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A/N: Please don't be confused but I compiled chapters 6-10. This chapter is full of angst and fluff and...stuff. Please, please PLEASE REVIEW. I need it.

Chapter 20

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It was quiet when Hinamori came to her consciousness. She was alone, in the center of a scorched circle bearing a 20-Kilometer radius; one that she herself had created. She remained lying down with tears of frustration marring her face as she glanced up at the solemn moon. Tobiume still tightly grasped by the hilt, glistening on the ground next to her.

She blacked out again after just twenty minutes in her bankai form. Why does it take so much out of me?

She also felt guilty for leaving Toushiro behind so she could train. Even placing that calming bakudo to prevent him from following her everytime.

I had to lie. Imagine having him see me like this!

And he had been so preoccupied this whole week that it was making her feel even more wretched. Momo placed an arm over her eyes and sobbed. Remembering how they had made love two days ago, and somehow in her desire-befuddled state, she became conscious of how different it felt. Almost like...his mind was somewhere else. He's been so distant. She didn't even argue with his suggestion of putting a hold on their training sessions to see if that's what was bothering him, but to no avail.

"Baka Toushiro, why can't you just tell me?" Momo cried out. She couldn't blame her oversensitivity anymore.

The wedding is in less than two weeks, and it feels like he's drifting away... This is ridiculous, I have to do something.

She sobered up and wiped the tears from her eyes. Aware that dawn was about to break in thirty minutes. I have to get back before he wakes...

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Hitsugaya was about to pick her up for lunch but was greeted instead by the 5th division's fourth seat.

"The fukutaicho left. She didn't say where she was going but just said she wanted to be alone." Mahoka Juro explained.

"Thank you." Toushiro said, knowing exactly where she would be.

He saw her legs dangling from the large branch of the tree by the river. He watched her for a while.

Momo would use her katana to shake the snow from the branches above her, catching it with her hand as they would fall in clumps.

"Kyahh!" As one accidentally landed on her head. Tsk! All this snow was making her more depressed.

She touched the large bark and proceeded to melt all the snow in its branches, and even made the grass grow around the roots. Once content, she jumped down and gazed out the river for a while then leaned on the tree as she touched her forehead, slowly massaging it.

Something is really bothering her. He felt guilty for now just noticing. This elaborate wedding that Matsumoto had planned is probably taking its toll on Momo. He already planned to talk to his vice-captain about toning it down if that's the case.

Hinamori felt him stand next to her, she didn't even look but just stared straight ahead. Mou...I didn't plan to confront him this soon, but here goes...

"You wanted to be alone some more, Momo?"

"No, I think I'm fine now. Although...it feels like you want to be alone."

"Hm? What do you mean?"

Momo took a few steps ahead so that he can't see her face. "You act like I didn't grow up with you, Shiro-chan. I'm so attuned to your body language, even your expressions. I can almost read you like a book."

Shit. Of course. And I thought I was doing well trying to hide it. "I'm sorry, Momo. I just have a lot on my mind lately. It's nothi-"

"Nothing...right. Just tell me what it is Toushiro, I'll understand. I'll talk to Rangiku-san if she makes a scene about it..." Her voice was emotionless.

"Matsumoto? What are you talking about?"

"That you want to cancel this wedding! Why else would you act like this? You are getting more uncertain as we get closer... I know I may not look as pretty as most of the other girls around here but shouldn't you be just a little bit happy? After all, you did ask me to marry you ...Ugh, this is so embarrassing. I'll see you later."

Momo used her best shunpo skills to get out of there, in a desperate need to be in the sanctuary of her office. I'm such a coward! She admitted, as a torrent of insecurities threatened to cave her in in its dismal, yet familiar gloom.

No man would ever want to marry me, I should have known that already...being so plain and disgustingly naive. She locked the door and composed herself.Don't cry, baka. Don't you dare cry.

"Are you alright Hinamori-fukutaicho?" Asked the officer.

"Yes I'm fine. Any messages?"

"Hitsugaya-taicho came looking for you earlier...and this one came from Yamamoto-Soutaicho." It was a letter. Hinamori sat down in her desk and opened the envelope, wishing it would be an upcoming mission. To get away from all this . The embarrassment of a cancelled wedding...

She read it again. They're considering me for the 5th Division captain seat. What the hell, is this a joke?

A knock ensued. Juro was about to get up, but Hinamori gestured for him to sit back down and ignore it.

"Hinamori, I know you're in there."

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"Open the door or I can break it down. It's up to you."

Damn... she didn't want a scene in front of her officer so she opened the door. Revealing a furious Hitsugaya, with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Excuse me. Hitsugaya-taicho, Hinamori-fukutaicho." Juro said in a small voice, squeezing himself out the doorway. Wary at how the two high-seated officers were glowering at each other.

"Come in." Momo coldly said then closed the door and walked behind her desk to work on the stacks of reports, ignoring him.

"Go ahead, ignore me. I should be use to that by now."

And she did.

Good one, Toushiro. He thought. Kicking himself while he remained standing by the door, trying another approach.

"You must have been so proud of yourself to figure me out so easily."

"Well, you wouldn't tell me! What was I suppose to think, Shiro-chan? You couldn't even look at me in bed the other night..." She was so red from the humiliation that she had to stop writing to stand up and face the wall, her fists clenched.

"Why are you so quick to judge? It's you who doesn't trust me." He almost growled. "You really have no idea do you? You never listened to a word I said...you think I'll just change my mind about marrying you? Baka, Momo. Always ready to believe the lies that your stupid mind contrives. So blinded by them that you ignore the truth that's openly laid out in front of you."

