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Chapter 11
Happy
They just stared at each other once the door closed behind Matsumoto. Hinamori didn't know what to do with her hands, so she put them behind her back.
But not before she gave him an awkward wave to say "Hi," and smiled.
"Hey." Toshiro chuckled, gesturing to stand up.
"No, don't stand up! I'm not done yet."
"Hinamori, if you're here to apologize. I don't want to hear it."
"No, I'm not...I have a proposition."
One of his white brow slanted, he leaned back in his chair and smiled. His teal eyes bright. "Let's hear it."
I haven't seen him smile like that in months. It caught Momo off guard. She had to shake her head and clear her throat before looking back at him.
"I need a new training partner. I was wondering if your offer was still open..."
He was taken aback but kept calm. Momo was by his desk now, her little fingers gliding over the clean surface. He can smell her distinct intoxicating scent, and now couldn't take his eyes off her lips. Then to the contours of her breasts. He cleared his throat.
"What are the conditions?" He questioned. Though he already has a good idea, he just wanted to hear it.
Momo was holding a paperweight, one she gave for his birthday six years ago; a crystal dragon figurine. She placed it back down and leaned the back of her hips against the side of the desk. "Well, first you must promise never hesitate to land your attacks on me. Whether I block it or not." She's edging closer to him now, looking him straight in the eyes. "You can't help me up every time I lose my ground unless necessary, or when the spar is over."
"Got it. Anything else?" God, she's beautiful.
Hinamori slowly sat on his lap and started playing with his soft silver white hair. "Yes. And you must keep that promise, or it would defeat the whole purpose."
She leaned to capture his mouth in a kiss, her small hands cradling his face. He gently adjusted her sitting position; lifting her up by the waist so she's straddling him.
"I've missed you, Toushiro." Resuming the kiss, slowly sliding her tongue in to taste him. He groaned, deepening the kiss even more.
"-I forgot my purse. I can't buy sake-" Matsumoto opened the door and witnessed the scene.
"Well, helloooo!" She gasped.
Hinamori on top of her taicho like that; eyes wide and both blushing. It's the cutest thing! They are the cutest couple!
Momo got up tidying her robe and her taicho got a scowl on his face. "Don't you knock Matsumoto?" He muttered.
"Well, maybe if you kids locked the door (such amateurs)! But, anyway, glad you two are...patching things up. I have to go celebrate!" Rangiku was about to leave when Momo grabbed her hand. "Eh? Hina-chan, don't worry I won't tell anyone-" Rangiku assured.
"No, it's not that Rangiku-san. I just wanted to say thank you... for yesterday. It was stupid of me not to realize something so...simple. Thank you for your help."
"Oh. Well, you're welcome. Anyway, I really have to go. Ja ne!" And with that she was gone again.
Hitsugaya is now standing by the window, leaning against it. Giving an impression that he wasn't listening to that last bit with Matsumoto. Momo took this opportunity to help him with his paperwork. She sat down in his fukutaicho's desk, pen in hand.
"Oi, Hinamori leave that for Matsumoto. She'll get use to this royal treatment."
"Well you helped me out with mine, so I'm just returning the favor. And I highly doubt she'll be back any time soon." She quickly looked up at him with a smile.
"Or it's I who might get used to this royal treatment." Hitsugaya corrected, already sitting back down in his chair. He heard her laugh before it got quiet as they both diligently worked on the reports. Neither caught each other stealing glances across the room...
It was well into 2 hours when Hinamori brought over a stack needing the captain's signature. She went and stood behind the desk, beside him. "Here, 98 pages to be exact. Sign away, Hitsugaya-taicho." She said flippantly, turning towards Matsumoto's desk when her way was barred by one of his arms.
"You really got used to saying that?" He asked, annoyed.
"Not really, but considering the present situation I thought it was appropriate." Hinamori pointed out.
"I'll have to ask you to stop referring to me as...that. I told you I don't like it. Just when it comes from you."
"You're really serious? Geez, Shirouchan. Make up your mind! Ano...I got one more stack left and I'm done."
He let her go. Feeling much lighter now that he got the whole name-addressing straightened out. The thought of her calling him with that on a regular basis just seemed so wrong. Hitsugaya knows that it's time for a change in their relationship, something that would make it solid. He knows she's up for the change when she offered to train with him, but how soon is too soon? He was deep in his thoughts when Hinamori's balled up paper hit him on the head.
"I'm finished with the reports. I have to deliver these and get back to my division. Is there anything else you need, Toushiro?" Trying to suppress a giggle.
"I can have someone deliver those." Hitsugaya was reaching for the phone.
"I'll deliver these, I insist. I wasn't here for the most part of the day, least I could do." She shrugged.
"Then would you mind joining me for a late lunch after, Momo?"
"No, of course not." He stood up and took the stack of paper from her arms to place it on his desk. Already knowing what he intended to do, Momo wrapped her arms around his waist. Toshiro embracing her just as tightly, inhaling her fresh sweet scent. He buried his hands in her hair as she tip-toed to give him a quick kiss.
"You've grown taller, Shiro-chan."
"Or you're just shrinking." He chuckled. "So does this all mean I'm forgiven?" He asked.
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, tensai."
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The haori was laid out neatly on the couch, and behind it laughter can be heard through the open veranda doors. The veranda that also opens up to Captain Hitsugaya's private garden, and where one can find a perfectly relaxed couple spending their lunch break.
"I forget how beautiful this place is. You never talk about it, Shiro-chan." They were both seated by the edge of the large porch, just finished eating a whole watermelon for dessert. Hence, why Momo had to take his haori off so it won't get dirty.
"Yah right. Can you imagine me and Kuchiki-taicho talking about our gardens?"
Hinamori had to laugh, laying her head back down on his lap.
"No, I can't. But we know how beautiful his garden is since everybody has seen it."
"Not like he wanted everybody to see it. I'd be pissed if the women's association meetings were secretly held at my house." He chuckled, stroking her hair as she smiled and looked out the beautiful expanse of sakura trees.
"I want to see this place in spring, I'm sure it's breathtaking." She sighed.
Hitsugaya now just watched her profile on his lap, her long lashes casting little shadows on her cheeks . Breathtaking. He agreed.
She turned to face him, with a slight pout on her lips. "What, my nose hair showing?" He joked.
She giggled. "No, Shiro-chan! I was just wondering...you didn't really say you were ok to train with me."
"Baka Momo, you know I have always wanted to."
She sat up now, "Well, I am honored to have you as my training partner, Toushiro." She beamed.
"So when did you want to start?"
"I was thinking after this weekend."
"Why not tomorrow?"
"Ano...Toushiro, I kind of wanted to spend more time with you...us...like this. Not training. Not yet." She blushed, starting to clean up already.
Hitsugaya wanted to slap his forehead. They did just make up today.
He gently held her arm. "In that case, can you sleepover here tonight?" And every night after, if it was my choice.
She gave him a soft peck in the lips. "Hai. Toushiro, I'll see you tonight." As she tucked her hair behind her ear and shyly looked away.
I thought you'd never ask.
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It was after 10 pm when Hitsugaya got out the shower, drying his hair with a towel when he heard the knock.
"You actually waited for me to open the door? That's a first." He joked.
"Shhh...Shiro-chan! I didn't go out of my way to hide my reiatsu just so you can blow my cover!" Hinamori giggled, and entered still garbed in full shinigami uniform.
He watched her slowly undress and discovered that she had her sleeping yukata underneath. She was neatly folding her uniform aside when he said, "I remember you not being so concerned when Matsumoto found us this afternoon."
