Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Bleach. But I wanna own a Hitsuhina baby! *wails*
Please remember that shinigami age process is real slow. Meaning the baby isn't in a 9-month pregnancy cycle like in humans.
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Chapter 31
The Revelation
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Back in Sereitei a few days later...
It was 10:04 am.
He was by the fields behind the 5th Division building. Where is she? Baka told me to meet her here at 10...said it was important. Toushiro sighed. Late as usual.
Umpf! Something suddenly jumped on his back. Tackling him down as they swiftly rolled on the snow.
Momo sat astride on top of him, barefoot, with a playful grin on her face. Her light purple silk kimono hiked up to her thighs as she leaned over to kiss his nose.
"Boo. Scared ya, didn't I?"
He chuckled. You've scared me enough this week.
"Right. That'll be the day... so what's so important?" He asked as he reached up to gently touch one of her rosy cheeks then moved her bangs off her forehead to inspect the healed cut. Thankful that Abarai had given her a few days off from doing paperwork, which she surprisingly accepted without any qualms.
"You're not returning to the real world soon are you?" She asked, a slight pout can be detected.
"I'm not sure, love. But There's enough of them helping Kurosaki for now." Referring to Komamura-taicho, Kurosutchi-taicho, and Hisagi-taicho (the 9th Division sole purpose is to ensure Inoue's safety) who were assigned to take their place in the mission.
"Hm... Toushiro, can I ask a favor?"
"Anything."
"Is it okay if we go somewhere far? Just away from here...ano...just for an hour. I don't want to keep you away for too long." And I don't want the proximity of work to ruin the mood.
"Yes, of course. Whatever you need." Not bothering to mention that he had already taken the day off to spend some much needed time with his wife.
"Good. Because I brought your bike. It's parked over there." And she had packed a picnic basket.
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"You think I wont be able to see, baka?" As he drove the bike even faster.
Hinamori's laughter pealed while her hands shielded his eyes from behind. "Like I said before, Shiro-chan, you never cease to amaze me...show off." She said the last part huskily, nipping his earlobe then trailed a path of kisses on the side of his face. Making the ends of his hair tingle.
Momo uncovered his eyes while she agilely moved to the front and straddled him. Her mouth taking a hold of his as she started to untie his shihakuso. Unmindful of their speeding pace. Toushiro finally slowed the bike to a stop into a thick patch of trees by a cliff, where the snow wasn't laid as thick.
It's been almost two weeks and both so aware of their urgency to finally be this close again. He hiked the hem of her kimono higher to tug on her lacy undergarment; ripping it off as their tongues mingled in an ardent and heavy kiss. Hinamori's hands buried deep in his hair while his hands now moved to untie her obi and reveal the perfect porcelain mounds. Her nipples already taut as he rubbed his thumbs over them and broke off the kiss, so his lips can replace his fingers; encapsulating the little pink buds. "Tou...shiro." She moaned his name yet was undeterred in the process of loosening the himo of his hakama.
They were heavily panting with need by the time Momo reached down to expose his erection stroking it softly before she used his shoulders to position herself, easing down slow to accommodate his engorged member. Muffling the sounds they both made while she sucked on his bottom lip.
The captain disrobed and got off the bike while she clung to him and moving so fast that Hinamori found herself on the ground laid on top of his white haori. Welcoming his fervid thrusts and passionate kisses...
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Hitsugaya was staring out the vast expanse of the view that the cliff had to offer, the aquamarine eyes spanning the snow-capped mountains that surrounded the area. Momo watched him dressed only in his hakama as he perused the scene like he owned the place. He looked so handsome. So male, and virile. The perfect muscles lining his shoulders and abs accentuated by the winter's sun...
His lips slanted up. "Thank you for bringing me out here, Momo." I did need a break. Toushiro turned and smiled at her disheveled state, she was on the picnic blanket now intent on trying to clean his dirty haori. Her kimono haphazardly donned and her hair in disarray – she never looked so irresistible.
"Come here, love. Come see the view."
Hinamori walked over to join her husband and stood in front of him, with her back against his naked torso. He wrapped an arm around her waist, and leaned down to kiss her neck.
"Which reminds me...why did you bring me out here? Is it just for this when we can do this in the complete privacy and comfort of our bedroom?" He joked, picking out the little pieces of soil that got stuck in her hair.
"No...eto...I wanted to tell you something."
And I've been waiting. "So tell me."
"Toushiro... I'm pregnant."
He stiffened and stopped. Completely caught off guard.
She slowly turned, her face wary. "Did you hear me, Shiro-chan?"
"Ah. Yes." His eyes were far away.
It hasn't sunk in yet. Momo left him alone as she started to clean up their lunch. ...
"You mean to tell me...you knew you were pregnant before going to the mission?" He didn't turn around.
Damn. Here goes. "Yes. But I-"
"Did it occur to you that you were endangering-"
"Hai, I'm aware of all that. That's why I didn't want to tell anybody, especially you." She stood up now and faced his back, ready for the argument to come.
"Baka Momo..." His voice becoming low; his fist clenched, "then why did you still insist on going?"
"Because I...I was scared okay? I couldn't be away from you. I just couldn't...especially with the baby, I just had to know you're there. Safe. Not wondering where you are – or...not knowing..." her sobs were making it hard to organize her thoughts, let alone her words.
He flash stepped to hold her in his arms, feeling utterly foolish. "Shhh...please don't cry, love...shh...I'm sorry."
