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Marrying The Wrong Girl

Chapter eight

Info you need to know: "Talking"

Recap:

"Hello, Rangiku-san. Hitsugaya-kun." Momo greeted and Matsumoto wrapped her up in a deathly hug, Momo told her – that like Toshiro moments ago- she couldn't breathe so Matsumoto let her go. Toshiro nodded and smiled ever so slightly at Momo, and even though it wasn't much it still made Momo blush. Then she remembered that Toshiro was in love with Matsumoto, so her blush faded slightly.

"Momo-Chan, do you want to go and watch Toshiro-kun train with Kenpachi-san?" Matsumoto asked Momo, linking arms with her. "You've got training now, right Toshiro-kun?" Toshiro looked at her suspiciously, wondering what his mischievous friend was up to.

"In a few minutes, yes." Toshiro replied, still trying to find if he could see any hint of what Matsumoto could be up to. He found none.

"Good, then Momo-Chan shall we watch? There's nothing to do here, so it'll pass the time." Matsumoto asked again, Momo hesitated wondering if she should decline so that Matsumoto and Toshiro could have some time together. But she thought it would be cool to see the Prince and his fighting skills. So after a few moments of contemplating, Momo nodded and Matsumoto grinned.

"Alright, Rangiku-san, I'll come." She told her friend who squealed happily, Momo then turned to face the Prince. "As long as you don't mind?" Momo asked and Toshiro smirked slightly at her.

"Not at all." He replied and told the two girls that he would met them at the sparring hall. Matsumoto had watched Toshiro intensely, she had seen his small smirk and she grinned evilly at that. She watched Momo, watching Toshiro disappear in the direction of the castle. She could see the faraway look in Momo's eyes as she watched the Prince go.

Matsumoto chuckled quietly and dragged her petite friend over to the sparring hall. Matsumoto's suspicions had been right. Toshiro liked Momo, by the looks of it a lot. That wasn't something that usually happened. Matsumoto smirked, mischievously. Things were going to get interesting.

Momo, Toushiro and Rangiku walked over to the sparring hall, as Momo and Rangiku chatted away Toushiro was left pondering on how he would help Momo. Should he make sure he was not out of his sight? Or just look out for her when they were at mealtimes? Either way he would need to be with her most of the time. Just great Toushiro thought when I'm trying to forget about her, she comes up with this problem. Letting a sigh he ran his fingers through his hair.

When the trio reached the sparring hall, Toushiro left first to train, leaving Momo and Rangiku to talk some more, they moved towards a tree that had plenty of shade and where they were still in view of Toushiro and close enough that if they yelled Toushiro would hear.

"And that's what happened at breakfast after you left." Matsumoto says giggling; Momo had already erupted in a fit of giggles, who knew Ichigo was so funny?

"We missed you, you know? After you and Toushiro left." Matsumoto says calming down from her own joke. Momo stops her laughter and is almost replaced her emotion with sadness, almost. Regaining composure she turned to her friend who was busy making a daisy chain, making a fake smile Momo assured her friend.

"Mouuuu, you can't have missed me that much. You laughed so hard you cried and I think you forgot I was even in the castle." Momo joked. Matsumoto laughed, she was so glad her friend was as happy as she was. Matsumoto was about to say something she heard a battle cry. Her eyes directed her to the sound, there was a bare chest Toushiro running towards his Sensei Kenpachi, they were sparring and it looked like Toushiro was already getting tired however Kenpachi wasn't even breaking a sweat. Matsumoto started watching for a few seconds of the teacher and student sparring match Matsumoto looked over to her friend, her eyes were clued to the fight, Matsumoto looked moved her head beside hers, Momo took no notice, pointing her two fingers from Momo's eyes, only then she zapped out of her trance. Matsumoto was moved her fingers to straight in front of Momo, the fingers landed on the bare upper torso of Toushiro. Matsumoto grinned, so she was right Momo was staring at Toushiro, does she like him?

"Momo? Do you like our white hair prince?" Matsumoto teased Momo, Matsumoto awaited excitedly for her reaction; Momo started blushing a crimson red. Momo turned to her strawberry blond friend, she was red in the face, and anybody would've noticed she was too.

"What? I don't like Toushiro-Kun!" Momo shouted, enough to get Toushiro's attention however Momo didn't realized. Though Matsumoto did at the corner of her eye.

"If you don't like our prince, why are you blushing?" Matsumoto asked innocently, Toushiro had finished his sparring match and was now eavesdropping occasionally swinging his wooden sword around like he was practicing sword movements avoiding suspicion.

"What? I wasn't blushing!" Momo cried, her voice getting pitchy like a silly schoolgirl with a crush on the popular guy.

"I'm sure you don't like him as sure that pigs can fly." Matsumoto stated, Momo stayed silent proving Matsumoto's earlier question to be right. Toushiro listened to the pair's conversation he was confused, didn't Hinamori already know that Toushiro liked her? And if he heard correctly Hinamori liked him? This is too confusing, Toushiro thought running his fingers through his hair. He was about to resume training when a voice started.

