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Momo paced around her room frantically waving his arms in the air. 'He looks so cute! Since when did he look so cute!' She couldn't figure out what to wear…what perfume, what outfit, what underwear! 'Wait. Underwear?! MOMO. KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS!' Finally, she took a breath and came back down to Seretei. Unfortunately, she still tripped over the bag with her new kimono that she never put up.

"That's it! The Kimono!"

When Hinamori opened the door, her kimono took away any hope that Toshiro had of not stuttering over his words. It matched. He didn't know how she did it, but her kimono was the exact same cream as his suit. However, instead of the light and well stitched linen his suit was made out of, hers was made of a soft and fragile silk.

It was iridescent in the candle light, and decorated with a chocolate brown cherry blossom tree branching out from the bottom right of her kimono. Something was different about these blossoms though. They were the blue of a washed out sapphire… a green of royal jade. He then realized that when he looked at them in the steady light of the moon, they were teal. Like his tie, they matched his eyes.

"Shirou-chan? Where are we going?"

"On a walk, bed wetter Momo. Come on." He turned around and took a couple of steps. Before he completely was completely out of reach, his hand leapt out behind him and grabbed Momo's. It was silent for the first couple of minutes. Nothing was making a sound except the wind through the grass and the early cicadas. Momo, not being the quiet kind decided to add some extra sound.

"So. Today I went out to Rukogonai and spent some time with Rukia. What did you do?"

"Paperwork."

"Ah. Even though it's your birthday, Shirou-chan?"

"You remembered?"

"Of course I did! Happy birthday, Shirou-chan! " She pulled a small box out from the left sleeve of her kimono. Passing it to Hitsugaya, she noticed that he was completely shocked.

'Shirou-chan has no faith in me at all. How could he expect me to forget his birthday?'

"Thank you, Momo…I actually wanted one of these." It was a katana charm. Kind of like a cell phone charm, except manlier. It was a small glass orb surrounded enclosed by silver beams. Oh man. It was a Vivian Westwood piece. How very rock star of her.

"Woah. Momo. Wow."

"Yeah Toshirou, I know. That's why when my birthday comes around, I am totally expecting something huge." She smiled again. And he knew that what he was doing tonight was worth it. They stopped at the edge of a lake, and Hitsugaya pulled a sheet out of nowhere, laying it down on the ground, he motioned Momo to sit. They were under a barren plum tree. It was asleep for the winter, but would be awake within the next month.

"Momo, you obviously know it's my birthday. Other than Matsumoto, I think you're the only one." Hitsugaya looked up into her eyes and was caught there. Until all of a sudden, candy started falling out of the tree they were sitting under.

"I remembered your birthday, Toshirou…"

"Ukitake Taicho. I don't want anymore candy…" The lake started to freeze up in front of them.

"But Toshirou…You love candy. Remember?"

"You're right Ukitake. I love candy. We'll talk later." Ukitake jumped out of the tree and shoved more candy into Hitsugaya's hands. He looked at Momo for a second, thinking about whether or not to hand her some, but then decided against it.

"No candy for you Momo…not until you have silver hair like ours." He ambled away talking under his breath and laughing. Both of the young shinigami watched him leave.

"What a nutcase." Hitsugaya snorted.

"Momo! What the hell?"

"It's true!" Feeling a lot more relaxed, Hitsugaya picked up a piece of chocolate and unwrapped it. He looked at it a while, but instead of eating it himself, he lifted the chocolate to Momo lips and pressed it against them.

'Ohmigoshohmigoshohmigosh. I'm blushing. I know it.'

"Momo. This chocolate matches your eyes. It's soft and warm, sweet and loved by almost everyone."

"People that don't love chocolate are crazy. Especially since it's one of the only things I'll admit to wanting to savor." Momo remembered at that moment that there was one person she knew who didn't like chocolate. Aizen.

'Oh well. Guess he's out of the picture. Why did I like him again?" He took the chocolate away from her lips and ate it himself. As his lips curled up into a smile, he looked back at Momo who was as confused as Kenpachi on a man hunt. 'Wasn't that supposed to be my chocolate? He could have just fed it to me.'

"Momo, there's something on your face."

"Where?" She started to wipe her left cheek with the palm of her hand, but had to stop when Toshirou grabbed her hand and swept in her in for a first kiss.

"On your lips."

"Mmm. I see." He smiled even more, moving Momo till she was cuddled deep into his chest.

"What did I have on my lips, Shirou-chan?"

"Chocolate." She rolled her eyes and ran a hand up Toshiro's chest to the nape of his neck. Feeling Toshirou shiver, she figured he was at least partial to her touch.

"Wonder where that came from."

"We'll never know." Moving Momo's hand from his neck, he mumbled yet another kidou spell and reached into the air. This time, he pulled down a pair of ice skates.

"Momo, wanna go around the lake with me?" Was he trying to kill her? The ice on the lake was cracking as they watched.

"No Toshirou, I really don't feel like going for a swim tonight."

"Who said anything about swim? Momo were you- Oh. You mean how the lake is melting."

"Yes Shirou-chan. That seems like a problem." Hitsugaya unsheathed Hyourinmaru

and pointed to the lake.

"Freeze. Hyourinmaru."

"This is what you use me for, Hitsugaya? To impress your girlfriend?" Hyourinmaru sounded amused in Hitsugaya's head. He rolled his eyes.

'Just do it for me ok? It's my birthday.'

"As you wish." So the lake froze solid for the second time that winter, and Hitsugaya helped little Momo on its surface with a smile. They spent the night skating and holding each other closely. It felt like there was no one else in the whole Seretei…Just them and the bright night sky above them.

Of course, they were wrong, and when they woke up the next day the pictures of them alone on the lake would obviously reinforce that, but it certainly felt like they were.

"Thank you Shirou-chan. This is the best night of my life…so far."

"Well Momo, since it's my birthday, I have one last request."

"And what's that?"

"That you become my bed wetting girlfriend; so I can thank you everyday just for being there."

"Oh Toshirou. I think I can do that for you. Especially if it involves more chocolate."

He sighed.

"I have plenty of candy in my office. I promise."

"Oh good then. Gives me a chance to get more of it on my face." She leaned in towards Shirou and planted a sweet and long kiss on his lips. It was nothing like what people told her it would be. His lips weren't warm and moist like everyone said they were supposed to be. They were chilly and quite solid. It's funny how a kiss is unique to anyone who tries it. They also tasted like her favorite dessert. Frozen watermelon. It seemed like whatever Shirou-chan did, he was different. But it was always her favorite kind of different in the end.

"Shirou-chan?"

"Hmm?"

"You taste great."

"Um. Thank you."