A.N: I have a feeling that all you diehard hitsuhina fans will enjoy this chapter. I really loved writing it. In fact this scene was the inspiration for my story.

Thank you to yumi2121331 for the review. You are obviously from a superior race.

And that's not the only time Hitsu-chans gonna be jelling (fangirl giggle) ;)

And now…Begin!

Summary:Their meeting was so coincidental and cliché that it was almost laughable, but what blossomed from that was so much more. The kind of love that can only be described as...Destiny.

Disclaimer: Please refer to chapter one

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HITSUGAYA'S P.O.V

Momo has been amazing this past few weeks . It seemed as if she had everything planned down to the last second. It's almost as if she were made for this. She's doing an incredible job seeing as the wedding is only two months away, which doesn't give her much time really.

The invitations and the guest list was all made last weekend and the invitations were all sent. There was much squabbling over the invitations because Ichigo thought Rukia's drawings looked like a 'blind 4-yr-old' drew them and Rukia said that Ichigo had the 'artistic range of a twig'. Luckily Nanao was the perfect mediator, ( she whacked both of them on the back of their heads with a fan).
In the end, Momo made a draft which everyone seemed to like, so we used that one instead.

I, have been given the job of finding a photographer & throwing a stag night for Gin. [shudder]. I have no idea what that fox-face enjoys and we don't have much in common. How am I supposed to throw him a stag night?!
I'm not even entirely sure I know what that is…I'm sure I'll come up with some ideas.
Right now I have to get out of bed. I'm meeting Momo in an hour. We decided we have to start on our science project. We arranged to meet in front of the fancy dress shop on Duncan Road, (she had a fitting or something there).

I dragged myself out of bed and blindly reached for my cellphone: No new messages.

So we're still on then?

I quickly wash up and pulled on a crumpled, faded Sub-Zero T-shirt [A.N: For all my Mortal Kombat fans out there :P]
and unsuccessfully tried to tame my hair.

hmm…I'll skip breakfast. I'm sure we'll get something to eat

I check for my wallet, cell phone and jacket. On my way out I noticed my uncle in the garden, trimming his Bonzai.
'Ah. *Ohayo uncle,' I greeted him.
He looked up and smiled , 'Ohayo shirou-chan!'
I gritted my teeth but accepted it because I was about to ask him a favour.
'Uncle? Do you know any good photographers?' I asked.
His forehead creased with concentration, 'hmm. None that I can think of at the moment.' He smiled apologetically.
I shrugged ,' Well could you please look around for me? It'd for Rangiku's wedding,' I explained.
My uncle smiled cheerfully at me again [well really he never stopped smiling] and said, 'Of course, Shirou-chan.'
This time I couldn't handle it, 'Tch. Stop calling me Shirou-chan! I'm not a little kid.' I glared at him. He just chuckled and carried on with his Bonzai and shaking his head as if wondering how could I not want him to call me that?
Sometimes my uncle can be really annoying, but he's a good person all the same and the only bit of family I have left besides *Obaa-san.

I told him good-bye before I jumped on my motor-bike and sped off [A.N: I have a thing for motor-bikes okay :P] I hope she doesn't keep me waiting.

[5 minutes later]

I was at the store and there was Momo waiting for me outside but she was wearing this realty guilty expression on her face. It made me want to laugh but I didn't in case I hurt her feelings. So instead I raised a questioning eyebrow at her.

'Ehehe…Hitsugaya-kun! My appointment was moved back, so that means it's now. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Maybe you can come with me and wait inside?'
She was still wearing that guilty expression. I had the strange sensation of being torn between getting rid of it but keep staring at it at the same time.
But I couldn't keep her hanging, so I sighed and asked her, 'Why didn't you just call or send me a message?'
She giggled nervously, '*Gomenasai Hitsugaya-kun , I was a bit distracted. I couldn't decide between Amaryllis flowers or June Lillies for the Gazebo at the gardens.'
Now I feel guilty because she's been working herself to the bone and the appointment change probably wasn't even her fault but I would never let her know I was thinking that. So I shrugged and said, 'Whatever,' before walking into the shop.

