Author's note: Well hello there! :D Guess who's back with a brand new story? Hah! Bet you guys weren't expecting this ;) If you've read my profile, you would've seen that I had a story that I was currently typing. You Belong to Me. And yes it's another Hitsuhina story! :D Of course just because I'm starting a new story doesn't mean that I'm ending my updates on Beautiful Lie, it just means that from now on I'll be working on TWO stories instead of one ^^. Now a little info about this story. It's not related to anything that occurs in Beautiful Lie (If you haven't read that I'd suggest you read it because judging from my reviewers they said that it's really good :D) So there will be no mentally unstable, depressed Shiro in here. In this one his stoic manner will be more relevant but there is a bonus to this! Now you can see some early on affection rather than having to agonizingly wait like in Beautiful Lie. Anyways, this chapter occurs in their childhood and isn't currently happening, btw Toshiro isn't the small kid, he's in his teenage years (which he looked like when Momo was away at the academy) I'm having her delay in going to the academy so they're older. Momo shall not being wearing that preposterous bun of hers because I LOATHE it, so her hair shall be down :D. The next chapter shall be in the future when Hitsugaya is the Jubantai taicho (10th division captain). So without further adew, please enjoy the first chapter of my new story :)

Disclaimer: Man... If I owned Bleach I'd make sure that Toshiro went up to Momo and kissed her right in front of all the anti Hitsuhina fans.

You Belong to Me

Chapter 1: Separated

"Ahh, Obaa-san Shiro-chan is bullying me!" Screeched a young girl as a small hand fisted into her hair, messing it up in the process. She attempted to push the boy away but he grabbed her cheeks and stretched them in a childish manner.

"Don't call me Shiro-chan." Complained her white-haired friend, his turquoise eyes narrowing in annoyance at the silly nickname. He let go of her cheeks and flicked her on the forehead causing her to raise her hand to cover the reddening spot and stick out her lip in an act of pain.

"Mou, that hurts Shiro-chan!"

Toshiro rolled his eyes. "You're such a baby, Bedwetter Momo."

Momo huffed, leaning in closer to his face. Her brown eyes huge with determination. "I don't wet the bed anymore Shiro-chan!"

Toshiro smirked. "Sure you don't, now quit calling me Shiro-chan!"

Their little argument was interrupted as an old woman walked in from another room, carrying in her hands two small bowls of rice. Toshiro and Momo's eyes lit up as they scrambled off one another and rushed to the wooden table as the elder placed their food in front of them. Toshiro picked up his chopsticks and hungrily gobbled down his food, spattering some of it onto Momo who slowly chewed her own food beside him.

"Shiro-chan you shouldn't eat so fast, you'll get sick."

Toshiro lifted his head from his bowl and gave the young girl a look before he resumed his full attention back to his bowl of rice, slipping more into his mouth. Momo giggled. She was always surprised on how much the boy could eat; she couldn't ever imagine herself eating like that.

Within seconds Toshiro had finished his bowl of rice and scooted off of his chair, leaving Momo all by herself at the table. He smirked when he heard her complain but proceeded outside the cozy home, settling himself down on the edge of the porch.

He raised his head as he saw the beautifully painted sunset, blinding his eyes and forcing him to blink. He sighed in content, cupping his chin in his palm as he rested his elbow on his knee. He always loved watching sunsets; it calmed his icy demeanor and allowed him to relax.

Small footsteps made their way towards him and he turned around to the see Hinamori carrying a bowl full of watermelon. She smiled and placed it down next to him, taking a seat beside him and watching as he grabbed a slice of the delicious fruit and began to chow it down.

Momo giggled before looking out at the sunset and feeling its rays warm her skin. She closed her eyes and let her mind soar as she relished their time together. Her and Toshiro always watched the sunsets while they ate watermelon, it was the one time where they could actually remain in silence and enjoy being with one another. Toshiro actually allowed his wall to crumble during these times; giving her a glimpse of the side that only she's seen. The side where he actually showed his emotions.

Toshiro lifted his head and turned his attention to the pure girl beside him, his eyes narrowing as he studied her. The silkiness of her hair that slightly blew in the soft wind, dazzled by the sunset's vibrant colors. Her lavishly long eyelashes that fluttered open revealing her tawny brown eyes that sparkled with warmth as she would whisper his pet name along her petal-like lips. Her angelic voice that sounded harmonious and sweet to his ears always made his mind wonder what her future would be like. What would she grow up to be? How beautiful would she be when she's mature? Who would be her lover?