"...I realized it's not a big deal anymore." She shrugged, while she organized her things. "They know I come here to sleep on some stormy nights...I just don't want them to know the specifics, that we're actually...sleeping together. I mean, everybody knows we're together right?" Somewhat at a loss for words.
"Yeah, I guess." Although Kira needed a bigger hint.
"I feel like I'm forgetting something..." Hinamori mused, a finger on her chin.
She finally turned and looked at Hitsugaya. He was leaning on his bathroom's door frame, blue green eyes just watching her and with that smile again. He only had on his dark blue hakama and a towel hanging on his shoulder. Little droplets of water still left on his chest and in between his abs while her eyes traveled further down to that light trail of white hair under his navel. She almost forgot to breathe.
Hinamori suddenly felt self-conscious. Crap! My hair is still wet from the shower. She was too caught up trying to hide her reiatsu, and making sure she didn't forget anything that she didn't get a chance to tidy up.
"I look a mess." She tightened her robe around her neck.
"What are you talking about?" He was instantly there. Holding her arms to loosen her hold on her yukata. He placed one of his hand on her nape, tilting her head back for a much needed kiss.
Hinamori now had her arms around his neck, all self-conciousness forgotten. She wasn't even concious enough to notice that they are now both naked until Toshiro carried her to bed.
Without breaking the kiss, he managed to turn off the bedside lamp and pulled the bed covers over them. "Momo...you're perfect." He whispered. Trailing soft kisses on her jaw, her neck, and her beautiful breasts. But he didn't stop, her soft whimpers was making him want to please her more. His mouth went lower, licking her navel, then finally arriving by that small triangular junction where her taste was most potent.
Hinamori's back arched as a profound sensation overtook her. Her hands grasping the sheets on her sides. "...Shiro...chan."
The most sexiest sounds were coming from this woman who he would give anything to, give up everything for. It was driving him insane.
"Toshiro...I want you...need you... inside me." He pushed himself up. Hinamori's hands slowly guiding his head back as he started kissing her taut stomach, her breasts, and her neck. He then plunged into her the same time he caught her mouth with his. Muffling both their moans.
She was so ready for him. Slick, warm, and wanton. He couldn't hold on for long as she clung to him, his every thrust she met with a push of her hips. Hitsugaya let go as soon as he felt her tight, slick, walls constricting; signalling that she, too, was almost there.
"To...shiro..."
"Hinamori..." He had to bite his bottom lip in case he'd hurt her again as he rested his head on her shoulder.
While the minutes passed, their heartbeats finally slowed down. Sleep was just a breath away...
Hinamori's eyes suddenly widened; she gasped. Her arms around Toshiro tightened.
"Momo...are you all right?" Searching her moonlit face. She was smiling at him with wonderment. He reached to turn on the light.
"Momo?"
"I just felt something! It was instantaneous, it was weird. It made me feel so...happy."
She brushed the soft white locks off his face and kissed him three times. "I love you, my Shiro-chan." As her smile turned languid.
"And I love you." Searching her half-lidded brown eyes. Not sure of what just happened but content enough that he can make Hinamori happy. He kissed her temple while he gathered her to sleep.
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A/N: I'm doing good updating because I'm sort of bed- ridden. Just had an appendectomy. And plus, I'm a hopeless romantic. Happy Valentine's day.
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WATASHI NO KOKORO (My Heart)
Chapter 12
"Oi, Momo. Wake up sleepy head." He gently nuzzled her nose.
"Oba-saan said she saw them...hiding in the pumpkin patch." Momo mumbled in her sleep; a furrow in her brows.
Toshiro tried not to laugh. "Oi, it's 7:30. I don't know about you but my day starts in 30 minutes."
He softly kissed her lips and Momo responded, but then pouted when he pulled away.
She opened her eyes.
"Ohayo, my Hinamori." Bright turquoise eyes greeted her. Stealing her breath away for a second.
"I don't want to get up." She whispered. She moved to kiss him again but he was too quick. Toshiro was already off the bed and heading towards his bathroom, his hakama already on.
"Geez, get up Bed-wetter. You never change...hurry, so I can still walk you to your division." He took a pillow and tossed it so it would land on her head, which was now under the covers.
She giggled. "For the record I stopped wetting the bed... and so what if I didn't change? Unlike you 'Mr. Oh I'm a taicho now'. Eh?...Stop Shirouchan!" As peals of Momo's laughter can be heard throughout the captain's sleeping quarters.
She's on the tatami floor now twisted with the bed covers as a result of Hitsugaya pulling her legs from under the sheets, and tickling her feet in the process. Breathless, fully awake and her hair half-covering her face.
"Mou...that was mean!" As she threw a pillow at him and missed.
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It turned out they both overslept and skipped breakfast altogether.
"You're going to be late Shiro-chan. I told you I can walk myself."
While they were leisurely strolling; now by her office.
"I know, although I didn't want you to be late baka."
She rolled her eyes. "Heard of flash stepping?" Sliding her office doors open, and now looking back at Hitsugaya.
He shook his head and chuckled. "No. Don't forget to eat breakfast." He reminded.
Toshiro lifted her wrist and brushed his lips on the back of her hand, then disappeared.
Hinamori closed the door. The dreamy smile on her face was replaced with a pout when she saw the usual stacks of paperwork on her desk.
Bleh. It's going to be a busy day. And as if agreeing to her thoughts, a knock ensued.
"Come in."
"Hinamori-fukutaicho, Hitsugaya-taicho ordered this for you." As one of her division members entered with a tray of food.
"Very well. Thank you."
He just knew I would forget. She smiled, grabbing a fruit bowl and continued to sign her reports.
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Hinamori somewhat expected Toshiro to be there when she came back to her office from her usual division rounds, since it was already well into lunch time. And was about to head to his office after seeing that he wasn't there - -when a note on her desk caught her eye.
It was addressed Hinamori-fukutaicho with his distinct penmanship.
Momo,
I have a lunch meeting with Kuchiki-taicho. Sorry. I'll pick you up for dinner, 7 pm.
H.T
Great.
So she decided to head towards the dining hall by herself and found Rangiku, along with Renji, Rukia, Kira, and Hisagi. She sighed.
Here goes...
Momo greeted everybody. "My, my guess who turned up? If it isn't the other hot head like me..." Renji elbowed her arm since she sat down next to him, which she's now regretting.
"I knew it was kinda weird for you to be so sweet and meek, then to have a fire-type zanpaktou. It just didn't go well together. No wonde-" Renji was interrupted by Rukia.
"And you wonder why she doesn't show up around as much? When she has to put up with the likes of you!" Rukia pointed out, grabbing his ear. "Honestly Renji, you gotta stop embarassing people."
"Ittai! Ittai! Okay, I'll stop! Geez, Rukia. As if your brother doesn't give me enough shit already..." Rubbing his ear.
"But really Hinamori-san. We missed hanging out with you. How've you been?" Kira asked.
"Yeah, if you were so worried about that 'blowing off the office wall with a lightning hadou' rumour. Then it's all forgotten. I don't even remember it being mentioned in the Sereitei Journal." Hisagi shrugged.
Kira and Renji were laughing so hard, that it was impossible not to laugh along.
"You published it in the front page you moron!" Rangiku blurted out.
Hinamori was answering questions and laughing at the same time. Realizing that she missed hanging out with her friends, and it's just best to face the issue rather than try to avoid it.