The inside of the shop was done up really fancy and the floor was covered in that soft carpet that makes you want to take of your shoes in case you defile it.
Everything was in soft pinks, creams, whites and rich dark brown furniture. I was lost.
Momo seemed to be able to navigate her way through the store, so I followed her. She made sharp turns every once in a while but eventually we came to a desk that may have been the front desk.

Momo started talking to the lady behind the desk.
'Hi. My name is Momo Hinamori. I made an appointment for ten but it was moved back to eleven.'
The lady opened a leather-bound book and ran her finger down a long-ass list and paused at the middle, 'Ah yes! Miss Hinamori you're right on time. Would you care to step into the back rooms please?'
The lady gestured towards a door near the desk.

Behind this you would find many rooms that look the same but we only went into one. I saw a comfortable looking sofa in it which I immediately plonked myself on. Momo rolled her eyes at me, so I sent her a look that said 'don't-try-and-make-me-get-up-because-I-won't-and-this-is-your-fault'.
She giggled, which confused me because I didn't know hat was so funny.
The lady from before called Momo, 'Miss Hinamori, if you please…' she gestured towards a changing room with many dresses in them. I sighed.

This is going to take forever

So I tried to make myself as comfortable as possible. I fell asleep…or at least tried to sleep. It's a tad bit hard when you can hear Hinamori parading around the room , oohing and aahing. Suddenly I heard her exclaim,
'This is the one! This is the one!
I got up groggily and for a few seconds all I could see was blue, then it focused and I could see Momo twirling around in a turquoisy-blue dress. [Originally, it was meant to be lilac, but I thought it would be cute if her dress matched his eyes).
Suddenly my entire body felt like it was tingling as the sleep was knocked right out of me.
I was mesmerized. I was mesmerized by her.
My heart seemed to speed up. She was so…beautiful. That was the only word to describe her.

How?...When?...Was she always this beautiful? I didn't even….wait…what?

I have this weird feeling in my stomach and I'm practically having palpitations.
I've never felt this way before.
Am I sick?

I look at the glowing goddess who's now smiling angelically at me, and I think that I don't really mind this illness.
I had the sudden urge to hold her, draw her close to me. But I know I can't do that so I try sitting it out.

She giggled. I don't think I've heard anything that sounded more heavenly.
I wanted to hear her do it again.

'Hitsugaya-kun,' she calls me, pulling me away from my thoughts, though not entirely.
'What do you think Hitsugaya-kun?' She asked, as if nervous.

Oh *Kami! What do I say?! I can't say , "It makes me want to hold you" That would make things awkward

So I pray for the best and say, 'You look…uh…nice?'
She smiles but it looked like she was disappointed, she says thank you anyway.

Suddenly she grins at the mirror, then turns to look at me.
'You know, when I was little my friend and I would have these competitions, to see who could make their dress the biggest. You know. Twirling then sitting really fast, then seeing whose dress took up the most space.'
She giggled again, actually doing a twirl and sitting down quickly. The dress pooled up around her. The result was quite…captivating.

I asked half-dazedly, 'Who usually won?'
She laughed and said,' She did. But that was because she was bigger than me. Though I won occasionally. You know. When I 'burrowed' my mother's dresses.'
I smirked at her, 'That sounds like the stupid things you would do, but didn't your friend notice?' I raised an eyebrow at her.
She giggled again, this time on the verge of laughter though, 'Nope. Because I told her it was a special make from Paris and I even had a name for the brand!' she said before convulsing with laughter. I chuckled along with her.
I can't seem to take my eyes off of her. She noticed me staring and she seemed to suddenly turn self-conscious because she blushed and looked away. She looked down at her dress and brushed away some invisible dirt then she said, ' Well I guess I better see if any changes need to be made.'
With that, she got up and went into the change room again.

