Soo…I'm doing the third chapter (YAY!) and thanks so much to all my awesome reviewers! Soo enjoy this chapter :)
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I yawned and sat up. And yawned again. Then I nearly fell off the bed when I saw who was next to me.

"Be careful, Toushiro." I looked over to see Rukia in her bed, running her hands through her hair. "You'll wake up your girlfriend."

I am pretty sure I have an anime vein on my head. "She's not my girlfriend."

"I was kidding." Rukia laughed. "You overreact a lot. So…care to explain why you're here?"

"Well…" I thought back to last night. "I couldn't sleep because Matsumoto snores like a pig. So Momo asked me to come here. And since you guys don't have an extra bed and stuff…Momo said I could sleep next to her. Because we're close friends and all."

"I'm your friend." Rukia pointed out. Then she dramatically wiped a fake tear from her eye. "How dare you choose Momo when you have a friend like moi!" She pointed to herself.

I chuckled. Because Rukia can be funny sometimes. I got up out of bed and walked out the door. "See you later."

Refreshed and awake, I changed my clothes and stepped out of the bathroom. I hurried downstairs for no reason. The sweet scent of pancakes filled the air, and so I just poked my head into the kitchen. You know, out of curiosity. Yuzu was happily making pancakes while humming a cheerful tune, in her own little pancake-world. I feel kind of bad that she always does all the cooking by herself.

"Want some help?" I asked, approaching her.

Yuzu turned around, surprised, but smiled. "No thanks, I'm used to cooking by myself. Besides, you're our guest! So just relax and have fun!" She beamed at me.

"But I want to help y-" I began, but Yuzu cut me off.

"I don't need any help, Toushiro-kun. I do the cooking." Her tone was slightly aggressive.

"Alright. Just a suggestion." I laughed nervously, and walked out of the kitchen. There was nobody in the living room, so I'll go wake Ichigo up. However, as I walked towards his bedroom door, I heard an awfully familiar voice talking. And it did not belong to Ichigo.

"And then I really needed to pee-" that's definitely Matsumoto. Why's she in there?

"Oh skip the stupid details Rangiku-san. Just get to the point of whatever's so much more important than me sleeping in late." Ichigo's never going to change. Never.

"Well…" Matsumoto said. "I woke up and Taichou wasn't in the room." Alright, so I'll eavesdrop. Just this once.

"Maybe he went to the bathroom or something…" Ichigo said groggily.

"See? This is why details are important!" Matsumoto sighed. "I went to the toilet and he wasn't there! So, I checked your room and he wasn't here!"

"You came into my room without asking?" Ichigo was purely annoyed.

"Yeah! And he wasn't in Baldy and Yumichika's room either."

"Well, I don't see why he'd go there." I know right, I have no reason to go there!

"So then," Matsumoto began, her voice excited. "I checked Momo and Rukia's room. And guess who I found there?"

"Santa Claus?" Ichigo asked sarcastically.

I could just imagine the expression on Ichigo's face when Matsumoto said "No, dummy! I found Taichou!" Oh no. She saw me! Oops…

"So, what's the big deal? Maybe he just went to say 'Goodnight' to Momo." Yes, Ichigo. That's precisely what I did… not.

"Oh and do most childhood friends say 'Goodnight' by sleeping together?" Matsumoto asked, skeptically. "I don't think so!"

So I chose that moment to just enter his room and walk in neutrally. I acted surprised. "Oh, you're up. Good, I won't have to throw water on your face." I smirked. I'm pretty good at acting. I mean, do you know how hard it is to always act the way I do and not be out of character?

"Ah~ Taichou, we were just talking about you." Matsumoto said.

Is she mentally retarded? Who tells someone that they were talking behind their back? "Me?"

"Yeah. About you sleeping with Momo-chan," Matsumoto's eyes shone with anticipation. "My respect for you is growing."

