Omg, it feels like it's been years! Well, here's the last chapter of this fanfiction! Enjoy :3

Chapter 6: I Don't Want To Forget

Previously:

"Ugh, don't be so difficult. What's so important about classes?"

"TOSHIRO, THERE'S TWO OF YOU!" she exclaimed.

"When you come back to Soul Society, I can request for you to switch to my division." He smirked.

Hitsugaya folded his arms, slightly annoyed. "I'm your lover, not him, remember? Besides, your Zanpakuto, Tobiume, has a crush on Hyourinmaru, and Hyourinmaru secretly-"

Hinamori sighed. "You don't understand. I've tried watering the plum tree, giving it new soil, lots of love, making sure it gets plenty of sunshine, threatening it…I've even tried doing spell casting, like magical girls from childhood anime!"

Hinamori frowned, "So, I could just walk through a park, plum blossoms bloom, and BAM, I get my Zanpakuto?"

"Thank you for flourishing yourself, and the plum tree, Master." Tobiume's voice gently sang in Hinamori's ears.

Toshiro grinned, and whispered, "Gracefully fall and gracefully bloom, a plum blossom for some, a peach blossom for me." We finally get to watch the plum blossoms bloom together again, Momo.

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Hinamori yawned, then stretched her arms. "Man, that was one crazy dream!"

A voice asked her, "Oh? What was this 'crazy dream' about?"

"Well, there was this guy with white hair who transferred to my school, claiming that he was my past lover, and that he was a ghost thing or something, then he told me that swords had spirits, and I had one which was stuck in a plum tree! Haha, dreams can be so weird sometimes."

The voice seemed to have given her a judging look, then responded, "And what happened afterwards?"

"I magically made the blossoms bloom, and then I got a sword. Imagine that! Me, plus a sword! Weird stuff going on here, I couldn't wield a sword even if my life depended on it, that stuff is too dangerous."

"I think you forgot to mention one part."

"Eh?" she tilted her head to the side. "What part?"

"The part where your 'past lover ghost thing' kissed you."

Hinamori blushed, "What?! I never dreamed of such things!" Hey, who am I talking to, anyways…?" She looked around the room, and saw the white haired teenager sitting on a chair, next to her bed.

"I'm dreaming! This is a dream!" She shook her head, pinched her cheeks, then pinched Hitsugaya's cheeks, then hit her head on the wall.

"I can assure you, its reality." He mumbled.

"I see…there's only one way to confirm this." She nodded her head, seriously.

"?" his eyes flickered towards her.

The peach pulled her covers back on top of her, and laid her head on the pillow. "Goodnight."

He yelled in her ear, "DON'T GO BACK TO SLEEP!"

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After an hour of convincing the peach that it wasn't a dream, the two had realized they were late to school. Which didn't bother Toshiro at all, but clearly bothered Momo.

In the middle of class, Momo could swear she heard Toshiro murmuring to someone, but whenever she looked at him, he was busy 'paying attention' in class.

"Master, Tobiume has not spoken a word since yesterday." Hyourinmaru's voice rang in Toshiro's ears.

"Not surprised." Was the short reply.

"Why is this so?"

His turquoise eyes glanced at Momo, then went back to his text book. "She hasn't undone the seal on her Zanpakuto yet."

"Seal?"

"Momo needs to draw the sword. That will release Tobiume fully, and she'll regain her Shinigami powers."

"It sounds like there's a catch to this…"

"Perhaps, perhaps not."

Hitsugaya looked at Momo once more. "Time, itself, will tell us."

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The school day has passed by fast, and Toshiro called Momo up to the rooftop.

"I'm here now, Shiro-Chan!" Momo opened the rooftop door, and saw the snowball standing in the center.

He turned. "Ah, good. That means we can start."

"Huh? Start what?" she blinked, and walked towards him.

His uniform had disappeared, and he had returned to his original Shinigami form. "You know, I've been thinking, Momo…"

"?" she stopped walking, and stood directly in front of him, about a meter away.

His eyes narrowed. "Before, I was forcing you to try and regain your memories as a Shinigami, because I selfishly wanted to bring you back. But I've thought about it, and I've realized…it's your choice, Momo. If you want to stay, then I won't stop you…"

"Shiro-Chan…" she didn't know what to say.

The tenth captain continued, "Once you draw Tobiume from the sheath, you'll regain your Shinigami powers and your memories, but you'll never be able to turn back to this life in the world of the living. If you choose to not draw the sword, you'll continue to live life the way it is, but you'll never be able to see spirits or us again; you'll become a complete living human."

Hinamori looked down on the sword in her hands. It's my choice…this world, or the spirit world?

