A/N: I know it's been awhile, but bear with me! And thanks to all the wonderful comments, lots of you have been asking for Hitsuhina but you're just going to have to wait to find out. Keep in mind that if I have a lot of people reviewing and asking for Hitsuhina, I will definitely take it into consideration. P.s. This chapter marks the first appearance of Toshiro. Also, what sort of backstory should Momo have? I don't want it to be super sad or depressing.

Disclaimer: I own nothing or else Momo and Rangiku would get drunk and have lots of one night stands. At least until Momo realizes who she's really meant to be with.

P.p.s. There will be some one sided Momo/Rangiku. It is one-sided and NOT endgame.

I woke up the next morning to the smell of sex and coffee. And lots and lots of alcohol.

I attempted to open my eyes but the sunlight streaming through the window made my head hurt. Apparently someone sensed my delima because the room got darker, presumably a cloud was now covering the sun.

After successfully opening my eyes on the second try, I looked around. On the table next to the bed was a steaming cup of coffee which explained the coffee smell and a couple of empty bottles of various liquor bottles explained THAT stench.

Sitting up, I realized that I was naked. The next thing I realized was that Rangiku was asleep next to me. Also naked. Memories of the night before fluttered back and I remembered what happened. Where was Aizen?

As if on cue he walked in. His hair wasn't as I remembered and his glasses were gone. Noticing I was awake, he nodded his head in greeting with a smile on his face. "A-Aizen. H-How are y-you?" I asked, covering my body with the sheet from the bed.

"I'm good, Momo. I trust you slept well?" I nodded in response and his eyes trailed down my face, stopping at a place that made my face go red.

He tossed me my clothes before taking out his wallet and tossing some bills at me. "The ongoing rate is usually much lower but since it was your first time and there was a third party involved the price was tripled. You were a little rusty but not bad. If you ever wish to do this again, I can hook you up with some high class clients" With that said, he nodded again and left the room.

His voice sounded mechanical, almost robotic. And very professional. When his words finally dawned on me, my heart nearly stopped in shock. 'Ongoing rate. Third party. Price. Tripled. Clients' Picking up the bills, I didn't want to believe it. I had just given up my virginity and had gotten six hundred dollars for it. I sold my body like a prostitute.

Getting dressed, I glanced at Rangiku who was still asleep. Was she in on it too? Or did she think it was an innocent one night stand. I wasn't sure which was worse. Being used by her or simply being a one night stand to her.

I walked to the door, not bothering to wake her up. It wasn't hard finding my way out depsite the large size of the apartment. To my relief, the people from last night weren't there anymore.

Rangiku had driven me to the party so I was forced to walk home, which gave me plenty of time to think.

Thirty minutes later, I finally found myself at my house. Just my luck, my neighbor Toshiro was outside, taking out the trash.

We used to be best friends when we were both in a foster home together. But I had gotten adopted and Toshiro was sent to live with a distant relative who may or may not have been his grandmother.

Between middle school and high school we grew apart. I guess we were too different. But during our first year of high school him and his grandmother moved in next door to us. Despite us living close again, we couldn't settle our differences.

A pain on my forehead dragged me out of my daze. Angrily, I realized that Toshiro had flicked me in the head. I felt my cheeks heat up in anger but the sound of his voice stopped me from exploding.

"Why are you getting home so late?" He asked, taking me aback.

I went out for a walk this morning" I lied, hoping he would buy it.

"No" He replied. "I saw you leave after one this morning and you're only just getting back. If you were on a walk, it was a very long one" Seeing my confused look, he clarified.

"You and your friend were very loud. My grandma thought someone was breaking into your house and made me check it out. Turns out it was just two annoying girls sneaking out"

Toshiro made me so angry sometimes. He hardly talked until he wanted to berate you for something; then he'd happily talk your ear off.

"So" I began, crossing my arms. "Are you going to tell on me?" I knew I wouldn't actually get into trouble but Toshiro didn't know that.

He shook his head, laughing. "I don't care what you do, bed wetter. I was just curious as to what could keep you out all night"

"I do not wet the bed anymore!" I bit back, annoyed at the nickname. Having enough of the jerk face, I walked to my house and went inside. It was only 7:30 so I knew my mom would still be asleep.

I remembered that I had forgotten to do the dishes the night before so I immediately headed towards the kitchen to do them. The doorbell rang and I stomped back towards the door, positive it was Toshiro wanting to be a jerk again.

I swung the door open, my mouth hanging open, ready to berate Toshiro but he wasn't there. I looked around, hoping to see someone but all I found was a package wrapped in blue wrapping paper on my door step.

Taking it into the house I unwrapped it. Inside was a sketchpad with a few pencils. Written on the first page was " Happy Birthday Momo". It was a sweet, if almost a generic gift but who would send it to me?