AN: LOL I had time off of doing homework one day (that never happens) and I was like, hey why don't I start a collection of HitsuHina one-shots like Kyou did with SatoDai? And look, here it is- the first cute itty-bitty chapter. Why did Kisa write this? For people who love the OBVIOUS relationship between Shiro-chan and Bedwetter Momo.

Disclaimer: Does it look like I own Bleach?

If You Are a Dreamer...

Toshiro Hitsugaya was snoozing on top of the roof. Of course, the roof he was sleeping on was his office roof. Why would he go somewhere else? Not like the captain of the 8th division, Shunsui Kyōraku. Well... maybe it was a bit normal for you waning to go sleep somewhere you didn't work, but Toshiro was way too tired to go anywhere else. Besides, he had nice dreams when he slept in that particular spot. The only problem was that he tended to talk in his sleep a bit, and that proves fatal to a captain. Why? They could reveal hidden secrets. In Toshiro's case it could reveal something even he wasn't even sure about… maybe him being in love with a certain someone…

Matsumoto was planning on taking a short stroll before finishing the few papers that were left on her desk. That was the plan until she heard someone murmuring on top of the roof. Matsumoto stopped in her tracks as she was walking out the door.

"What in the world...? Maybe I should go see..." Matsumoto jumped up on the roof to find her little captain dozing the day away. She stood stock still for about five minutes. What was her captain doing here? He rarely lets anyone see him sleep. As she stood, quizzically watching her friend, she heard something rather odd come out of his mouth.

"…mmm. Pea..." Matsumoto, not quite hearing him clearly, bent her head down in front of his face to hear what he said. Ironically enough, he repeated it. "….like peaches. There's one specific one I..." He paused for a moment and continued. "…like… though… it's not a fru..." He turned to his side. Matsumoto frowned as she went around again to hear him. "…Momo is the one I-"

BONG BONG BONG BONG BONG.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Matsumoto screamed as she literally dove off the roof before her captain woke up, fearing that he might freeze her to death for waking him up. Unfortunately, there was a pile of wood where she landed. Ah, she thought dryly. I have a fifty percent chance of dying anyways. Toshiro awoke from his slumber and got up slowly, looking for the source of the bonging. It just ruined a nice dream he was having…

There. It was Yachiru. She was ringing a bell and holding it before that thing Ichigo Kurosaki called a megaphone.

"Set upon frozen heaves…"

Momo awoke with a start. She was sleeping under a tree, and she could have sworn that she heard something bonging... at any rate, it had disturbed her wonderful dream of this snow-covered plain with To-

"Waah!" Momo got up and ran to the source of the cry.

"Yachiru-chan! What's wrong?" she asked, but then she saw the answer. Yachiru was holding something called a -what was it again?- megaphone and a bell. They were both frozen and now completely useless.

"Peachy-chan! Whitey-chan is so mean! Wahh…" Yachiru ran toward her division throwing her stuff on the floor where an unsuspecting Ikkaku would fall over them later. Momo looked up at the roof and saw a familiar white head. With a smile on her face, she climbed up to sit with him.

Toshiro lay down with his eyes closed, thinking about his dream. Was it one of those fortune telling dreams? That would be too weird. Maybe he will just act upon his dream anyways...

"Hitsugaya-kun? Are you awake?" a sweet voice asked.

"Mmm? Hinamori-san? Is there something you want?" "Uh… actually… there is something I want to talk to you about…" Toshiro opened his eyes and sat up.

"Good. Because I have something I want to talk to you about." Momo sat down next to him fidgeting.

"Oh, okay. You go first then."

Toshiro smiled warmly. "Are you a dreamer?"

"Oh, well… what?!" Momo exclaimed. Oh my God… that was from my dream! He said that to me in my dream! This has to be some sort of coincidence.

"I asked if you were a dreamer." Momo was blushing like mad. She felt the red creeping on her face so she turned away from him.

"Well… if you're not, I am." Momo turned around.

"Huh?"

"I said I'm a dreamer. I'm dreaming of you, Momo," he said confidently. Momo didn't know what to say. "And I have a weird feeling that you were just dreaming of me right now too, huh…"

"What?! NO- I mean… uh- you are right but…stop, Toshiro, how could you not be embarrassed?!" she stammered.

Toshiro answered without missing a beat. "Because I'm the icy captain, remember? Even I am a dreamer." Momo looked at him. Then she gave him her own warm smile.

"Then… so am I. I dream of you…Toshiro."

It was late afternoon when Matsumoto pulled herself out of the pile of wood. She wondered how long she had been out.

"Oh, God, there are splinters in my hair! Maybe I shouldn't have taken such a drastic attempt to get out of there..."

A voice startled her. "Matsumoto… have you finished your paperwork?" She stood and saw her captain arm in arm with Momo.

"Rangiku-san, what happened to you?" Momo exclaimed worriedly. Before Matsumoto could think of a fake answer, Toshiro interrupted her.

"Well, as long as you're all right. I already did your extra paperwork because I am in a good mood, but I won't ever do that again. I'll be back later, got it?" With that, he and Momo walked off. Matsumoto watched them go. All this happened when she passed out on a pile of wood?

"Damn, I missed a lot." As she spoke, she caught a glimpse of Ikkaku tripping over the frozen megaphone and bell.

End note: Yay! Done with the first one. Oh, by the way the thing that inspired this was Shel Silverstein's "If You Are a Dreamer" poem. Written in about half-an-hour.