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Author's note: Yay! Hinamori appeared in the anime! Maybe that means that the fillers contain something with Hinamori and we know that everybody loves Hitsugaya. I mean almost in every filler he appears! So...hehe... *Grin* *Grin*

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach

Previously happened:

Hitsugaya noticed something too. Their faces. Were. Too. Close. "Hinamori." Hinamori blinked by surprise. "Your face is TOO close." He said annoyed.

He could see Hinamori getting angry. "You know." She put up a fake smile. "I could give you a head-but, if you are still complaining."

"Tsk." Hitsugaya turned his head to the left and he looked at the door. For some reason he couldn't stand up. Oh wait. Hinamori was lying on top of him. Oh boy, if Hitsugaya's parents didn't see this…

Alright I can't help it. Smirk. Someone knocked on Hitsugaya's door. "Toushirou? Are you alright? We heard you shouting and…" Her mother had opened the door and saw Hinamori lying on top of Hitsugaya. "Oi what happened?" His father appeared behind Hitsugaya's mother and he too, saw the whole situation.

Hitsugaya's mother, who really couldn't help it to tease her son, began to tease him. "So... Toushirou. What exactly were you doing to Hinamori? I mean I can imagine you teaching her some things, but not this..." His father laid a hand on his mother's shoulder. "Suiran. We shouldn't disturb them." He turned around and dragged her almost with him. Suiran couldn't help but to chuckle.

"Oi! I called you because we need help." Hitsugaya said irritated. Hinamori was very embarrassed and she blushed. It looked as if she was the 'attacker', but then again Suiran's comment made as if she was manipulated by Hitsugaya.

His parents blinked. "What? You need help for…" They looked at each other and their eyebrows rose. Of course, they knew what they had to do, but this was such a great scene to tease.

Hinamori blushed again. What the hell were they thinking?! "Uhm…I sprained my ankle…" She didn't have to say anything more…The parents ran immediately to the two. Hitsugaya's father carried Hinamori to a chair to sit and Suiran kneeled down to look at the ankle.

"Really? Let me see it." She said concerned. She looked into Hinamori's face. "Does it hurt a lot?"

Hitsugaya got up. "Off course it hurts!" He said angrily.

Suiran looked at Hiroyuki. "Go and get some ice and the first aid kit." Hiroyuki nodded and ran downstairs. They both ignored Hitsugaya completely.

Hiroyuki came quickly with the first aid kit and Suiran bandaged Hinamori's foot. Hitsugaya sat next to Hinamori and Hinamori faced Hitsugaya, because Hitsugaya looked still pained. "Are you alright now?" She asked him.

His appearance softened and he sighed to cover his pain. "Yes. It was nothing. How are you doing?" He said uninterested with a bit of concern for Hinamori.

Hinamori smiled. "I'm okay! Thank you!" She wasn't very aware of his pain.

"Baka. I'm the one who caused this, remember?" He brushed over his hair indifferently and he immediately felt two pair of eyes shooting through him when he said that sentence.

Hinamori shook her head. "No, I was the one. I shouldn't have jumped from balcony to balcony."

Hitsugaya's eyes widened by the unexpected comment. Not because of Hinamori's comment, but because of the thoughts that he heard behind him. Thoughts like: 'What?! You let her jump from balcony to balcony?!' or 'You were supposed to bring her home!' Oh boy…this was going to be a big lecture…

Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Toushirou. If you'd like to bring Momo-chan to her room, then that would be great." Hiroyuki said and he whispered something in his ear. "Come downstairs afterwards…" Hitsugaya stiffened a bit by the whisper.

"I guess you still have to stay here. I actually insist! It's really dangerous alone in that house with a sprained ankle." Suiran said.

Hinamori was still feeling embarrassed but she knew she couldn't refuse the offer, so she accepted it. "Thank you very much."