Rukia and Rangiku were also talking about the Ritto festival; the very first day of winter- -where the townspeople make it an occassion to welcome the new season and say farewell to the old. Sereitei always hosting the fireworks display. And it's coming next weekend.
So they discussed what color dresses they're wearing and hairstyles that had Momo pondering over it seriously as well.
What am I going to wear?
She's never really been out for the past 4 years, always declining their invites as she wanted to be alone; fighting her inner demons.
"Hey Rukia, mind being my date for that Ritto fest? " Abarai cut in.
"Uhhm...no, I won't mind Renji. But you have to ask Nii-sama first." Rukia answered.
"Well I'm going to ask him tomorrow, mark my words I will have you as my date Rukia!" Renji promised with a fist in the air. Hisagi and Rangiku chortled.
"Whatever. Anyway Hinamori-san, I think your hair must be down that night. We'll curl it up, I already told Nii-sama that I'm having friends over before we head to the festival." Rukia beamed, her excitement was contagious. Next thing Hinamori knew lunch time was already over.
She headed to her office feeling light-hearted. Her good mood continued, almost skipping while she delivered reports to the other divisions. She was at the scenic 13th division building, on the process of knocking on Ukitake-taicho's office.
"They are broken up right? For sure that's what I've heard." Kotetsu Kiyone, 13th squad fukutaicho was heard talking in a nearby room.
"I think so. No one has seen them together after that incident. Why do you ask?" A voice Hinamori could not put a face to responded.
"Ano...sigh...I was thinking of asking Hitsugaya-taicho for the Ritto festival next weekend..."
Was all Momo needed to hear as she hurriedly slid the papers underneath the captain's office door and left.
Why did I just leave like that? It would be obvious that I overheard everything if they felt my reiatsu. Baka Momo! Please don't let them know it's me!
She cringed as her imagination already ran wild. Kiyone and Toshiro together, she hated to admit that they make a great looking couple. Kiyone wears her yellow blond hair long now, and she's about a head and a half taller than Momo. The Kotetsu sisters have to thank their genes for those perfect tall, ample-chested bodies with beautiful vibrant faces. Matsumoto too.
Hinamori sighed.
Meanwhile I'm so... plain.
She had just left the 6th division building, giving the papers to Renji since Kuchiki-taicho wasn't in.
"Don't forget he has to sign it by tonight. Thanks, Abarai-kun!"
The sun has already set. It was past 6 pm when Hinamori was finally on her way back to her division; still absorbed in her musings when she was suddenly shoved into a narrow alley, her back gently pushed against the wall.
"Wha-!"
The rest of her exclamation was stopped when familiar lips caught hers in a breathtaking kiss. His hand on her nape burying his fingers up into her hair, causing her to moan. Her body instinctively molding into his, as her hand delve into his soft hair and the other wrapping around his neck. His scent is intoxicating, his breath. So clean, crisp, and almost sweet. Reminding Hinamori of being in the middle of a forest in an early fall morning, with frost still on the leaves. Unmelted and undisturbed by the peeking rise of the sun.
"Hinamori." Hitsugaya said, unlocking their lips to breathe.
"Hm." As she captured his lips back to resume the kiss, slowly sliding her tongue in. Toshiro undid her bun, and his hand slipped down cupping one of her breast, making her moan again.
"Shit. Momo...not here." He hissed as her mouth moved to kissing his neck, then nipped his ear lobe.
"You started it..." She breathed.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know it was going to go this far." He apologized.
"I'm sorry too." She pouted. Loosening her hold on him.
Toshiro kissed her nose and smirked. "You need to work on your defense, if I can easily sneak up on you like that."
She was annoyed now, shrugging him off.
"I was...preoccupied." She undid the reiatsu barrier he set up around them, as she started walking ahead. "And you didn't really 'sneak' up on me." Indicating his use of shunpo.
"Oi, Momo, I was just kidding. I'm sorry, I won't do that again." Hitsugaya said as he easily caught up next to her.
She stopped and faced him, realizing her foolish reaction. "No, it's not that Shiro-chan. That was kind of...nice actually. It's just...it's nothing." She blushed, then finally smiled. "So how was your day?" Starting to walk again, slowly this time.
"You know, boring. How was yours?"
"Well, I finally got to hang out with the gang at lunch. I thought it was going to be unbearable with all the teasing, but I handled it just fine. It felt like we were back at the Academy again." Hinamori beamed, tucking her now loose hair behind her ears.
"What did they tease you about?" He never liked the idea of anyone making Momo uncomfortable.
"About that hole in my office. Honestly Shirochan, ugh...I didn't know what got into me. I know you don't want to hear it, but I'm really sorry."
Toshiro disregarded her apology with a slight shake of the head not wanting to talk about it, so they were just silent.
Then Momo smiled.
"What?"
"Abarai-kun said that he never understood why a meek, nice girl like me have a fire-type zankpaktou. Like I'm suppose to be mean and rowdy because Tobiume emits fire."
"Hm. That's a good point. But I never thought you were 'meek' or timid."
"You're saying I'm mean and rowdy Shirouchan?" She said, amused.
"No. I guess growing up with you I've known that you always radiated this energy. I was never surprised you wielded a fire-type zankpaktou, I thought it befitting."
"Whoa. It's the tensai talking!" She tip-toed to ruffle his spiky white hair, like how she used to when they were little.
"Ack. Stop that Bedwetter!" While he did the same thing to her hair.
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They were walking into her office when a hell's butterfly flew in her window, immediately landing on her fingertip.
"I'm to meet with Yamamoto-soutaicho this instant...I'll see you later Toushiro." Hinamori disappeared without a moment's hesitation.
What now? Why can't they pick someone else?
"Tch." Hitsugaya muttered running a hand through his hair, heading to the 10th division.
Remembering his conversation with Kuchiki-taicho this afternoon; a meeting he specifically scheduled with the noble. Toshiro needed advise from a most reliable source about a most pressing matter; shinigami marriage.
It's not that he needed to make sure that he wanted to marry Hinamori, it's not that at all. If it weren't for the fact that they are part of the Gotei 13, he would marry her in a heartbeat. But it is that they are both shinigami and high-seated officers at that, that he didn't want to overstep on boundaries before doing the deed. Making sure that he does everything right. He couldn't bear the thought to have Hinamori go through any hardships if he did it wrong.
Hitsugaya just wanted to know the formalities and what it entails, and who else can talk about such without blinking an eye?
Basically, there isn't anything special to it from what Toshiro noted when he spoke to the 6th Division taicho. It was much difficult for the noble because of his bloodline, and Toshiro doesn't have to worry about that.
"Although," Byayuka took his time sipping his tea, "as shinigamis we stand by our pride to protect at all cost, die if we must. You need to realize that you would both be multiplying what you are sworn to protect. In battle, you cannot think to die and fight to the death anymore because you're a warrior of the Gotei 13. That's still there but it's in the back of your mind somewhere...at least that's what Sereitei wants to hear. But you will die knowing that you're a husband, a father, a wife, a mother, someone loved. And you're leaving someone behind."
"I understand."
"I can feel that you do. You've known for awhile. Such resolve is commendable for someone so young...so when is the wedding?"
"I don't know. I haven't proposed yet."
"I suggest you go to someone else on how to go about that." He slightly raised his tea cup, as if to toast the lad 'goodluck.'
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WATASHI NO KOKORO (My Heart)
Chapter 13
It was 8 pm when Hitsugaya was sitting behind his desk; his appetite for dinner already disregarded. His chair turned, looking out the window when he heard the knock.
