Christmas Nightmare (Bleach Fanfic)

Broken Dreams

To say that visiting with Gin didn't leave a sour note in the pit of the small taicho's stomach, that would have been a lie. As he walked back to the tenth division, he couldn't help but feel regretful about having made the decision to do what he did. It felt like he had made the situation worse, not to mention, he felt like he had done something wrong.

He, the child genius, also felt stupid for trying to get Ichimaru to see what seemed logical, with a man who thought completely illogically. There was in truth many a time he had wondered in the past whether his lieutenant's child friends was in truth sane, and there was the possibility, Yamamoto had allowed Gin to get off with simply staying in jail for that very reason. The betrayal happened to throw out all that the shingami believed in.

There was also the fact that being around Gin had caused his heart to beat in his throat. Many had claimed that they had odd sensations around the man, like for example; the sifth division taicho's sister happed to feel like snakes were chocking her. He had most definitely felt uncomfortable when he was around the man, not a matter of not feeling safe, but it almost as if it seemed as if everything were a bunch of lies.

The man mentioning, even insinuating that Toshiro's picture should have been in the locket, bothered him too, for some reason. The most logical conclusion that had come to his mind was that Gin was a pedophile, and he had happened to voice this, thankfully so that only that one person could hear him. Something made him feel as if everything was simply going to get twisted around.

As he was walking, he couldn't help but find himself, like Rangiku, becoming more and more depressed over the whole matter, to the point that he wasn't watching where he was going, so he ended up crashing into someone as he went, causing them to drop everything to the ground. This dropping of items to the ground made it so that suddenly, he was in the world again, and scrambling to help to person pick things up.

"I apologize, I didn't mean to crash into you. I wasn't paying attention," he muttered, picking the items up.

"You not paying attention Hitsugaya Taicho?" The female voice caused him to startle and look up, staring straight into the face of the lieutenant of the eighth division. "That isn't usual. Is something bothering you?"

"Don't tell Matsumoto, but I went to see…" he paused, letting the bile taste in his mouth dissipate, as he tried to forget his awkward discomfort. "I went to see the former taicho of the third division."

"I see…" Nanao suddenly had a concerned look on her face, and she pushed her glasses up. "I can't imagine that one actually went well…"

"No… I also well admit that I did something that may have been very stupid, but at the time when I came up with the idea, I thought it was a good one," the small taicho stated, grimacing at the idea of Rangiku finding out. However, he knew that Matsumoto's best friend wasn't a gossiper, and she tended to have the knack, when something needed to be said, to go and phrase things in ways that were not likely to hurt the other person's feelings.

"What exactly did you do? Not try to convince Gin that he needs to beg Ran for forgiveness, because that won't happen in a million years. He cut her deep," the woman took the things from his arms.

"The idea was to give him something so that he would, before he even thinks of doing something like he did to betray Soul Society, to think about Rangiku's feelings when he does such bad things." His two teal eyes revealed his frustrations.

"I see… what exactly did you give him…" the woman asked.

"A locket with her picture in it…" the boy muttered.

"That… possibly was, no offence meant by this, one of your worst ideas ever. I can promise you, I won't tell her that you pulled this stunt, as even if I could think of something to say, she would still somehow take it the wrong way," Nanao frowned.