Hey there! That is my first fanfiction here.

But the most important thing is that this one ist also my first english one

because I actually write in german :) So I hope you do not

expect my english to be really awesome because it is not my mother tongue (bu I wish it was).

well, here is the story.

"talking"

'thinking'

Greeting

MOMO POV

I moved my legs as fast as possible forward. I definitely would arrive late. If I would not hurry, I would not catch the bus to my school. That would result that I would have to walk to school and finally enter my classroom by far too late. I hated arriving late. Furthermore, today was the first school day of second year of high school. I sighed as I tried to speed up. I reminded myself of not looking over my shoulder because that would only cause me to trip and just because I started to panic of seeing the bus. I had experience in that matter. My head hurt by the memory.

Finally I arrived at the bus stop, while catching my breath. Other people watched me with amused eyes. A few of them even were in the same uniform as me. Looking at them made me realize that their faces were totally unfamiliar to me. Although I have known that my friends would not be here, I had this small hope. It was not bad to hope, was it?

And there was the bus. Of course, it was a school bus for students like me. As it arrived at the stop with much noise I remembered that maybe in there would be Orihime. Actually, she always took the first one but just maybe she had wakened up too late, too? No other friend of mine came by bus. They all lived in the near area of our school. It was inhuman of my parents to buy a house in the other end of Tokyo. Their poor excuse was that the house prices are lower. Well, that was the explanation I got three years ago. I have not liked the idea of moving but I did not protest. Because of that I changed schools and met my important friends. There was not much to say about my old school.

Humming happily I entered the bus as the last person and showed the bus driver my ticket but he just spared it a quick look. Then I started looking for empty seats. I looked over al rows and I did not see hell brown hair. 'What a shame…' It made me a bit sad not seeing Orihime.

I walked through the rows, knees shivering a little. The bus started moving and I had to stop at the only empty seat nearby. I hold onto the seat back so I would not lose my balance in the moving bus.

"Could I sit here?" I asked quietly and looked over the person, who was sitting at the window seat. It was a boy. The first thing I noticed about him was his snow white hair. As I started my question he moved his head towards me. I gulped. He had stunning emerald eyes. Or were they teal coloured? That question did not fit in my current situation because his eyes were so cold. It made my blood freeze. His eyes were probably as cold as ice. It seemed like a fitting description. So that was the reason why the seat next to him was empty. So my warm chocolate brown eyes met his icy ones.

He looked shortly at me before looking back out of the window. 'I suppose that means I can sit down here.' I sat down. Curiously I let my eyes move in his direction. Again and again. My first impression of him? Well, he seemed to be a cold and reckless person. But my second impression of him was that he looked incredibly cute. He looked like he was quite small for his age, had this snow white spiky hair, which made him look smaller than he was. I smiled softly and looked at another place. It was not my goal to be seen staring. My thoughts were filled of him, though. He was not just cute; he was good looking, too. I wondered if I had seen him somewhere already. I could not remember a person like him at my school. 'Maybe he is new here?' That seemed satisfying. Then I realized something. 'Wait…why am I interested that much that I have just met? That is not normal, is it?' It could not be that after the many years I never showed interest towards a boy, I suddenly started with it. The answer to this question was quite shocking. I definitely was amazed by him.

'Am I too shallow?' For the time left, I was thinking about it. I even did not realize that the bus stopped and pupils were leaving the bus while talking about their summer break. I would remain like this but a voice next to me made me remember where I was.

"Would you move, please?"

My heart started beating faster as I looked him in the eye. Totally embarrassed I jumped up, bowed to him, mumbled a quite apology and ran out of there. That was embarrassing. It was even worse! I would never be able to forget that. ‚Why was my heart beating that fast as I heard his voice? This is impossible…I think I have to make an appointment with a doctor…'

No wonder that I felt relieved as I spotted a certain group of people in front of the board with the class lists. They were my friends. I quickened my steps. 'I hope I can be again with Rukia-chan in one class. 'Rukia was my best friend. Through luck we were in the same class last year. As I came closer, she spotted me and started waving her hand happily and hugged me. In fact, I think I nearly suffocated although I was used to this. Finally she released me.