He didn't need to turn around.
"Shirouchan..."
"Yes, Hinamori." He said without glancing in her direction. He heard her lock the door and sit on the couch.
"I'm going to the real world. They need help setting the pillars around Karakura town for added protection. Uruhara Kisuke requires our proficiency in kidou and I'm leaving tonight, in half an hour..." She was looking at the floor, not sure on how to say goodbye. But a little excited, it's been awhile since she got called for a mission in the real world.
"For how long?"
"Three days." Toshiro stood up now. She smiled up at him.
"You still have the phone I gave you right?" He sat next to her, but she'd rather sit on his lap. Holding each other close.
"Yes. I guess it's pointless to tell you not to worry about me huh?" She grinned.
He chuckled, agreeing. "Yeah. You could say that."
Glad that he's smiling now, "Kuchiki-taicho and Rukia-san will be there too. And I'll call you as soon as we get settled in." She assured, giggling as he nuzzled her neck.
It was quiet for a moment except for Toshiro's lips trailing soft kisses on her collarbone. She sighed deep.
"Something else in your mind Hinamori?"
"...It's only Thursday right? So I'll definitely be back before the Ritto festival...ano...how do you feel about blondes Shirouchan?"
That got him to stop. "What?"
"Blondes? You know, girls with blonde hair?"
She's serious.
"Uh...they don't bother me. Except for Matsumoto, and you have to know that." He answered without really understanding where this is leading to.
Just blurt it out Momo, we dont have all day. She can feel Tobiume prodding.
"Would you rather...prefer my hair to be lighter? Oh I don't know, yellow blonde maybe?"
"What? No. Of course not! Oi, where are you going with this Momo? I'm not going to see you for three days and this is what you can talk -"
"I'm asking you to be my date for the festival next weekend, Toshirou."
"Oh. Baka, who else am I going with?" Confused, beyond his tensai logic can comprehend.
"Me, of course." She smiled. Kissing him so passionately that they were both panting, reeling with desire five minutes later.
She sighed again. "I have to go." As she reluctantly slid off the couch to stand up, Toshiro following after.
"I'll see you later." Caressing her porcelain cheek with the back of his fingers. Then she was gone.
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The next day...
"I'm bored. Taaaicho, why didn't I get to go to the real world?" Matsumoto whined.
"Maybe because your kidou skills need practice and it wasn't up to me this time, for I would have been glad to send you back. I find you of more use over there." Her taicho said without looking up from signing reports.
"Taaichooo...you act like I don't do work around here." He responded with a snort.
"I trained with the division officers this morning. I'm just not the kidou nor the paperwork type. Ugh... So bored."
Toushiro had to agree. He rammed through all the division (as well as the 5th squad's) paperwork today to keep himself busy. Hence, finishing early. It's barely 10 am.
"Go practice your sake-drinking skills with your buddies tonight. I'll cut you off some slack if you're late tomorrow. Just stay awake for a few hours while I'm gone." He planned on heading to the 11th division headquarters to kill some time; looking forward to spar with Kenpachi who never can refuse a good fight.
"Oi taicho, you say that now. You know all of them were sent to the real world since they're such experts in kidou. Except for Renji..." Rangiku beamed, "Go ahead, taicho. I'll take your offer!"
For she had much to discuss with the redhead. She planned to get him drunk enough to tell her about this Rukia obsession that's been plaguing the man for years.
Hmmm... I should start charging for my matchmaking services...
She mused while she watched her taicho leave.
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Shit. Of course Kira is there, camping along with Hinamori in Uruhara's cramped up 'candy shop'.
Toshiro knows Kira made it clear he has no interest in pursuing Momo, but he still sees how the guy looks at her. Just waiting for Toshiro to slip...
He was by his division's front gates when his cell phone rang.
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On a differerent time zone.
"Ohayo, Shiro-chan." Even though the sun has already set in Karakura.
"Momo. How's it going over there?"
"Well, it's been awhile since I've been here in the real world. But I love it! So many things to see and do...Yourichi-san has been most helpful."
"Oi, aren't you suppose to be there to work?" He cocked a brow.
She smiled. "Of course. Rukia-san, Kira-kun, and I were stationed on the southwest end of town to set up one pillar. We finished in good time. They estimated that it would take about 48 hours for each pillar, but we did it in almost half..."
"That 's great. That means you get to come back sooner than expected?" Trying hard not to be bothered by her mention of Kira's name.
"Well, no. Actually, with all this free time Uruhara-san found more stuff for us to do. I'm learning a kidou in the 90's level to place a barrier at the Kurosaki residence tomorro - -ugh...ittai..."
"What's wrong?"
"This gigai. Honestly Toshiro, how did you guys get used to these things? It's so damn tight!"
"You'll get used to it - -after wearing it for a month or two." He smirked.
She gasped remembering something. "Guess what, Shiro-chan?"
"What, Bed-wetter?"
"I saw your gigai when Yourichi-san showed me around. I'm seriously thinking of stealing it and sleeping with it tonight..."
He laughed so hard that he had to face the wall for support and to avoid the curious and amused stares that his officers were directing at him. Toshiro braced his hand against the wall.
"No. No Momo, don't do that." While he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. Trying not to visualize the scene of his limp gigai and Hinamori in his mind. Holding in his mirth.
Hinamori loves hearing Toshiro's voice, but his laugh is one of the things she cherished the most. Rare as it may come. The sound is so compelling, so genuine, and...male. She had always loved it when they were children. His perfect pearly whites all for the world to see (just for that briefest of moment, before he reverts back to his usual scowl), his teal eyes squints as he tilts his head up to laugh. It didn't seem as deep back then but regardless, it always made the butterflies in her stomach flutter at the sound.
"Fine, I won't...I have to go now, Shiro-chan. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Take care, Momo. Come home to me...soon."
"I will." Her heart warming up even more.
The young captain had to compose himself before the gates opened to let him out. Although he still had a smile on his face. He strolled lazily for a bit, allowing his mind to be absorbed in his daydreams until he felt someone nearby. Walking the opposite direction on the same sidewalk was Kiyone-fukutaicho.
"Ohayo, Hitsugaya-taicho!" She brightly greeted.
"Ohayo, Kiyone-fukutaicho." Hitsugaya was about to use shunpo, but she touched his sleeve.
"Ano...taicho, can I ask you something?"
"Hm?" He turned around, a little taken aback. The girl had never really spoken to him directly. "Yes...Kiyone-san?" Not using her surname that she shares with her sister.
"I...I've been wondering. I was...I've been wanting to see if you would go with me to the festival next weekend?" She looked so relieved after she got that out her chest, her cheeks red.
It was Toshiro's turn to stutter. "Uh...I...I'm sorry. But I can't."
"Oh. But that's fine. Eheheh. I understand." She awkwardly scratched the back of her head.
"Someone has already asked me." He smiled apologetically, trying to ease the rejection.
"It's okay. Forget I asked." Kiyone felt a little better, though still disappointed.
She bowed her head. "Good day, Hitsugaya-taicho."
"Good day, Kiyone-fukutaicho."
Toshiro watched her leave. Yellow blond hair. He smirked as Hinamori's bizarre questions dawned on him. She knew about Kiyone asking him to the festival.
Could it be she's jealous? Baka, Momo.
Shaking his head before he headed to the 11th Division.
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Hinamori knew that won't be the last time she'll be seeing the beautiful town of Karakura as she stepped out onto the grounds of Soukyoku Hill.