Hitsugaya got up and he wanted to help Hinamori, just like his father had told him. He didn't look at his mother because he didn't want to know how big the lecture would be. "Come." He stretched out a hand and Hinamori looked at it.

"Uhm…what are you doing?" Hinamori asked bluntly. Suiran couldn't help to burst out in laughter, making Hitsugaya feel more awkward.

"Just take my hand!" He yelled and he grabbed her hand quickly. By hearing the laughter of his mother, he hoped that the lecture wouldn't be long.

And thus Hitsugaya brought Hinamori upstairs to her room and he came downstairs afterwards. There were his parents waiting while they were sitting on the couch. He could feel the lecture coming. You could imagine how their parents' facial expressions were at that moment.

"Toushirou." His father said firmly. His mouth opened and he wanted to say something but Suiran was faster.

"You have to take care of Momo-chan." She said.

Hitsugaya cocked an eyebrow. "Till when? When her parents come back from their business trip?" He was already prepared for something like this, so it wasn't a big surprise.

Suiran and Hiroyuki looked at each other and then at Hitsugaya again. "'Till she's better." Hiroyuki said.

"You don't lose her out of your sight, do you understand?" Suiran said firmly. Hitsugaya could feel that his parents were a bit angry about this situation.

Slightly displeased, he nodded. "Can I go now?" He asked carefully. Hitsugaya was a clever boy but he would never oppose his parents.

"Not now. Slice the cake for Momo-chan and bring it upstairs. Have she eaten something?" His mother said a bit angry.

Hitsugaya thought about the failed noodles, but he knew that if he brought that up, that the situation would worsen. So he nodded obediently and his mother gestured that he could go, but when he wanted to go upstairs she stopped him again. "Oh yeah...So do you still need help with that? I can ask your father to help you with it." She was referring the situation in Hitsugaya's room. Hitsugaya could still see a little grin on his mother's face.

"No thanks." He didn't like it when his mother teased him and he really, really didn't want to hear about his father's....Ah forget it. It was too gross to describe it anyway. He then quickly walked upstairs. Sheesh, his parents were always overreacting about everything. At least that was his opinion…He never knew really when his parents were joking or not. Just take the previous scene as an example. Were they just acting firm to see his reaction?

Hitsugaya did what his mother told him to do, because no one wanted to see his mother angry…He walked upstairs to Hinamori with the cake and all and saw her lying on the bed sleeping again.

He sighed. "Man. All you can do is sleeping…" He nudged her and Hinamori's eyes opened slowly. That made Hitsugaya's heart beat a second faster than regular. She moaned.

"Hitsugaya-kun? What are you doing?" She asked half sleeping.

Hitsugaya looked the other way. "Nothing much. Here, I have the cake for you. It's strawberry cake." He held up a plate with a piece of the cake on it.

Hinamori took the plate and looked at it. "You don't want to eat it?"

"Not really…I don't like sweets…" He looked away.

"Oh…I see…" Hinamori began to eat the cake. Suddenly she screamed from delight. "It's delicious! Do you really not want to eat it?" She asked.

"No. I told you I don't like-" He was shut up by a fork in his mouth while turning his head to Hinamori. Forcibly off course. His eyes were widened as he looked into Hinamori's eyes. She began to smile. "You don't need to act as if you don't like sweets. I know this is your favorite cake."

Hitsugaya was moved a bit. Once again she knew what he was hiding… He swallowed the cake and got up. He walked to the door and stopped there. "I guess you'll be staying here for a couple of days…" He coughed twice, just in case Hinamori noticed his blushing.

Hinamori smiled. She knew what she had done. She knew that Hitsugaya was blushing and she enjoyed it. She nodded and said happily yes. "Please take care of me then!" She added.

That caused Hitsugaya blush even more and he stammered the following sentence. "G-good night." Without hearing a reply he walked out of Hinamori's room, walked into his room and quietly closed the door. He walked towards his bed, where he let himself fall onto. He put his hand on his forehead. "What…the…hell am I thinking..?"