I scratched the back of my neck. Then my eyes widened as I pretended to remember. "Ohh. I only slept there because you snore loud. Like… really loud." Ichigo laughed.

"And my respect is shrinking again." Matsumoto huffed. Then she fiddled with her mobile phone (yeah, she carries it everywhere) and showed me the screen. "But look at this picture. It sure doesn't look like two childhood friends sleeping."

I gaped. "You took a picture?"

"Yep, and it's so adorable!" Matsumoto squealed.

In the photo, Momo and I were asleep, on her bed. The blanket was kind of covering us, but only up to mid-thigh (alright, so it wasn't covering us much). My arms were around her waist and her head was resting peacefully on my chest, right below my chin. We totally didn't look like friends. We looked like a couple.

"Taichou!" Matsumoto said loudly. "Why are you staring at it?"

I frowned. "Delete it. It looks wrong."

Matsumoto laughed. "Ahahahha…it looks wrong…ahaha….Taichou has a dirty mind!"

I scowled. "No, I meant, it makes us look like…like..."

"Like what?" Ichigo asked, suddenly curious.

"….like…not childhood friends." I finished lamely.

"Precisely why I'll keep it!" Matsumoto grinned widely like the Cheshire Cat. Creepy much.

I hung my head. If things go right with this act, the picture will get deleted. "Please delete it."

Matsumoto giggled. "Aw, you're so cute Taichou!" She patted my head. "But no, I'll not delete it."

Oh come on. Ok, time to get a bit sneakier. I bit my lip. "Don't show it to anyone."

I saw Matsumoto's grip on the phone loosen. Alright, now or never. I snatched the phone and frantically deleted the picture. "HAH! You fell for it!"

Matsumoto's face was irritated at first, but then she seemed surprised. "Taichou… you're acting like a teenager! All sneaky and sly!"

"And you fell for it!" I laughed. "Well, see you guys downstairs. And hurry up, Yuzu's been making pancakes all morning and she did not let me help so you guys better come downstairs and eat."

I walked into the living room to wait while everyone else woke their lazy butts up. Rukia entered, wearing an oversized white sweater with a large Chappy in the middle, and pink Chappy-design tights. There was a small Chappy-shaped hairclip on her hair. Chappy freak. A real big Chappy freak.

"So…," She sat next to me on the couch. "Do you have a crush on Momo?"

DA HECK?! Is that the kind of question you ask a person first thing in the morning? But it shouldn't be too hard to answer that truthfully. Because I know what I feel towards Momo. "Nope. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, no reason." Rukia said. "I was just asking."

I sighed. "I'm serious."

"I believe you, I believe you." Rukia smiled at me. I smiled back.

I'm glad we became friends. She's one of those people who can actually understand me pretty well. Ichigo said it was because we had many things in common such as an ice/snow type zanpakutou, we both grew up in bad areas of Soul Society, we both have big eyes and we're both midgets. The last two comments earned him a punch. Like seriously, don't compare my appearance to that of a girl… I'm a guy.

A thought suddenly occurred to me. "Rukia? You aren't going to tell anyone about what happened right?"

"Don't worry." Rukia shook her head. "I won't tell. I promise."

"Thanks. Now Matsumoto can't prove anything."

"Rangiku-san? She wouldn't do anything! She respects you so much."

I stared at Rukia, who was trying to keep a straight face. However, our efforts weren't very good and we burst out laughing.

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere."

"Why are going?"

"You'll see."

I sighed. Ichigo is not giving me straight answers. I'm currently in the passenger seat of his red Mazda 3 (yeah, he can drive now; cool isn't it?), travelling to God knows where. Momo, Matsumoto and Ayasegawa are occupying the back seats. Rukia and Madarame are with Abarai (who claims to be able to drive) in Isshin's white Ford Futura, driving right behind us.

"Can you at least tell me if we're there yet?" I asked, hopefully.

"No." Ichigo replied.