She deeply inhaled, glad to be home.
The glowing moon blanketed Soul Society in that false sense of security that Aizen's betrayal has left behind. Knowing so well that everyone is taking all precaution to prepare for an upcoming battle. Her faint and depleted reiatsu is proof of that.
Momo bid everyone a good night when the Senkaimon gate disappeared.
"Oi, Hinamori-san. Someone's waiting for you over there." Rukia whispered with a sly smile and pointing him out under one of the trees.
"Oh. Th-thank you, Rukia-san. Goodnight." She blushed.
"Hey, Momo." Toshiro was instantly in front of her, he held her face for a few minutes then gestured to take her "luggage" (as Yourichi-san referred to it as).
"Hello, Shiro-chan." Her dreamy expression couldn't be contained. I am home.
"You shopped on Matsumoto's behalf?" He cocked a brow, indicating the suitcase he's holding.
She laughed. "No, Yourichi-san did. It turned out we're exactly the same size, so she went through her closet then insisted we shop together. She's amazing! No wonder Soifon-taicho worships her."
"Hm. Sounds like you had fun." Content to see that she had a good time, though her reiatsu felt a little dull.
"Don't get me wrong, since the town was oozing with spiritual pressure, we were warned that hollows were easy to come by. So we kept busy." She shrugged.
"Let's get you home then."Noticing the dark circles under her eyes. He held her hand as they flash stepped to her division.
Hinamori stretched and yawned when they were in her bedroom.
"What time is it anyway?" Tip-toeing to wrap her arms around his neck.
"It's past 10pm. Get to bed Momo." Toushiro said already undoing her bun. He kissed her forehead and gathered her for an embrace, "Welcome back."
"Oi Shiro-chan, I know I was only gone for three days but don't I deserve a proper kiss?" Her pink lips pouting.
He looked away. "Tch. You know where that will lead. You need your rest more than...that."
"You're so mean!" She huffed heading to the bathroom. Then peeked her head out, "But... you are staying the night, right Shiro-chan?"
"Do you want me to?"
"Yes. Please?"
"If you insist." He exaggeratedly sighed, making her laugh.
Toshiro was taking off his haori when Momo came out the bathroom wearing something that reminded him of those women on the 'billboards' in the real world. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Wha-what is that?"
"Hmm? Oh this? It's called lan...lingerie. Yourichi-san bought me tons of these. It's what she wore to bed in the real world, and I have to admit, they are comfortable." As she knelt to open her suitcase to unpack, completely oblivious to Toshirou gawking at her form. His eyes followed the red lacy strap of her top sliding to the side of her arm. He cleared his throat.
"You wore that around at Urahara's?" Already changing his mind about Yourichi being a good role model.
"Don't be absurd Shiro-chan. I had my own room. Although Yourichi-san would wear them around the house, making the boys blush." She paused. An idea came to mind and she looked up at him. Her smile turning sly.
Hitsugaya had only one sleeve of his haori off, looking sheepish as she caught him gawking at her. He was a little red.
"Am I making you blush, Shiro-chan?" She stood up and slowly walked over to him.
"Uh...don't be ridiculous Hinamori. It's getting late, let's get to bed." He turned around and finished undressing. Thanking his self-control. Big time.
"Fine." Hinamori petulantly said. Ugh. So much for my great idea.
She turned off the lights and joined him in bed. Already nested inside his warm arms.
He kissed her temple. "Rest Momo. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Shiro-chan."
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He was in shunpo mode. Looking up at the tall forest trees as the snowflakes barely touched his face while he glided past. He closed his eyes. The sun peeking through the ceiling of frozen branches created a beautiful show of bright intermittent lights against his eyelids. Toshiro breathed in deeply. She's nearby.
This is a good dream.
He suddenly woke up to the dark; eyes wide. He didn't have time to suppress the groan that came out of his lips. Nor could he comprehend the staggering sensation that overtook his whole body.
"Ahh..." He looked around. "Hina...mori?"
She slowly appeared from the covers below him. Toshiro can feel her smile when she kissed him. Then placed her small fingers on his lips.
"Shhhhh Shiro-chan...go back to sleep, I'm just returning the favor." She mischievously whispered. And left her fingers there while she slid back down towards his groin to resume the 'favor'.
The second he understood what was going on, her mouth encapsulated him in one swift motion. Causing him to become incoherent altogether.
Momo was getting aroused just listening to him, and was determined to please him even more. She hasn't been this close to this part of him before. Studying the beautiful and large member at first. She wasn't sure if she could even fit him all in her mouth, but she improvised. She started to just kiss it then resorted to licking. Sliding him in and out as smoothly as possible.
"Momo...please." Toshiro gently grabbed a fistful of her hair, a queue for her to stop. She situated herself on top of him, like when how they first made love then slowly lowered herself, taking all of him in.
Momo gasped, then moaned as her body accommodated his fully aroused state. He held her by the waist guiding her as she started to move. Sitting up as he reached out to remove the lacy top over her head, so he can see and feel her perfect body to his hearts content...
Their forms glistened against the pale moonlight. His lips quivering as he kissed her forehead whilst her body still suffered from bouts of little tremors, both barely recovering from their passionate exchange of love.
"You happy now?" He asked, amused.
"Yes. Quite." Momo smiled, snuggling deeper into his arms.
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Hitsugaya's innate sense of responsibility had to be commended after such an eventful night. He woke up, and glanced at Hinamori. Who was on her stomach, her silky hair covering half her sleeping face. Her mouth slightly open, looking so...innocent.
He looked away to stare at the ceiling, and placed a hand over his forehead. Realization hit.
Gad, what happened last night? ...Wow.
His hand slid up to his hair as he glanced back to the girl sleeping next to him. Trying to assimilate such an innocent facade to what transpired last night. Her discarded undergarment was by his head. He smirked, then reluctantly got up to dress.
Toshiro knelt by Momo's side of the bed to kiss her hand, and gently pulled the blankets up to her bare shoulders.
He jumped off of her balcony, flash- stepping onto the roofs as he headed to an early captain's meeting.
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Chapter 14
Wreck
Hitsugaya was nearing her office door when it slid open. He recognized the tall, sandy brown hair, blue eyed man as 7th Division sixth-seat, Sei Kagehiko. Stepping out with a bewildered expression on his face but immediately wiped it off when he saw the captain approach.
"Hitsugaya-taicho." Toushiro just nodded, then watched the officer leave before knocking on the door.
"Come in."
Hinamori didn't look up, her brows in a knit while she was focused on a report. Her face almost obscured by the tall stacks of paperwork in front of her. "I have no time for this..." She was talking to herself while she stood up and tossed a bouquet of yellow flowers in the trash basket. Then finally looked up, to see Toshiro comfortably sitting on the couch with an amused look on his face.
"Shiro-chan! You gotta stop sneaking up on me like this!"
"I do remember knocking, and you telling me to come in."
"It would help if you don't mask your reiatsu around me so much. I thought you were someone else!" She placed her hands on her hips, clearly very upset.
"And deprive me of my fun? And why are you getting so worked up, did something happen with Kagehiko?" He's standing in front of her now, arms crossed.
That caught her off guard. "How...do you even know him?"
Toshiro just shrugged.
Oh right, that photographic memory of his . So he must know everybody in this damned place.
Hinamori's arms sagged, defeated.
"Tsk. I'm sorry Shiro-chan."
She leaned her forehead on his arms. He uncrossed them and wrapped them around her. "I'm just having a bad day." She said without looking up.
