#!kirio

[hiyorisarugaki]

From @salvia--archimagirus:

While she didn't make it a habit to leave her post in the Royal Palace for leisurely purposes, let alone to a length such as the world of the living, today was a very special one; worthy of its own special exception to the rule. Walking with a red gift bag adorned with a white ribbon at its handle, violet-stained lips bloomed into an excited grin as her former lieutenant came into sight.

"Hiyori-chan~" she waved at the petite lady before handing out the present, "Happy birthday!"

Inside the package was a rose-colored, porcelain tea set with a pig theme that was a nod to the moniker of her residence as a member of Squad Zero. Until the chance came upon them to have a proper catch-up feast in her floating estate, Kirio hoped the souvenir could serve as a gentle reminder of their good ol' days at the 12th for the vizard in her inevitable absence.

@salvia--archimagirus

Her little heart seemed to swell to a hundred times its normal size. Whilst they had had a tearful reunion of sorts, Hiyori hasn’t had a lot of chances to catch up with her former captain. There is no question about it, despite a century of silence between them, Hiyori's heart recognises Kirio. And it forgave her a long, long time ago. Kirio was not her mother, but, whenever that voice of hers would call her Hiyori-Chan~, the little vizard would come sprinting out to answer that call leaving whatever else she was doing. And just like those many times in yester years, Hiyori skidded to a halt beside her, breathing a little harder than usual. "Y-yeah, Hikifune-Taichou!?"

Her freckled cheeks were glowing as she took in the vision of Kirio. As usual, she looks like a queen, clouds of lipstick coloured hair, black robes that looked like midnight, cheeks with the familiar ensignia and arms holding gifts and all of her love. Love for Hiyori.

“Hikifune-Taichou!” Hiyori ran straight up to Kirio, wrapping her tiny arms tight around her waist and breathing in her familiar perfume. This was such a pleasant surprise. Her little hummingbird heart was going crazy with joy right now.

This sight of her… was the best present.

She did take the giftbag, glancing at the teaset fondly and pulling her nose up to imitate the piggies in the set. She ran a thumb over it before giving her big, love-me eyes back up at Kirio.

“… I’m so happy ya came.”

Hiyori does not say it, but this visit has made her entire year.

[hiyorisarugaki]

. capitulate

@royalheavens from here;

She would murder Kisuke & Shinji for this. It could only have been them that had… orchestrated this. That could have somehow talked with - the woman - Hikifune-Taichou - and even managed to get permission for her to come to the world of the living. In a gigai.

All to come and see Hiyori.

Hiyori’s entire body was trembling now and it had nothing to do with the temperature outside. How many scenarios had she imagined where Kirio would come when she desperately called her name?

The time where Hiyori would hoard all of Kirio’s keepsakes back in the twelfth division like some magpie, drag them into her room to look at them in secret and wish Kirio was here- or the times when Mayuri and Kisuke were off in their own heads, talking about plans and excluding her out of them- - or the times when her anger wanted to explode out of her as other people made connections and relationships and she was wondering what to do with the one that had severed all contact with her. No letters. No goodbyes. There was no closure.

Just a big empty, Kirio-shaped hole in her life that nobody could fill. Certainly not Kisuke. Not her friends who were busy with their own lives and even… Shinji. He probably tried the hardest… but he wasn’t Kirio. He wasn’t…

A parent.

And then that night occurred. And the night after that. The terrible days where… her hollow ran her synapses through a saw of teeth and said there would be nobody coming for her any more. Her real mother had abandoned her, that was a fact– and her adoptive mother had also done the exact same. And her friends would never come because she had killed them all.

Hiyori was nobody and nothing.

It took so long to fight and claw her way back to sanity. To hold on to just the fact that she was Hiyori- - and she wouldn’t give in. She would live.

And Kirio had not been there for her during that time. Not on any birthday. Not in any fights. Not when they were hunted. Not when they were exiled and disgraced in the living world. Not even when - -

When Hiyori was literally spilling her guts and spinal fluid in Shinji’s arms.

No. Kirio did not get to cry here. She did not get to agree with Hiyori. She didn’t get to… just come in here, like she always stood in the gaping, hollow hole inside Hiyori’s chest and fill it with love and tenderness and… say she was proud of her.

“There ain’t anything left for ya ‘ta do. Why bother checking if I’m alive or dead now?” Hiyori responded, voice thick and unable to raise her volume to the level it would usually go. There was something stuck in her throat. She didn’t know what it was… but it wouldn’t budge and it made breathing very difficult.

“Why bother- after all this time?? If I‌ didn’t matter then ‘ta ya, why bother checking if I’m alive now?! Yer job is protecting the Soul King then go- I’m fine on my own. I don’t need ya ‘ta look out for me.”

So what had moved Kirio to come now?

The girl realised what was in her throat. It was a lump. Staring at the beautiful woman only able to see someone that had hurt her more than any zanpakuto ever could.

But… it was not Kirio’s fault. Right? It had all been Hiyori, fantasising about having a real family. Latching on to the first person that had given her some dignity and food. And probably somehow thinking that that was all it took in this world to make people love you. To make them stay.

