Her left side was open to attack. Her sword was held too tightly and with one simple movement, he could dislodge her desperate clinging hands. If she didn't move her right foot soon, he could easily knock her backwards. Her vision would be suffering from the tears pouring from her eyes…
'What the hell am I doing?' Toshiro mentally roared at himself, 'Why am I analysing her fighting stance like an enemy? I can't do this! I can't fight her…I can't…'
"Hinamori! Think about this!" He screamed in desperation, "Would Aizen really ask this of a subordinate? Come to your senses!"
Her whole body was shaking from the shuddering breaths she drew. Momo shook her head in an attempt to clear her head and she didn't open her eyes as she answered.
"Aizen Taicho…but Aizen Taicho wrote it! He said that…that I have to finish what he started…that I have to…" At this she dropped to the ground and yelled in anguish.
'If I attacked now, she would be virtually helpless. I could do an overhand feint, then left backhand and get her right shoulder…What the hell! Stop it, Toshiro! Get it together! You can't attack Momo! She's…she's Momo…'
It was then that he saw Gin's smile. It was the smirk that seemed to lurk in the back of Toshiro's mind, filling him with doubt and uneasiness. It was the devil's face that caused Momo to turn on him in this manner.
'Or maybe it was just you,' His self-doubt seemed to spring from nowhere and his anger halted in shock as he realised there was a grain of truth to it. Maybe she regretted befriending him. Like everyone else…
"Gin!" Toshiro's voice seemed to echo in his ears; almost like he was hearing it from far away.
The air rushed through his silver hair and pulled at his black kimono and haori as he pelted towards the grinning man. In anger, his eyes were blinded to the approaching threat- 'No! She's not a threat!'
Too late, he felt his hand connect with the side of her head. Momo's hair flew wildly as she plummeted to the hard floor and his fingers burned after the contact. He stared in horror at the offending limb and it seemed he only just felt the softness of Momo's skin under his callused hand. Toshiro gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut.
She wasn't an enemy anymore. Now, Momo was simply lying on the floor, unconscious due to Toshiro's fighting instinct. At that moment, he hated Gin; hated himself.
"Hinamori," He whispered, then turned, "Gin…I thought I told you…"
"Oh?" Came the sarcastic reply.
Toshiro slowly opened his eyes and felt overwhelming anger as the sight of Momo's blood, "If you ever- ever- made Momo spill blood…" Now he felt his own reiatsu spiralling out of control, caressing his arms and face as it rose with his guilt, "I would kill you, myself…"
'Looks like I'm a hypocrite, too, now…'
A/N: Okay, so not by best (by a long shot) and 500 or something words is an all new low, BUT I wanted to write something about the end of ep47 or manga…something. But yeah, this is (obviously) Toshiro and Momo (duh) before he fights Gin. Enjoy, I guess…