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Author's Note: Okay, break's over for me! Now that I've spend enough time resting, it's now time to get back to work on The 100 HitsuHina Themes Challenge. Yay! As of right now, I have just past the half way mark. In other words, this is where coming up with new one shots starts to get a bit harder. Wish me luck!

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Without any further adieu, here is theme number fifty-one. Enjoy!


LEGEND

"Talking." "Thinking." Flash Back.


The 100 HitsuHina Themes Challenge

Theme #51: No Way Out

Momo let out a sigh. As she stood in front of the slide door to the tenth division office, the fifth division lieutenant had second thoughts about entering the room. "Maybe I shouldn't give it to him now. He might be busy with his paperwork."

Moments ago, a messenger delivered some amanatto to her division on behalf of her grandmother (who she used to live with in Junrin'an). With the goods, there is an attached letter that asked her to take some to her grandson. As a result, she did as the letter instructed and came to the place where her childhood friend works: tenth division headquarters.

"What if he's not here?" she wondered. "Then, this trip would be such a waste."

Suddenly, the peach girl shook her head. After shaking all doubts away, she mustered all her courage and placed her free hand on the slide door. Once she opened it, Hinamori found no one in immediate sight. So, she stepped into the office when something caught her eye. She turned her head and noticed the white haired captain lying down on the sofa. Wondering what he's doing, she took a closer look only to realize that he is taking a nap.

Momo put the small bundle of amanatto on the coffee table before she took a seat on the edge of the sofa (next to the sleeping Soul Reaper). By the time she resumed her attention to the young prodigy, she let out a soft smile. She couldn't help, but adore the face he's making. No matter how much he has changed, he still makes the same peaceful expression whenever he's exhausted or has nothing to worry about in his sleep. "Whoever goes out with him, will be the luckiest girl in the world."

Noticing that his bangs are a bit messy, she extended her hand out and brushed it aside. Once she finished, she realized something. With her eyes suddenly watery, she raised both her hands up to her face to wipe the upcoming waterworks.

"Oh no, you can't cry over it," she thought. "Besides, you can't have everything you desire."

"Hinamori, what brings you here?" said a voice.

Recognizing the voice, the fifth division lieutenant looked over to find her peers from the Gotei 13.

"Rangiku-san," Momo said. "Nemu-san, you're here too."

The robotic vice-captain bowed her head. "Konnichiwa."

Seeing that the younger Soul Reaper is sitting next to her sleeping captain, a grin appeared on Matsumoto's face. She began teasing Hinamori. "Don't tell me you're here to wake the sleeping prince."

Momo blushed. "Mou, I'm only here to drop off some amanatto Obaa-san sent over."

All of a sudden, the strawberry orange haired woman placed the bottom of her fist on top of the palm of her other hand. "Ah, reminds me!"

She turned to the twelfth division lieutenant.

"Nemu, let's use that."

"Huh?" Momo blinked. "Use what?"

However, neither vice-captain heard her. Kurotsuchi replied, "It does seem appropriate to do as of right now."

With a nod of agreement, Matsumoto extended her hand out to Nemu. "Let me do it."

The peach girl tried to see what the two Soul Reapers are up to. However, all she can see is Rangiku's back. She sighed with defeat; she has no other choice but to wait and find out.

Before she knew it, Rangiku turned around with her hands behind her back and said, "Hinamori, we have something to show you."

"What is it?"

The tenth division vice-captain nodded her head. "Yeah, just put your hand out."

Curious, Momo extended her left hand out. "Like this?"

"Yup." Without any warning, Matsumoto revealed the object behind her back and handcuffed it to her wrist. "Like that."

"Eh?" Hinamori exclaimed. "What is this?"

By the time she looked over, the sneaky vice-captain handcuffed the other end of the chain object to her captain's right wrist. "There."

"W-What are you doing, Rangiku-san?"

"Ngh, what's with all the noise?"

Upon hearing the additional voice, the three females turned their heads to see the tenth division captain is wide awake and sitting up. "H-Hitsugaya-kun!"

Just as he raised his right hand to yawn, Toshiro noticed the dark grey handcuff on his wrist. He soon glared at his lieutenant. "What the hell is this?"

The older Soul Reaper smiled and replied, "Those are handcuffs. You and Hinamori are handcuffed to one another."

"We are what?" Momo exclaimed.