"Soo..we're not there yet?" I need to be sure.

"No."

"…Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there now?" I can see an anime vein on his head.

"WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST SHUT UP? I know I've said that you should act your age, but now's not the time!" Ichigo yelled at me in annoyance.

"Sorry…" I said, a bit bewildered because he just like…exploded. I guess that's how other people feel when I yell at them. And I don't feel one bit sorry for them. Most of them (*ehem ehem* Mastumoto) have a good reason to be yelled at. But just for the fun of it… "….Are we there yet?"

"Yes, we are now," Ichigo said. "I could tell from the tone of your voice that you liked annoying me."

Yes, yes I did. I grinned at him. He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Ne, Kurosaki-kun, what's this place?" Hinamori asked, as we got out of the car.

Ichigo smiled at her and pointed at the Ferris-wheel in the distance. "An amusement park."

"Alright, so…my dad said that you guys should all be welcomed and crap," Ichigo explained when everyone was present. "And that I should take you guys to an amusement park to do so."

"What?" Madarame, Abarai and Momo all asked, with confused faces.

"I know, that was my reaction." Ichigo shrugged. "So, pick a partner and we'll meet back at this spot in an hour. Alright?"

"Why do we need to have partners?" Madarame asked. He put a fist on his chest. "I'm a MAN! Men don't need partners!"

Everyone sweat-dropped. I had an idea. "If your partner gets a really cool prize, then maybe you can split it between you both." I nodded convincingly as I said this.

"Ohhh!" Madarame said. "Hitsugaya-taichou, you are a genius!"

I know. "So, who's going to partner up with who?"

Abarai pulled a coin out of his pocket. "Let's flip a coin!"

How does that even help us to…? "I don't think so."

Ichigo sighed. "Everyone just go with your room-mate. It's easier that way."

"Alright!" Everyone yelled and went off in different directions.

"So, Toushiro-" Ichigo began.

"Hitsugaya-taichou!" I said, frustrated. Then, seeing the skeptical look he gave me, I just had to chuckle. "Ok, just don't let other people know that I let you call me by my first name. Or else they'll think I'm a nice person…and that I've gone… soft."

"Toushiro, I know you. You will never go soft," I let out a breath of relief. "You always have been soft." WHAT?! How dare he! I'll show him what soft is…

"Alright…so…are you sure won't be scared?"

I raised my eyebrows at Ichigo, while we're in the line to go on the ride 'Evacuated Tunnel to Hell'. Apparently, it was one of the scariest rides of this amusement park. "I've fought battles with Espada. Do you seriously think that could scare me?" I pointed to the entrance of the dark tunnel.

"It scared Renji so badly last time," Ichigo laughed. "He almost peed in his pants."

"Well, Abarai gets freaked out easily." I pointed out.

"True." Ichigo laughed. "But if I get scared, don't laugh at me, ok?"

"I will make no such promises." I huffed at him.

My attention turned to the guy in front of the entrance, who was dressed as a bloody pirate. He smiled, showing a bunch of bloodied teeth. "Tickets?" He held out his hand, which was actually a hook with a basket hung on it. Ichigo dropped his ticket in there and I did the same. "Ya might wanna say yer prayers before going in there." He laughed evilly.

"Yep, and you might wanna brush your teeth." I said calmly, and entered walked in through the entrance of the tunnel, leaving the pirate-guy extremely confused because I wasn't scared.

"Brush your teeth?" Ichigo laughed as he walked in with me. Then his eyes widened as he looked around the place. "Whoa. This place has changed since I last came here."

I had to admit, it looked pretty creepy. The whole place was only dimly lit by a faint green glow, the walls dark and dusty. A few paces in front of us, there was a large pool of murky water, and a single very old-looking boat waiting patiently for us. I remember watching a movie like this with Ichigo. It was Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. This looked almost exactly like the scene where Harry and Dumbledore go into some hidden cave to get a locket. And the eerie silence that hung in the air was not helping.