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Hitsugaya opened his eyes and looked at the clock. 06.00 am. He landed on his bed again. "I must have dozed off…Wait." He looked at the clock again. 06.00 am.He jumped and quickly grabbed his clothes, a towel and ran into the shower.

He placed his hand against the wall and looked down. Feeling the warm water flowing over his body. It felt very refreshing, perhaps it was a feeling that something nice would be happening today. Except Hitsugaya was thinking about something else "I have many things I need to do today again…" He sighed.

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Meanwhile, Hinamori had woken up early. For some reason, she couldn't sleep. Could it be the pain in her ankle? With a bit of trouble, she managed to walk down the stairs without making a sound. She was now standing in the kitchen making breakfast. "If I'm going to stay here a while, then I should be returning the favor in some kind of way…" Hinamori smiled. It was a beautiful day, even though it was 6 am in the morning. No clouds in the deep blue sky and the sun shining like it would on typical autumn day.

Hitsugaya came from the stairs whereupon he got startled by seeing Hinamori standing in the kitchen making breakfast. "What are you doing?"

Hinamori turned around with a plate in her hand. "Good morning Hitsugaya-kun!" She said happily. Nothing could destroy her marvelous morning.

Hitsugaya, being a bit annoyed, continued his 'morning mood'. "I said." A bit angrily. "What are you doing?"

"Making breakfast. As you can see." She laid down the plate on the table. "Eat."

With a glance on Hinamori's face, he could tell that she made this breakfast with a lot of love. He looked at the plate. Scrambled eggs in a heart form. He had to admit, it was the first time receiving such a breakfast. It was a bit tedious…but for some reason, he couldn't dare to not eat it. He sat down and took a bite. Without a doubt, it was delicious. Not very different than the usual one, but still it was delicious

Hinamori sat down facing Hitsugaya and ate. Then they heard footsteps on de stairs. Someone was coming. Hitsugaya's father. He looked at Hitsugaya, but he didn't say anything.

The mood was unbearable for Hinamori. So she tried to loosen up the mood. She put up her anxious smile and said good morning. Hitsugaya's father looked at her and gave her his warm smile. "Good morning." Hitsugaya immediately growled and turned the other way.

Hinamori smiled again. "That's right! Do you want some breakfast too?"

Hitsugaya's father still smiled. "I'd love to." Hinamori put a plate with food on it on the table. He took a bite. "It's delicious." His face was serious, but to Hinamori it looked as if he was angry. She was slowly losing confidence in the thing she was doing. Suddenly Hitsugaya stood up. "Let's go, Hinamori. We need to be leaving home at least one hour beforehand with that handicap." He grabbed Hinamori's hand and dragged her away. Hinamori excused herself and faced Hitsugaya again. "Mou, Shirou-chan! I don't know how weak you are, but I'm not that heavy!

Hitsugaya had the bike prepared already as he dragged Hinamori to sit down. "Why are you the one saying that? Have you ever done push-ups before? Just shut up." Hitsugaya began cycling.

"Anyway…Thanks." Hinamori murmured. Hitsugaya sighed. Was it even a very good idea to go to school with that ankle? He thought about it more and then without a second thought he turned around towards home.

"Hey Hitsugaya-kun! What are you doing?! School is the other way…" Hinamori yelled. She really had no idea why he was cycling the other way.

Hitsugaya didn't say anything. It was too much trouble to explain his reason anyway. Hinamori slowly could see that he was heading back home. "Shirou-chan. Why are you heading home?" It was still too much trouble to explain it…

"Don't call me that." And another pause came. Hinamori was looking around. There was no way she could get Hitsugaya speak if he didn't want to. The houses were blurring for a moment, then Hinamori blinked several times and the houses turned normal again. What was that? Her pain in her ankle was still aching.

