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Mine

It is that weird voice again, coming out of nowhere. He cannot see a thing, nothing except for the fog that is covering the entire vicinity. He tried to move from where he is; one dainty step at a time.

'Master'

He turned his head left and right, eager to find the voice.

"Who are you?"

A strong gush of wind blew so strong that his face feels sore. He tried to block it with both of his arms.

"Ahh! Obaa-san! Momo!"

"Shiro-chan!"

Hinamori Momo's face is laced with worry as she shook the little child vigorously to wake him up.

She was about to scoop steamed rice into their respective bowls for breakfast when she heard her friend scream her name. Without wasting any second, she immediately dropped the bowl and the wooden ladle that she is holding to be at her friend's side.

"AH!"

"Shiro-chan! Shiro-chan!"

The white haired boy finally opened his eyes, the rise and fall of his chest faster than the usual. He sat up immediately and looked around, his stance alert and seeking.

"That was just a bad dream?"

Momo creased her brows in worry, frowning.

"Yes Shiro-chan"

The younger lad closed his eyes in relief. He placed a hand on his chest where his heart is- thumping loudly and fastly. His eyes are watery, as if he is ready to cry any second. But Toushiro being Toushiro he tried to control the wave of tears from coming out of his eyes.

"Come here"

She moved closer to Toushiro. Since the boy sitting before her is younger and lighter, she moved his body closer to hers. The brunette placed Toushiro's head on her chest one of her arms supporting his back, enveloping him into a hug, her other hand stroking his hair slowly trying to comfort him from the weird 'nightmare' he had.

If Momo did this in other occasions Toushiro would surely retort with a childish comeback or maybe just turn away from Momo, but for this instance he desperately needs to feel her warmth and comfort to erase the dreadful sensation gnawing at his entire being.

Sometimes he wonders if she is a medical expert of some kind. Whenever he is hurt and wounded internally or externally, she is always there and her mere presence relieves the pain that he is feeling as if she is an antidote to all kinds of illness.

He closed his eyes, content in her warmth and presence, the sound of her heartbeat calming him.

From that moment on he realized something that would affect the future decisions that he will make.

Bedwetter Momo should only be mine.

He hugged her back, a small smile evident now on his features.

"Obaa-san, we'll be going now. Please don't exert yourself too much while we are away" Momo said with a smile, while fixing the old woman's faded kimono. "And if you want to tend the garden don't stay too long under the sun"

The old woman before Momo nodded with a soft smile on her lined face. She waved her hands as if shooing Momo and Toushiro away.

"Ah! You are right obaa-san, we should hurry now or else we might not be able to make it before the dark. We are going now" she gave a farewell bow to her obaa-san. Toushiro did the same.

"Come on Shiro-chan!"

It is a bright sunny afternoon in Rukongai and almost everyone is out to enjoy the fine weather. Generally, the weather was good the past few months making crops harvested by farmers to be in their prime condition. Momo heard that some vendors are selling their vegetables and fruits in a cheaper price since they harvested so many of them last week. She giggled, maybe if there is extra on the money they have she might buy Shiro-chan his favorite watermelon!

Momo unconsciously got Toushiro's attention who was previously looking at the beautiful blue sky, his arms and hands supporting his head. He turned to his companion.

"What's so funny?"

Momo ruffled his white silky hair, "Nothing" she answered.

He blushed but turned on the opposite direction so that she would not see it.

"Heh, you are going crazy"

Once they are on the town's wet market she was surprised to see a huge wave of people, who she thinks also received the news of the good condition and cheaper price of fruits and vegetables. Normally, the wet market is never this crowded, but who would pass up a good bargain? Momo could see the shuffling of people left and right, transferring from one stall to another. Moving and buying as fast as they can to get the best of the best products for sale.

"A kilo of these carrots and…"

"How much for the all these radish?"

"I will buy all of your potatoes!"

"Why yes Miyazaki-san!"

Momo eyed the small amount of coins she is holding in her left hand. The budget obaa-san gave her is enough to supply their meals for tonight and the next day. She secured it in her small dirty white pouch and kept it in her pocket.

With a look of determination in her face she tried to target the stalls that she should squeeze herself and Toushiro into so that they will also have fresh goods to bring back home. They better hurry or else nothing of the fresh harvests will be left. She took Toushiro's hand and held it tight.