"Matsumoto," Hitsugaya demanded. "Free us this instant."

"I'm sorry Hitsugaya-taicho," Nemu apologized. "Mayuri-sama has yet to make a key to unlock those handcuffs."

"You've got to be kidding me. He hasn't made the key yet?"

"No way," Hinamori said with disbelief. "T-Then, we're stuck together for a while."

Rangiku shrugged her shoulders. "There's no way out of it."

"Yes, there is," Toshiro replied. "We'll just cut it or break it with kido."

"I'm sorry, but those methods won't work," Kurotsuchi pointed out. "Mayuri-sama designed them so that they can withstand any kind of destructive force so that future prisoners won't be able to escape."

However, Toshiro wasn't impressed. "You could have just tested them on the prisoners from Maggot's Nest rather than us."

"Unfortunately, we can't. We don't want to risk any prisoners escaping if the prototype fails to do its job."

He raised his left hand and began rubbing his temples. After a frustrated sigh, he replied, "Fine, we'll manage somehow. In the meantime, go back to your division and tell Kurotsuchi to make a key that unlocks these handcuffs."

"I understand."

"The sooner you do it, the better."

"I'll do my best to tell him that."

With that said, the twelfth division gave him a short bow before she disappeared from sight. Hitsugaya let out a soft sigh before he turned his attention to his vice-captain, who is slowly making her way to the door. "Don't you even dare sne-"

"Sorry taicho, I just remembered I have to go meet someone right now," Rangiku interrupted. "Bye."

Suddenly, she bolted out of the office. As a result, the frustrated captain pounded his fist against the sofa. Hearing the jingle from the handcuff chain, he remembered his childhood friend. He looked over to see Momo laughing hesitantly. "I guess we're going to be together for a bit."

With his left hand, he scratched the side of his head. Once his thoughts were collected, he asked, "Do you have anything to do later?"

Hinamori shook her head. "No, nothing really. What about you?"

"No."

"That's good," Momo replied. "At least not many people will see us walk around like this."

"We can always conceal our presence with Kyokko."

"That's true."

All of a sudden, they heard a noise. Both childhood friends looked down to see that the sound is coming from Momo's stomach. Toshiro raised an eyebrow at her, causing the peach girl to blush.

"Out of all times, why now?" Hinamori thought. "I-It's almost dinner time."

Hitsugaya turned his attention to scenery through the window. It is sunset. "Hn, I'm a bit hungry too."

"Eating out is sort of out of the question," she suggested, "considering the situation we're in."

"You can stay over at my place for the night," Toshiro replied as he faced her once more, "unless you want me to stay at your place."

Momo raised both hands and sputtered, "I-I'm fine with staying at your place. Besides, I'm already here...right?"

"If you say so..."

Then, she saw her childhood friend looked away, trying to hide his blush. "What's wrong?"

Toshiro flinched and turned a few shades darker by the vivid image in his thoughts. "I-I am just worried about...what we're going to do when we need to use the washroom."

At first, she didn't understand what he meant until the thought of going into the washroom together came into mind. Momo blushed. "T-That's right! I totally forgot about it!"

Then, she thought about sitting in the tub together and scrubbing each other's backs. "Did you take a shower yet?"

Realizing what she's doing, the fifth division lieutenant quickly shook the image away and replied to the shy captain, "Yeah, I did."

He closed his eyes and sighed with relief. "Good; we have one less embarrassing experience to deal with."

"Y-Yeah..."

Toshiro reopened his eyes and changed subjects. "A-Anyway, we have no way out of this. We just need to figure it out when the time comes."

She nodded with agreement. "Hai."

With that said, Hinamori stood up from her seat. Just as she headed towards the door, the vice-captain heard her childhood friend yelp in pain. "Ow! Hinamori, my wrist!"

By the time she remembered, Momo stopped and turned around. She gasped. "Oh my gosh, I'm sorry!"

Toshiro let out a relieved sigh. "It's fine; just don't forget we're handcuffed together."

She nodded. "Okay."


Hitsugaya opened the slide door and entered his private quarters. As Hinamori followed his lead, she found herself gazing at every single detail in the house. However, her sightseeing was short lived by a single tug from the other end of the handcuff. "Ouf!"

As she is trying to maintain her balance, she ended up bumping into the white haired captain. As a result, they both fell down on the wooden floor. With an eye open, Toshiro glanced over his shoulder and gave his childhood friend a stern look. Momo laughed hesitantly.

