The poor white haired taicho's vein twitched angrily on his forehead, clearly showing a tick mark. He was grinding his teeth, attempting to calm himself down a bit, which was failing. His lieutenant, which he noted might've been drunk, he wasn't too sure anymore, was asking him to have a karaoke night with all the other captains and lieutenants.
"C'mon, taicho~" She cooed. "You've gotta join us! It'll be a blast!"
"What part of, 'no' did you not understand, Matsumoto?" He asked, clearly aggravated. "It's a no, and that's final! Now, get out of here!" He grabbed the brush and nearly snapped it in two with his fist, attempting to sign the rest of the paperwork.
"Fine, be a loner for the rest of whatever life you've got. Just don't come crying to the people who were once your friends about being lonely once it's over with." Matsumoto said with a flick of her hair before walking out. This only made Toshiro angrier, because he knew that his lieutenant knew all of his weak spots. Even his problem with humanity and the other shimigami. It wasn't his fault that he was a person who didn't get along well with society and other human beings.
To be frank, Matsumoto had just given him a 'low blow' as he was sure that's what most people called it.
A few hours later. . .
He sighed in content. Finally he had finished his paperwork, and it was only ten o' clock sharp. What surprised him though, was that he wasn't tired at all. In fact, for once he felt bored and wanted to go out and do something. That was shocking to him. Toshiro stood up and stretched a bit before deciding to get back at Matsumoto. He'd show up at the party alright, and he'd make a hit. Smirking to himself, he shrugged on his haori and walked out the door. Knowing all of Matsumoto's regular party places, he walked into the warehouse district, ready to party.
Upon reaching his destination, he heard the loud sounds of people chattering and some were singing, obviously drunk. Of course. His lieutenant and probably a few other people had brought loads of sake. No wonder his squad's funds were dropping. Rapidly at that. He slid the door open, and everything went silent for a moment.
For a second there he thought that he had something on his face. Of course, he was wrong.
"Taicho!" Matsumoto said surprised. "You made it!"
"Of course I did," He said smoothly. "I wouldn't want to miss such a good party after all. I need a break once in a while, you know? Especially after doing all of your paperwork in one night." The crowd started chattering again. His teal eyes widened when he saw Byakuya completely wasted. Sake did bring out the fun in some people. Most likely those who were calm and collected. Therefore those people were classified under 'party poopers'. He yawned.
He made his way over to the refreshment table, grabbing a glass of fruit punch. He hoped to dear god that it wasn't spiked. He took a sip and found nothing wrong with it, then he felt a bit dizzy. He immediately put the glass down and was hoping that he wasn't drunk. He probably should've brought his own drink.
"Shiro, are you okay?" It was Momo. Wait. It was Momo? What was she doing here?
"I'm fine. Don't worry 'bout me. I probably drank somethin' bad." He happened to notice his slang slipping out. "So, er...Momo. What are ya doin' 'ere anyway?"
"Oh, Matsumoto-san invited me. Now my question is, why are you here?" She retorted.
"Erm...I dunno. Matsumoto was insultin' me for bein' a loner, so I came to crash her party. But clearly, I've failed." He cleared his throat. "We should go up on stage and sing." He grabbed Momo's hand and dragged her up on stage.
"Hey! Shiro! What are you doing?" She asked suddenly embarrased.
"I'm showin' a pretty girl a good time." He replied. "Okay, everyone! Tonight we're gonna be singin' Just a Dream by Sam Tsui and Christina Grimme!" The crowd hooted, whistled, and clapped. Then they went silent as the song began.
Toshiro started the first verse to the song. "I was thinkin' about you, thinkin' about ' about us, what we gonna be? Open my eyes; it was only just a dream." Momo looked nervous but calmed down after her first part.
"I travel back, down that road. Will you come back? No one knows. I realize, it was only just a dream." The peach girl started to sway with the music while Toshiro clapped to the beat.
