A/N: Hey there fellow Hitsuhina fans. How are you? :D anyway so this is my new story of Hitsuhina hehe. It's got a lot of swearing in it so sorry if you guys don't like that. It's why I rated it T hehehe anyway I hope you like this story (It's NOT a oneshot) ENJOY :D please please review :D

Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach NOT ME! :D

Full Summary: Momo Hinamori the badass girl in school, Toshiro Hitsugaya the cold, distant but good boy in school. They were complete opposites and fate said that they couldn't be together. So they disobeyed fate. Momo had turned badass for a reason only know to her and a few others. She had turned badass four years ago and felt it was too let to turn back to normal. But is there a certain teal-green eyed person who can change her fate? And both of theirs? Maybe…

WARNING: There is a LOT of swearing so if you get offend by swearing or just hate it in general then you might not want to read this. Also there is a discussion about God, don't get offended by what is said, I neither believe or not believe in God. What is said is purely for the story not for people to get offended by it. You've been warned, do what you want (hopefully it's read my story :D) hope you like it :D XD

Disobeying Fate

Chapter 1: Badass, R.E discussions and Determination.

Info you need to know: Voice over. Thinking. I made up the name for Momo's mother. Ja ne = Goodbye.

Fate said that we were never meant to be together. We were too different. She was the badass girl who didn't have any plans to go anywhere in the future and didn't bother with anything. She swore a lot, smoked daily and did drugs nearly every other day, not to mention she skipped tons of classes and was failing a lot of subjects. I was the good boy, who knew what I was going to become. I knew where I was heading and I tried hard to make my dreams come true. I had never missed a single lesson and I was a straight A student. Yet we had one thing in common, we were distant and cold from others. We didn't really let anybody else in. Except each other. Apart from that though, we were worlds apart in personality and everything. Yet, opposites attract. So we disobeyed fate.

Date: Monday 12th March 2012. Morning.

Place: The Hinamori household.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" The easily angered girl screamed at her alarm clock. Momo Hinamori was your average 15 year old senior student. Except she had hardly attended her senior classes. If she bothered to show up to the exams she would fail. Every time. She swore in most of her sentences. She smoked nearly twenty cigarettes a day, her lowest amount being ten. When she could be bothered or was feeling particularly down she took drugs. She was badass.

She had long brown hair and bangs; she kept it down and messy. Not caring what she looked like or what people thought of her. She had chocolate brown eyes, which she used to glare at most people. She wasn't very tall but wasn't small either, somewhere in the middle. She didn't really have any friends in school. Actually she had none. She used to have two friends, Renji Abari and Kira Izuru but she stopped hanging out with them when she turned into a badass. She used to be good. Emphasis on the used.

So now she had no friends. She was an only child and she lived with her poor excuse of a mother. Momo considered herself to be utterly alone. She didn't have anyone. She hated her mum. So she was stuck on her own. But she didn't care. She didn't let anyone in no matter what. She was her own rock; she didn't need anybody else to help her stand on her own two feet. She wouldn't let anyone help her with anything. She was just too damn stubborn and proud. Groaning she got up and put on her school clothes then headed downstairs to the kitchen.

"What the hell are you doing up so early? You do realise that it's way before noon?" her mother Tora Hinamori, teased. Momo shot her a glare.

"Fuck off" Momo muttered, she really wasn't a morning person. Tora should probably have looked appalled that her daughter had talked to her in such a manner but she wasn't. She was used to it. So instead she rolled her eyes at the swearing.

"Now, now, my little peach you know you shouldn't talk to me like that. I'm your mother after all" Tora said, in a cutesy scolding way. Momo rolled her eyes at her mother. Her mother never got mad and Momo couldn't remember a time when she ever took something serious. She was usually out of the house till the next morning. So mornings was the only time that Momo and her mother actually talked. Yet, it was usually just Tora teasing her daughter and Momo swearing at her. A lot.

"Yeah, my lousy mother" Momo muttered, she thought she got away with it as well. Seeing as Tora continued to sip her coffee and read her newspaper. Momo knew that if her mother had heard she would have looked offended, even pouted. Sighing quietly Momo trudged her way over to the kettle and put it on.

Momo tried rubbing the sleep out of her eyes but even after she was done she was still extremely tried. So when the kettle was ready she made herself some coffee. Nothing like Caffeine to give you that early morning boost! Whilst sipping her coffee she sank into the chair at the kitchen table opposite her mother. She looked at the clock and saw that it was 8.20am. She had school in ten minutes and it was a fifteen minute walk from here, she was going to be late. Again. Oh well, it wasn't like she actually cared. She wouldn't even have bothered getting up this early to go to school if it wasn't for the fact she had ditched most of last week and was bored doing nothing at home. When Tora was done with her newspaper and coffee she glanced at the clock and saw it was now 8.25am. If she didn't hurry up she was going to be late for work! She was a bar maid at a restaurant/pub. Quickly she rinsed off her coffee cup and left it out to dry and grabbed her bag.