"I-I thought this would make you hap...py. Because I'm happy. So happy." She buried her face in his chest, embarrassed to be openly crying like this. Trying to convince someone she's ecstatic while in such a pitiful state felt totally asinine.
"But I am, Momo! Don't get it wrong." He whispered, kissing the top of her head.
That got her to stop. "You are?"
"Yes."
She looked up with teary brown eyes as she searched his face, and was indeed content. Tears of guilt now overcame as she covered her eyes with her hands. "I'm sorry...for what I did was really stupid!"
"Yeah, it was."
Momo started laughing, so relieved to have gotten that out of the way. And they held each other for another hour while her sobs were lulled by the soft thuds of his heart.
"Shiro-chan?"
"Yes, Bed-wetter?"
"Merry Christmas."
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It was well into the next week...
She was in the midst of explaining to Renji where else to sign, "Your phone's been ringing non-stop, Hinamori-san." Her taicho amusedly pointed out.
"Oh, sorry. It's him just checking up on me, as usual." She flipped the phone open, "Yes, Shiro-chan?"
"Oi, took you long enough."
"I was kind of busy-"
"When are you going to tell Abarai? You should be on light duty." He also sent twelve of his men to help the 5th division, supposedly the 10th squad had all been caught up and there wasn't anything much left to do.
She rolled her eyes. "I was busy filling out reports, Toushiro. Oh, don't forget you're coming with me tomorrow." Reminding him of their trip to Unohana's office.
"Of course. First thing in the morning."
"Yes, that's right." There was a long pause, that it got a little awkward. "Uhhm...I have to go, Shiro-chan. I'll see you in a bit."
"Ah. See you in an hour."
She sighed when she hung up, a little annoyed when her productive pace gets interrupted.
"My, my... he's been a little persistent lately, hasn't he?"
"Oh hush, Abarai-kun. Like you don't check up on Rukia-san every five minutes."
"Not every five minutes!"
"Okay, sorry I take that back – every twenty."
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Hinamori was delivering paperwork that afternoon, insisting on doing it despite having one of her husband's officers offering to do the task. She knocked on the third division's captain's office. A little excited to see her dear friend.
"Come in."
"Hey Kira-taicho, you have a minute to spare?"
"Hinamori-san?" Izuru had to purposely close his mouth shut when he glanced over and gaped at the girl who unknowingly still holds his heart, standing before him. Her long slightly wavy hair cascading down her back, with side swept bangs, her perfect little ears protruding, and that glowing porcelain face and dark lashes... She's more stunning than ever.
"Why Kira-kun, you look like you've just seen a ghost."
He cleared his throat. "I haven't seen you in a while, that's all." Or without that looming husband of yours.
Momo laughed. "Well, every time I come by you're always indisposed. So busy that you can't even pay me and Abarai a visit, taicho?"
"Oh. Sorry... mind spending a late lunch with me then, for old time's sake?"
"I would love to." Even if she had already eaten lunch, finally able to catch up with Kira was too good an opportunity to pass up ...
They were by the 3rd division training grounds, watching his officers spar while they sat on the roof.
"I've been working on my bankai. It's frustrating...the pressure of achieving it now that I'm captain. It's like I'm in a blind man's race! I don't know where to begin or how to go about it. But I just know to keep going."
"It'll come when you least expect it...you seem to be adjusting just fine, and you look good despite all the pressure. But then again, you've always been the most level-headed in our class." Momo noticed he had put on a little weight too, making the new captain look more robust. Hence, befitting his new role.
"Well, thanks. And you look...amazing. That it makes me wonder why not that many shinigami are married." A corner of his lips raised. She blushed as she tucked a wayward wisp of hair behind her ear.
"Thank you... Kira-kun?"
"Yes?"
"I'll train with you again." Offering to a friend in need, and Kira had always helped better her skills in fighting.
Although very tempted, Izuru had to stop himself. "I'll keep that in mind, Hinamori-san."
Her phone beeped and she sighed. "I have to go, I'll see you around. And don't be a stranger!"
"Hai. See you later." And here I thought I was doing a good job trying to forget you.
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It was 6 pm, in Hitsugaya's office.
"Geeez. Does the library have enough books left, Toushiro?" Indicating her husband's collection of pregnancy-related research material on his desk, and recently on the floor next to his side of the bed. He looked up just long enough to give her a wink as she came in the door.
"Momo-chan, taicho's been so absorbed lately that he won't mind if we go for a drink. I don't think he'll even notice. Come." Rangiku suggested already standing up to leave.
That made him to stop reading. "Did you want me to tell her, Hinamori? Or did you want to tell her yourself?"
Bringing it up so they can actually tell his fukutaicho together. He walked over to stand by Momo and held her hand, who was a little surprised. Didn't really plan on telling anybody just yet, since she really won't start to look pregnant until the next year or two.
"Hahh? Tell me what?"
"Er...Rangiku san. Shiro-chan and I...we're having a baby."
"Huh?...You mean... like little white-haired brats running around?" Indeed, her taicho's grin couldn't be any prouder.
"Uh...yes?" Momo confirmed.
And they both had to almost cover their ears shut. Momo braced herself for the suffocating hug but was relieved when it didn't turn out as tight, and instead Rangiku hugged her taicho like it was her lifeline. "Oi, Matsumoto. Stop crying."
"I'm going to be an auntie." She said in a small voice.
"Yes. And it also means she won't be joining you for drinks tonight either."
"But we need to celebrate."
Momo laughed, "Then just have it on our behalf. You won't mind, do you?"
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