A/N: this is an AU featuring Momo and Tōshirō. This is a stand-alone one-shot but it is part of the series of school themed Bleach one shots im doing. It's not really a lemon but it does have some citrus elements.

Usually she didn't really care about the exchange students that her parents fostered for a semester or two, but this one was different. He was really cute and about her age. He had the most gorgeous eyes and that sort of guarded personality that immediately drew her more to him. She knew she shouldn't get invested in him, or foster any sort of emotions where he was concerned but there was just something about him that wouldn't let her do that.

He was staying in her room, which in itself was weird. At her age she needed her privacy but she really didn't care it gave her ample opportunity to watch him and study him. From what she had gathered his parents are Japanese but live in the states. He was participating in this student exchange to attend a traditional Japanese school and get a feel for his heritage. That must be nice.

They had a few classes together but it was like they were in two different worlds. He was so popular, she not so much. She didn't mind because she kind of liked it that way. She got more work done and had excellent grades because she didn't have the distraction of friends.

Sometimes she would look up and their eyes would meet and he would look away an almost angry look on his face. She wasn't sure why he was angry but he rarely spoke to her which was a big difference from when he first came to stay with them.

He was always talking to her, seeking her out in class asking her for help with random things. It had unnerved her a bit because here was this insanely cute guy talking to her like it was nothing. It was weird but it didn't seem to affect him at all. So she became as indifferent as him, she acted as if he was bothering her whenever he asked a question.

Every day they would walk home together she got so used to it that she had taken his hand in hers, he had looked down at her surprised, but there was also something else that had flashed through his eyes. After that she picked up afterschool activities so that she wouldn't embarrass herself like that again.

"Semesters almost up, then you'll have your room to yourself again." Mr. Sousuke the teacher in charge of the student exchange program said as she dropped off the last of the forms her parents had to fill out.

"Yeah, I can't wait." She answered with a sigh. In a few more weeks he would be gone and the awkwardness would leave with him.

He gave her a reassuring smile, "You do a good job Hinamori."

She smiled back, "Thank you Aizen." She said tucking a few loose strands behind her ear. He was a friend of her fathers who routinely came over to check on the new students.

"Am I interrupting?" Tōshirō asked from the door way his arms crossed in front of him, he glanced between the two of them suspicion shone clearly in his eyes.

"I should get going." Hinamori gave a short wave and walked past him without making eye contact. For some reason they never got along, but maybe that was just his nature he had no respect for authority. Then again if she was as rich as him she would probably be the same way.

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Finally that was over. She had spent the last hour and a half swimming from one end of the pool to the other. There was going to be a swim meet in a few weeks so the coach was practically killing them three days a week at practice. She was so tired all she wanted to do was go home, jump into bed and sleep the entire night and maybe half of the next day.

She didn't really have any plans for the weekend, she usually just studied or helped her mother around the house. That wasn't the best way to spend a weekend but she was content to do it because she never really got to spend much time with her mom during the week.

"I'm home." She called out as she closed the door behind her. The house was quiet, maybe her parents had to work late. Usually the house would be alive with sounds from the television or her mom and dad discussing that day's events. Oh well, that gave her more time for herself.

The bedroom was empty too but she could hear the shower running. She debated on whether to go use the one in her parent's room or waiting for him to be done. Just as the thought went through her head the water shut off. She wouldn't have to wait that long anyways. She pulled out her pajamas and took off her wet clothes that seemed to suck out all the moisture from her swimsuit.

The door to the bathroom opened and Tōshirō walked out in just his boxers towel drying his hair. He didn't seem to notice her standing in the closet. He had a great body but a really shitty attitude, the two didn't make for a good combination.

"Are you finished with the bathroom?" she asked heading towards it.

He frowned as he turned in her direction, "your home late."

And, what does that have to do with you? She wanted to say but she didn't, instead she just shrugged her shoulders. His eyes traveled down from her face to her almost bare shoulders, the rise of her breast and then the high rise cut of her swimsuit bottom. She shifted uncomfortably beneath his gaze. "I had practice didn't feel like changing at school." She volunteered although she didn't know why.

"Did you walk home like that?" he questioned taking a step towards her, unconsciously she took a step back.

"No, my uniform was wet." Again she didn't know what was propelling her, why she was explain herself to him. It wasn't like it was his business, if she wanted to run down the streets naked no one could stop her. Although that was not something she would do by any means.

"So you decided to take it off out here." Again he took another step, she mimicked him taking a step back. Before she knew it her back was against the wall and he was standing right in front of her his piercing turquoise eyes glaring down at her. "Knowing that any moment I would be walking out of the shower."

"What?" she asked incredulously, he thought she did it on purpose? Why had she taken off her uniform? She had unconsciously done so just wanting the feel of the damp clothes to be gone. She hadn't really thought of him coming out of the shower and seeing her nearly naked.