I stared after her. What happened to me? I literally turned into jello in front of her. Maybe it was just the dress? But somehow I knew that wasn't it.
It was if I were seeing her in a different light.

She came out two minutes later saying, 'Nope. No changes. Fits me perfectly.'
She flashed me a bright smile.

Na-uh. I still feel like jello so it was not the dress.

Suddenly I hear her whimper. I look up sharply only to see her pouting.
'It's so expensive!'

…Wait…What?! Does that mean she might not get it? I can't let that happen. She must have it

The words popped out of my mouth before I even had time to think them through

'I'll buy it for you.'

Oh .Kami! What did I just say?! She'll just laugh at you now ( I have no idea why she would laugh, but in my teenage mind that's how it looks) or she'll think you're trying to flaunt your money.

Despite these worries, I managed to keep a decent poker-face.
She looked surprised and then asked, 'R-Really? Hitsugaya-kun. You'd do that? For me?'
Somehow she ended up sitting next to me and looking right at me with those big, chocolate orbs. My heart rate increased considerably and my hands started feeling clammy.
I just nodded my head in response, not entirely confident in my ability to speak at the moment. But somehow I managed to add, ' Yeah, I can tell it's important to you. It's not that big a deal Hina.'

Why'd I call her Hina?! Now she's gonna laugh at me for sure!

I looked up at her and she was still staring at me , her mouth was open as if she wanted to say something but no sound was coming, finally she stuttered,
'Really…well…Hits-…NO!' she suddenly said. I looked at her surprised.
'I mean there's no way I could let you pay for something so expensive. Thank you for the offer but it's alright. It was very sweet of you though.'
She put her hand on mine. I felt this electric shock shoot up my arm from the contact. Her skin was so soft. I so badly wanted to link my fingers with hers, but again I have to show restraint.

She got up suddenly, smiled at me and said, 'You know what? I am going to get that dress. This is Rangiku's wedding and this isn't time to go tyrant on my wallet.'
I chuckled at her use of words and did a happy-dance in my head. I never thought I would ever be this happy that a girl got a pretty dress

A pretty dress for a pretty girl- GAH! What the hell is wrong with me?!

Momo handed the lady her card and arranged to come pick up the dress up another day.
She turned around and walked back to me. She looked me straight in the eye and said, 'Thank-you Hitsugaya-kun.' Then pecked me on the cheek.
I practically melted right then and there but I had to get my point across first, so I whispered., 'Toshiro.'
She knitted her eyebrows in confusion, 'huh?' she cocked her head.
I smiled and said, 'Call me Toshiro.'
Her eyes brightened, then she said, 'Shirou-chan!'
Now it was my turn to knit my eyebrows in confusion, 'huh?'
She giggled and said ,' It's shorter.'

What?!

'*Nani?! It took you even longer to say 'Hitsugaya-kun'!
She laughed this time, 'But I like Shirou-chan !'
I frowned and said, 'I don't'
She smirked,' You don't have to.'
I growled.

She…

'Then I'm going to give you an embarrassing nick-name too…you…bed-wetter!'
She gasped, 'Shirou-chan! I don't wet the bed!'
I smirked, 'Well too bad because I'm going to keep calling you that until you stop calling me Shirou-chan.'

She pouted then huffed away, gathering all her things.
'Come on,' she said pulling me towards the exit, 'I'm hungry and I'm making you buy me lunch to make up for being so mean to me,'
I smirked at her but didn't say anything. She's quite cute when she's pretending to be angry. Thought I can't resist.
'Alright….bed-wetter.'

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A.N: OK. I managed to squeeze in a chapter before crunch time XD
I may or may not update in the next three weeks depending on how much I procrastinate :P
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I did ;)

Oh and the whole nick-name thing. I know its weird for him to use half her surname as her nick-name but people do it! I call my best friend by half her surname. Its like, once you start using it, it no longer sounds like their surname. It's just a name.

TRANSLATIONS
Ohayo - Hello
Gomenasai - Sorry
Kami - God