Previously:

"What kind of sick parent doesn't want there little girl!? You wanna know how that feels to know your daddy doesn't want you!?" She yelled so loud that the neighbors probably heard. Toshiro stood there shocked with his mouth open as he watched Momoka brake down into tears. 'what did I do?'

He thought as he looked at her with sorrow and hurt in his eyes.

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..:Growing up always comes along:..

..:By Regina Guthrie:..

..:Chapter Three:..

..:Names Have Meanings:..

Toshiro stood there, not knowing what to do. Momoka was crying with her head down in her crossed arms on the counter. Her pony-tail had become sloppy and pieces of hair had already except from the elastic. Her cheeks were painted a dark color of pink and her eyes were puffed up and wet with tears that kept on spilling out. Toshiro thought for a minute, trying to come up with the best way to approach the situation. Momoka's whimpers became louder and Toshiro felt as though she was ripping his heart up. He didn't know why though. He had just met her an hour ago at the most. And yet something so formilar ran through her. He felt as though he knew her.

When she coughed softly from her upset state, he couldn't help it anymore. He walked over to her and picked her small fragile body up in his arms and sat down in the chair next to the one she had been sitting in. He placed his hand on the back of her head and started to rock her back in forth. After a few minutes, he started to stock her hair. Toshiro then noticed she was finally calming down. She picked her head up off his shoulder and looked into his eyes. She had her lower lip hanging out in a pouting stage. She looked so innocent and breakable. So precious and small. She was so foramillar looking. She must have looked a lot like her mother cause right now, he could have sworn her had known her for a long time, instead of just a little old hour.

"Who's your mother, Momoka?" He asked softly as sweet as possible as he took his thumbs and brushed the wet tears off her cheeks. He pulled her closer and kissed the top of her head as he started to rock her back and forth again. But Momoka pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes. All of a sudden she smiled and giggled. Toshiro's heart skipped a beat. It was killing him, she was so formillar. But who? Who was her mother.

"I'll give you a clue, I'll tell you what she told me once, although it will give it away. But you have to promise me something if you get it right, okay?" She frowned in a pouting way as if she was afraid of something but then not to afraid but more hurt. Toshiro took a piece of the hair that had escaped and ticked it behind her ear.

"Okay, what?" He asked with a smile. It seemed to make her less sad and she smiled at him.

"You promise, you'll keep me, you won't send me back. I wanna be with you. I wanna see what it's like to have a daddy... my real daddy." She whispered lowly, looking down at her lap as if she was embarrassed. Toshiro knew the second she told him or helped him find out who her mother was, he was gonna feel like an idiot for not knowing it the second she smiled at him... scratch that... the second he even laid eyes on her.

"I promise." He said with a smirk on his face. She yanked her head up and looked at him in shock as if she was expecting him to say 'no'. Then in a blink of an eye she had the biggest smile on her face. It was just too formillar. He only smiled bigger while watching her get way to happy for her own good. He chuckled at her and the thought.

"Okay!" She clapped her hands together and giggled as he chuckled at her. "Mommy told me once when i was littler, and i never forgot it, i remember it word for word, and I think when i tell you, you'll know exactly who my mommy is!" She giggled again as Toshiro smiled at her carelessness. "I asked her why she named me 'Momoka' once when I was little, I was playing fifty questions on the way to town and she was laughing with me and stuff... until I asked her that question. She got quiet and sad. I'll never forget it." Momoka said softly as he smile disappeared, followed by Toshiro's too. "She couldn't stand to talk about you, daddy. She still can't. I know she still loves you." She whispered. Toshiro rubbed her back gently trying to keep her from crying anymore. All of a sudden she jumped up from her little sad state and giggled with bright eyes. "Well anyways, it took her a little while to answer. But when she did she said 'Momoka, your name is very special, don't ever think it's not, when I was pregnant for you and your daddy had no clue, one night, I asked him if we had a little girl, what would he name her, and he said 'Momoka, because when I say her name, I wanna think of you.' So your dad picked your name Momoka' After that daddy, I wanted to meet you cause you sounded like you were the best!" Momoka through her arms up in the air and giggled. But then she frowned when she saw her father. His face was frozen and he looked horrified.