"Oops..."

He resumed his attention to the front and sighed with defeat. This situation reminded him of the time when they still lived in Junrin'an. Every year, there is a contest held in town. Whoever wins the race would receive a month's supply of free food. Normally, food wouldn't be a good choice as a prize because they are spirit dwellers. However, the food suits well as the prize because certain spirits have reiatsu. So, they need food to survive.

When Hinamori first heard the news, she immediately went to him and asked to be his partner for the race. At first, he refused her offer. Being called an odd child by society, he didn't want to show his face in public. Unfortunately for him, he saw the sad look in her eyes afterwards and felt guilty for turning her down. As a result, he gave in and participated in the contest. That was one of the biggest mistakes he made in his entire (after)life.

Not only they didn't win that prize that day, he learned two important facts. One: he and Momo are uncoordinated whenever they are bounded together and two: he became Junrin'an's laughing stock of the week. Though his overall experience wasn't very pleasant, he learned to cope with the differences between he and his childhood friend.

"I'm sorry," Momo apologized. "I wasn't paying attention."

"It's fine as long as you get off me," Toshiro replied. "I don't think I can handle your weight much longer."

"Eh?" Hinamori quickly lifted her body off Hitsugaya and sat next to him. "Are you trying to stay I'm becoming fat?"

The white haired captain got on his knees and replied to the raven haired girl, "No, I didn't say you are fat. It's..."

He turned his gaze away from the older Soul Reaper, hiding the redness on his cheeks.

"...I can feel your chest against me."

"It's what?"

Toshiro lowered his head, hiding the emerald-teal eyes under his bangs. He mumbled, "It's nothing...offensive."

Momo raised an eyebrow, wondering what he just said. "Hitsugaya-kun, did you say something?"

The white haired captain planted one foot on the ground and slowly got back on his feet. Then, he turned his body to one side and his right hand out to Momo. Hinamori blinked a few times before she raised her head. "Let's start prepping for dinner."

She smiled and took his hand, letting the young captain pull her back on her feet. Then, she took off her footwear. Once she is done, Momo said, "Okay, I'm read-"

Her words were cut short because her childhood friend is focused on something else.

"Is there something wrong?"

However, he didn't answer. Wondering what he's looking at, she looked down to see their joined hands. Hinamori blushed and quickly let go of his hand.

"Sorry...about that."

Hitsugaya took a quick glance at the vice-captain before he resumed his attention to the front. He finally replied, "I was just looking at the handcuffs, wondering how long we have to stay bounded to each other."

"Oh," she replied. "So, he wasn't conscious of our physical contact."

Walking down the hallway, they made their way into the kitchen. As Toshiro is checking the contents in the fridge, Momo is swaying back and forth. "Hitsugaya-kun..."

"Hn?"

"I-I need to go."

"Go?" Toshiro looked over to see her. "Go where?"

Hinamori turned a few shades darker and lowered her head. She mumbled, "Washroom."

"Oh, do you really have to go?"

She nodded her head. "Yes."

He closed his eyes and sighed with defeat. He wanted for her to go later, but he's only asking for the impossible. "Fine; let's get this over with."

With that said, he closed the fridge with his left hand and lead his childhood friend to the front door of the washroom. "I-I guess we're going in tog-"

"The toilet is near the door," Hitsugaya explained. "Hopefully, the handcuff chain is long enough for one of us to wait outside."

Momo let out an awkward smile. "I-I hope it works out or else...you have to see me do my bus-"

With the situation envisioned in his thoughts, Toshiro turned red and sputtered, "A-Anyway, just get in there!"

"H-Hai!"

Afterwards, Hinamori did as she was told. With the door closed as much as possible, Hitsugaya turned around and waited for his childhood friend.

"Mou, it's so hard to untie my sash with one hand."

He closed his eyes and sighed with defeat. None of this would have happened if Matsumoto didn't come up with the crazy idea of bounded them together with a pair of indestructible handcuffs. "Note to self: make sure to clean up your office tomorrow before she arrives at work."

Toshiro opened his eyes to take a quick glance at the front entrance of the house.

"Kurotsuchi better hurry up with that key."

"Hitsugaya-kun, can you lean closer to do the door?" Hinamori suddenly asked. "I can't feel the blood flow in my arm because...you know."

