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Momo helped Ukitake and the others to clear the mess in the living room. Surprisingly enough, even though Rangiku yelled at Toushiro and Renji to clean up the cake mess from earlier, there was still a bit of residue on the wall... and not to mention, on the floor. The table cloth had to be washed as it smelled like fizzy drinks and the pizza boxes had to be put in the bins outside.

Hinamori was washing the dishes in the kitchen and jumped when she heard the front door slamming shut, causing a frame to fall off a wall. She marched out of the kitchen to see who had caused the short ruckus to see none other than Hitsugaya storming up the stairs.

"Hey, where are you going?" The brunette called up the stairs but didn't get any response from the white-haired boy. She turned around to see everyone giving each other puzzled looks. Until Ichigo stormed into the house too. Matsumoto immediately noticed this and put her hands on her hips.

"Ichigo, what did you do?"

"Nothing..."

The big-busted teen groaned at the sarcastic grumble and rolled her eyes.

"Great going, strawberry head! Momo, you go upstairs and talk to him!"

"Huh? Why me?"

"NOW."

Rangiku shot the shorter female a death glare as she gripped the front of Kurosaki's shirt, shaking him violently. Hinamori immediately followed her friend's order and ran up the staircase. Just open his door and ask him, "Is there anything I can help with?" It seemed so simple. Until she reached the door...

An eternity seemed to pass she stared at the wooden entrance, hesitating whether she should REALLY open the door or not. Her hands touched the round handle for a few seconds before they shot back as if it was burning coal. She breathed in really deep. This was not as easy as it sounded. But it was so straightforward! All she had to do was-

"Who's there?"

The deep, familiar voice rang out through the silence. The female breathed in deep before answering, opening the door and poking her head into her housemate's room. How did he even know that she was standing at the doorway? Did he sense her there? Or just see her feet beneath the door?

"Whaddya want?" The boy snapped, twirling a basketball on his index finger on his bed. Momo couldn't really answer though... she was so occupied... with his room. It was her first time in there, even though she'd stayed at her uncle's for quite a while now.

The smell of the room just glomped the brunette from the moment she opened the door. It smelled like him. The floor was polished timber, accompanied by white walls with band posters and photos covering them. His desk sat in front of his window, which was also right next to his bed. Everything was so... organised... in a way. There was nothing on the floor, the desk was clear of objects... it wasn't as messy as she thought it would be.

"Uh... Momo? I asked you why you're here."

"Oh... Uh..." The female quickly tried to remember why she was here in the first place. "I was just wondering... did anything... well... happen out there? Between you and Ichigo?"

"Not really."

"It doesn't look like 'not really' happened..."

"Why's it any of your business?"

"Oh... sorry..." Momo mumbled. She looked down at the ground, not knowing what to say next. Toushiro started to feel slightly guilty of his somewhat-harsh choice of words just then.

"No, I... I should be the one... apologising."

"Eh? Why?"

"For everything."

"Eh? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Quite a lot actually…"

Momo tilted her head and put her fingers on his chin, trying to think of what he was talking about.

"By the way, thanks for the party…"

"Oh! Speaking of which, I nearly forgot to give you your present! Just wait a sec!" The brunette piped up, dashing out of the room but rushing back in with a parcel in her hands in only a matter of seconds. She started to fumble around with the white ribbon on the black box. She started to hesitate whether she should give it to him or not. When she told Matsumoto of what her present was, she started gushing and saying how sweet it was. But now that she was actually giving it to him, something felt... not quite right. What if he thought the gift was lame or stupid? Or pretend to like it but then never really think of it again?

'I already have it and he knows of it so I might as well just give it to him... stuff it if he thinks it's weird… I hope he doesn't though…'

With shaking hands, Hinamori slowly handed the small box to her housemate. When he received the box, he slowly examined it.

'Hhhmmm… judging by the size, it could be a pen…'

Hitsugaya shook the box at his ear a little before his graceful fingers went to work in opening the present with minimum ripping in the wrapping paper. An eyebrow quirked when he found nothing but a piece of paper inside the miniature box. It didn't look like any ticket of any sort either. Just… normal printing paper…

The boy flipped the piece of paper over and read the message written in Hinamori's round, cursive writing.

Happy B-Day! XD!... I'm on the roof! Enjoy!

Toushiro raised a slender eyebrow at the strange… present… He looked up at Momo with a questioning look on her face, earning a giggle from her.

"What's so funny?"

"Y-your face..." The brunette's voice tinkled in his ears. "I don't… know why… your face… just… that expression…"

The white-haired teen quickly jumped off his bed and walked to the giggling female until he was just inches away from her. He put both of his hands on her shoulders. She stopped giggling immediately.

"And give me a reason not to laugh at your face." He questioned.

"What is there to laugh about in my face?"

"The fact that it's bright red."

Hinamori quickly shrugged off Hitsugaya's hands and put her palms on her cheeks. They were burning hot. She quickly started to think of ways to stop it when laughter broke out through the room. Her eyes widened when she realised that it wasn't her. But the male standing not so far away from her. She'd never heard him laughing. It was strange. But at the same time, it was beautiful and mystifying.

She was so enchanted by his laughing that she didn't even notice that she was up against the door. Until her back touched the smooth timber.

'Why am I backing away?... wait, how did I not notice my feet moving in the first place?...'

The girl started froze when she snapped out of her thoughts and realised that he was gazing into her eyes. Turquoise into brown. How strange and captivating it felt. Especially with the strange look in the boy's eyes that the brunette just couldn't put her finger on.

Momo's breath hitched when she realised that there was a hand on her right waist. She didn't know what to do when she realised that a pair of lips were pressing softly on the corner of her mouth.

YES, I FIGURED THAT I'M RATHER EVIL TO LEAVE IT THERE FOR THIS CHAPPY... WHICH WAS WHY I LEFT IT THERE... HAHAHA!! SORRY FOR THE EXTREMELY LATE UPDATE!MY REVIEWERSALL HAVE THE RIGHT TO GO OFF AT ME FOR IT! THE REASON AS TO WHY I COULDN'T UPDATE IS VERY PERSONAL SO PLEASE DON'T ASK... ;;...

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