(A/N: Look at this. My new and improved story entitled the title above. Lol. I'm more confident in this story and I hope you enjoy this first chapter.)

"Hinamori-chan!"

Hinamori Momo got up and followed the path from which the voice came from. She opened a door and stepped in. Her tutor stood in the middle of the room with a sword strapped on her back. Long violet hair was pulled into a high ponytail, an orange full-sleeved shirt covering her chest and black leggings on her legs. A smile plastered on her face.

"Konabaw Yoruichi-san. Gomen for being so late today." Hinamori said.

"Iie iie, you're here now. Let's start, shall we?" Yoruichi asked.

Hinamori nodded. She stepped back to close the door and walked towards Yoruichi. A small blade was handed to her and she immediately stepped back. Yoruichi charged forward with her hands. Hinamori moved to the side and pushed the blade upwards. Yoruichi shifted her feet and moved back. Hinamori panted slightly.

"I brought along a special friends of yours."

The door opened again. Hinamori looked towards the person stepping in. A tuff of white hair appeared, teal eyes peering at her, and a smile tugging his lips.

"Shiro-chan!" Hinamori squealed.

She ran up to him and hugged him. His hands wrapped around her protectively. Oh, how he'd missed her. He snuggled his nose into the top of her head and sighed in content. A week without her had been like hell; he worried about her all day. Just thinking about it made his grip on her tighten. She was his. No one had the right to touch his bride.

"Ne Shiro-chan, where were you?" Hinamori asked.

"I had some stuff to deal with Bed-wetter Momo." he teased.

Hinamori lifted her head and pouted at him. He chuckled at her. He looked at her large brown orbs-deep with confusion and awareness. He smiled at her before giving a slight nod in Yoruichi's direction. She smirked at the young man before vanishing into thin air. Hinamori clutched the back of his shirt in an attempt to get his attention. He scoffed at her ministrations.

He brought his face down to her ear and whispered, "I was thinking we could go out for a few days before I leave."

Hinamori gaped. "But you just got here! You can't leave! We're supposed to-,"

"This is why I'm asking. Let's go out for a couple days." he said.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"Anywhere, as long as it's just you and I."

Hinamori grinned. "The beach! I've wanted to go to the beach since last year. Can we go? Please?"

He nodded at her.

They walked towards the changing stalls on the far side of the beach. They both walked towards their destinations and came out in five minutes. Hinamori wore a peach colored bikini, the top in the shape of a corset with strings behind the neck and back, and the bottoms were tight shorts with ribbons on the sides.

Toshiro came out with blue knee-lenght shorts. He led her to the water and before he could stop her, she jumped in. She squealed at the touch of cold water on her skin. Toshiro smiled at her childish antics. Hinamori uncertainly splashed water onto Toshiro's face before giggling. Water droplets covered his face, making the frown on his face visible.

"You're gonna pay for that." he yelled.

She stuck her tongue out at him and swam away farther. Toshiro smirked and quietly swam after her. You can't win in the water. Hinamori hid behind a rock to rest. In that time, Toshiro went underwater and grabbed Hinamori by her back thighs. She gasped when she was lifted from the water.

"M-matte Shiro-chan!" she exclaimed.

"We're getting out Bed-wetter." he answered.

He carried her bridal style to the changing rooms. Hinamori ran in and took a quick shower before rushing out and running smack into Toshiro. She'd fall backwards if it weren't for Toshiro's hands on her waist.

"Clumsy Bed-wetter." he mocked.

Hinamori straightened up and smiled at him before walking ahead. Toshiro felt a tingle in his hands as he got closer to Hinamori. My hands are just itching to you Bed-wetter. I can't wait until I can. They walked across the street to their hotel room. Both took each other's hands as they walked into their hotel room. People let out squeals when they saw the two walking into one room.

Stop staring before I rip your eyes out. Ironically, everyone stopped staring and went back to their business. Toshiro unlocked the door and held it open for Hinamori to pass.

"Mou Shiro-chan! Stop being a gentleman to me!" she pouted.

"You need to stop calling me that Bed-wetter Momo." he answered.

"The day I stop will be hell for you." she stated.