"Oh, sorry." He took two steps back, enough to feel the doorknob against his spine. Then, he put his right arm behind him. "Is that better?"

"Yeah," Momo replied. "Do you need to go after?"

"I already went before we were handcuffed," he explained. "So, I don't think I'll be going until bedtime."

"Oh...I see."

Judging by the tone of her voice, Hitsugaya began to worry about Hinamori. Did he say something to make her feel upset? He took a quick glance over his shoulder to see the light of the partially opened door. Toshiro resumed his attention to the front and said, "Just to let you know, I'm not angry with you. I'm just irritated with Matsumoto getting us in this mess."

All of a sudden, he heard a flushing noise. Then, he noticed the small beam of light on the ground suddenly turn into a large one. Hitsugaya turned around to see the content raven haired girl, "I'm so relieved that I didn't make you upset."

Seeing her smile like that, he couldn't help but return the gesture with his own. However, it didn't take long for him to realize the embarrassing situation he got into. Toshiro blushed and snapped, "Oi, pull up your hakama! I don't want to see your panties underneath!"

The timid Soul Reaper raised both her hands and sputtered, "I would do it, but it would take forever for me to pull it up with a single free hand!"

"T-There's still enough distance for you to pull it up with both your hands!"

"That's easy for you to say!" Hinamori exclaimed. "My left hand is already half asleep!"

"Argh, fine!" Toshiro said. "I'll help you out! J-Just don't tell anyone about this." After a short nod from her, he stepped into the washroom and got down on one knee. He picked up her hakama and lifted it half way up Momo's knees. Still feeling the heat on his cheeks, he looked away and muttered, "You're such a bed-wetter."

In response to her nickname, Hinamori pouted. "Uruse Shiro-chan."

He gave her a stern look. "It's Hitsugaya-taicho to you. Now, help out. I'm definitely not going to do all the work."

"Okay! Okay!"

As she is fixing her kimono, the vice-captain took a quick glance at the white haired prodigy (who had his head turned away) and let out an amused smile. She couldn't help, but feel a bit naughty exposing most of her lower half to her crush. "Are you done yet?"

Momo snapped back to reality and quickly went back to fixing her clothes. "Just wait a little longer; I'm almost done."

Hitsugaya sighed with defeat. "If you say so..."


After placing everything on the table, the two childhood friends sat together and said their thanks. Once they placed their hands down, they just stared at their food. Hinamori asked, "So, how should we go about this?"

"I really have no idea," Hitsugaya replied. "No thanks to the handcuffs, I can't use my chopsticks while you can't hold the rice bowl at the same time."

"In that case, I'll do all the work," she suggested.

Toshiro raised an eyebrow at her. "What are you talking about?"

"Well, you'll hold the bowl while I use my chopsticks to feed both of us," Momo said.

He folded his arms and frowned.

"What?"

Then, the young captain sighed with defeat and replied, "I would normally protest against the idea, but I'm too hungry to do that. Just remember to give me some food to eat while you're having your meal."

The raven haired girl then smiled with delight. "Okay!"

With that said, she picked up her chopsticks and began gathering food on top of her rice bowl. Once it is full enough, she began to eat it.

"Mm, it's delicious!"

"Yeah, I know," the white haired Soul Reaper replied as he watched his childhood friend stuff her face with food. "Can I have a bite please?"

Suddenly, she scooped a small portion of her fried fish meat and rice before holding the chopsticks in front of her childhood friend. "Here you go!"

Toshiro gave her a strange look. Something about the fifth division lieutenant seemed a bit different. As a result, he began wondering if it has something to do with him. "She better not be making fun of me."

Then, he opened his mouth and ate the serving. After a few bites of food and a close observation of Momo's behaviour, Hitsugaya suddenly asked, "Does the way I eat amuses you?"

Momo giggled. "That's not why I'm smiling."

He placed his left arm on the table so that his chin can rest on the palm of his hand. "Hn, so why are you smiling?"

"We're eating from the same chopsticks," she thought. "I'm just in a good mood. Besides, things are going well in the fifth division since Hirako-taicho was promoted."

"That's expected," Hitsugaya replied. "He was the fifth division captain before Aizen."

"Really? I didn't know that."

"I thought you knew. Besides, you did sense his reiatsu when we were fighting in the Winter War."