It was only then that she realized how it must look to him. It must appear that she was doing it on purpose to try and seduce him. She hadn't even thought of that.

"I didn't, I wasn't thinking about that." She murmured looking away.

"That's not how it looks." He was closer now, she could feel the fan of his breath against her cheek. "All you had to do was ask." He whispered in her ear as one of his hands dropped to her butt and pulled her flush against him.

"That's not—I don't want …. Oh…" she breathed out as she felt his hardness pressed against her. Her eyes widened but she didn't dare look at him. How had she gotten into such a mess? One moment she had been worrying about where her parents were and then the next she was cornered with his dick pressed against her.

"Is this how you seduce men? With your little innocent act?" he was peeling down the strap of her swimsuit, before she knew it she was standing bare chested in front of him. "Perfect." he said as he captured her nipple between his lips. He suckled it gently, laving it with his tongue.

She didn't have time to comprehend what he had said, all she could feel was the strange sensation that had curled up in the pit of her stomach. It was weird yet exhilarating at the same time, she had never imagined that this would be happening.

His hands skimmed down her sides pulling her swimsuit with them. His mouth followed suit kissing every inch of naked skin. Momo closed her eyes to fully experience the feel of his lips. It was a delicious wonderful feeling so much so that she was lost in it. She didn't realize just where he was heading or just what he was planning until he was there. Her eyes snapped open and her knees gave way as his mouth buried between her legs.

"to-Tōshirō" she moaned her hands burying into his wet hair. Half-heartedly she tried to stop him but her body felt completely numb like she had no control of it. "Nooo..." she managed to whisper as he pulled her hips closer.

His mouth was everywhere exploring her wetness with quick strokes of his tongue, he used his fingers to pull apart her wet lips before sucking her clit into his mouth. That did it, her body crumbled over his as he continued to alternate between licking and sucking her clit.

Her hips moved as if on their own yearning for more. Momo moaned loudly as he slipped two fingers into her thrusting them in sync with the sucking of his mouth. She felt like she was spiraling out of control, like she was standing dangerously on a precipice that any moment she would fall off.

In an instant it hit her hard and she cried out as her body finally gave in to the mounting pleasure convulsing and shuddering as ripples of orgasm spread through her body. Tōshirō didn't pull away until she ceased the grinding of her hips, she fell back limp her body felt completely satisfied.

She didn't know how long she was standing there trying to get her breathing in check but when her eyes opened Tōshirō was standing in front of her completely naked. As if on instinct her eyes traveled down to where his boxers had been, she quickly glanced away a feeling of apprehension washing over her.

Were they really going to do it? "Don't be afraid." He said gently turning her head to face him. He leaned in tentatively placing a kiss to her parted lips, "I'll be gentle with you." He whispered when the kiss ended. Momo didn't know what to say but her body seemed to, she felt herself drifting with him towards his bed.

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If it had been awkward before now it was just unbearable. She avoided him like the plague spending her nights in the den falling asleep on the couch. Her mom asked if something had happened between the two but she couldn't let her know that they had slept together.

What had made her just freely let him take her most precious gift like that? He had been gentle with her whispering sweet things in her ear. He kept telling her how beautiful she was, how perfect she was and like an idiot she had believed him.

When she had awoken the next morning he was still lying next to her, it was only then that the magnitude of what she had just done hit her. What was she doing? In a few days he would be leaving for the states, where his real home was. She had gotten so caught up with how cute he was, and how good he made her feel.

That's when she decide to cut all ties with him, better her doing it then having him to do a few days later. This way it wouldn't hurt as much. She rejected him not the other way around. Well she could chalk this horrible situation up to hormones. She had never been seduced before how was she expected to resist someone like him?

He had tried to talk to her a few times, he had something important to say to her supposedly. Well she didn't want to hear that. Whatever it was she had a suspicion as to what he wanted to say. If she just ignored it in a few days it would disappear and she could get on with her life.

As if that was possible, something about him had drawn her in and now he had completely taken over her heart. When they had had sex it only drove the point home deeper, it was more than a little crush it was more than simple puppy love. Which sucked for her, she needed someone to talk to someone who could help her make some sense out of this confusing plight.

Momo paused just outside Mr. Sousuke's office, there was someone else in there already. She could partially hear their conversation, it sounded as if he was being accuse of some kind of inappropriate conduct with a student.

"I am a guidance counselor that is all. If a student comes to me with problems I help them deal with it. I may get an errant hug but that is the extent of the physical contact." As always Aizen was calm and his voice reassuring, he was a pillar of support and understanding for teachers and students alike.

"I'm talking about your off campus interaction." The person said his voice sounding muffled.