Toshiro then took a deep breath in, "However, when you go through the Senkaimon, I can't guarantee you'll remember me, or Hyourinmaru…"

"What do you mean?" she glanced at him. "I won't remember you two?"

"Since my master and I were the ones who came through the Senkaimon to meet you, when you cross back over to the Soul Society, you have the possibility of losing your memories of us, because the Senkaimon may not recognise you as a proper Shinigami. Although, you'll remember everything else, even Tobiume, but not my master."

"That means…I might not remember you, Shiro-Chan…?" tears welled up at the corner of Hinamori's eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm happy with you just being with me, even if you don't remember me. I can still help you to try and remember." He reassured her.

"B-But Shiro-Chan, aren't you sad about this?" she wiped her tears, but they kept overflowing onto her cheeks.

He grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into a gentle embrace. "Of course I'd be sad, but if it has to be like this, Momo, I…"

"Why does it have to be like this…?"

"…" he remained silent. He had no idea what to say.

"When you first came, I had already decided I definitely wanted to stay in this world. But after all the time that has passed…" she stared at her Zanpakuto. "No matter which world I'm in, I'm bound to miss the other…"

"Momo, listen…"

Hinamori gently pushed herself away from him, and blinked the tears away. "I'm sure even if I do lose my memories of you, I'll still keep on falling in love with you over and over again."

"You're actually going to-?!" his eyes widened.

She drew the blade from its sheath, and smiled at him. No words, she just smiled. And that was the last thing he saw before she disappeared.

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"What are these…?" Hitsugaya touched the wet liquid from his eyes. "Tears?"

"Master, isn't it time to go back? Your job here is done." stated Hyourinmaru, completely oblivious to his master's feelings.

"Haha, you're right…it's time to go back…" his own voice didn't even sound like his anymore.

"Why are you sad? You managed to get her to draw the sword, and now she's back to where she belongs."

"That's the thing, Hyourinmaru." He looked up at the sky. "I don't know why. Something's just telling me that I should cry."

"…Everything will be alright." Hyourinmaru attempted to 'cheer' the boy up.

He shook his head, then looked ahead. "Let's go back…to the Soul Society."

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Weeks had passed since then, and Hitsugaya managed to find out that Hinamori had returned safely. Even so, he had never been able to see her since the World Of The Living, since the 5th Division was as busy as ever-without a captain, that is. He wondered if he could ever see her again, and the same question haunted him every day, "Do you remember me?"

Sometimes, he had dreams where Momo didn't remember him at all. Not even one bit. Not even his white hair. Sometimes, he had pleasant dreams where he would hear Momo telling him that she remembered him. But nonetheless, all of those were dreams. He wanted to know reality, even if it hurt.

"Hitsugaya Taichou!" a voice called out from behind him.

He sighed, "I'm busy." And continued walking through the Tenth Barracks.

"Hitsugaya Taichouuuu!"

He ignored the call.

"Hitsugaya Taichou? Are you ignoring me?"

He walked faster. It's probably some annoying twerp.

"Hitsugaya Taichou? Hitsugaya-Kun? Toshiroooo?"

He cringed. And obviously someone who doesn't have any respect nor manners.

"Shiro-Chan!"

"!" he immediately turned around, and saw his childhood friend glaring at him.

"It's not nice to ignore someone who has been calling your name for ages!"

"If this is a dream, please don't wake me up…" he mumbled, still staring wide-eyed at her.

She tilted her head to the side, then laughed. "It's not a dream; I remember everything!"

"Everything…?"

"From way back to when I was in Rukon District 1, to the World of the Living, and to now." She smiled at him.

"Oh god, is my mind so bad that I've started hallucinating?" he blinked, still not believing his eyes or ears.

"Don't believe me?" she frowned. For a few moments, she seemed to be in thought. Then, Hinamori touched his hand. "I have to be real if I can touch you, see?"

Hitsugaya felt as if he had just woken up from a trance, and he started laughing from his own embarrassment. "Ahaha, of course this isn't a dream…what was I thinking?"

Her eyes lit up, and she smiled cheerfully again. "Shiro-Chan can be so silly sometimes!"

He changed his hand position, so that he was holding hers. "Now that you're here…" Toshiro stared into her brown eyes. "…this has to be real."

Momo started to giggle, which then turned into a burst of laughter.

"W-What's so funny…?" the snowball looked around, trying to figure out why she was laughing so hard.

The peach jumped, and wrapped her arms around him. "I love you, Shiro-Chan!"

Days like this, and the time I spent with you…are the reason I can smile now.

~Fin~

And that's the end for Reitou no Hana :D I hope you guys all enjoyed it, and loved it to the very end!

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