Life of Simplicity (Bleach Fanfic)

Simply Dreaming *Hiyori*

The last thing she remembered was feeling Ichimaru's blade cut through her. She knew exactly who had cut her in half. She then found herself falling down a rabbit hole. Whether to say it was figurative or actually literal she had a problem trying to figure out as she found herself dressed in a bright, pale blue pinafore dress much like Alice, from the story of the girl who did in fact fall down a rabbit hole.

She blinked her brown eyes as she fell, suddenly seeing a creature hopping from book to book that was also falling. She figured it to be a rabbit of some kind... which unfortunately had the human face of Ichimaru Gin, which caused her to flinch at the bizarreness of what she say. This of course made her realize she wasn't facing any sort of true reality.

Of course, she also quickly realized that the Ichimaru faced creature wasn't a rabbit, but a fox. Then again, it may have been a rabbit, but morphed into a fox as she watched, simply because dreams could be tricky like that. She took a deep breath and let out a frustrated sigh. When she would begin to wake up, she had no idea.

She landed on the ground and stood up looking all around her, finding herself in a nursery filled with toys. The dream definitely wasn't that story, Alice in Wonderland. She walked over the the doll house and opened up the door and saw a small doll look up at her, to bright teal eyes taking her in. She recognized said child as the taicho she had argued with.

"I know you." A smirk spread across her face. "Now look whose shorter. Not such a bad dream now, I think."

"Actually, I am still technically taller." The doll spoke up, causing her eyebrow to twitch.

"What do you mean you are technically taller."

"If I was scaled up in comparison to the scale of this dollhouse to your play room, I would be taller then you, and if you were scaled down in comparison, you would be shorter." The boy blinked a couple of times.

"You were supposed to get mad at me! Good grief, why is it you didn't get upset until I talked about your height? Ichimaru Gin reacted more then you did. Why the hell is that! Huh? Can you tell me?" Hiyori spat out her words.

"You'll have to ask the silver fox." The boy simply turned to drink his tea.

At that, Hiyori reached down and picked up the cup and chugged it down. "I'm guessing this will make me smaller so we can talk face to face easier?"

At that, she felt herself shrinking and she grabbed onto the ridge of the doll house with her hand as she quickly shrunk. However, she found herself suddenly staring at what seemed like a ledge that came to her waist. She heard the small taicho coming down the stairs. "Why is it that you just disappeared, and didn't come back?"

"What kind of question is that!" Hiyori blurted out. She then though realized what she wasn't looking at was a ledge, but the edge of the doll house, which equated to being equivalent to a foot tall. Which meant she was about a foot tall. She saw the boy step up to her, his feet covered with rabbit slippers and then reach down to scoop her up by the waist. "Put me down!"

"You can't boss me around... you're much smaller then me." The boy sighed.

"So like Ran-chan, stubborn wise, isn't he?" came a voice from above the fireplace, causing Hiyori to glance up and see Shinji talking to her from inside a painting.

"Shut up Shinji!" Hiyori called out, not at all happy at how her dream was going.

"He's Kurosaki Ichigo's father," the doll boy stated, causing Hiyori to blink a couple of times.

"You think Shinji is Ichigo's father? How dumb can you get?" She then found herself being set down on the mantle of the fireplace.

"You're calling me dumb, when you drank the tea. I told you when you got scaled down, I would be taller then you." Toshiro sighed.

"Are you trying to tell me if you drank something that did the opposite, you would end up being a giant! You have got to be kidding me, this is one messed up dream." She then felt herself spinning, and then found herself looking up at the ceiling of the forth division. "Where am I?"

"Forth division, duh," came the childish voice from in front of her. This caused her to sit up straight, her bedding falling from her body.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Hiyori snapped out.

"That person asked me to watch to see if you woke up and tell him since he had to step out of the room?" Toshiro sighed.

"That person? What do you mean by that person?" The small female blurted out.

"He never told me what his name was, truth be told. Our conversation got interrupted." The small taicho blinked a couple of times, then glanced away. "Are you feeling better?"

It was at this point that the door opened and two others stepped into the room. Hiyori though payed them no attention at all. "Why are you asking if I am feeling better? I don't like you! You freak me out because you look way to much like him."

"What do you mean I look to much time like him." The small taicho blinked a couple of times.

"It's almost as if you're his freak clone or something." Hiyori folded her arms across her chest. "And I don't want to look at you after he cut me down like he did."

"You mean Ichimaru Gin?" Toshiro blinked his eyes a couple of times.

"Yes, I mean that freak." Hiyori stated. "I can tell you... I knew him when he was your age. You're just like him."

"I am not like him!" Toshiro snapped out loud. He was about to open his mouth, when the door opened.

Isane stuck her head into the room. "Something is going on with Ichimaru Gin. Matsumoto Rangiku said that I should get Shinji-san."

At that, the blond haired man took a deep breath and then moved out of the room. Isshin turned towards Toshiro. "I am sorry, Shiro-chan. Our conversation will have to wait." The man disappeared, leaving the small taicho staring at the door, looking rather miserable.

"So, I am stuck with the Ichimaru Gin look alike." Hiyori muttered. "You're just as creepy as him too."

"Since you want me to get lost, I'll just leave." The small taicho stated, standing up and heading out the door.