So here's another chapter done! :D Sorry, if I took a while to update, I'll take even longer when school starts… just warning you. Hmm, I'm sorry if this is kind of short… I'm not exactly sure how much I wrote o.o.
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I lay down in the top bunk bed of what is going to be my room from now on, trying to hold in groans of pain. Yeah, I got the topbunk… jealous? I bet you are. Well, I'm not going to give it up to anyone because I went through so much just to get it.

-Flashback-

"Oh cool, the bunk-bed's been set up!" Ichigo smiled as we entered the room. We both looked at each other, thinking the same thing.

"I call dibs on the top bunk!" We yelled simultaneously.

"You can't call dibs on it 'cause I already did!" Ichigo crossed his arms.

No way. I'm getting the top bunk. I don't why I suddenly want to have my way, but I'm getting the top bunk. I guess I'm not as mature as I try to act like. "We called dibs at the same time." I put my hands on my hips and stared up at his face.

Ichigo smiled and patted my head. "Toushiro, you need to respect your Nii-san."

NII-SAN?! "What the hell? You're not my brother."

"I am for the time being." Ichigo ruffled my hair. "You have such nice hair Ototo-chan!"

I smacked his arm away from my head. "Well, Ototo-chan wants the top bunk." I glared at my 'Nii-san'. Hell no, he's just Ichigo.

"Well," Ichigo said, mocking my tone. "Tell him that he can't have it. I get to have it, because I'm older."

"I get to have it because I'm… younger and awesomer!" What did I just say?

Ichigo laughed. "You just admitted you're younger! And 'awesomer' is not a word."

"Well I might be younger, but I'm definitely stronger." Oh my gosh, what am I doing?

"Are you trying to pick a fight?" Ichigo raised his eyebrows.

"Are you dumb enough to ask?" I shot back. I have no idea what I'm doing. I will never eat sugar ever again…

"Well, let's see shall we?" Ichigo smirked. He threw a punch at me, but of course I easily dodged it, leaving him with his back to me. I kicked his thigh and he stumbled forward, but regained his balance quickly. He turned to face me. "Oh you are going to pay for that!"

I grabbed a pillow from the bottom bunk and threw it at him.

"Yep, I will pay. In punches." I smirked at him and punched at his stomach, but he blocked it with his hand and grabbed my fist, pulling me forward into a headlock. I pushed and struggled but I couldn't break free. Oh, the disadvantages to being smaller in size…

The door opened and Abarai poked his head in. "Oi, Ichigo, can I borrow that magazine with the cool sungla- What on Earth are you guys doing?"

"The top bunk is mine!" I growled and pushed Ichigo's head quite feebly due my position. I mean like, hel-lo? I'm caught in a headlock at the moment so things are a bit… complicated.

"Oh noohooo it's not," Ichigo said, struggling to keep me in the headlock. Yeah, he may be strong, but I'm a captain. "Damn it Toushiro!"

I heard Abarai mutter a quiet "I'll come back later", and the door closed.

I broke free of Ichigo's hold and slapped his arm, causing him to wince slightly. I smirked triumphantly, but was quickly pinned to the ground by a strong arm. I looked up to see Ichigo smiling evilly. It kind of creeped me out a little. Even so, I still managed to speak in a clam voice. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to teach you a lesson," Ichigo grinned. "Never ever mess with me."

Ichigo's free hand came up to my stomach and he wriggled his fingers. I suppressed a laugh. He knows a lot of things about me. Including my ticklish spots. Ichigo poked my side and tickled me again. I giggled. Yes, I am capable of giggling.

Ichigp smirked at me and tickled me harder, and my laughs became harder too. My attempts to get away from him were getting weaker. Ichigo tickled me again and, while I was in my helpless state of unstoppable giggling, moved his other hand to tickle me behind my neck. I laughed louder. Gosh, I hate him. My stomach is aching now and I don't have much energy left.

"P-please sto-ahahahaha-stop it!" I said and pulled hard on a fistful of his orange hair, causing him to yelp and stop tickling me.

"What the heck?" He looked at me, annoyed. I took that moment to jump up and push him over. I sat on his stomach. "I'll do it again," I threatened.