They arrived at the Hitsugaya's. Hinamori was still sitting on the back of the bike. She saw that Hitsugaya was staring at her. "I knew it wasn't a good idea to go to school…" Hitsugaya murmured softly. "What are you saying Hitsugaya-kun? I could have…" Hinamori was surprised by the hand that rested on her forehead. "What are you doing?" She asked Hitsugaya, who was putting his other hand on his forehead.

"Fever! I knew it. See? You stubborn …" Hitsugaya grabbed her hand and dragged her to the living room. "Shirou-chan! I don't feel anything! What are you talking about? Ah!" Hitsugaya had swung her to the couch, which she landed softly on.

"Sit still. I'm getting the thermometer." He pulled out a drawer and got there a thermometer. As he kneeled before her, Hinamori was thinking that Hitsugaya was overreacting a bit. I mean, she did feel a bit strange but that was all. "Don't you think you're a bit overreacting?" She asked.

"Shut up. Let's measure your temperature first. Then you can start complaining." Then he suddenly paused. Normally…he measures the temperature by holding the thermometer by the armpit, but then he had to undress her…and sticking it in the mouth was also…

"Shirou-chan?" Hinamori looked puzzled. "Is something wrong? Why are you in daze?"

"Uhm…Measure your temperature yourself, will you?" Hitsugaya held the thermometer in the air.

Hinamori stared at Hitsugaya for a moment. "Is it really necessary?" She asked skeptically. She was convinced that he was overreacting… but Hitsugaya kept staring at her too. So she decided to check anyway and she took the thermometer from him.

Hitsugaya got up. "Well…if it's nothing, then we can go back to school, but don't count on it. I'm not going to escort you everywhere and by the way, if you really mind the ditching...I can teach you. I probably do a better job than the teachers at school." He walked to the sink and grabbed a pan.

Hinamori flinched. "Are- Are you going to cook?" She didn't want to experience the same thing again. That would really give her food poisoning or something.

"Baaka. I'm making porridge. No one fails with porridge. Anyway go measure yourself." Hitsugaya said while rinsing the rice.

Hinamori did what she was told to. She lowered her sleeve, leaving the shoulder naked where she put the thermometer under the arm. The 44 grades on the thermometer were slowly lowering. "So why are you so sure about the fever? Weren't your hands just cold?" Hitsugaya didn't respond. He just continued what he was doing. It made Hinamori feel uncomfortable. She didn't want to be a burden.

"Right…Where are your parents?" Hinamori was wondering, because they didn't come to them. She had expected that Hitsugaya's parents were those parents who worried about ditching class.

"They probably went to their work. They need to get up early too." Hitsugaya lit the gas and put the pan with the lid on the fire. Hinamori had noticed that Hitsugaya hadn't glanced her for once.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Hinamori took the thermometer from her armpit. 38,5 celsius. "So? What's the temperature?" Hitsugaya still didn't look at her, he was collecting the spices together. Hinamori didn't want to let Hitsugaya know that she really was suffering from a fever. A low fever and it wasn't really suffering in her opinion. She pushed on the button and the numbers disappeared. Although, by pushing the button, people could hear a beep. "Hinamori? Did you turn the thermometer off?" Hitsugaya turned around this time. Hinamori looked at the ground from embarrassment. "I ac-cidentally switched off…" She murmured.

"So did you remember your temperature?" Hitsugaya asked. Hinamori was finding this Hitsugaya quite scary. Where did these questions come from? "I'm sorry…" This time she said it almost inaudibly. She could hear Hitsugaya sigh deeply and she saw him turning the fire on the lowest level. Then he kneeled before her again.

"I'll do it this time…" It looked as if Hitsugaya wanted to say that she was lying, but she thanked god that he didn't. Hitsugaya picked the thermometer and he lifted Hinamori's arm to put the thermometer under. Hinamori realized that Hitsugaya's hands were indeed cold. Maybe it was her skin that was so warm or maybe it wasn't. She realized too that Hitsugaya was carefully while moving her arm. Cold but soft too…just like snow.

