Author's Note: I do not own Bleach or its characters. This is AU.
He's Handsome
Toushiro was feeling cautiously optimistic. He and Momo had been working on revamping the math class for almost two weeks now, and they hadn't fought once. They had debated certain points, but those had been friendly exchanges with none of the hurt and anger that had so often frequented their arguments of late. And the work was actually going quite well. It was taking time, but completely reworking any class would do that. Things weren't quite back to where they had been before the whole Aizen scandal had started, but they were doing better.
He was grateful for that. Toushiro had missed being able to just talk to his best friend. He had also been screwing up his courage to ask her on a date. Of course, once he had finally gotten the courage to do that the whole Aizen scandal had broken, and their friendship had started falling apart. But maybe now he could give it another try. It couldn't hurt.
Clearly his throat, Toushiro looked across the table at Momo who was engrossed in an article.
"Momo? Would you like to go out to dinner tonight?"
