Bleach x Reader Oneshots

I Love You (Toshiro x Depressed! Reader)

Warning:

This may be too much for some readers to handle. Readers discretion is advised

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Z/N = Zanpakuto's name

Toshiro, he's my captain. I'm not a third seat or anyone of high status. I'm just the one who completes the mission.

He is kind, sweet, caring, and most of all a workaholic. He focuses on his paperwork and does this on a regular basis. Usually, Rangiku asks me to do her work since I can. I do so for two reasons: one, I can do something other than patrol duty, two, I can be closer to my captain. His snow white hair and his green eyes remind me how beautiful he is...I'm so ugly compared to that.

Yeah okay I'll admit it. I cut with my own zanpakuto. I use Z/N to cut deep into my skin until I can't stand the pain or until I'm satisfied with the amount if pain or blood. It's not like anyone will notice. I've always wore white sleeves underneath my uniform. No one has ever said I couldn't. Not even head captain. Then again they have a lot of problems to deal with.

"Y/N," someone says snapping me out of my nasty thoughts.

"Yes?" I ask irritated that I can't loathe myself a little more.

"Captain Hitsuguya and Lieutenant Matsumoto have called for you into the office," he says.

"Alright. Take shift," I say as I flash step to the captain's office. Once I'm there I knock against the mahogany door. Hearing a soft enter I then proceed to enter the room.

Once inside, I see Captain Toshiro leaning against the desk so his back is facing towards me. To my immediate right I see Lieutenant Matsumoto sitting at her desk with a grim look on her face.

"L/N, you and me are going on a mission with Matsumoto," he says. "The mission should be easy but it needs to be under wraps. I understand you're the quiet one so I entrust that you won't speak about this to anyone."

"You can trust me Captain Hitsuguya," I say sounding like a poster girl. Ugh I hate myself for sounding so dumb in front of him.

"Good. We have to retrieve a man called 'Ichigo'. He is a substitute shoul reaper who need medical help. We have to extract him and bring him here without delay or causing attention to be drawn," he says as he turns around.

"Get your zanpakuto and get ready for a fight. We leave in ten," he orders.

"Sir!"

After I ready myself I change my bandages and then get a fresh long sleeve shirt under my uniform. I meet up with captain and lieutenant and follow them to the rendezvous point. When we get there I see Ichigo surrounded by hollows. Immediately, we go in for a fight. Each of us taking down as many hollows as we can.

"Don't worry Ichigo we'll have you out of here in no time," Lieutenant Matsumoto says as she fights.

"Bold words for someone about to die," I turn to see a hollow aiming for her blind spot. Immediately I go and block the blow which sends me flying into the air.

"L/N!" Captain and lieutenant scream. If I die so be it. I don't care about anything anymore. Getting up with a fierce look in my eye I open my pools of power and glare at the horde of hollows.

"Who is ready to die?" I ask grimly. I charge into the fight and cut down as many hollows as I can. What I didn't see was a hollow dashing behind me. He grabs my arm and squeezes it and my captain swoops in and kills the hollow before it kills me. I don't hiss in pain, all I think is 'oh no my cuts are open now'. Thankfulky I chose black to wear.

"Ichigo!" Toshiro says as he picks up his limp body. Lieutenant Matsumoto helps him and then we flash step to squad four to heal him. While waiting, Captain walks over to me and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"Good work. You may go," he says. I nod my head and before he can make me get checked out I'm gone.

Getting home sucked. I put Z/N by the door and I screamed. I can't believe I screwed up in front of him. I take my uniform off and slip on regular clothes and I then look at my bleeding arm.

"Guess what time it is Z/N," I sing. As I'm about to grab my Zanpakuto of course I get a knock on the door.

"Go away--" I stop as I realize who it is.

"Expecting someone?" He asks.

"Forgive me sir I didn't realize it was you," I instantly regret all my decisions. I hide my arms behind me and try to hide from his peering eyes.

"Its alright. You were hurt in the fight and didn't stay long enough to get help," he says as he let's himself in. He scans the room and then his eyes land on you. His eyes, shining with worry look at you and he gives you something for your arm. "I want to make sure you're okay."

"Thanks for the concern captain," your words come out shakily and his eyebrows crease with worry. He grabs your arm and you let him see it. His eyes widen in shock as he sees all the intricate cuts and gashes along your gentle skin. He notices the deep ones that are fresh and bleeding and he looks at you, between anger and sadness and worry.

"Why?" He ponders.

"That's of no concern for you my captain," you answer. "You shouldn't worry over trash my captain."

"Trash? You're not trash. Listen to me, you're the joy I receive and I can't stand this," he says and he looks down in shame once he realizes what he said.

"Your joy?"

"Yes," he answers softly. His eyes filled with emotion and his voice strained from the burning in his throat.

"Please, stop this. Let me help," he says so softly and gently that you barely heard him.

"Alright," that's when your life changed. He then kissed you, sweet and soft, and his hands ran through your hair. When he pulled away he kissed your forehead softly.

"I love you."