Ichigo frowned at me, but then his eyes softened and he laughed. "We're fighting over a bed. I feel like a five-year-old…"

I looked away from his face, feeling kind of ashamed. "Y-yeah. Sorry."

"Sorry?" Ichigo asked. "For what? I haven't laughed like that in ages!"

Neither have I. I smiled. "Hey."

"What?" Ichigo asked, concerned. Don't be concerned you stupid idiot.

"I'm still getting the top bunk." I announced.

Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Fine. Now get off."

"Thanks." I grinned and got off him. I climbed up on to my bed. "You are really easy to convince."

"Goodnight Ototo-chan."

"Shut up!"

-End of Flashback-

Ahh, brotherly love. At least I got the top bunk. But my stomach still aches from laughing so much. And people say that the more you laugh the longer you live. Heh. I think it kills you faster.

"Ne, Ototo-chan?"

I felt an anime vein pop up on my forehead. "Shut up you-"

I heard muffled laughter from the bunk below mine. I leaned over the edge and glared at Ichigo, who stopped. I lay back down on my bed, satisfied. "Ok, ok I'm sorry. Toushiro?"

"Yeah?" I asked.

"You'll be going to my school, my class."

"What?" I asked. "But you're like….16."

"So?" Ichigo asked obliviously.

"So, that means that I'll be 2 years younger than everyone else in my class!" I said, throwing my hands up into the air, even though he probably can't see me.

"Does that bother you?"

"Do you know how hard it is to run a Division when the Captain is probably the youngest person in it?" I sighed.

"But you won't be running a Division, dummy. You'll be going to school." Ichigo pointed out.

"That's not the point!" I yelled. Then I calmed down. "I mean, I'm always surrounded my people who are older than I am… Sometimes, people from my own division treat me like a kid. And they know I'm a captain. So imagine what it'd be like in a school full of arrogant high-schoolers. Not that you are arrogant. You're awesome."

I can imagine a smile on Ichigo's face. "Thanks, it's about time someone noticed my awesomeness. I don't think we can get you out of my school though. I spoke to the principal when I enrolled you. He seemed pretty hyped about having a prodigy in his school."

"Oh great, now I looked like I'm being favoured. Just great." I sighed.

"And," I heard an amused giggle. "It was a lot easier this time to get you a uniform that fits."

I scoffed. "I have grown a lot taller."

"You're still a midget compared to most guys your age."

"Don't be surprised if you wake up as an ice-cube tomorrow." I said. "When does school start anyway?"

"Well, today's Sunday. So it starts tomorrow."

I groaned. What? I'm not mentally prepared for that.

"Hey at least you'll be in the same class as the rest of us."

"You guys are annoying." I stated bluntly.

"Except me right?" Ichigo asked jokingly. "Because I remember you calling me awesome."

"Well I changed my mind now. You're all annoying." I replied.

"Even Momo?"

"Um… yeah." She is annoying. She calls me weird nicknames and makes my heart beat so fast that I'm surprised I haven't had a heart attack yet. I still haven't figured out why my heartbeat accelerates so suddenly like that… Maybe I'm sick or something.

"You hesitated to admit that Momo's annoying." Ichigo laughed.

"She's not as annoying as the rest of you guys. But she's still annoying." I said.

"Are you suuuuure?" Ichigo asked teasingly.

I snapped. "What's it with you people teasing me whenever you talk about Momo? It is so freaking ANNOYING! Why don't you all go and bother someone else, for a change? But no, it just has to be me!"

I got no reply from Ichigo. What if I upset him? I didn't mean to. I just… got a bit… angry. I heard a sigh from Ichigo. "Let's get some sleep." He switched off the light.

I sighed. "…. Sorry."

I heard a faint chuckle. "Don't worry about it."

"Ne, ne, Shiro-chan?" Momo asked, as we walked to school that morning.

"Don't call me Shiro-chan, Momo. Toushiro is just fine." Gawd, this girl is annoying.

Momo smiled at me. "Yeah, Toushiro is a lot nicer than Hitsugaya-taichou."

I blushed. "W-well…what were you going to say before?"

"Oh yeah," Momo twirled around, causing her skirt to flutter. "How do I look?"

