"Hush, children, and you will listen to the words of Kaguya": Hello. In this chapter, it's in Toshiro Hitsugaya's point of view. Remember this is years after most events have taken place, so if some things sound too early to already be happening, you'll know why. This was originally supposed to be a two-shot thing but then I decided to add a tad bit more. There will a third chapter, but I think it will be in third person.

Disclaimer: I should have made it obvious that I don't own Bleach in the first chapter...

"Shiro-chan!"

I turn around to see my wife running towards me. "Yes, Momo?" I ask her.

"Are you going to visit them again?" Momo said as she picked up our child who just wobbled his way out of the house after her.

"Yeah," I said as I ruffled my son's hair, something that others used to do to me. "I'll stop by Ukitake-san's then head to Matsumoto's."

"After you visit them, could you stop by the store and buy more milk for Jushiro and watermelon for yourself?"

I look at our son. We decided to name him after Junshiro Ukitake, the man who treated me like his son. The one who also gave me unnecessary gifts whenever he had the chance. Ukitake-san had died a month before Momo was due. He died protecting her and me from an attack by a hollow. Momo and I knew exactly what to name our first son.

"Shiro-chan?" Momo's voice sounded worried. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I was just lost in my thoughts," I assure her.

In no time I'm practically there. I take a right turn at the corner and walk through the entrance. In the first row I find Ukitake's grave. He was placed among the others who die in battle, but Momo wanted to make his grave more elaborate. She had a slice of watermelon engraved into the grave marker.

"So that a piece of you is always with him, Shiro-chan," she said when I asked her about it.

I stayed with Ukitake for fifteen minutes, just talking to him about how everything is. How baby Jushiro had just taken his first steps last week. I told him that his friend Shinsui is easier to keep under control since he and his lieutenant married. I almost forgot to tell him that Head Captain Yamamoto has decided to have this year be his last as Head Captain.

When I finished my visit, I said my goodbye, but in the way he would have always wanted me to.

"I'll see you soon, 'Oto-san'," I waved as I walked away. My next destination is to Matsumoto's dwelling.

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I arrive at her grave site in a few minutes. She told me she wanted her grave to be in her favorite spot, under a huge cherry blossom tree. Apparently that was where she had her first kiss from Ichimaru Gin.

I looked up at the tree as it slowly swayed in the soft breeze. In a few days the blossoms would start falling. Matsumoto would love the beautiful scene.

"Hey, Matsumoto," I whisper. I see that some tulips had grown around the tree, "Keeping things lively, aren't you?"

As if responding to my question, the tulips swayed for a brief moment. I smiled and sat down by her tombstone.

"This might make you happy although I don't see why, but Hisagi, Kira, and the manager from your favorite bar have convinced the manager from your favorite wine company to name their new product after your favorite flower, the amaryllis," I said. Instantly I hear Matsumoto's cheerful laugh in my mind.

There was a long pause before I whispered my real thoughts ot her, "Why...why did you... have to go, Matsumoto?"

I waited for an answer, but not even the tree stirred.

"Everyone misses your liveliness. My son misses his favorite babysitter. Kira and Hisagi miss their drinking buddy. Momo misses you and your advice," I force a small chuclke to the last comment.

I closed my eyes and many memories rush back to me. The day she first was my lieutanant. When we aided Ichigo Kurosaki and his friends. One memory sticked out the most.

She had dragged me into a flower shop to help me buy something for Momo's birthday. While I payed for the bouquet, Rangiku went to a far corner in the back of the shop. As I approached her, she looked as though the amaryllis flower in front of her was hypnotizing her. But the look on her face held some happiness.

It took her a while for her to notice my presence, and when she did, she just explained how it's her favorite.

"It's been my favorite flower since childhood," Rangiku said, almost embarrassed about it.

"Is there a reason why this would be your favorite? I thought most girls liked roses or orchids," I asked.

"Oh, well, these flowers remind me of Gin's eyes."

I should have known...

"And he once told me that his was the Balloon flower," she informed me.

"Did he ever tell you why?" I couldn't help but to ask.

"My, this is some special occasion. You never ask about my personal life," she didn't need to look at my glaring face to have her smile fade. She let out a small brooding sigh, "He...he never did tell me, actually."

"I suppose you would like to know?" I asked.

She nodded.

The memory stayed with me because the sweet smell of flowers fogged up my senses and I eventually passed out. More memories rushed back to me, but they were interrupted by a somewhat familiar scent. Extintly I opened my eyes to look around.

Kaguya: Yeah... I may have disappointed some people if not all about what happened to Matsumoto. Don't hate me! Remember this is all a possiblity!