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The flash back has been in marked with Bold letters symbolizing the beginning and the ending of the flasch back. The Italics are current time thoughts of Hitsugaya.
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The gentle tapping of your shoes
A graceful twirl of your body
Your beautiful eyes that are softly closed
And your voice that engulfs my senses
An enchantment
An addiction like none others
A beautiful dream
A sweet poison
An addiction
An illness that has no cure
Flash Back- Their First Meeting
The first time I saw you, was inside a music room. I remember that day because the sky was weeping early in the morning. Even though the sun should have already been up and shining with illuminating light, the grey clouds obscured the light. Students, who got out of their home to walk, hurriedly ran toward the school in hopes to avoid the rain from ruining their property.
I, who always loved the rain, slowly walked toward the glass door through the busy crowds. Its water drops slowly traveled down from my wet hair to my ivory skin. Unconsciously, my left hand combed my indigo hair. That's how I saw you. The rain drops falling with soft chimes of plip and plop. A clear, glass window which prevented the rain and the jumble of useless sounds, like a silent barrier. A royal purple kimono embroidered with elegant swallowtail butterflies with dark purple silk thread, fitting your petite frame ever so wonderfully. Silky black hair ever so serenly resting on your shoulders, like a butterfly landing on its' flower. Fragile yet firm fingers holding onto the beautifully crafted fan, and your movements that followed your silent rhythm known only to you.
However, what caught my eyes was your face. An expression of bliss, a pure smile, and eyes that were slightly open as if in a daze. Then, an odd sensation struck me. My, lazy walk took up a tempo and hurried through the door, hoping to reach the room you were in before you were gone.
Tap
Tap
Tap
A strong tempo of my feet delivered through the tiled hallway, towards you.
Plip
Plop
Plip
Plop
A gentle tapping of the rain asking for your mesmerizing gaze, reaching towards you.
And as I arrive in front of the door, I opened it with a yank, as if it was an obstacle that separated me from you.
Crash
Your stunning amethyst eyes suddenly open in surprise as the door slides violently crashing to the side. Your cherry blossom pink lips come slightly apart to let out a word out of protest only to be stopped by my voice.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Isn't it a common etiquette for the gentleman to introduce himself first?" replies she in a teasing voice along with a small smirk gracing her face.
I smirked back in a reply. I like her attitude. I gave an European bow, faking an imaginary hat from my head, giving it a simple twirl, and finally my head bows as my right hand, which held the "hat", comes down to my side as my left leg extends backward for me to bend down.
"My greatest apologies, my lady. My name is Hitsugaya Toushirou," I say, as I lift my head up with a playful smirk and walks toward her to abruptly bend myself down and imitate a kiss on her left hand as I grasp it gently from her side. "May I have the pleasure to know yours mademoiselle?"
She lets out a melodic giggle.
"My name, kind sir, is Kuchiki Rukia." answered she, as her piercing purple eyes stared right into my emrald eyes. Not even a slight bit of stutter. She is most unusual. She is unique.
"It is a pleasure to meet you. I," closing my mouth as a part of my mind yells for halt I continue with a smirk placed on my lips, "would like another chance to see you. May I ask if tomorrow morning sound okay with you?" I inquired, only to receive a shy nod of her head for an approval as I turn my back towards her and walked out of the door.
"So be it, I hope to see you… tomorrow." I said, never turning my head to get a glimpse of her beautiful appearance despite my whole mind, silently screaming for her attention.
Flash Back End
That was our first meeting only to be greeted by many more for the next six months.
It was love in first sight. A fool you might say! For a man, nonetheless a proud eldest son of Hitsugaya, to be sprouting such nonesense that only toddlers will speak of. However, words could not explain because everything was purely on instincts. As if he was born to fall in love with her... oh, how he was so true!
The room was our secret garden. It was our property and we would always meet in that room every morning, and soon every moment we could. It was our wordless vow to each other, a promise that we meant to keep no matter the reason.