"Indeed. Stay here while I go wash up." he replied.

Hinamori nodded at him as he walked into the bathroom. When she heard the door close she plopped onto the bed and sighed. Ah, he's making me feel like a queen. Why do I feel like this? He's been my best friend since childhood. So, I shouldn't feel like this anymore but I still am. Hinamori flooded into her thoughts about her best friend.

"Bed-wetter Momo?"

"H-hai?"

Hinamori sat up and blushed as she looked at Toshiro. His hand clutched the towel at his waist and he had smug smirk on his face. Waaaaa! Hinamori slowly got up and passed by him into the bathroom. He smirked as he pulled out his clothes and changed. Fall at my feet Hinamori. Beg for me.

He pulled out a set of clothes for his bride and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Hai Shiro-chan?" she answered through the closed door.

"Open the door Hinamori." he demanded.

"I'm not decent. Did you forget something?" she asked.

"Let's go to the amusement park. I have your clothes." he said.

The door opened and an arm came out. Instead of handing her clothes, Toshiro pulled her out. She same in her undergarments. He spun her around so her back pressed against his chest . In the process, he had handed her the clothes. He heard her gasp in delight with the new dress in her hands.

"Kawaii Shiro-chan! Omo, today's the traditional fest, how could I forget?" she squealed.

Toshiro buried his face into her neck and breathed in her scent. She's heavenly. He resisted the urge to nip at her exposed skin as she was distracted. Suddenly, Hinamori turned and hugged Toshiro. Her arms latched onto his neck and her toes strained to keep still.

Toshiro silently gasped as he felt her covered breasts push against his chest and his hands on her bottom. Damn! Hinamori didn't notice his struggle with his self-control. In a split second, he trapped her between his chest and the wall behind her.

Hinamori looked up at him. "Shi-Shiro-chan?"

He panted. "Why're you doing this to me?"

"What are you-," she began.

"-Your innocent tactics, your smile, everything's intoxicating." he finished.

Her eyes widened. Why is he saying? The dress slipped out of her hands and fell to the floor. Toshiro's breath came cut in ragged pants. Hinamori gripped his face and brought his eyes to meet hers.

"Ne Shiro-chan, watashino koto suki desuka?" she asked.

His eyes clouded at the question, his breathing became harder, and his hands tightened into fists.

He finally answered, "Hai."

Hinamori's eyes brightened. He loves me. She softly smiled and hugged him again. Toshiro shuddered as he felt his hormones rise. I need to get her clothed before I lose it. He gently pushed her away and picked up the dress from the floor. He began to slowly dress her, trying not to touch her soft skin.

"I can dress myself." she whispered.

He ignored her and dressed her like a doll. I'd like to undress my bride than dress her. He smiled as he was done. He was done. He took her hand and made their way to the traditional Japanese festival at the amusement park two blocks away.

"Ah Shiro-chan, that was so fun!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

His arms around her figure tightened and his nose nuzzled into her neck. He felt content like this. He had his bride in his arms, that's all he ever wanted. She giggled as his nose tickled her neck while his hands traced circles on her stomach. She felt at ease within his arms. She was safe like this-nothing could harm her.

"Hinamori." he whispered.

"Hai Shiro-chan, that's my name."

He smiled at her joke. She could be so adorable at times. "I have to get going soon."

She immediately turned around and looked at him with pleading eyes. Iie Shiro-chan! You can't leave, not ever! Hinamori held onto his hands as he explained his departure. So basically, he was returning home for personal reasons. Hinamori scoffed at his excuse. He was lying and it was obvious.

Hinamori stuck her tongue out. Her eyes didn't match her facial expression. Her eyes were filled with worry when her face had a frown. After their one week trip, they were headed back. They had stopped half way and took a break, leaning on a tree. This was the time he was telling her he was going to leave. Why does this feel so different?

"When will you be back?" she asked.

"I don't want to give you false hopes Hinamori."

She understood. At the most, he would be back before the month was over. There wasn't any guarantee he'd come home though. She hugged him as he began to pull away. Don't leave me. Toshiro's eyes softened as Hinamori buried her face into his chest.

"Take me with you."