I'm not trying to be a perv or anything, but Momo really shouldn't twirl around in a skirt as short as that. "You look… like Momo in a school uniform." Yes, that was just brilliant, Toushiro.

She playfully punched my shoulder. "Mou, Shi- uhh- Toushiro. Say something nicer."

"You look nice?" I tried.

"Say it with some meaning…" Momo pouted at me.

"You look really… oh come on, Momo, it's a school uniform! How can a uniform look good a person?" I rolled my eyes.

"But Rangiku-san has gotten a lot of compliments…" Momo murmured.

I scoffed. "Because she's Matsumoto! She's beautiful no matter what she wears. Besides, have you seen how much of her shirt is actually buttoned up properly?"

I didn't get any response from Momo. Then I realised what I'd just said. I felt horrible. I put a hand on her shoulder. "I didn't mean that you're ugly, Momo. You're definitely not ugly."

Momo looked to me and smiled softly. "Thank you Shiro-chan."

"But I think the reason Matsumoto's getting so much attention is because most boys are pervs. So...yeah, that explains a lot." I said. I looked at Momo, who was looking at me with raised eyebrows. "Don't worry, I'm not one of them."

"I know that, Shiro-chan!" Momo giggled. She's so cute when she giggles like tha- What am I thinking?! Ok, let's get this straight. Toushiro Hitsugaya, you don't think that Momo, your childhood friend, is cute or anything like that. She's just a friend. Just a friend!

After I finished debating with myself, I looked up to see Momo staring worriedly at me. "Are you okay, Shiro-chan? You're face is all red." She put a hand on my cheek, causing it to heat up even more. I don't understand this. Does this happen to most people? "And your face is warm…"

"Um- well…" I racked my brains for a good excuse, as Momo stared intently at me to go on.

We were just staring into each other's eyes in silence, until someone decided to rudely barge in by saying "Ahh Taichou and Momo are finally lovebirds!"

I was about to have a moment with Momo! Matsumoto, you ruined it! Errr…wait. I don't need a moment with her… Because people only want moments like those if they like someone. I don't like anyone. I glared at Matsumoto. "We're not lovebirds! We're not even dating, you stupid baka."

Matsumoto grinned mischievously. "But you want to, right?"

I saw Momo blush slightly. Rolling my eyes, I turned back to my annoying lieutenant. "Go and find someone else to bother."

Matsumoto place her hands on her hips and pouted. "Taichou, you're no fun! But I guess I should be used to that by now…" She stomped away huffily.

I shook my head and sighed. "I don't know how I put up with her…"

I didn't like all the attention we were getting as we walked through the hallways. It was… disturbing. However, that nothing compared to the reactions we got when we entered the classroom.

Girls squealed at me and my "cuteness", and they squealed even more when Ichigo told them that I was 14. If it weren't for the fact that they did not know who I was, I would have froze their lips so they couldn't speak. More than half of the boys in the class gaped at Matsumoto's boobs, which was disgusting, to say the least. Some guys commented on Abarai's hair and tattoos, saying that he must be part of some street gang. Ayasegawa was immediately asked if he was gay, and I'll admit, I was kind of curious to know too. Some poor kid guy called Madarame bald, and his death-chase began. Ok, so the last one was kinda of funny.

Rukia and Momo were probably the only ones who got a normal greeting.

During lunch, I sat under a tree with Ichigo, my fellow (annoying) Shinigami, and a few of Ichigo's friends. I remember them because they once came to Soul Society to save Rukia from an execution (it's a long story). They all had unique powers.

Orihime Inoue is a hyper active girl with long auburn hair, big shiny gray eyes and… and uhh… a very Matsumoto-like figure. And before you say anything, I'm not trying to be perverted! She wears these flower-shaped hair-pins that can turn into these spirits that look like pixies (honestly, I'm not sure what they are.)

Sado Yasutora is enormous and has tanned skin and wavy brown hair. I wonder if he's like… part Mexican or something… Anyway, Ichigo calls him Chad because he thinks its cooler. He has super human strength and his arm turns really cool and epic when he's fighting… I can't really describe it though. But even without his powers, I still think he'd be inhumanly tough.

