Two teal eyes watched as a few snowflakes began to fall outside the bus window. The tense body they belonged to had unconsciously leaned up against the one thing on the crowded bus that was at all familiar. The mind of one Hitsugaya Toshiro was contemplating ways to harm certain individuals. Something told him that Urahara had purposely connived the trip, using tools at hand.
Was there really truly anything he needed to talk to the man who betrayed Matsumoto about? That would in fact be the other person he was irritated, and he was aroused from his thoughts as the man placed a hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump away. "Shiro-chan, we're here."
Startled from his thoughts, the young man glanced up from the floor, then followed the silver haired man off the bus. He pushed his hands into his pockets. "Why did we have to come to Tokyo, when he could have done this just as easily in Karakura Town?"
"That would be because this way, I can guarantee our conversation is private." There was nothing sinister in Gin's tone, however, with this particular person, this meant nothing. He easily slipped into another subject, trying to change the subject. "Plus, the bus ride was fun, wasn't it?"
"Perhaps fun for you," the small boy's irritation was evident. He reached up to suddenly scratch, only to have a bony hand grab it. "And why does our conversation need to be secret? It makes it sound like you are plotting something… again…"
"I guess that would sound like I'm plotting something evil, and while I have to say I am plotting something, I also have to say, it isn't anything that is evil and world domination orientated." The man laughed as two white eyebrows rose up, as if the whole thing was a no brainer, and that he doubted the second part that had poured out of Gin's mouth. The man's smile only grew. "The conversation we're having is private, so only those you want to find out, do so. Does that make any sense?"
"In some ways yes, and in some ways no," Toshiro resisted the temptation to pull his hand out again to scratch the itch. His entire body ached and itched, but at least he so far didn't have another headache. "I can't imagine anything other than some evil plan that I might want to keep secret. You are the kind of person, who would try and intimidate people, to keep quite."
"Are you actual scared of me like that?" the tone and look almost seemed like Ichimaru had his feelings hurt by what the small boy had said. "However, considering who it was he was speaking about too, Toshiro choose to keep quiet, and not even bother to apologize or find out if this was the case. He simply followed the man, wherever they were going.
Gin came to the front door of what amounted to a small, family owned drug store, or so it seemed, and then went in. Toshiro quickly followed, and grimaced at the smell. It wasn't that the place was unclean, but that it was too clean. He watched carefully, as Ichimaru walked up to the counter. "What would you recommend for a minor allergic reaction that results in a rash?"
"Getting a prescription from a doctor," the man uttered, rather annoyed. "Go away. I don't need any sick jokes.
"It isn't for me," Gin hiked his thumb Toshiro's way, as the boy held his hands dejectedly in his pockets. "It's rather mild, and I'd rather not take him to see a doctor."
"You should take him to see a pediatrician," the man grumbled.
"Excuse me?" two teal eyes suddenly looked said person straight in the face, the small boy's voice cracking, rather irritated with the comment.
"A doctor should be able to tell you what caused it, the man glared, causing the small taicho's head to drop to the ground, and for him to fidget.
"We all ready know what he's allergic to," Ichimaru's mood began to turn dark. "Problem is, there are so many types, and…"
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Christmas Nightmare (Bleach Fanfic)
FanfictionIt is after the Winter War, and it is now truly winter. Gin is supposed to have a second chance, but then it seems that he completely throws it away, and it is Hitsugaya Toshiro that is sent after him, only to find reality skewed... Disclaimer - I...