Christmas Nightmare (Bleach Fanfic)

Saving Christmas

What he was feeling to say the least was rather hard to describe, as he had problems moving his body. This could have been due to the dull ache that ran through his limps and head, or due to the lack of energy that he felt running through his body. An attempt to roll over, was completely stiff, and resulted in no results towards the goal at mind, getting up.

He wondered where he was, and found himself able to flex his fingers and felt that the ground was soft and easily filtered through his fingers. The ground was granular like sand… perhaps it even was sand, though how he had gotten from a city, to a place that could likely only be found in nature was beyond his mind, not to mention why someone hadn't yet come and get him from where he was.

Forcing his eyes open was also a task in itself, as they didn't at all wish to cooperate. They felt heavy, and he would get them part way open, or so his mind thought, and they would close again. This was because he remembered dreams where he thought he was waking up, but he really wasn't. He however, had an odd feeling, yet it wasn't a kind of feeling where he felt that his life was in danger, and he almost felt comfortable staying as he was.

However, it wasn't his personality to sit around doing nothing, so eventually he was able to force his eyes open, only to see a violet sky, that was vividly bright, yet dim at the same time. There were also white clouds tinged with a blue color, floating above his head, and he didn't remember this being where he had been before at all.

He still was struggling to sit up, or move the rest of his body. One part of him told him to give up and rest awhile, but the other part, the part that he tended to listen to, wished to push forward, no matter what happened, with the idea that giving up so easily was not an option. Though truthfully, he wasn't really giving, up, just dealing with the facts his body had laid out for him.

"I am not feeling well," the small taicho stated to no one in particular. The only possible one that he thought was near enough to respond to what he had said was Hyorinmaru, yet the dragon didn't speak up, not to lecture, or even point out that the white haired boy almost never admitted when he was more ill than he liked.

"Well, isn't that rather obvious Shiro-chan?" came someone else's voice, distant in memory, but still all too familiar to the small boy. The white haired taicho somehow managed to raise his right hand to be in front of his face, where it showed five fingers, then ten, then five again. He then turned towards the direction that he had heard the man call from, his eyes narrowing somewhat.

The man was dressed in the usual black shingami robes, however, the crazy old man had found the need to add a little bit of what Toshiro deemed had to be Christmas cheer to his uniform. The man trimmed the hem with white fur, and added sprigs of leaves and red berries to his uniform, not to mention his sash and haori were red and green colored.

Toshiro let out a sigh at this, rather annoyed. "I have got to be dreaming…"

Isshin tilted his head from where he stood on the sand dune, and shook his head, giving Toshiro an odd look, asking why he would say such a thing, when it shouldn't possibly be true. Then again, sometimes when one dreamed, oneself liked to trick themselves that they weren't dreaming, and this was likely the case. "Now why would you say that Shiro-chan?"

"There is no way in hell that Yamamoto would let you get away with your uniform like that… I mean, that goes beyond anything anyone else has done," Hitsugaya mumbled, rather irritated with the whole situation, as he had gotten a whole lot more than what he had bargained for when he came on the mission that the old general had assigned to him. Why he had to go it alone, he now definitely had no clue.

"Ahh… but Shiro-chan," Isshin stated, using that dreadful nickname. Of course, this had been one of the few people who had gotten away with calling him that, due to his seniority in many areas... among other things. A lot of that was gone now, or so it seemed. "Kyoraku wears a kimono with his. Kenpachi's haori is torn. That weird scientist dude wears makeup…"