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tampered2008-07-29 01:15 pm
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log; ongoing;
When; Two days ago, I believe (apologies for not getting it up earlier orz).
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Hinamori Momo [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
flyingmomo], Hitsugaya Toushirou [boobheight]
Summary; Time to tell Momo about evil!megane.
Log;
Toushirou probably should've been more careful about what he wished for.
Granted, back in his world, such a feat would never have been possible. For Momo to completely forget what had occurred, for any scars on her body to have been inflicted by a mere battle with a particularly nasty Hollow. Time didn't work that way anywhere but the City, which liked to turn back the hands on the clock, or forward even, depending on the deities' whims. Yes, maybe 'I wish none of this had ever happened' or 'I wish things could go back to the way they were' were wishes made without thinking the entire way through, but dreaming for the impossible wasn't hard.
Dealing with it, however, was. He couldn't plan for it--not that Toushirou was the most meticulous person around; that title probably went to Byakuya. He had no idea if telling was the best thing to do, whether Momo would even believe him, whether it would spare her any pain. All Toushirou could rely on was the fact that telling her... was probably the correct move.
They couldn't hide things forever. Not with Aizen in the City.
So Toushirou waited outside Momo's door, wondering when she'd come out. And he'd take it from there.
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Hinamori Momo [
flyingmomo], Hitsugaya Toushirou [boobheight]Summary; Time to tell Momo about evil!megane.
Log;
Toushirou probably should've been more careful about what he wished for.
Granted, back in his world, such a feat would never have been possible. For Momo to completely forget what had occurred, for any scars on her body to have been inflicted by a mere battle with a particularly nasty Hollow. Time didn't work that way anywhere but the City, which liked to turn back the hands on the clock, or forward even, depending on the deities' whims. Yes, maybe 'I wish none of this had ever happened' or 'I wish things could go back to the way they were' were wishes made without thinking the entire way through, but dreaming for the impossible wasn't hard.
Dealing with it, however, was. He couldn't plan for it--not that Toushirou was the most meticulous person around; that title probably went to Byakuya. He had no idea if telling was the best thing to do, whether Momo would even believe him, whether it would spare her any pain. All Toushirou could rely on was the fact that telling her... was probably the correct move.
They couldn't hide things forever. Not with Aizen in the City.
So Toushirou waited outside Momo's door, wondering when she'd come out. And he'd take it from there.