The white haired taicho took in the breath as he started to sing the next verse. "I was at the top and I was like I'm in the basement. Number one spot and now you found your own replacement. And I swear now that I can't take it, knowing somebody's got my baby. Now you ain't around, baby I can't think. I shoulda put it down. Shoulda got that ring. 'Cause I can still feel it in the air. See your pretty face run my fingers through your hair. My lover, my life. My baby, my wife. You left me, I'm tied. 'Cause I know that it just ain't right."
Together they sang the chorus which sent the crowd into a wild frenzy, loving the duet. "I was thinkin' about you, thinkin' about me. Thinkin' about us, what we gonna be? Open my eyes; it was only just a dream. So I travel back, down that road. Will you come back? No one knows. I realize, it was only just a dream." The crowd clapped to the beat along with a drunk Byakuya and Matsumoto, who were slinging there arms over each others shoulders, rocking from side to side.
"When I'm ridin' I swear I see your face at every turn. I'm tryin to get my usher over, but I can let it burn. And I just hope you'll know you're the only one I yearn for. No wonder I'll be missing when I'll learn? Didn't give you all my love, I guess now I got my payback. Now I'm in the club thinkin' all about you baby. Hey, you was so easy to love. But wait, I guess that love wasn't enough. I'm goin' through it every time that I'm alone. And now I'm wishin' that you'd pick up the phone. But show me that decision that you wanted to move on. 'Cause I was wrong..." Momo started to look like she was actually having fun at this point.
Together they made a good duet. "I was thinkin' about you, thinkin' about me. Thinkin' about us, what we gonna be? Open my eyes; it was only just a dream. So I travel back, down that road. Will you come back? No one knows. I realize, it was only just a dream." They paused.
"If you ever loved somebody put your hands up. If you ever loved somebody put your hands up. And now they're gone and you wish that you could give them everything. Oh, if you ever loved somebody put your hands up. If you ever loved somebody put your hands up. And now they're gone and you wish that you could give them everything."
"I was thinkin' about you, thinkin' about me. Thinkin' about us, what we gonna be? Open my eyes; it was only just a dream. So I travel back, down that road. Will you come back? No one knows. I realize, it was only just a dream. No."
"I was thinkin' about you, thinkin' about me. Thinkin' about us, what we gonna be? Open my eyes; it was only just a dream. So I travel back, down that road. Will you come back? No one knows. I realize, it was only just a dream. Baby, it was only just... it was only just a dream."
They finished with a, "No, oh. It was only just a dream." Everyone clapped and smiled, thinking that the two would make a good couple. Not to mention that they thought that Toshiro had the best voice out of the whole party. The night ended with Toshiro and Momo smiling and laughing, which was something that Toshiro hadn't done in a long time.
The Next Day. . .
Toshiro didn't feel in the slightest bit queasy, but he did feel a certain spark every time he saw Momo after that. He tried asking Matsumoto about the party, but the lazy lieutenant replied with a simple memory loss. Matsumoto remembered everything though, but at the moment she felt that it would be best to not tell her little taicho. Said taicho knew that Matsumoto had something up her sleeve, but of course knowing this, he knew that the lieutenant wouldn't utter a word. And then he confronted Momo about it. As a last resort.
"Momo," He said after a long and dreary captains' meeting. "I don't remember what happened at the party. Can you tell me?" The peach girl felt slightly disappointed upon hearing this.
'So, he doesn't remember us having a good time and singing?'
"Huh? What do you mean?" She feigned innocence. "From what I hear, you're a very good singer, Toshiro." After this answer, the white haired taicho left it alone. And to this day, he still hasn't remembered a thing. Except a very drunk and happy Byakuya.
Noted to Readers:
I've finally decided to start a series of drabbles on my favorite taicho. I did this with Robin from Young Justice. So after many weeks of researching, and by this I really mean watching Bleach and reading other Hitsugaya fics, I've decided to start it. This is the first chapter, and will mostly be centered around the little taicho and Momo. I am planning to eventually get them together, since I think that they're a good couple, no flames please. Okay, well when I come up with another chapter plot, I'll post it. And upon writing these notes I have already come up with a plot for the next chapter. Thanks for reading!