That room was a decorative box which wrapped our beautiful memories. Behind the white walls we shared our feelings, our thoughts, and our future. Together in that room, we felt happiness. Together in that room we shared everything.
These beautiful moments with her, were the only thing that I cherished from my cursed life as a Hitsugaya. However, I came to curse my own family name once again as I found out the roots of Hitsugaya and Kuchiki through a story she told me. And together in that room for the first time we wept for each other.
Flash Back- 5 months since their first meeting...
It was a beautiful day. Unlike the first day we have met in this very same room, it was raining in pink cherry blossom. The glass wall that allowed the view of outside presented the two with a beauty that could not be captured in any form. A perfect lunch break.
"Neh, Toshirou. Do you guys have a story that passes down to you from generation to generation?" asked Rukia in a somewhat uncomfortable manner as she fumbled around with her onigiri.
"Yeah, something about this bond, hate, and stuff..." replied Hitsugaya as he took a bite from the food that was in her hands.
"Hey! That was my lunch!" exclaimed Rukia.
"You can take it from my mouth if you wanted it that much." smirked he as he opened his mouth to show the remaining of the food that were being chewed.
"Ew, that's disgusting." said she. However, her playful smile that was placed on her lips disappeared as she mentioned the subject of her point.
"Toushiro, you and I are bound to kill each other one way or another." was the deadly quite sentence that came out from her beautiful lips, as she avoided his surprised gaze on her.
"Rukia... what are you" before he could finish his sentence she hushed his voice by bending her face close to his and quickly licking off the rice from the onigiri that was so closely, beside his lips.
With quick yet graceful motion, she stood up and started walking toward the door. As she opened the door her voice brought his wandering mind back to reality.
"Lunch is over, its' about time we get to class. I'll see you tomorrow Hitsugaya..." and with that her back which betrayed all emotions that were placed in her heart disappeared, only allowing a single crystal drop of water, a tear, from her eyes to be left behind.
"Damn it Kuchiki..." mumbled the white haired young adult as the sudden mention of her last name brought the memories of the story to his head.
"We Hitsugaya's have a long line of unbreakable tradition that runs through our vein. Though, currently a mild despise, our blood screams the death of the Kuchiki's blood." started the old man Yamamoto, the head elders of the Hitsugaya clan. After a sip from the tea to drench the old man's throat he continued.
"Long time ago, when the world was still pure and real shaman existed to connect humans with gods, there was a spiritual war between the Hitsugaya and Kuchiki. To end it, there was a simple way; for the head of the Hitsugaya to wear the kenseikan until his 20th birthday. However, all was at lost as the head of the Hitsugaya fell in love with the sister of the head of the Kuchiki's. Foolish emotion such thing was. In the end the kenseikan was stolen by her blood drenched hands and we had to give up our highest rank to them." As the long white-bearded man summarized the well dreadedfully long story into few sentences his gaze stared right at the young boy in his age of ten's eyes.
"You, Toushiro Hitsugaya, will soon follow that tradition and kill her. Rather you like it or not."
"Damn these traditions. I never liked it in the first place." mumbled Toushiro as he heard the bell signaling the end of the lunch hour and the beginning of the fourth hour. He layed in the room she left as he absent-mindedly stared at the cieling above.
'I'll get this straight.' He thought as fell into a silent nap.
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She said that she'll meet tomorrow. However, she broke her own promise and visited their promised place, their secret garden. She shyly slided the door and poked her head to see if he was there, only to find out that he was taking a nap as the rays of sunlight from the clear glass wall adored his dazed figure in an illuminating glow. Not even caring to close the door she walked to his sleeping figure, hypnotized by his peaceful face she quietly crouched down; her face few inches away from his. Her hands acted on its' own and softly touched his cheek with their fingertips slightly brushing his smooth skin. She let out her breath that was held in unknown from herself and lightly tickled his cool skin. Before she knew what was going on she was being pulled down as his strong arms snaked around her slender cream-white neck. Her lips clashed with his with a tender kiss as flipped their position, being gentle to make sure she wouldn't be harmed. His body now hovering over her's as he smiled down at her.
