《No Matter What (Toshiro Hitsugaya X Reader)》No Matter What -|2|
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id I ask for you "flattering" insults
r if I wanted to know my exact size?
ever, so what are you thinking of
o say "Shorty" to my face?
Call me small one more time
And you will feel my wrath
Listen to my words
Long life isn't in for you anymore
My name is not "Chibi" or "Shorty"
Especially to you, its Captain Hitsugaya
Always keep that in mind
So, I'll only repeat this once
Hope you'll understand it this time
Or I'll have to beat some sense into you.
Remember from now on
That by calling me "Shorty"
You signed your own death penalty
Don't Call Me Shorty by Unknown
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Sitting in the cell got me to think.
What lead them to believe that I committed Aisen's murder.
I giggled as I called my sword as it forms in front of me.
"Hitsugaya" I giggled again but stopped and a tear slipped from my glossy (E/C) orb. The thought of my childhood friends, actually believing that I killed someone pained me. A lion with the main of snakes came out and stood by my side.
Hitsugaya asked as he looked at the situation I was currently in.
I was currently sitting on my crossed ankles, looking out the only window visible in the cell. The moon shown brightly as the tangles of my long curly lavender hair was put up in a pony tail.
(Sorry if you don't have Lavender, long, or curly hair..please leave it as that, so that the story can enhance, thank you)
I looked over a my sword and tilted my head.
"I want you to become able to use again in combat, I am going to the world of the living to hide after I break out of this prison cell" I stated and Hitsugaya dropped on to the floor as the sound of metal hitting the floor could be heard. I stood up and picked up my zanpakto.
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"Slice Hitsugaya!" I yelled and sliced a square faster than light out of the wall, under the window and slowly jumped out of the cell.
If they really wanted to conflict me of murder, wouldn't they have kept better security and strength, to my cell.
I ran across the roof tops, a slight flash step to my running. I stopped running to see my favorite 3rd seat following me and I turn around and give a slight fake smile.
"Yachiru? What are you doing here?" I tilt my head in confusion and put my Zanpakto into its sheath.
"I know you didn't do it Captain" She smilies cutely, but don't let her cuteness fool you. She was truly a demon. My eyes widened at her statement but then settled into a nice warm smile. She truly did melt your heart just looking at her. I always thought of her as like a younger sister, but I couldn't admit that.
"Thanks Kiddo, but I'm going to the World of Living" I put my finger to my lips. "shhhhhh, don't tell the other okay" I smile as she nodded.
"Take care of Kenny for me" My last words before entering the portal and living the soul society behind me.
Life was going to be different.
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