"Well," said Ichigo. "Let's hurry up and end this."

"Scared, are we?" I smirked at him as we walked towards the boat.

"No way," he scoffed.

We sat down in the boat, and waiting for something to happen. As I expected, the boat started moving slowly. Ichigo laughed. "This isn't scary at all!"

Wait… "Ichigo, haven't you been on this ride before? You should know what happens!"

Ichigo scratched the back of his head. "But last time it was a train, not a boat. So I'm not sure how much they've changed this r- AAAAAAAAAAAH!" The boat was suddenly going at an extremely high speed, the dark water splashing everywhere. "WHAT THE HEEEELLLLLL?!" Ichigo was screaming.

Then, the boat was slowing down, and I felt something brush the top of my forehead. A spider web. I looked up, and I saw a lot of other spider webs. Spiders of all sizes ran over the faintly glowing walls, as if they were running from something. I'm pretty sure they're just remote controlled or something. I mean, real spiders aren't that hairy unless they are tarantulas, right? RIGHT?!

Ichigo finally stopped screaming. "Dude, this place is creepy."

"No kidding." I said. "Oh. My. God." I stared behind Ichigo.

"What?! What is it?" Ichigo asked, hysterically. Then he turned around and gasped. There was a tall corpse, dressed in white, wavy brown hair on its dead head. "A-a-aizen?" Ironically, he had a hole in his chest too.

"You will pay for your mistakes, Kurosaki Ichigo!" Then 'Aizen' exploded into a pile of very realistic guts.

"He-he-he knows my name!" Ichigo yelled at me, and shook me by my shoulders. "HOW?!"

"I don't know! Calm down, Ichigo." I actually had to shout at him.

"How can I-" Ichigo stopped his sentence. "Did you hear that?"

I stared at him. "Are you serious? How am I meant to hear anything with you screaming at me?" Then, I heard it too. A raspy, pained moaning. "Oh, you mean that?"

"How can you be so calm about this?" Ichigo is going nuts. I'm sure. Like…come on. It's a scary ride. Everyone knows the stuff that's used is totally fake.

The moaning got louder and louder, and an extremely foul (yet just as familiar) stench filled my nose. Blood. That was the smell of something that's dying. It's definitely real blood. I looked down at the brownish-green water and saw long streaks of dark red weaving through it. "Ew."

"EW? You should be more like 'AAARGH!' or something! You're not normal, Toushiro!" Ichigo exclaimed.

"Well, yeah, in what cases can you expect a dead person to be normal?" I asked him.

"Oh...true… you're dead…" He said.

I shook my head at him. "Don't say it like that, it's insulting!"

"Sorry…" He sighed and looked down. "This thing better end soon. It's just…"

"Well, the Aizen thing was creepy, I guess." I looked forward and tried not to puke. "Ugh."

Ichigo raised his head and groaned. In front of us was the most disgusting looking zombie I have ever seen. Well, I haven't seen many zombies but… it's still gross, ok? The thing had really waxy-looking, pale blue skin. It had a really bony face, and one of its eyes is popping out of the socket, the other one completely missing. But that's not the gross part. Its stomach had a large tear on it, and internal organs are spilling out, blood dripping at the edges of the tear. Some sort of infection was spreading through his left arm, and the smell of blood was getting stronger. Too much detail? Sorry, I'll stop.

The zombie-creature-thing just stared at us with that creepy one eye and groaned something inaudible. The sooner we pass this thing, the better. Oh did I day better? Just kidding, it got worse. All these slimy hands shot up through the water and started gripping the boat. Oh believe me, there were a lot of hands. But it's still not scary, though. Just gross. And awfully slimy.

