A/N So I'm very new to the site, and this is my first fanfiction. I'm not really sure how everything works, so if you have any tips on how to make this look better, or if you see any spelling/grammar mistakes, please tell me. Leave a review or message me, I won't bite.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or its characters. But I wish I did.

"What a strange thing love is," thought Momo to herself as she did her paper work. "It can make people do such strange things."

As Momo continued to do her work, her mind continued to wander. She wondered what love felt like, what it felt like to BE in love. Had she been "in love" with Aizen-taicho? No, it was merely respect for a captain. He was her captain and she looked up to him like any lieutenant would to their captain.

"Has Shiro-chan ever been in love?" she wondered. "Or Kira-kun, Abarai-kun, and Rangiku-san?" Momo thought to go out and ask her friends after she was done with her paperwork. Perhaps they'd be able to satisfy her curiosity.

Momo was done with her work an hour later. She was glad because now she would be able to ask her friends about love. "Who should I find first?" she wondered.

Suddenly she heard a knock on the 5th division's door. It was opened up to reveal a slightly flustered Kira carrying a stack of paper. Momo quickly got up to help him carry the stack over to her desk.

"Hey, Kira-kun! What brings you here? I thought I completed today's paperwork!"

"Oh, these are going to other divisions. I was just dropping by to say hello," Kira replied casually.

"Oh, well that's great because I was just about to find you so I could ask you about something."

"Oh, sure. Ask away," Kira said.

"Well, you see, I was thinking about this today and I became a bit curious. I was just wondering what 'love' is exactly. Do you know? Do you know what love feels like?" Momo looked up at her friend who was much taller than her.

"Love?" Kira was a bit confused. He pondered over Momo's question for a while before answering. "I guess it's a feeling towards someone or something. I can't really tell you much; I've never been in love before."

"Oh, that's ok! I was just wondering!" Momo smiled.

A few minutes later the two said their good-byes. Kira took his paperwork and Momo decided to look for Renji. Maybe he'd know something. Then again, Renji didn't seem like the type to really 'love' someone. "I'm sure he loves his friends, like Rukia! Does he love Rukia?" Momo wondered.

On her way to the 10th division's office, Momo continued to wonder about love. As the day went on, she became more and more curious. "Curiouser and curiouser," she thought. She giggled to herself.

A knock was heard on the 10th division's door later in the afternoon. Momo stepped in and found Rangiku reading a magazine on the couch. Toshiro was nowhere to be found.

"Hey, Rangiku-san! I was just stopping by for a visit if that's alright!"

"Of course it is, Momo! You and I need to catch up!" Rangiku looked up from her magazine. She motioned for Momo to sit down on the couch next to her.

When Momo was seated, she remembered to ask Rangiku her important question. She briefly wondered if it was stupid to be this curious.

"So, how've you been, Momo-chan?" Rangiku asked.

"Busy! There's so much paperwork to do without a Captain to help out! But I finished it today, so I thought I'd stop by to talk to you and Shiro-chan!" Momo replied happily.

"I guess that's how Captain feels when I don't help. But you gotta have fun, too!" Both girls giggled at Rangiku's reply.

"Hey, can I ask you something, Rangiku-san? It might sound childish, but please don't laugh," Momo said.

"I'm sure it's not. What's on your mind?" Rangiku replies casually.

"Well, today I became rather curious. I've been thinking about 'love' a lot today, and I discovered that I really don't know much about it! Do you know what 'love' is like, Rangiku-san?" Momo asked, feeling a little embarrassed.

"That's not stupid at all, Momo-chan. The thing is, love is different for everyone. Some say it's when you care about your friends a lot. Others think it's that warm feeling you get inside when you think about someone.

"I think love is much more than that. I think being 'in love' is when you can look at someone and realize that no one else matters as much as the person standing in front of you. They invade your thoughts and dreams. You can't help but smile when you think about them." A smile appeared on Rangiku's face and she looked down at her lap. (Insert your ship here. Ginran for me!)

