Here's part 3 for you all, seeing as the last chapter was so dang short! Dx

I actually really like this chapter. I know I wrote it a long time ago, but still, I like it. ^_^

Something that I didn't mention before that I probably should...I watch the English dub of Bleach (which is rare for me), so nicknames and titles will all be the English version, and there aren't any honorifics. Although I'm sure you figured that out by now, I thought I should tell you so that you don't think I'm ignorant or something. XD

(insert disclaimer here)

Yesterday...

Hinamori Momo wandered down the dim corridor, completely absorbed in her own thoughts.

"Momo! Hey, Momo!"

Hinamori jumped slightly at her name and turned around. She smiled upon seeing her close friend Toshiro running up to her, wearing the lopsided grin he reserved only for her. "Hi, Toshiro," she greeted as he caught up to her. "Did you need something?"

Toshiro sighed in exasperation. "What I need is for you to start addressing me properly. It's Captain Hitsugaya now. How many times do I have to tell you that?" he reminded her yet again.

"Alright, Captain Hitsugaya," she said, putting extra emphasis on his precious title.

Toshiro rolled his eyes. "But no, I didn't need anything. I just wanted to talk," he said, looking down and scuffling his feet.

"What about?" Momo asked, her face burning slightly.

"Well..." Toshiro began awkwardly. Suddenly his soul pager went off, and he flipped it open with more force than necessary in his annoyance at being interrupted. "Yes, Rangiku?" he snapped. Then his face grew serious. "What? Where?" There was a brief pause in conversation. "Right, I'm on it." He closed the phone and looked back at Momo, who was staring at him questioningly. "A bit of trouble with a hollow," he said in answer to her unspoken inquiry.

Momo nodded. "Be careful, Lil' Shiroh," Momo murmured.

Toshiro started on his way. "I'll be fine, don't worry about me. Take care of yourself, okay? You were almost killed by Aizen, and you still haven't fully recovered. You should rest, instead of wasting your time being concerned about me," he cautioned.

"Hey! You were almost killed too!" Momo reminded him indignantly.

Toshiro waved off her comment. "Oh, and it's Captain Hitsugaya!" he called back.

Momo laughed. Suddenly remembering, she ran after Toshiro and grabbed his hand to pull him back. He turned around sharply and looked down. Momo followed his gaze, and then broke away, turning red. "Um...what were you going to say earlier?" she asked, staring at her feet uncomfortably.

"Nothing," Toshiro mumbled stiffly before hurrying away. Momo watched him go.

So now the "Captain" is too good to talk to the likes of me? she asked, hurt. No...I'm sure he was just concerned about the hollow. Or something... She began walking again. I wonder what he wanted to say before... she blushed an even deeper shade of red as her mind began unconsciously fantasizing. She halted abruptly. "Stop it!" she ordered herself aloud. "I'm sure he doesn't think of me that way... He probably just considers me a sister... Nothing more..." Her face fell, and she walked on as she began to think about darker, more serious topics.

"Captain Aizen..." she murmured, thoughts climbing out of the corners of her mind where the ex-captain's face always lurked. It wasn't the cruel face she had seen as he nearly stole away her life, but instead was the mask of kindness and gentleness she had known for so long. She still believed it all to be trick; her captain couldn't have betrayed the Soul Society! It wasn't possible! He must have a reason for doing this. She was wise enough not to voice her thoughts, as she knew she'd just be locked up again, but sometimes she even thought he might be on the good side. After all, in war there's no clean line between good and evil, no way to confirm which is right. People will believe what they choose, regardless of the facts in front of them. Momo was torn between admiration for Aizen and loyalty to the Soul Society.

No sense in making a decision now... she thought, sitting down and resting her head. Her eyes grew heavy, and she drifted off to sleep...

-X-

Momo was walking down a white, unknown corridor. She glanced out a window to see a landscape of pale sand and night, with a crescent moon hanging above.

"Where am I?" she wondered, looking around her in puzzlement.

"You're in Hueco Mundo, my dear," said a familiar, calming voice behind her. She spun around and gasped, her eyes filling with tears.

"Captain Aizen!" she choked. She fought the urge to run to him and embrace him.

"What's wrong, Hinamori?" he asked, smiling, his fatherly tone making Hinamori burn with regret.

"Why?" she fought out. "You betrayed the Soul Society! You tried to kill me!" she cried.

Aizen shook his head sadly. "I'm sorry," he murmured as he wrapped his arms around her. Momo's body went limp, and she collapsed, weeping.

"You were like a daughter to me," Aizen continued softly. "It pained me to hurt you, but I could think of no other way to keep you from following me. Now I regret that decision. I need you here, with me."

Momo gulped. "B-but what you're doing...It's wrong!"

"No, Hinamori, what I'm doing will end an injustice and a tainted government," he told her, his voice convincing. "Please, will you help me? Together we can put an end to all of this war and fighting."

Hinamori's breath caught. "No more...fighting?" she repeated slowly.

"Yes. You will no longer have to worry about a loved one dying," he confirmed.

Momo's mind flashed back to Toshiro, fighting so bravely and putting his life at risk, all to protect people like her. "Alright...I'll do it," she said.

"Excellent," Aizen replied. "I'll see you soon, I promise."

-X-

Hinamori opened her eyes and glanced around. She found herself back in her room with Toshiro sitting in the corner, watching her carefully.

"You sure do sleep soundly," he commented. "I carried you all the way here and you didn't stir even once."

A blush crept back into Momo's cheeks. "Oh, sorry, Toshi-...I mean, Captain Hitsugaya," she murmured. She kept her gaze fixed on the ceiling so he wouldn't see the guilt in her eyes.

Toshiro's face was filled with curiosity, but he simply shrugged. He stood up and left silently.

"I really am...sorry...Lil' Shiroh," Momo whispered. She stood herself, grabbed her zanpakuto, and marched out of the room with a look of grim determination. She would find Aizen and end this fighting, for Toshiro's sake.