He felt a slight pang of jealousy when he thought about that last question. Momo was fragile and deserved to be treated right and with respect. Thinking that she would drift away from him the older she got made his heart beat painfully inside his chest and unknowingly his hand had drifted to hers and he held it within his.

She smiled at the young boy's attempt at affection. She never would've thought that he would go as far as actually showing her physical emotion but she was glad that he was opening up to her. She allowed him to hold her hand and they both gazed back at the blazing sunset as it began to subside behind the hill.

Momo allowed her eyes to wander to the small boy beside her, taking in his features. His soft snowy white hair that displayed itself in spikes on either side of his head. He was about the same height as her, but he didn't seem to be growing very much. The part that she loved most about him was his beautiful aquamarine eyes. They could seem so distant and yet show so much emotion when he looked at her. She loved the feeling that only she could see him like that. It made her feel like she had chipped her way through his icy structure and was finally seeing his hidden self.

His grip on her hand tightened and she turned her head to make contact with those alluring orbs of cerulean. He had the rare small smile on his face and his eyes were burning with something that Momo couldn't describe in words. It seemed like he was trying to tell her something but she couldn't decipher the hidden message that was hidden deep within his crystals.

He sighed and released his grip on her hand, gazing back at the now blackened sky. Stars illuminated in the atmosphere, shining down on the two childhood friends. Toshiro looked from the corner of his eye to notice that the young girl beside him was staring at the twinkling objects intently, her eyes wide in awe. This caused the smile to reappear on his face and he grabbed her hand and urged her to stand up.

"Come on, we'll go sit on the hill and watch the stars." He said, noticing her confused expression. He pulled her along, dropping his eaten slice of watermelon on the ground as they made their way to the hill that was just a few houses ahead. They stopped at the top and sat along the cool grass, their yukata's brushing against the ground.

Momo laid on her back and stared at the stars, occasionally pointing up at one that was exceptionally shiny. She would giggle when he made a crude comment saying that it looked exactly the same as all the others, but she knew that he was joking playfully. He still held her hand even while he was sitting up and she was lying on the grass, refusing to remove the warmth that cooled his emotions.

"Hey, Shiro-chan?"

"Baka, it's not Shiro-chan. It's Hitsugaya Toshiro. What is it?" he sighed, giving up the thought of ever convincing her to call him something other than that stupid nickname.

"Do you think that we'll be together forever?"

Her question caught him off guard and he thought about this for a moment before looking down at her. The innocent look among her face caused him to roll his eyes before turning his attention back to the sky, still not moving his hand from hers.

"Why would you ask such a stupid question as that?"

Momo's eyes lowered in sadness and she was about to remove her hand when he suddenly spoke so softly that if she wasn't so close to his body she would've never heard him.

"Of course we will."

Momo looked up at him and saw the small smirk graze his lips. He lay down next to her and moved his hand from hers to her back, pushing her towards him. She gasped but he silenced her when he placed a finger against her lips. She saw the mischievous look in his eyes as he held her close to his body, his natural body heat warming her up. She snuggled up against his chest, feeling his arms wrap around her protectively.

"Don't worry you can sleep, I won't let anything happen to you." He murmured against her hair, his eyes becoming heavy with sleep.

Momo giggled, her eyes already closed. "Let's make a promise Shiro-chan."

"What kind of promise?"

Momo mumbled the last few words from her lips softly. "A promise to always protect one another."

Toshiro felt her breath even out as she drifted off to sleep and he smiled, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. He felt himself drifting off to unconsciousness, barely able to keep his eyes open. His held Hinamori tightly, loving how she fit so perfectly against his body.

"I made that promise to you a long time ago baka. I'll always protect you."

As the two of them fell sleep, wrapped in one another's arms, two dark silhouettes emerged from behind a tall oak tree. One of them proceeded towards the sleeping teenagers, but stopped abruptly when the one that was still near the tree ordered him to not get any closer.

"Is that the one?" A calm, collected voice came from the shadow that was near the tree. It sounded high in authority as it spoke to his partner who simply growled at the higher individual, ignoring the menacing glare that was evident in his vivid eyes.

"Ah yeah it is. The one Aizen has been looking for."

