Hinamori woke up in a what looks like a burnt field, from what she can tell from the remains of what looks like a trees. Though still lookashy or probably dead. She looks around her surroundings, lots of sand trees and what looks like bodies covered in what looks like blood. A battlefield? Perhaps a war broke out and she got caught in the middle of it. but then why is there a sword in her hands. Was she also fighting? Did she land on it by accident? Or did she pick it up for self-defence? Or did she do all of this? So many questions yet so much blood. As she tries to get up her body screams in pain! She grunted. Her body aches, as if someone was using her as a pinata! She lays there wondering, but nothing comes to mind. As she hears soft peddling her eyes lookup only to see the outline of a person. Unable to speak or move she looks at his feet. The man still standing there began speaking but Hinamori can't hear a word.

"We still have a survivor" said the man to the silvered haired man behind him. His grin widen, "aaaaaaaaawwwww the sweet little kitty survived that blast, eh, taicho!" he said gleefully. the man with brown hair kept looking at her "what should we do?" he asked, the silver haired man put his finger to his chin pretending to think "we could kill her like we did with all of the other survivors that we found, or... we could take her with us!" he said he almost sounded cheery. Then out of the blue a healer esparta came looking at both the the girl and the brown haired man. "Sir shall I kill her?" he asked. Looking back at the girl. The girl shifted and was trying to say something.

Hinamori mouth was so dry her lips began to crack, if only this person would give her water.

"Hmmmmmmmm she wants to say something" he said he ordered the healer to give her some water. Carefully lifting her up he took out the flask of water and poured it slowly in to her mouth.

The taste of water was sensational almost like a dream. Then the water stopped she grunted in disappointment, but her senses are becoming clear.

"Its been awhile Momo" said the brown haired man. Momo? Was he refering to her? She looked at him puzzled. "Is that... me?" she asked still unable to see his face. The man in front of her cocked an eye brow. "Haha she must've lost her memories or the sun is too much for her, eh, taicho" said the silver haired man. The man in front said nothing. "I think we should keep her ne." Looking at the girl he ask:

"Do ya remember anythin'?"

"No"

"How about ya self?"

"No"

"Nuting at all?"

"No, Nothing"

"Hmmm, how do ya feel?"

"Pain lots of it, but... i feel happy"

"Eh?"

"I don't know"

"Happy ya say, happy!"

"I guess"

"What do ya remember?"

Silence.

"Still nutin huh"

"Who are-"

before she can say anymore she blacked out. "Awwwwwwwww poor little kitty kitty, so taicho!" Walking closer the the man. "Can we keep her she could be of some use for us." The man thought for a moment then unsheathe his sword, and slam it down. He wasn't aiming for the girl instead it was for the hollow. The silver haired man looked at the dieing hollow then back at the man in front. Sheathing his sword "we'll keep her."


Waking up in a room unfamiliar to her, but then again everything is unfamiliar to her. She began to think what happened earlier. Her memory is a bit hazy but the voices were clear.

Momo?

If she remembered correctly is what the man called her and-

Kill her!

They wanted to kill her? Was she there enemy? Or are they doing this out of pity?

The door creaked open, she looked at the door way a man with a skull mask covering half of his face walked in, setting two trays on the table another man walked in. Momo, if that is what she's called, looked up at him. He looked at her and smiled. Momo could feel her face heating up. The man in front notice this and smirked. Momo tucked her head in the blanket, the man chuckled. The skulled face man bowed and left shutting the door behind him. The man in front of Momo took a few steps closer and sat on the edge of the bed. Momo thought the skull man put the heater on high before he left, cause her face is burning up. The man reached his hand out, Momo closed her eyes, and placed his hand on her head. opening her eyes and blinking a few times Momo was somewhat, able to relax. removing the blanket, that was covering her face, she began to speak. "Who are you?" The man replied "Aizen, Sousoke Aizen." Momo blinked. Removing his hand Aizen Leaned closer touching his forehead with hers "its been too long my little peach, my beautiful Hinamori Momo." said Aizen softly. Momo blinked. Peach? Speaking of peaches Momo's tummy began to growl loud enough for Aizen to hear. Blushing madly she buried her face in the covers again. Chuckling Aizen removed the covers and kissed her forehead, "hungry?" All Momo could do was blush and nodded. Aizen gave her some room to get out of bed. He pulled out a chair for her and removed the cover, then sat next to her and removed his cover. Momo was surprised how luxurious the food looked. Picking up the chopsticks she ate Aizen did the same, the silence was killing her, but she has a lot of questions that its best to ask them after dinner.

After the food was done the skull man came back with a kettle. Gathering the dishes he bowed and left leaving them alone. Momo was nervous around him, Aizen grabbed the handle of the kettle and poured her a drink first before pouring himself one. He sighed, Momo's mind raced am I boring him? I guess I was talkative. What should I do? Aizen reached out and put his hand on top of hers. She looked at him then at the hands then back at him. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes told her he was sad. She wanted to cry, too late, tears began to pour. Aizens eyes widen at this sudden outburst "I'm sorry sniff really I am! I don't remember what happened or who am I! Or who are you but- I'm so so so-so-sorry!" more tears began to fall. Aizen wrapped both arms around her "it ok its ok its not your fault don't cry" he said in a soft voice. It took awhile for Momo to calm down and stop crying. Aizen sighed sadly, Momo looked at her lap. "It was my fault" Momo looked up "If only we took your way." Momo blinked "my way?" Aizen took a sip of his tea. "We were forbidden to see each other since we came from different lands, you where born in Soul Society and I was born here in Huenco Mundo." Which was a total lie to bad Gin wasn't here to hear this he would be laughting his ass off. Momo blinked, "Soul So-Society?" Aizen sighed shaking his head. Momo felt worst than ever seeing Aizen like this. "I guess I should start from the beginning" Momo blinked. "I guess I could start on how we meet." said Aizen.

Momo took a sip of her tea and took a deep breath. Aizen on the other hand put his chin on his hand trying to think. Then it came to him "You were running, if I remembered correctly." Momo looked up. "Yes you were running and... I was turning the corner."