He froze. No. I want you safe. His grip on her tightened as he thought about the danger of her. He closed his eyes as he felt the need to stay, but he was doing this for her safety. He raised his hand towards her neck and hit her pressure point. Her grip on him loosened and he caught her before she fell.

"Gomen Hinamori." he whispered.

He picked her up and slowly walked towards her room adn lied her down. He bent down adn kissed her forehead before leaving. Gomen.

"Hinamori-chan?"

"Hai?" she answered.

"Your Okka-san wishes to speak with you."

"Please stop being so formal Yoruichi-san."

Yoruichi nodded and smiled as Hinamori got uo from her futon and headed towards her mother. Hinamori gently stepped into her mother's room and waited for her to speak. The woman came from the bathroom and smiled at her daughter.

"Ah, Momo-chan!" she exclaimed.

"How are you Okka-san? Yoruichi-san said you wished to see me." Hinamori asked.

"I'm wonderful! I wished to see you? Hmmm...oh yes! We'll be going on vacation!"

Hinamori gaped. Already? He's not even back yet. Hinamori smiled and nodded at the woman who gave birth to her. Her mother had a habit of informing her at the last minute so Hinamori knew she had to pack. She turned and went back to her room to pack her clothes. She wasn't aware on where they were going, so she just pack half of everything.

After she was done, she went out to find her mother in the car waiting. Hinamori put in her luggage and sat in the front seat. Her mom smiled at the house before leaving. The mother and daughter chatted away until they reached the airport. They were running late but that was expected from all of the traffic they went through.

The two sped through the airplane gates. They were comfortable in their Economy seats and flight attendents passed by them many times. Hinamori didn't feel as comfortable as she used to. Are they watching? Hinamori got up and went towards the bathroom. Hinamori looked at her reflection and sighed. Shiro-chan. Hinamori turned and left quickly.

Hinamori's mouth dropped when she returned to her seat. Her mother wasn't there anymore. Where did she go so quickly? A hand reached out to her shoulder and from reflex, she turned with her in a fist. She stopped mere inches from her mother's face. Her mother looked appaled at her daughter's behavior. In reality, she was grinning inside.

The moment was over as soon as it came. In about a day, they had finally touched down on solid ground. They looked like normal civilians going for a mere vacation but the airport staff they weren't. These two were respected women of the Hinamori clan. Hinamori carried out her luggage to already see that her mother was in a taxi.

How did she get out so fast? Hinamori sat in the back listening to her mother babble about the economy with the driver. Where were they? They were in the states, California to be exact. Through the traffic, they ended up in a decent apartment in San Francisco. As soon as they stepped in, Hinamori fell in love with the interior.

Everything was white except the furniture and carpet. The sofa was a medium cocoa brown and an 'L-shape.' The kitchen was on the right,covered by the island table. To the left were two rooms with closed doors. In the middle were the t.v. and the sofa with the coffee table.

A large window showed the bay and many people on the sidewalk. Hinamori took her bag down the hall on the right and went into the room on the right. The room had a large bed in the middle and a small closet by the door. Hinamori sighed as she sat on the bed. Where are you Shiro-chan? She got up and began to stack her clothes in the closet.

"Momo-chan!"

Hinamori immediately ran out at her mother's sudden scream. Just as she got there with horrible thoughts, she saw her mother at the door with her choes on and a smile on her face.

"Come on Momo-chan!"

Hinamori didn't bother arguing as she followed her mother out the door. They got in a car and drove to Macy's. Her mother dragged her inside and pushed her into the Junior's section. Hinamori looked over towards her mother and saw a white head. Her eyes widened at the sight and she found herself following it. The white haired person began to walk away and Hinamori ran.

Shiro-chan! Shiro-chan! Shiro-chan! As soon as the person turned, Hinamori ran smack into them. She fell backwards but quickly got up and looked at the face of the person. It was a male and his eyes were light brown.

"Gomen. I thought you were someone else. I'm so sorry." she apologized.

The man nodded and quickly left. She turned back towards her mother. Where are you Toshiro?

(A/N: How was it? It was nice in my perspective. It was pretty well written. Lol, my friends really liked and I thought you all would too. Review please! :D)