We passed a few more…gross and weird things… that I'm not going to describe to you. I mean, would you want to know that there was a brain with a snake eye on it? Or that the chainsaw-man took off his mask to reveal a decaying skull with maggots creeping through the empty eye sockets? Disgusting…

There was a ghost coming our way. It was a girl in a long white kimono, the middle of it stained with blood. She was looking down, so we couldn't see her face; just her dark brown hair. Seriously, this is just creepy. The ghost stopped in front of us and so did the boat. Oh come on. What are these people thinking? A ghost isn't going to scare me. I'm already dead, so they might as well call me a ghost.

The ghost raised one of her pale, sort of see-through arms and pointed at me. "You hurt me. I thought you always said you would protect me…"

That sounded really familiar… I gasped as she looked me straight in the eye. That was…It couldn't be...How… "Momo…"

The ghost did have an extremely Momo-like face with blood splattered on her cheek. She began crying and got closer to me. "How could you?!" Her face twisted into something very much like a Hollow mask and she let out a piercing yell, disappearing into thin smoke.

I felt like crying. No, I wasn't scared. It's just…The ghost seemed like it was in so much pain. As if it was hurt a lot. As if Momo was hurt… and I couldn't protect her…

"Man, pull yourself together. It was just a…a fake thing." Ichigo said, shaking me. "Momo is fine. She's probably out there, riding the Ferris Wheel with Rukia or something. She probably wouldn't want her dear Shiro-chan to worry over her so much…"

I blushed, and crossed my arms over my chest. "Nothing's wrong with me."

"If you say so," Ichigo rolled his eyes. We just sat in silence for a long time. "Isn't it kinda quiet?"

As if on cue, a large amount of water came tumbling down onto our heads and drenched us, head to toe. I spat out some and groaned. "I don't like this ride."

"Neither do I," Ichigo said as he shook his head, sending water-drops flying onto my already wet face.

We saw light in front of us, and were glad to know that the ride was over. We got out of the stupid boat and went through the end of the tunnel. Ichigo shuddered. "We are never ever doing that again."

I nodded. "Like ever."

Ichigo laughed and pointed at me. I glared at him. "What?"

He stopped laughing and grinned. "You sounded like Taylor Swift when you said that."

I glared again. "Shut up before I turn you into a human popsicle."

"Sure, sure."

"Ahh, I see you guys enjoyed my ride." We turned to see no other than Kisuke Urahara.

"Urahara-san?" Ichigo asked. "Wait, you own this ride?"

"I own a lot of things~" Urahara smiled mysteriously. "And it was my idea to put Aizen and a Momo ghost in there. Oh and also the water at the end. Brilliant right?"

Yeah, and now I'm plotting some brilliant revenge to make you feel some brilliant sadness.

I was sitting on a bench next to Ichigo. We had gone on so many rides that I can't even remember most of the names. I'll definitely remember the rollercoaster ride, though. It's pretty hard to forget epic rides that just give you adrenaline rushes like that. We'd played a few games and won some prizes. The last one I'd played was the kind where you have to knock over cups with a ball. I knocked over all three in one go. As a prize for that, I chose a huge stuffed panda bear. It's not for me. It's for Momo. I mean, what would I do with a huge plushie anyway?

Ichigo was currently stuffing his face with cotton-candy. I didn't think he liked sweet things. But then, even I like some sweet things, and I don't think I seem like the type who'd like sweet stuff. I must've been staring at him because after a while he chuckled. "If you want some you could've just asked for it, you know?"

"I don't…" I started, but then stopped. "Actually… Give me some of that."

Ichigo tore off a bit of cotton-candy and held it out. "Hurry up, it melts."

I grabbed the pink fluff and popped it into my mouth. Almost immediately, it melted and lost its fuzzy form. And it was really sweet. I kind of liked the stuff. "…Can I have some more?"

Ichigo laughed and gave me another bit of the fluffy goodness. He glanced at the panda in my arms, and raised an eyebrow. "I didn't think you were one for stuffed animals."

I rolled my eyes. "It's for Momo."

"Making a move, eh?" Ichigo chuckled.

