DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLEACH.

Angel and Her Little Devils

...

"Kodomo-san is a pervert."

-Toushiro Hitsugaya.

"I am not a pervert!"

-Momo Hinamori.

...

I meekly stared at the teacher who was currently struggling to be seen amongst the tables and chairs in front of her. She put her hands on the top of the table and pushed herself up. She sat comfortably at the edge and smiled at her students.

"Good morning class." She spotted me and then asked, "What's your name, new student-san?" She urged me to stand up and I obeyed.

"My name is Momo Hinamori." I immediately took my seat again, avoiding all the unnecessary attention, yet again. The game of tag earlier was enough.

"Hina-chan then!" Yachiru-sensei announced. She looked at the class and said, "Please bring out your book. We're going to discuss Shakespearean Sonnets."

I groaned. I hate sonnets. I had enough of it at my old school. I sighed and fished out my book on the bag beside me.

"Ah, before I forgot," she turned her attention towards Hitsugaya-kun. "Hello nephew!"

I saw Hitsugaya-kun gave Yachiru-sensei a glare. If looks could freeze someone, Yachiru-sensei would be ice cube by now.

I leaned towards Rangiku-san and whispered, "So Hitsugaya-kun is Yachiru-sensei's nephew, huh." I sneaked a glance at Hitsugaya-kun, who was lost in his own world, glaring daggers at Yachiru-sensei.

"Not really. They're not related. Yachiru-sensei just loves calling taichou her nephew because they were both lacking in height."

"Oh I see."

"Don't tell it to taichou. He'll kill me if he knew I told you."

"Don't worry. I won't tell him," I focused my attention to Yachiru-sensei again.

Angel and Her Little Devils

Math came next after English. Our teacher, Soifon, was so strict. She didn't want any noise. Even if you drop your eraser she would reprimand you. As if I had a control on my eraser, damn it. After quite some time, Rangiku mentioned a woman's name. It's Yoruichi I think. And that's when our Math discussion went off course.

Soifon-senseo was lost in her own world, telling us about how wonderful her Yoruichi-sama was. I heaved a loud sigh and leaned on my seat. Damn. What in the world is with the teachers here? And more importantly what in the world was wrong with the students?

As Soifon-sensei babbled about the greatness of this woman called Yoruichi, the students started to mind their own business.

Abarai-kun was busy stuffing his lunch on his mouth. He was holding a book in front of him so Soifon-sensei would not notice, as if she would notice. She was away from reality right now.

Izuri, the bastard who sneaked in my room, was giving me dirty looks. I'm not the one who backed out from a fight so I glared back at him. Damn you, I mouthed to him. His eyebrow twitched in disgust and turned his head away from me.

Yumichika-kun was busy, admiring himself in the compact mirror he brought to school. Madarame-kun too was busy swinging his hand in the air, like he had a sword or something.

Kurosaki-kun was in his own world too, busy flirting with the two girls in beside him. I wonder...who is he going out with between those two?

And my eyes landed on Hitsugaya-kun, who was looking outside the window in reverie. Really, he's so good-looking. One could be lost in those charms of his. Damn ojii-san. His white hair, that is so soft like cotton. His emerald eyes that was so deep and mesmerizing. The contours of his neck, God, when did I turn into a pervert?

Then I look on his lips, it was smirking. Smirking, smirking...wait...smirking? I looked up and saw him looking at me, eyes twinkling with amusement and playfulness. He caught me looking at him, staring at me, ogling at him. No, no, no.

"Kodomo-san is a pervert," he mouthed. He plopped his head on his palm and stared at me.

I frowned. "I am not, ojii-san."

"Yes you are."

"No I am not."

"Yes you are."

"No I am not." Those words came out as a shout, snapping everyone from what they were doing.

"What is you're not, Hinamori-san?" Soifon-sensei asked sternly.

"Ah..." I was lost for words. "Uhm..." I gulped. There's no way out of this. So I just blurted out what first came to my mind, "I am not a pervert!"

The room exploded into many fits of laughter. I felt my cheeks heat up.

"Thanks for telling us you're not a pervert, Hinamori-san." Soifon-sensei raised her hand and cupped her mouth, turning her back on us. I could see she was holding back her laughter. She was tremendously shaking.

"Just laugh sensei." I sighed. And watched as Soifon-sensei, released her mouth from her hands and laughed hard, I could swear she almost roll on the floor.

I glanced at Hitsugaya-kun and he was smirking at me. Damn ojii-san.

Angel and Her Little Devils

Math was really a disaster. I hope P.E. would be better. We entered the gym and my mouth dropped open. Standing on the basketball court was a man with jet black, spiky hair and bells hanging on every spike. Damn, a child-like English teacher, a ninja-like math teacher, a gangster-like P.E. teacher, I would not be surprise if our Science teacher came in an astronaut uniform.

"Good morning class!" he greeted us with a sly grin. "Let's have fun today as well." He looked at Hitsugaya-kun and his eyes sparkled with delight. "Prepare yourself Hitsugaya!" He shouted and attacked Hitsugaya-kun with a shinai he produced out of nowhere.

Hitsugaya-kun blocked the first attack with his hands. "Zaraki!" he hissed. "Will you please stop attacking me every damn time we meet?"

"Attentive as usual Hitsugaya," Zaraki-sensei told him and laughed maniacally. "Today, I will defeat you."

"Leader!" Kurosaki-kun tossed a shinai towards Hitsugaya-kun. He pushed Zaraki-sensei back and caught the shinai in his right hand.

