A/N: Ok I'm finally back. Happy Birthday and Christmas and New Years to those who were following my story. I know it's been year and you're probably very pissed off with me…and you should be. And I'm not making any excuses. I'm just going to place my new chapter here and hope you'll find it in your hearts to forgive me.

And hello to the new readers. Hope you're enjoying it so far

Also thank you to Reader-Favs for following and reviewing and also 'Kitten' and 'umm. reviewer' for the reviews. If you ever meet me in person I'll allow you to give me a slap for being lame for a whole year.

'In with the new. Out with the old'

Disclaimer: Refer to chapter one

MOMO'S P.O.V

I was staring in horror at the thing in front of me. 'He can't expect me to!...There's no way I'm going to agree!' I glare at him to show him that I was not impressed.
He chuckled, 'Hina, It's really not a big deal.'I just glare at him even more and snarl, 'I am not going anywhere near that deathtrap!' I point at the shiny black motorbike in front of me.
Toshiro fake gasped, 'Take it back! How could you say that about her?!' and said in mock-indignation, and then he put his arm around the motorbike like he was hugging it. I lifted my eyebrow, 'Her?' Toshiro didn't seem fazed, he shrugged and said, 'Yeah. And she's very touchy, so if you don't want to hurt her feelings hurry up and climb on.' He handed me an extra helmet. I took it from him and he clambered onto his bike but I didn't move. So I'm 's nothing to be ashamed about.

When he noticed I wasn't budging, he sighed, then stood up to come pull me by my hand. 'Hina, there's nothing to be afraid of. Are you scared of falling off? I don't know why, because the only way you can do that, is if you jump off. Which I don't think you're in the habit of doing.' He gave me a small smile.
'Yeah he's right. Millions of people ride motorbikes.'
I nod my head and gave him a weak smile before I put the helmet on. Then I perch myself behind Toshiro on the bike. Not really sure where to put my hands, so I just place them awkwardly on Toshiro's back. He glances back at me,

'Ready?' he asked. I just nodded, scared I might throw up if I opened my mouth.

Toshiro turned on the engine making it growl as if it were waking up from deep slumber. All of a sudden there was huge lurch as the bike accelerated. I immediately close my eyes and wrap my arms around Toshiro's middle and bury my head behind his back in fear of falling backwards off the bike.

I didn't look up for a while. Waiting for my heart beat to slow down. I'm scared.

I don't want to be here. I grip harder around Toshiro's waist.

Wait! Toshiro…He's here!…he told me not to be afraid…he won't let anything happen to me.

Little by little I started lifting my head up. I slowly opened my eyes.
Everything was alive. It was thrilling. There were so many colours and objects zooming by, it was dizzying. I giggle from being giddy with excitement, this is almost…almost fun! I press my face against Toshiro's back, (These helmet's are heavy!) and stare in wonder at my surroundings. I felt a little bit too dizzy so I snuggled my face into Toshiro's back but still enjoyed the feeling of the force from the wind and the thrill of riding on a motorbike for the first time. I didn't even notice when we pulled into the café parking lot. I just heard Toshiro saying, 'Hina, let go. We're here.' He tried to pry my hands away. I blushed and pulled my hands away.
Gah! That's so embarrassing! I forgot to let go! And also…he called me Hina again, I wonder if he knows he's doing it. I don't mind though. It's cute.

I dragged myself off the bike and turned to face Toshiro. He smirked at me.
'Now that wasn't so bad, was it?' I glared at him and poked him in the chest before growling, 'If you ever make me do something like that, Toshiro. I swear I'll make you regret it.' Then I added softly, 'But it was nice anyway…' Toshiro chuckled and then started walking towards 'Urahara's Café' [A/N: By now you must have figured out that I'm lazy when it comes to naming things.]

I followed him, glad that he had chosen a place familiar to me…well familiar to everyone. I know, (from a reliable source), that Urahara's was established sometime when Hime's grandparent's were kids ,(reliable source revealed to be Hime's grandparents), and the ownership has never been changed once…?

How is that possible?! That means the owner has to be at least 80 and Urahara doesn't look a day over 40. Another one of the mysteries in Karakura.

I entered the café only to see that it hadn't changed a bit in the past year. I walked over to Toshiro's side and because of his good looks he easily caught the attention of a waitress, so we didn't have to wait long. Must be nice being attractive. Toshiro asked the waitress for a table for two. The girl flashed him a smile before scurrying off to get the table ready. I frowned at that. I didn't like her smile at all. Wah! Where did that come from? I don't usually have mean thoughts about other people. I feel guilty now…
I shook my head as if trying to shake the mean thoughts out of my head.

When I sat down, I took out my cell phone to check for any messages. I had a few.
There was one from Grimmjow saying he had fixed the hole, I sent him a thank you message. I looked up at Hitsugaya-kun and grinned, 'Grimmjow fixed the hole!' I looked down at my cell phone. I didn't notice him frowning. I was too busy telling Orihime, 'No! It's ok Hime! You don't need to cook. Its waay too much work. Just tell those caterers that they have to bring their own workers if they want help setting up. We don't have the people or the money to do it.'

