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Toshiro Hitsugaya x sad and lost reader

Hello there dear reader I hope you have a wondeful day. if not I hope this helps at least to make you feel a bit better and smile~ As always I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is just fanmade and I do not make or intend to earn any money with it. If you like this story please support the manga and the anime of this great work called Bleach. This story is only written to make people smile. Trigger warnings: Mentions of death and bullying as well as fire and getting lost A part from that honestly a lot of fluff. Have fun ^-^ Oh and I would be so happy about comments and votes. Also english is not my first language please tell me were I made mistakes! Thanks beforehand^^ Now really have fun ^~^

It was cold horribly cold, and you were scared so, so scared. It was in the mid of the night and you were wandering around in the soul society. You were still an inductee in the academy and honestly you were not supposed to wander around. You would get in quiet some trouble if someone should catch you, but you needed to get out of there. Away, just away from it all. Away from the memories, the pictures, the nightmares. You thought a walk would calm your nerves, but you were still so in thoughts that you did not notice that your environment became foreign for you until you realized you were utterly and completely lost. Standing in a huge forest with not the slightest direction. You were wandering since the late afternoon in this forest without finding your way. The lessons ended near to noon today because of some reason you have long forgotten. You had fallen asleep from exhaustion, since you had trouble to sleep ever since...since then. You had woken up from a horrible nightmare and went for the walk. Now it was probably near midnight maybe even later and it was snowing since hours. You were freezing. Your clothes were not meant for this kind of weather. There had been sunshine but now it was snowing and storming since hours. Your hands were beginning to get blue and you were not even sure if you did feel your toes anymore the way you should. Your teeth were shattering, and you were beginning to wonder if you would find your way back or if you would freeze out here. How was this forest so huge and how did you manage to get this lost? You began to see black dots but tried to walk on, you knew you could not stop walking, you would be dead when you stopped, but your body was slowly given up. “Some please help me...” You whispered already too weak to scream anymore. Suddenly you heart a voice. That was not possible was your mind playing tricks on you? There again “Hey, you! Hey are you alright? Hey what the hell are you doing here?!” Without a warning your body was swanked around, and two turquoise eyes were looking straight at your soul. “Geez, you are freezing. What the hell are you doing out here!? Do you have a death wish or something!” “Please…” was the only thing you managed to say, before stumbling a bit. Before you stand a young man with spiky white hair and   turquoise eyes. “You are an inductee?” Your clothes were the proof for that. “Honestly, you are not even aloud to be here” He was clearly annoyed with you, but you could not care less you were so thankful he was there. You now probably won't have to die out here. You wanted to say something to apologize, but your vision was getting more blurry and you lost your balance again. You were sure to fall to the hard ground, but the impact never came. The stranger had caught you in his arms and to your great shock pulled you in his chest” You are way to cold” he sounded concerned. Suddenly there was a scarf around your neck. It was warm and you were thankful for it. Normally you would have blushed because of the action but you were too cold for that. Now that you were close to his chest you realized you were a bit shorter then him, but even more important you finally noticed what he was wearing, making clear to you that you were in huge and you meant really huge trouble. He was not only wearing the black cloth of a Shinigami but also white and there is only one rank who was allowed to wear that. A captain.... The young man before you was a captain. You were too exhausted to ask yourself what a captain was doing here, but you still worried about being punished. But what should you do, everything was so blurry... “I-”you started but he interrupted you. “Stop talking idiot you are wasting your energy and you need every bit of it. You are more than lucky you are not already dead. You are cold as ice and your lips and hands are blue. I bet you do not even feel your fingers or toes anymore.” At first, he sounded annoyed and angry but to the end his voice became softer warmer. “I guess it can't be helped. I need to get you out of here.” He sighed and simply picked you up. You were too weak to protest in anyway. You felt your eyes closing but he shook you “Listen, you need to stay awake. This is no good, in your state we never make it back. Neither to the academy or to the quarters.” You began to become scared, would you die after all. You tried so hard to stay awake, but it was so hard. A small whimper escapes your lips “I... want...I want to live...” His eyes became determined at this “and you will. Just stay awake and keep looking and me. Do not give up, just don’t give up” He was already running with you in his arms. Everything was a mess for you, the only thing you could clearly see was his face. His eyes looked in front of you and his lips were pressed together. A few times