Title: Broken Trust
Characters: Toshiro, Kyoraku, Ukitake and others
Summary: Toshiro finds his world breaking apart and the last straw comes with yet another death. In order to try to find answers he finds himself making a rather big mistake.
Two bright teal eyes stared at the broken sword that lay on the cushion as the young mind that they belonged to tried to wrap his mind around the whole situation. The head captain happened to be dead and there was another hole added to his heart. "Hyorinmaru, how should... I keep forgetting I can't hear him anymore. The head captain's fukutaicho and now him though. Why?"
It was then that Soifon burst into a yelling rage and the small taicho found himself taken aback as well broken from his train of thoughts. He looked over at her and his mind puzzled something else. "Why is she acting like none of them liked Yamamoto? They wouldn't have come back had they hated Yamamoto, right?"
The boy then heard the comment from the seventh division taicho about wanting to yell and not doing so out of respect for the old man. The boy found himself thinking to himself. "Do I want to yell? Yes... I think so. But why am I not when normally I would be yelling long before Soifon? Would I normally be yelling before her? I don't know. I'm not sure of my feelings."
The boy found himself heading out and back to his division only to find Rangiku in a daze. "There is no use talking to her. Something about our fight with the Quincy bothered her. It bothered me as well, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I don't like not being able to figure things out like this. If I had Hyorinmaru, then I could figure it out."
He got to work on the paperwork and then let out a deep sigh. "I should be training, finding a way to communicate with Hyorinmaru. How much time has passed since I was at the first division."
"Hey, taicho. Did you hear that Kyoraku's been named the new head captain. They sent a message a couple of hours ago. No, I think more."
The boy looked up at his fukutaicho and found himself noticing the fact that she had actually made a dent in the paperwork despite her current mood. He on the other hand hadn't made anywhere near the same kind of dent in the stack. "How long have I been out of it."
"Don't worry about it."
"It's the afternoon."
Toshiro got up. "Since he is now the head captain I will go and see him and see what he wants me to do if anything."
"I'll be find Matsumoto." The boy got up and first headed to the first division. The new head captain was in the first division office and he knocked on the door. He stepped into the room.
Kyoraku glanced up and closed the book he had been reading, frowning as he did so. "Ahh... Hitsugaya Taicho. There is something I need to talk to you about."
"I see." The boy glanced out at the sky. Another knock came and a messenger came into the room.
"I came to tell you that the captain of the eleventh division has sent word that we are to make funeral preparations for the forth division captain."
The boy found his eyes going wide. "Wait... I don't understand..."
"Shit... you weren't supposed to hear about this like this." Kyoraku got up and went over to whisper something into the messenger's ear before he took off.
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1000 Years: One Shots (Part 1)Fanfiction
This is a one-shot collection based around theories I have or had about the final arc for Bleach. Disclaimer - I don't own Bleach. Original publication date 07-21-12.