I sigh with relief, disaster averted. Hitsugaya-kun raised his eyebrow and asked, 'What happened?' 'Hime wanted to cook.' He nodded understandingly, having heard from Ichigo that Inoue-san's cooking was a little un-orthodox.

The last text message was from Hanatarou saying he picked up the thank you cards and asking where to put them. I thanked him and told him to leave them at Ran's store. I make a big sigh and put my phone on the table. I look at Toshirou.I notice now that he's staring at me fixing me with those azure ocean eyes. I blushed and questioned him, 'W-What?' He looked startled, then turned his head and said, 'Nothing.' His face was weirdly red. I don't want to push him so I picked up the menu instead.

I scrolled down the list of breakfast stuff. I pause at waffles. 'Hmm…How does waffles sound Shirou-chan?' I asked him. 'Don't call me Shirou-chan!' He growled at me, 'I don't know…whatever you want bed-wetter.' I pouted, 'Mou…Shirou-chan, I don't wet the bed.' He shrugged and said, 'Whatever…' before closing his eyes as if resting.

I looked at the section for waffles. I stopped at one in particular, '*Suguoi! This one has watermelon!' I exclaim. At this Toshiro's head popped up and his eyes gleamed, 'Really?' he asked with a hungry expression.
'Yeah it must be new because I've never seen it before.' He looked at me evenly, 'You…want this?' He asked me as if he were shocked. I looked at him confusedly before nodding my head profusely. He nodded and signaled for the waitress, who was there at the speed of light. Toshiro looked at me, 'We're ready to order now' he said in a slow tone as if he were waiting for me to change my mind.
The waitress nodded and pulled out her notepad, 'So, what'll it be?'
'2 watermelon waffles with extra cream' said Toshiro

How did he know I wanted extra cream?
'Anything else?' Inquired the waitress. I thought about it, then said, 'Just a lemon water with ice please.' I gave her a smile, even though she was still annoying me. She looked at Toshiro expectantly. 'Coke. Thanks. That will be all,' he said. The waitress nodded, then left but not before sending Toshiro a flirtatious wink. I frowned at her. Who does she think she is? No wonder Toshiro thought I was a stalker at first.

'Oi! Bed-wetter. What's wrong?' he asked when he noticed my frown. I blanched. He mustn't know what I was really thinking about!

I choose a random topic, 'Né Shirou-chan, it's bad to have a fizzy drink in the morning!' (even though I see nothing wrong with this). He frowned and retorted, 'Who are you? My mother?' I sniff and say, 'It doesn't matter whether I'm your mother or the neighbourhood hobo. It's still bad for you. Do have any idea how much sugar there is in Coke compared to….' I stop and my eyes widen as the idea formed in my head.

'Oi! Bed-wetter!' Toshiro called with a worried expression.
'I've got it!' I shriek with a triumphant look written all over me. Toshiro shook his head , 'No bed-wetter. I think you've lost it.' Now it's my turn to shake my head, 'No shirou-chan . I have an idea for the science-expo.'
He raised his eyebrows, 'What is it?'
I lick my lips, nervously, because for some reason I don't want Toshiro to be disappointed with my idea. 'Well since the themes are exercise, food & health; we can measure the sugar levels in certain types of foods and drinks, analyze and compare! AND it will be easy enough to incorporate exercise into the study as well,' I quickly explained to him, all the while scrutinizing his face for a reaction. Toshiro took all this in and paused as if he were considering it, before smiling,
'That's actually not a bad idea.' I pouted and asked, 'Did you expect it to be bad?'
He chuckled and shook his head. 'What's even better is that we can use my uncle's lab. Measuring the levels of sugar will be like Childs play. We could compare the overall contents of each product. Add in a chart to make it look official and we've got ourselves an A+.' I giggled at his non-chalant attitude.
'We can just choose the products now and we can get people to be our test subjects,' I beamed at Toshirou. Just then the waitress arrived with the food.

That was fast. It smelt divine and my mouth was literally watering. I looked over at Toshirou and grinned at his expression. And I thought I was having trouble controlling myself.

We didn't even bother thanking the waitress before we tucked in. I took a bite and I melted. Why has this not been made before? I glanced up at Toshiro and immediately giggled. He was practically shoveling the waffle into his mouth. He looked up at me, 'Wha?' he said with his face stuffed. I chuckled, ' You're funny when you eat.' He just grunted and carried on stuffing his face.

Even though the food was divine I just could not finish it. So I ended up leaving half of the waffle, wondering if I should doggy-bag it until I saw Toshiro eyeing the food hungrily. I smiled and pushed it towards him, 'Here. I don't want it. I'm stuffed'. He took it without question and began to devour it.

Afterwards we chatted for a while about out project. We decided that we were going to use coke as the main product because it was the inspiration for the project.

Then Toshiro gestured for the bill. The waitress brought the bill and handed it to me.
I grinned and handed it to Toshiro, 'The price for being a jerk,' I said.
He smirked, 'I thought you don't hold grudges Momo.'
I smirked back, 'You're my exception.'

A/N: Hope you enjoyed that. Please review and tell me what you thought. If it was bad, if it was good. I wrote this chapter a while ago, so my writing style is different now to what it used to be.

Glossary:
Suguoi- Awesome/cool