Slip of Fate
Summary: One little slip can lead the fate of a cold hearted kid and a baka bed-wetter [ya I know the summary sucks, but this is my first hitsuhina one-shot]
The young Hinamori fuku-taicho was walking through the 10th division with a large stack of papers for Hitsugaya taicho.
"Ohayo, Hinamori fuku-taicho."
"Ohayo, Mitsuki-san."
Momo continued to walk down the hallway to Toshiro's office. Unfortunately, some baka shinigami [who shall not be named] forgot to put a wet floor sign in the hallway. Momo slipped and the papers scattered in every direction.
"Iitai"
"Baka, what are you doing?" Hinamori yelped in surprise at the sound of Toshiro's voice.
"Mou…. Shiro-chan, don't scare me like that." She winced in pain as she tried stand up. Her ankle was hurt badly from the fall.
"Oi, Hinamori are you okay?"
"Hai, daishobou Hitsugaya-kun."
He could easily tell she was lying. Toshiro scooped Hinamori up in his arms [bridal style] and started to walk out of the 10th division.
"Shiro-chan, wait a minute."
"I'm taking you to the 4th division and it's Hitsugaya-taicho."
He continued to walk through the 10th division despite the confused looks of his fellow shinigami. Many awed a cute site between the two childhood friends, but quickly turned away fearing their taicho's cold demeanor. Hinamori started to clutch on Toshiro's haori. She buried her head in his chest and stared to cry.
"Hinamori, what's wrong."
"Gomenasai Hitsugaya-kun, for making you worry."
"Momo, I worry because I care about you." Momo's eyes widen at hearing her name. Toshiro hadn't called her that since they lived together with Granny.
"Arigotou, Shiro-chan, Hinamori said." As she lifted her head to kiss him on the cheek, Toshiro had turned his head. Their lips met and not to far away there was a jump for joy.
"Yosh, Taicho, said the devious fuku-taicho Rangiku as she snapped a picture."
Just wait until Kira and Hisagi see this, she thought.