Hiyori reached out to fiercely scratch the itching in her eyes. They were brimming with tears that she refused to let fall. But she also didn’t move out of the familiar, comforting touch that Kirio placed over her head.

“Ya ain’t my captain… or my friend…” Hiyori’s voice was cracking now.

 “Yer certainly not my mother… what’re ya doing over here? Trying ‘ta find someone that no longer exists…”

[hiyorisarugaki]

"Here! I made this just for you, dear!" She holds out a large chocolate mold of a cat, with especially angry eyebrows to Hiyori! ( from Kirio )

Dear.

“… Taichou…!!”

Hiyori’s cold lump of a heart melted at the endearment. How many years had she been waiting for someone to call her this? Not in the way Rose did with his fancy language. Or even the way any boyfriend would…

But… like a parent would.

Who cared about hollow and monsters and demons and Aizen’s master plans and everyone’s unkindness and rudeness and starvation when she had someone like Kirio on her side?

The world was okay… when you had parents. These mighty, invincible forces that had a love as constant and as steady as the sun. That would tire themselves out and give up their own youth and beauty and strength to raise their children. 

Damn. 

She hadn’t grown at all, had she?

“I missed ya so much…”

Every birthday. Every holiday. 

Every single day.

She offered the first piece to Kirio.

@royalheavens

[hiyorisarugaki]

"Hiyori-chan! Are you going to show me your Halloween costume?" ( from Kirio)

“Yes, Taichou!” Hiyori replied.

Things were a lot better now that Kirio was around again. Not the way they used to be, of course… but Hiyori was still quite happy with having her mother-figure in her life again. Kirio… was forgiven long before Hiyori knew it, anyway. Now, all that was left was to reintroduce themselves to one another. This new Hiyori with her hollow and no lieutenant badge. This new Hiyori with a fractured heart and bisected scar around her middle. This new Hiyori with all the old love for Kirio in it.

She help up a small, red cloak with a hood and a frilly dress that had a lace up front. 

“I also got a basket so I can carry food and my zanpakuto. Shinji is a dumbass so he’s going as the dumbass wolf who gets his ass beaten by the girl.”

@royalheavens

[hiyorisarugaki]

"Oh ho ho ho~ Hiyori-chan, why didn't you SAY you had a little 'thing' with Shinji-san!!! I'll make wedding preparations right away!" ( from kirio )

“TAICHOU!! I don’t have a thing with that baldy!! I will get married ‘ta a great guy and- OI!!! Captain!! NOOOOOOooooooo!!”

[hiyorisarugaki]

    ❝Hiyori-chan!! I'm so happy to see you, dear!!! How has life been treating you, you're so skinny! You need to be eating more!!.❞ ( From Kirio )

Hiyori had felt tremendously important when Kirio had left her in charge of the squad as a defacto leader and she had done an incredible job. No fights- apart from the ones she had started because those idiots deserved it- and certainly nobody slacking. There was someone so terrified of the lieutenant he had started sweeping the grass, too. The pigtailed girl was sure that when her captain returned, everything would still be spick and span.

Her eyes lit up as she heard Kirio’s voice enter the captain’s quarters - -and the woman followed not long after. Breathtakingly beautiful, as always. Nobody in Seireitei compared to her. Hikifune had a way about her that made everything look incredible. Like a warm, thick blanket on a winter’s day.

From those tender eyes, that always looked happy to see you, to her warmth. No matter how tired Kirio was, she would always have kindness to spare for Hiyori and would listen to her day. Her concerns. Even now, she had just came back but was more worried over Hiyori.

The small lieutenant rushed over to wrap her arms around her captain, inhaling her perfume and looking up at her.

“HIKIFUNE-TAICHOU!”

“I was waiting for ya so we could have dinner together!” Hiyori began excitedly, fanged tooth glinting in the light. She could never stop smiling when Kirio was around. “How was yer mission?‌”

Of course, there wasn’t a scratch on her captain. She was clever, beautiful and strong. She was everything Hiyori wanted to be.

“Have a seat! I made yer favourite - I hope ya don’t mind if I used yer kitchen… but ya have the best pots and I didn’t want anyone bothering me.”

@royalheavens 

[hiyorisarugaki]

kirio just giving hiyori a big hug ~ mama loves her <3

Hiyori winds her skinny little arms around her captain and barely reaches her waist-- but is still happiest with her. She loves her back too.

"Hikifune-Taichou ~♥"

@thyrot

[hiyorisarugaki]

ALL THE SMOOCHES FOR HIYORI FROM KIRIO !!!

"T-Taichou!! I'm really okay! That hollow stood no chance against me!! I did a good job-- " Hiyori attempts to reassure the woman, but her captain's kind hands are running over her little head and her fragrance engulfs her. She smells so... familiar. Hiyori feels safe in those arms and clutches her captain's haori.

There had been a skirmish with some mid-level hollow as she patrolled with the newbies and Hiyori is slightly embarrassed she even got injured in the first place. If it hadn't been for the poisonous suckers on that hollow, she would've got clean away... but instead she's forced to recover in the medical bays of the fourth.

However, beyond that... she's very happy Kirio came to see her. Her little heart could burst with joy.

Every little kiss over her round little face felt warm. Like little spot of healing reiatsu had been applied to that area. She can't even feel the pain any more.