Ayyo! So I'm actually writing another chapter for a story! Haven't done that in literally years haha

This was actually supposed to be a funny little one-shot but an absolutely adorable review wanted another chapter! I don't think it'll be as long as the first one (not that that one's very long haha) :P

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo.

This was it. The big guns. Her ace up her sleeve. Or so Rangiku and Captain Hirako assured her.

The three of them had went shopping a couple days before the decided date: a night with a full moon and clear skies. They had bought such a wide array of kimono to try on Momo was sure they could fill even the Kuchiki mansion. Rangiku had at one point separated from the group, proclaiming that she needed to get something "special" for Toshiro as well. Momo had hoped it was nothing to extravagant, as some of her own options were a little… much, for her tastes.

But besides that her captain had given her the day off, "coincidentally" on the same day Rangiku decided to speed through all of her and Toshiro's paperwork. With just how fast she had gotten it done Momo suspected that Izuru or Shuhei – or both- were roped into helping, if not doing it entirely by themselves. Momo liked to believe that it was all Rangiku though. She also liked to think the captain hadn't gotten one of the seated officers to do her work for her, but that she couldn't even begin to fool herself into actually believing.

'Enough about that Momo!' she thought to herself, shaking her head to regather her focus. 'He's coming now!'

Sure enough her ears had not deceived her, the rustling of bushes and leaves quickly revealing the form of Toshiro.

And he looked…

oooOOOooo

…Stunning.

That was the first word that came to mind as Toshiro looked at Hinamori, sitting gracefully on her knees on a laid out sheet on the ground. She wore a lovely purple kimono, with beautiful white lotus designs dancing across the fabric. Her hair was pulled up in an elegant bun on the side of her head, bangs perfectly framing her face. Her eyes, enhanced to an even higher form of beauty with make-up, were slightly wide upon his appearance. He only hoped he didn't look too ragged in comparison. No words could fit her beauty.

He resisted the urge to swallow or sigh, instead giving what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "You look amazing, Hinamori," he said.

She blushed at the compliment, somehow looking even more gorgeous. "Th-Thanks, Shiro." She patted on a space beside her on the blanket. "Come one, sit," she urged. He chuckled at the action, feeling slightly more at ease as he came over to sit, careful to avoid tipping over the plates of watermelon or the basket of peaches and amanatto.

He looked up at the sky, a beautiful full moon without any distracting clouds, the stars shining brightly. It reminded him of nights in the Rukongai when they were younger, before al the drama and turmoil affected their lives, when their lives were so peaceful. He could feel himself loosen even more, relaxing into the mood. Spending the nights with Hinamori, simply staring the skies without worry of what's to come; he couldn't think of a better way to spend his time. He stole a glance at her, hoping to see her just as mellowed out as he was, that she was also enjoying this time of peace and quiet as she looked at the heavenly sight of the sky.

Instead his eyes met hers.

oooOOOooo

He had changed his appearance so little for the occasion. Certainly not unkempt, far from it, but he simply wore a nice blue kimono. Rangiku had clearly not done as much for Toshiro as she had for her, though Momo couldn't think of a reason why.

She shuddered to think of how beautiful he'd be if that effort had been put in.

The moonlight did wonders for him. It danced across his tanned skin and made his snow white hair seemingly glow as he had walked from the shadows of the trees to sit beside her. She couldn't take her eyes off of him as he lay there taking in the sight of the moon. Rangiku and Captain Hirako had told her he'd be putty in her hands tonight, but she couldn't help but feel as though she was who was being smitten.

And then he looked at her, and she knew that she was.

His eyes were always something to behold, but tonight they were angelic. Catching the moonlight as they did, it was as if she were looking into a secret pond, hidden away from the world only to be seen by the moon's rays. And the look they gave her, so relaxed, so happy, with the beautiful smile that so rarely adorned his face. It brought her back to times long past, sitting on their porch watching the sunsets, her laughing at his cute little pouts, him pretending to be angry at her.

"I love you."

She said it.

It came out on its own, a subconscious thought coming to life. Momo look at Toshiro, a look of shock replacing the serene look of before. "…What?" he asked, a blush coming over his face. From of heat she felt on hers she was sure they were matching.

She shook her head. He really hadn't picked up on the clues. "i… I had tried to tell you before," she confessed, "indirectly. I thought that if I gave you things like flowers and baked goods you would see how I felt for you." She gave him a teasing smirk. "Especially after the love letter."

Toshiro's eyes widened. "You wrote it?!" he asked, looking genuinely shocked.

Momo couldn't hold back the bout of laughter that came out of her. "Yes! Of course I did Shiro!" She took a moment to settle down before looking at him again. "It got me to no end that you couldn't pick up on what I was trying to say before," she smiled, hoping any derision was gone now, "but that's fine. Because now I can tell you how I feel, face to face."

oooOOOooo

He couldn't believe it. She… actually loved him back? And he missed all the hints? His mind couldn't register it. He had thought he was being too hopeful at times, but she actually was trying to say she was in love with him?

At her words he stopped lingering on such things, listening intently to what she was about to say.

"Shiro… she started, then shook her head. "Toshiro… everything in that letter is true, but there's more to it. So much more…" She took a deep breath and went on. "I had fallen to a horrible place… I attacked you, on the words of someone else. I hadn't given you a chance… but you did. No words can describe how much it means to me that you forgave me, that you didn't label me a lost cause. You… you became my reason to grow stronger. I wanted to be someone worthy of such forgiveness. I didn't want to throw away your trust like I had before." Another deep breath and she looked him in his eyes, a smile on her face. "Over the years these feelings grew and grew, until I finally recognized them for what they were. I love you."

Hinamori looked back down at the ground. She moved her hand to be in between them.

After a moment he put his on top of it.

"…Hinamori," Toshiro said. "What you said… I… I can't…" he tried to find something to say but simply couldn't. His mind was rattled, so filled with thoughts and feelings he couldn't think straight.

'My name sounds so nice coming from you.'

He took a deep breath and finally said, "What you said… about giving me a chance… You're wrong."

That made Hinamori snap her head back in his direction, eyes wide. "What?"

"You did give me a chance…" he said quietly, long held feelings finally coming out in the open. "Everyone else had branded me a freak… they were fine to leave the boy homeless without a family. But you… You saw me and invited me into your family. You just saw me as another person." He squeezed her hand slightly. "Do you know how much that meant to me? You could have just ignored me like everyone else had but you became my friend. You could have ran away like all the other kids did but you gave me a home. That meant the world to me. You gave me a life worth living You're the reason I wanted to grow stronger, not just know how to suppress my power and go back to the Rukongai.

"Momo, I love you too."

oooOOOooo

Momo.

He calls her that so rarely. She could feel her heart race as her name repeated itself in his voice in her mind.

And gods, what he had said before that was another thing altogether. She could see in his face the pain of even mentioning his time in Rukongai before she invited him to live with her and Granny. She smiled to herself and chuckled, and she watched Toshiro's face go back to confusion.

"I guess we both missed some big hints, huh?" she said. She moved her hand around his until their fingers locked together. "Maybe we should more direct from now on. How does that sound, Toshiro?"

She watched as he stole a glance at their hands before looking back her with a smile. She could feel him squeeze her hands again. "That sounds nice, Momo."

'Yes it does,' she thinks to herself. She could use to hearing her name.

Ayyo! So I got a lil longer than I thought it would- also a lot less humor based! Hope that's fine tho (: I have no idea how to end stories so I hope it's all good!