you nearly lost your consciousness “Stay, with me! Just a bit longer” he pulled you even closer to his chest. Suddenly the storm got weaker and eventually seemed to just stop and it got darker. A cave? He set you down. “stay awake. Don't you dare and die on me.” He vanished out of your few for a moment and then you heard him say something and there was a fire. A small campfire. He put more wood on it to make it bigger than he came back to you and brought you closer to the fire. It got warmer but you were still cold. So cold. He kneeled before you and made you look at him “I apologize in advance, but when you want to live you need to get your wet clothes of and both of us know, you can hardly move on your own.” He blushed while saying that. You just nodded weakly. You knew he was right. Even when you did not like the idea, you knew it would be stupid to protest. “Thank-you for not making me force you out of them” he sounded relieved. He helped you out of your clothes except for your underwear, what was to your luck at least somewhat dry. You were so embarrassed and thankful you were too cold to blush. To your relieve but also great surprise he took of his white haori and wrapped you in it. Then without a word he brought you both even closer to the fire and pulled you against his chest wrapping his arms around your torso and tangled his legs with yours. Your head fell from exhaustion against his chest, but he shook you awake “I am sorry, but you cannot sleep just yet. You just must fight a bit longer, until you are warmer. I kept the storm out of here, but you need to stay awake.” “I... I ...can’t „you muttered weakly. “You have to” you heard whisper him whisper something and warmth was taking over your body. Was that a healing kido? Slowly you began to feel your toes and fingers again and it the beginning it hurt, badly. You tried your best not to whimper or anything not wanting to seem weak in front of him or annoy him any further with that. “I am sorry. Just endure it for a bit longer. It will stop soon and then I will let you sleep.” He promised putting his chin on your head. The gesture made you feel save. After a few more minutes the pain faded, and you tried to move your fingers and toes. Relieve washed over you as you were able to. “See you are going to be okay.” He gently spoke to you, a bit like he was speaking to a child, but you could not care less. Actually, it made you feel better. Because you had felt like a lost child. Lost, alone and near to death just like your younger version before she found you, but know she was gone. She was gone and you had not been able to save her. No at the end it had been her who saved you, even when everything happened because of you and now you nearly wasted your life. The life she gave hers for. A broken sob escaped your lips. “Oi, do not cry. You'll be okay. You are alright. Everything will be alright so please stop crying.” He sounded a bit helpless and you really felt sorry for him, but you just could not stop crying. Suddenly he turned you around and pulled you again against his chest, wrapping his arms around you. “You need to stop crying. You are way too weak right now, you should not waste so much energy.” He made you look up and put his forehead against yours so that you had to look at him, while he strokes your tears away. His arresting eyes seemed to see through you, it felt like he could read your mind if he wanted to. His eyes were determined, yet warm and full of protectiveness. You felt like you were drowning in his eyes and after some time you calmed down. “Now, this is better.” He wrapped you again in his arms. “What is your name?” “(f/n), Sir” “And your last name?” You shook your head “I do not have one, never had, taicho.” “A strange young woman, you are” To your surprise he began to stroke your head” Now, the more important question. What were you doing out there?” You kept silent. Not knowing what to say. Now that you were still alive you knew you were in some other kind of trouble. You tried to turn away from him not being able to stand up to his gaze. “(f/n)” he slightly growled making you flinch. He then sighed and turned you around “Listen, you do not make anything better for yourself when you do not talk to me. Also, I have a feeling that this is about more than you just deciding to walk around in a snow storm in a place you are not allowed to go.” “I did not mean to... I got lost...and, and it was not snowing, well at least than...” he did not say a word, he just looked at you with somewhat reassuring eyes and nodded from time to time, to make clear you should continue. You did not know, why but you told him, told him everything. Even what you had not told your senseis about the Incident that took the life of your dear friend. You even told him of your past. Explained how she saved you when you were still children. How you came to the academy and how she was a real genius in honestly everything, while you kept messing up. How she always told you that you were just failing because you were scared of it and of the people around you, you had not the best experiences of people when you were a child, and that you two would become great Shinigami one day and how you would be at each other’s side. You also told him about some guys and girls from the academy who were above you. How they decided to pick on you and make your life a living hell. How your friend stood up for you and tried to protect you. How the guys and girls got into trouble and nearly got dispelled from the academy, because of it and how they threaded you. You told him of the fire, how you both somehow woke up far too late and how she pushed you outside before everything broke down on her. How you tried to free her but were not strong enough. How no kido seemed to work out and how you heard her scream from pain until she had lost the fight. You did not stop to try to get her out until you were pulled away from the flames. You had spent days in bed to recover from injuries but never really slept because her screams and the fire were haunting you. How you came back to the lessons and the people made fun of the death of your friend and how you realized that they had something to do with it but were too scared of them to tell anyone, since they were much stronger and older, and the teachers believed them because of their family status.  