Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ Timeless Love ❯ Hitsugaya's Devistating Dream ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: Bleach Characters are courtesy of Tite Kubo. Chiharu-chan is my own creation.

 

 

He moved his footing slightly, kicking off his sandals and socks, untying his sash and letting his pants drop to his ankles; kicking them off to fall into a pile with his socks and sandals.

 

He shrugged off his white captain's uniform, letting it fall to the floor with his already removed clothing. Lifting his arms over his hand then grasping onto his shirt, he pulled forth on the material, pulling it over his head and letting it fall down along the lengths of his arms to the floor with his other clothing.

 

He shuddered, looking down at the pile of clothing, then stepping toward that “shower” contraption; he turned the dials and adjusted the heat just perfectly to match his natural body heat. He pulled the curtain slightly, and stepped in.

 

Relishing in how the heat felt against his aching muscles, he watched the dirt pour off of his skin in droves of water. He grumbled, leaning his head back to let the warm cascade of water flow through his hair, slicking it back so that it hung slightly against his shoulders.

 

Having had enough sulking under this cascade of water, he pulled the curtain to the side and stepped out; drying himself as best he could with a towel and turning the water dials so that the water cut off. He wrapped the towel about his waist, slipping out of the bath and into his bedroom once more.

 

He shrugged his shoulders, letting his mind close itself off to anything that he didn't like, and making sure no one else was around; he strewn off his towel and laid himself into his bed, pulling the covers up and over himself.

 

It was only a matter of moments before his eyes slid closed and he found himself in a light slumber, his arms curling about thin air and his blankets to hold the warmth of the blankets and his own body against himself; sleeping naked was never a good idea when the temperature dropped from rain.

 

He groaned lightly in his sleep as he succumbed to his dreams, tossing and turning every few moments.

 

He watched as The Court of Pure Souls was ravaged by a band of gigantic Hollows, a shudder ran down his spine as he saw his temptress. The sky-blue haired girl flung herself into the air, her heels caught the siding of a large Birch tree and she drew her Zanpakuto. He faintly heard her call the phrase, `Shine, Hibikume.' He watched as the many Hollows surrounded her, and jumped upon her frail beaten body, she hadn't had the chance to attack before she was torn into pieces and her limbs and other such things were strewn across the courtyard. His eyes were wide as he shivered, he wanted to draw his Zanpakuto, to disembowel every single one of those damned Hollows; they had no right attacking this place.