"Well, I was out of commission when he and his group arrived," Hinamori mumbled after putting her chopsticks in her mouth. "That attack from that beast critically damaged my internal organs."

Toshiro put the rice bowl down for a moment to take a sip from his bowl of miso soup. At the same time, he recalled the worries he had at that time. He didn't want his childhood friend to get involved in the war at all. With her previous encounter with her former captain in mind, he had to keep Momo away from Aizen even if it killed him. It was a feeling he will never forget. "That's true..."

He took a quick glance at the fifth division lieutenant and remembered the vigorous training he did over the past three months. As he was training to fully master his Bankai, he kept telling himself that he has to do it. It's not only for the sake of being a burden next time; it's not only for the sake of killing Aizen anymore. It's for the sake of protecting the one he cares the most.

"I have to become stronger so that I can protect Hinamori."

"Hitsugaya-kun, is there something wrong?"

The white haired captain snapped back to reality and looked at the concerned raven haired girl. Then, he put his miso soup down on the table and replied, "No, I was just...thinking."

"What are you thinking about?"

He picked up a chopstick with his left hand and put the tip in the soup. He slowly stirred it in a circular motion. "It's...nothing important."

"Oh..." After a brief moment of silence, a thought came into Momo's mind. She placed her chopstick down so that she can place her hand over her chest. She lowered her head and began to worry. "What if he's thinking about about a girl he likes?"

She slowly raised her head to see her childhood friend. Before he could notice her actions, she lowered her head once more.

"I know it's none of my business, but...it's not odd for someone like him to be thinking about those things. He is a growing young man after all." Hinamori closed her eyes and sighed with defeat. "The thought is killing me; I should get it over with and ask him."

The older Soul Reaper turned her body to face him. Noticing the change, Toshiro looked at her and listened to what she wants to say. "Hitsugaya-kun, I have something to tell you."

"What is it?" As he waited for her question, he thought about all the possible things the raven haired girl can ask him about. While one particular question lingered in his thoughts, he tried not to think too deeply about it. "She can't be telling me about that."

"D-Do...We should start cleaning up," Hinamori said. "Besides, we're both pretty much full now...right?"

"Uh, y-yeah...sure." With a nod of agreement, she stood up from her seat and began gathering all the empty bowls and plates together. In the meantime, closed his eyes and sighed with defeat. "It's just as I thought; there's no point in expecting anything special from her."

All of a sudden, he heard a scream. Before he could react to the cry, Toshiro felt something tug on his right arm. As a result, the pulling force sent him tipping over and fall to the cold wooden flooring below. Then, he heard a shattering sound. Knowing that he must clean up the mess, Hitsugaya placed his hands on the ground and slowly got on his knees. By the time he opened his eyes, he turned a few shades darker as he felt his heart race. Somehow, he ended up landing on top of his childhood friend.

Momo groaned. Once she opened her eyes, she immediately let out a soft gasp and blushed. "No, my heart...it's beating so loud."

She swallowed hard. With him so close, she couldn't help but feel drawn by presence.

"Please...quiet down or else he'll hear it," she thought. "If he did, he will find out how much I feel about him!"

"Um..." As he felt the intense heat from his face, Hitsugaya looked away and mumbled, "I-I should get off and clean up the mess before either of us gets hur-"

Suddenly, he felt something soft against his cheek. Just as he resumed his attention to Momo, she pulled him close enough that their lips joined together. Toshiro's eyes widened upon astonishment as a single question whirled in his thoughts: why is childhood friend kissing him? But before he could figure out the answer, the white haired captain closed his eyes and began kissing her back.

The two new found lovers remained that way until they slowly pulled away, staring into each other's eyes. Before anything else happened to them, Hinamori gasped and quickly sat up. After the realization hit her like a speeding truck, the raven haired girl turned her body away from the tenth division captain. "I-I can't believe it! I'm the worst!"

She shut her eyes tightly and began apologizing to him.

"I-I'm so sorry! I-I don't know what came over m-"

All of a sudden, she felt a pair of arms drape over her shoulders and pull her all the way back against something warm. Welcomed back his embrace, she felt his cool lips against her temple before he rested on her shoulder.

"Shiro-chan..."

"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I also don't know what came over me."

"He cares...he really cares about me." Feeling great happiness, she raised her hands and placed them over his. With a genuine smile on her face, she asked, "Since when did you realize...your feelings for me?"

"Who knows; it has been too long..."