"That is completely different, when I'm off campus I am a man first, then a teacher. I can conduct myself in any manner I please. If I have a student as a lover as long as it's not affecting me at work I will continue to have her as my lover."

"You can fuck whoever you want, just keep your hands off of her. She trusts you and looks up to you, why I do not know. You are as slimy as they come."

"Your impression of me seems a bit jaded." Aizen answered laughing as if he had made a joke, "or maybe it's spot on. I do have an inclination to girls who I perceive as corruptible. It's a little game to me, when can I push it to the next level… when will she give herself to me. It's exciting."

For a moment everything was silent and then she heard sounds of a scuffle, something fell to the floor and that was when she decided to leave. She didn't really want any trouble, especially at the end of the semester.

A strange feeling started to build at the pit of her stomach, after hearing Mr. Sousuke say such things she was seeing him in a different way. So he purposely preyed on young girls? It was like some sort of sick game to him. And all this time she thought he was such a caring and compassionate person.

Momo quickly made her way home, she felt completely lost. She had no one to talk to, to let out all these feelings that were trapped inside of her. "I'm home!" she called out but was greeted by silence. Well at least Tōshirō wasn't home, she could get a quick shower in her own room before retiring to the den.

She took her time taking a long bath trying to relax her stressed nerves. The water lapped at her skin soothing and lulling her into a light nap. When she woke up she wasn't sure how much time had passed by but the water was bone-chilling cold. She quickly got out and dried herself putting on her clothes she brushed her long hair before putting it up in a high pony tail.

She opened the door and was surprised to find Tōshirō sitting on her bed his head bent. "Oh you're home, I must have slept longer than I thought."

He looked up and she unconsciously took a step forward, "what happened?" he had a cut above his eye and she just noticed that his hand was bandaged and his school uniform was a mess.

"Nothing." he responded rising to his feet.

"You got in a fight?" she quickly went to her desk where she had her first aid kit. "Why would you do that? You could get suspended and you won't pass this semester."

"I could care less about passing this semester." He was heading towards the bathroom but she stopped him grabbing onto the sleeve of his shirt.

"That is a nasty cut, you should take care of it. I'll help you." She began to gently clean the dried blood and apply antiseptic to the wound. "If you fail this semester, coming here would be a waste."

Tōshirō sighed and for a moment her hand just hovered next to his head, "It wouldn't be a waste… Let me be honest with you. I don't need these credits, I've graduated already." This time he took a step away from her.

"What do you mean you already… graduated?" She knew she must look foolish, her hand still stupidly hovering high her mouth no doubt hanging open.

"I'm 23 years old Momo, I've completed all my schooling in the States." He answered somewhat reluctantly.

"Then why are you here? Why are you pretending to be a student?" she asked incredulous, so what does this all mean? He looked young, at first she had thought that maybe he was younger than her, but now he was saying he was five years older than she was.

"Let me ask you this first. What is going on between you and Aizen?" his facial features where calm but his voice held a bite of anger.

"Nothing, he's the guidance counselor and a family friend." Something she was feeling really iffy about right now, did her parents know his true nature?

"Is that all?"

"Well what do you want me to say? 'Yeah I blew him?'"

"Did you?" he asked for a moment that cool façade of his slipped away giving way to anger.

"No, he's a teacher…" she said as if that explained everything.

"Teachers fuck students all the time." He was angry and he was cornering her again. "He is still a man. He may smile at you but given the chance he would devour you. His kindness s just a prequel, a way to earn your trust."

"Oh like what you did." He wasn't the only one that could get angry. After the past few days of awkwardness and him ignoring her how was he any different? He had sex with her, took her virginity and then it was as if she was nothing.

"Like what I did?"

"Oh don't act confused. You got what you wanted." stupidly she felt tears prickling at her eyes. Why did she even care about him? She thought they had shared something special, maybe that they would be together.

"No I haven't, not yet." He countered, he was right in front of her now, those deceiving turquoise eyes locked with hers.

"What else do you want from me? You've taken the only thing actually worth something." She yelled out in anguish. Why even fight it? She let the tears that she had been holding back fall freely down her cheeks. He would be gone forever tomorrow, her shame and embarrassment with him. He probably wouldn't even remember the stupid naïve girl who gave him her virginity on an obscure trip to his homeland.

She had been so stupid to develop feelings for him, even though she knew what would happen. It was all on her, he would return home and she would be there pinning away for someone who didn't care about her at all.

She was blubbering like a big baby, giving way to all the sadness that had crept into her at the thought that she would forever be trapped in this one-sided love. "Don't, cry Momo." He whispered next to her, when had he gotten so close? "I wasn't trying to hurt you." He seemed to soften, all traces of anger or coldness was wiped away. "This isn't how it was supposed to go."