"I'm going to be late and so are you! Get a move on! Ja ne, my little peach" Tora said as she headed towards the front door. Momo scowled. She hated it when her mother called her 'my little peach'. It was too young and cutesy for her.

"For fuck's sake, mum. It's Momo not 'my little peach'!" Momo called out to her retreating mother a second later she heard the door shut and she sighed. She had finished her coffee so she figured she should probably get ready for school. With another glance at the clock (8.28am now) she grudgingly went upstairs and got changed into the horrid school uniform. Ugh. She really regretted not ditching today.

Man, I'm so ditching tomorrow. I got super told of for being ten minutes late for registration! Assholes. Now I'm stuck in freaking Maths. My worst subject. If Maths was a person she'd be my worst enemy. What a bitch. Momo thought to herself with a sigh. She had been shouted out by her tutor for being late. Not like she cared, she didn't just stand there though. She had shouted back and somehow refrained from using a swear word. If she hadshe would be in really big trouble. Momo sighed again and looked out the window as she ignored the droning voice of her Maths teacher. She didn't understand maths so she didn't bother to learn anything. Simple.

The class bell rang and she quickly gathered up her things and left. She sighed thankful she was out of that stuffy, boring little classroom. She decided that she couldn't take another forty-five minutes in a stuffy room so she did what she usually did. Ditched. She started to head on towards the entrance of the school but before she got a few hundred yards from where she was previously standing she bumped into something solid. She didn't bother to look at the person. She just felt a flare of anger straight away.

"Watch where you're going asshole!" she said, angrily. Then looked at the person she would probably be punching soon. For some reason she felt her body stiffen as she looked at the guy. He had white spiky hair and teal-green eyes. He was the same height as her, maybe a fraction smaller. Man, he was gorgeous. He glared at her, like she was supposed to be doing to him.

"I think you'll find you were the one looking at the ground not watching where you were going. Not my fault at all" he said his voice cold, harsh and distant. As if he didn't really want to utter a word to her at all. She snapped out of her momentary daze and glared at him.

"Whatever, just get out of my way. Jerk" she said still angry, but this time for what he had said not what she had thought he had done. Truthfully she was embarrassed, so she hid it with anger.

"Learn some manners." He said coldly and walked away. Momo found herself watching him go and then she scowled. Annoyed that he had been so annoyingly cold and rude. Not to mention distant. She sighed, stuffed her hands in her jacket pocket and decided she couldn't be bothered to ditch. So she turned back around and headed to her R.E (Religious Education) class.

"So does God exist? Do you think he does? Do you think that you need solid proof to believe? Do you go by the 'I believe it when I see it' statement? Do you-" Momo's R.E teacher droned on and on. She was sick of his voice. Sick of the Do you? questions. Momo didn't believe in God. She never really did. She didn't believe in some guy in the sky answering all your prayers. Feeling some strong sense of arguing her point of view, Momo raised her hands. Her R.E teacher Jushiro Ukitake raised an eyebrow at that. Momo wasn't one to tend to show to class. Let alone participate in it. Nevertheless Ukitake was glad that she had decided to take pass so he had nodded. Indicating she should speak up.

"I don't think God exists, sir. You teach us and say he's supposed to be all-loving, all-knowing and all-powerful. Yet, why do people continue to suffer? If he's all-loving he would stop the suffering if he's all-powerful he's able to stop it. If he's all-knowing then he knows that people suffer. So if God has all those powers why do people continue to suffer? The answer is simple. God doesn't exist. Otherwise there wouldn't be such thing as suffering. That's my point of view" During her little speech everyone had turned around to stare at her. Mouths gaping. She had said such an inspiring speech that her fellow students started to be suspicious if it was someone pretending to be the badass Momo. But she wasn't an imposter. She had just finally decided to share her opinion on something. Ukitake beamed, happy that the girl had said something so deep and meaningful. Instead of just swearing.

"Brilliant. That's a good opinion, Momo-san. Thank you for sharing it with us. Now let's discuss that opinion. What do you others think?" Ukitake complimented then used it to his advantage to try and get others to participate. It worked, a few seconds later another student put his hand up. Ukitake nodded, encouraging the boy to say his opinion.

"I disagree. If there was no suffering in the world then we wouldn't know how to be joyful and thankful of the things we have. You can't have good without bad and you can't have bad without good. Without bad we wouldn't be able to know what 'good' is and vice versa." Momo recognising the voice looked to her right at the end of her row to see who had been speaking. Her suspicions were confirmed when she saw the familiar white hair and teal-green eyes. He looked over at her, feeling her stare and he just blinked at her. She glared at him.

"Ahh another excellent point. Thank you, Toshiro-kun." Oh yeah. I remember now. He's Toshiro Hitsugaya, he's been in my class since Year 7 now. We're in Year 10 so that means he's been here four years. Momo thought to her as the white haired teen name finally came to her. She didn't like losing in arguments. Didn't like losing full stops. So she put her hand up again.

