Momo sat under a big oak tree and looked up at its branches. They waved down at her as if to say "What's wrong?" There was nothing particularly interesting in the world of the living so she was never distracted by anything. She guessed it was a blessing yet a curse at the same time. She could focus on her training and hopefully become captain to replace Captain Aizen. Captain Aizen, the name still ran through her like a sword. He had betrayed her, betrayed everyone. She fought back tears and sighed, then she looked up at the branches again and they were still, as if they had finished talking and were patiently waiting her reply. She looked at the ground; there was an ant on the tip of a blade of grass. She extended her finger towards it, then froze. There was a hollow nearby, she could sense it.

Momo stood up abruptly, gripping the hilt of her zanpakto. The lieutenant searched for the hollow's spiritual power again, it was to the right of her, but there were others there. She needed to help them before the hollow could get to them. Momo sprinted toward the hollow, her hands pulling out her zanpakto, her feet making little paps on the grass. She turned a corner and held her sword in front of her. The sunlight glinted off the tip of it as it shone in her eyes.

Ichigo and Rukia had decided to go hollow hunting just for fun. However, it had been a slow day and there wasn't a hollow in sight, well, sense.

"Aghhh, Rukia, there isn't a hollow anywhere. Why did I even agree to do this with you," Ichigo crossed his arms and looked down at the small shinigami with an irritated look. Not all that different from the usual look he had on his face.

"Look, we will find a hollow. I just wanted to have a nice time, and the only thing you seem to enjoy is hollow hunting," the shinigami looked back up at him with defiance, pretty firey for someone so small. Just then she sensed a hollow, "Ichigo, there's a hollow nearby. Follow me!" She took off running in front of her.

"Hey, wait for me Rukia!"

Momo faced a giant hollow. It's mask had slanted eyes and a giant grin. There was a small crack, like a scar, across the right eye. It had the body of a sort of reptile, with powerful legs and arms that reached forward along with a greenish hue, and of course there was the gaping hole in its chest. It turned towards Momo, roared, and tensed its muscles, as it was ready its stance to charge at her. She, in turn, gripped her zanpakto harder, spread her legs, and ran at the monster. They both charged at the same time with shouts not heard by anyone, or at least that's what they thought. Momo leaped at the last minute, bringing her sword down directly on the square of its forehead. It yelled out in frustration and turned into a black butterfly, aimed for the soul society.

Ichigo just stared at the girl. He remembered seeing her somewhere, but he couldn't remember where. She was definitely a soul reaper, so he had seen her when he went to save Rukia from being executed, but he had been so intent on saving Rukia to notice the other soul reapers. Nevermind that, she just slayed the hollow he was itching to fight. "Hey, who do you think you are, that hollow was mine!"

Ichigo took a step forward, but a hand grabbed his clothes, pulling him back. "That's a lieutenant of the 13 court guard squads of the soul society. You remember when you went there to rescue me?(Not that I needed rescuing) Well, you probably shouldn't mess with them for now. I don't think they forgive quite yet," Rukia hissed. She let go of his clothes, knowing he wouldn't go charging at the girl again.

"Geez, ok,"Ichigo stepped back. It wouldn't hurt to ask the girl what she was doing here at least. "Hey, you, soul reaper or whatever, who are you and what are you doing here?"

Momo turned at the sound of voices behind her. She took the opportunity to stand up straight and straighten her clothes as well as put her sword away. She was about to leave, as the two were clearly too engaged in conversation to notice her. Suddenly the orange-haired boy yelled at her. She would be late with her training master if she kept stalling, but she decided the two were harmless and decided to talk with them.

"My name is Momo Hinamori, soul reaper, and I came to the world of the living to train to become stronger."

"Uh huh, and who's training you?"

"Oh, Mister Urahara Kisuke. He's very kind and even offered me a place to stay. Speaking of which, I have to go now. He's expecting me for evening training."

"Ugh, old Hat and Clogs, that guy nearly killed me," Ichigo leaned his head back and winced with the memory. "Anyway, if you need to get going, we won't stop you from training to death. Bye Momo Hinamori! It was nice meeting you." Ichigo turned on his heel and waved his hand once, walking away slowly like a wannabe cool kid. Rukia bowed to the lieutenant, and followed Ichigo in suit, the two instantly began fighting over another pointless topic. Momo watched as they dissapeared from her view, suddenly missing Toshiro. Now was not the time for feeling sentimental, maybe after she was punished with an extra hour of training for being so late.

AN: You wanted longer chapters? My idea manager finally gave me inspiration. Yes, that's you Jasmine. I might not be updating for a while because i have the NYLSC coming up. Maybe i can smuggle my lapto-

Ichigo: Hey, who called me a wannabe cool kid! Bet you can't say that once you've seen my zanpakto! Come out and fight me you coward!

AN: Oh shist . . .