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Spring; Hitsugaya, Renji
The problem with living in a world of souls, Renji always thought, was that they didn't have things like seasons. It was just... summer. Sometimes it rained, sometimes it clouded over, but the only snow that he ever really saw came from someone's blade--and when he saw cherry blossoms, he knew that he'd better start running.
Captain Hitsugaya looked at him oddly, about as far down the bridge of that stiff nose as someone who barely passed Renji's waist could really look, when Renji asked wistfully what the weather was like in the Real World, these days.
At first, he seemed suspicious, blue eyes narrowing when he said, "It's spring," and then, when Renji pressed the issue, he huffed through his nose, gave him a long stare that didn't belong on the face of a twelve-year-old, and said, "It's nice. It's spring, Abarai."
Renji nodded, and left, with a little bow. But he heard from Morimoto that her captain looked thoroughly disgusted, when he came upon Renji's application to join the next reconnaissance mission to the real world.
They walked out of the gateway, and into a snowstorm so fierce that being invisible wasn't an advantage--the few poor fools who were wandering around couldn't see them anyway.
Renji was willing to admit, he'd forgotten how much the weather in the real world sometimes really sucked, but this was ridiculous! What had happened to 'spring?' If spring meant growing, well maybe he could see a couple of weak, pathetic little patches of green trying their best to fight their way through the snow, but what had happened to 'nice?!'
He was about to turn around and complain--when he looked down at Captain Hitsugaya, face turned half-up to the sky and little pearl snow droplets caught on the white of his hair, and realised that he was actually smiling.
Renji groaned, and tucked his arms further into the sleeve of his uniform, huddling down into his collar. Complaining never got anyone anywhere with Captain Hitsugaya... and he'd gotten himself into this one.
Of course the captain with the most powerful ice blade seen in centuries would consider this weather to be 'nice.'
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I'll have to ask you to write Bleach fic more often. ^_______^
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Oh, by all means, please do so! *laugh* I don't think I can do yaoi, but gen has its charms, too. ^_^
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