"We are all in the same class this year! That's unbelievable, right Hina-chan?"

"W-we…we are?" I stuttered while watching my other friends. I could not believe it. That seemed so unreal.

"Yeah, it's Orihime, Ichigo, Uryuu, you and me this year!" She laughed happily, which made me also laugh. I almost forgot why I have been running like a crazy chicken over to them. I remembered because just in the moment I could spot him. He watched the class lists, too. I could not take my eyes away from him. Luckily he did not seem to notice it. His eyes were focussed on the board in front of him. 'I want to know his name. Maybe he is even in my class! Well, he is probably not but it would be awesome…'

I sighed loudly. That was a mistake, I was going to regret: Rukia got suspicious and followed my gaze. Her smile turned into an evil grin and I just knew what has caused this change. She turned to the others.

"Hey guys, did you know? Momo-chan, finally, opened her heart. Let's celebrate it!"

I feared the worst. Honestly.

Orihime smiled sweetly. „But that's wonderful, Momo. "

„Well…yeah…but…" The brown haired girl just did not know Rukia well enough. She would not know what the said dark haired girl was capable of. The Kuchiki could be a devil.

"Rukia-chan, it's not like that," I murmured and looked at the floor. However, my red tainted cheeks were seen. 'Wait…red? But I…' That was rare. It never happened before! Why now? And why in front of Rukia of all people?

"Sure, you don't care…just like I don't care about Chappy."

"Well…" Her words supposed to mean this: a stranger seems to be very important to me and I would like to hug him all the time. 'Well, I would like to hug him but that's because he's so cute! And his white hair…I bet it's soft.' How could I resist him? It should be normal for a girl like me to think like that. Furthermore, I was the young and naïve type.

"Rukia…you overreact way too much. Leave Hinamori with you stupid ideas alone," said a male voice. It was Ichigo. He had silently listened to our conversation and now he had decided to step in. I was thankful. But that feeling disappeared quickly as I noticed them starting another typical argument. That was typical. They often argued over trivial things, if there point of views were different. That was strangely usually the case. Honestly, I think they like each other. From Rukia I have heard that she really likes the orange haired boy and it was just her way to show her affection towards him. I would not dare to ask Ichigo myself about his feelings. He could get really pissed sometimes. It is not liked that mattered, though. I thought they would look great together. They suited each other. I looked around but white hair was nowhere in sight.

"We should go to the classroom," Uryuu suddenly suggested. He pushed his glasses up: "And Kurosaki, I think, you should stop flirting with Kuchiki-san." Without hesitating Ichigo stopped talking to Rukia and glared at Uryuu His gaze said it all. Something like: „I will kill you. " Uryuu was not very touched by it. He as the smarter one just let it pass him by. Both of them seemed like rivals. I did not know what caused them to be like that but as long they did not fight, it should be all right. That is what I thought about at least.

I looked over to my best friend. Her eyes were following Ichigo who walked next to Uryuu. She seemed quite disappointed. I could not explain why, though. It was just that I always knew if something was not like it supposed to be.

"Orihime, we have to talk in the break about that topic..." she suddenly said and took my hand, which surprised me a little. Orihime just nodded. She seemed to understand what Rukia was talking about. I did not have a clue. Was Rukia keeping secrets from me?

Orihime seemed less spirited today. Usually she was full of energy and talked about funny things. Her way of talking made me laugh. I had the feeling that she was depressed over something. 'I should talk to her later…maybe I can help her.'

We arrived soon at our destination – the classroom. There were already a lot of people in there. Some of them were sitting silently; others were talking to each other.

It did not pass a lot of time, when our homeroom teacher finally arrived. I thought that my eyes will fall out thanks to that image of her. Of course, she was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She had the face of a model. Some boys were whistling and others were that shocked that they felled of their chairs. Her chest was pretty big. Not, it was huge! Our teacher looked even like she was very proud of it. I guess that is one of the reasons she kept her blouse not completely buttoned. She smiled in our shocked expressions. She clearly had expected this kind of reaction.

"Good morning, my lovely class. My name is Rangiku Matsumoto. Firstly, I would like you to move the tables together into double ones."