"Tell me what happened." Trying to sound calm instead of 'tell me so I at least know why, after I beat the shit out of him.'
Momo decided it's not a good idea to tell Toushiro of such mundane matters. She moved her arms on his chest and fiddled with the front of his robe.
"It's nothing really. It's just been so extremely busy. So...when is our first day of training?" She glanced up, beaming.
"Tomorrow." He said caressing her face, his jade eyes focused on her lips. He sighed, a slight scowl could be detected.
"What Shiro-chan?"
"I have a confession that's been long overdue."
"And what's that?" She was amused now.
"Remember when I said I would be 'ok' with it, as long as you're happy even if it isn't with me?"
She nodded.
"Well, I lied. I was never 'ok' with it nor would I ever be." He said, unabashed.
"Like I didn't figure that one out! And I, would have been miserable otherwise..." She rolled her eyes and smiled.
Toushiro chuckled. "I didn't really try to hide the fact." Their moment was broken by a knock on the door.
"Ill see you later, Shiro-chan." She whispered, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
Hitsugaya squeezed her hand, then opened the door. Already decided to stop by the 7th division to ask someone some questions...
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Holy shit! Hinamori understanding exactly why captains are required to mask their reiatsu.
She watched him unsheath Hyourinmarou. Trying to not have her knees buckle under the spiritual pressure. She waited for him to take his stance, but he was already right in front of her, their zankpaktous clashed as she blocked the first move...
Two and a half hours later.
She was struggling to stand, one of her knee was still down. She got both her hands grasped on Tobiume's hilt, her tip was staked to the ground.
This definitely is a higher level of training. He's too fast and overwhelmingly strong!
Momo's breaths was still labored and she was about to pull Tobiume out from the ground when Toushiro's hand held her sword in place.
"That's enough for today, Hinamori."
He was surprised to see her slowly glance up with a big smile on her face, though fatigued. She reached up to give him a hug.
"Thank you, thank you Toushiro!" His lips twitched.
A fight that ended with an embrace. This has to be a first.
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"I just never thought I could ever forgive myself for pointing Tobiume at you that night, Shiro-chan..." Referring to the night of Aizen's betrayal.
"But today, I felt like I can and that everything will be just fine. So thank you again, for not holding back." She smiled, looking forward to their next session.
They were in his large soaking tub. Hinamori lifted her arm to lather more soap on the other as Toushiro kissed her wet shoulder from behind, then rested his head on it. Deliberately hiding the scowl he had on his face.
Why is she so intent to have these extensive trainings?
He regretted his decision to train with her the minute she almost crashed her back on a boulder, from his zankpaktou's impact. But she quickly placed a protective bakudo behind to save her fall, to his relief.
She's already so strong, withstanding his semi-released reiatsu for almost three hours. That, he had to restrain...and among other things.
Hyourinmarou pointed out his flaw. It was our first day of training, give me a break!
This is the first fight Toushiro knew he would lose from the beginning. A lose-lose situation. He can't see her get hurt, but then he can't have her train with anyone else either...Tch. Already dreading their next session.
"Are you okay, Shiro-chan?" She turned to face him.
"Hmm. Yes, Bed-wetter." He smiled.
Momo pressed herself closer to him loving this new feel of their bodies rubbing underneath the water, all slippery from the soap.
"You know, we still have an hour to spare..."
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They trained for the next three days. Hinamori still trying to acclimate to this brand new challenge of a training. She's been exposed to plenty of captain level reiatsu before, but not when it's directed at her. It's a whole different sensation. And she's loving it!
She stood up, her hair coming loose cascading down her back. She wiped the blood from her nose and he immediately was there.
"Shit. Momo, I'm sorry!"
"Stand back... Snap! Tobiume!" Hitsugaya didn't have time to blink as he dodged the giant fireball.
He counter attacked, "Hyoryu Senbi! Zekku!" Sending the large crescent-shaped shield of ice to block her next fireball... Fire and ice.
And so it ensued for another two hours, Toushiro thanking the heavens that today would be their last day of training...until after the weekend.
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He came back in his office after 4pm from a captain's meeting to find Hinamori and his fukutaicho on the couch. Hinamori's feet were bare and one leg was propped up on the armrest as she wiggled her tiny toes to dry the pink nail polish. She's also painting Matsumoto's fingernails, bright red. They were in mid-laughter when Toushiro came in the door.
"Shiro-chan!" Hinamori greeted.
"Oi, taicho we already finished our paperwork so don't start." Matsumoto interjected.
"What? I didn't even say anything." Still couldn't take his eyes off Momo. Even when he sat down behind his desk.
Matsumoto rolled her eyes. These two acting like lovesick puppies, they just saw each other this morning!
"Rangiku-san said that pink will match with what I'm going to wear tomorrow night. Which is funny because I don't even know what to wear tomorrow night!" She laughed.
Hitsugaya nodded now engrossed in his paperwork, but not minding the chatter.
"Hina-chan stop moving! Oi, don't blame me if it's crooked."
"So you're going with Hisagi-san, Rangiku-san?" Momo asked.
"Yeah. He asked me out, over a sake-filled jug. Isn't he romantic?"
Hinamori's feet went up the air from laughing so hard. Toshiro's lip twitched while he read through a report.
"I'm sure you picked Hisagi-san out of everyone else who asked you, because you like him too Rangiku-san. He's always so nice to you. I can't believe he made the women's association lunch just because you suggested it." Hinamori pointed out.
"That was his choice...Hina-chan that looks perfect!"
Applauding Hinamori for doing a great job on painting her nails.
"Thanks. I love my nails too Rangiku-san. I'm sure my date will appreciate it..." As they both bursted out laughing. Hitsugaya had to suppress a smile.
"Okay, Hinachan we gotta stay still for it to dry, so it will be nice and perfect for tomorrow."
"I have a better idea." Hinamori touched Tobiume's hilt and channeled the heat to her hands, placing them over Rangiku's nails.
"Hina-chan that's amazing! They're dry now. Mou...I want a zankpaktou like yours...Oi, I'll leave you two alone. I gotta polish Rukia's nails. And Hina-chan, don't forget to be at the Kuchiki manor tomorrow by 4pm!"
"Hai, Rangiku-san. Thank you." ...
"So are you taking the day off tomorrow?" Momo walked up to ask the captain.
"It depends, if you're staying over tonight or not."
"I might be late coming back here, I need to dig into my closet and see if I even have...pink!" She wiggled her fingers in front of him.
"Well don't be too late." Already holding her small waist so he can nuzzle her neck.
"Stop Toushiro! My nails aren't dry yet or I wouldn't hear the end of it from Rangiku-san." He sighed while she wriggled out of his hold and sat on the couch to dry her nails, using her zankpaktou.
"Sorry about today in training, Momo." She didn't respond, too focused on her nails.
"Oi, do I have to repeat myself, Hinamori?"
"I heard you apologize for the fifth time today." She enunciated each word.
"What, I can't apologize?"
"I don't hear you say sorry to Zaraki-taicho after a spar."
He almost doubled-over and scoffed. "That's out of context -"
"Why? Because I'm so weak that I bleed?"
"I didn't say that Hinamori."
"They're dry now. I have to go." She put on her tabi and waraji then she was gone.
He was left staring at the closed door.
What the hell?
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Hinamori took four hours to finish up in her office, and still had a stack of paperwork left. She was already thinking about cancelling with everyone tomorrow; her insecurities are getting the better of her.
