Hitsugaya's pov
I walked home with a smile plastered on my face. `She kissed me!!' I couldn't help but think. I was so lost in a daze I didn't even realize Momo trying to start a conversation with me until she slapped me.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU!?!?!?!?!?!?!" I screamed at her. She just looked at me like I'm retarded (AN: no affiance) and slapped me again. I was about to scream again but she asked, "What's the matter with you?" I just looked at her and simply said, "It's none of your concern," and walked away.
She was pissed obviously at what I just said, but I could care less. She tried to KILL ME over some gay ass guy who was just using her for his own personal gain. It use to make me sick at the very thought of her being with him and pushing me off. We were childhood friends for god's sake. And to think I liked her. Gage me with a spoon. Rangiku is so much better than that. I mean she went up against Ichimaru Gin, her childhood friend, savior, best friend, and lover because she knew it was wrong, she knew something was up. I know she's not the brightest candle but, come on, she saved me.
Did Ms. Bed wetter save me NOOOOO like I said she tried to kill me? What a bitch! Even Rangiku isn't cheerful when she's around and she's like a rainbow of joy, but as I was saying Rangiku is the best. She makes my tea the right way, knows when to leave me alone, brightens up my day, and is just so....so….so……..herself.
I reached my house and walked in to take a shower and then to take a nap just as Ran had told me to.