"So what kind of work do they do? Your parents I mean." Hinamori asked. She was trying to distract Hitsugaya by changing the subject.

"Well my father is some CEO and my mother is a cardiac surgeon." Hitsugaya explained. "Kind of strange how those two end up together." Silence, but the silence was soon broken by the beep from the thermometer. Hitsugaya took the thermometer away from Hinamori and read what the temperature was. He showed it to Hinamori. "Do you believe me now?" His voice sounded if he had said it for the second time, which it was actually. Hinamori nodded.

"Watch the fire, will you?" Hitsugaya walked upstairs and Hinamori stared at the wall. Hitsugaya was unexpectedly considerate. Was it really due his parent's words that he was that considerate?

Hitsugaya came back with blankets and pillows. He laid them on the sofa. Hinamori got up. "What are you doing now?" Hitsugaya pulled the salon table away and clapped the sofa open so there was a two person bed standing in front of them.

"Just lie down here." He commanded. Hinamori just couldn't resist him and she went to sit/lie down and she pulled the blankets towards herself. She saw Hitsugaya cooking again. "But what about school? Won't they think that we are ditching class?"

"Does it really matter?" Hitsugaya asked.

"Well I was expecting that you were some sort of an honor student. So I thought that you were someone who didn't like ditching class. Of course I am not implying that I like ditching class." Hinamori slowly tried to explain what she was thinking.

"I don't really care. I was supposed to take care of you." He lifted the stove up and poured the porridge in a bowl. Hinamori looked skeptical at the porridge, because the previous experience with Hitsugaya's cooking wasn't so pleasant…

"What? Don't you trust it?" It seemed that Hitsugaya had already seen what Hinamori was thinking. The porridge came closer and closer. It looked perfectly normal. In fact, it could look delicious, but Hinamori had to be careful, because the previous dish looked the same. Hitsugaya sighed and he sat with the porridge next to her.

"Are you still afraid of my cooking skills? I tasted this time and there's nothing wrong with it."

Hinamori closed her eyes and thought about the horror she was facing. Actually she didn't have much strength left, so she wasn't planning to be very stubborn. She saw Hitsugaya picking up the spoon (which was filled with the porridge) and softly blowing it. The horror.

"Do you want me to feed you? Are you that weak?" The first question sounded too…concerned, so he decided to cover his 'dignity' with the second question. He saw that Hinamori was a bit angry, but he did see it coming…

"I'm not weak!" Hinamori pouted. It wasn't her fault for being sick. Wasn't being weak part of being sick? She did feel a bit sleepy… Hinamori closed her eyes and she let herself relax. Suddenly she felt quick small hits on her cheek. It slapped her sleepiness out of her. She opened her eyes and found a spoon in front of her mouth.

"I know you're tired, but you will be feeling better if you properly eat."

"How does your porridge count as a part of properly eating?" That thought passed Hinamori's mind by. The spoon poked her lips. Hitsugaya was probably getting impatient.

"Come on. I'm not that bad of a cook…" Hitsugaya did expect this reaction, but her reaction was a bit too overreacted in his opinion. "Look. I will eat first." He took the first bite and there wasn't a glimpse of wanting to vomit in his face. "See? It's safe." and he spooned again. "Here. Don't make me force you."

Hinamori blinked slowly. She couldn't really hear what Hitsugaya was talking about, but she did see Hitsugaya eating from the same spoon. Hell no that she would eat it then. She shook her head slowly and looked away. She knew that Hitsugaya was going to be angry and she turned her head again to look at him. At that moment, she felt something warm in her mouth. It made her even more tired than she was, so she gave up. She didn't have the strength to resist Hitsugaya anymore.

Hitsugaya sighed with a smile. She was finally eating obediently, but there was still something that bothered him. She was older than him and a girl. Why did she suck at taking care of herself? However, it didn't really matter now.