"M...Momo." He whispered to her, not really a question but Momoka still nodded sadly at his expression. In no time Momoka felt Toshiro pull her to him. He held her tight and protectively. "Oh, God, why didn't I know that? How could I be so stupid? I'm so sorry Momo. I'm so sorry, to you too Momoka." He seemed to have trouble talking and breathing right. As if he was trying to stop from crying. Momoka buried her face into his shoulder. Even though she felt bad for her father, she couldn't help but smile. He actually was acting like the dad she had thought he would be. And best yet, he acted as though her mother meant something to him still. That would make the plan a lot easier to complete.

"Daddy, do you remember that? Did you really pick my name?" Momoka asked as she looked up at her dad with emotion filled eyes. Toshiro smiled at her and kissed her forehead. He then moved his hands to the back of her head and began to try and get the elastic that was knotted up in her hair out.

"Well, yes to both questions, Momoka. You know, your name has two meanings to it. One, peach flower, and two peach scent. Your mom's name, Momo, means peach. Not only did that name have her name in it, it sorda had the similarity to meaning you being a mini her." He chuckled at the thought as he kept fidgeting with the hair tie. Momoka listen to him with her mouth open, showing she was more then interested. " A peach flower is a peach that hasn't blossomed, meaning you being a baby to her... and supposably me. And peach scent because it's one of the traits of a peach, which I imagined you having hundreds of them from her. I told your mother that, I didn't know where it came from when I said it, but it came to me and when I spoke it, I meant every word. Your mother was my everything and i wanted you to be just like her." Momoka looked up at him and smiled bigger then she'd ever smiled before. Toshiro chuckled as her face lit up so bright it could have made someone blind, she sure was her mothers daughter all right.

"Wow! I have the best name in the world!" She screamed with happiness as she started to giggle. Toshiro only smiled at her and shook his head. Maybe having her around would make life a lot better. But of Corse he would have to give her back some time or another. Toshiro frowned at the thought. He already was thinking about begging Momo to come back to him. Even though he never begged, but this was his and her daughter. She was most like her mother and now, Toshiro was beginning to miss Momo more then ever.

Ding dong!

Toshiro was awoken from his thoughts when the door bell rang through the house. Momoka's eyes lit up and she looked at Toshiro with hopeful eyes. He only chuckled. "Go ahead." He said shuing her. Momoka giggled and jumped down from Toshiro's lap as she ran to the front door. Toshiro slowly got up and stretched, turning to follow her.

Momoka reached up and twisted the door knob and pulled the door open. There stood a young looking girl, maybe twenty, making her three years younger then Toshiro. She had beautiful brown hair, shoulder length, with baby blue orbs. Momoka's eyes narrowed as the woman in front of her smiled down at her. She didn't like the looks of this. Toshiro rounded the corner and looked at who was at the door. He smirked without noticing. He's noticed he had been doing that a lot today for some reason. The girl looked up at him and smiled brightly. Before Momoka had time to close the door in her face the woman had already ran through and jumped into Toshiro's arms and kissed his cheek.

"Hey Toshiro." She said sweetly with her own little giggle at the end. Momoka closed the door softly and watched her dad and this thing right in front of her. She had a bad feeling about this girl. She might have only been five but she wasn't dumb.

"Hey, my sweet Kari." He sort of whispered to her. Momoka could still hear him though and her mouth dropped open when he kissed her softly on the lips. Momoka's eyes began to fill with tears. She looked at the floor and then back up at the two of them. They acted like she wasn't even there.

"Your a liar!" Momoka screamed and pointed at her father. "You said you meant every word of it, if you did you wouldn't be replacing my mommy, daddy!" She screamed as tears rolled down her cheeks again. Toshiro and Kari looked over at her. Toshiro looked at her the same way as before when she had first cried but felt even worse this time. He had fixed the other problem before, now what could he do? Kari on the other hand had no clue what was going on. She had asked Toshiro before if he had any kids. He said no. Momoka looked at her feet and then ran into Toshiro's room and slammed the door. She jumped on his huge bed and started to cry in on of the many pillows.

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Okay chapter three for you, review please. I have decided also that gone for good... or not will be done when it hits chapter twelve cause I have a really good idea for a story that's been bugging me all week but I promised myself I wouldn't kill myself because of having to write all these stories at once. so i wanna finish one so I can post the new story and that one is the closest to finished. Plus the girl on here was named Kari because I have a best friend who helps me with everything I do and write. She is actually the reason I made Momoka, cause she had an OC named Kari that she matched up with Neji from Naruto and she was always writing about her and drawing her so I wanted one to and I ended up falling in love with Momoka, that's why in all my recent stories she's come out somewhere. Well that's why I picked Kari cause she asked me to name her that so there you go Jessica! Please Review!