Toshirou sighed a breath of annoyance

Toshirou sighed a breath of annoyance. Stupid Ichigo. Stupid Renji. Why did they have to go now?

He glanced at Momo who was sitting across from him. Renji, Ichigo, Rukia and Rangiku had left Momo and him. Rukia had wanted to see all the classical instruments. Ichigo took her to their supply since he was the classical guru in the group.

Renji and Rangiku had both declared that they were famished. So they went to some kind of food store out of town.

Toshirou sighed again as he went back to his music. He stuck his pencil back into his white mane of hair as he began strumming some notes on his guitar.

Momo glanced at Toshirou. He sure was concentrating hard. He did look kinds cute…wait…wah? Did I just think that he was cute?

Toshirou continued to strum some notes on his guitar while Momo started to write lyrics for her songs.

Momo paused as she listened to the notes Toshirou played. He wasn't just good, he was great. She continued to listen to his music, as she flipped to a page near the centre of her notebook.

She stared at him. Toshirou lifted his head to see Momo staring at him. Her gaze made him nervous.

"Uh…is something wrong?" he asked her

Momo blinked as she realised that she was staring at him.

"Gomen, Hitsugaya-sama. I was listening to your acoustic." she blushed.

Hitsugaya nodded.

"Do…um…you mind me looking at your music?" she asked shakily.

He shrugged his shoulders as Momo got of her chair and made her way over to Toshirou. She peered over his shoulders at his music.

"Sorry to bother you, Hitsugaya-sama, but could you play what you have written?" she asked again.

Toshirou shrugged again.

He started the notes he written. Behind him, Momo was singing softly to herself. She had a lovely voice. He listened to her sing as he went through the music.

He finally paused.

"What are you singing?" he asked.

Momo bit her lip.

"Nothing." she whispered.

Toshirou raised an eyebrow. Momo let out a sigh of defeat.

"I wrote it when I was younger. Something that I never wrote acoustic for."

"Sing." Toshirou commanded.

"Excuse me?"

"Just do it." he told her as he started strumming the notes.

It would be great if, there was a bridge that crossed the ocean just like the
 rainbow does.

There was a drumbeat. Momo and Toshirou turned to see Rangiku at the drum set and Renji with the double bass. They smiled at her as she continued singing.

That way, when I'm lonely, I'll cross it to be with you

The memory of that summer day, the fireworks on the beach
 The pain will fade at each next point in life

Momo turned her head to the left as she heard another guitar join in. Ichigo was playing the guitar while Rukia played gently on the keyboard. Momo gave a small smile at her friends.

But I'll never completely forget

No matter if my tears flow and sparkle a million times 
this bond will not be defeated by them


When I sleep today, I will think of you, and how you'll be 
staring out across the ends of the sea just like I do

You've become like a cross for my heart, always protecting myse
If only the sea breeze could deliver you here now
 I put aside all the tears, and bind them together,

I could reach you 
just like a little boat

The strong light of our hears will always bind us together are separate only by a single dream
 believe in happiness, in that one day I will see you again
 and hold you tightly

I tried to be brave, tried to cry.

Praying at night, begging for you
 in the morning.

Smiling as I do my best
 You're always by my side, as the cross for my heart

No matter if my tears flow and sparkle a million times
 this bond will not be defeated by them


Believe in happiness, in that one day I will see you again


and hold you tightly

It would be great if, there was a bridge that crossed the ocean just like the rainbow does

Momo closed her eyes as the music died down. Clapping interrupted her thoughts. She turned to the doorway to see Urahara and Yoruichi.

Momo bit her lip as Yoruichi walked up to her. Urahara trailed behind her like a dog.

"When did you write that song?" She asked her.

Momo bit her lip and glanced up at the ceiling.

"Just then." she mumbled.

Yoruichi nodded. Impressed.

The others were impressed too. Especially Toshirou.

But one person wasn't. A black hair girl that was wearing too much make-up. She frowned at the chocolate-haired girl in the centre of the room.

"No one take my Toshirou away from me." she growled before she stomped of.

A/N the is the crappiest chapter for any story I've ever written. I was flat out of ideas for this story.