"GYAH!" Toshiro screamed, rolling off the side of the bed and onto the floor with a loud thud.

"What the hell are you doing in here!" Toshiro shouted, probably waking half the apartment building in the few seconds it took him to utter those words.

Momo glanced around, then frowned down at him. "Well, it's my room isn't it!"

A Few Minutes Earlier...

Momo scooted closer to the source of warmth, still half asleep with her eyes closed. She assumed it was just a blanket and drifted back into a deeper sleep.

Toshiro, meanwhile, had just woken up and was facing the wall. He rolled over and yawned as he opened his eyes. In front of him was a sleeping Momo, curled up into a little ball. She seemed content while unconscious.

"Hmm, she's cute when she's sleeping..." Toshiro thought, taking a few seconds to realize that Momo was actually in his bed. "WHAT!"

Present Time

"You told me I could sleep in here and that you would be sleeping in her room!" Toshiro pointed accusingly at the door, where a very sneaky Rangiku had been hiding ever since she realized that Momo was no longer in her room. Realizing that she had been caught, Rangiku began to inch away until the door was shut.

"Well I was too tired to realize what I was doing! How long were you watching me sleep anyways, you pervert!" Momo shouted, ducking her face under the covers.

Toshiro began to turn red, partially out of irritation and partly out of embarrassment. "For like one second before I had a heart attack! You come into MY bed and I'M the pervert?"

"It's not your bed!" Momo told him, voice muffled by the covers.

He sighed and stood back up, smoothing his shorts and t-shirt. "Whatever, it doesn't matter. Just get out now," Toshiro ordered, pointing towards the door once again. He then crossed his arms over his chest, waiting.

Momo, however, resisted. "No. It's my room, and this is my bed, so I am going to stay in it." She had moved so her body was under the warm sheets, but her head was now sticking out of the top. It appeared to Momo that she had won.

Toshiro wouldn't have it, though. He threw the covers off of her, picked her up bridal-style, and began going for the exit.

"Wh- what are you doing? Put me down NOW!" Momo began shaking her body in an attempt to escape, but Toshiro kept his grip tight around her, barely loosening it as he opened the door.

"Be quiet, would you?"

The girl was about to say something back to him as she looked up and saw his eyes. He looked down at her also, and for a second, it seemed like he wasn't going to put her down. Or maybe Momo wished that Toshiro wouldn't put her down. Either way, those hunches would be wrong.

Less than a second later, Momo was dropped onto the couch, and she watched in irritation as Toshiro walked back into her room and slammed the door.

"What a jerk! I can't believe I thought he was nice! I can't believe I have to live with that until Wednesday! And I was already upset because it's a Monday," Momo ranted to herself, unaware of her room mate behind her.

"So, you did think he was nice?" Rangiku asked her teasingly.

"Thought. Past tense!" She shouted.

Toshiro listened from the other side of the wall. For some reason, it really upset him that Momo was angry with him. "Perhaps infuriated would be a better word for it," Toshiro thought, shrugging as he waited for the proper time to leave the room.

Five minutes later, he was dressed and ready, not to mention hungry. He stuck his head out first, glancing around for signs of an angry Momo. When the coast appeared to be clear, the rest of Toshiro's body followed as he checked his wallet for money to buy breakfast.

Even though Toshiro had been very careful to make sure that Momo wasn't in sight, he didn't notice the pancakes on the stove, nor a soft mumbling.

"Found it!" Momo exclaimed, popping up from behind the counter holding up the spatula she had used the day before to get cookie dough off the ceiling.

Toshiro jumped, bumping his arm on the wall in the process. He never thought that Momo would have been kneeling behind the counter. She noticed him, then went to flip the pancakes.

"I'm going out to get something to eat, I'll be back later," Toshiro told her, moving again.

Momo frowned. "You don't want pancakes? I put the syrup into the batter!" She seemed sad that he wouldn't want to eat her food.

"I thought you were mad at me?" He questioned, remembering her yelling just minutes before.

She checked the pancakes as she responded, "These are 'I'm sorry' pancakes! Sorry for yelling at you, Hitsugaya-kun. It really wasn't your fault." Momo took the four off of the pan and put them onto a plate. "Help yourself."

Toshiro suspiciously made his way to the counter, picked up one of the pancakes, and bit off a piece. "Thanks."

"No problem."

There was a short silence before Toshiro asked. "Where is she?"

Knowing that he meant Rangiku, Momo sighed and told him that she had gone out with some friends; they had spontaneously decided to take a short road trip.

"She won't be here tonight, but she should be back by tomorrow afternoon."

"So we'll be alone, huh…" Toshiro mused, taking another bite of his pancake.

And the room settled into another awkward silence.

"Hey, Hitsugaya-kun? Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?" Momo asked as she ran water onto the frying pan.

Toshiro stared up in surprise. "W-Why?" He tried hard not to sound as surprised as he probably looked.

"I don't know, because I really don't feel like cooking tonight, and the fast-food places nearby are all really greasy," Momo told him. "And I hate eating by myself, especially at a sit-down restaurant."

"Oh, okay. Sure, I'll go out with you." Toshiro realized what he had said. "Out to dinner with you…"

Momo grinned. "Thank you! And it's on me, by the way." She still felt as though she had to make up for yelling at him, and he had also helped her yesterday when she fell.

"No, I'll pay." Toshiro didn't want to inconvenience her anymore than he already had.

"No, I will!"

"I'll do it."

"No, you won't!"

Toshiro sighed. "Isn't it amazing how we go from friendly, to fighting, back to friendly, then we start fighting all over again? I've already been in, what, three fights with you in the past 24 hours."

Momo knew this was his way of saying 'I'm changing the subject because I'm going to do what I want.' Which meant it was Toshiro who would be paying for dinner.

"Do you have any plans for today, Hitsugaya-kun?" Momo asked, grabbing a pancake and walking past him to the couch.

"No, why?"

"I was just wondering." Momo turned on the T.V, and the two of them watched a movie and two shows until Momo looked at him and complained, "I'm bored!"

"So what do you want me to do about it?"

Momo thought for a second, then brightened as she ran over to a fat envelope on the counter. "I know they're in here somewhere…" She muttered, pulling it several small papers.

"What are those?" Toshiro asked.

"Coupons… I had one for two free rounds of bowling, for two people! I already used the first one with Izuru, but there should be one left…" She went back to looking for them until she pulled out a piece of thick paper shaped like a bowling pin.

"So what do you say? Do you want to go bowling?"

"Fine."

This was all I was able to write on vacation… At least for this story, because I worked on this one last. I would have made it longer, but I just didn't feel like it. Anyways, how was it? Next chapter will be a bit… more romantic :D Please review, and check out my other stories if you haven't already!

~SnowKoyuki13