The pupils started moving the tables like she wished. I could not understand what her purpose of doing this was. I mean, we were in High-school. 'I guess she has her reasons.'

"It's your last but one year at this school. Because of this I have decided to help the lazy one ones of you by arranging it like that one smart student will sit next to a less smart one. Easy, isn't it?"

She opened her files and looked into it. It seemed like she had already made the seat arrangements by herself. I became nervous. There was no way that I would sit next to some of my friends. I was not that confident to talk to other people. I gulped.

"Let's see…ah…we start with the first row."

She listed the names in the order of their seats. Many people reacted relieved because they got to sit next to their friends or at least people they talked to.

In our cases, it was like this: Rukia and Ichigo had to sit together in the first row. He was a smart and hardworking student, not like Rukia, who liked to spend her time by teasing him, playing with her rabbit Chappy or going out with friends. It was a mistake of our new teacher to give them the seats in the first row. In case the two would start to argue, which was often the case, it would get really loud and the two of them were hard to calm down. I imagined them learning together. 'That is totally impossible.'

I was a smart student, I knew that. Because of my rather shy personality I could not talk openly to boys. There were few exceptions like Ichigo, Uryuu, Aizen-sensei and male relatives. I wished I could sit next to a girl. I worried about my situation.

During I was deeply in thoughts Orihime got paired up with a tomboy named Tatsuki and Uyruu with a girl I did not know. But her hair was red and short. It was very outstanding. Furthermore, she seemed like the type who did not care about school.

"Hinamori Momo and Hitsugaya Toshiro will sit in row three by the window", our teacher continued, "Hitsugaya-kun I hope you do not mind sitting next to Hinamori-chan. It's just you are new here, so in case you are a little lost I gave you a smart girl as a partner."

I took my seat first. 'A boy! I am paired up with a boy! Okay…I have to relax. Is just have to try my best and my problem will be solved eventually. Let's see…Hitsugaya Toshiro. I could give him a nickname. That would be a great start of a new friendship, I guess. If we were friends, it would be much easier to have study sessions with him.' I smiled happily. I was a genius!

The chair next to me was moved. He had arrived. I took every ounce of courage I had and turned enthusiastically in his direction and smiled as brightly as I could.

"I am Hinamori Momo. Nice to meet you…" I blinked as I realized who I was speaking to. It was the boy from the bus! His eyes were directed at me and I knew that he seemed at least a little curious. I got nervous by his stare. That was the cause of the following nickname:

"Shiro-chan?" It was his hair. It was so white.

Realizing what I had called him, I smiled apologetically and murmured the second time "Sorry". I looked careful at him. He seemed a bit surprised by my words. I think he had not understood me.

"Did you just called me ‚Shiro-chan'? " And then he glared at me. My blood froze again and I got more nervous. Now I had gotten him mad. Just perfect! ‚ I am so stupid! How could I anger him on our first day as partners! '

My cheeks got tainted by a light red as I remembered the cause. His hair was amazingly beautiful. And his eyes were the coldest ones I have ever seen. But he still looked somehow cute. ‚Well, but I cannot tell him that, though. He will think I am crazy.'

"I am v-very sorry!" I stammered as I averted my eyes and started looking on the table. I was such a fool. Rukia would laugh about me, in case she still had not noticed my situation. And then she would rip out every single hair of my head. I was pretty sure of that.

I heard a sigh.

"Hitsugaya. Or maybe even Hitsugaya-kun, if you like. But never call me like that again. Is that clear?"

I just nodded at his declaration and smiled at him. I was grateful that I was forgiven. It made me happy that I had reached something today. It was not like I had made a new friend but I did not made me an enemy either.

I decided to turn my attention to our teacher, who started telling us information about her. She would teach us at Japanese and Arts. She also did a little explaining to each topic. With Hitsugaya-kun around I started thinking that school would be more fun from now on. I would try to become his friend. I wanted to know him better. Much better!

I was not possible for me to keep a distance from him. That much I had realized. I would not be able to escape him. I was caught by him like a fish in a fishing net. The worst part was that he did not know it.

The only thing I could do was to make the fish delicious. But that was something I hadn't known at that time.