Snowflakes and Time (Hitsugaya Toshiro x Reader)

Jigokucho

The last thing I remember was that dad had carried me back to the house.

The vomit episodes had gotten worse. It all started when I was finally able to recite an incantation the voice in my head told me to. Dad said that that was my zanpakuto trusting me with its powers. When he asked if I had seen her, I simply shook my head.

One day, while me and dad were trying to master the incantation 'inversíon', the third repetition caused me to cough a bit of blood. The cycle continued till the incantations got more complicated. The more complicated, the longer the time frame blood would forcefully exit my system.

Dad's explanation was that it served as a limit to my endurance. Though this was hard to believe knowing Sado and Ichigo practically turned my lungs into steel with all the training. In my mind, it felt as if there was something wrong.

There was one thing I didn't tell him though.

I had this fragment of memory. It was very blur but I caught one word. 'CURSED'.

If my theory served me right, that must've been from before my memories were erased. It made sense as to why something so powerful was given a limit. But to call it a curse? It always boggled my mind.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

I was bought back to my senses. The door to my room slowly opened and I saw Urahara's head peeking to see if I was awake or not.

"You can come in, dad..."

"How are you feeling? You made a mess today, (Y/N)-chan..." Asking me as he made his way to my study table. He took the chair and placed it beside me.

"Much better, but I failed again. I'm sorry." I avoided his stare. I couldn't dare look at him. He's done so much for me yet I can't even get passed my limit. All the research he went through was all in vain. A lump in my throat was forming.

Before he could speak, a small red haired boy came inside the room and held onto Urahara's ear.

"Old man! I swear to any god out there if you don't clean up the mess you made, I will break your cane and rip your hat!"

He paused and stared at me, Jinta was always short tempered when it came to dad but I knew he respected him just as much.

"How are you, (Y/N)-chan?"

"I'm fine, Jinta." Smiling softly. I pat his head knowing it always calmed him down. His bright red hair was always a good sight to see.

"By the way, Ichigo and his friends are downstairs. They want to talk with the two of you."

Urahara and I looked at each other. He helped me up to my feet and we slowly made our way down to the meeting area.

We made ourselves comfortable. Orihime immediately used her powers on me to heal whatever injury she deemed necessary.

(3rd person narrative)

"So, what brings you here?" Urahara asked while fanning himself. A classic trade mark of his.

"Well... It's kinda hard to explain but..." Ichigo stared at Uryu. He nodded in response and took out a jigokucho. He gently placed it on the center table.

"What does that mean, Urahara-san?" Uryu asked as he fixed his glasses.

Urahara's eyes widened. He caught himself catching his breath. Lowering his head, he was engulfed in deep thought. Was it time already? Staring at the jigokucho, his heart started to beat faster. This was no normal jigokucho.

After (Y/N)'s memories were erased, he was instructed to take care of her. What he didn't foresee was that he would soon grow attached to the head captain's niece. The instructions were clear on his end. He was to send a monthly report regarding the status of (Y/N) and send it directly to Captain Yamamoto himself.

For a good 3 years, there was little development. The reports started to slack off and skip every now and then. On the day that his daughter-figure finally showed improvement, he hesitated to send a report knowing things would only go downhill. For once, he had no moves planned.

Staring back at the now treated (Y/N), he let out an audible sigh and carefully picked up the jigokucho.

"This, right here, means that you all will head over to soul society for one purpose and one purpose only." He was trying to keep his composure. His sight was now glued to Ichigo. Almost as if he were using Ichigo's face as a chessboard simulator on what move to do next.

"You are to escort my daughter there." He finally spilled.

"What?" (Y/N) looked at her dad with much confusion.

"You are to leave 4 days from now." He didn't bother answering his daughter. He stole a glance at Jinta who looked troubled as well.

It was too soon for this to happen.

"However. You will leave 2 days from now. Ichigo, I have a request."

Ichigo simply nodded and awaited instructions. The others listened intently.

"Take (Y/N) to Zaraki before handing her over to Captain Yamamoto."

Everyone widened their eyes except for (Y/N) who had no idea who that person was. She saw how everyone seemed to develop a cold sweat when the name was mentioned. Ichigo visibly looked shaken and tried to compose himself once more.

"Oi, Urahara-san... D-does it have to be him? Why not Captain Ukitake? Or you know, Captain Shunsui?" Scratching the back of his neck seemed to calm him down.

"I understand, but Zaraki won't bite. Especially not with (Y/N) around. It's vital that you take her to him, FIRST."

The orange head exchanged glances with his friends and everyone nodded in unison.

After a brief exchange of additional information, the group dispersed and it was quiet once again inside the shop.

(Y/N) tugged on her dad's sleeve and motioned him to sit beside her.

"Why am I going to Soul Society? Is something wrong?" Her eyes had sadness written all over them. After knowing that Urahara would stay behind, she felt so vulnerable.

"As much as I don't want you to go, there's no other way (Y/N)-chan..."

"But you always find ways, dad. Can't you go with us? I... I don't know what I'd do if you're not there..." Tears started forming in her eyes.

He gently cupped his daughters cheek but chose not to look at her. He didn't know what to expect anymore. At least not yet.

"I've always dreaded this time, both for you and me. But, it's time that you meet your real family."

"You are my family. Everyone here is my family."

"Family by blood."

"I could care less about that."

Always so stubborn. Something she had unconsciously developed since hanging out with Urahara and company.

"You have an uncle and you must meet him. I will make some preparations on the side to ensure your safety but once you set foot in soul society, you will be on your own."

"Just... who exactly is this 'uncle'?"

"You'll find out soon enough, till then, get some sleep kiddo."

He stood up and gently kissed (Y/N)'s head. The fact that he did that meant he was feeling nervous but chose not to show it.  

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so i am currently rewatching bleach from the start and i had goosebumps in the first episode!

So much nostalgia!

I hope this story still seems interesting to you :)

-KG