It was a mid-summer's night. It was warm.
Momo's blanket was thrown on the floor.
Then something cold was draped around her.
She turned around to see what it was only to find herself looking into the ever familiar pool of teal.
"Shiro-chan?" she asked surprised looking at the clock beside. "It's the middle of the night shouldn't you be sleeping?"
"It's Hitsugaya-Taicho to you baka..." He said pulling her up to a sitting position.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"What day is it today?"
"It's night-time now…" Momo said yawning.
"It's your birthday baka!" Toshiro said.
"It was yesterday." Momo said sighing.
"No, it's today. It's only 11.50. So it technically it is still the 3rd today. Anyway Happy Birthday, baka Bed-wetter."
"Mou, you know I don't wet the bed anymore! What are you doing here Shiro-chan?"
"It's my Bed-wetter's birthday. Why wouldn't I be here!"
"My?" Momo asked confused.
"Of course, you are mine baka. Not Izuru's or Byakuya's or anyone else's. You are mine and only mine." Toshiro said slowly but passionately kissing his bed-wetter.