"Good afternoon, Rukia." said he as his head bent down to deliver his words right to her flushing red ears. Not being able to resist her blushing shy figure he gently bit her ear making her gasp in surprise.
"I..." stammered she, "thought you were asleep."
"I was waiting for you." murmured he as he took in her cherry blossom scent. "I wanted to make something clear."
"I love you no matter what our fate is suppose to be. The first moment I saw you, I fell in love with you. I love you." said Toushiro, his breath tickling her sensitive skin and his hands caressing her creme skin.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you I fell in love with you long before our encounter, will you?" asked Rukia in a barely audible voice.
"I believe in you, because I had that feeling when I first saw you dancing in this very same room." answered he, as he kissed the crystal tear drop falling from her beautiful amethyst eye.
He had made her cry twice today, and he vowed to himself that he would never allow another tear from her mesmerizing orbs.
Flash Back End
However, this special bond came to an end on one snowy morning of December.
School was out due to the snow that piled and piled, which eventually covered our urban town into blurs of white constructions. Everything was pure white. A sight we enjoyed so much in the past.
In our melodic laughter came an uninvited guest with a loud bang. I instantly knew the sound. A gun. Someone has shot a gun. To whom? To where? For what? Thousands of questions skipped through my mind in an instance as I saw the girl in front of my eyes fall backward.
If it wasn't for my horror, I would have thought that it was such a beautiful view. The glass window behind her cracked and shattered as the snow that was falling came into the room illuminating the room with blinding white light. At times like this I thanked my fast reflexives. Instantly I grabbed her waist, pulling her close to me. I bent over her body so that the glass will not come into a contact with her beautiful white skin.
And before I could see the red liquid stain her cloth, I heard a yell.
"DEATH TO TRAITORS!"
Anger filled me. Rage blinded all my thoughts. For a moment I clenched my hands to a fist and my hand snaked around a gun that I always kept with me, only to be stopped by a trembling pale hand.
"Toushiro, don't…"
"Damn it." I cursed. "I won't, I won't. Come Rukia. Do not close your eyes at me. Speak to me. Have I told you how I love your voice? Have I told you how mesmerizing your eyes are?" my words came out in a hushed ruched voice. Afraid that even a voice would break her current state.
I pulled her close to me.
"Toushiro, I love you." she uttered. Her hands clenched my cloth.
"Rukia, don't do this to me. You'll be alright." I held her hand so that she won't let go.
"I'll wait for you." she said, a single tear drop falling from her eyes. "I will always be with you." she continued.
"We'll meet again. I am for sure." she smiled one more time only to end with a cough of a crimson liquid.
"Rukia? Rukia?! RUKIA!!!!"
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How long was it that I have last seen you?
A week. A month. A year. A century.
The cycle of life and death continues
Just as day and night comes and goes
I can't help but curse at our fate
No matter how many times we try
No matter how many times we meet
No matter how many times we die
The cycle continues in this loathesome world
Curse this blood of mine.
Curse that blood of yours.
Why did it have to be us?
However, this blood that we curse is our only bond to connect me to you
And it is this same blood that will never allow us a happy ending
The snow dyed in red. A man slumped with a horrible scream for mercy.
Bang
Bang
Bang
His eyes were dead
His soul was empty
His happiness lost forever
I love you
I love you
So much that it kills me
Too much that it kills you
I was actually writing this story for a friend of mine. But I revised it and made it into HitsuRuki. I know it is hard to read and undersand how the present and past worked but I thought it was somewhat organized. Read it twice, and I think it'll do more than make you readers understand.
I hope the story explained this whole melancholy. Rukia betrayed her family by falling in love with a Hitsugaya. Hitsugaya unintentionally resulted her death because she fell in love with him. The cycle continues, their blood is what keeps them meeting in their past life, present life, and future life. I thought it was interesting because it was a neverending cycle of life, love, and death. I didn't have a title for it. I just couldn't think of one. Mind helping me out?
Hope you enjoyed it. I'll try my best to update my REAL chapters.
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