The boy was caught off guard, blushing and getting irritated at the 'unwelcome' contact.

"O-oi!"

Her eyes still on the market, she unconsciously squeezed his hand tighter.

"Shiro-chan, there so many people in the market today, could you keep up with me?"

The young boy smirked.

"What? Are you insulting me?"

She sighed. "No no, what I am trying to say is that it is prone for the two of us to get separated with this kind of setting".

Still with a smirk on his face, full of 'I will show you' aura he took his hand back.

"Of course I can, and I don't even need your hand, heh"

She again took his hand and held it firmly. "No, I will hold your hand and not let go. I cannot risk losing you Shiro-chan, I wouldn't want that to happen. Now, come on!"

Without giving him a chance to answer, Momo mingled with the crowed of anxious shoppers buying as if the whole Rukongai is about to experience a season of starvation. Toushiro is holding Momo's hand following her tracks. Every now and then vendors and customers would bump into them with the young lad doing a great job of dodging since he is blessed with greater reflex, his companion on the other hand is muttering a 'I am sorry' to all the people that she would bump into. He sighed.

Bedwetter Momo is really hopeless.

Momo dragged Toushiro into the stall of carrots, in where she hurriedly said her purchase.

"A kilo of carrots please"

The bearded carrot vendor gave her a measuring glare, "How many?" he asked again.

"A kilo of carrots please" she repeated, feeling a little intimidated at the way the older man looked at her.

"What? Are you serious missy? There are lots of people clamoring for my fresh carrots and I am hundred percent sure that they would not only buy a few measly pieces! Now go away, before my carrots get stale because of your disgusting smell! " he shouted, sending the people nearby to give Momo weird glances. The raven haired girl colored a deep shade of red, looking at the ground in embarrassment.

"I-I am sor-"

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Toushiro bellowed from where he is. He removed his hand from her grasped and formed it into a fist.

"Oh, look who's here! The freaky kid of Rukongai" the vendor taunted.

If glares could send people to death the bearded fat vendor before Toushiro should already be dead by now. He could dismiss the fact that the man called him freaky, but he would never forgive him for unnecessarily insulting Momo in front of so many people. He knows how uncomfortable she gets whenever she is embarrassed publicly. And on top of that he made her sad.

Unforgivable.

"LISTEN HERE FAT SO, DON'T GET TOO COCKY BECAUSE YOU ARE SELLING SOME STUPID VEGETABLE THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY LIKES!" The young boy bellowed on top of his lungs, what he lacked in height, he compensated in his voice and wit.

"Shut up brat! I don't need your few coins here in my stall! In fact, you hating them would do me a great favor, it only means that I wouldn't see your face again! GO AWAY!" the vendor shouted with small droplets of spit flying around.

"YOU BET WE WILL FAT OLD MAN, THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE SELLING CARROTS HERE SO-"

"Otou-san, what is this all about?"

A sky blue haired guy about the age and height of Momo came into view, carrying a box of carrots to refill their fastly declining heap. His emerald eyes he definitely got from his father, but his other features he must have inherited from his mother, who in anyone that would lay their eyes on him would guess, is definitely beautiful.

"Aki! Nothing, just some brats sending bad luck on our small business" he replied with a sheepish grin in his face.

"I heard your voice even when I was a few meters away, something must be going on here" he looked skeptically at his father.

"It's nothing my son, trust me"

Aki narrowed his eyes at his father.

Toushiro sighed, 'At least someone came to shut the fat man's mouth' he tought.

"Let's go Hinamori! We are wasting our time here" he again held Momo's hand and took a few steps towards the other side of the market when the Aki guy (as what Toushiro mentally labeled him) spoke.

"Wait!" he said in haste, unconsciously grabbing the other hand of Momo to keep them from leaving.

Momo looked at the young boy who grabbed her hand. Aki blushed immediately withdrawing it in the process, he may be modest enough to took his hand back but his eyes did not leave her face.

"Sorry I didn't mean to" his eyes still glued on Momo's pretty face.

'She is really cute' he blushed at the thought.

Momo smiled at him and muttered a 'it's alright' before giving him a bow of farewell. She again turned to leave but was again interrupted.

