Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, besides the laundry cleaner, then I probably own some of that.

Momo's P.O.V.

I felt the wind brushing against my skin, my eyes sealed shut.

Why would I feel wind though? That doesn't make sense. I was just talking with Shiro-chan when Rangiku-san came in and... what happened after that?

The wind had died down and I felt someone's arms around me.

Where had I felt this embrace before? It's so warm and comforting..almost like Captain Aiz- No how I believed Aizen was before he revealed his true character to us all and betrayed the Soul Society.

I felt myself getting sleepy, and for a split second, his face popped into my mind like it has a tendancy to do.

Ouch. Did I fall asleep at my desk again? I moved around to see if that was the case, when I realized that was far from where I was.

This wasn't my futon. I don't recall having a bed this large in my abode.

But if that's true...Where am I? I opened my eyes, just to close them from the brightness.

I sat up in the unfamiliar bed that I was in and rubbed my eyes. Then came the voice I wasn't expecting to hear. I had heard it nearly everyday before recently and it still shakes me when I'm near it.

"Oh? Are you awake yet?"

It penetrated my ears with its melancholic sound that was surprisingly uncold and not what I was expecting the next time I heard it. I was expecting to hear it lacking compassion and all feeling, but his voice, it had so much emotion I couldn't begin to describe.

I opened my eyes, not sure if I was ready, emotionally or physically to see the owner of said voice, but opened them nonetheless and came face to face with the man who had shattered my heart not once but twice.

"Captain Aizen"

Before I could comprehend what was happening, he gracefully walked over and enveloped me in an embrace. He burried his face into my neck, which sent shivers down my spine. His scent was one thing that hadn't changed either.

It felt like ages had passed before he pulled back to look me in the eyes. I looked into his mesmerizing brown eyes that made me forget what I was thinking.

"Momo..." He looked so different, yet he was the same to me. He certainly looked attractive with his glasses and his hair down, but this new look of his is more appealing to me. He kneeled on the bed pulling me closer to himself.

His eyes, they looked different than they had before. Before they had looked caring and kind, whereas now, they looked lost and lonely.

"Will you stay with me?" I looked into those eyes for any hint of betrayal and saw none.

He brought my face closer to his until I could feel his hot breath mixing with my own, I studied his expression. He looked desperate, something I was not used to seeing on his face.

He attempted to close the distance between our lips but I covered his own with my hand. No doubt I was a scarlet red.

"Please, don't." I was too afriad to look him in the eyes. To see his cold, uncaring eyes, breaking me once again.

Ignoring my pleading, he moved my hand aside and eliminated the distance between his lips and my own in a kiss.

Author's Note:

Wow, its been nearly two years since I updated this story. I'm truly sorry to whomever I've kept waiting with this. This is an extremely short chapter, but I just felt I needed it to be out there that I am working on this fanfiction still. The next update will probably be sometime next week. Reviews are extremely helpful so leave one if you want please.