Must he apologize so? Did I really look like I was that hurt? I thought I was keeping up with him at a decent pace considering our reiatsu difference. So what if my nose bled for a minute when I didn't dodge and fell? Baka Momo. Everyone will always see me as weak. Because I am weak. And naive.
Hinamori hurried up to her bedroom, shut her balcony, disregarded what Tobiume had to say and went face down on her bed. Crying. She cried for two hours. The fact that she broke down and cried confirmed her insecurities even more, and now resorted to anger when she all but dried out her tears.
Ugh. I'm so pathetic. Finally getting up to turn on the light.
She gasped at what was laid out on her bed. That kimono in the store that Rangiku caught her drooling on. That Rangiku! She shook her head, still amazed to own such a luxury.
It's so much more beautiful on closer inspection, as she slowly slid her hand down the fabric. The silk dress is white in color with just the end of the sleeves black, along with its black obi that has a little bit of pink intricately woven into it. Such a dazzling contrast.
Momo noticed the note card next to it.
It was addressed:
Momo
with his unmistakeable handwriting
For our first night out together.
Shiro-chan.
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It's almost midnight and Toushiro couldn't sleep. She did say she was going to be late. Still hoping that she might show up even after what happened earlier.
Baka Toshiro. Why don't you watch what you say. "Tch." Placing an arm over his eyes.
A gentle knock interrupted his troubled thoughts. He flash-stepped to open the door. Hinamori was standing in her sleeping yukata, she didn't even bother to conceal it underneath shinigami uniform.
Did I wake him up? Her heart stopping when he opened the door dressed in just his usual hakama and nothing else, not minding the cold.
Toshiro noticed her eyes are puffy and he kicked himself for making her cry.
"Well are you going to let me in?" She meekly smiled.
"Momo, since when do you need an invite to come in?" He said while closing the door behind her. Hinamori waited for him to turn around.
She hugged him, splaying her arms behind his bare back to hold him close and looked up.
"I know you just worry about me, Shiro-chan." Her fingers now traced the scar on his chest, "Too much. But I can't blame you. I am a wreck."
She listened to his heart now.
"No, it's not that. It's because I love you, baka." Kissing the top of her head, "Far too much."
She sighed. They were silent for awhile.
"Thank you for the gift. It does match my nails." She grinned.
"I'm glad you like it. Let's go to bed, Momo." Lifting her up, and laid her down under the covers.
"Can I ask a favor, Toushiro?" She yawned.
"Anything."
"Can we sleep in tomorrow morning? I hate waking up so early on a weekend."
"As you wish." He said smiling as he brushed his lips on her forehead.
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A/N: I know, I know I'm taking my sweet time with this. I'm excited too! Please review.
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A/N: My all time fave song that I dedicate to this chapter: Everything. By Lifehouse. It's so perfect for this pairing. Check it out on youtube with lyrics. :_) Oh since I'm all about the little details, I changed Hitsugaya's separate bedsheet colors to blue and white, instead of just blue as I see fit. Please review.
WATASHI NO KOKORO (My Heart)
Chapter 15
Memorable
The winter sun was brightly shining, casting the captain's room with its late morning glow. They were both under his ivory white bed sheet, that he pitched like a tent. Reminding Toushiro of when they were children, hiding under the covers while they told each other scary stories. Momo would bite her fingernails, eyes wide, waiting for him to give away the predictable ending. It always followed with her squeals and giggles.
He smirked. I'm about to tell her a good one...
Toshiro was on top of her now, their faces just inches apart. He's watching her sleep, eagerly waiting for her to wake up; gently nuzzling her nose.
Momo's brown eyes slowly opened. Her long lashes flutterring while they focused into his clear aquamarine depths.
Toushiro smiled, exposing his perfect pearly whites. She sleepily smiled back while her small hands moved to cradle his face, but something suddenly caught her eye. It was on her left hand. Hinamori tilted her head to the side studying the shiny object embedded in her finger.
It was silent for awhile, just the sound of the chirping birds outside.
He started to speak.
"I thought about a million ways to do this, but I found them all irrelevant considering my haste..."
She finally understood. She swallowed the lump that suddenly got stuck in her throat, her big brown eyes brimming with tears while waiting for him to finish.
"...to officially make you mine. Hinamori Momo, my best friend, my love, my heart...my life. Will you marry me?"
His eyes searched her face. He bit his bottom lip; a little concerned. Why is she crying?
Momo's tears now overflowing. Her heart bursting with so much joy, smiling and crying at the same time.
"Yes. Yes of course, Toushiro." She nodded and kissed him then. Tears of happiness streaming down her face.
He, too, was smiling when he deepened the kiss, embracing her tightly for his heart feels like it's about to explode with warmth. Her warmth.
The scene was so endearingly intimate, shrouded inside their own little world that consisted of just the two of them. Completely caught up in their perfect moment of bliss. Toushiro and Momo made love for the remainder of this memorable morning...
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"What time am I suppose to pick you up?" He asked.
They were both in front of the towering gates of Kuchiki-manor.
"Uhm...in three hours. I've never been in here. It looks so intimidatingly huge..." Hinamori said, staring up as the dark gates opened. Mouth slightly ajar. She was holding a package which contained her new kimono that Toushiro gave to her as a gift. He had to chuckle at her expression.
They faced each other now, and he was adjusting her dark cloak to cover her from the cold. "I'll see you later." He said.
Hinamori didn't think twice to kiss him on the lips. Making the gate guards shift in their post, one even cleared his throat.
She blushed once their lips unlocked and soon just forgot about it when she glanced back and saw his crooked smile. Hitsugaya waited until the gates closed her in before leaving.
Momo now followed the noble-servant, who gestured to take off her cloak once inside the manor.
"Hinamori-san! You're the first one here, come!" Rukia exclaimed.
"Rukia-san, you have such a beautiful home!"
"Thank you. Nii-sama is in the library..." She whispered and tip-toed when they were passing by the said room.
"We'll just wait for everyone here. So is that what you're wearing?" Indicating the package that Momo is holding, while tea was being served...
Thirty minutes later, Rangiku was the only one missing. Rukia's party consisted of Yachiru, Isane, Kiyone, Nemu, Nanao and Hinamori. Nanao was just about to say something of her tardiness when she popped in the room.
"Well helloooo girls! Sorry to keep you waiting. So whose hair should we start on?"
"Rangiku, finally...is that sake I smell?" Isane asked.
The room filled with sighs of bewilderment. They can't have someone drunk doing their hair!
"Nonsense! The tea will sober me up-"
The girls became quiet when they felt the distinct looming presence of Kuchiki-taicho.
"Good evening ladies. May you enjoy tonight's festivities." They all just bowed their heads, a gesture to say thank you.
"Hai, thank you again Nii-sama. For having my friends over."
"I would also like to congratulate Hinamori-fukutaicho for her recent engagement with Hitsugaya-taicho." The noble added. Someone gasped.
Momo turned beet red when Rangiku's head almost snapped and with all the side glances she received.
"Thank you, Kuchiki-taicho." She bowed.
Everyone waited until the captain's presence became faint to burst into squeals and sighs and applause. Rangiku had tears in her eyes.
"Look how big that thing is! It's as big as a marble!"
"I helped my taicho pick it. It's platinum see, and it's suppose to be like 4 or 5 vegetables or something." Rangiku pointed out.
Then she whispered in Momo's ear, "He also had the band engraved. It's suppose to be just between the two of you, so I was not allowed to look."