The obscure man moved from his spot near the tree and stood next to his taller partner, his hands dug deep within his pockets. The moon revealed the two mysterious strangers as they loomed over the sleeping humans. The shorter man looked depressing; he had deep green eyes with slit-like pupils that gave him an intimidating appearance. Teal lines descended from his eyes, giving him the appearance of crying despite his collective stance. His skin was ghostly pale and he had a black hole just above his sternum. He had remnants of a strange skull that was planted on top of his messy black hair with a single horn jutting out of it. His abnormal aura proving that he wasn't any ordinary resident that lived among them.

While the downcast man looked dark and mysterious his partner seemed much livelier and barbaric. The taller male had unusual bright blue hair that stood out underneath the moonlight, his irises matching the spiky mass. He had emerald markings next to his eyes, similar to that of a panther and they glared daggers at everything in sight. He wore a white jacket, similar to his accomplice, but instead his chest was exposed, revealing many powerful muscles. Barely above his hakama revealed a black hole, identical to the man's beside him. He had what looked like a jawbone attached to the right side of his face, where his actual jaw was and whenever he opened his mouth it seemed to move along with the bones underneath the skin.

"Ulquiorra, do we just nab them and take them back to Aizen?" Questioned the dynamic man, scratching the side of his head in boredom.

Ulquiorra shook his head, not removing his gaze from the two resting on the grass. "No. He hasn't ordered us to retrieve them yet. He only wants the girl; he informed that if the boy gets in the way that we must kill him."

A wide murderous grin spread across Ulquiorra's ally's face, his eyes hinting absolute excitement. "Finally Aizen is allowing some entertainment in his plans. I've been waiting for a chance to kill something but he always intervenes, declaring that it's too reckless and unnecessary." His teeth grinded together in annoyance.

Ulquiorra shot him a deadly look, silencing him instantly. "Don't you dare speak nonsense about Aizen-sama. We will attack when he instructs us so. If you disobey his orders I'll kill you myself Grimmjow." His voice was calm yet it had so much power in it that Grimmjow had to turn his head to avoid his gaze.

Ulquiorra turned back towards the two sleeping individuals. "We'll return soon on Aizen-sama's orders. For now, we'll head back and report our observations to him." He touched the air with his hand and mysteriously it began to screech as it split, revealing a pathway to darkness. He walked into the Garganta and left Grimmjow to stand there and take a few last glances at their victims before he followed shortly, closing the portal behind them. Removing any traces of them ever being there.

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Sunlight blinded his vision as he attempted to open his eyes but had to close them unsuccessfully. He raised a hand to block out the light and slowly opened his eyes. He sat up and hissed in pain as the muscles in his back ached from sleeping in an uncomfortable position for most of the night. He raised his arms and stretched, sighing as the bunched up muscles in his back smoothed out before he lowered his gaze, expecting to see his young friend sleeping next to him.

His eyes widened when he saw that her body wasn't beside him.

She must've gotten up before me. Baka, why didn't she wake me up?

He stood up and fixed his yukata before turning back towards the small house, his feet trailing from the weight of sleep that hadn't diminished from his system. He yawned; he couldn't remember the last time he had slept so soundly, he felt completely replenished. He would have to thank Momo later for allowing him to sleep beside her.

Soft cries suddenly sounded from behind him and he turned his head in curiosity. His keen hearing hadn't been turned on yet due to the drowsiness so he couldn't make out whatever they were saying or who it was. He shrugged and turned back to the task at hand, heading back home.

"Please… Help me!"

Toshiro froze and he turned his head again, looking back at the hill where he had heard the voice. Something within him was telling him to run from the unknown threat but hearing that voice made him turn around, unsure on what he should do. His eyes were scrutinizing, trying to see the figures that were beyond the hill, the sunlight hindering his search.

"Help me! Shiro-chan!"

Only one being in the whole universe would cry out his name like that and before he could comprehend what he was doing he was already racing back towards the hill. Something was horribly wrong. Her voice wasn't the joking tone that she used when they played hide and go seek when she pretended that someone was gaining on her. This time she actually sounded like she was in danger.

Damn it, why didn't he notice that she had disappeared sooner?

He advanced up the hill and stopped, looking around for the girl who was crying out his name. His eyes lit up with shock as he recognized her body sprawled on the ground, gripping onto the grass with all her strength as she tried to avoid being picked up by a much larger man that towered over her. She screamed as he grabbed her and tried to lift her off the ground, his eyes seething with annoyance when she refused to let go.

