AN: -sqweeee- I have just read some fanfics about HitsuMatsu and I love this couple!! so I wanted to write something for them!! and cuz there isnt enough hitsumatsuness around
I dont own bleach, fyi

Her eyes. They were cloudy, cold and serene. She was warm, clear and strong. Her eyes were like veils, shielding you from her secrets, keeping you from her true self. She held so much within those eyes, so much that no one knew about. They were astounding, and strikingly beautiful. One would always find themselves wondering about her eyes. Those eyes that said so little and held so much.

In ways, she betrayed her eyes. She was always found with a smile on her face and there was that present bounce in her step. Her eyes were bold and icy, but when you got to know her she was warm and sweet.

Sometimes, she became her eyes. When the number of empty sake saucers would multiply around her, were the times that the shield in her eyes became thicker, when the door to herself locked. The want to forget, the need to move on forced her to do it in unhealthy ways and when she woke up she found herself remembering. She hadn't forgotten and that only brought more pain, one more secret to hide.

When she was fighting she molded into her eyes. She became intent and serious, in her stance ready to fight, ready to die if the time ever came. A look of hunger overcame her, the hunger to kill. It was so different, so unlike her. But if you looked harder you would see the hunger melt away with only drive, the drive to become stronger, to learn more, the drive to find someone who would understand.

She had always wanted someone who could understand, who could unravel her many mysteries. Someone who could see her for her and look past her cold eyes. Someone who could pull the veil from the awaiting window and let the warm sunshine in.

She was talking to her taichou, she didn't even know what she was talking about, but she did know that she drank a lot yesterday. Her head pounded and her memory was cloudy, she could only remember a thin outline of what happened the day before.

Her lips were chapped and her hair stood in disarray. Visible lines around her eyes could be seen and she faltered with each word. People walked by assuming that it was just another hangover, nothing has happened, she will be over it by tomorrow. When really, she wouldn't. She was struggling, searching for some light in that cold, dark cave of hers and she felt like no one would ever understand.

"And then, I was telling him to s-stop when a hollow came out of no where! And then-"

"Matsumoto. What's wrong?"

She was cut off abruptly with the question that she has wanted to hear for who knows how long, the question that she so desperately wanted to answer. Needed to answer.

She looked into his own eyes. They overflowed with the want to understand. They were so warm, calming, comforting, reassuring, passionate and wanting. She felt her eyes water, there were so many tender emotions in his eyes that it overwhelmed her. Her own eyes overflowed, releasing so much. And it felt good. For the first time, it felt good to let go.

And she would let him understand because only he could unravel her many mysteries, because he saw her for her. He unveiled the heavy curtain that has hidden her for so long, he beamed a light into her cold and dark cave. He looked past her image, her icy eyes and saw only her. He would understand because he was her sunshine.

She let one tear fall from her eyes, and then they fell, one after the other. So many secrets, so many regrets, but now she had someone to gently caress her cheek and wipe them all away.

AN: I rewrote this and i personally think this is a lot better!

I want to hear what you think of it! review? constructive critism is welcome!

bye for now!