Momo glanced over her shoulder to see her beloved childhood friend. With her soft hand on his cheek, she pulled him into another kiss. But before she can wrap her arms around his neck, Toshiro suddenly broke the intimate action and pulled away. Wondering if she did something terrible or he became disinterested, Momo asked, "What's wrong?"

"I-I can't hold it anymore," he confessed. "I need to go."

At first, Hinamori didn't understand what he was talking about until the realization dawned to her. The peach girl turned red as a cherry and replied, "Ah, o-okay! Let's go!"

Without another moment to waste, Hitsugaya took her hand. Once they got back on their feet, they quickly made their way to the washroom.


With a single turn of a key, the handcuffs unlocked and came falling on the table below. As a result, both captive Soul Reapers leaned back against their seats and sighed with relief. All the difficult moments have finally come to past. Toshiro said, "Thanks Kurotsuchi."

"Yeah," Momo agreed. "Thanks Kurotsuchi-san."

"It's no problem," the robotic vice-captain replied, "and I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

Just as she is about to pick up the handcuffs, Hitsugaya said, "Don't worry about them; I'll take them to Kurotsuchi myself."

Nemu pulled her hand away and placed them together over her lap. "In that case, I shall take my leave. I will inform Mayuri-sama about this and the valuable data I collected from this experiment."

As she is leaving the tenth division office, Hinamori laughed hesitantly at the thought of being Captain Kurotsuchi's lab rat. By the time the slide door closed, the busty vice-captain quickly turned to the childhood friends and grinned with amusement. Rangiku asked, "So, how's your bonding experience together?"

Toshiro folded his arms and gave her a stern look, knowing too well that she wants to know all the fine details of last night's events. "It's alright; we didn't get into too many problems."

Momo happily nodded with agreement. "Hai."

After hearing their unusual responses, she placed a hand on her chin. She leaned closer and began to question them, "Something has happened and you're not telling me."

"Yeah, no thanks to you," Hitsugaya bluntly admitted. "Momo and I are somehow going out with each other."

All of a sudden, her face lightened up. "R-Really? I'm so happy for you!"

"Thanks Rangiku-san," Hinamori replied.

"I guess you helped out this time." The white haired captain turned his gaze away from his lieutenant. "So, I'll let you have that jug of sake I confiscated a while ago."

"Aww, you're too kind!" Matsumoto said. "Where is it?"

"It's in the drawer behind my desk."

Looking forward to drinking sake in the middle of the day, the strawberry orange haired Soul Reaper got out of her seat and skipped over to her captain's desk. After she took a seat, she began looking through each of the drawers for the jug Hitsugaya spoke about. "Taicho, I can't find i-"

Suddenly, she heard the sound of a click. Wondering where the noise is coming from, she looked over only to let out a high pitched screech. She caught the young prodigy handcuffing her to the chair. "Oh sorry, I forgot. I cleaned up the office before you arrived. You just have to get it next time."

"No way!" Matsumoto exclaimed. "You've got to be kidding me!"

Hinamori walked up to her boyfriend's side with the key at hand. Then, she tucked it into her white sash and said, "Sorry Rangiku-san, but I have to go along with Shiro-chan this time. Aside from realizing our feelings for one another, we..."

She blushed.

"We had to go through some embarrassing situations together."

With that said, the two lovers made their way towards the door. As Momo opened the slide door, Toshiro stopped walking and glanced over his shoulder to see Rangiku struggle to get out. He said, "Since you're going to be here for a bit, why don't you finish up the paperwork I left on the desk?"

"Toshiro, let's go eat lunch together," Hinamori suggested. "I know a good restaurant we can dine at."

"Sure," Hitsugaya replied. "I am a bit hungry."

Ignoring Matsumoto's pleas, the young captain and his childhood friend left her to do all of today's paperwork.

"Taicho! Hinamori!" she exclaimed. "You guys are so mean!"


Japanese Word Translations

Amanatto - a Japanese traditional sweet made up of beans covered with refined sugar after simmering with with sugar syrup and drying, Konnichiwa - Good Afternoon, Obaa-san - Grandmother, Taicho - Captain, Kido - Demon Arts, Hai - Yes, Hakama - a traditional Japanese clothing that are tied at the waist and fall down to the ankle length, Uruse - Shut Up


Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed it! I'll be back soon with the next theme! In the meantime, please review! Thanks.