"That sounds beautiful. I wish I knew what it really felt like. Do you think Shiro-chan knows?" Momo asked hopefully.

"I have no idea what Captain thinks. All I know is that sometimes I find him distracted with a faint blush on his face. Who knows what he thinks?" Rangiku and Momo giggled.

Toshiro walked in at that moment. "Who blushes?" he asked. Momo and Rangiku giggled again.

"Oh, no one. I was just catching Momo-chan up on he latest gossip. But I have to go now; I'm late for a drink with Hisagi! See you guys later!" and with that, she was gone.

Toshiro went to sit down at his desk. He began to work on some paperwork, and Momo sat on the couch. After minutes passed by, she began to feel a bit awkward. When she looked up at her childhood friend, the awkwardness faded and a smile appeared on her face.

His face was turned the slightest shade of pink. It was so subtle that you couldn't notice it at a quick glance, but Momo saw it. It was there, and she wondered what on earth he was thinking of.

"Hinamori, are you ok? You have a stupid grin on your face."

"Shiro-chan! That was mean! And yes, I'm fine, but can I ask you a question?"

Toshiro was silent a moment before he spoke up. "Sure, whatever."

Well, so the thing is, I was really curious today, and as I was doing my paperwork I started to think really hard-"

"Spit it out, Hinamori." Toshiro said calmly.

"Oh, right, haha. I was just wondering, do you know anything about love? Do you know what it's like to be in love?" Momo asked. She glanced over to his desk.

Toshiro blushed a little harder at the last question. "No, I don't know what it's like," he replied quickly. Momo didn't buy it, for she saw the pink taint spread across his checks.

"Shiro-chan! You know something, I can tell!"

"It's Hitsugaya-taicho! And no, I don't know what you mean!" he replied back in slight annoyance.

"Who's the girl?" Momo asked innocently. She smiled at her friend.

"Hinamori, I have paperwork to do." Toshiro dodged the question.

"There must be a girl! You wouldn't have avoided my question otherwise! Unless it's a boy, I mean that's totally fine if you're gay-"

"Hinamori," Toshiro cut her off. "I'm not gay."

"Oh, well then who's the girl? You can tell me, I won't say anything! I promise."

"Hinamori," Toshiro sighed in defeat. There was no getting out of this one. "Come here," he said.

"Shiro-chan...?"

"Just come here." Toshiro replied quickly.

Momo did as she was told. She got up, and walked over to Toshiro's desk. He stood up, and looked down at her... Wait what? When did he grow so much?

Momo suddenly became a little nervous. Who was this? It certainly wasn't a little boy. When did he grow up?

"Momo," Toshiro whispered. Momo's breath caught. Deeper voice. How could she have not noticed earlier?

"Silly bed-wetter." Toshiro moved closer. His eyes, were they always this green, or blue, or whatever they were?

"Baka Momo." He was so close now. Just how tall was he? 'I need to get out more.' thought Momo.

And before Momo could begin to register half of what her brain was taking in, he kissed her. Kissed? Yes, kissed. Momo wasn't sure what to think, but she didn't really mind what was happening.

She allowed herself to give in. Yes, maybe she would enjoy this. Because she had to admit, this felt really good. Like being on cloud 9. She didn't think she'd ever felt this nice before.

When Toshiro pulled away Momo almost wanted to say 'No!' but she remained quiet and looked into his eyes. This person standing before her wasn't a boy. She didn't quite know what he was, but he wasn't the Shiro-chan she had come to know and love.

Love. Did she really just think that? Yes, she must love Shiro-chan. She's known him for a very long time. But this wasn't just a little boy, this person standing before her was almost a man. Not quite, but almost there.

Perhaps she did love him. Perhaps she had known what love was all along. Love was being with the one person you cared about the most.

"Have you found an answer yet, bed wetter?" Toshiro whispered. Momo smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I think so," she whispered back, and leaned up again for another kiss. Which Toshiro happily returned.