"Yes but if there was no suffering in the world then the only thing we would be is joyful. If there wasn't any suffering there wouldn't be any pain. Without pain the world would be so much better. Without pain there is no bottled up emotions of anger, without anger there would be no war. So without suffering there would be peace. If God existed then surely he would want peace? Therefore seeing as there isn't peace throughout the whole world God doesn't exist." Momo said. Ukitake nodded, agreeing with what she had said. This time Toshiro Hitsugaya didn't bother with putting up his hand. Instead he just argued straight away.

"But the two things need each other in order to exist. Good needs bad and bad needs good. Besides God can't fix all of our mistakes. Most of the bad things in live are caused by us, not God. God isn't the reason people are suffering, we are. God isn't the reason people are in war, we are. God gave us the freedom to do has we pleased. It's people who abuse it. Just because God isn't cleaning up our mess doesn't mean he doesn't exist." Momo narrowed her eyes at the boy. Damn, was he good at coming up with good arguments. Ukitake smiled and clapped his hands delightedly. The bell rang and students began backing there bags.

"Alright, good discussion class. For homework I want you to all write in your exercise books if you think God exists and if so why is there suffering? Thank you, have a good day!" Ukitake said happily and sat down behind his desk. Students continued to pour out, eager to start there morning break. Sighing, Momo continued to pack her bag and headed out of the door. She didn't even glare at Toshiro on the way out. She had lost the argument; Toshiro had gotten the final word. That bugged her. A lot.

She hitched up her bag on her shoulder so it would stop falling down and headed to her usual break time spot. The roof top. She liked to go up there at break because people didn't really go up there. She was usually alone. No-one interrupting her thoughts. Except now and then horny couples looking like they were eating each other's faces would come up wanting some privacy. But she usually chucked something heavy at them and that did the trick to make them get lost.

She pushed the door open which lead to the roof top. She went to the middle of the roof and dumped her bag on the floor and laid down. She put her arms behind her head and looked up at the clear blue sky. She was bored here. Seeing as she was all alone. But she figured she would be even more bored if she had stayed at home. Sighing she sat up and rummaged around in her bag until she found what she was looking for. Her cigarettes and lighter. She took one cigarette out from the packet then stuffed the packet back in the bag. Then she lighted it and put it in her mouth and began her first smoke of the day. She played with the lighter as she smoked. Flicking it on and off every few seconds.

She continued smoking and playing with the lighter for five minutes. She got out her phone and looked at the time. 10.45am, she had ten minutes left until end of break. She sighed and was about to put out her cigarette when she heard the door open. She stiffened slightly and looked around her to see if there was anything heavy to throw at the possible horny couple which might have just come up. But she stopped as she turned back to the door and saw who it was. It wasn't a horny couple; not at all, it was just one guy. Toshiro Hitsugaya. She glared at him, and inwardly cursed him from ruining her alone time. She didn't like to be around other people. She liked to be distant. She liked to be on her own. Or at least that's what she kidded herself with.

"What the fuck are you doing up here?" Momo said, her voice her usual angry tone. She was an easily angered person. Many people told her she needed anger management. Many people ended up in a hospital a few minutes later.

"No need to swear. I didn't realise anyone was up here. I came to get away" she narrowed his eyes at him, wondering what he meant by getting away.

"From who?" she asked, somehow sensing it wasn't a 'what' but a 'who'. Clearly she guessed right, he narrowed his eyes at her before sighing and sitting down a little bit away from her. He looked out at the clear blue sky.

"People. Girls. After my little argument with you in the class room girls have been chasing after me none stop. Saying how brilliant my argument was and how –" he stopped mid-sentence as if he had realised what he was about to say and that he shouldn't say it. Feeling suspicious and as if the girls had probably said something about her, Momo narrowed her eyes once more at the white haired teen.

"And how what?" she said, her voice deadly and serious. Just daring him to say something like 'nothing.'

"Nothing" he muttered, her teeth clenched annoyed that he went there and said nothing.

"Bullshit! If it was nothing you wouldn't be trying to conceal what it is. Now spill, asshole" Momo said, angrily getting up whilst she said it to make her seem that more annoyed and intimidating. Toshiro just shook his head at her.

"Calling me asshole isn't helping things you know. I said it was nothing so it's nothing. Don't even think about coming near me with that foul stench of smoke from you cigarette and clothes." He warned and she glared at him. She dropped her cigarette on the floor and stomped on it. She picked up her bag and then went right up in his face. She breathed on him. He coughed, trying to get rid of the little smoke he had inhaled.

"Asshole" she said and then walked out of the door, slamming it shut. Toshiro sighed and shook his head. He looked up at the clear blue sky and sighed. Then the bell rang and he grabbed his bag and headed out the door the angry girl had left a few moments ago. Damn, was that girl moody and angry. He couldn't help feeling though that there was a reason for her attitude. He also couldn't help feeling nosy. He wanted to know why the badass girl had turned badass. After all he was friends with her old friends. So he knew that Momo wasn't always like this. So why had she suddenly turned into a badass? That was something he was determined to find out.

A/N: Okay that's chapter one :D I already have chapter 2 ready but I'm not going to post it unless I get some reviews from you guys :D so if you want it to continue PLEASE REVIEW :D thanks :D

Ja ne - Tilda