Yuki : Momo, it's your turn to do the disclaimer .
Momo : Okay ! Yuki doesn't own anything .
Yuki : See, Toushirou . Learn from her .
Toushirou : - Rolls eyes – Whatever .
Chapter 2
By emeraldheels
"Yamamoto!" Toushirou slid the door open, and stomped in.
"I believe that it isn't appropriate for you to call me that, Hitsugaya taichou."
Toushirou took a deep breath, "My apologies, Yamamoto soutaichou."
"Is anything the matter?"
"Yamamoto soutaichou, please stop Izuru fukutaichou and Hinamori fukutaichou's wedding."
Yamamoto raised a brow. "Why?"
"Hinamori fukutaichou obviously doesn't want to marry Izuru fukutaichou!"
"Well, she didn't make any objection."
"That's because you wouldn't let her object. You wouldn't listen to anything she said!"
There was silence for a period, then Yamamoto talked. "What has Izuru fukutaichou and Hinamori fukutaichou's wedding has to do with you?"
Toushirou felt his cheeks heating. "Because…"
He couldn't think of anything. Why did he mind so much anyway? He didn't know. Is it because he cares for her? Nah, too simple. Is it because he loves her, and wants to protect her from any other guy? He felt his heart skip a beat – it can't be.
"Well, Hitsugaya taichou?"
"I…I don't know."
"Then I don't think there's any reason to stop this wedding. That's settled, Hinamori fukutaichou will marry Izuru taichou. And I mean will. You may proceed back to your squad now, Hitsugaya taichou."
Toushirou couldn't believe it – Momo was going to marry Kira after all, and he couldn't do anything about it. He was a failure.
Yamamoto heard Toushirou sigh as he left the room, and he coughed.
"Is he gone?" asked a female shinigami behind the curtains.
"Yes, Matsumoto fukutaichou."
Rangiku appeared from the curtains, and sighed, "Yamamoto soutaichou, I don't know when will my taichou finally admit his love towards Momo-chan."
Yamamoto took a sip from his cup of tea, then said, "He will. Soon."
"I sure hope he does. Or Momo-chan's so going to become Mrs. Izuru."
Yamamoto nodded in response, when he suddenly stood from his chair.
"Matsumoto fukutaichou."
Rangiku shot the old man a questioning look.
"Uh," Yamamoto started, "You will keep your… promise, r-right?"
Rangiku smiled at him, "Of course, but in condition you get my taichou to confess to Momo-chan."
"Leave it to me."
Toushirou was already in front of his squad, when he decided. He shunpoed off, to the 3rd squad.
Toushirou slid open the door to Kira's room, "Izuru."
Kira looked up from his paperwork, and smiled, "Hitsugaya taichou! What's the matter?"
Toushirou went towards him – the temperature dropping as he walked – and finally was in front of him. He slammed both his hands on the table, and glared at Kira.
Kira gulped, and Toushirou started, "Izuru fukutaichou, I believe you know that you're marrying Mo- I mean Hinamori fukutaichou, in a few weeks' time."
Kira slapped his forehead – he found out after all.
Toushirou waited for his reply, and Kira stammered, "Y-Yes."
Toushirou moved his head closer to Kira's, and whispered – while gritting his teeth -, "Why the sudden decision?"
Kira started to think for a reason, when the memories of yesterday rushed back into his mind.
"Izuru fukutaichou."
"Yes, Yamamoto soutaichou?"
"I need you to do me a favour."
"Sure."
Yamamoto closed his eyes, and continued, "This may sound ridiculous, but – please, marry Hinamori fukutaichou."
Kira almost fainted as his eyes bulged out, "W-What?"
"Oh sorry, I think you got the wrong idea. I mean, pretend that you're marrying her."
"Oh," Kira heaved a sigh of relief, then started, "But why?"
"Just do as I say, Izuru fukutaichou."
Kira blinked, then finally said, "Y-Yes, Yamamoto s-soutaichou."
The room was surrounded with iced furniture, and Kira's lips were very pale.
Toushirou raised a brow, "Well?"
Kira was so going to freeze to death if he didn't think of a reason soon. Then, he smirked.
"Hitsugaya taichou."
Toushirou looked at him in confusion.
Kira then continued, "Why do you want to know?"
Dammit, thought Toushirou. Everyone was using this on him – first Yamamoto, now Kira.
"I…" Toushirou stammered, "Forget it!" He shunpoed out of the room.
Kira couldn't help but burst out laughing - Toushirou was so cute.
Toushirou sighed as he was walking to the 5th squad. How was he going to tell Momo that he didn't manage to do anything? He couldn't think of it – he hated Momo's disappointed look, he just couldn't stand it. He promised not to break promises to Momo either, and now, he already broke one.
He slapped his forehead - what was he going to do? He sighed again when he reached the 5th squad, and stopped his hand in time, which was going to slide the door open.
He took a deep breath, and entered the room.
"M-Momo?"
No reply.
"Momo!"
He walked into her bedroom, and saw her there, sleeping soundly. He smiled to himself – she was beautiful. He sighed when he saw the open windows, forgetful Momo. He went to close them, and pulled the covers for her. He sat beside her, enjoying every moment – just by watching her sleep. Everything was so peaceful, when he remembered about the marriage. He frowned, and turned away from her. He buried his head into his hands, thinking of a way to tell Momo about the marriage. Not long after, he fell asleep, and his fukutaichou – who entered without permission - carried him to the bed, together with Momo, and pulled the covers. She looked at them and smiled, "How sweet."
She then left the room, "Taichou, don't say I didn't help you."
Signing off,
emeraldheels .