I felt an unfamiliar rush of heat in my face. "What? No. We're just friends." I sighed. "Sugar has bad effects on you."

"Nope, not really," Ichigo grinned at me, as if he knew something I didn't know.

"Ehhh, taichou, you like stuffed animals?" Matsumoto stared at the panda plushie in my arms. "You try to act all mature and stuff, but in reality, you're actually a child deep in your heart. Deep, deep down-"

"It's not for me." I growled at her. I looked to Momo who had just arrived with Rukia. "It's for you." I said, handing the plushie to Momo.

She looked surprised, but grinned at me and pulled me into a hug. "Thanks! It's so cute!"

"Y-you're welcome," I felt blood rising to my face. That's weird. Why does it keep happening to me? I saw Matsumoto wink at me, and I tried (unsuccessfully) to glare.

Momo let go and beamed happily, cuddling the panda to her chest. Then she frowned. "Your face is red. Are you having a fever or something?"

"No…it's uh…just…very hot today…," I shrugged. "I don't like hot weather."

"Why are you and Kurosaki-kun all wet?" She asked curiously, and the others were suddenly staring at me for answers.

"Momo, don't worry about us," Ichigo said lazily. "We just went on 'Evacuated Tunnel to Hell' and water got thrown onto us… Oh and you can just call me Ichigo, or else it sounds too formal."

Momo smiled brightly at him. "Sure."

"Ok people, we need to get back to my house soon." Ichigo said, looking at his watch.

"Come on taichouuu… you have to play!"

We were currently in the living room after dinner, looking for something fun to do. I shook my head at Matsumoto. "You can't force me."

Matsumoto sighed. "But 'Just Dance 4' is awesome! You have to play!"

I purposely dropped the room's temperature. Matsumoto pouted. "You're such a meanie."

"Deal with it." I told her and walked upstairs. I decided to just look around the house and familiarize with it, since it's a lot different to when I last came here. I knew which bedrooms belonged to who, but there were a few extra doors here and there.

I walked to a particular door painted in black which had (for some reason) caught my attention. I opened the door and smiled. A time-out room. Just what I need.

Closing the door behind me, and looked around. The carpet was dark gray, and the walls were painted maroon. It looked as though the fairly large room had been divided into many parts.

There was a modern electric piano in one corner. You know, the type that can change its 'voice' to almost any instrument. They're cool. There was also an acoustic guitar, a set of drums and a microphone connected to a speaker. In a different corner, there were a few bean-bags and a bookshelf. An air-conditioner was fixed into the wall above that area, and a large window was in between the book-shelf corner and the music-instruments corner. A ping-pong table took up the space in the centre of the room. In another corner, there was a large table with many different art supplies (brushes, paints, pencils, felt-pens, paper…and a bunch of other stuff) spread out neatly on it. The last corner of the room was occupied by a mini-fridge. In between the art-table-thing-whatever-you-wanna-call-it and the mini-fridge, there was a large flat-screen TV, a cream-coloured couch in front of it, and a big furry purple rug on the floor between the couch and the TV.

Once again, I smiled to myself. Now this was the greatest room in the entire house. But I'd have to wait for another day to come here. Right now, I'm just going to go into my room and pretend to act sleepy and tired, so that I don't get sucked into a game of 'Just Dance 4' by a certain strawberry-blonde lieutenant….

Bleghh that was such a suck-ish ending, don't you think? I'm sorry if I took long to update…but on the bright side, I made this chapter longer than the other two (^.^) … even if it was kind of pointless and boring (-.-") . Sorry if there's any mistakes or anything…it's kinda late here, and I'm tired so I couldn't be bothered to re-read this even twice. Also, sorry to those who were expecting more HitsuHina stuff in this chapter, I think this was more about Toushiro and Ichigo's relationship. Lol. Sooooo anyway... It'd mean the world to me if you could press the really pretty review button below :D Bye~