"It looks like ice, how fitting!" Nanao clapped daintily.
"I knew you were going to marry Whitey-chan!"
"So when's the wedding?"
"How did he propose?"
Back in his library...
With the slightest hint of a sly smile on his lips, the 6th division captain drank his tea in 'almost' complete silence.
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What a wonderful night! Hinamori either don't get to go out much, or she just didn't care at this point in her sheer state of joy. The whole town was lined with lanterns, illuminating faces and places. She couldn't remember ever witnessing such splendor!
Rukia grabbed her hand as they ran to a vendor selling chappy-everything when they first arrived. Renji being pushed by Hisagi and Ikkaku to buy the whole store for her.
Everyone looked beautiful she thought, noticing that they all blended in with the townspeople for a change. Well, almost. They were required to have their zankpaktous and with hairstyles like Zaraki-taicho and Kurosutchi-taicho, it's a little difficult.
Rukia was wearing a lavender kimono with the matching Kuchiki kenseikan clipped on one side of her hair, that made her look adorably regal. Rangiku was wearing a bright red silk dress making Hisagi's nose almost bleed...again. While Renji was wearing a dark brown kimono and had his hair down (that Rukia kept tucking behind his ear when she thinks no one is watching) looking quite debonair.
But one stood out more than anyone else, and it wasn't just because of his short spiky white hair. He wasn't in his uniform either and was instead wearing a plain dark blue kimono with a black sash. Hinamori thought he never looked so gorgeous.
With Hyourinmarou fastened behind him, he was leisurely strolling. Looking up at the lanterns or the moon every once in a while, he always made sure she was close by. Their eyes making brief, subtle contact between spaces in the moving crowd. She would tuck her hair behind her ear, then smile before shyly looking away.
Hinamori. My wife-to-be. Huh. Wife. He shook his head, it feels so surreal. His exultation couldn't be contained that Kuchiki-taicho's keen sense was able to easily detect it.
Hinamori laughed as she watched the children play, she bought a bunch of little toy-things earlier and handed it out to them. Looking like the bride already. She couldn't have picked a more perfect dress. It accentuated her every curve and with her hair down and 'twisted' in long curls like that, she looks breathtaking. Although, Toushiro had to scowl at every man who gazed her way.
They were hesitant to be near each other, thinking it would be most inappropriate if they would just start making out in public. Still swimming in that dream-like moment that they shared this morning.
Momo was staring at her ring again as she veered off to the side to avoid the traffic. Yachiru had to nudge her.
"Peachy-chan...you can look at that later. It won't go anywhere. Enjoy tonight, there's so many choices of candy! Kenny, can you buy me this..."
She's right.
Hinamori searched for him, then felt his lips on her ear. She smiled.
"Am I so hard to find that I haven't had you this close, to tell you how beautiful you look tonight?"
She turned and faced Toushiro, straightening his collar; just an excuse to touch him. "Thank you. While you look absolutely handsome. I would kiss you now but-" He kissed her right there. Earning them some glares.
She started to open her mouth to deepen the kiss, when he got a big pat on the back by Kyourako-taicho who came out of no where, along with Ukitake-taicho who dragged Toushiro away.
"We're sorry Hinamori-fukutaicho, but we need to borrow him for awhile." Ukitake apologized.
"Congratulations Hitsugaya-taicho! Son, we need to talk about the birds and the bees..." She heard Kyouraku say. Hinamori just stood there and laughed. She couldn't quite explain the expression on Toushiro's face.
She felt someone touch her sleeve. "Hinamori-san, I would just like to tell you congratulations."
"Kira-kun! Where have you been? I haven't seen you all night... thank you." She instinctively looked at her ring.
"He's crazy about you, you know. He wouldn't let anything happen to you. But... are you happy Hinamori-san?"
"Kira-kun...you always worry about me. But yes, I'm happy." Momo smirked, "Are you drunk, Kira-kun?"
"I'm about to be, I see Rangiku-san holding two bottles of sake. See you later Hinamori-san...You deserve to be happy." He reached to lightly touched her cheek, and then disappeared.
Toushiro flash-stepped back ten minutes later, his cheeks red and looking annoyed. "Tch...lecturing me at this time." He shook his head as if to rid him of his current mood.
He held her hand and brought it to his lips, "Now, where were we?"
She blushed and touched her cheek. "I can't seem to stop blushing tonight, Shiro-chan! Ever since Kuchiki-taicho broke the news to everyone." Hinamori sighed and smiled.
They couldn't seem to take their eyes off each other, and just stood there gazing; mindless of the moving crowd around them.
"Come...we can't seem to be left alone for a second." He said, already tugging her hand.
"Hina-chan! Taicho! Come celebrate with us!" Rangiku handed her a sake cup, and Hisagi handed Toushiro one too. And the couple looked to see that most of the familiar faces of Gotei 13 are surrounding them. Even some of the townspeople peeked to witness the commotion.
"Let's toast to the young couple. We haven't seen a wedding here in decades!" Someone said.
"Ano...Rangiku-san, you know I really don't drink..." Momo said.
"Nonesense! Taicho doesn't either but he'll do it for you, right taicho?"
All eyes were on the young captain now, holding his cup full of sake. Toshiro smirked, looked at Momo and clinked his cup to hers, "To us." And chugged it all down to Hinamori's surprise. The men all cheered, Komamura-taicho patted him on the back.
Hinamori followed to drink her sake, wrinkling her nose after. Rangiku squealed and hugged Momo, almost suffocating in between her friend's ample chest.
"Their engagement party to follow in two weeks!" Rangiku exclaimed. As more cheers ensued. Making that vein on her taicho's head appear.
The crowd finally started to gather towards the center of town, where there's a large sitting area set up so people can watch the fireworks to commemorate the beginning of winter.
Toushiro wanted to go somewhere to watch it and they settled on the roof. It was a beautiful display of fire and light. Reminding them of when they were children. Watching while sitting on a branch of that tall tree by Oba-saan's house with barefeet and legs dangling.
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Once the fireworks show came to a close, they held hands and descended from the roof. She hurriedly tugged him along towards where a group of little girls and boys were playing.
The children were throwing white confetti to mimic snow. Hinamori gently took the bag of confetti from one of the boy so she can sprinkle it from a higher angle.
"There. So now you can join in." Smiling as they all ran around her.
One of the little girl stopped and tilted her head up to open her mouth.
"No silly, you're not suppose to eat this!" Hinamori said, laughing.
"But it's real snow!" She insisted. The other children squealed. "It is real snow...yeay!" Opening their arms to the skies.
Hinamori looked around to see the other people reacting the same way. Renji brushing the flakes off Rukia's head while she tried to catch snowflakes. Yachiru grinning, pointing at Ikkaku's head of white hair. She glanced up now. It is snowing!
"Shiro-chan! It's really-"
Toushiro was watching her, with his crooked smile. Leaning on a nearby tree with his arms crossed and looking relaxed. Although he had a slight blue glow outlining his whole form and she felt his reiatsu emanating.
"You're doing this!" She laughed, holding her hands out to catch a snowflake. Then tilted her head up and also opened her mouth to taste. Giggling and raising her hands higher, she closed her eyes as she slowly twirled.
"Toushiro, it feels like you're falling all over me..."
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A/N: Okay, I really need your reviews on this one. I'm quite proud of this chapter. But I need motivation to carry on to more chapters. Please review, mention favorite parts! Oh, I dedicate Snow Patrol's: Dark Roman wine in the festival scene.