How you were scared that they might one day kill you too. How it was your fault your friend died and how days became weeks and how you decided to go for a walk just around the academy to get away from it all. That you got lost and everything until he found you. At the end you realized you began to cry again. “Geez, you are troublesome. I cannot even be mad at you. Still it was naive from you to just wander around like this and to not ask anyone for help. I understand why you did not, but honestly what were you planning to do in the end? Just hoping they might leave you alone one day?” He sighed “I guess it can't be helped. I will bring you back and we will find out who was responsible for that fire. Also, I will put an end to this people picking on you. Such cowards hurting someone younger and weaker than themselves. Also, for your punishment from now on you will be doing extra training. We will meet once a week to train, if you still want to become a Shinigami and for fill the dream you both had for the both of you. By the way I will tell not a single soul where I have found you. Be thankful for that, normally you would get dispelled from the academy or worse. We will make something up in the morning.” “Huh?” Was your only brilliant answer but who could blame you. He seemed to really believe you. Also, a captain going so far out of his way to help a mere inductee? That was seriously something unheard of.  More importantly how was getting the possibility to train with a captain a punishment?! Of course, that would mean more training but only the thought that he was willing to give some of his time, and you knew captains are really, busy, even so he just heard from your very own mouth that you were a complete failure. You just could not make any sense out of it. A shiver ran through your body, you were still quiet cold.  You were pulled closer to his chest as he had noticed that shiver too and he began to rub your arms in an attempt to get you a bit warmer. “Did I not make myself clear?” he asked you in a teasing tone. “B-but why...I do not understand…” You stuttered a bit overwhelmed with everything. “Firstly, it is the duty of the strong to protected those who are in need of protection, secondly as a captain I cannot let an inductee and promising new Shinigami making herself go through the suffer and pain you are feeling, watching you giving up on yourself. We would lose a good Shinigami, I cannot let that happen. You may think of yourself to be a failure, but you are wrong. I see the same potential in you, your friends must have seen. You are a fighter; most people would had already given up out there, but you did not. Also, when you cried you lost control over your spiritual pressure and even though you are quite weak right now because of what you went to it was strong enough to put someone who is not a Shinigami out of his balance, which is already quite impressive for an inductee of the first year. I wonder how none of your teachers noticed that and helped you out it is quite clear you do not know how to control it yet.” He sounded annoyed and you really hoped his annoyance was directed at your sensei’s and not at you. “So, do we have a deal?” He asked you shortly after. You nodded, only an idiot would decline that. “Good, it is Toshiro Hitsugaya by the way. I am the captain of the 10th division. Call me Captain Hitsugaya, Taicho what you like more. Oh, and when we are alone you are allowed to call me Toshiro.” You looked up stunned. You have heard of THE captain Hitsugaya, the young genius, the really, really strong young genius. Also, you were quite sure you heard mummers that there were really, and you meant really few people who were allowed or more precisely tolerated to call him by his first name. “Thank-you, Tai-Toshiro…” You blushed lightly. “It is quite alright. You seem to really need a friend and I would be glad to become one for you.” At this you began to cry, yet again. “Now, now, no more crying.” He hushed you. “Thank-you, thank-you so much…” You sniffed. “It is alright, everything is alright now. Oh and (f/n) do not dare to blame you for her death for a second longer, it was not your fault.” You cried even harder at that and were thankful for his strong arms wrapping themselves around you, bringing you in a close warm hug. “Common stop crying, how do you want to come in my squad when you cry all day.” He lightly joked and let go of you a bit to strike your tears away. You gasped as he let himself fall with you to the ground “Sleep now. Your body is warm enough now and you really need it.” As if his words were a command you felt your eyes close and you drifted off to sleep. “Who have thought a simple training trip would end up like this. I am just glad I collected some firewood in advance.” You heard Toshiro mutter before your world became silent and sleep took over.