"Thanks Kurosaki." He positioned himself and readied his stance. He grimaced at Zaraki-sensei. "I'm getting tired playing your games Zaraki. When are you going to leave me alone?"

"I will beat you done Hitsugaya," Zaraki-sensei shouted as he attacked Hitsugaya-kun. I yelped and looked around in search for Rangiku-san. My mouth dropped open when I saw her collecting bets from our classmates. They were betting which person would win.

"Guys, aren't you worried? What if they got hurt?" I panicked and ran towards Hitsugaya-kun and Zaraki-sensei.

"Don't worry...it will end up – where are you going Hinamori?" Rangiku-san hollered, "Hinamori calm down. Don't go anywhere near them."

I went in front of Hitsugaya-kun, spreading my arms to prevent Zaraki-sensei from attacking Hitsugaya-kun.

"Are you an idiot?" Hitsugaya-kun whispered as he held my waist and swung me to the other side, avoiding a direct hit in the head from Zaraki-sensei's shinai. "Zaraki-sensei won't stop attacking me until he's down. Don't butt in my affairs, kodomo-san."

"B-But," I stammered. I was speechless, his arms were still all over me and I found it hard to breathe.

"Hitsugaya!" Zaraki-sensei raised his shinai, ready to strike down Hitsugaya-kun.

"Ugh." Hitsugaya-kun dodged the attacked and sent a kick towards Zaraki-sensei's shinai, effectively breaking it. "Zaraki-sensei, let's resume the fight some other day, will you please? We had a new student and you're sending her to the depths of confusion."

"Oh, a new student," Zaraki-sensei dropped his broken shinai and raised his fist. "Wanna fight?"

"Uh, no thanks," I grumbled.

"Zaraki, don't invite anyone you just met into a fight. Not everyone is a war freak like you." Hitsugaya-kun removed his hands from my waist. Ugh, just when I begun to love it – stop it Momo. I do not loving his arms around me. It didn't give me a fluffy, sweet feeling inside, I swear.

Hitsugaya-kun sighed. "Let's begin this P.E. without any fights at all."

Angel and Her Little Devils

I never felt so tired in my life. Finally, my most awaited lunch time came.

"Momo-chan, let's go to the cafeteria," Rangiku-san said.

I nodded, "Alright let me get my lunch box." I opened my bag and fished out my lunch box from it. I went towards Rangiku-san and told her, "I'm ready."

"Come on then. How about you taichou? Are you coming with us?"

"Yes, just give me a minute."

We went towards the cafeteria and saw Kurosaki-kun waving at us.

"Guys, we're here!"

I looked at the people around him. As usual, he was between the jet black haired girl and the orange haired girl. Madarame-kun, Abarai-kun, Sado-kun, Ishida-kun, Yumichika-kun, Izuru-kun and even Ichimaru-kun were there.

"Ah, Ichimaru-kun, you're here," I smiled at him. He grinned at me and I suddenly felt scared.

"Hello there, Hinamori-san," Ichimaru-kun greeted me. I nodded and greeted him back.

I sat down beside the orange-haired girl and smiled at her.

"Hello, Hinamori-san. My name is Orihime Inoue," she told me.

"My name is Rukia Kuchiki!" the other woman beside Kurosaki-kun said. "And we expect you to know the boys here."

"Ah, yes, we were in the same dormitory."

"Well come on, let's eat now," Hitsugaya-kun grumbled. He stood up and went towards the counter to buy food. On the other hand, I stared at everyone seated on the table.

The girls were already eating and the boys already bought their food. I looked at Kurosaki-kun and asked, "So which among these lovely ladies you are dating?"

Kurosaki-kun choked on his food and grabbed the glass of water on the table, drinking half of it. "E-Excuse me?" He coughed.

"I'm asking you which among Orihime-san and Rukia-san, you are dating."

"I'm dating nobody."

"Eh?"

"Pfft – Ichigo wouldn't dare to date any of them. He's too much of a coward."

"Shut up Renji," Kurosaki-kun hooted. "I am not a coward."

"Yeah, then you and Orihime would be dating by now," Abarai-kun retorted.

"So, Kurosaki-kun liked Orihime-san?" I asked. By what I said, Kurosaki-kun turned red and so was Orihime-san. On the other hand, Rukia-san smiled sadly.

Wait – wait...let me process these thoughts. Rukia-san likes Kurosaki-san who likes Orihime-san and –and...I don't know what comes next.

I leaned down towards Rangiku-san and questioned her, "What's with this scenario?"

Rangiku-san whispered, "Well...Ichigo and Orihime were childhood friends. After Orihime's father died, she turned to Ichigo for comfort. In the process, both of them fell in love with each other."

"And where does Rukia-san come in the picture?" I muttered, eyeing the three people in front of me.

"Apparently, Ichigo saved Rukia once when they were little. And when she saw him again, well – she just fell in love. But Ichigo had always been in love with Orihime. And personally, I don't think it would change. He loves to be her knight and shining armour."

"Kurosaki-san seemed to be a member of the justice league."

"That's a good one. He could be Superman." Rangiku-san and I laughed heartily.

I suddenly winced when I felt something cold touch my cheek. I looked up and saw Hitsugaya-kun handing me a cold cola.

"You're thirsty, right? And you're pretty tired too. Sweets could cheer you up, kodomo-san."

"Ah, uhm, thanks, ojii-san," I told him while flushing a little.

"It's nothing really," he said. He sat down beside me and started to eat. I stared at everyone and saw them grinning at us. I got a feeling that I'm part of some sort of misunderstanding again.

Angel and Her Little Devils

Author's Notes: Thanks for reading. Please drop some reviews and let me know your thoughts.