"Rangiku, Toushiro is in love with you!" Toushiro twisted his head around; a face of shock imprinted his face. All that was going through his head was 'are you serious? Me, Toushiro loves Matsumoto?' he was about to interrupt their conversation when all of a sudden their strawberry blond friend started laughing, Hitsugaya looked at the girl with very large assets with confused look. As did Hinamori.

"To-Tou-Toushi-Toushiro lo-ves-m-me! Bwahhaha!" Matsumoto says in-between laughs; Hinamori stared at her bewildered, very very surprised with her reaction. Hinamori stays silent while Matsumoto laughs, Hinamori looked over to Hitsugaya where he was training. Hitsugaya was staring with a look that could only be described as shock. Hitsugaya noticing that Hinamori was staring at him, his cheeks hinted a faint pink and he turned around back to the practice sword motions.

After what seemed like a long time, Matsumoto had stopped laughing; Hinamori turned her head back to the attention to the woman beside her. Hinamori's friend's expression all somehow serious.

"What did Toushiro say to make you think that Momo?" Matsumoto said, of course she would want some answers.

"It started-" Momo started but was cut off by a voice overpowering hers.

"Start from the very start." Matsumoto interrupted, Hinamori nodded.

"Well I had a nightmare in the middle of the night... I went walking around the castle to find the door to go outside and I came across the gardens... I went pretty deep I think, then somehow Hitsugaya and I crossed paths, he asked why I was up this late I told him I felt like going for a walk. Then he came to sit beside me on the bench I was sitting on... I was distracted; I didn't realize he had said something so I asked what did you say? He said the night was beautiful and then we stargazed a little bit..." Hinamori said slightly getting out of breath since it was a long sentence and she seemed to be talking in long sentences today and stories. Matsumoto nodded, she looked like she was hooked on the story Hinamori was giving her though Hinamori thought it was nothing special.

"Continue."

"I asked how Karin was; he didn't cared how she was though-"

"Haha yesss, at least Toushiro shows no emotion towards that girl. Anyway continue." Matsumoto says happily

"Okay back to the story, Toushiro suddenly tells me he doesn't love Karin! He said he just chose her because he needed a suitor for him to get the crown... Then he said he had fallen for another! And the only person he associates with is you! And he said it's someone I know. So that's when I put two and two together and realized that Toushiro loves you!" Hinamori finishes her sentence and awaited for Matsumoto's response, it was a good few minutes and Hinamori was getting worried.

Matsumoto had no idea what to do with the new information; this was too much info to take in the space of 5 or so minutes. Looking over to the training prince, he was wearing no shirt so you could see sweat glistening his on 6 pack abs. His hair was covered by light perspiration of water from the fountain that was not far from where he was training. Though Matsumoto had known Toushiro for all of her life. She couldn't imagine it, her and Toushiro seemed impossible. He was like a brother to her, hoping for some answers from Toushiro himself, she waited and stayed unresponsive. 'Turn around Toushiro' begged Matsumoto, as if answering her plead Toushiro turned around and his eyes met with Matsumoto's. Since Toushiro was eavesdropping he knew what they were talking about. He gave a shake of his head as a gesture for no and he broke eye contact and nodded to the person beside her. Matsumoto turned to where Toushiro's eyes landed on, they landed on Momo. However she wasn't paying attention she was too busy looking at the daisies. Matsumoto turned back her attention to Toushiro, their eyes made contact. Matsumoto blinked, Toushiro had fallen in love with the girl beside her. Hinamori Momo.

~just a little bit after Toushiro's training~

Momo had returned back to her room, an eventful day it had been. Telling Toushiro her secret, telling Matsumoto that Toushiro was in love with her, it made her quite exhausted. 'At least it's out in the open' Momo thought. Climbing onto the soft, comfy bed. She laid her head on the pillow, it was all fluffed up and ready to be slept on. The feeling of comfort made her sleepy, Hinamori let out a yawn, and she began drifting into sleep.

~15minutes later~

"Is Hinamori seriously that stupid?" Toushiro muttered under his breath as he walked back from the sparring hall, it had been an eventful day for Toushiro. First he finds out about Hinamori's health problem and next he finds out that Hinamori thinks he is in love with Matsumoto!

"Honestly." Toushiro Grumbled, usually Toushiro would be happy from a day of training but today when he found out Hinamori thought he liked Matsumoto; it put him in a bad mood, especially when Matsumoto didn't tell Hinamori the truth. Now he would have to tell her. And that was where he was heading to Hinamori's room.

When he reached the big painted brown doors, he found him hesitating to open or even knock on the door. What was he afraid of? Toushiro didn't know. Forcing the courage out of him he knocked on the door. *knock knock* he waited, no response. He tried one more time *knock knock* still no response, taking it as a sign that she wasn't in her room he left and went to his own room.

Reaching his quarters, he flopped on his bed, closing his turquoise eyes he breathe a sigh, how is it that I can tell her? That I don't like Matsumoto but her? How would she react? I'm an engaged man. An unhappy engaged man. Toushiro thought.
Deciding it was time to get up he rose up from his bed, and walked tiredly to the bathroom. Hinamori Momo makes you feel that way. Tired and exhausted. She's a real piece of work.

Tilda's end note: So that was the awesome chapter 8, did you like? Don't forget to leave a review and it would be really kind of you if you said happy birthday to Anita in it! Until next time!