"Experience has taught me "

He pointed at his chest like he was talking to a child. "But it's me, Momo! Me. I will always be here. I have never left you nor have I ever lead you to believe otherwise." Then it was quiet.

Toushiro's jaw twitched from gritting his teeth. His temper was getting out of control that if it weren't for Momo's flared reiatsu, the room would have frozen over.

She was speechless as she turned to face him. The shadows around his scowl was getting so dark that she started to feel the cold as her anger ebbed away.

"I...I'm sorry, Toushiro. I really didn't know what to think. So please tell me...what am I doing wrong?" She plead, her breath frosting and her brown eyes now welled up in tears that she had fought so hard to suppress. Tightly clutching the front of her robe with both hands, a habit when her insecurities overwhelm.

"Tch... You didn't do anything wrong." He had to close his eyes and pinch the bridge of his nose. Waiting for his temper to come level from such a heightened state. Hinamori waited, hesitant to come closer.

"Hinamori."

"Yes, Toushiro?"

"I didn't want you to take the captain seat, the one they're about to offer you." He finally confessed, looking up now.

She was taken aback. So he knew about it, as it justified his actions. Of course, the overprotective fool.

"Then I would just decline it." Hinamori said without any doubts.

It was his turn to be surprised, "Uh...you would?"

"Yeah. I really would." She nodded.

"Mind if I ask why?"

She had to think about it first, "Well, my bankai is still so unstable first off. And second, all this paperwork just isn't worth it." She laughed.

A ton of weight was instantly lifted off his shoulders.

He chuckled, scratching the back of his head. He worried for nothing. Worried her even more for nothing. He walked towards her and held out his hand, "Come...Hinamori."

He could have taken her into the depths of hell, and she would have willingly followed...

Their hands tightly clasped as they flash stepped into his office. Hitsugaya let go of her hand as he set up a barrier around the room, meanwhile Hinamori watched his back as he stood in front of his desk, and with one arm swiped all that was everything on it off to the floor.

"Shiro-chan! What are you doing?" Incredulous, as she stood next to him witnessing the mess.

He looked satisfied. "This."

He lifted her up by the waist and placed her on his desk, muffling her giggles with his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he stood more comfortably in between her legs. Momo sighed as his tongue plunged in while his hand unfastened her hakama, the other cupping her breast.

Hinamori undid her own hair, the silk tresses cascading down her back. Its scent arousing Toushiro even more as he buried his hand in it. She felt him gently pushing her back down the desk so she can lie down, and broke the kiss to look deeply into her eyes, "Hi...welcome back." She whispered, touching his face.

He wistfully smiled and wiped her swollen lips with his thumb and proceeded to kiss her chin, then her neck down to her collar bone and her breasts. Sliding the lacy black garment to her waist as he trailed his tongue around her pink nipples; sucking the little buds until they were hard. Hinamori moaned, arching her back and curling her fingers in his soft white hair. She then grasped the edge of his desk above her head as he trailed lower to lick her wet folds, his tongue thrust and lapped until she came. "Toushiro..."

He straightened to take off his robes and unbind his hakama, not even waiting for it to slide all the way down before pulling out his cock. Hinamori sat up to slide off her panties and also taking off her robe...but then placed a hand on his chest to halt his haste.

"What, Momo?"

"I wanted to try something..." Without breaking eye contact, she hopped off the desk to stand in front of him then slowly turned and slightly bent over, bracing her hands against the desk. She swept her long hair over one shoulder and half-turned to look at him, Hinamori smiled up expectantly; albeit a little shy. Waiting...

Toushiro was still holding his erection, not sure what she wanted for him to do. His mind so much more jumbled and becoming even more aroused to see her in such a lewd pose.

Trying not to laugh at his expression, she guided him in. He hissed when her warm, slick walls encapsulated him as it also felt impossibly more snug from this new position. His knees almost buckled as he rested his head at the small of her back.

"Does it hurt, Shiro-chan?" She had to ask.

"No...baka."

He started to instinctively move, his hands holding her small waist guiding her as he plunged deeper and deeper in every thrust. Moving their bodies even closer as he cupped her breasts from behind, nipping the back of her neck.

Momo had to bite her bottom lip at the new and wonderful sensation. She felt him nearing his climax as he drove faster and hard, holding her tight as she felt him contracting inside of her when he came. His warm liquid spilling in all over her core. Toushiro had to hold on to her for support and was not aware that his teeth had left a mark at the base of her neck...again.

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Rukia wanted to finish her work early today to meet and catch up with Renji, so she skipped lunch to deliver the paperwork. She was in the hallway leading to the 10th division captain's office to drop off some reports when the door suddenly opened, a giggling Hinamori ran out but her hand was abruptly pulled back.

"Shiro-chan, I really have to go. Let go!"

Hitsugaya chuckled. "Not until you promise to sleep over tonight..." He pressed her back against the wall by the door, capturing her mouth for a lingering kiss. The couple looked disheveled and unaware of their audience.

Her hand was on his chest, gently pushing him back.

"Yes I promise. I'll see you tonight, Toushiro." She smiled before disappearing.

The captain now stared at the empty wall before him; closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against it and lightly banged it twice...he exhaled.. Asking the heavens for the first time. God help me. Although composing himself before returning to the office.

Rukia felt guilty when she had instinctively masked her reiatsu and quickly hid to witness the whole scene. She really didn't mean to. She knew it was something that she shouldn't tell anyone about. It was so private and...romantic.

Sigh...

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A/N: Yes. That's right. I said cock. *slap a hand over her eyes*. Sorry *shrugged*... But please review.