What did that mean? Momo pulled away from him trying to reign in her emotions. She took several deep breaths trying to calm herself. Tōshirō ran a hand through his wild hair and turned away from her trying to compose his thoughts.

"I shouldn't have yelled at you. You are too trusting of everyone, you can't see it because you aren't looking for it." was he talking about Mr. Sousuke? "I see the way he looks at you, the moment I met him I knew there was something devious about him." He sat back in the desk chair and looked over at her.

"I didn't know if maybe there was something going on between the two of you, it made me angry to think that I had lost you."

"Lost me? I didn't even know you." Momo said wrapping her arms around herself.

"I realized you wouldn't remember. This was the first opportunity I have had to actually talk to you or touch you. Every time my father traveled back to Japan I would tag along and watch you from afar. I must not have made as big an impact on you as you did on me."

"What are you talking about?" she hadn't met him before, she was drawn to him but that wasn't because he was familiar, there was just something she couldn't explain that lulled her into his little trap.

"You were young maybe about seven when I first met you. I was a selfish little brat then used to getting my way with everything. You didn't jump at my every command and for once I was not the center of the world. You ignored me like I was just another kid and irked me."

"That was you…?" she had faint memories of her childhood. Her mother had worked for a large corporation and frequently she was dragged along to parties or meeting. She had been pretty much the only kid there except for a young boy that was so cold and stand-offish. Everyone catered to his every need and he seemed to enjoy it, bossing people around.

"I suppose I remember more because I was older than you. I was caught in your trap from the moment you started ignoring me. I did everything I could to make you like me, then we started to get along and I always was waiting for my next chance to see you. But then my father decided to try and grow the corporation and expand it to foreign countries. We left and I had no chance to say goodbye."

He sighed, "every time I came back you were more beautiful than before, you had blossomed into a woman. A woman that most likely didn't remember me. Your mom was the only contact I had here and she came up with this little scheme. She told me about the foreign exchange program that she participated in and said it would be a good cover for me. I jumped at the chance to be near you, to talk to you again. When I was finally here it was awkward at first, which I expected but I didn't know how to deal with that awkwardness and I suppose I went overboard."

"So my parents knew…?" what else did they know that she was not privy to?

"Yeah, I began to realize that maybe you had already found someone to love. I saw the way Aizen looked at you and I thought maybe you reciprocated his feelings that is why you were so cold to me. It irritated me to see how easily you two talked, and when you spoke to him using his first name I knew I was out of time."

"Time for what? What are you saying Tōshirō? I didn't see Mr. Sousuke as anything but a friend."

"I know that now. After we made love I realized that you were a virgin and it was time that I came clean. I had fully planned to explain everything that Saturday, but you distanced yourself completely, I had no chance to talk to you, to apologize for forcing you into that situation."

"I thought you were going to reject me. If I stopped talking to you and I was the one that ended things it would be easier on me once you left." She paused wondering if she should tell him what was really floating around in her mind. "I thought I could definitely forget you, somehow force myself to forget that I loved you."

"I was afraid you were rejecting me. I planned to leave tomorrow to give you a chance to find your happiness since I obviously was not t for you. Before I left though I wanted to get to the bottom of everything with Aizen so I confronted him about it." he chuckled his bandaged hand briefly going to the cut above his eyes.

"That was you? I went to talk to him and I heard part of your conversation. I had no clue that was his true nature. You didn't have to fight him… you hurt yourself because of me."

Tōshirō smirked, "don't feel bad for me I was the winner. When he said that stuff about corrupting girls all I could think about was him polluting your mind, degrading your innocence into something filthy. He deserved it."

They were silent for a moment, him not quiet meeting her eyes her lost in the bum rush of thoughts and information that he had just given her. "So where do we go from here?" she asked. She had let her love known but he had only hinted at the feelings that he had for her.

"I want to be with you Hinamori, if it isn't clear already from all this. I love you."

She loved him too but their lives were different. His family was in the States, he was going to be leaving tomorrow. Did he want her to come with him? What about her family what about her schooling? She didn't think she would be able to survive in another country. "What about your life in the States? Don't you have to go home?"

He pulled her into his arms and sat back on her bed. "I am home. I will be running the Japanese branch of my father's business, so I don't ever have to leave."

Momo's eyes searched his face, he was smiling and in an instant a memory of Shiro flashed in front of her eyes. "Shiro-chan." She whispered remembering the nickname that she had always called him. Even then he had had the most striking features, stark white hair and piercing eyes.

"yeah." He leaned down and kissed her lips, "it's me Momo." He kissed her again "Say that you love me. Let me hear it from your lips."

Momo reached up and buried her fingers into hair, "I love you Tōshirō." She whispered planting her lips against his. "Always and forever."