Okay, this is my first HitsuHina fic. So be forewarned, it might not be that good.

I have finally come to accept this pairing. And now, I can't get over how cute they are together.

Onto the story-

The first kiss was always magical, but theirs wasn't. No, it was passionate and beautiful and was filled to the brim with passion. It was one of those moments when all of their worries were lifted off both of their small shoulders.

What led to the exchange of saliva was a simple name calling charade. She called him Shiro-chan, he called her Bed-wetter Momo; the two would have never of expected that they would be putting their lips together in the middle of Hitsugaya's office.

At any moment the tenth division vice-captain could burst through those doors and see the two childhood friends in a lip lock. If that happened, the whole entirety of Soul Society would know of the innocent act. Matsumoto would make it out like they has done the nasty nasty on the office couch.

Hinamori felt the intense concern and love that her snowy-haired childhood friend had for her. After Aizen had left, there was a huge void left in her heart. And now Hitsugaya, with his burning passion for Hinamori, was going to fill that void. It was like the narrow-minded girl had expanded her mind and forgotten the exiled captain and meglomaniac that is Aizen Sousuke.

Hitsugaya finally released his grasp of her lips, he looked at Hinamori and could tell she was very confused for some reason. Even though it was too be expected sooner or later that they would kiss, Hitsugaya just could not pinpoint why she had that confused look on her creamy white face.

He looked at his the brown-haired vice captain, "Hinamori?" Now Hinamori was even more surprised and confused, not once could she remember that Hitsugaya had called her by that name too her face. It was like the passionate kiss had melted his entire icy exterior away, letting his warm interior out of its prison.

"Hitsugaya. . ." Was all she could manage to say.

"I will always protect you my friend; remember the feeling of being with someone who cares about you. For, the man you idolize will never give it to you because he despises you and Soul Society. Remember that Hinamori becuase it is the cold-hard truth." Hitsugaya whispered into the crook of her neck, finally letting his embrace go he turned around and left his office. He left the girl to ponder his in-a-way hurtful words. With the close of the sliding door, Hinamori fell to her knees.

His words were comforting yet hurtful, did her Aizen really hate her? The way Hitsugaya said it, it made it out to be very true. Her thoughts than ran over the kiss. . . That kiss was so very wonderful, her truly infact loved her. The love she was given was not friendly love, but passion.

It was our passion, Hinamori thought.