"God damn it stop struggling. I'm supposed to bring you back unharmed and I can't do that if you won't fucking let go of the ground." He snarled as he tried to lift her again, earning him another scream in the process. The man was starting to get agitated at her stubbornness, an obvious vein popping upon his forehead. He raised his hand and placed it on the hilt of a sword at this side, causing Toshiro to panic.

"Momo!"

The man raised his head, shock flashing over his face before he broke out into a wide grin. He removed his hand from the sword and glared over at the boy, his eyes brightening. "Well, well. So the savior decided to show up. Man what a bother, Aizen said this job would be easy. Oh well, one possible threat in the future killed could prove useful."

Before he could digest the man's words he was already pushed to the ground, the breath knocked out of him as a fist slammed into his stomach. He gasped, gazing up and finally being able to see the man's face clearly. The blue hair stood out against the blinding sun and his eyes were like his. Icy and cold, except his had a beastly look to them. The man smirked, revealing his canines that were slightly longer than average as he raised his fist and hit him again, causing a hoarse cry to sound from his lips.

He could still hear Hinamori's cries even after the man batted his ears with his hand. He could feel the bruises that were forming all over his body and they sent him into agonizing pain. He refused to cry, he wouldn't show the obvious pain to the monster above him. He would be strong and somehow find a way to save Hinamori before he lost his life.

"Let me go!"

Those words caused the beast above the snowy-haired boy to stop for a second in his attacks, giving him enough time to slip away from his grasp and stumble down the hill toward Hinamori. He was now aware of a second presence that accompanied the blue-haired man, noticing him reaching down and easily picking up the girl, his fingers wrapped tightly around her wrists as he prevented her from swinging at him. He had a passive look on his face, unaware of the boy that was charging towards them.

"Let her go!" he yowled, somehow finding the strength to send a punch at the white cloaked male, but instantly regretting it as he felt his arm snap under the stress of the bruises that covered his body. The man glared down at the boy, his green viper-like eyes narrowing before he sent a kick in his direction, sending Toshiro flying across the ground.

He screamed when a foot fisted into his back and several of his ribs cracked under the pressure. He looked behind him to see the blue headed man laughing at his pathetic form. He raised his foot and stomped on him again; breaking several ribs and more agonized screams erupted from his throat. Again, and again until Toshiro felt that everything had been broken in his body.

"No please! Don't hurt him! Please… Just take me, don't kill him."

Hinamori's voice broke the silence in the occupied area. He could tell by her tone that she was crying, whispering pleas to the two men to spare his life. He could hear her sobs and he turned his head in her direction, ignoring the pain of everything that was broken in his body. Tears were streaming down her cheeks in waves and he felt his weakened heart hurt from seeing her cry.

"Hina…mori…"

The weight lifted off his back and he saw the man join up with his partner that had grabbed Hinamori. He wanted to stand but nothing in his body would cooperate, he was broken to the point that he couldn't even move his limbs. He just laid there, having no choice but to watch as Hinamori allowed herself to be captured.

"Tch, if you would have let us taken you earlier your poor friend wouldn't have gotten so busted up. There's no way in hell that he's going to survive now." Growled the taller man, grabbing Hinamori as his partner opened up a Garganta. Hinamori turned her head towards her friend's slowing fading gaze, his broken body making no motion to go after her. She cried at seeing the hurt flood into his eyes and watching as he painstakingly mouthed soft words to her.

"Don't…cry…Hinamori..." He gave her a weak smile, before his vision clouded and he felt his own tears score down his face.

"I'll…find…you…"

Hinamori watched as his eyes darkened and all the light faded from his eyes. She cried out his name in anguish as she was dragged into the black abyss alone with the two men. She reached her hand out towards his disheveled body, watching as he shrank more and more as the portal began to close. Her eyes began to close as she began to lose consciousness before she passed out, her last glimpse of her best friend dying just within her reach.

Author's note: Ta-dah, first chapter completed. As you can see, Ulquiorra and Grimmjow are in this story and Aizen as well. Instead of them all being dead I decided to actually place them in the plot line, believing that it would make it more interesting if Arrancar were in it. Anyways I'll try to update this as soon as I can but Idk when I can since I have to work with Beautiful Lie as well ^^. We'll be back in the present next chapter. Will Hitsugaya survive? Please review~ Thanks ^^