Hello world this will be my first post and is one of the poems that matter to me the most. I hope you like it

Imagine being like a little sister for Sherlock Sherlock x sister like reader

 I do not own Sherlock, this is just a fanart and I do not make any money with it. All rights go to the rightful owner.

Also I am not a native so please do not be to hard on me for  mistakes.^^’‘ This fanfiction is not about love. It is more about the protectivnis of Sherlock for a little sister

a lot of fluff, self consciousness, angst

Enjoy ^-^ This story plays after the 4th season. John and Sherlock decided that John and Rosie should life in the Baker-street together. Sherlock thought it would be better for John who was still suffering from losing Marry and he also actually liked to have Rosie around him, not that he would ever admit that in front of anyone except for small little Rosie, yet everyone somehow already figured it out and just smiled silently about the detective. John on the other hand thought it would be better for Sherlock to not life alone and even if he did not want to really say it out loud he knew deep down the he just know needed a true friend by his side and his best friend was without any doubt Sherlock Holmes. Also Rosie loves Sherlock and Misses Hudson became like a Grandmother to her. Oh and do not forget about the third person living in Bakerstreet 221B (y/n) (l/n). She was a young university student and Rosie's Babysitter. How she came to live with the three of them? At first she was simply Rosie's Babysitter, but then her friend she lived with in a small cheap apartment close to the university had to change her place of study because of her fathers wishes. (y/n) was not able to pay the bills on her own and was desperately searching for a new place, but finding a not too expensive place became an unmanageable task.  Then one day John asked her again to watch over Rosie and despite her stress and problems she could not say no to the man looking pleadingly at her. It was late at night Rosie was fast asleep and you were trying hard to stay awake in front of your computer, currently writing yet another message in hopes of getting a place to stay. Your time was running short and you began to feel helpless. Tears started to sting in your eyes, as suddenly your laptop was closed . You jumped and nearly screamed but Sherlock had put a hand on your lips: “ We do not want to wake up Rosie, do we?  I am sorry for scaring you, dear.” he let go of you and you took a deep breath still a bit straddled but now getting calmer knowing it was him. He always had something about him that calmed you. You smiled sheepishly at  him, a little embarrassed to get scared so easily and not noticing him beforehand. He just looked at you and for a short second you thought he looked worried, but you must have imagined that. Sherlock never looked worried at people except for very few very special people and you surely were not one of them. You were still surprised you were even worth his attention. “Oh (y/n) you are still awake? You know you could sleep on the sofa or take the bed in the spare room.” Yes, the apartment had more rooms than it would seem. There were John's, Sherlock's, Rosie's, the main room, the kitchen, the bath and the spare room.  “Well, yeah..” you laughed silently but it sounded hollow to you . You did not want to bother them with your problem so ..“ I still had some work from university I..” “Liar” Sherlock interrupted you looking not very pleased with you. It was hard to stand against his gaze so you averted your eyes and looked down. “She is desperately looking for a place to life, since her friend is leaving the apartment and probably even the university” Sherlock explained for John. “How do you..” said man started and Sherlock rolled his eyes: “ It is obvious really. The fact that something is wrong was evident since you asked her yesterday. She immediately excepted. Normally she would need few minutes to ask  her friend if she was okay with it, because they only have one key, since she lost hers  a few days ago when she came here, meaning they would have to match their plans. Could be vacation but it is  the end of the term and the exams should start the next few days, no student goes for a break so close to the exams, so something has changed. When she arrived here her whole body was tensed and her smile was clearly forced, even you noticed it John, you mentioned to me you were worried about her, when we got the cab. Also she was clinking to her apartment key for her dear life. She has long left her apartment but instead of putting it in her bag she  held it all the time. My line of thoughts was confirmed when I found her just a minute ago with tears close to spill in her  eyes and  shaking hands in front of a page with many apartments. The only question is..” he looked at you again “Why did you not ask for help? I know you have not a really close relationship to your parents. You talk with love and admiration about everyone in your life, but you only talk about your parents when you are asked about it and even then you only give short neutral answers. Also they are quite distant and strict towards you. You were utterly confused when you saw first how John behaves towards Rosie. He is a really caring dad and Rosie loves to cuddle a lot. There