Holding on by a thread (Bleach X Reader)

Chapter Thirty-Five

*** Authors Note ***

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Many different faces had strolled by, enjoying their day-to-day lives, completely unaware of the waiting girl under the exquisite tree. (Y/N)'s head constantly turned when she caught a glimpse of a figure, in hope that it would be her carrot-top boy. But as time dragged by, there was still no sight of him. A sigh escapes (Y/N)'s mouth as a feeling of sadness overcomes her.

Looking through the branches of the tree that shadowed over her, (Y/N) noticed that the sun had began to set and a light mist started to disperse a few feet above the ground. Hopeless and slightly tired from the wait, (Y/N) lifts her body up from the bench and begins to wander back to her room.

She had only taken a few steps from the bench when she spotted a silhouette slowly approaching her in the distance, however any feeling of relief and happiness was soon wiped from her face when the silhouette revealed itself to be someone other than the one she had been waiting for. (Y/N) scowled and took a defensive stance as the last god game member stood in front of her.

She didn't pay much attention when she had been given a brief on the other members, but she had at least caught a glimpse of the pictures provided and their names. The devious-looking person standing in front of her was called Hatchiman... and he was the god of war.

(Y/N) rolled her eyes when she noticed Hatchiman's attempt to intimidate her with her so-called power stance. She begins to re-start her journey back to her room before a hand aggressively grabs her by the arm, stopping her in her path.

"and what do you think you're doing?" (Y/N) darkly questions, without taking her eyes away from the path in front of her.

"You think you can just postpone the games and not have it questioned" Hatchiman replied.

"Not that it is any of your business, but the decision was made by Captain Yamamoto himself... so if you have a problem with that, you can take it up with him Mr. Tough guy"

"Non of my business?" he scoffed

"Don't act so high and mighty (Y/N), you're acting like you've already won the God games... not that you ever had a chance anyway. I mean, look at you... you're just a pathetic, weak little girl. You probably delayed the fight to give you enough time to run away you little weakling," The God of war added with pride and a small chuckle of amusement.

Rage and irritation arose in (Y/N) and she could feel her hand rising in a clenched fist, ready to strike this ignorant bast**d but she knew that if she attempted any sort of attack on him outside of the God games, she would not only be found out to be lying about her injuries, but she would also be severely punished. A couple of days ago, (Y/N) would of given anything to go back home and forget about being a God... but now she actually got a little giddy with the thought of bringing joy and happiness to the people of the world.

Caging her feelings like a tiger in a circus, she jolts her shoulder to the side causing Hatchiman's hand to loose grib and leave her arm. She smirks at the thought of a so-called weak little girl loosening his grip with a shove. (Y/N) lifted her beautiful face up high and began to strut away, however her speed gradually decreased as his snigger increased in volume. She shifted her gaze over her shoulder to see the unfazed god holding a lock of hair the colour of pumpkins but before she could question the inevitable, Hatchiman managed to say, "You think I don't have plan? Weak and stupid!" 

(Y/N) glared as Hatchiman wiped away his tears of laughter and continued.

"You think a substitute soul reaper can fend himself against a God? I know he's got a pretty big reputation around here for excelling in his powers... but a Hallow's powers are nothing compared to a God's... I also know all about your beloved connection with your precious lover boy. "