A/N: Something really sad happens in this chapter so beware. The next few chapters will be a bit emoish so I warn you. Some also might be short. Hope you like it!

Chapter Fifteen

Moriko sat up from the desk chair, it was that time again. It was time to get Momo her dinner. Toushirou had left about a half an hour earlier than she did so she expected him to be there. Moriko strolled down the hall to the kitchen, she grabbed a tray of food and set out to the infirmary.

She walked down the hall and stopped. She heard a distinctive voice say the word 'kiss'. Moriko decided to hide in the shadows and listen in.

"Why don't you love me anymore?" Asked Momo.

"I do.. It's just that." Toushirou said. Moriko's heart sunk. He did still love her. She looked down and kept listening.

"If you still love me then why won't you kiss me?" Momo asked.

"I just don't feel it's right..."

"But you said you loved me right? If you love me then kiss me already."

"I would but I don't fe-" He was cut off there, then it was silence. Moriko stood at the door, she couldn't believe what she saw. The plate dropped, glass plates broke. Toushirou quickly turned around, Momo trying to grab onto him.

"I knew it. I knew you never loved me." Moriko said through tears. Small clear beads rolled down her face. Toushirou looked at her with sincere eyes.

"You were just pretending because you felt b-bad for me." She said.

"No it wasn't what it looked like!" Toushiroru said trying to get to Moriko. She slapped his hand away.

"I get it now. You love Momo more than you love me. Isn't that right?!" She said looking at him. Her face damp from the tears.

"No I do lov-" He was cut off there by Moriko.

"I'll leave you two alone." She said turning away. Moriko ran down the silent halls and slipped. Toushirou wanted to follow, but thought it would hurt her more if he did. He sat back down and looked at Momo. She smiled sweetly at him.

"See that wasn't that hard was it?" She asked. Toushirou sighed and stood back up.

"Momo.. I'll see you tomorrow." He said leaving the room. Moriko got up and slowly went back to her room. She slammed the door shut, she dropped to her knees onto the bedding.

"Why?" She asked herself. Moriko's fingers tightly around her zanpactou.

"Why I became a soul reaper was because of you." She whispered to herself. Moriko laid on her stomach and cried into her pillow.

Toushirou ran down the halls, going to Moriko's room. He wanted to knock, but he thought it already hurt his heart enough to see her crying. His arm fell to his side, and he sluggishly fumbled back to his office.

He couldn't sleep in his bed without someone there with him. Someone warm. Toushirou sat on his couch and stared at his desk.

"I do love you." Toushirou whispered to himself. The next day came shortly, Toushirou strolled down the hall to Moriko's door. He knocked on it softly, waiting for a reply. Nothing.

Moriko sat in the corner, her knees pulled up to her chest. She kept thinking about that one kiss they shared.

"Maybe it was a pity kiss." She said quietly to herself. Toushirou pressed his hand against the door and his forehead along with it.

"I'm sorry." He whispered to himself. Toushirou left the door and went down to the infirmary. Momo laid in the white sheets of her bed, smiling once he entered. Toushirou tried to smiled but couldn't, knowing he had broke Moriko's heart.

"Good Morning Whitey-chan!" Momo said cheerfully.

"Good Morning Momo. Do you feel better today?" He asked monotone. Momo smiled and nodded.

"I do now." Toushirou walked over to the bed and sat down. She pecked him on the cheek and smiled as if nothing had happened.

Moriko sat in the darkness of her room, she pulled out her zanpactou. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth to speak.

"Kashou." She whispered. Her zanpactou glowed in the darkness, a small flame sat on the tip. Moriko touched the flame, it flickered. She touched it again, this time lifting off the tip of her zanpactou. Moriko set the flame on the ground, it danced around into an average sized fox*. The fox barked, Moriko petting it on the head.

"I'm feeling alright now...." She whispered to it. Moriko set her chin in-between her knees and sighed. The fox ran around a bit and laid down on her feet.

Toushirou stood up from the bed, Momo pulling him in for a good-bye kiss. He pulled away and walked out of the room. He strolled down the halls and into his office. There were more papers on the desk. He sighed and sat in his chair.

He filed papers, put them into boxes, and threw some out. Toushirou finished the paper slowly, until it was passed midnight. He stood up and stretched his back, he strolled into his room. He touched his blanket, then the one Moriko used. It was still warm. He lifted it from the bed and clutched it in his hands. Toushirou inhaled, and sighed. It smelled of a fire that was being put out.

Moriko laid her body down onto her bedding. She sighed and closed her eyes, little tears rolled down her face. The small fox got up and yipped at her.

Plead for forgiveness.

* That fox Moriko made was her zanpactou guardian. Like how Zangetsu is for Ichigo and Zambimaru is for Renji. Burrakukasai is her zanpactou guardian or whatever they're called.