*MAJOR SPOILER ALERT!!* For those who have not yet read Bleach Chapter 392, do not, I repeat, DO NOT read! You have been warned!
I neither support nor deny HitsuHina. Take mentions of Toshiro and Momo's feelings towards one another as you wish.

In Memorium: Momo Hinamori

So sweet, so gentle,
A pure soul of light.
Awash with betrayal and sadness,
A candle snuffed out too soon.

Named for the peach,
Wielder of the Flying Plum Tree,
A master of magic,
A bright mind,
And a heart of gold.

You followed your heart,
And became a defender.
But you allowed yourself to be swayed,
Taken in by a demon you thought a knight.

You fell for his charm,
Like everyone else.
But unlike the others you thought,
That perhaps he was a man who could,
Show you the path of justice,
The path to defend your heart.

But devotion and obsession,
Furthest things from understanding,
The only true words he ever spoke.
Spoken as he ripped out your heart.

A man of wickedness, a man of grief,
He twisted you about his finger,
Then destroyed you twice.

First by he pretended to be murdered,
Hoping your rage would lead to your own demise,
By the hand of the one who had cared for you most.

Then when it failed,
He revealed that he still lived.
And as you wept tears for the return of your paladin,
The demon struck you down,
A true back stab, but in reverse.

Yet still you clung to him,
Hoping that his true self was the illusion,
Hoping the mirage was the reflection.
Yet though your friends tried to warn you,
Though your dear ones tried to help,
You continued to hold out hope for him.

A nobler deed few could match,
But sympathy is wasted upon Satan.
No redeeming chance for the Prince of Falsehood.

Revelations say that even God has forsaken,
Lucifer, his brightest angel in the sky.
So why, oh child?
Why try to save the soul,
Who has long been without one?

You joined in battle,
Fighting bravely against the beast.
Though you still hoped for him,
Still felt for him,
You did your duty,
And fought till the brink.

But yet again he betrayed you.
How or when we don't know.
All that is known is that he fulfilled,
His original fate for you.
Struck down by the man who loved you best,
The one you called a dearest friend.
Killed by the blow that was meant for him,
The demon in the white coat.

Now all fall with bleeding wounds,
His swords cleaves their flesh.
A moment of rage,
Your dear friend's attack,
Opened all for that demon's trap.

Now you lie bleeding,
Waiting to die.
Your hope and soul shattered again.
Unable to understand,
'Why did my friend stab me?'
'Why must I live amongst lies?'

So now you wait,
Surrounded by your comrades,
All on ground in blood.
While the devil smiles,
A warrior stares in disbelief,
And the ancient one remains unmoving.

Who will destroy him?
Who will avenge you?
Only time will find out.
It is known only,
That your angel,
Must die.

Rest well,
Momo Hinamori.
The demon will fall,
By warrior,
By ancient,
Or by another.
Know that you were not betrayed,
Not by your friend,
Know that he was struck down to save you.
Wherever you are,
Wherever you go,
Know that he did not decieve you.

May is sileo in pacis
(May she rest in peace)