. Delight? What was that for? His eyes looked back at her looking for answers.
She replied with a small smile. "He's different and you're special that's why you'll always be my Hitsugaya-kun."
He stared at her for a moment as he digested what she just said. Did she just emphasized the word my? For once he actually fell speechless and decided to look away from her. He sighed inwardly, 'Tche, only an idiot would compare himself to that bastard...I really am an idiot after all...'
After realizing what she was trying to say he gave away a small smile. 'Of course I'm special; I'm her Hitsugaya-kun after all.'
She leaned forward and kissed him at the cheek causing the white haired boy to blink in surprise. Feeling embarrassed he refused to meet her eyes. She giggled at his expression, "But I'll still call you Shirou-chan!"
"Tche."
"Ne Shirou-chan, How about some tea while waiting for them to return?"
"Do as you wish, Bed-wetter Momo."
"Mou! Hidoi Shirou-chan!" She turned her back on him furiously and started to prepare the tea.
Unknown to her his hand trailed to the cheek she just kissed and smirked, "A name for a name Momo."
"Mou, Hidoi!" – Hey that's mean/rude.
So uh, how'd I do? I just hope I made out some sense on this one. In any case I really had fun writing this and I hope you had fun reading this as well. R&R okay?