was something sad in your eyes, also you were constantly afraid to make mistakes in our eyes and make us angry, more than people would normally worry about it. Could also have been a abusive or short tempered boyfriend but you did not lie when you answered Misses Hudsons Questions, saying you never had a boyfriend, also I never found you in physical harm. Your roommate also could not be the reason, you love her dearly. So for a behavior this strong with out a recent trauma, it must be a behavior learned on from a young age, so probably parents. Which fits with you never talking about them. This out of the way, the true question is, why did you not ask us for help? John is quite thankful for your work and made it clear to you he would be happy to help you out if there would ever be the need, still you just lied to us. If you asked me, you stupidly believed it would be wrong to bother us, but if you need help you should take every help you can get especially if someone already told you he would gladly help you.” When Sherlock finished you felt exposed and like an total idiot but on the same time you knew he was right. Also it really surprised you how much he had watched over you. You had always thought he would see you as unimportant and would ignore you, seeing he usually does not really talk to you, or spare you more than a glance. “ I...I am sorry...You are right..I really need a place to stay...and I am going out of options...” “Say John, do you feel like we really need a spare room?” Sherlock then asked to your grate confusion. “You mean...” John started and then understood” of course she can live here. Rosie would love it and I think she would be a joy to have around and Misses Hudson surely is not against it she  really likes (y/n).” “The bill is not even expensive when we share it through two, with three people it would be more than affordable for you. I hope you have nothing against violins. You should already be used to my experiments.” Sherlock finished. So this was how you ended up living with Sherlock, Rosie and John. One weekend John and Rosie went to visit Johns parents leaving you and Sherlock alone in the flat. You were sitting on the table in the main room and working on a exam while Sherlock was playing the violin. You were already exhausted but you felt like you were not doing any good and still needed to do way too much to stop for now even when you still had some days time ahead of you. You never had much self-confidence but this exam and the always shouting professor of the class were getting the worst of you. One day he had picked you out of the mass of students and made you feel like a complete idiot in front of everyone asking you question you never heard or knew the answer of . Before that, you thought you could manage this class but since that day you just found you failing over and over at the exercises and could not find yourself able to follow the lessons. To even worsen your situation, the exam you had to finish was quite important and you were scared to mess it up. Still you had not talked about it. Not even with John who was looking after you like you were a younger sister or a second daughter, neither did you talk to Sherlock even when you got his look that said 'There is clearly something wrong with you talk to us. Sherlock would never say it out loud but he was looking after you just like John. In his own special way Sherlock look after you like you were a little sister to him. That went so far that even Mycroft   started to watch over you. Yet, you never realized that the Holmes brothers especially Sherlock cared about you. You liked both of them very much, but you were too self conscious to think these two genius could care about a simple girl like you. You thought Sherlock took you in, because it would make things easier for John and Rosie and the bill for everyone shorter and that he talked to you because you were simply there, same going for Mycroft. Of course the two brothers noticed, but being them they found it hard to show you how important you have become for them in the last months. You sighed frustrated as you read the same line for the third time “ You know you should go to sleep, you look awfully tired, young lady” Sherlock spoke up. “I..” you yawned “I just have to get a bit further” Sherlock rolled his eyes “ and you believe you will be any good in you current state?” He stated the obvious.  “Just a little bit more....” Sherlock said nothing to it and began to play again. After a few seconds you realized it was a lullaby. That clever bastard, you thought. You could see him smirking when you took a look over your shoulder. He knew that you have fallen asleep to him playing this exact song, he had written a few months ago, many times before. Every time you went into the kitchen to get some water after another nightmare, you had quite many because of bad car accident you had to witness a few weeks ago, Sherlock was still awake not saying a word to you but when you went back into your room you heard him play this song. The first time you thought of it as coincidence the detective has the oddest hours to play, but after a few times you realized that that by no chance could be a coincidence anymore. You began to really love the song. It made you feel save and remembered you that he was there, playing. You were