Uryu Ishida is a studious boy with dark bluish-black hair and glasses. He is also a Quincy, so he isn't exactly human, and this means he's got a thing against Shinigami. Don't ask me how he and Ichigo became friends, because that is beyond my knowledge.

Well, anyway, we (as in, everyone but me) were in a fierce argument over whether a frying pan can be used as a weapon. Now do you see why I just chose to sit and watch? It's actually quite entertaining. But if my opinion was actually needed, I'd say yes to frying pans. Because once, Momo made (let me repeat made) me watch this animated film called "Tangled", which was about a girl called Rapunzel who had ridiculously long hair and whatever... But there's this guy called Flynn Rider in it, and when he first climbed into Ranpunzel's tower (yeah, she lives in a tower), he was hit on his head by a frying pan. And he was knocked out. Also, I remember that while Rapunzel and Flynn (who later revealed his name to be Eugene) were on their way to… somewhere, they kept getting followed by these Royal Guards (Eugene was a criminal, and that was the only interesting bit) and by other criminals (there was a reward for whoever hands him into the Guards). And guess what they used to defend themselves? Rapunzel's frying pan. They survived because of a freaking FRYING PAN!

All was going great (well, as great as an argument about frying pans can get) until Matsumoto tried to share her lunch with the rest of us.

"But you guuuys!" Matsumoto whined. "I made this almond-olive-mustard-peanut butter sandwich especially for you all! See, I even put bits of chocolate into it! You must eat!"

Abarai's face turned a pale shade of green, and he frantically shook his head. So did almost everyone else. Matsumoto pouted. She turned to me. "…. Taichou?"

I just gave her my usual emotionless face. She had the saddest face I had ever seen. Thankfully, Inoue likes Matsumoto's taste in food, so she quickly said "I'll eat it, Rangiku-san!~"

That girl is a life saver. We all owe her one. I'll do anything but eat her food. No offence to her, I know she's a wonderful person and stuff, but her cooking sucks…

At the end of our last class, I finished packing up my stuff and I looked up to ask Momo whether she'd like to walk home with me. There's no special reason for that! I mean, we live in the same house, so it'll be easier. Yes, I'll walk her home for that reason.

But I looked to her seat, which was next to Matsumoto's (oh, how unfortunate), and Momo was talking to a guy with light purple hair and gray eyes. I think his name was… Hmm, I can't remember…

"Ryo Hayashi," said a voice next to me.

I looked up to see Ichigo. "What?"

"His name is Ryo Hayashi." Ichigo said, shrugging. "And don't say you weren't wondering. I know you really well."

I looked back at the two of them, and then at the ground. "Whatever."

Both of us just stayed in silence for a while, until Momo came bouncing up to us. "Guess what, Shiro-chan? I made a new friend. Hey shouldn't we be going home by now?"

Ichigo nodded and we walked out of the classroom, and Momo waved shyly to that Ryo guy. I don't know why, but it just ticked me off. On the way home, I didn't feel like talking, and neither did Ichigo. So it was Momo doing all the talking.

"Ne, Shiro-chan, Ichigo-san," she said chirpily. "His name is Ryo Hayashi, and he's really nice! He even offered to show me around Karakura one day. Isn't that so kind of him? Ryo-kun is really such a gentleman~"

I noticed the dreamy tone in her voice when she said 'Ryo-kun'. I only know one person that she has ever talked about like that. And it just makes me mad. It makes me angry, and I have no idea why! It was like Momo had met Aizen all over again!

Ohh kay~ So that was the dear chapter that I took so long to finish. Hope you liked it (personally, I don't). I think my slow-updating will be even slower because my summer vacations are coming to an end (booo school!). So please review for this chappie, even though it sucks, because that's what motivates me to keep writing~

p.s. Part of the reason I took so long was because, in the middle of this chapter, I had this really cool idea for another fanfic, so I just had to start writing before I forgot the idea. I might post it soon, but I haven't exactly finished the first chapter. I could try to finish/post it tomorrow, but I have to pack my stuff cux we're going back to Australia before school starts, so I'll be quite busy. But I will TRY. Ok bye bye, it's two and a half hours past my bed-time… -.-