Day of Destiny8-HitsuHina

Recap:

Sensing she didn't want to talk about it anymore, Orihime and Rukia changed to the topic about their shopping day tomorrow and how they were all going to find perfect dresses. The topic immediately spiked Rangiku's interest and she was back to her usual chirping self, but one thought did not leave her mind.

Tachiou….you have to help her….

Little did she know, the same girl that had just left them, was now screaming in her apartment.

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Rangiku, Rukia and Orihime stared at the screen, their eyes wide as they watched the horror movie playing. A bowl of popcorn was being passed amongst the three, Rangiku eating most of the time as she unconsciously reached her hand into the bowl, grabbing more popcorn. As Orihime and Rukia used their pillows to cover their faces, she looked back and forth.

"Aw, come on guys! It's not that bad! It's just like any old horror film! Look, the phone will ring," sure enough, the phone in the movie rang, "And now the girl will answer it but there will be no answer! It's so easy to-" at the same moment, the phone to Rangiku's place rang and three girls jumped, popcorn flying and landing in their hair. Orihime and Rukia looked at Rangiku, expecting her to answer the now ringing phone.

"What, I'm the only one that's going to answer?" They both nodded and she sighed, "Fine…." She slowly reached over and picked up the phone, looking at the caller ID. "There's no caller ID? What the hell?" she pressed talk and pressed the phone against her ear, "Hello?"

"Ah! Ran-chan, you finally answered!" came a voice from the other end, causing Rangiku to freeze. After a few minutes of silence, the voice spoke again, "Ran-chan, are you there? I have an important message to relay to you if you want to see your dear Hinamori-chan again."

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?" she screamed, clutching the phone close to her ear.

"My, my, hasty are we? No need to worry Rangiku, Hinamori-chan is perfectly fine, no harm done."

"Then what do you want?"

"I want to relay a message for you from Aizen-tachiou."

"Then say it you stupid fox!" she yelled, earning confused and worried looks from both Rukia and Orihime.

"Hey, hey, no need to get snappy on me. He wanted me to tell you that-" then the line went dead.

"Gin?" There was no answer, "Gin?"

"M-Matsumoto-san!" Rukia said worriedly, "What's wrong? Who's Gin?"

"…" Rangiku just stared at the phone as the line went dead, her eyes wide and her hands slightly shaking, "M-Momo…."

"What? Matsumoto-san…..what happened to Hinamori-chan?"

Rangiku looked at Orihime and Rukia before looking down at the phone she held in her hand.

"I….I don't know…"

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Momo's eyes slowly fluttered open and she could faintly make out the shape of someone standing over her, due to her blurry vision.

"Hinamori-chan, you're awake."

Momo's eyes widened as her vision cleared. Standing above her was none other than Gin Ichimaru; with his silver hair and slits for eyes, completed with his everlasting sly grin made him seem like a fox, but he was known for his sneaky behaviour and suspicious attitude, earning him the nickname 'snake' to some people.

"I-Ichimaru!" she stammered, trying to reel back, away from one of the faces that haunted her every thought, every dream…every nightmare, but was unable to do so as she was strapped to a wooden table using duct tape. She attempted to pull her arms and legs free, but couldn't.

"It's been awhile….hasn't it…Hinamori-kun."

Her head whipped around at the voice, her eyes widened as she took in the figure standing there. The one person that would forever haunt her dreams, much more than Gin ever had and ever will, the one person that killed her parents, the one person that tried to kill her and Rangiku…Aizen.

"A-Aizen…" she whispered, slightly shaking.

"Hinamori-kun….how are you? I assume you got my letter?"

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"What do you mean she was kidnapped?"

"That's what I mean Tachiou! She was kidnapped!"

Toshiro's hands clenched into fists and he looked straight at Rangiku, "How do you know about this?"

"….I…..got a call from someone. I can't tell you details as it's Momo's decision, but I can tell you that it was her parents murderer…."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive. This was in her apartment also, along with a box…..it was opened but I didn't look in it," she said, handing Toshiro the letter.

He automatically opened it, reading its contents, growling at how he had written it to her. One particularly part caught his eye and he read it again, making sure he read it right; there was no way…no way this bastard was right. But no matter how much he told himself to not believe and to look away, his eyes were strained on that one part.

Is it because of that despicable white haired boy? I saw you with him yesterday. You looked like you were having fun and it looked like you were falling in love with him.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to look up from the letter at Rangiku. "We need to find her Matsumoto. I'm not letting this person ruin her life again, or lay a hand on her; I won't allow it, not again," he dropped the letter on the table beside him, not caring where he left it, "Come on Matsumoto, we're going to look for her."