"What's your name?" he asked, stealing the few seconds he made just to stare at her again.

"I am Hinamori Momo" she replied innocently, clueless as to why the man she saw just today asked for her name.

Toushiro, who watched the whole seen unfold before him, felt angry for the second time that day. How dare this guy look at Momo like that? No guy is allowed to look at Momo that way! No one except for him is allowed to stare at her like that! For a moment he thought of freezing him to death at the spot but Momo would definitely know that he is the one responsible and she would get angry at him. At the end, he just settled with just pulling her towards him.

"Let's go Momo! We haven't bought anything yet." He said slightly irritated.

"I am sorry Aki-san we have to go" she bowed again.

"Yes, sorry for holding you up. I'll see you around?" he raised his voice a little, since the beautiful girl he met is already being dragged away by some kid.

She smiled and bowed again in response

Aki blushed. 'I hope I could see her again'

Toushiro dragged Hinamori forcefully to the stall of garlic and onions, his whole being radiating a murderous aura. 'See her again? Ha, in your dreams stupid! If I ever see him approach her again I would freeze him to death and that would also teach his fat father a lesson!'

"Shiro-chan, slow down a little bit we might miss buying something if we are walking too fast" catching her breath, she tried to slow down a little by putting more friction on the ground with her every step.

Toushiro immediately stopped in his tracks, and then turned to face Momo. "Why did you give him your name?" he asked irritation obvious on his voice. Because really it is common sense, giving your name to a person you met first time is not a wise decision.

"W-well he seemed like a good person…"

He sighed. She is hopeless.

"Next time don't do that again"

The two of them are already walking towards home, the sun is already about to set but a smile is both on their faces even if they are from the noisy bustling market. Momo is happy that they were able to buy everything they need with 4 kans to spare. In the end, both of them decided to give the change to obaa-san, even if she would more or less insist that they spend it in whatever they want to buy.

Toushiro is happy that they are able to buy everything they need, but majority of the happiness that he is feeling is because they weren't able to see the Aki guy again for the rest of the afternoon, and they are about to go home! A very favorable instance in where the chance of them bumping into that guy is really slim.

"Hinamori-san?" came the familiar voice that Toushiro is starting to loathe for all eternity.

Both of them turned to the voice and they saw the blue haired guy they met at the market.

"Aki-san!" she greeted in surprise, she may have given her name but she is sure that she didn't give the directions on where they live.

Aki jogged towards Momo his blush darkening every second. "I am really happy to see you again" he said, his eyes again on Momo's face.

"Ah, me too " she smiled.

Aki's heart skipped a bit, 'She is so beautiful' he again thought for the nth time that day. She is able to take his breath away with every smile that she is giving him.

"Oh, um why are you here Aki-san?"

"I took a dip at the nearby river and I saw you coming and I approached you" waving his arms towards the river nearby.

"Ah"

"Yes"

An awkward silence followed after their small chit chat. Aki, who is the only person emotionally affected by the encounter fiddled with the towel he brought. Being the bold young man that he is, his eyes are still glued on Momo's face. He is thinking of any topic that he have a decent knowledge of just to lengthen this encounter.

Finally he settled with "The sunset is really beautiful"

"Oh yes, it is breathtaking!"

"A bit weird isn't? It is starting to get cold? I feel a little cold…"

Hitsugaya Toushiro cannot take this anymore, if he hears one more stupid word from this Aki guy he would definitely freeze him alive. Fuming with anger, he tried to watch Momo's face instead, just like what he would do every time he is upset. That is her effect on him. She calms and heals his body and soul.

Then a brilliant idea crossed his head.

Whenever he is hurt, she would come immediately at his side, making sure that everything is alright and if it is not, she would do whatever it takes to help him. He grinned.

Slowly dropping the bag of vegetables he is holding so that they would not get damaged, he took the opportunity to lie on the ground while Momo and Aki are talking. Making sure that he is laying on the ground looking vulnerable, he screamed in fake pain.

"AH! MOMO! HELP ME!"

In just a second Momo is on his side supporting his head from the rough ground.

"What happened Shiro-chan?" her eyes full of worry as she asked the question.

"S-sprain on my legs! Both!" he screamed, his face contorted in agony. He is not even sure if it is possible to have sprain on both legs but he decided to give the worst case scenario so that Momo would be likely to attend to him.