not alone, you were save at his watch. He never spoke about it but you somehow just knew the meaning of his song and always fell asleep to it. This fact was making it really hard for you not to fall asleep and before you noticed your head was on the table and you were dozing off. You felt something warm circling around your waist and arms and your eyelashes fluttered but a gentle voice made you close them again “It's just me, you are okay. Sleep you are save” you knew this tone. He uses it for Rosie and also when he ever has to calm the few people he sees as friends. It is a gently tone, gentle caring and protective and you were more than honored when he first used it for you. It was straight after you had seen that terrible accident. You had somehow found your way to the baker-street. You were a trembling mess. Sherlock and Mycroft were playing a party of chess, while everyone else were out for a walk in the park. “Dear God what happened to you,(y/n)?” Mycroft had asked and you remember that you were confused he remembered your name, when your legs gave up on you and you just fell to the ground crying. That day was the first time Sherlock used that tone on you. It was also the first time the detective hugged you. He even carried you to your bed and pulled the blanked over you. You had never seen someone die before. You cared much for other people so that experience haunted you. You were totally overwhelmed. You faintly remember Mycroft and Sherlock talking to you. Getting an idea what had happened and tried to calm you down. Even when John arrived Sherlock did not leave your side. You apologized a day later at the two for having had to deal with you but Sherlock just said it was a completely normal reaction especially for someone your age and Mycroft agreed. “Sherlock” you mumbled “Please I really still need to work on that exam.” “No you will not and there is no need to it for today. I know for a fact that you have several days left to finish it” he lifted you in his arms and began to carry you to your room. You knew you had by now more than lost against the detective but you were too afraid to go to sleep and kept on trying. But when you started to move his grip just got tighter. He was really stronger than one would expect. “Stop fighting a fight you know you have already lost.” he was still using this soft tone knowing it was calming you. He put you down on your bed and to your great surprise sat at the side of your bed. It was already dark in your room. He had turned out the lights and you could see the stars John brought to the ceiling, saying it might calm you when you wake up from a nightmare. You at first felt like a small child, but then you realized you loved it. Your parents never did such things for you, saying you needed to be an adult even when you were still a kid and quite scared of the dark.   A hand began to stroke your head and you froze before giving in to the feeling. It was a nice feeling. It was just strange for Sherlock to act like this. Still you really liked it. Suddenly you felt like you should talk to him about your exam. Like he wants you to talk about it with him. “Sherlock..?” “Mhm, what is bothering you  (y/n)?” you slightly said up and were surprised that Sherlock put an arm around you to support you, his hand gently rubbing your back in  a soothing manner. “ I...I am scared..I...I feel so dump and like a total idiot...I can not pass that exam  Sherlock...I just won't make it..I am scared...I see it ..I still see all this pictures in the night..” you told him everything about the exam, about the bad experience with your professor and about the nightmares and how they stole your sleep. He just listened and when you finished you realized you were crying and you could not stop. You know it was not a life threatening thing you had to deal with, but it still really scared you and stressed you out. Also you had for too long kept silent about it. Sherlock surprised you by pulling you into a hug. You knew he hates hugs, at least he always states it, but he seemed to know that you needed one and was willing to give you the feeling  safety you needed. “Your okay, ….calm down... your alright. Get some sleep. Tomorrow I help you with your exam, what do you say? Also you will see everything gets easier when you have slept a bit. You can do this, dear. You are more than clever enough to do it. You are just self conscious and stressed. Everything is alright. I think I will have to meet your professor and  have a serious talk with him.  Do not worry about the exam. You got this, you will see and I am here for you. This also goes for the nightmares. You can always come to me, even when I am a sleep, I will do my best to calm you and they will get better with time and you talking about the whole thing, so that your head can comprehend everything that has happened. You can also go to John he often said he would feel better when you would come to us when you had another nightmare instead of crying alone in your bed until you cried so long that you need a glass of water and normally  meet me in the main room.” he helped you lay you down “Sleep now...you are save, I watch over you” just before sleep consumed you you managed to mutter “Thank-you Sherlock” and somehow you knew he was smiling.

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