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He looked at Hinamori who had eaten everything. She was now sleeping on the bed and making sighs from the fever. Suddenly, he got an awkward feeling in his stomach. Slowly he realized what that feeling could be and he shook his head immediately. "No, no, there's no way that I think that she's cute. It's probably something else. Maybe I just feel sorry for her that her parents weren't home. Maybe it's guilt. Argh!?!" He got up and at that moment the telephone rang, he quickly answered the phone. "Yeah Hitsugaya's residence. Whom am I speaking?" He was always ought to speak formally if he picked up the phone.

"Hello? This is Hinamori Kanako speaking, I am Momo's mother. I have been calling her for a few days now. Do you know where she is?" She sounded quite worried, then again it was obvious that she was worried.

"Yes, she has been here for a couple of days. She is doing well." Hitsugaya answered. He actually hoped that she wouldn't ask more about Hinamori because it wasn't really needed that her mother would get worried about her injury and fever.

"That's good to hear. Toushirou-kun is it, right?" Hitsugaya made a small gesture of agreement. "By the way, why aren't you at school? Are you feeling sick?" Her mother sounded worried again.

Hitsugaya was stuck. Hinamori's mother didn't look like a person who immediately rushed home because her child was sick, but by judging Hinamori's personality…it was probably better if he didn't say it. But lying wasn't really allowed in the house…So it was a dilemma after all. "No that's not it. I'm taking care of Momo. She has a fever so…"

"What? Momo has a fever? How bad is it? It isn't above 40 Celsius, is it?"

Maybe he shouldn't have said it. Her mother did sound worried. "No, it's a small fever. It's 38,5 Celsius. Don't worry about her. I am taking care of her." He had hoped that it would reassure her by saying that someone would take care of her daughter, but on the other hand…It was pretty strange that someone would believe it. I mean, a guy who is almost hitting puberty taking care of her daughter?

"Well…you are the son of a surgeon…So I think it shouldn't be a problem…Alright. Toushirou-kun, listen. We didn't expect this, but the business trip is going to take longer than expected. So we'll leave Momo in your hands." Her mother apologized.

"Alright, I will take care of her." Hitsugaya answered.

"Thank you very much. Oh and-" Hitsugaya heard a sound what sounded as if someone had snatched the phone away and muffled the microphone side of the phone. Hitsugaya could still hear a little of the conversation at the other side, but it was not very clear.

"What? Don't say that so fast! It sounded as if we are letting Momo marry Toushirou. No way, I am allowing that! I mean he's just a brat who is 2 years younger than our daughter." A man's voice yelled. Hitsugaya had guessed that the man was Hinamori's father and unlike his own father, Hinamori's father was fiery and very active. He couldn't say that he liked this personality, but he also couldn't say that he hated this personality. Although for the moment, he had to say that he disliked his personality, when he heard that Hinamori's father called him a brat.

"Dear. You know what I meant with that sentence. What else could I have said? Our daughter will be in the Hitsugaya's hands for a while. Whether you like it or not. Just calm down." Hinamori's mother answered. She sounded a bit annoyed. "By the way, we should say something back on the phone. Toushirou-kun has been waiting on the other side of the line."

"Alright. I will talk with him." The microphone on the phone wasn't silenced anymore and Hitsugaya expected a very fake answer. "Alright. I will leave Momo in your hands for now. Take good care of her." His father said responsible.

Okay, it was a regular answer and it wasn't really a fake answer. As expected from Hinamori's father. "I know. We will take good care of your daughter." The conversation didn't last very long after that sentence, because the pair had to work again. Hitsugaya took a quick glance of Hinamori and sighed. "She still has parents who care for her…"

A/N: Sorry for the long wait! I hope you have enjoyed this chapter. I'm still writing but it's just very slow xD. Just to let you know that I'm not really dropping a story. I know that there are a lot of mistakes in the story. I will look at it another time and maybe I will find a Beta soon. Feel free to review! Pointing out mistakes is welcome, flaming not xD.