"Can I help?" asked Aki who is now kneeling beside Momo.

"I DON'T WANT YOU HERE! GO AWAY CARROT BOY!" he screamed holding on his legs to emphasize the site that is causing him to scream in pain.

"Shiro-chan!" she lightly scolded. "I am sorry Aki-san but could you please stay behind me, it seems that he is not comfortable to see you".

Aki did as he was told. To help (and to impress) Momo, Aki gathered their bags altogether so that they are in one neat pile.

"If you want to, I could bring these to your house. Is it far away from here?"

Momo turned her head towards him for a while. She is currently dorsiflexing Toushiro's left leg with all the force she has, at the same time releasing pressure bit by bit so that Toushiro would not be in greater pain.

"Yes please Aki-san, you could actually see our hut from here it is the one after the big mahogany tree, you will see our obaa-san and then you could just leave it there. Thank you so much."

"Got it!"

He carried all of the bags with all his might, the contour of his muscles showing as he lifted them all at the same time, it may be heavy but he is used to carrying boxes and boxes of carrots every day. It is nothing but an easy job for him.

"I'll meet you there?" he asked, trying his best to sound business like. He is willing to do everything just to see her again.

"Yes Aki-san we'll be there in a minute."

As the older guy made his way to their hut, Toushiro whispered to Momo.

"I don't want him there…"

"Don't be stubborn Shiro-chan, how are your legs feeling?"

Releasing a few fake hiss and groans Toushiro nodded slowly, "I am fine,,, I think I can walk"

Momo's eyes widened in surprise, "What? No way, I will carry you if that is what it takes to keep you safe"

"I told you I can walk"

"No" she put Toushiro's arms around her neck, encircling it into a hug. She scooped Toushiro's behind and supported it with both of her arms so that he will not be left dangling while they trek their way home.

"Bear with this position for now Shiro-chan, my back hurts a little so I cannot give you a piggy back ride"

The white haired child blushed in both embarrassment and shame. He rested his cheek on Momo's shoulder. Well, it's not like he could do anything about it. Even if he protested she wouldn't let him walk on his own anyways. He decided to just enjoy the moment and inhale her sweet scent. He would hug her and do his best to stick with her until that Aki guy comprehends that Momo is only his.

"How are your legs?"

"Still painful…er,very painful"

"Don't worry we are almost there" she stroked his back, and Toushiro suppressed a sigh of contentment.

As Momo set foot on their home, Aki is already making his way outside the house with a smile on his face.

"See you soon Obaa-san!"

He turned his head as he heard the sliding door open, "Hinamori-san!"

"Aki-san, thank you so much for helping us!" she gave a small bow of thanks, careful that Toushiro's head is still resting on her shoulder.

The blue haired guy blushed. "It's nothing, I am happy I helped you and that I met your obaa-san"

Toushiro who is about to fall asleep opened his eyes in alertness. 'It's that stupid guy again'.

"So…" Aki is now lost for words. Resuming his bold habit of memorizing Momo's face .

As if on cue, Toushiro sniffled, which is actually fake.

"I want (hic)… I want him to leave…(hic) I want to sleep…" also faking a few hiccups in the process. He mentally rolled his eyes. This acting is messing up with his manly personality, goodness! But he is willing to shrug it off and swallow his pride just to keep some stupid guy from stealing Momo away from him.

"Go away…I hate you(hic)…" Toushiro continuously mumbled faking his hiccups once again.

"Oh, Shiro-chan….I am sorry Aki-san I think-" her face a little red from embarrassment.

He waved his wands, "No no it's alright otou-san might be looking for me now, so I guess I will see you again at the market place?"

Momo nodded, "Sure"

Aki slid open the door and gave his final bow of farewell.

Aki finally closed their sliding door, and Toushiro genuinely smiled. Serves you right! No matter what, he would be Momo's first priority. Momo would always come to him, and Momo is always there around the corner to aid him. Through thick and thin they will always be at each other's side.

And that is no surprise because after all Momo is his.

That carrot boy better comprehend that.

Did you like it? The setting of the following chapters might be different from one another, since these are one shots showing Toushiro's possessiveness towards Momo.

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