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"W-What do you want? I haven't told anyone about what you did!" she cried, struggling to break free, "So why come and capture me?"

"Ah, that is such a common question between you weaklings. You all ask the same things, why did I capture you, what do I want and what do I plan to do. It's really quite simple Hinamori-kun; I plan on finishing the job I meant to finish two years ago."

"Y-You….mean kill me?"

"You are correct."

"Fine, do whatever you want! I don't care anymore! Just as long as you're brought to justice and stuck in jail for the rest of your life!"

"Oh, really now? And what makes you so sure that I'll be captured and brought to "justice", as you say?"

"My friends. They'll all make sure you're brought down and charged for the crimes you've done! They won't let you get away with it!"

"Your friends? Hinamori-kun, are you so naïve you refuse to believe the truth? They aren't your friends; they never have been and never will be. Even that Matsumoto person isn't your friend, never was and never will be. That….Toshiro Hitsugaya…" he sighed, "I can tell your true feelings for him Hinamori-kun," he said, walking around the table she was currently strapped too, "And it was a very, very bad mistake on your part to fall in love with that boy. You've made that boy my prime target now."

Her eyes widened and the tears she was holding back leaked out and started falling down her face, "D-Don't….don't hurt him! He hasn't done anything to you! He doesn't know about any of this! I never plan on telling him either, I don't even plan on seeing or even talking to him after this is all over…..it'll be too late anyways…." She closed her eyes, "Please don't hurt him!"

"Aw, how sweet, she's tryin' ta save him," Gin snickered.

"Hinamori-kun, I'm afraid most of your pain would come from that boy regarding your feelings for him. So, I'm afraid there's no way I can't hurt him."

"He hasn't done anything to you!" she yelled, "Don't you dare touch him!"

"Now, now Hinamori-kun….calm down; there is still someone I want you to see."

"Wha-" she was cut off as a wooden door swung open and slamming against the wall, causing her to jump, which in turn hurt her wrists and ankles.

"Momo-chan dear…..how are you?"

Momo's eyes widened at the voice and she turned her head, looking at the two people now standing there. "O-Oka-san….O-Oto-san….."

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"Where the hell are we going Matsumoto?"

"Seireitei City! Where else?"

"Why the hell are we going there? Hasn't that city been taken over by that famous gang the Espada?"

"I know you've probably heard this before but…..for a genius, you sure are an idiot."

He scowled, "Urusai Matsumoto!"

"Hai, hai, whatever you say," she let out a long sigh and rubbed her temples, "I'm starting to get a headache," she groaned.

"Hn," was his only response, a million thoughts and feelings taking over his mind. After reading that letter, he couldn't help but think about the peach girl's feelings along with his own. Was it only-

He shook his head. It was no time for that, he had to get moving and find Momo before it was too late.

"Matsumoto, where would they most likely be?"

"Well…..downtown area was more where they did everything they did. So, I'd say around there. Their hideout changes every week though, so I can't be sure of where it'd be right now."

"Anyways Tachiou, let's talk about you and Momo!"

"No. Urusai."

"Don't be so stingy! Are you going to ask her to the dance?"

"Don't you think it's a little early for that?" he snapped, "Plus, I don't even plan on going…" she grumbled, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"What?" she screeched, "Why not?"

"Dances are lame," he snorted, "I don't ever plan on going to one."

"Oh…you're just a party pooper," she pouted, "If you don't go, neither you nor Momo will get past the friendship stage!"

"I said urusai!"

"…..Not until you admit you like her!"

Toshiro groaned, "Why am I stuck with the likes of you?"

"So stingy!" then she stopped and looked straight ahead, "That was their last hide out I saw, but it's been two years, so it changed probably a million times. No one except them can name all their hide outs, it's impossible."

Toshiro raised an eyebrow, amazed by how many facts she knew about them, and also a little suspicious as to why she knew them.

"Wanna check it out?"

He merely sighed and rolled his eyes, walking towards the place Matsumoto had pointed out.

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"Oka-san….Oto-san…." Momo whispered, her eyes still wide, "W-What? I thought Aizen killed you!"

"Momo-chan….." her mother side and put her hands on her hips, "How many times do I have to tell you not to believe everything you see?"

"You told me few times….b-but…..how? How are you alive?"

"It's really quite simple-"

"There's nothing simple about murder!" Momo cried, tears blurring her vision.

"Momo, don't interrupt your Oka-san," her father said sternly.

Momo didn't say anything after that, waiting for her to finish.

"As I was saying, it's really rather simple. Want to know the answer?"

She hesitated but then nodded slowly, watching a slow smirk creep across her parents' faces.

"We faked it."